steeply and whizzed away through the air!




Only a few moments later Vegeta left this planet again with his space capsule. Fortunately, no ships were chasing him.


When he tried to lean back in his seat, he jerked back with a cry. He felt his left shoulder and noticed that there was something in her! With a jerk he pulled the foreign body out and looked at it.


"A Kaikh dagger! This weapon, thrown correctly, even pierces armor!" he growled and sniffed the bloody blade for a moment. "Lucky! It is not poisoned!" The Sayajin threw the blade into the air and destroyed it with a well-dosed energy ball.

The dagger only had a small, narrow blade and so the wound was not too bad. Vegeta tucked a cloth soaked in a disinfectant solution under his combat suit at the injured area, the wound would close again quickly.


"Father ... it is unbelievable what these dogs have done to you! -Cursed you forever, Dodoria! -But I promise you, father, that I will restore your tainted honor!"




The sun was just setting over the western capital when Vegeta landed again on the large meadow at home in front of the Briefs family home.


Bulma looked up from your work and was about to go to meet your partner when she saw him hurrying past the window of your study, in front of her he was holding something misshapen, white in his hand.


"Vegeta?"


When Bulma reached the corridor, however, he was already upstairs, she only heard. how he slammed the door to his room.


"Well so what!He didn't even greet me! "She mumbled and climbed the stairs. As she walked down the hall, she suddenly heard strange noises. At first she thought of a dog howling outside, but then she noticed that it was from Vegeta's room came! High, plaintive noises, like those of a tortured animal!


"What the hell is he doing in there?" she thought and listened. At first she hesitated to enter, but then she couldn't take it any longer. She was worried.


So she opened the door and looked inside.


Vegeta was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the floor of his room, in front of him he had spread a white cloth on which there were a number of things, but Bulma paid no more attention because her gaze was immediately drawn to the Sayajin.


Vegeta had thrown his head back, his right fist was clutching a small knife. His blue combat suit hung only in tatters on his body, there was a deep cut across his chest, blood oozed from the fresh wound he had inflicted on himself, the bloody blade proved that.And the sayajin uttered a whole litany of plaintive noises!


"Vegeta! What on earth are you doing ?!" Shouted Bulma in horror and rushed into the room.


Suddenly your partner's head jerked back and in your direction.


"GET OUT !!" he said through bared teeth. "And never dare to disturb me in a ritual again!"


Bulma had stopped dead in place. When she saw that he was even aiming the knife at her, she rushed out of the room and slammed the door behind her!


She stopped panting and tried to calm herself down from the horror. What kind of terrible ritual was that? What happened during his journey in space? Vegeta was changed again now. All his ferocity and his aggressive anger seemed to have returned and were now discharged in this absurd act that he called ritual.




It was getting dark outside. Bulma had decided to keep watch in front of the door.At some point Vegeta had to calm down again. After a while, Mrs. Briefs came upstairs.


"Dear me! What kind of noise is that? Is there a dog locked up here somewhere?" called her.


"This is Vegeta, mother."


"What? But what's he got? Why is he screaming like a wild animal?"


"He's not addressable now! I've already tried! We just have to wait! He said it was a ritual!"


"Dear me! It's going to be a sleepless night!"




In fact, Bulma crouched in the hallway next to the door of Vegeta's room the whole night and listened to the plaintive howls and screams that sent chills down her spine. What was wrong with Vegeta? She had never seen him like this before. But then she remembered that she had once read in a book about indigenous peoples that there were in other countries peoples who, when they mourn a deceased, also complained loudly and even inflicted injuries! Did Vegeta mourn too?But about who? "




Finally, towards morning, the noise ceased.


Bulma startled from her doze when she heard the door next to her open. She got up and saw Vegeta stagger out of the room. His face was drawn from exhaustion and his whole body was covered with bruises and wounds, large and small.


"Vegeta! Oh no! What have you done to yourself!" she called and supported him.


"It had to be. This is the only way my father can ... move into Alpnoi's realm ..." he croaked.


"Your father? But ... he's been dead for many years!"


"I'll ... explain it to you ... later ..."


"It's okay. Forgive me, I didn't mean to be disrespectful earlier. But when I saw you with the knife in your hand, I thought ..."


"I also have to apologize. I should have informed you before the beginning. But I was so beside myself what was done to my father that I didn't even think about it anymore!"


"Are all of your rituals so bloody?Your screaming almost tore my heart apart! "


"I didn't mean to ... frighten you ... forgive ..."


"Come into the kitchen with me first. I have something that will get you back on your feet a little."




"Do you feel better already?" asked Bulma.


"Yes, this energy drink built me ​​up a bit again. It doesn't seem like a magic bean, but at least I don't feel so drained anymore." muttered Vegeta. He crouched across from Bulma in the large, round, recessed tub, while she carefully cleaned him with a sponge.


"What kind of things are you doing ... your whole body is already covered with scars!"


"A warrior's lot." Vegeta just said. "Did you watch by my door all night?"


Bulma nodded and looked into his eyes, from which all aggressiveness had now disappeared again.


"You are trying very hard because of me." remarked the sayajin.


"Isn't it worth all the effort for someone to love?"

Vegeta stroked his partner's cheeks lovingly and then he tried for the first time to kiss her gently on the mouth. However, his pointed nose seemed to be a bit in the way.


"Have courage." Bulma smiled and on the fourth attempt he made it when he cocked his head.


"I'm sorry, being gentle is not one of my strengths."


"That is still to come."




After Bulma had treated Vegeta's wounds, she returned to his room with him.


"I hope your mother won't come over now!" he growled and wrapped his bathrobe, which was one size too big, tighter around his body.


"Don't panic! We're already there." Bulma reassured him.


Vegeta slipped through the door first, then his partner followed. The white cloth was still spread out on the floor, only it was now covered with splatters of blood. Bulma swallowed her rising disgust and walked closer.

"There-that's a skull!" she swallowed as she took a closer look at the objects on the cloth.


Vegeta nodded and crouched back on the floor in front of the cloth.


"These are my father's remains." he said flatly.


"Dear me! Where did you find her?"


"Sit down. I'll tell you."


Bulma took a seat next to him on the carpet and tried not to look at the skull, but to pay attention to Vegeta's face.


The sayajin now gave a brief account of the events on Gooma.


"So that's how it was. How awful! -May I?" she asked when he had finished and pointed to the skull.


Vegeta nodded once silently.


It took some effort, but then Bulma grabbed the skull, which had some bloody handprints on it. She saw something above the eye sockets. A small, circular hole.


"This looks like something burned through the top of his skull.Do you see the fine scorch marks around the hole? It looks like death came quickly and surprisingly for your father, "she stated like a crime suite." Perhaps it comforts you that he didn't have to suffer. "


"That was Freezer with his devastating beam! It penetrates everything! That's exactly how he killed me on Namek before I was resuscitated by the Dragonballs."


Bulma slowly put her skull back.


"She wasn't afraid to pick up her skull. And she shows understanding for what I am doing. Bulma is really worth being my companion." Vegeta thought, not without pride, then he explained: "The mourning ritual was the first stage so that my father's soul can finally enter Alpnoi's realm!"


"Is that something like the underworld?"


"It is an old Sayajin legend. Alpnoi is the queen of the Khi`jalla, the realm of the dead, into which all fallen Sayajin warriors, regardless of whether they are upper or lower classes, come, as long as the correct mourning and burial ritual is carried out.You can sit there at Queen Alpnoi's table and enjoy all the joys and pleasures of the afterlife! "


"I understand. And you want to make this possible for your father as well."


"Yes. I couldn't do it before because the dead body or at least parts of it have to be given over to the fire! Another important point. That is why it is not possible for every Sayajin to get there. But many warriors have always dreamed of it. But with After the destruction of my homeworld, my father will probably be the last one who will find the way into your kingdom .... "


"And what is that there?"


Bulma indicated the medallion.


"This was the royal seal of our empire! The eye of Sayan. It belonged to my father and