and closed the door behind him.


Yes, there it was now. In the middle of a bombastic room, in a palace, the palace of God. Did Dende mean it seriously? Dende ... when she thought of him, she got that little tingling in her stomach again. "Hach Hemera, you are crazy!" she said firmly to herself and shook her head violently. She didn't know if she could sleep, she strongly doubted it and she was afraid to fall asleep and dream about what had happened. Again she started to cry, but again no tear was seen! Why not? Why couldn't she cry? Was she too proud for that? Or would she just feel weaker then? Hemera didn't know and she didn't care at all now. She didn't want to think about it.She only wanted one thing: to forget all of this as quickly as possible!


Would she be able to do that? Thousands of questions tormented her, but she swallowed them and took off her torn clothes. Was there such a thing as a nightgown or pajamas? When she looked at the bed, there was a blue nightgown that she quickly put on and snuggled into her blanket. From the bed she had a great view out the window. The moon shone brightly in. Its glow cast dark shadows into the room. Hemera was suddenly terrified. For a brief moment she thought she saw this vicious beast outside the window, how it hungrily ran its tongue over its teeth and growled menacingly. She quickly pulled the covers over her head and fell asleep after pondering for a while.




The next morning, Hemera woke up with a loud scream that escaped herself. She touched her forehead. She was bathed in sweat! But that was no wonder, because she had had a terrible nightmare!This wolf beast had appeared in it as it entered the palace and attacked them. She had tried to fight back, but in vain! Just as it took a bite, she woke up. Her breath rattled and her mouth was dry. Swallowing hard, she got up and looked around. It was morning, the sun was shining bright and cheering in through the many windows and Hemera immediately felt better! What should she wear? When she opened the closet, her question was more than answered. Countless clothes were in it, in the most varied of flavors! After a while of rumbling and throwing it out, she decided on a luscious T-shirt and three-quarter trousers. She quickly combed her long hair and left the room. Suddenly she felt hungry. But where should she find the kitchen? In such a huge palace? She stood in the corridor, undecided. Where did she come from yesterday? From the left or from the right?Hemera didn't know anymore, she had been too confused yesterday. She was about to go to the right when she heard a voice calling: "Oh, girls are already up! I'm sure you are hungry." Hemera saw a little negro with a turban and genie clothes approaching her and smiling friendly. "Uh, yes, of course. Do you know where the kitchen is?" The little negro waved him off. "Oh, you can call me Popo. Come on, I'll take you to the kitchen. You follow me." And so she padded after Popo through the long corridors of the palace. Hemera couldn't stop being amazed. The palace was really impressive. Could Dende and Piccolo be up already?


They finally got to the kitchen, which wasn't exactly small! But Hemera was soon no longer astonished and so she entered without any further astonishment. The first thing she saw was Dende, who was already chewing at the breakfast table (I know Namekians don't usually eat anything, but I can't let poor Dende starve to death in my FF ^^)."Good Morning!" said Hemera and sat down across from him. "Oh, morning! Up already?" Dende looked at her beaming with joy. And again it tingled in Hemera's stomach, more intense than the day before. * That will probably be my stomach. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning! * she tried to convince herself and grabbed a piece of bread. "Slept well?" asked Dende as he buttered a piece of bread. "Yes, thanks! Where's Piccolo?" "Oh ... he's already out there to meditate! He always gets up very early, his training is tough!" "Training?" asked Hemera in surprise. “Yes, you will see for yourself afterwards!” So ​​they finished breakfast and then left the kitchen.


When they stepped out of the palace, Hemera's jaw soon dropped to the floor. Where was the bottom? The white stone floor reached a few meters, but then it ended abruptly. Confused, Hemera ran to the end of the god platform and looked down at the earth with wide eyes. Was that the earth?Where on earth was she? "D-Dende ... where in the world are we?" The Namekian came smiling next to Hemera and also looked down. "I wanted to tell you that yesterday. I said the palace is in heaven because it is God's palace!" "Oh help, that's deep! Where is God anyway? Is he on a throne in the palace?" Hemera looked at Dende waiting for an answer. It turned a little red and scratched the back of its head in embarrassment. "Well ... God is ... more or less in front of you!" "..... W-W-W-WHAT? You ... you are God?" Now Hemera was completely upset! Could it be? Could Dende be God? She had always imagined God very differently, but certainly not green. And not so pretty either! What? What was she thinking? She quickly shook the thought aside and stared at Dende. "How ... can you be God? You come from another planet if I am not mistaken!" "I was used as God, so to speak, because God was missing on earth."Hemera didn't know what to say to that. She had imagined God to be powerful, dominant with a serious face. And now a young Namekian stood in front of her, taller than her, but not rulers, but rather shy!


"I haven't even asked your name yet!" it suddenly came from Dende. Hemera awoke from her thoughts. ""What? Oh, um Hemera! "" Hemera? A really nice name. "When he said that, her heart suddenly became warm and she had to smile. Her heart suddenly skipped a lot and her breath went faster. Why did he make her heart beat so faster? Was he really the trigger? Or was she forming that just one? In all this thought she didn’t even notice how she was looking at Dende. With wide eyes, direct and intense into his. Again they almost sank into each other's eyes until they suddenly heard a voice behind them. what are you standing around there? You could do something instead of just lazing around."Piccolo stepped up to them both angrily." Ah, are we already awake? "Piccolo asked Hemera in a friendly manner, who nodded." Would you like to learn a few moves? "" Handles? "" Yes, combat grips! "Hemera didn't know exactly what that meant, but she agreed and Piccolo grinned." Um ... Piccolo? I don't know if that's such a good idea ... "interjected Dende, who probably knew Piccolo's strength, but he ignored his words and so the two of them tried to teach Hemera a few moves. She liked it before especially when Dende tried to teach her throwing techniques because he touched her every time. She liked the way he talked to her, she liked his clear voice, she liked his touch, his smile, his eyes, everything!


In the course of the next time Hemera had to admit, whether she wanted it to be true or not, that she had fallen in love with Dende. Each time she had to control herself not to hug him, but she didn't dare tell him.What if he turned her away? What if he didn't reciprocate her feelings? And mostly she didn't have time to worry about it. Raila and her mother kept spitting in Hemera's head and making it ache. The grief in her was still great, but she couldn't let her feelings run free. Neither with Dende, nor with the mourning for her friends. It was lucky that she was with Dende, because he often cheered her up. But it was as if she were carrying stones around with her, her heart felt so heavy and burdened her soul, but every time she was close to tears again, mostly at night, she swallowed it quickly and tried to suppress the sadness . But she couldn't hide from the nightmares she had night after night!


And so she woke up that night, bathed in sweat and trembling. It was the same dream as the one the first night she slept here.Only this time he was more brutal. This time, when this wolf animal tried to kill Hemera, Dende jumped in between and was bitten by the beast. Her hands clutched the covers and her breath was quick. A bright light and a subsequent thunder made her start again. Was there a thunderstorm? Still trembling, she got up and went to one of the windows. Really! Outside it was a real storm, lightning bolted across the sky and thunder filled the rainy air. Every flash lit the room and cast ghostly shadows on the cupboards and walls.


Hemera quickly crawled back under her duvet, but it didn't help! She couldn't get back to sleep no matter how hard she tried. The thunderstorm seemed to get worse and worse. There, a red glow! It looked like they were looking at two glowing red eyes from a dark corner of their room. * You are only imagining it as a hemera, you are only imagining it! * she thought doggedly, but it didn't help.The eyes did not disappear.


She couldn't stand it for another second, she was so terrified. It ran down her back freezing cold, but she pulled herself together, swung her legs over the edge of the bed and left this. Slowly and her eyes not averted from these eyes, she walked quietly and slowly towards the door until she had reached it. She seemed to be barely breathing and to hear and see twice as well as usual. At last she had the doorknob in her hands! She quickly opened it, slipped out and did not throw it in the lock. She did it! That thing wasn't going to get out of there! Slowly she tried to get her breathing back under control. What should she do now? Another flash of lightning lit the palace, followed by a bloodcurdling thunder. Where should she go? She couldn't stand it like that. Could she end? She was much calmer at the thought of him. Yes, she would feel safe with Dende! But where did he sleep?Hemera didn't know! She had never been to his bedroom, although she