Chapter 5/2 - Victory!




The sun had already set behind the horizon and an infinite number of stars shone above the palace of God when Mirai Trunks landed with Darken's lifeless body on the large forecourt. He looked back briefly when he felt the auras of his friends approaching quickly. Was I so slow? He asked himself and went cautiously towards the main entrance, where suddenly a plump figure came towards him.


"Popo," the teenager whispered softly and looked pleadingly at the black servant of God.


"God are already on the way," replied the other and motioned for the boy to enter, while he himself went out into the darkness to receive the other visitors.


Trunks continued through the archway and headed for God's great audience hall. When he stepped into the brightly lit room, he could already see the tall young Namecian in the other room, who was walking towards him with a worried face."Dende, quick!"


The newly chosen God looked at the girl's body and finally motioned for the young man to put it down on the floor. Trunks did as he was told and took a step back when he heard the sound of approaching steps behind him. Piccolo came in with flowing steps, closely followed by the other men and, a short distance away, finally Videl with Bulma and Chi-Chi, who were carrying their two youngest sleeping sons in their arms.




Everyone scraped around the body on the floor and around Dende, who leaned on his staff and frowned thoughtfully.


"Can you save her," the older Namecian asked when he noticed the thoughtful expression on his face.


"Your injury is serious," Dende whispered slowly. "The devil's spiral should actually have killed you!"


"But she's not dead," said Vegeta flatly and got a nudge in the side of his companion Bulma, who was standing next to him.

"Neither the devil's spiral nor the mountain of rubble, which weighs several tons, killed her," added Kuririn meekly and looked at the teenager at his feet.


Dende knelt and held his slender green hands over the gaping wound. The young god concentrated and slowly began to mumble to himself, while his hands suddenly began to glow. The glow wafted over the wound to finally envelop the girl's entire body, which suddenly began to move.




"Darken", Lino shouted meekly and pushed past Videl's legs to kneel down next to his girlfriend. The Saiyan's eyelids flickered and suddenly she opened her eyes. A weak moan escaped her mouth and she tried to sit up in a daze, but this failed completely and weakened she rolled onto her side and lay there. "How are you," the robot whispered worriedly and carefully stroked the girl's black, shaggy hair, who had shakily closed her eyes and wrapped her arms tightly around her bent legs.

"I'm cold," the teenager stammered softly. No sooner had these words been said than the servant of God hurried away and immediately came back with a blanket that was spread over the girl.


The young Namecian carefully grabbed Darken's shoulders and gently urged her to stand. She gave in to the request and supported by Lino and Dende, the Saiyajin finally swayed.


The blanket wrapped tightly around her shoulders and with wobbly legs she was now standing in front of the Z-fighters, who eyed her with interest.


"What's your name," Piccolo suddenly growled in his usual coarse tone.


The girl looked briefly at the stranger and frowned before slowly answering, "my name is Darken ..."


"Her name is just Darken," the little robot suddenly intervened, jumped onto the girl's shoulder and pulled a strand of her long hair so that she screamed out loud. "Ouch, Lino!That hurts!"


Piccolo frowned skeptically, but then only said, "So! Darken! A very peculiar name!"


The young woman bit her lip when she realized that her boyfriend was still tugging at her hair inconspicuously. So she replied simply, "My parents came up with the name. Not me!"


"It's mostly like that, by name," Bulma intervened suddenly, passed her sleeping son on to Vegeta, who was reluctantly holding him, and went over to Darken to lead her to a chair on which the girl sat down .








"Well, Popo! You have outdone yourself once again," Gohan pressed out while he hurriedly stuffed the prepared food into his mouth.


Everyone had taken a seat at the large round table and now, after they finally found the opportunity to do so, they enjoyed the rich and delicious dishes.


Gohan sat next to Videl and his mother.Bulma, Mirai Trunks and Vegeta had taken a seat next to Piccolo and Dende and opposite them Oolong, Pool, Yamcha and Tenchinhan were eating. Darken and Lino sat between the two Saiyajin children, who crammed the food into themselves like starving animals, while they only earned disapproving looks from their mothers.


"Man, is that delicious," said Chibi-Trunks and pushed another dough bag in one piece into his little mouth.


"That ... that ... tastes ... just ... great," Goten pressed out with his mouth full and scooped another portion of fried rice into himself.


The girl's gaze wandered back and forth between the children beside her. How can such little boys eat so much? She shook her head inwardly. How can these men cram so much into themselves anyway ???? Darken looked inconspicuously at the strangers. But then her mind slipped again on a different path.

What happened? Why had Lino so harshly prevented her from revealing her full name to these strangers? She hadn't found the way to speak to her boyfriend about it. No sooner had she recovered than she and the others had already taken her to the dining room and started eating, which, according to her sense of time, lasted at least two hours. She sighed and looked down at her plate, which still had her first serving untouched.




"Don't you want to eat that", Chibi-Trunks suddenly asked next to her and looked greedily at her food. Darken frowned and only whispered, "Your plate is still full!"


"But not much longer," came the rebellious answer of the boy, who had already pulled out his chopsticks to steal a large piece of meat from the girl. But before he could catch it with a lightning-fast movement, the teenager had already slapped him on the finger.

"Ouch," Trunks exclaimed in amazement, rubbing his aching hand. He was surprised that the girl next to him had even caught him.


"Stay on your plate, then there will be no red fins", Darken hissed and looked admonishingly into the child's steel blue eyes. But before Chibi-Trunks could strike a counterattack, the teenager rolled over and slapped Goten's hand with lightning speed, who wanted to use the distraction to refill his plate.


“Ouch!” Son-Goku's youngest son rubbed his reddening hand and a pained expression spread across his face.


"That goes for you too," snapped Darken and straightened her form, confident of victory, while the two boys beside her stared sullenly into the void.


"Like the little children," Lino whispered and shook his tinny head in resignation, while he continued to work on the battery that Popo had organized for him from somewhere.

As if the two boys had only been waiting for this exclamation, they both shot up simultaneously and with their chopsticks at the girl's plate. But to their surprise Darken got in their way again and grabbed the chopsticks with her slender fingers. The picture now presented to those present was more than funny.




The two children pulled and tugged on their chopsticks, which were held stubbornly by the teenage boy in the middle, while all three of them ranted about the other.


"If it's not quiet here, then I'll get angry," whispered Vegeta, already irritably dropping his cutlery, but Bulma's calming hand, which lay on his shoulder, prevented the Saiyajin from intervening in this argument.


The people all grinned broadly and enjoyed the spectacle that was offered to them. Only Dende didn't really know what to think of it. But when he noticed the amused grin on his fellow's face, he relaxed too and smiled shyly.

The dispute between Chibi-Trunks, Goten and Darken continued with all severity and had now degenerated so far that the children were no longer satisfied with getting to the menu with their chopsticks, but with their little hands afterwards tried to grab. Only Darken's longer arms could prevent her plate from being plundered. And there was no end to the crying of the three until Mirai Trunks finally put an end to it all.


The teenager leaned over the table and before one of the three arguing opponents could say anything else, he had grabbed Darken's plate and placed it on the table in front of him.


The boys and the girl on Mirai Trunks saw in astonishment how he pushed the tender piece of meat into his mouth without haste and chewed it with relish.


"HEY !!!!!" The three looked at each other and then the young man in front of them.


He just grinned broadly and replied shrewdly, "If three people argue, then I have a full plate!"

A moment of silence followed these words, but then everyone broke out in loud laughter that echoed into the deep night.