So that's the last chapter of `Twilight`. I hope you will like the ending.






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A faint hissing sound was audible as Goten raised his sweaty fist


thrust through the air. After the blow he stood tight and stiff,


but his fingers trembled tense. Sweat rolled off his


Forehead and he trembled with heavy breaths. The eyes focused


squinted, he imagined his enemy in front of his fist and


hit him again. In his mind the opponent dodged,


jumped back and landed lightly. Goten sprinted for him


afterwards, kicked off with his muscular legs and rolled over


himself to land behind his imaginary counterpart. Again


he attacked the air and took the invisible enemy hard


a skilful combination of strokes. Totally withdrawn, concluded

Goth's eyes and breathed the faint noises of his movements


a .... Every fiber of his body tensed, like feet and hands


whirled through the air, briefly the Saiyajin imitated a leap


in the back, hit the vibrating floor and sat down on the


Back drop to finally become with an elegant powerful


To turn the screw upwards, the head to its base


agile. Finally it took off, flexed smoothly in the air and


landed in its starting position.




But he didn't find what he was looking for. He couldn't find the inner peace


that he longed for.




Panting in his fighting stance, he blinked his sweat


out of his eyes and opened his mouth slightly to his rattling


Allow breathing space.




His shiny upper body twitched under the excessive


Effort. He usually trained under such gravity

only when applying the supersaiyajin level. But he allowed himself


no relief of the training ..... It seemed as if he wanted himself


drive until you drop.




Again he tensed the tendons of his ankle and walked in easily


his knees and finally shot up in the air. Short


invisible to the normal human eye, he floated to


Ceiling, saw the environment run past him like paint he


blurred. And finally he spread his arms, fell with him


Belly first, like a bird of prey, fingers spread. In front


In his mind's eye his opponent reappeared, whom he attacked;


but suddenly he lost all concentration in one


Breath.....




The person he imagined ...




Was his father!




Goten's eyes opened wide and stared at his intended target.



"NO!!" he roared and fell ...




"NO!!!"




Bright light enveloped his body, his became hot and flickering


released Ki visible .....




When Goten noticed the silence around him, he was sitting on the floor. His


Hair was golden and stood up even more than usual .....


Next to him was a crater in the bottom of the gravity space, no doubt


created by a blast of energy ..... by its own ...




But it didn't shock him that he hadn't noticed how himself


he had shot ... briefly absent, not having been to himself


be....




It didn't frighten him ...




He stared coldly into the black hole ...




It smoked like the wound on Vegeta's chest ...




When Goten shuffled down the aisle, his head was blank. Only pictures


floated before his eyes, images he did not understand


could ... or wanted to. He would have cried if he had been able to

felt. But not a tear came into his dry eyes, not a pallor


crawled over his skin. He was calm, like a rock, cruelly and calm


prudent. The boy stayed in front of Trunk's door for a while, as if stunned


stand and sank into his own gray world ..... a world that he


had never entered before. He put himself in one


trance-like state, just to forget those pictures too


forgot that he did not understand ...




A sting shot through his toned body and he became


aware of why he came to ..... From the crack in the door


blue light penetrated him ..... As blue as the light that he saw


had when Vegeta had recharged.




Suddenly Goten's whole body began to tremble and his heart


pumped blood through his heated one with extraordinary rapidity


Body.




An unnoticed smile trembled on his lips and he grabbed furiously

quickly to the doorknob, its cold iron on his hot skin


burned.




Vegeta!




Vegeta !!




When Goten pushed open the door, tears of joy made their way


his cheeks .....




But no overwhelmingly bright light shone in the room. He


could only see Trunks, with his back to him, hunched on his


Sitting at the table.




Trunks slowly straightened up and listened to see who


was behind him.




"Go ... Goten?" he breathed almost tonelessly. Goten brought no movement


comes about, even if his body is simultaneously looking for escape and warmth


demanded. Trunks turned and his ex-partner gave a start.




Trunks was pale as a sheet, had dark rims under his eyes and his


Hair hung lank in his face. He was done, that


Close to collapse, Goten could see that immediately.



"Trunks ..." whispered the black-haired Saiyjain after he had one


lovingly worried Koi. Only now did he realize


that machine parts were lying on the table in front of Trunks. Hundreds


various and mostly terribly defaced objects, the Goths


had seen it before that day.




It was Vegeta's "heart".




"Are you going to fix it?" Goten asked coolly, without the slightest emotion


Movement in the stime ....




Trunks' uncertain look wandered to his work.




"I ... try it ..." he stammered and continued with a shaky one


Hand through hair.




Goten felt a persistent lump in his throat. He observed


the movements of his lover, how he struggled to calm


preserve.




"I'm ..... I'm sure ... you ..." the younger one began, but he did


couldn't manage to speak further. He approached cautiously

Trunks and stood silently beside him. The bluish light of the


The lamp was the only source of light in the room, everything


other was blacked out.




"Where's Uncle Vegeta?" Goten asked mechanically. Trunks considered


in short, as if he had not understood the words of his companion and


then pointed uncontrollably behind him.




"In the basement. Plugged in. Try to keep the circuit intact in it


hold .... "Goten was puzzled by the inertia of the words that the


Saiyan spoke. Again Trunks' pupils twitched over her


Collection of small objects and screwdrivers.




"Chibi ..." he croaked suddenly, but didn't look at Goten, who was at him


eyed eagerly.




"It..."




Goku's son waved it off and smiled bitterly.




"Don't say it. I know ... it's my fault too. I should have


do not have to allow. ",




Goten gently caressed Trunks' shoulder and noticed how wet it was

The fabric of his t-shirt.




Trunks was covered in sweat, but his clothes had tears too


moisturizes.




"Father .... will .... not .... I ..... make ... it


not .... Goten .... I can't make it ... "Trunks whimpered suddenly


fragile and frightened-looking Goten knelt beside him and


squeezed Trunks' clammy fingers.




"Koi ..." he replied soothingly and felt deep relief


about the fact that he could pronounce that nickname without pain.




"Don't despair. You can fix it, I know. You see


you? I believe in you. My great, strong prince son .... "A


an encouraging smile played on Goten's face. Trunks watched


Tears in my eyes.




"Why did Goku ... I don't understand ..."




"Please Koi. Don't say anything more, will you? Please ....."




"I'm so sorry ..... I love father ..... I love him ... and me

wanted to protect him .... I love him so ..... "The last spark


Self-control flickered and died. Trunks toppled over in front


pressed his face on Goten's shoulder and wept softly to himself


into ...




"Negative resistance. Zero overload rate."




"Congratulations, gentlemen. The experiment is perfect for us


successful. "




I heard hands clapping, triumphant


Laughter enveloped me, the rustling of robes became scarce


loud to my ear.




Experiment....




It was dark around me, but I had a comparable black


never seen before. My first thought was that I was giving her


Laughter would reward me when I could move again. Nobody


laughed at me with impunity!




But then I realized that ...




That I didn't feel anything.



No contact whatsoever, neither from the ground, nor from curious


groping hands.




What kind of state was I in?




Thinking without feeling ...




Life without breathing.




I didn't understand what was going on and it depressed me.




"Is it that time?"




I would probably have winced ..... I would have