see." muttered Master Kaio. "Mungo, Koi-Koi, Maldi! Keep an eye on him!"


"Yes sir!" shouted the three warriors as if from one mouth and took up positions next to the sayajin.

"Hopefully you will find Vegeta soon ..." Master Kaio muttered and turned away. "I hope I can appeal to Nappa for pity ... if he even has something like that. You can't do anything by force, it wouldn't be the right way ... I want Nappa to take the curse back out of understanding ! "




"There! The old, disused factory! And the people ... what do they want in such a place? It looks like something is going to be withdrawn here that others are not allowed to know about!" muttered Trunks.


"Oh no! Do you hear that?" said Goku.


"Those animal sounds?"


"Even if it's only animal sounds, I recognize Vegeta's voice at any time! That is definitely his roar! -Come!"


Both landed on the roof of the factory building and peered inside through a broken skylight.


"There! In the cage!" called Goku.


"Oh no! What did they do to my father! What a mean! Like an animal in the zoo! And I can feel that he is suffering!"We should get in immediately and free Him! "


Trunks wanted to transform into Super Sayajin, but Goku held him back.


"Wait, Trunks! We can't just burst in and free your father! There are too many people down there, they have to go first, otherwise there will be a mass panic if Vegeta is released! He could also seriously injure someone or more if he crazy !! " noted Goku, then raised his gaze to the sky. "Oh-I can feel C 18 and Kuririn! They are on the way here!"




Both rose again and landed unseen on the other side of the factory floor. Boxes of empty tins were piled up here.


"Pooh! It stinks like old fish!" Son-Goku covered his nose.


Trunks made himself felt with a surge of energy and when Kuririn and 18C came into view, he gave signals. Shortly afterwards, the two newcomers landed.


"Hello, it's good that you are here!We may need some help. "Goku greeted his friends.


"C 18 wanted to fly back again, but I located you both here and was able to persuade her to come with me."


"Ph!" the blonde woman uttered contemptuously.


"How is it looking?" asked Kuririn.


"We found him! But he's sitting in a cage and people gawk at him in the old factory building!" Trunks growled and clenched his fists.


"Oh dear! Even Vegeta didn't deserve that!"


"I think so!" gave C 18 pointed against it.


"Don't be so heartless! -Son-Goku, what should we do?" asked the short Z-fighter.


"We must wait for a good opportunity, Kuririn! There are too many people in there right now!"


"Shit! And there are more and more!"


"Come on, let's mingle with the audience!" called Trunks.


"But we're too conspicuous like that!" said Goku and looked down at himself. In his light, casual clothes he really didn't fit with these sailors.

"Well, then we camouflage ourselves!" suggested Kuririn.




Shortly afterwards, a group of four sailors entered the area. Suddenly Kuririn stood in your way.


"This way, guys! I'll show you the best places!" he grinned and motioned the sailors to follow him.


"Have you already been inside? Is it worth looking at the beast or is it all just boiled-out swindle?"


"No no! It's real! A real monkey man from the jungle! You have never seen anything like it! - Come on!"


Kuririn tried to sound enthusiastic. And he succeeded.


"Okay, kid! Where do we have to go?"


Kuririn led the four behind a half-ruined house wall. Then suddenly one heard dull shouts and the noise of fighting. And shortly afterwards the four sailors came out from behind the wall of the house. But this time Son-Goku and his friends were tucked into the wide coats of the sailors and had their hats on. Trunks turned up the collar of his coat, Kuririn's hem dragged along the floor.And even the largest of the coats was still a little too tight for Goku. C 18 had her blond hair hidden under a peaked cap.


"Those clothes stink so badly! When do these guys wash your things!" she cursed and wrinkled her nose.


"Probably once in two months!" muttered Kuririn.


"In any case, these guys will sleep for a while now." noted Trunks.




In fact, the four sailors were lying unconscious and without coats in a dark corner behind the wall of the house.




Mauun stood in front of the entrance to the hall and collected the entrance fee.


"That is pure usury!" Kuririn growled softly, who was paying for all four.


"You will get it back later!" Trunks whispered to him. "I left my wallet at Goku's house in all the excitement!"


"Oh man! Just look at that!" said Kuririn, shaking his head when they had pushed their way forward through the crowd.They were posted in a corner to the right of the cage.


"What absurd ideas these guys come up with just to make a quick buck!" Trunks growled softly.


"Poor Vegeta ... you really don't deserve that!" Goku muttered sadly.


Trunks would have loved to jump to the front of the cage door, destroy the lock with a charge of energy, and have thrown open the door to free his father. But Vegeta would then have attacked those present out of revenge and would have seriously injured many! So Trunks had to be patient and wait, although it was very difficult for him.




Vegeta paced restlessly up and down his prison on all fours, his tail lashing back and forth nervously. The many gawking people and your talk only made him more irritable. And there was nowhere to hide from those looks and have his peace. And that was the only thing he wanted. Rest and sleep.But the babble of voices made his sensitive hearing a problem!


Again and again he suddenly hit the bars in one quick movement, struck it with his fist and let out an angry scream!


"I know you are angry, Vegeta, but have a little patience ... you will soon be free again. And you will be the same again, I promise you!" muttered Goku.




"Well, what is it? Don't you want to show us some of your great climbing skills? Come on! Hey !!" shouted one of the seamen who stood at the front and clapped his hands loudly. Two more sailors followed the first.


"Primitive assholes!" Kuririn growled softly. "They don't give him any peace at all! How long does the guy up front want to keep this mob in here? The purest-uh-torment!"




Vegeta roared aggressively and began jumping around wildly again to avoid prying eyes. With one leap he jumped against the cage bars, clung to it with hands and feet and began to dangle up and down on you like a monkey.He used his tail as a fifth hand. He now really resembled a primate in all of his behavior.


"Yes! - Finally it's on again! Jump, little one, jump!" shouted a blonde girl in a skimpy miniskirt and a wide-cut blouse.


"Wow! Take a look at that! It's really agile, the guy!" noticed one of the sailors.


"And look at those great muscles!" enthused another female viewer.


Trunks couldn't even look. What had this curse done to his proud father? Sure, he had often been quick-tempered and hard-hearted to him and his mother, but he had also had his good points and moments. Especially since his sister wasn't born, Vegeta became more and more sociable and his outbursts of anger were limited. And once he even sacrificed his life for this world! But these sailors did not know that. Any kind of distraction was fine with them, whether at the expense of others or not.



"Hey, maybe the little one wants a tasty eater?" cooed a heavily made-up bar girl and held a banana to the grate. "Look my sweetheart ..."


"Watch out, you hooker! This is not a lap dog! Get away from the bars!" warned Mauun. In the next moment Vegeta rushed to the bars, yelling and slapping the bars with his clawed hand! With a startled shriek, the delight-girl drew back and hid behind the back of a sailor.


"Huhähää! He doesn't want a banana, he eats young things like you for breakfast! That's sure an ogre! Have you seen his teeth?"


"Yes-exactly! A wild ogre from the jungle!" shouted another from the crowd.




"What a meanness! My father is not an ogre!" Trunks growled and clenched his fists.


"Take it easy, Trunks! We have to be patient a little longer!" Son-Goku whispered to him.



"What are you actually feeding this beast with?" asked one of the spectators.


"Yes-let him eat something! -Maybe blonde Lulu here!" shouted a slightly drunk seaman and took the girl by the arm.


"Let go of me, you drunk ass!" Lulu hissed and kicked the sailor in the shin. Then he let go of her again, roaring laughter grew loud.


"All right, folks, you should have your predator feeding! -Mauun!" exclaimed Sangaro.


"Do you think he eats raw fish?" the fisherman whispered to him.


"We will see!"


Mauun brought a large fish from today's catch and passed it on to Sangaro. He held him halfway through the bars.


"Well ... do you want it? You sure have a lot of bad steam! Get it!" called the showman.


In the next moment Vegeta came up, stuck his clawed fingers into the body of the fish and snatched it out of Sangaro's hand with a wild growl!Then he dragged his prey into the middle of the cage, crouched down with her, struck his teeth greedily into the prey and tore out a large chunk!


"Hohoho! Look how he cleans the fish away!" grinned one of the sailors.


In view of these disturbing remarks, Vegeta turned his back on the onlookers, growling, and then continued to eat.


"Hey! I want to see something! Turn around again!" shouted the