a long time. The 4Starz song was replaced by a number of other fast pieces.


After almost 2 hours, Cal was soaked in sweat. Her clothes stuck to her and the sweat ran from all pores. The two strands of blue pony stuck to her face. She put everything away again and went into the private rooms. Or rather in the room. The school was one of the most expensive if you weren't so accepted here. You always shared a room with two people. More precisely. Two rooms and a bathroom. One room was the living room, the lounge. There were sofas, armchairs, desks, TVs, stereo systems, etc. There was also a fireplace. The bedrooms were about half the size of the living room.But they too were nicely decorated.


The bathroom had a shower, a bathtub and a toilet. Two mirrors, two sinks, a toilet. There were two hatches in the wall. In one you put your dirty laundry and typed something into the computer. The clothes ironed, washed and folded came out of the other hatch.


The residents themselves were responsible for the condition of the "apartments". However, they were checked regularly. You got points on everything. The more points you had, the more you could afford. The person could choose whether they wanted a new weapon or would rather learn a new technique that the other cadets could not master.


Cal sighed. Zen was a very messy creature and how often would you have received penalty points if cal hadn't built up an illusion every time and mentally manipulated the examiner a little. But she only did that in emergencies, when they hadn't come to clean up because of the training.In addition, this shouldn't happen too often, otherwise the other cadets would become suspicious and wonder why room 309 always had the most points even though they were never actually seen cleaning up !!


Cal was standing in front of a thick reinforced door, she took a card and swiped it through the scanner in the corner. A computer voice rang out: "Personality check completed, please look into the camera so that I can compare your data with those on the card!" she asked. Cal hated that. It was the eye scan. Each new candidate had to have a picture taken of his or her eye. This recording was saved and if you wanted to go somewhere you were scanned and your eyes were compared. If the data did not match, an alarm was triggered immediately. You also had your ID card. On this card was the picture of the candidate and the name. In addition, the place of origin and special features are given. Everything was on this card (if you put it into the computer) and you had access to almost everything.

There was, for example, what rank you had just reached, which attacks are typical for the fighter, which qualities he has. He was also entering the library.


Cal raised his head, the small camera above whirred softly and zoomed in on her right eye. Then she blinked briefly. You saw something glowing red on the door and at the same time you heard a sound, another sound rang out that turned red to green and the door opened with a hiss.


Then you could hear the computer voice: "Positive eye scan !! Welcome home, Deianera !!!"


"Thank you Basara !! Please tell me where Zenya is now !!" Cal asked the house computer. Every apartment had one. Her name was Basara. "Zenya, is in the canteen, should I send her a message on the pager ??" replied Basara. That was also one of the rules. Each cadet had a pager that also served as a means of communication. A small device with a display and various uses !!"" Yes, please tell her to bring me something to eat. I'm just too exhausted to mess around with these guys now !! " "As you wish......"


Cal went into the bathroom. She let water in the bathtub and poured some bath oil into it. While the tub felt slow and leisurely, she took off her clothes and put them in the laundry hatch. The program was always the same and already stored, she pressed the Enter key and it hummed briefly. The laundry has now been processed. Finally, Cal took off her silver bracelets. She released the lock. It clicked twice. The latch snapped open. She took it off and put it on the shelf in front of her mirror.


Cal studied her reflection for a moment. Then she undid her braids. Today she had once again carried it loosely to the side[and at Videl's. Just a lot longer. Also, her pony strands are just as long as the rest). With a gentle movement, her long hair fell around her head.

She had thin hair but an unusually large amount. She ran through briefly with one hand.


"You should wear your hair down more often, it suits you!" she suddenly heard Zen’s voice. Cal winced, she hadn't heard Zen at all. Slowly she turned around: "It's impractical during training, individual strands everywhere. No, the braids are better!" she said, and with these words got into the tub. She hated being watched even though she kept doing it herself.


"At least I got you to do it, that strict braid doesn't look bad, but it makes you look even colder. If your hair is like this, you at least look a little friendlier. Besides, you have such beautiful hair. Look at mine. I have thick Hair that can often hardly be tamed !! " said Zen, leaning against the door frame. "Oh yes ...... after many nights you seem like you have never seen a comb. You were only sleeping !!" Cal stated dryly and began to lather her hair.

Zen grinned broadly: "Yes, but as soon as you are confronted with water do what you should and lie perfectly!"


"Have you brought me something to eat? I'm dying of hunger ..." Cal asked and dived briefly.


She came back to the surface after a few minutes, puffing and snorting: "Should I do that ???" Zen asked unsuspectingly. "Yes, didn't Basara tell you that ??" "No, I didn't have my pager on!" "Well, it doesn't matter. I don't eat anything today. That's fine with me. I gained a kilo in the last week and how I want to stay agile! You can stuff yourself until you drop and don't gain an ounce and I just need to touch a piece of chocolate and open like a yeast loaf !! "" Yeast loops .... may I laugh ?? You're slim like anything else. Much more delicate than me ... "" Yes, but you also have wider bones than me. Still, I'm too fat. I want to try a new technique. I have to. Body, soul completely in

Be in harmony and not deviate from each other otherwise the whole thing can really backfire. "


Zen raised his eyebrows: "Sounds like a new psycho attack, am I right?" she asked.


"Yep. But it's damn heavy ......" Cal got out of the tub and wrapped himself in a large towel.


She stepped past Zen and went straight into the bedroom. There on her bed was her bedding, which she put on immediately. Finally she sat down on her bed.


Zen sat on hers too. Right on the wall.


For a long time neither of them said anything. It was dark in the room. You couldn't even see your hand in front of your eyes. Just feel the movements of the others.


Or rather, Zen knew that Cal could see them. Namely with your inner eye.


"Cal ??" "Hmm ??" "How do you imagine your later life ???" asked Zen.


She noticed something moving in the dark. It rustled. Zen knew that it was the silk cover of Cal's bed linen.

"My later life? How do you imagine yours?" came the counter-question out of the darkness.


Zen was familiar with these reactions by now. Whenever it came to something that Cal's innermost revealed, she dodged counter questions. But not this time. Not with her.


"If I'm the Guardian. Chief General, of course. Then I'll change a few things here. More girls should get the chance here. In addition, this rule with the rich will be abolished! They are all no good !! Otherwise, I would like to get married and have children." I want to be a good mother, my children should have a peaceful future and a better one than me !! And you, go ahead and say it !! "


"Children ..." one heard Cal mumble softly. There was another rustling, again silence. "Cal tell me, at least I told you too ..." urged Zen, slowly becoming impatient. "Rein your tongue, Zen !! I don't owe you an answer !!" said Cal and Zen could hear that undertone again.But she said nothing.


"But still. My future? I don't know.


I guess I'll go for it on some mission. She said thoughtfully, staring at the ceiling.


"And if you don't die? What then? Do you want to get married? Have children? What are your dreams Cal ??" "My only dream is to become Guardian and to keep the peace for the future of the galaxy .


Marry?? Good question. Maybe. But I think less. You always say I'm like an icebox yourself, which boy wants that? In addition, it must meet certain requirements. But not just from me, probably from my father too. You know I have noble blood in me. He will certainly not be satisfied with the next best ........ Children ?? Good question, next question. I wouldn't be a good mother. I am overwhelmed with children, I do not understand them, especially since I hardly understand myself. In addition, I would be afraid that their relationship would be the same as in my family. Therefore.I will be left alone. Is the best. Good night Zen !! "With these words, Cal turned around from under her blanket.


Zen knew that there was no point in asking any further. Cal had already revealed more than could be expected.


So she took off her clothes and went to sleep too.




The next day around 9:00 a.m. !! Usually the groups had to be on the training ground by 5:00 a.m. But Deianera and Zenya had special permission as the new cadets would be arriving today.


They were assigned to them as godparents. That is, they had to explain everything to the new cadets (if they were accepted) and keep themselves at their disposal.


Cal only opened his eyes after Zen. Her friend cursed loudly again