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Jason9000: Hello all. Here's chapter 21 ready to be dished out. Thanks for all of the reviews last chapter. I'd like to especially thank the user Super Vegatarott for that nice long review you left me. I hope your advice will help me with commas in the future. Well let's get crack on then.*

"How much longer do I have to remain here?" Piccolo asked Dr. Gero.

"Not too much longer. I just have to double check your brain activity and make sure that you didn't hurt yourself too much. That was a nasty fight you had with that other demon," Dr. Gero said looking at a screen.

"Oh please, that weakling only got a lucky shot. I had my back turned and my defenses lowered. He should be thankful I granted him a merciful death and not drag his sorry ass down to the dungeons to be tortured by Cymbal. I hear he has been dying for a new pet to play with," Piccolo said.

"Yes, yes I've heard of your older brother's insatiable appetite of torturing others." Gero said waving his hand at Piccolo "Now hold still, if you want to make it to that meeting in time," Gero told the young Namek.

Piccolo only grumbled and closed his eyes. He was contemplating why his father had called for this meeting. What purpose would he have to assemble the Colds, Cell, and everyone else? Most of the Demon populace was supposed to come back in only an hour or two. They were needed to help with the assault on the Grand Kai's planet. From what his father's spies had gathered, all of the good warriors of the dead had gathered on Grand Kai's planet. They had evacuated as much as Heaven as they could before Daimaō's forces could capture most of the populace of Heaven. Now they were all being rejudged by Piano who had taken King Yemma's position as judge of the dead after Piccolo woke up. Piccolo was hoping he could go up later to see how his brother was handling this new responsibility.

"Alright you may go and not a moment too soon. Looks like Tambourine has come to pick you up," Dr. Gero said pointing toward the door.

True enough his older brother was standing there waiting for him. He was tapping his foot and his eyebrow seemed to have risen in a questionable manner.

"Is Junior fit for duty? Father wants to see him immediately," Tambourine said.

"How many times do I have to tell you idiots? Stop calling me Junior! My name is Piccolo!" The Namek shouted at his older brother.

Tambourine only rolled his eyes at the Namek towering over him. Ever since he woke up, he was acting all high and mighty. Piccolo was fortunate that Daimaō had called for him. Otherwise Tambourine would've knocked Piccolo out again for acting like he was.

Piccolo walked over to where his cape and turban were hanging on a chair. He put them on and returned to his brother. Tambourine nodded and they began to walk to the Council room.

"So what do you think father wants this time?" Piccolo asked his older brother.

"How should I know? Shouldn't I be asking you that question? You're the one that is usually at these meetings. I'm just the guy in charge of the reconnaissance team," Tambourine snapped at him.

"Geez someone's cranky. Does father not allow you and your men to rest? I told him that he won't find much information on our enemies if you and your soldiers are tired," Piccolo said shaking his head.

"You know how he is, he usually thinks he has every possible variable planned out and then someone thinks of something totally unexpected and he's sputtering over it," Tambourine said.

"Between you and me that was the reason for his death at the hands of Son Goku all those years ago. He thought he had him cornered with breaking one arm and two of his legs, but forgot to break the other one," Piccolo told him in a hushed whisper.

"Keep your voice down. You of all people should know that he and Cell can hear you almost anywhere in here," Tambourine told his younger sibling.

Piccolo rolled his eyes. "Oh please, why do you think he has me and Piano giving him advice? I suppose that explains where we get our overconfidence from," Piccolo responded back to his brother.

Finally they arrived outside the council door. Piccolo nodded to his brother and entered.

*Twenty minutes earlier*

Daimaō had called the others in early before his son had appeared. He had wanted to have the wizards implant a second set of memories into their minds.

"Do we honestly have to do this? Most of us hate Piccolo. We're most likely not going to have anything to do with him. He'll be lucky if we actually talk to him." Frieza told him.

"Yes, I don't want any of us to accidentally say something that contradicts a memory that Dr. Gero implanted into his mind. I'd rather not have to go through that operation again. I had to sleep for almost two nights to recover my battle with Kami and Nail. Also be sure to call me Daimaō from now on. I'd rather not him be confused to whom you're referring too when you speak our name," Daimaō told the frost prince.

Frieza merely grunted and waited as Babidi and his father were implementing the second set of memories into his brother. So far Cell and King Cold had the second set implemented in their minds. Surprisingly Cell had the process done the fastest. This was most likely due to his super enhanced brain that he had. He always boasted that his brain was better made to adapt to different stimuli and his claim seemed to ring true.

Finally Frieza was presented with his own set of memories. It was a little confusing at first, but after sorting through them he was able to discern which he had to rely on when speaking with Piccolo. To Piccolo's knowledge he had only met Frieza some months ago after he had received his father's invitation for joining him in his scheme. This was going to be difficult for both Frieza and Cell since Piccolo had caused them much trouble when they met and clashed with each other.

Suddenly the door opened and Piccolo walked in. He looked at everyone nodding at each other of them before standing near his father. He stood behind the chair that Bojack had occupied previously. He sat between Cold and Babidi.

"Good day to you all. I've called you in here, because we have a problem that is currently going to get worse if we do not address it," Daimaō told everyone.

"What is it? Are those pesky Earthlings outside your doors?" Frieza asked him.

"No, but this does affects your family Frieza. I just got this from my spies in the mortal Universe," Daimaō told him.

He nodded to Bibidi and the lights dimmed. A screen projector appeared out of nowhere and it started to flicker for a moment. Suddenly it showed a city on some distant planet which was in ruins. There were soldiers wearing the signature armor of the Cold Empire running backwards, they seemed to be retreating.

Suddenly Zarbon and Dodoria appeared onscreen and were firing energy blasts ahead of him.

"Lord Frieza, we need help! We're being attacked by that space pirate that Cell kept trying to challenge. The Ginyu Force and Armored Squadron are trying their best, but they can't match his new-found strength!" Zarbon shouted at the camera.

Suddenly an explosion was heard and Bojack was heard laughing.

"Come on worms! You're supposed to be the best of the Cold Empire. Show me what you got!" The Space Pirate shouted toward Zarbon. Suddenly Neiz was seen slamming into Zarbon and Dore hit Dodoria before the transmission was lost and the feed was cut.

For a moment nobody said anything. Finally everyone heard King Cold take a deep breath.

"I always knew that space pirate would cause trouble. Once I saw him here and we were all revived, I knew a clash between us was inevitable. From the history books that are on our capital planet, my ancestor's empire took place over Bojack's after he was imprisoned by the Kai's," King Cold said.

Daimaō massaged his forehead. "I knew I shouldn't have recruited him. Had I known the trouble he was going to cause us, I wouldn't have let him join in our cause. All he did was complain and question my actions more so than the rest of you," The Demon King said.

"So what do you want? I don't think it should take many of us to take him down. Even after we all have received such strength, I think it'll take two of us at most to take him down," Cooler said.

"I'll gladly go and put that stupid green ogre in his place. I doubt he'll be a match for me now," Cell said smirking.

Before Daimaō could say anything another voice sprang up.

"Allow me to do it my lord; I haven't had much do since you took over the Demon Realm," Piccolo said.

Everyone turned to look at the younger Namek. Frieza, Cell, and Babidi were trying not to look like they wanted to tear him to shreds. Cooler and Cold on the other hand looked surprised that the Namek wanted to go.

"I do not think this is wise Junior, unlike the rest of us you've never received Elder Kai's power boost, or at the least the power boost that Babidi can do himself. I do not think you are ready for such a challenge," Daimaō told his offspring.

Piccolo's eyes hardened for a moment, whether it was because of his father's nickname for him, or for being called weak no one could tell.

"Permission to speak freely sire?" Piccolo asked his elder.

Daimaō nodded at his offspring allowing him to continue.

"As I have mentioned earlier, I prefer to train my way to the top instead of having someone do it the easy way for me. However, since these circumstances are dire and could potentially ruin everything, I am willing to put my pride down to help finish your plan," Piccolo said.

"This situation doesn't seem as terrible as you make it sound. I think you are overreacting a little," Cooler told him.

"Am I? Well then think about this. What if he goes to Earth and tells everyone about what we're doing? What if he sides with the Earthlings for now, telling them about the door, and all of the information he's gathered here for the past six months and tries to seek pardon? Or what if we do defeat the Earthlings, but then comes in ready to tear us apart when we could be exhausted from our battles. I for one do not wish to have that overgrown, drunken, space pirate forcing me to call him my master," Piccolo responded back.

Everyone took a moment to think over what he said. Perhaps Piccolo was right. What if Bojack does tell the Z-fighters everything he learned? That could be very problematic in the long run.

"Very well, what do you require to take out Bojack?" Daimaō asked him.

"I want at least for Babidi to perform his power up boost on me. I believe that should give me a much better chance at fighting him. I'd rather not have all my power be pre-released before I am ready," Piccolo told him.

"Very well, but be warned Babidi. If I find out you made him one of your soldiers I will personally feed you to one of my various pets I have in my basement. Do I make myself clear?" Daimaō told the youngest wizard.

The wizard looked started at being threatened for a moment till he nodded his head in a disgruntled manner.

"Also if I have your stupid M insignia on my forehead, I'll cut you in half and then let my father have his way with you. Understood?" Piccolo growled at the wizard.

Babidi began sweating since he was having a small flashback to when Piccolo used only one of his hands to cut his body in half without even the slightest bit of Ki. He may have struggled for a bit with the barrier, but that didn't seem to stop him.

"Very well, I can get started as soon as you're ready. Meet me outside near the castle gates when this is done," Babidi said sighing.

"Good, well with that taken care of, this meeting is adjourned. Before you set out Piccolo there are two things I want to discuss with you," Daimaō told his son.

The others then nodded and filed out. Piccolo waited for the room to empty before going to stand before his father.

He proceeded to get down on knee and bowed deeply before his father. Normally he hated doing this, but since his father was now officially the new Demon King it was standard protocol when summoned to see him personally.

"Rise my son and follow me," Daimaō told his son.

Together they both walked out of the Council Room and went in the opposite direction of everyone else. They went to the throne room and Daimaō took his seat on the throne with Piccolo standing before him.

For a while nothing was said as father and son both stared at each other as if measuring each other up.

"That must've been hard for you to do Junior. I thought you hated taking the easy way out to increase your strength?" The Demon King asked, finally breaking the silence.

"I do, but as I said before, these are not normal circumstances. I won't have your hard work be destroyed, because of some addle brained space pirate that whines whenever he doesn't get what he wants," Piccolo told him while folding his arms.

"Very well if you're sure then you're up to the task then. I want you to leave in an hour. I should have Bojack's location pinpointed by then. Once he's on a planet that you can breathe on, I want you to take him down. Do you understand?" Daimaō asked.

Piccolo nodded and turned to go, but his father held his hand up.

"Hold it, there are two more conditions that I want you to follow. The first one is that I want you bring him to me alive. I want him to suffer before he dies. The body of a living soul feels more pain then a dead one. Also if you can't beat him physically, I want you to trap him in this," Daimaō said reaching into his pocket to retrieve something.

He brought out a bottle with a cork on it. Piccolo stared at it for a moment till he recognized it. His hands tightened and his teeth clenched in an angry manner. His whole body shook in a combination of anger and shock.

"You want me to use the Evil Containment Wave on him? Isn't that the same move that locked you up for a couple of hundred years? You know that move was made for our kind only," Piccolo said glaring at the bottle.

The Demon King shook his head. "Not necessarily since you used it against Kami and it locked him up no problem. My theory is that it can be used to imprison anybody no matter who they are. Remember Bojack doesn't know of this move specifically so this gives you an advantage," Daimaō told his son.

Piccolo nodded at his father's reasoning and took the bottle. He was careful not to accidentally smudge the marking on the bottle otherwise it would be useless.

He placed the bottle in his own pocket and then left to the door. He opened it, but his father's voice called out to him.

"Oh, and Junior one more thing, if you fail don't bother coming back here," Daimaō told his son in a threatening tone.

"Don't worry my liege, for some reason I see this as an opportunity to redeem myself in your eyes. I've had this strange feeling that I've failed you for quite some time so this is my chance to make up for that. I promise you, I won't let you down again," Piccolo said with full determination in his voice. He closed the door behind him and went to go find Babidi.

Daimaō smiled at his son's words. With that comment it meant that the operation was a success. He had told Gero to implant "suggestions" that his son's mind would construct. Daimaō was no fool. He didn't trust Junior quite yet. Just because he had a different set of memories doesn't mean he was "fixed". If his son could actually defeat Bojack then Daimaō may begin to trust him.

'You still have quite a ways to go Junior, before you can gain my trust. If you succeed in this task then you will have passed your first test. I'm so close to victory my hand is just about to reach it. After Goku and his friends have been dealt with I'm going to destroy the Earth myself. Only when their beloved planet is nothing more than pile of debris and their loved ones are being tortured by my faithful followers, then will I allow them to succumb to oblivion,' Daimaō thought to himself.

He walked out and opened the door. He looked at the two guards standing attentively ahead.

"Make sure I am not disturbed for one hour. Only call for me if you have Bojack's position or we are under attack. Do I make myself clear?" The Demon King said to the guards.

Both of them bowed to their lord and answered with a loud "Yes sir!" before Daimaō walked back into the throne room shutting the door behind him.

*Jason9000: I'll cut it there. Looks like Piccolo is going against the space pirate Bojack. Will he be up to the challenge? Or will he be utterly crushed by the pirate's newfound power? Now I need to get back on Raging Blast 2 and play as Bojack for a bit so I can remember his moves and how they work. In my opinion Piccolo seems to be the guy that would rather train to get to the top than to accept a power boost by anyone unless the situation is dire. Well that's all for now. I hope you all have a great Memorial Day and if you don't have Memorial Day this Monday then have a great Monday.*