Part 2




Now she was standing here in front of her house, had been for a few minutes and the terrible images reappeared in her eyes .........


Your dragon ........


She quickly threw a few hectic looks to the side, she felt she was being watched, with a trembling hand she grabbed her key and unlocked it.


The air in her little house was terribly sticky, she immediately went to her window and opened it.


Sighing, she drew in the fresh air, and now the question kept coming up, what kind of man had that been?


But the doctor said that her memory would be fully functional again in a few days.


When she woke up in the hospital, she was asked her name, and only after some thought was she able to name him.


Yeah, it was shit to have some memory gaps all of a sudden .........


And her beloved dog still wasn't there!



Yamcha sat alone on a large rock, Pool sat next to him.


Both looked at the setting sun.


> I will ask ChiChi if she knows where she lives. She said that her neighbor can fly !! That can only be Goku! <




The next day, she looked out her window, for the next few days she was on vacation.


Since she was allegedly hit ...... That was what the stranger had told the doctors.


Understandable, that was already.


He would be put in a psychiatric hospital if he told them that her dragon had been struck by an energy ball and she had fallen off in the process.


She grinned, that would have been something.


Suddenly she heard a wistful whimper, a whimper ......


Her stomach turned, she jumped out the window (first floor) and looked ......


"Atlan?" Was the name of her dog, the name wasn't the best, but she had got it from an old woman, she was no longer able to look after the dog, she died two days later ... ...

And so she didn't want to rename him anymore.


Hesitantly she went a few steps further, another quiet whimper and then she discovered him, her poor dog was lying on the floor, completely emaciated and smeared with blood.


Weeping, she took him in her arms and lifted him with the last of her strength, which was difficult, because he weighed about 56-59 kilos, but did not look fat, that was normal for his size.


She dragged him into her house, exhausted she fetched his bowl of cold water, she lifted his head and talked to him well, but he was too weak to drink.


Sighing, she got bandages and doctored him, at some point she managed to pour him some water.


He wagged his tail weakly, she got some dog food and put it in a second bowl in front of him.


There was nothing more you could do, she knew that!


She wasn't a veterinarian, but her mother was, so she had learned a lot from her.


Totally desperate, she got his old blanket, which he always played with, and covered him up a little.

And only now did the question arise, who had done that?


Who was able to do this to an animal?


Tired, she leaned against the sofa and fell asleep a few minutes later on the floor ...............




The next morning almost everyone from the group was sitting at Son-Goku's, they had to take him somewhere else .........


ChiChi went into the kitchen, all of that stressed her out! She loved her Goku more than anything !! And now that!


“Um, ChiChi?” Yamcha had followed her into the kitchen.


"Yes?"


He asked her his question quickly, and she only thought for a moment.


"Yes, she lives near here, she's really nice! Just look at her aura, she's the only one here who still lives in this area, except us!


"Thank you, ChiChi! What would I do without you!" ChiChi laughed softly.


In the next moment he was gone.


Thoughtfully, she looked after him out of the window ........



Yamcha knocked impatiently on her front door, he just wanted to know how she is doing !!


He waited and waited until at some point the door was opened.


There she stood in front of him, with deep rings under her eyes, with greasy and stringy hair, but still she didn't look too bad.


Her eyes almost fell out when she saw him.


"Oh ...... Hello ......" She was interrupted by a pitiful growl, her dog had straightened up and hobbled next to her, he was growling loudly.


Yamcha was frightened and took a step backwards, in front of him was a black, brown Great Dane.


The mastiff was very emaciated and had some bandages.


She stroked the dog's head reassuringly, "I found him yesterday evening .......... I've been looking for him for days!"


He nodded and gave the poor animal a pitying look.


"..... I just want to know how you are? ..... I am surprised that you are ...... still alive ...."

That had been a bit insensitive, but somehow he was terribly nervous.


"Yes ......", She sighed, "a little better .........."


She asked him if he didn't want to come in, he said "yes" hesitantly and entered.


Her apartment was nicely furnished, he sat down on the pale green sofa.


She sat down on the corn-yellow armchair and said, "I wanted to thank you again!"


"That was a matter of course! But you don't have to say it, do you?"


"Okay, I'm Finola!"


"My name is Yamcha!"


Actually, she wasn't the type of woman she liked at all, but she still fascinated him.


She was about 1. 71cm tall, had brown-green eyes, short light brown hair that went up to her chin, the shorter strands up to her ears.


In her light brown hair, he could see light golden shimmering strands.


Finola gave him a good look too. He was about 1.84 years old, had black hair and a well-toned body.

Attractive black eyes ..............


She stared at his arms with great amazement, it must have taken him years to develop these muscles ......


But somehow his toned body intimidated her, she didn't know why, it was just like that ......


Since she came back from the hospital, she had become a lot more anxious and cautious ......


Before that, she had been very confident and hadn't avoided any problem.


But now...... .


The huge mastiff dragged itself to Yamcha and looked at him with sad dog eyes .....


"What's his name?"


"Atlan ....... I got it from an older woman, she had to go to the hospital and couldn't take the dog with her ....... She was too old for him anyway, she had found him as a puppy, so she gave it to me ......


2 days later she died, so I didn't rename him ........ Even if the name takes getting used to .....How old is he? Still very young, around 1-2 years old ....... "


It was good for her to talk to someone.


Most of her friends had suddenly moved far away and she wouldn't see her colleagues at work for the time being, because she had been given a vacation.


"Do you want to drink something?"


“Gladly!” “Coffee, tea, water, juice, beer?” She asked.


Actually, he would have wanted to drink beer now, but he didn't want to make the wrong impression on her, so he said, "Water!"


Finola got up and hobbled into the kitchen, looking after her with a worried expression .......


She put water on for herself, and Yamcha brought a glass of mineral water.


She quickly made her tea, she set it down on the small table, she wanted to sit on her armchair, but suddenly everything blurred in front of her eyes, just in time she clung to the arm of the sofa.


A fine blush touched her face, she didn't want the strange man to worry about her.

But she was so dizzy, worried Yamcha took her trembling hand and pulled her onto the sofa.


"Is it going again? Maybe you should take it easy!"


"Yes, it works again!"


She thought of her work, tomorrow she would have to work again, otherwise she would be out of her job.


Yamcha 's hand was still on hers, he withdrew his hand embarrassed, he did not want to believe that he wanted something from her. He was just worried about her because he was to blame for it all, that was his ball of energy!


He drained his glass in quick gulps and stood up, "I have to go now! If there is anything else I can do for you, say it!"


"Thank you, but I can cope quite well on my own!"


He nodded, went to the door and opened it briskly.


"I have to go now! I'm sorry!"


"It's okay!"


Then he was gone .........


She sat there in astonishment, why did he have to leave so suddenly?



Finola started working again, even if she was not doing so well.


Yamcha never visited her again, a strange creature named Cell had appeared !!


It sucked people out, in some cities there wasn't a single person left, only their clothes blowing through the air, it was bad and no one could stop him.


But they could, but you couldn't feel his aura that was the problem and he had already become stronger because he had already sucked up the black-haired cyborg with the name: C17 .........


Now only C18 was missing and then everything would be over ........


And poor Krillin (short note: You can also write it like that in English) .....


He seemed to have been really fascinated by this blonde cyborg .......


Well, he always had bad luck with women, he could still remember Maron very well, she had looked really very good, but she didn't seem to know what love really meant .....

Krillin knew that, so did he, didn't he?


With a depressed expression he flew to the others, from now on he would only train!


Still, he, Krillin and TenShinHan would never be able to outbid, but