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Finally the time has come ... after a week of intensive work, which is why I haven't published anything else during that time, the 11th and final chapter of the Spirits saga is finally finished! Hurray and howl! * sniff * Yes, this is the last chapter ... Thank you very much to my loyal readers ... But there will be the sequel 'Dragon Ball Millennium' ...


Look forward to seeing Ice, Klein-Piccolo and a few others again ... and of course we will have new characters with us ... In this sense, have fun with the last chapter ...




SenzuBean












Chapter 11 - The Grand Finale


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Freezer groaned ... he felt every bone he had in his body, his son had pushed him for so long and so persistently. Ice had pretty much dragged him around town. First in the park ... then a shopping mall was on the agenda ... they went to the cinema ... and right now they were making a fair unsafe.Ice had forced his father to test the chain carousel ... and the ferris wheel ... and, and, and ... only at the roller coaster Freezer had gone on strike ... better said his stomach had gone on strike. Now they were sitting together on a bench on the edge of the fair ... Ice happily ate his cotton candy. He held it in one hand, and in the other he had a gigantic pink plush elephant. They had won it by throwing the rifle ... actually they had hit the balls with their tails ... but that probably counted too. Freezer decided that being angry was a lot easier. "Papa, papa ... look! The wild water course ... we have to try it out!" With an annoyed groan and a pained expression on his face, Freezer let himself be dragged along by his son ... Good thing that Bulma's mother had given him money . A quarter of an hour and a few gunshots later they were back on the bench. Ice was delighted, and Freezer ... green.Still armed with the pink elephant, they made their way back shortly afterwards. Some people staring at his halo frightened Freezer away with a dangerous growl. Father and son had their tails intertwined ... They completely missed the fact that they were being followed by a glowing ball.




In the meantime, the Capsule Corp. , which had also been declared unceremoniously as headquarters during this emergency, excitement and great joy. Goku and Gohan had just returned. Everyone ... and by that I mean EVERYONE, especially Bulma's mother ... wanted to admire her green souvenir. And if you think that just because little Piccolo started to like Gohan so slowly, you would be less aggressive towards others ... Yamcha and Kuririn had to go through this painful experience firsthand before they believed it. They were of the opinion that such a cute little fellow could never do anything bad ... If they only knew!All the others were much more cautious afterwards ... Kuririn caught a violent head-butt from the mini devil, and Yamcha took a direct hit in ... sensitive soft tissues. Anyway ... the little one got on really well with Goten and Trunks, and the three quickly disappeared into Vegeta's G-room. They had more or less the same hobby ... fighting! ChiChi was natural ... as always ... Or would someone seriously expect something else? ... against it. But she too had to admit that the children there, in the Capsule Corp. building. , were safest at the moment. However, the situation worsened again when Freezer and Ice came back. "The Saiyajin is back too ..." Freezer was anything but happy about that. However, Ice didn't notice anything ... he asked briefly about Goten and Trunks ... and then he hissed away ... "Hi Freezer! Long time not seen ... and how ..." Goku's friendliness and naivety had did not suffer from his excursion into the past.Freezer recognized that too ... but he didn't go into it in the least ... "Now listen carefully to me, Saiyajin! I don't like you ... I've never been able to! I hate you! Unfortunately, my son can suffer you well ... If it weren't for that ... "... and I had the necessary strength ... Freezer added in thought ..." ... then I would have blown you away long ago! . in the interest of Ice ... YOU shut up and I'll let you live ... Deal? "-" Please ... for me ... "Goku shrugged his shoulders ... and took care of that Tray of sandwiches Bulma's mother had just made. This woman's purpose in life seemed to be stuffing other people with food ... and in the Saiyans she had found willing victims. "Oh ... how delightful! You have just as healthy an appetite as Vegeta ... only his bottom is crunchy!" Goku got the sandwich stuck in his throat and he coughed it out in pieces ... across the room. .. Vegeta ?!Big ass ?! Did he know that too ?! Everyone else present found it difficult to suppress a laugh ... Everyone else present ... that was pretty much the entire group Z. Except for Yamcha ... he was sitting in the kitchen and holding an ice pack in a low position. The Capsule Corp. was not only the headquarters, but also the emergency shelter for the Z fighters. Severe storms and other natural disasters had devastated large parts of the earth ... Turtle Island, for example, no longer existed. It wouldn't be long before it would tear the entire planet apart ... Prof. Briefs was sure of that.




In the meantime, his daughter's nerves were put to the test ... Dende had taken the helm as a matter of course, but something else on the ship broke every five minutes. A seal here ... a cooling line there ... burned-through cables ... No question, the box was damn fast, but unfortunately also a technical patchwork quilt.Smoochie had got them something great! Bulma ... and her two assistants ... were screwing, soldering and whatnot the whole time. By the way, the Saiyan prince and the Namek were given a crash course in spaceship electronics. "Hey Piccolo ... throw the screwdriver up for me ..." The Namek immediately complied with Bulma's request ... like a throwing knife, the required tool hissed through the narrow shaft that ran vertically through the ship. The screwdriver hissed just past Vegeta's nose ... at least as close to Bulma's ear ... and remained buzzing, with the tip in front, stuck in the upper part of the shaft ... Bulma's reaction was not long in coming. "Thank you ... you green idiot! I actually wanted to have the holes for my new earrings pierced somewhere else!" - "Please!" It echoed from below ... and a dirty laugh from Vegeta came immediately afterwards. She pulled out the screwdriver ... and a yellowish, foul-smelling liquid splashed out ... "Yuck, what ... Oh, SHIT!"Not quite ... but almost. The throw had hit the tank of the toilet precisely. I'll save further explanations ... or not, because Vegeta floated calmly up the shaft and looked at his wife, so to speak. Bulma was between the ladder she climbed into the shaft and the opposite wall wedged with her legs drawn up. The yellow liquid was still dripping from the hole where the screwdriver was stuck ... directly on Bulma's head. "Well, woman. .. that is the just punishment for the embarrassing appearance that you forced us to do! "If looks could kill! Vegeta would have fallen dead in an instant." Shut up! Better take care of the ventilation in the front cabin ... it has already failed again! And you ... you green SOMETHING, are you still not done with the wiring ?! "-" Come down and do it yourself if you are not quick enough! "So ... kind of ... Piccolo's voice sounded metallic.No wonder ... because firstly, they were surrounded by metal, and secondly, his head was just behind the panel of a control panel. "I would do it, green guy ... but how am I supposed to get down there so quickly?" - "Just let go of the ladder ..." Vegeta put on his innocent grin. A complete failure. Bulma thought she could actually hear a faint laugh from below ... No. It couldn't be. Piccolo and laugh at a joke from Vegeta? That was even more absurd than if Son Goku were to go on a diet ... Earthworms would sooner learn to fly! "Ha ... Ha ... Ha ... I'm laughing myself to death! Really funny! Would the Lord consider flying me down there too?" Vegeta thought about it, you could see it right at him. Sure ... that was on purpose. He just loved to annoy Bulma ... "Maybe ... how much do you weigh?" Her looks pierced him like arrows ... "Well, I like ... you cattle! You don't ask a lady that! Sure ?!" - "So?Well ... then I can ask YOU ... "Again that unfortunate, innocent look. By now Bulma was on 180 ... Oh, what do I say! On 220!" You bring me down there immediately. .. or you can go out and push! "He brought them down after all ... much to the delight of Piccolo. He was really happy. Because in the meantime he was hopelessly tangled in some cables. A particularly pitiful picture was his feelers, which were stuck in the middle of a tangle of colored cables. And he couldn't get it out ... Bulma screamed at him straight away, she was just on the move ... "You idiot! How stupid can you actually be ?! Goofy like bean straw! "-" Green beans, what? "Vegeta grinned and Bulma was boiling. In her anger she grabbed one of the ends of the cable and pulled hard to get it out of the ball ..." Auargh! Tell me, do you still have them all ?! It's not a cable ... it's one of my feelers! LET GO IMMEDIATELY!"Bulma let go ..." Oh man, don't be like that! Whining around here like a washerwoman! "Vegeta must have been in control of it the whole time and kept from laughing, but now ... He snorted and held his stomach with laughter. Bulma had never seen him laugh so carefree ...




We haven't heard from him for a long time ... The dark master sat, alone, in the room of his ship, which for him seemed to be something like a throne room or an office. In front of him, on the dark, reflective table, stood a silver plate ... round, polished and with decorations on the finely worked edge. And on the record ...