Author's Notes

Hi, thanks for picking my story to read :D hope you'll enjoy the Journey as much as I did writing it, I opted to use a mix of Piccolo's more theatrical personality he had in OG Dragon ball and the Stern coolness we know him today

Prologue

There he was, Raditz, the proclaimed brother of Goku, laying on his stomach with a gaping hole on his chest and armor fragmented on that area, on the ground that was defaced by the battle efforts of both Piccolo and Goku, he was menacingly, as menacingly as a dying guy can, eyeing up the Namekian who was staring down at him.

Piccolo was feeling elated, the scuffle still fresh on his mind, adrenaline coursing through his veins, he has spent 5 years in complete isolation with only his mission and second hand hate to keep him going, training day in and day out honing his skills and perfecting a technique a certain technique, which had served him well today, he has won, not only towards this unwelcomed Saiyan intruder but towards his Sire's nemesis as well, Goku, who willingly sacrificed himself, holding Raditz in place so the Special beam cannon can hit, his mind briefly pondered on the latter

Shouldn't he be feeling ecstatic? Aside from the 'battle high', he was feeling now, or at the very least content, that finally the day he was preparing for was finally over

Goku was dead

He did not want to sour his mood at this moment, with this uneasiness and poured his attention back at the man glaring up at him, in juxtapose to whatever he was feeling towards Goku's death, he was feeling mirth towards his victory over this other Saiyan

Aged and forced to mature beyond his years, Ma junior didn't have many opportunity to act his age, in this very rare instance he let his youth get the best of him, he felt like teasing his already downed opponent and allowed some information to slip against his, often tactical, better judgement

" Goku can be revived by using the dragon balls " he informed, eyes locked with the spiky long hair guy, making sure he was paying attention, he wanted to boast, he wanted to make sure this guy knows that he didn't get any " win" in there clash, he didn't think about what he should feel now that he got reminded Goku can be revived, but that's not important right now

Raditz cough before letting out a strained laugh "There will be two more Saiyans, more powerful than me, coming here in a year's time to avenge me, everything that transpired here has been passed on to them " he countered, each word spat out with great difficulty and more haggard coughs nestled in between, the Saiyan managed to complete his sentence before biting the dust

Piccolo narrowed his eyes, face impassive, glancing around looking at Goku, back at Raditz, then to the unconscious infant who surprisingly aided the two in defeating the invader, the sky was light blue with clouds spread thin across it, the atmosphere felt peaceful, as if a death match didn't just occur, it felt odd, the aftermath shouldn't be like this, unbeknown to him he had a habit of being theatrical, another scarce evidence of his young age, in addition he was also a perfectionist, hence the scenery not matching with the mood made him more discontent once the 'battle high' has already left him.

Moments passed, he heard a helicopter like vehicle making its way towards his location and landing near, it's occupants, Bulma, Krillin, and Master Roshi got off and cautiously approached, Piccolo not really a person who engages in malarkey, just went ahead and sternly told them the events that happened, his version was short, precise and did not lack any necessary information, the people on the other end of this one sided conversation did not take well all the data and detail unloaded upon them, their faces expressing horror and dread

"I have a favor to ask, I'll be 'borrowing' this boy here, he has power and potential and with the right training, he will be a key in winning against those Saiyans" he stated, the group wanted to protest but non really has the strength to stop him

"We will see you guys in a year" Piccolo powered up just enough to blast off, ending the conversation on his terms