So, I finally got up and kept writing. I actually didn't intend to, because I thought almost nobody reads it. But then I got some nice clerks, and I would like to say thank you. I will try and not take so much time with the next part.


So many thanks and regards to my reviewers, especially GokusSara.


And thank you very much to Piccolo09 for reading beta * knuddelz *








"So? How's it going? Do you have the results from the laboratory?" Loraine sipped her now cold coffee and looked at her partner.


"Uh yes, wait," he leafed through his files and fished out some pieces of paper. "Well, the traces of blood that we saw came from only two people, one of whom is our Mr. X from the emergency room. Well, they are no further, they couldn't tell me anything about the craters and the bumps, but ... wait "he rummaged again" here the symbol our stranger wore on his clothes."Steve handed her a drawing." Anderson said they didn't find all of the pieces, but it should have looked something like this. "


Loraine looked at the drawing. It actually appeared to be a Japanese character, black on a white background with a circular frame. "Well, I'll take it with me, an old friend of mine can certainly do something with it."


"That's okay."


A few hours later, Loraine headed downtown to see Nick McClure, whom she knew from college. She hoped that he could help her with the find, since he spoke fluent Japanese, as he had studied mythology and history in Japan for a few years. Now she stood in the elevator and turned the drawing of Steve back and forth. She sighed. 'I doubt that and this will help, but it's worth a try.'


The elevator stopped him on the 24th floor and Loraine walked down the hall to Nick's apartment. She knocked on his door and waited a moment.

"Loraine? Come in, the door is open!"


She turned the doorknob and stepped inside. Loraine looked around briefly. "Nick? Where are you?"


"Wait, I'll be right there." A few moments later the blond man came around the corner and shook her hand. "Hey nice to see you, how are you?"


“Good, thanks.” Nick took the jacket from her and hung it on a stand.


"Do you want to have a drink?" He pointed to the small sofa in the living room.


"No thanks, I don't have much time."


"Oh, as always in the stress, eh? Well, then come straight to the point. What did you want to show me?" They went into the living room together and he sat across from her in the old armchair when she handed him the note.


He looked at it for a moment. "Where did you get that?"


"Unfortunately I can't tell you that, I'm sorry. Do you know what it means?"


"Let me think for a moment. I've seen it somewhere before, not long ago. Wait a minute, I'll take a look at my books."

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When Gohan woke up, he felt nothing. He was lying on the floor and slowly opened his eyes. Now a rhythmic hammering in his head began to shake his whole body, and SonGohan tried to get up. He pushed himself up and slid to his knees. The roar got louder, but he ignored it and stood up. But when he finally stood there swaying on shaky feet, a cruel nausea overcame him. He rolled his eyes at the taste of bile. 'Oh man, I feel like I've been hit by the train ...'. He looked around. His brother and Kurririn were still unconscious and Trunks stood a few meters away with their backs to him and was about to vomit.


At the sight he felt sick again and turned away. Then he saw Vegeta leaning against a rock next to him.


"Well? You've been thrown through quite a bit, haven't you? Wretched weaklings." SonGohan looked at Vegeta more closely, and realized that Sayjajin no Ouji was also pretty battered.He was also a little pale, but this one was a master at not showing his weaknesses, even if he didn't quite succeed this time.


"Wretched Kaioshin ..." cursed Trunks who had come to them. He too was shaky and a little shaky. He wiped his mouth briefly with the back of his hand. "He could have warned us in advance ..... then I would not have eaten." The thought of it made him sick again, but he got it under control and recovered.


Gohan wante to Vegeta again: "Do you have any idea where we are?"


"How about you take a look around yourself?" He grimaced, "We're on a sand-covered plain and the nearest town is about ten miles away," Vegeta pointed to the horizon; "as you might see back there if you opened your eyes."


SonGohan looked in the direction Vegeta had pointed. Indeed, some distance away, high-rise buildings rose to the sky."Great, if we take off immediately, we'll be there in 15 minutes ..."


"Yes, great idea, idiot !! Vegeta called sarcastically." So that every fool in this stupid dimension who is somehow able to sense auras knows immediately where we are !!! "Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest." Even if I don't think there is anyone living here who could harm us, it would be easier to go undetected if we want to find Kakarott. "


'Wretched, confident Vegeta' thought SonGohan. He hated that kind of him. But he was right. Naturally. While flying it was not possible to suppress his aura. And after all, they didn't know who would be waiting for them here.


"Oh man, ..... what was that?" Heard Gohan behind him. He turned around. SonGoten had woken up and staggered towards her, holding his head. "I feel like I've been screwed through the blender."


"Oho, already awake?" Vegeta called again with his usual undertone, but Goten ignored him and turned to his brother.

"Well? Have I missed anything yet?"


"No, but we'll head for that town over there as soon as Kuririn is awake."


“No damn it, I won't wait any longer!” Vegeta took his leather jacket from the rock and tossed it over his shoulder. “I'm going to go now, bear the bald head, but I won't spend any more time in this wasteland!” He turned and marched off without waiting for an answer. Trunk watched him go for a few minutes, then shook his head angrily, took Kuririn onto his back, and followed his father. Goten and Gohan looked at each other, and followed without another word.