I'm really so sorry that this part took so long! Especially since I made a big noise that nobody reads my FFs. But that's not the case, thanks to Dende! So, again, many, many thanks for your comments on my FFs and a thank you to everyone (especially to Silver_Sajajin, Roxanne, Bulma2oo2 and DBZ4ever, thank you! I can smile again) who responded to my question!


So, enough of the many words and have fun!








An icy smile appeared on his face when he saw Father. Only later, much later, should I find out why. This blue haired guy should add a lot to the drama of our family life.


He was wearing a black, elastic suit through which one could clearly see his muscles. He had no weapons with him and yet he and his men seemed pretty confident of victory.


Suddenly he began to float again, so high that he could look father in the eye.

Up to now nobody had said anything, nobody dared to make a peep. Two of his warriors had taken off all our guards in the meantime.


Minutes must have passed, or at least it felt like it to me, father and this stranger, still smiling, stared at each other unchanged. "What do you want here, who are you anyway and who gave you the right to kill our paramedics ?!" it suddenly came from my left. Avakuss couldn't keep his mouth shut, he was too angry. His uncontrollable anger had caused him a lot of trouble many times.


The stranger did not look at him, he still looked father deeply in the eye. “You should teach your son better manners, on the other hand they wouldn't help him now either.” With these words he raised his hand, a small ball formed from which alternately small lightning bolts shot out. I only saw a small ray of light and a few seconds later I heard my brother cry out.I turned to the side and saw him lying on the floor, blood pouring out of a wound in his stomach, he didn't move anymore. There was no sound to be heard from him, not even a whimper. His sword had fallen from its scabbard and was lying next to him. He stared at it with wide eyes. Then I looked at father again, I was hoping for an explanation from him, anything, just an "everything will be fine". But nothing came. He just looked at Avakuss, his eyes were blank. There was nothing left of my father in him, it was as if his soul had been stolen from him.


At that moment I felt it for the first time. A tremendous strength awoke in me, the blood in my veins began to boil, my muscles tensed. Not out of anger that my brother was just killed by this man, not out of desperation because my father didn't seem to care what was happening here. But out of the deepest hatred. Hatred of this man who dared to come to Avalon with an army, darken our suns, and dared to kill some of our own.That couldn't go unpunished! I wanted revenge, sweet, never-ending, limitless revenge!


"Taro, Breda, Aridon and Mier, you are first wiping out all life on this wretched planet! Start with the morons who went south when it got dark! Oh and you Zema, bring the king of the weaklings to our spaceship! ”He pointed to father. "You others can also go back to the spaceship after you've looted the houses and the castle!"


It was enough, that was too much, I grabbed Avakuss`s sword and attacked the blue-haired man with it, no matter that I had never had a sword in my hand before. My hatred and anger led it to me and made it feel as light as a feather. Still, I missed my goal by miles every time. The blue-haired man seemed to enjoy seeing me like that. Again and again I pushed and hit, but it was no use, he was too fast for me.The smile on his face became more and more of a grin. That made me angrier and my hatred of him. Suddenly it disappeared before my eyes and I felt a hard blow on my neck. Then my eyes went black.


"Grumble!" one suddenly heard Ava's telling interruption. "Oh! My Dende how embarrassing! You are sure to be hungry, I'll see what's left of lunch." (Something left? Bulma you have probably forgotten, Vegeta and Trunks live here! Tz! Be the joke of the year!)


With that, Bulma got up from the bed and headed for the kitchen.


"Are your wounds still painful?" Trunks broke the awkward silence that had followed Bulma's disappearance. “It's okay.” Ava looked at her bandaged leg, which was peeking out from under the covers. "You know what, I'll get you a magic bean. It will get you back on your feet in no time!Man I didn't think of it before! "Ava looked at him in horror." Magical, eh? You're not a sorcerer, or a sorcerer, or something? Or? " "Eh, no! We are not. But there is someone here, by that I mean on this planet, who makes beans that heal all wounds and give you new strength. Magic beans. I'll be on my way right away, I'll be back in ten minutes! "With that he went to the window and opened it, then turned back to Ava and smiled at her. Ava watched Trunks in disbelief as he swung himself out of the window and disappeared into the darkness of the night.


"Since when have humans been able to fly? And what is the point of these magical things?" she muttered to herself. "So, here you have the best food in the world! It's from my mother." Bulma had come back into the room with a huge tray in her arms, on which a plate of tomato soup, some bread, meat with potatoes, a salad and a glass of cola stood.“I hope you like it.” With these words she put the tray down on Ava's lap. Ava's eyes began to light up when she saw the many delicacies that stood in front of her. "I, um ... Thank you very much!" she got out just before she started to eat. Although she hadn't eaten for days, she was able to control herself and ate, as it should be for a princess, with a knife and fork. She really had to pull herself together that she didn't start to swallow. "Where's the Trunks anyway? Why did he leave you alone?" "I think he's going to get Mägische potatoes, with which my wounds can be healed faster." Ava was able to tear herself away from the delicacies for a brief moment to answer Bulma. But then went back to her meal. "Magic potatoes? Oh, you mean magic beans! Sure, why didn't we think of that before?" During the last sentence, Bulma demonstratively put her hand to her head."He's certainly flown," Ava nodded, chewing. Her cheeks turned slightly red and she was visibly uncomfortable with how hungry she was. Only now did Bulma notice how her guest had to pull himself together not to gobble down the food. "Poor thing! She must be almost starved! And the way she looks, quirks and scratches everywhere. And then her tattered clothes." Bulma thought as she looked at Ava from behind. "I'll get you some of my old clothes! They should fit you, I think we're the same size." Again Bulma disappeared from the room and left Ava alone.




In the meantime at the quince tower:


Trunks had just landed on the tower and was looking for Master Quince. "Master Quince? Master Quince! Where are you? Come on out, I need a magic bean!" It was quite dark on the tower, (Oh only on the tower?) So he saw almost nothing. "What ... Yawn! Do you want to be here? He suddenly heard a well-known voice say behind him.In a flash he turned around and recognized the shape of an old friend. "Ah! Yajirobi! Nice to see you again! (How can you see him, isn't it pitch dark ?!) I want to see Master Quince because I need a magic bean! Where is he?" Bed, of course. He's not the youngest anymore! But so that you don't keep me from sleeping any longer, I'll give you one. And then you disappear again! After all, I also need my rest! "Slowly, very slowly Yajirobi walked up to a clay jug and took out some beans. “Here, so that you don't come back tomorrow and keep me from sleeping!” He handed him a small leather bag with a handful of beans in it. "Thank you very much, Yajirobi! And sorry for keeping you from sleeping! See you sometime!" Trunks disappeared again into the darkness of the night and heard another "Yes, yes, just hopefully not so soon!"


From a distance he could see the brightly lit Capsule Corp. detect.The light was so bright that it blinded him and he almost flew against the wall and not through the window. “Trunks!” Bulma had to move to the side, she was just about to look for her son and was almost knocked over by Trunks. She was already back in the room and had brought Ava some of her clothes. Bulma landed roughly on her bottom and Trunks could just stand on her feet, otherwise he would have fallen on her. When he found his balance again, he helped his mother back on her feet. "Sorry mother, but you knew that I was flying through the window again! Does it hurt a lot?" Bulma just mumbled something incomprehensible and waved her left hand around wildly in the air, with the other she rubbed her bottom. Trunks thought it better to leave his mother alone now and then finally turned to Ava. He took a bean out of the leather bag, gave it to Ava, and motioned her to eat it. With a critical expression on her face, she eyed the small wrinkled thing in her hand and then finally decided to eat the bean.Suddenly she felt a pleasant warmth inside. The places where she was wounded began to tingle and her wounds, and with them her pain, disappeared. She looked at her leg in disbelief, then at her arms and hands. And then she looked at Trunks as if he had suddenly turned into a hippopotamus. "How did you do that? Are you maybe a wizard after all? My pain, it's all gone and I feel so full of energy! How is that possible?" Trunks just grinned at her. “These are the effects of a magic bean!” Bulma intervened again. Radiant with joy, Ava got out of bed and stretched. "You are sure, totally tense from lying around! I'll run you a bath and put some of your clothes on!" And again Bulma had disappeared from the room. Still smiling, Ava looked at Trunks, something in him was telling him, take her in your arms, kiss her, don't read her go