with the guards, she was already standing outside and holding a pair of weights against him.


"Thank you, Maiju, but it didn't need it!"

"Oh what! I just wanted to save you nine hundred and fifties from getting killed in there!"


"Nice of you!" he said, ignoring the slight mockery in her voice, and took the weights. The next moment his face took on a horrified look when he was almost pulled to the ground by them. Maiju giggled but said nothing and instead buckled on the weights. A somewhat difficult endeavor due to the unusual anatomy of her legs.


Then she tried to pull her paws up to her stomach one by one and found that she didn't really want to succeed.


"These things weigh tons!" noted Ti'aLan, who had meanwhile also strapped on the weights and now barely got his feet off the ground "How are we supposed to run with them ?!"


"You can leave it too!" replied Maiju "But then Waat will hammer you into the ground unsharpened, head first!"


As if on cue, Waat roared: "Does everyone have weights now?Okay ... go! "


The soldiers started moving, always along the wall, some who were already used to these methods, faster, others whose fighting strength was lower or who were still new, like Maiju, slower.


Round after round they tormented their way around the hall, while Waat stood in the middle, now and then dashing over to someone who had crossed the white dividing line and beating him behind the boundary again, a little later he also pissed off collapsed soldiers in his own way the legs.


A quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour - Maiju's legs were running almost by themselves, she didn't even feel the exhaustion from exhaustion when Waat gave the order to stop. Immediately behind her a couple of soldiers, whom she had just lapped for the fourth time, fell over as if struck by lightning.


Maiju herself stopped, put her hands on her thighs and took a breath. Her legs were shaking like her arms before.

And from now on she would have to do something like that every day, even all day on weekdays!


This time Waat hardly gave her time to calm down, it went on almost immediately, and now it was the turn of the abdominal muscles. Waat made it very important that the soldiers trained all muscles adequately.


He therefore filled the last hour and a half with sit-ups (an ordeal with the heavy tank) and subsequent stretching exercises. Then they could go. Maiju was very happy about it; she felt worn out. Tomorrow she would have sore muscles who had washed up. And until now she had always thought that training with Trail would have been tough! Obviously a high combat strength wasn't everything.


This time it took Maiju twice as long as usual to get to her cabin.


No sooner had she closed the door behind her than she tore the training tank off her body and threw it into a corner. The combat suit went to the dirty laundry.

After an ice-cold shower, she found another combat suit, which she cut a hole in the back for the tail, then left the cabin again, without armor, to go out to eat.


Lunch went off without incident, after which she hit herself on the ear for half an hour.




She woke up when the porthole of her cabin, which was once again only ajar, was pushed open by a violent gust of wind and hit the wall with a bang. Cold wind whistled around her ears.


She turned around unwillingly and wanted to go back to sleep, but the window, which kept slamming against the wall, shooed her open.


Maiju yawned, stretched, cursed the wind and hopped out of the hammock. After the pleasant warmth under the covers, the cold air made her shiver. In spite of this, she stretched again extensively so that she was almost half the size.


Then she pushed herself up on the ledge in front of the porthole and looked out at the endless, gloomy forests that began here directly behind the headquarters, and the equally gloomy sky above.The wind whirled branches and leaves and turned the trees into an almost impossible angle. He smelled like rain.


The girl pulled herself up, crouched in the curve of the window and watched a loya who, fighting the storm, flew past her at a snail's pace. Maiju would only have had to stretch out her hand to be able to grab him, but the winged creature cared little.


A mistake, as it turned out right away.


As soon as the loya passed her, Maiju leaned forward and shot a ball of energy after him, which seared his tail feathers. Screeching in horror, the animal fell down.


Maiju grinned gleefully, pushed off and let himself fall, turned in flight so that she fell under the loya, grabbed him, shot away, a meter above the ground.


As she went up she tore off her victim's small head. She let the body fall, watched how it was tolerated by the wind, followed it in a rapid dive, caught it again just above the ground.

At the height of her window she let it fall again and was about to rush after it when she noticed a white glow in the distance from the corner of her eye. Her head jerked around. The loya was forgotten.


Once again it glowed white, and this time Maiju immediately recognized what it was: rays of energy. Someone was training there.


At this distance, however, she couldn't tell who.


She wanted to look, but then thought better of it. After all, she didn't know who was over there. It could be one of the elite - or a Saiyan. The fact that she had once held Nappa and Raditz at the same time didn't mean that she could do it again. In a real fight she would definitely be outnumbered.


So she decided to be careful. Slowly she sank down to the floor and then walked in the direction in which she had seen the energy beams. Again and again she climbed a tree to see if whoever it was was still where she suspected it was.

The closer she got, the more confidently she could tell that they weren't a Saiyan. He was white-haired. And suddenly she recognized him: Jeice.


In an instant she was in the air, flying towards him, calling his name. Jeice turned around, suspicious, but then his face lit up: "Liel!"


Maiju came to a halt just before him, she was beaming. Jeice, on the other hand, suddenly looked a little dismayed. "What have they done to you?" he whispered.


"You know that. You told me!"


"Yes."


"It's not that bad. Honestly, there are advantages to having a tail!" Maiju thought of the interlude with Nappa and Raditz.


"If you say so ... Sorry, I reacted exaggerated! You look really strong!"


"Well, I hope I don't just look like that!"


“Definitely not! -He!” The wind had picked up and almost blew the children out of the air. In any case, he blew his long white mane into Jeice's face, so that suddenly he could no longer see anything.Maiju laughed when he tried in vain to get his head of hair out of sight. Then she pulled him down with her, into the relative shelter of the trees.


"You should cut your hair sometime!" she advised him.


"Don't feel like it! That's my trademark!"


There was a brief silence while both of them looked at each other.


Maiju noticed that Jeice was a lot taller than she - he was two years older, too. His hair was really long, it came down to the back of his knees. Like her, he wore black combat uniform, but no armor.


Jeice noticed that Maiju really looked like a Liel cat with the black stripe over her eyes. As always, her eyes fascinated him, and now even more: stunning turquoise with golden flecks, like two deep lakes, at the bottom of which lay a sunken treasure. Still, they had something distant that hurt him, without him knowing why.


Then they both spoke at the same time: "Jeice .." "Liel .."

They fell silent again.


Finally he said: "Yes?"


"I wanted to ask you if you want to be my friend!"


"Funny, I just wanted to ask you the same thing!"


Jeice grinned; Maiju laughed "Does that mean yes?"


"Sure that means yes!"


She held out her hand: "Then we swear now that we will always be friends, no matter what, until one of us or we both die!"


The children swore and sealed the vow with a handshake. So, despite all the efforts of Freezer's subordinates to keep them apart, they had become friends.




The rest of the afternoon passed too quickly. Maiju and Jeice chatted about their old coaches, the standard training Jeice did under a different captain, fooled around and played like all children their age. Before they flew back, they agreed to meet next Saturday, same time, same place. No problem, as Jeice's training plan was almost identical to Maijus.



The next day began for Maiju, as she had foreseen, with a lot of sore muscles. She had absolutely no desire to get up and go to training, but it didn't help, she had to go out.


"Just don't let it show that everything hurts you!" she admonished herself while getting dressed "The others shouldn't have any reason to believe that you are a wimp!"


True to this, she found herself half an hour later at the exit where Waat was waiting for his soldiers. He was surprised to see that this time she was even on time.


Fighting technique was on the program today. Maiju would have liked to train with Ti'aLan and was a little disappointed when she was assigned someone else as a partner instead. But she saw that the difference between her and his fighting strength was just too great.


The combat technique training went as follows: The fighters assigned to one another competed against each other, while Waat watched them with hawk eyes and told them afterwards what they had done wrong, which movements they still had to practice, or which sequence of strokes they could leave as