*(Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, or Dragon Ball GT. All characters and places associated with the Dragon Ball series belong to their own respected creators and I have not used them to make any profit in any shape or form.)

Piccolo was meditating on the Lookout once again. He had been meditating for the past couple of hours. They had received distressing news from Namek. Their set of Dragon Balls had been stolen. From what they say some creature described as what could be called a hellish looking chameleon was knocking out the Nameks on their guard shifts to watch over the Dragon Balls. Most of them were woken up by the next shift. They had searched all over Planet Namek, but they could not find them anywhere. At this news Piccolo was very nervous. In his heart he could feel something terrible about to happen. Over the coming weeks the feeling had gotten worse and worse. Sometimes he could swear he felt a dark presence in his mind, but before he could try to focus the presence was gone. It was gnawing at the Namek for some days now.

'I just need to calm down. I won't be of any use if I am emotionally unbalanced. I just need to relax for a little bit,' Piccolo thought to himself for the hundredth time.

Suddenly he could feel something call out to him across the Universe. It felt familiar…like someone he hasn't felt in a long time. He kept a hold on it and was trying to fixate on its location. However, the person was masking himself so well that it felt like a dark cloud was hiding the person. Over the minutes he could feel the person getting stronger. He wasn't sure what it was, but in his heart he was growing more and more worried.

'What could be out there that has me on edge?' Piccolo thought to himself.

For over a day everyone sitting in the circle had been silent. Most people had adopted a meditative state. At first they had grown a bit bored after the first two hours. Cell had asked if they could at least meditate for the rest of the procedure, stating that if they cleared their minds this whole thing may actually go faster if they all are at ease. Old Kai had thought about it for two minutes till he relented.

"If it gets you all to stop grumbling and complaining at me. What is it with this generation of fighters and not having any patience?" Old Kai had asked out loud.

So for the most part everyone had adopted a meditative state; except for Bojack. To the space pirate this was absolute torture. He never sat still for long. Oh sure he had his throne back when he had his empire, but he didn't sit in it for more than a couple of hours at most. This was driving him crazy.

King Piccolo on the other hand was having fun messing with his offspring. When the Old Kai gave them permission to meditate he decided to seek him out and see if he could properly sense him for once. He made sure to mask his full presence to feel like he was just calling out to someone. Eventually after trying for an hour he finally found the location of planet Earth. It was then simple to find someone that felt akin to him. He was actually surprised by how strong Piccolo had gotten over the years. He knew of his fusion with Kami and another powerful Namek. He was quite proud of his son's strength. He could not wait to test him and see how long he would last before applying his plan to him. He smiled thinking of all the things his son would do once he was back on the proper path. For now he would just enjoy poking at his son's power making him think he was calling for help. As the hours rolled by he slowly decided to increase his power subtlety to show is son a small portion of what was to come. He could feel the boy's uneasiness and secretly relished in the panic he was causing.

"How much longer do we have till we're done?" Frieza finally asked slowly opening one eye many hours later.

"I'd say about two more hours. It's hard to estimate like I said since, I'm applying this technique to you all at once," Old Kai said from his sitting position reading his comic book.

Frieza merely grunted in acknowledgement before going back to his own meditative state.

Kibito Kai could only look on with worry. Every time he felt like he gained enough strength to try and grab Old Kai and leave the two Androids seemed to have sensed his thoughts and drained him off his energy. Each time they did he felt both of their grips tightened more every time. He had deduced that the more energy they absorbed the stronger they would become.

It was quite weird for Kibito to be staring at the wizards' though. He had killed Bibidi millions of years ago and yet here he was: floating in the circle with the others next to his son. Kibito Kai wasn't sure if this unlock technique would work on the wizards' magic. He couldn't feel it working on them as it was the others. Perhaps they just wanted to be a part of the technique to have a better understanding of what was going on.

He looked over at King Piccolo and couldn't imagine how he had recruited all of these people together. Oh sure he heard reports of them trying to escape in the past; however, he didn't even know of this demon's existence. He didn't know anything about Piccolo or his ancestry. He just thought he was one of the "Super Nameks" that the Namekian people still had. How Piccolo could have been sired by this evil creature and then turned out to be good was beyond him. Perhaps the warriors of Earth helped him see the error of his ways sort of like Vegeta or Mr. Buu. Either way he was worried. Unlike Dabura or past Demon Kings he was quite calmer than his predecessors. Most of them had been quite impatient and seemed to be very greedy. Dabura was close, but he usually jumped at the chance to try and get what he wanted. King Piccolo seemed to be calm and relaxed. Almost as if he had every possibility planned and it didn't matter to him if he lost or won at this point. One could only imagine what it was the newly crowned Demon King was planning.

For the next two hours nobody said anything. The only thing heard was the occasional page being turned of Old Kai's comic book and his laughter. Just when Cell had calculated that two hours had passed. He opened one eye to see if they were done. Old Kai was on the last page of comic book reading it for a moment before closing it. He then looked up at everyone and seemed to nod his head in everyone's direction as if counting. Finally he slowly lowered his hands.

"Well I've done all I can. You can all get up now," Old Kai said with a heavy sigh.

Slowly everyone got up and stretched their legs to get the blood pumping. Nobody said anything for a moment as they stretched their muscles and got up. Finally everyone turned to face King Piccolo who was still mediating with a grin on his face.

Piccolo was practically sweating. Whoever was out there had been driving him crazy. Every time he had tried to hone it on the signal the person seemed to mask his presence, but then come back stronger. It had been back and forth for hours. It was making him irritated at this pointless game.

'Could whoever this is, please stop this? Just tell me who you are already. This is ridiculous!' Piccolo grumbled to himself.

Suddenly his head felt like someone took a hammer and smashed him with it. He almost doubled over from the pain he felt. Just when he regained his composure he could have sworn he heard a voice from long ago repeating the first words he heard when he was still in his egg.

'Good luck my son…get revenge, destroy all my enemies!'

Piccolo's eyes snapped open and he was now confused more so than ever. Where did that come from? Why did his father's last and only words to him appear in his head? He then stood up to his full height and focused everything he had on whoever this was.

"Enough with these games! Who are you and what do you want with me?!" Piccolo shouted up to the heavens.

He was met with no answer and Piccolo then growled with rage. He was sick and tired of these games. Why were visions of his father's life haunting so much now? He rejected his father's way of life and preferred the peace of Earth then dominion over all. He had gone through his father's memories and experienced them to try and understand why there kept popping up, but they just kept coming.

He then walked inside to get himself some water before thinking of what to do next.

King Piccolo finally got after having the others wait for a minute. His son enraged that he couldn't figure out why he kept having visions of the past. If the fool was smart he would have been able to figure out that "daddy dearest" was sending these visions just to toy with his insecurities of his true heritage as a demon.

He faced the others and finally addressed them.

"Well gentlemen as promised I have fulfilled my part of the bargain. You are now free to go where you wish. I will offer you passage through the door if there is a specific planet you wish to go. Or if you would like you can stick around for a bit as I now move to crush the power of the Z-fighters and all of Otherworld," The Demon King said.

Everyone was silent for a moment till Bojack merely pointed at King Piccolo.

"Thanks for the offer, but I decline. I'm done working with you, demon. This is a warning to you. Don't send your demons off into my part of the Universe or they will be killed. Am I clear?" The space pirate told him.

King Piccolo's grin vanished and he walked over to Bojack and stood face to face with him. Despite King Piccolo being a couple of inches taller than Bojack, the space pirate held his ground.

"Are you threatening me Bojack? After all I've done for you? I've helped you escape Hell and even gave you life once more. Do I really have to put you down?" King Piccolo asked in a mocking tone.

"I don't care what you do. I don't want your merry bunch of freaks coming into my territory. I've dealt with your kind in the past. At first I actually asked them to not attack certain planets in my empire, but they never listened; as a result, I had to exterminate them. Do not send anyone over to me," Bojack said.

Bojack then turned around and flew off into space.

King Piccolo only stared at Bojack's flying form with a raised eyebrow.

"Looks like I'll have to make an appointment with him later. I'm starting to regret asking him to help us. All he did was complain and whine about how things were done. No matter he's gone and I don't need him anymore anyway," King Piccolo said out loud to himself.

"Well looks its only you four left," King Piccolo told Cell and the Cold family.

"What about the wizards and Dr. Gero?" Cell asked.

"They'll be working with me until their projects I've commissioned from them are completed. After that I will let them go off where they want to or stick around with me. It'll be their choice," King Piccolo responded.

"I'm curious though. What exactly are you planning?" Cooler asked him.

"You will have to follow me back to Hell. I'd rather not tell it in present company," King Piccolo said eyeing the Supreme Kais.

"Do you want me to exterminate them?" Cell asked.

The Demon King shook his head.

"No, I'd rather you not since I promised the younger one he'd be free for the next twenty-four hours. As for Old Kai…" King Piccolo drifted off in thought for a moment.

Kibito Kai looked more concerned for his ancestor now more than ever. The Androids' grip hadn't moved at all despite all of his efforts.

Finally King Piccolo shook his head.

"No, let him go. In fact we'll let them both go. I want them to be fully aware of what their pathetic rules have brought upon them. If we kill them now they'll just remain where they are since they are so high up in their stupid chain of command they'll just spawn back here. They don't need to go to the Check-In Station. We'll just have them be unconscious till tomorrow when the real fight begins," King Piccolo said.

"How are you going to do that?" Cell asked him.

King Piccolo only walked to Old Kai and then roughly picked him up and threw him down next to Dr. Gero and Android Nineteen.

"I want you to drain their energy until they are unconscious for a full Earth day. Can you do this?" He asked them.

Both merely nodded and placed their hands on both of their Kais'. Despite their struggles they felt getting weaker and weaker till finally they collapsed from losing so much energy. After another minute of draining they both stopped.

"Based on our calculations they should be unconscious for a full day give or take an hour," Dr. Gero said.

King Piccolo merely nodded and walked a few feet away from everyone.

"Hm…I wonder do I have to walk back to where the door was or can I summon it before me?" He asked himself.

The Demon Namek raised on arm out concentrated for a minute. Suddenly the door started to slowly appear until finally it was before them closed.

"Well I'll admit that is convenient. I'll have to remember that in the future," King Piccolo remarked to himself before stepping forward and opening the door back to the entrance in Hell. The wizards floated over while Dr. Gero and Android Nineteen walked behind him.

He held the door open for the others gesturing to it.

"Well are any of you coming?" He asked the remaining villains.

For a moment they were silent till Cell walked forward.

"If you can get me to face Son Gohan, then I suppose I'll join you for the time being," Cell said.

Frieza and Cooler walked forward. "If you can allow us to fight any of those monkeys then we too will join," They both said.

King Cold stood there with his eyes closed for a moment thinking. Finally they snapped open and he said in a low voice.

"All I want is to face that brat that killed me many years ago. Promise me his head and I will join you as well."

King Piccolo nodded. "Excellent terms. I accept them all," He said.

They walked into the door before shutting the door behind them leaving the Universe's only two people that had any inkling of what was going on unconscious.

When they walked through they saw that the demons who remained behind hadn't moved at all. They were still there numbering in the millions patiently waiting.

"My dear subjects I bring news that it was a complete and total success!" King Piccolo cried out.

There was a massive roar of excitement and some people started to push forward.

"Did I not promise you all that my goals were achievable? Did I not say that this was indeed possible? All it took was my brilliant mind, all of our resources, and patience. I want to thank you all for doing your jobs to the letter. I always reward those that serve me faithfully. And every single one of you is going to get the ultimate reward!" He cried out over the masses.

There was another deafening cheer that actually caused Cell to close his eyes, because of his superior hearing thanks to King Piccolo's and Piccolo's DNA. Dr. Gero's ultimate creation could only guess that it took years of practice on King Piccolo's part to not get a headache from all of this noise.

"Now for a one standard galactic day I give you all permission to go out into the Universe and do as you please!" He yelled. "Whether it is to cause terror in others, destroy cities, kill to your dark heart's desire, or all of the above. Then so be it! Go now and return in one day with blood and fear of your victims! Let the Universe know that we have returned once and for all!" King Piccolo cried out.

He then turned around and opened the door again. This time it was in the darkness of space.

Suddenly millions of demons filed out and went out into the stars. Endless lines of Demons were flying. Dr. Gero had stopped trying to count them all because there were so many. King Cold and his two sons were impressed by the sheer size of the Demon King's subjects. They may have had a massive intergalactic empire each with their own respective armies, but this group dwarfed theirs by a comparison of those that left Hell almost a day and half ago.

King Piccolo's eyes merely gleamed through the massive tide. Finally after waiting patiently for almost thirty years his plan was coming to fruition. He could almost taste his victory. Soon all of Otherworld would be within the palm of his hand. He took a deep breath and for once he let himself relax so he could enjoy the view.

*And I'll cut it there. I know it's shorter than the last two, but I had a day off on Wednesday because of the snow storm that hit us. By the way yes, I do enjoy having King Piccolo messing with his son. Why you may ask? Why not is the answer I'll give you. Bojack it seems has left. Don't worry he'll be back eventually. Like I said he isn't going to have a massive role in this story. He's just a minor character that'll flash in and out at times. Well hope you enjoyed. R&R please.*