So this is now the fourth act. Phew, I'm in a good mood today to write something like that ... Well .....


Oh yes gorilla. I don't write my poems under the stories because they don't fit the topic.


The last poem z. B goes well with the end of the last part and with this part.


If one of mine fits, you'll get to read it. ;-)




PS I want to thank everyone who wrote me clerks!


You are super nice






Between heaven and hell


Chapter 1, Act Four: The Balance






“Tikki?” My voice was trembling ....




"Oh my goodness ... what is happening now?" Mrs. Binger made a little ponderous leap back, prancing helplessly with her arms and looking for her balance across the room, watched by the astonished Trunks, who stood there surprised and drowned . She had just read him the riot act after all, because of bad behavior and now ... woah ..... he wouldn't have expected the old lady to be so agile ...

He wanted to turn to Goten, who looked at him just as amazed and also slowly took a step back.




Trembling and trembling, the little crooked hand stretched out in my direction. Fingers spread for help, the blurred face full of sadness and finality. ... and hate ....


The whistling wind had thrown open the windows and showed the silver moonlight a path that it was now entering, stretching its rays and forcing the shadows into their corners.


The glistening brightness was reflected in her widened eyes, lay down on her pale face and enveloped her in a mysterious play of light.


Her small body slipped forward a little, with the last of her strength she straightened up, grabbed my dress with her fragile hands. Tikki ... so delightful in her adoration to me ...


Laughing and screaming through the corridors, sitting on my lap: "I love you, when I grow up I'll be just like you!"



....I love you.....


I couldn't stop the tears from filling my eyes, as if moved by magic I bent down and stretched out my arms to press her weak body against mine one last time. The distorted inhuman sobs echoed in my ears, I felt the warm wetness on my shoulder, could see how it slowly ... dissolved. Her voice ... she wanted to say something, but only an unintelligible gurgle and rattle came from her throat. She pressed closer to me, sobbing.


I felt her body become porous, ceased to have substance. The warm liquid dripped onto my hands, crawled down my arms. Wrapped around my body like a second, cold skin that choked my air and didn't allow me to move even an inch. Desperately I tried to wipe away the thick broth with my other hand, but the bluish shining strands that shot out like angry snakes also wrapped around them.

"T ... Tikki ... What are you doing?" The shortness of breath got worse and worse, I gasped. Still pressed my lips together so tight that it hurt. I knew that if I screamed, this strange substance would find its way into my mouth, pump through my veins, mix with my blood and let me burn up from within.


But .. the human instinct that rolled over me like a gigantic wave of desire to do the wrong thing, no one can escape, it shouldn't be the first time that I noticed. At that moment, however, I was certain that it would be the last time.


And so I opened my mouth ... and screamed ...




"Trunks you ... have spots!" Goten pointed accusingly with his forefinger at the stunned boy in front of him. Trunks, who really didn't understand what his friend was talking about, wanted to turn to Bra to get her opinion. When he looked at his little sister, however, his breath caught ...



Light. She had turned into a bright light. So suddenly that I didn't really realize it at first and just stood there perplexed, enveloped by the biting brightness that didn't allow me to rest my eyes in one place for more than a few seconds.


The whole room was filled with the bluish rays that penetrated every corner and that I had the feeling they would crawl into the deepest confines of my soul. Blinded, I held my hands in front of my frightened face. It didn't help ... it was ... as if this light was not bound to substance. Not dependent on time or place. Like the wind that I was always jealous of when it blew through my hair ...


Slowly and carefully, I dropped my hands. It got weaker until there was only a small ball floating in front of my face, which I reached for my fingers.


The little thing reacted and approached shyly like a young deer, only to snuggle up to my damp hands.The lump in my throat got bigger and bigger when I noticed what I was holding in my hands. A small fetus ... a small, hunched-over creature that trembled against my fingers. I sobbed when I heard a soft, thin voice.


Maybe I only heard her in my mind, I don't remember that today ... but what she said, so sad and hopeless.


Do not be sad .... Tikki loves you very much ..... but she has to sleep now ... the balance must not be disturbed who ..........


The little light trembled, I closed my hands around it and held it protectively to my chest, the tears dripping uncontrollably onto my hands.


The warmth went out like a little candle in the wind. And when I opened my hands again there was nothing ...




I gasped and stormed off. I had to see Mrs. Binger, what if something like that happened again? Blinded by my tears, I stumbled through the hallways.I think I've never run so fast in my life. If I fell I got up again .....


Panting and gasping for air, I turned into the last corridor, tore open the door at its end and ... froze. I could not believe it. What I heard and saw ...


There they stood this Trunks and his friends. Full of color and visible, apparently even surprised by this turn of events.


Only ... they seemed to be the only ones ...


Old Binger leaned over to the little girl, the little sister of this strange guy, and whispered affectionately, "Well Tikki! You probably want freshly baked cookies too. If Laurie likes her, you like her too, don't you. You are always attached to hers." Rockzipfel "She laughed good-naturedly, and ruffled Bra's hair. “You want something too, don't you guys?” She smiled at Trunks and Goten, who in turn looked at her blankly. Huten laughed harshly "Don't be so good. I have another chicken to pick with Ryou and Tyler about the slices - thing you know ..."

I didn't have to look to know that Ryou and Tyler were missing ... as was Tikki.




So done. Does anyone already suspect it? Hey hey


Well, as always, the request for clerks and an entry in the guest book ...


So today I'll be short ...


I think the part didn't turn out that well. I wasn't in the right mood, but I wanted to stick to the schedule. Hope you liked it anyway.




CU yinyang