There he sat under a tree in his usual meditating stance. Meditating was his most eager past time, because then he wouldn't have to face or think about death or suffering, but think about the pleasant memories he had… though he had very few… but today was different. Piccolo had something else on his mind that made him unable to focus.

I looked like an idiot today! I didn't even do anything… what is my purpose? As the years pass by, although I get stronger, I seem to become more and more useless to my companions. I'm no help anymore; I just wish I could find more purpose in my life… I wish-

A loud thud snapped Piccolo out of his thoughts, and he stood up and looked around. Out of the bushes emerged a rather small figure, wearing something like a motorcycle helmet; a helmet that hid their face. They wore a baggy, full black outfit. Piccolo stood in front of the figure. "Listen punk, I hate being interrupted, I'll give you 3 seconds to leave". The person- or whatever it was didn't budge. Piccolo became annoyed, "three…two…o-"With one swift move Piccolo was knocked to the ground with a fast kick. Piccolo became furious. I don't know who the hell this guy is, but he's asking for it.

"That's it! You're dead!" Piccolo charged at the person and they fought for a couple good minutes until Piccolo got the upper hand when he punched his opponent in the face and off a cliff that lead to a stream. "Never get me angry". Piccolo turned around and began to walk back to the tree.

"Help! Help!" Piccolo heard a faint voice calling, but where was it coming from?

"Help! Someone!" It was coming from the other side of the cliff. Piccolo quickly flew off to the source of the voice.

There, the person who he just threw off the cliff was hanging off of a tree branch.

What an idiot! Does he really expect me to help him? Ha! Some kind of man he is.

"Hey dumbass! No one's gonna help you so might as well stop trying!" Piccolo kicked a rather big rock at the person cracking the helmet…

Crash

The face protector broke revealing the person's face…

Oh crap, now I've done it.

The person he just threw off a cliff was… a girl.

As her helmet broke she lost her grip of the branch and started to go downstream with the current.

"Help! Please!"

Normally, Piccolo wouldn't help a person who would attack him, but she was different-she was a girl. Ever since he met Goku and the others he was taught not to hit girls, so he found it upon himself to rescue her.

Piccolo, sometimes, I wish you never changed.

With a sigh Piccolo dove down the cliff and retrieved the girl, throwing her over his shoulder. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let out a sigh of relief.

Gently, Piccolo landed to where he was before, just in front of the tree. He went to put the girl down but then stopped when she yelled. "No don't! I can't stand up". It turns out that the girl had hit her ankle pretty bad as she was falling and twisted it. Piccolo was easily annoyed by the word 'can't' it was a word that showed lack of hope. "Shutup and just try it, you won't die" he frowned. "Don't expect me to carry you on my back forever". The girl looked at him with such a weird look, it was a mix between the kind of face you make when someone really pisses you off, and when you feel absolutely down. It was weird but, this face scared Piccolo and his frown disappeared.

"Just because I'm a girl it doesn't mean I'm pathetic, and if I have to prove it to you then fine". She released her grip from Piccolo's neck and tried to make her way to the ground. Piccolo grabbed the back of her collar and held her up. "Don't! You'll hurt your ankle if you do that!" The girl began to squirm. "You just said I wouldn't die remember?"

"But you said you couldn't stand!" "I'm just doing what you want me to do!"

This girl is pissing me off! Maybe I shouldn't have saved her.

"There's no sense in arguing with me, you're just going to lose". Piccolo slowly carried the girl to the ground and leaned her against the tree. "Here let me see it". Her ankle was completely swollen. "It's pretty bad, so I'm gonna put something there so it won't hurt". The Namek stood up and broke a branch of the tree and used it to make a splint on her ankle. "I better not hear you whine about it anymore". Piccolo turned his back to her.

A few moments later he felt a tug on his cape, it was the girl. "Thanks. It was really kind of you to help me even though I—"

"Ttried to kill me? Sucker kicked me? Well I may be an asshole but despite what you and everyone else thinks, I do have a conscience". The girl was a bit shocked at how he snapped at her but remained calm none the less. Once again he turned his back to her and looked at the sky, it was dark now. "I'm Etomi by the way, and you are?" Piccolo turned around, his face had an annoyed kind of expression. "Piccolo". Etomi smiled.

Etomi was a very pretty girl, even Piccolo noticed it. She had long dark black hair, a very fair skin complexion, a slender body, and the most beautiful part; big and bold beautiful eyes. Eyes that didn't only look at Piccolo but seemed to smile at him.

Hm I bet Goku would use the phrase "hot" to describe her… ha humans.