A little foreword:




Lol, I can't let it go, can I? Alright! Then I want to say what I wanted to get rid of:


I think this is so far (together with the DBZ talk show, ggg) the best FF I've ever written, and I enjoy working on it myself.


I hope that you like it so much and that you still enjoy it!






Vegeta was still lying in the tall grass. His pain had gotten much worse.


Even if he didn't want to admit it to himself, he wished that if he died, at least his family would survive. She was the most important thing in his life - even before the fight and his father. If they died, then there would probably be no reason for him to live either.


But right now it was very likely that both of them were still alive, and for them, he just had to make it!


"Ohhh ........." he tried to straighten up slowly, but the stabbing pain in the left half of his body prevented him from moving.

Suddenly!


"WHAT ?! What kind of insane energy is that ??? Since .......... that is not possible! It comes straight at me !!!"






"Hmm, I should be at my destination right away."


The woman looked at a kind of clock on her hand, which gave her exact coordinates.


"Another 765 Gara south, then I'll be there." (Gara = unit of length, meaning for 10 kilometers)


She added another zan, and in less than half a minute, she was there. Gingerly she landed on the soft moss-covered forest floor.


She checked her computer watch again, then turned left.


And now she discovered what she was looking for. A black figure in the dark - Vegeta.


Slowly she screamed towards him until she was very close to him. She looked down and smiled wickedly.


"Well who do we have here?"


Vegeta was visibly surprised at her appearance and at first couldn't get out more than: "W ........ who are you ............ are you?"

"The question is more likely: WHO ARE YOU? Suddenly you appear here on our planet, without registration, and you seem injured too.


You know, I should kill you right now. But that's not my style you know I am more curious.


So tell me who you are and what you are doing here! "


Chibi-Vegeta glared at her. He didn't want any orders, but it really couldn't hurt to finally find out where they were. And to find out, he had to answer now.


"Wi .......... we are inhabitants of the earth ....... we were attacked .................. from what exactly do I know neither ......... one of us .............. has the ability to teleport, and has all still surviving people - which weren't many - simply .............. simply ordered to some planet far away ................. ... Now here we are, and I am wounded from fighting the monster. "

The figure looked interested.


"Aha? And what's your name?"


"V ......... Vegeta ............."


(The characters marked with * stand for thoughts) * Vegeta ......... isn't that the name for a Saiajin? People are not called that! *




"And what is your name?"


"That's your business!" she hissed.


"B ........ Stupid bitch ............"


"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY ?!"


"I betrayed everything, ............. at least tell me what your name is!"


"Arika, is my name. I have bad news for you: Unfortunately I have to kill you now. We can't use any aliens here."


With that, she raised her hand over Vegeta and began to collect energy in her.


"H ........ Hey! Take it easy! Tell me ................. at least where I ............ .............. I'm here at all! After that you can still kill me if you want. "


"You are on the planet Majin, and now say goodbye to this world!

-The energy ball got bigger.


* A ........... But ......... what does Majin remind me of? *


"BIBIDI!" Vegeta exclaimed, and that was probably his salvation, because when the woman heard this word, she immediately dissolved her AI again.


"What did you just say? How do you know about Bibidi?"






He collapsed. His energy was gone. The pain in his leg had become unbearable, and the cold that had broken over the steppe (!) Made the advance even more difficult for him.


He had the feeling that his body was exploding any moment. And slowly he was sure that whatever it was was basass teeth with strong poison, because no normal wound that was ever inflicted on him had made him have such pain.


The young man, now lying desperately on the ground, no longer looked in the least like it did before. And if he had had a mirror, he would have received confirmation for his reflection.He WAS poisoned! Clearly!


His skin, which was usually quite thick, had turned ashen and his hair was completely wet with sweat.


The water pearled down his cheeks, but he didn't even notice.


He felt how it was slowly getting darker before his eyes.


"No ... you just mustn't pass out now. You fall asleep and never wake up again! Pull yourself together. What would father have thought of you if he were here?"


And so he stayed there too.


He was panting, and his stomach rose and fell quickly. Now he had absolutely no idea how much longer he could hold out.


Was that the end of it? .........................






A tiny wave slapped gently against the wooden boat in which the woman and the boy were still sitting.


The little one seemed to be doing very badly.


The woman had tears in her eyes-


The skipper didn’t change his face.

It looked like the boy had a small wound on his right arm. However, the little blood in her had turned green, and around the outside, her entire arm was swollen.


The child himself had closed his eyes. He wasn't feeling well, you could tell by the color of his face.


But the skipper still had no idea how far he should row ............


Where to row ..................