could well imagine that Katra is the kind who can't stand things by halves."

"It doesn't matter why he's looking for us. The fact is that nobody knows where we are except Grandmother and Grandfather. Since Katra doesn't know my family, he shouldn't be able to find us. That gives us enough time to train. I would say that we should merge. Gotenks has a huge ego, but is also very strong and fast. As a triple Supersaiyajin he should be able to wipe out Katra. "Trunks was now only anxious to fight Katra as quickly as possible . He didn't like the idea that people were dying because of him. That had happened before. And he didn't want it to happen again.


Goku remained skeptical. "You have to know what you are doing. If you absolutely want to merge, no one will stop you. You should be aware, however, that you might just die because of me. I sincerely hope you let go of your idea. You have your life before you, my life is only bought.You mustn't forget that I've been in the hereafter several times. You belong in this world. You are still too young to die. "


Bulma nodded in agreement and ChiChi, who had woken up again in the meantime, agreed with her husband. Kyoko, however, had doubts.


"But I think the two could do it. Didn't you notice anything about Katra's movements?"


The entire Z-Team shook their head questioningly. Kyoko explained: "He moved very differently. I think he looked kind of strained and he didn't seem to feel very comfortable in his skin. I could imagine that his superhuman speed disappeared when the master died. The old wizards had spun a whole lot of spells. When he died they dissolved. Perhaps he had magically accelerated Katra. Then Katra would now be on her own and could be defeated in a fair duel. "


General enthusiasm broke out. Bra didn't understand what was going on, but she laughed along with her.Fortunately, she'd forgotten the television by now. Pan had finally calmed down too. ChiChi went into the kitchen to cook. Bulma followed her quickly. Vegeta had announced that he would soon die of hunger. That wasn't Bulma's fear, but she wanted to avoid a real argument now. Grinning silly, she thought of the fact that she wanted to present a good picture in front of her future daughter-in-law.




Meanwhile, Kyoko moved away from her newfound friends. She had to put her thoughts back in order. At the edge of the palace courtyard, Kyoko sat cross-legged and thought about it. It was the wrong time to fall in love, she chided herself. She wasn't in love with Trunks. No! No! The next moment she thought of his smile and her previous thoughts were wiped away. Desperate, she propped her head on her hands. She knew that her feelings for Trunks hindered her logical, clear thinking, she knew that it made spells harder to cast.You knew it! And yet she couldn't control her thoughts. Angry at himself, Kyoko tried to bloom one of the palm trees in the yard. It did not work. No matter how much she concentrated, there was a constant picture of Trunks in her mind's eye. Angrily, she hit the stone floor with her fist. It couldn't all be true! She had to do magic! It was in her blood. She couldn't allow a boy to upset her so much that she couldn't do anything. Kyoko knew that she had to get a grip on her emotions. Only when she was no longer ashamed of it and no longer hid her affection would she be able to concentrate on something other than Trunks again. She sincerely hoped he felt something like that. Otherwise I will never be able to do magic again. Longing is something far more terrible than hate.


Kyoko sighed loudly and stretched. She would sort it out one day.Feelings had time.




While Kyoko was thinking, an inconspicuous boy made his way to Katra's spaceship. Now he would get back at Kyoko and her two great, handsome, beloved friends. Mizuchi was not so easily turned down. Kyoko would see what it would make her turn down his invitation. He had never been so offended in his life. Now Goten and Trunks would realize why they should have kept their hands off Kyoko. If the girl didn't go to the movies with him, she wouldn't go anywhere. He was aware that his demeanor was a bit stark, but these thoughts of revenge had overwhelmed him so completely that he saw no other option than to make life or death hell for the two boys. He had chosen Goten and Trunks as his archenemies, and that was how he would treat them now. He looked forward to seeing the two die while being honored and praised by the strange man.

Mizuchi climbed the last hill before his destination. When he reached the summit, he hesitantly cast careful looks down into the valley. He was out of breath from the long walk through the desert and put his hand on his side. Drops of sweat stood on his forehead.


In a depression, almost covered by a sand drift, lay the Katra spaceship, huge and glittering in the sun. Mizuchi started to descend. With a little shaky knees, he came to a stop in front of the huge vehicle. He took a deep breath. Okay, he said to himself. You're going to do this now. You have come this far, it's only a small step to get your revenge. You are taking this step now.


No door could be seen on the smooth silver surface of the spaceship. So Mizuchi shouted loud and clear, "Katra! I have something to tell you about your search!"


At first nothing moved. No breeze seemed to have stirred at his call.After waiting a while, the boy decided to shout again and louder. At that moment, however, something stirred on the ship's side. Mizuchi stared spellbound at a door that seemed to materialize out of the hull of the ship. A large, perfectly symmetrical hole, which was obviously the entrance, had formed. A silver staircase came up with a whirring sound. A young man with dark hair and light skin appeared at the hole. Although he was human, he looked strangely unreal to Mizuchi. The man wore a black uniform with a gold shimmering badge.


"Come in," said the first officer on duty Syle formally. "I'll take you to Commander Katra. He's already waiting for you."


Encouraged by these words, Mizuchi climbed the stairs. He followed Syle through many branched and narrow corridors. The officer finally stopped abruptly in front of an empty wall. The palm scan was accepted and Syle and the boy entered the private quarters of Katra through the door, which had opened silently and discreetly.Only Style and Katra's palm scans were accepted here. The rest of the crew had never seen the interior of these rooms. The first room was splendidly decorated. You would have thought you were standing in a king's bedroom. All the walls were adorned with carpets made of silk or brocade. There were many pillows scattered around the room.


I would like it here too, Mizuchi thought, astonished and impressed. At the end of the room, a comfortable wing chair with a hydraulic drive floated under the seat. Katra smoked a cigarette with relish. He was satisfied. The stay on earth turned out to be more pleasant than expected after these many delays. Katra had been able to acquire a large number of these fine luxury items for a ridiculous price. The black market in cigarettes flourished in space. Because people didn't know that, they sold them well below the usual price. By stopping here, he had been able to make a good investment and stock up on these status symbols in abundance.He looked forward to offering his cigarettes to guests and seeing their surprised faces when they asked him if these were the incredibly good tobacco products on earth.


A trembling voice tore Katra from his beautiful thoughts. "G-good afternoon, sir," Mizuchi said uncertainly. “I'm here to tell you how to find the two boys you are looking for.” He had said so. Now there was no turning back. Now he had to keep talking.


Katra looked moderately interested. With a bored look that perfectly hid his interest and delight in this valuable information, he asked Mizuchi to continue.


"The two certainly disappeared together. They always did everything together."


Katra grew impatient. "Don't talk about things that I already know! I want to know how they are!"


Mizuchi winced in fear. "II-alright. Well, I don't think they took their grandparents or parents with them."Trunks, the gray-haired one, lived at the Capsule Corporation with his family. I could well imagine him telling them where he was going so his family wouldn't be worried. So all you have to do is go to the Western Capital, ask his parents and grandparents, or torture them or something, and they'll already know where Trunks is. Goten, the other, wouldn't be far then either. "


Mizuchi had put aside his fear of the man in the armchair when he noticed that Katra was starting to smile. Confidently he stood close to Katra. "And?" He asked almost challengingly. "Did that do you any good?"


Katra smiled mysteriously again.


Mizuchi thought with satisfaction that he would get his revenge. He was also happy to have prevented a city from being destroyed. His information had mattered, he kept telling himself cheerfully. Maybe I should become a spy. Before he could delve deeper into his career, Katra said something."Syle, let him show you where the Western Capital and this Capsule Corporation are."


Mizuchi followed Syle out of the room.


Katra leaned back in his chair. The boy had to think Katra was happy that he had betrayed his acquaintances. In truth, he despised Mizuchi for it. It was cowardly, dishonorable, and selfish to betray others. Even Katra would never have betrayed anyone, no matter how strange they were. He knew his motives were selfish, too, but in a different way. Katra hunted people to make money. It was perfectly normal for the Tchazar and a sign of superiority. He would kill every being in this universe, but he would never turn