Author's Note: For those who will read this and clearly do not know who the character Son Chi-Me is, she is a character created by my best friend. Chi-Me belong to her, and her alone. She is the twin sister of Son Gohan, and thus Goku and Chi-Chi's daughter. As a general rule of thumb, she's been through everything that Gohan has, and has found an almost second father figure in Piccolo through his training. Personality wise, she is a very determined half saiyan that has risen to every challenge put in front of her. However, if you want to know more about her, I recommend that you read about her and find out for yourself.

The Plan

Part I

The battle has begun. Both warriors are both being worn down by the fighting. The large green namek sends a rock at his young saiyan opponent, shredding the boys arm. In pain the boy cries out as a second rock takes out his one good leg, causing him to fall. "I can't...stand up...ungh...my legs..."

The namek laughs. "I thought you said you had a great power, boy! Look at you...helpless on the ground." He smiles and tosses aside the three-eyed Tien, as he prepares for the final blow.

"Goku!" Tien yells out.

Goku is now powering up a kame-hame-ha with one hand. "This better work. Please have it be enough to destroy Piccolo." He says under his breath.

Then Piccolo yells out, "Shinu!' His beam clashes with Goku's beam, and now Goku is completely spent. Piccolo prepares to go for the kill, but Goku leaps. Koran's holy water had finally kicked in! In a desperate scream, Goku propels himself straight through Piccolo's chest with a kame-hame-ha.

"No!!!" Piccolo screams and blood is spat out of his mouth. Before he dies, a single large egg comes out of his mouth. The egg goes far into the mountains. In his last moments of life Piccolo sends a message telepathically to the egg. "Avenge my death, my son. Kill this Goku for me. You must... Train hard to kill the boy who has killed me. Kill him Piccolo! Kill him..."

Then the demon King, Piccolo Daimaou fell limp and died. And his message of hate was passed on.

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Piccolo's eyes shot open. Drops of cold sweet were dripping down his forehead. It was 5:00 in the morning and visions of his father still filled his mind. Every year this would happen. Every year he had to relive the visions of his father's death. He hated the visions. He hated his father for giving him the command to kill Goku. He hated the annual reminder of the monster he had become for the first 14 years of his life.

He had tried to put the memories behind him, like all he friends had, but he couldn't forget. The visions would always return to him on May 9th. The day it had all happened, his birthday.

Suddenly from behind him, Piccolo sensed two small powers approaching slowly from behind. He smiled. Here they go again, Piccolo thought. As much as he hated being bothered early in the morning, he guessed he could use a little fun and games to get his mind off the visions. When the two warriors were about ready to pounce, Piccolo said in a low tone, "Gohan...Chi-Me..." He felt the two Saiyans stop in their tracks. He continued. "What have I told you two countless numbers of times about showing up her before sunrise?" His back was still turned to them.

Gohan and Chi-Me cringed but held their ground. The two warriors, with a look of carefulness on their faces, stepped foreword, their dark saiyan eyes glinting in the darkness. Soon Chi-Me opened her mouth to speak.

"Piccolo...we were only-" Chi-Me was cut off because Piccolo had turned around to face them with a sneering look spread across his narrow face. She fell silent again.

"You came to train." He paused and allowed for a look of relaxation enter Gohan and Chi-Me's faces, when he continued in a stern voice. "After I deliberately told you to do otherwise."

It was Gohan's turn to talk. "Uh...Mr. Piccolo..." he was stopped short by a blow to the ribs from his sister. He got the message. "Piccolo, Daddy kicked us out of the house," the young saiyan confessed. "So we came here."

Well this was a surprise. Why would Goku send them out of the house at 5:00 in the morning? Giving them a demanding look, Piccolo asked them, "why? You better not be hiding anything from me Gohan."

Gohan then sported that look of his. His look of pure innocence. Then he said, "it's the truth, Piccolo, Daddy kicked us out." I don't know why." He said, looking up at Piccolo with huge innocent, baby saiyan eyes.

Piccolo cringed. If looks could kill, he thought. Damn kid. Something in that look made him believe every word the boy had said. Either I'm becoming soft, or I'm going crazy. Piccolo thought. Falling victim to such childish rubbish. It was ridiculous.

"Are you mad at us, Piccolo?" Gohan asked sheepishly.

"We just thought we could come here because Dad kicked us out. That's alright, isn't it?" Chi-Me asked, a little more confidant than Gohan.

"No. I said no training with me until after sunrise." Piccolo said sternly. "You two are never fully awake, and I want to get some more meditating in this morning."

"But Piccolo..." They started to say.

"Don't 'but Piccolo' me. Why don't you two go home. I'll take you." Piccolo said back to them.

"No! You can't do that!!" Gohan shouted.

"Why not?" Piccolo asked, confused. Why didn't they want to go home? Or was it that they didn't want him taking them?

"No particular reason." Chi-Me said quickly. "Dad just...wants us out of the way."

Who did she think she was fooling? Something was up. Piccolo was sure of that. But what was she hiding?

"How about we meditate then, until the sun comes up?" Gohan suggested.

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For about the next two hours the three meditated. Or rather two of the three did. After about the first 20 minutes or so, Gohan had fallen asleep. It was now about 7:15am, and the sun was slowly rising above the horizon. Gohan was starting to awaken, but Chi-Me was still deep in meditation. Piccolo felt the warmth of the sun on his back. It felt so warm, so comforting. Then it came again. That voice. "Kill him Piccolo! Kill him!"

The voice was low and course sounding, as it thundered in Piccolo's mind. "Avenge my death, my son." Fractions of the visions passed before him. Then the voice of this father came again. Louder this time. "You must!!" Piccolo beard his teeth. Then, as suddenly as they had come, the voice and the visions vanished. In their place was blackness. As if nothing had ever happened.

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When he opened his eyes again, Piccolo saw that Gohan and Chi-Me were both looking at him with a deep look of concern. He looked away from their glances, and looked at the sky. It was now 7:30am, and the sun shown brightly over the ground as it sparkled off the sweat drops that had formed on his forehead because of his encounter. What had Gohan and Chi-Me seen? He must have done something; otherwise they wouldn't be looking at him as they were.

"Piccolo, are you alright?" Gohan asked in a caring tone.

"Yeah Piccolo, are you feeling ok?" Chi-Me added in after Gohan.

For a moment, Piccolo paused. How was he supposed to answer this? He couldn't tell them about the visions, even if they were his closest friends. Then he answered, forcing a smile. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine." Piccolo lied in a stern voice. Quickly changing the subject he said more calmly. "I thought the two of you came here to work, not stand around like babies and talk sentimental rubbish all morning." Slowly he stood up.

Gohan and Chi-Me looked at each other, smiling. Then they looked back at Piccolo with a strong look of readiness on their faces.

Piccolo flexed his hands, with a smile of satisfaction across his face. Then he continued. "Alright then. If you two 'think' you are ready, let's begin." An evil smile shone on his face. Let's see if these two can break a sweat today; maybe even get my mind off the past, he thought to himself.

To be continued...