THE SUPERNATURAL IS YOUR POWER,


THE POWER OF YOUR WILL ALONE CAN DO IT! "Quoted Vegeta.Cal spoke silently to the last three lines. "You are wondering how I know your ceremonial saying that nobody else knows except you ... well ..." He watched her, outwardly she looked almost calm, inwardly she was a bit like a hunted rabbit, restless and nervous. "You received your bracelets for your ceremony ... when you were 12! I sent them to you back then. In the right bracelet there are these 4 lines in your script. The script of the Antarians. Your mother taught me."


Zen watched Cal become even paler. She herself knew that something was scratched into her bracelets, but she had never asked Cal what it said. She had always only hoped that one day she would tell her herself.


"Is that correct, Cal, is the text on the inside of the bracelet?" that was Trunks' vote, he clung to the same wish as Cal, that this was all a bitter lie. She bowed her head. "Yes, it's true. In this bracelet ..." She raised her arm with a clenched fist so that everyone could see it.The bracelet glowed in the firelight. "... is written in Narwish:


YOU SHOULD BE CALEA,


THE 4 ELEMENTS ARE THE SAME!


THE SUPERNATURAL IS YOUR POWER,


THE POWER OF YOUR WILL ALONE CAN DO IT! she said softly and hung her head even more, still holding her arm up.


"I think that's the proof, I AM your father!" Vegeta triumphed, but didn't really enjoy it. He had not only destroyed Cal's life with the confession, but also that of his family. In retrospect, he wished he didn't do it though. But he knew that it was better that Cal on the one hand was right to the truth and on the other hand he would not have been able to meet her every day, possibly seeing her all the time, but not being able to treat her like his daughter.


All of a sudden, Cal's head shot up. "MY FATHER IS HOME IN ANTARES!" she said, but it sounded more like she wanted to convince herself, to suppress the truth in the back door of her head.

"I'm your father and nobody else ..." Vegeta growled. Cal backed away. "No, never ..." She stepped behind her step by step, almost fell. "I hate you!" with that she turned and ran. Carelessly, she pushed the Z-Fighters aside, ran on, and pushed herself off the ground. She flew away.


"CAL COME BACK IMMEDIATELY!" that was a clear order from Vegeta, but she ignored him with anger and contempt.


"SHUT UP! YOU ARE THE LAST ONE WHO HAS TO REPORT HERE!" shouted an angry voice suddenly. Everyone turned around, these words had come from Son Goten. He stood there, apart from everyone, and clenched his fists. "Son Goten ..." Chichi exclaimed. His head jerked around. "No, mother ..." He turned back to Vegeta, slowly approaching him step by step. "Even if you are her father, who gives you the right to show up again in her life now? WHO? She would have needed you sooner, all the years after her mother's death!"Where have you been all those long damn years? WHERE? You no longer have any right to her or her love! Even if my father had a child that wasn't my mother's, he would never, never have let it down. Vegeta you know what? I'm just sorry for you. You're scared, scared of your own past. If you want your daughter back, you have to face your past ... "Goten deliberately only spoke in the singular, because Vegeta had to face the past in both cases, whether it was Cal or Bra. With an angry puff he lifted himself off the ground and flew away without a word.




In the meantime the wind had carried the clouds out and it had started to rain like buckets. The wind whipped the raindrops against Cal's body. But she didn't seem to notice. Within seconds she was wet to the skin, but she didn't notice that either. Neither did the creeping, biting cold that slowly crept up her body.Salt water mixed with the raindrops and ran down her cheeks. The blue hair stuck to her just like the clothes.


Cal didn't know where she was going, the tears blocked her view. But she didn't really want to know, she just wanted to get away. Just away. Away from it all as much as possible. Then it went down somewhere. The rain grew lighter, then stopped altogether. Only the wind continued to blow stormily, as if it wanted to vent all its anger on the people. Now Cal could see where she was. She was on a rock. Behind her lay the forest and in the distance in front of her she saw the lights of the concert hall, which was just outside Satan City. The dome was arranged in such a way that the hall could be used as an open-air area by opening the roof dome in good weather. From there one could now hear melodic sounds. 4Starz gave a concert there that evening, which neither Cal nor Bra knew.



Marron had been there. Her father wanted to please her and bought her one of the most expensive cards. Marron went there but after the 3rd song> Love should be a crime

Again a cold breeze caught Marron. She had taken shelter from the rain under an old beech tree. Now it had stopped raining, but the wind was blowing even more violently than before. Marron pulled the coat tighter around her body. She continued to roam through the dark forest. It cracked everywhere and sometimes she thought an animal would jump out of the nearest bush. But she wasn't afraid, she only had real fear once, back then ...


The wind howled loudly and ran through Marron's blonde hair and tugged at her braids.She had never been able to get rid of this habit entirely. Well, she no longer wore the braids like she had when she was a child, her hair was now too long for that. Her hair reached a long way over her shoulders. She had tied the side sections on each side with small hair ties in thin braids, which went into the loose hair. The pony fell cheekily in her face. It was a hairstyle Bra had conjured up for her himself one fine afternoon in the Kame House. Marron was immediately enthusiastic and stood in front of the mirror for hours before the concert to get the hairstyle done. It was a ritual, a sign that at least something from Bra came to the concert. > Bra where are you ... <




At the barbecue party, the mood was at zero, everyone was thinking about their own thoughts. Bulma just sat there motionless, staring at the sky and watching the drops as they all fell one after the other from the sky. She had known she wasn't the first in Vegetas and she had never minded.But the fact that Vegeta had a daughter from another woman paralyzed her, sent her logical mind on vacation. She didn't know how to react. Should she be angry? But why didn't she feel angry then? She felt nothing, neither anger nor joy, her inner life had become a single, all-consuming emptiness.


"Why did you never tell me that I have a sister ?!" Trunks confronted Vegeta.


"Because it was none of your business!" came the insolent answer.


Now Trunks exploded. "It's none of my business? It's my business, because after all, she is part of my family. You probably wouldn't even have admitted it if something had developed between me and Cal! Goten is right, you're a cowardly rat and something like that is called father! "


"Beware of your tongue, friend! You seem to have forgotten who you have in front of you!"


Normally Vegeta's threats should be taken seriously, but Trunks didn't care.All of a sudden, Zenya gave both of them a cold shower with the garden hose. She was really pissed off. "Now get both of you together. My best friend is out there somewhere in the pampas and is having a nervous breakdown because she found out earlier who her mother's murderer was. But that's not all, she's already having problems with her family and suddenly it says her family is not her family at all. But to top it all off, she is also told that the man she loves is her half-brother, not forgetting that her little sister is from the murderer of hers Mother was kidnapped. Don't you think it's enough for today? Instead of smashing your heads in, you'd better help Cal because she's pulled the ass card at the moment. But no, the only person who cares and worries about her is the person , who Cal likes least of all. She usually only argues with Goten and he is the one who takes care of her.He takes on the job that her brother and father actually have to do! "


These words had sat. Vegeta turned around and stared somewhere, but avoided any eye contact, Trunks looked down, embarrassed. "So she has a wire to make you feel guilty!" Kuririn whispered to Yamcha. "But where she is right, she is right ..." he replied just as quietly.




Son Goten had been flying around for quite a while now. He was totally wet too, but he was more concerned about Cal. She had run away earlier, he had never seen her like this before, she was completely off the mark. Was almost crying. When she ran past him, he had been able to take a quick look into her eyes. Her gaze, no her will was broken, her pride hurt. What he had always somehow admired about Cal was broken - her will. T.K. was a lot worse than Vegeta or Son Goku, especially he had always bullied Cal because she always seemed so weak.Almost fragile. Even when she was lying next to him in the dirt, barely able to do anything. Her will was there, the will NEVER give up, not give in to defeat. She had mobilized the last of her strength. T.K. had once kicked her in the back, her spine had cracked suspiciously, so that Goten thought it was broken. T.K. hurled wild abuse at Cal. She braced herself on her arms with the last of her strength, straightened up, and came to a swaying stand. She had difficulty standing on her feet. Now T.K. throwing