anything to her. And before the stunned Cal or anyone else had the opportunity to reply, she turned to her parents. "You were right, it was a good idea to come here. Now at least I know that Bra’s life is in the hands of a bunch of useless asses!" . The two had a very close relationship.Maron could always speak to C-18, while her father always cheered her up with various jokes.


The former cyborg bowed his head sadly, while Kuririn put his arms around her shoulders in comfort.


"Sorry guys ..." Kuririn whispered meekly and stared at the floor. "The thing with Bra is wrecking her ... that's not her way of just ... ripping off ..."


"Actually ... she's right!" Trunks tried to settle the embarrassing situation. For once they all hung on to their thoughts, even Goku, who usually had everything under control and blessed him with optimism.


Silence spread, despite Trunk's little attempt. Only the quiet sobs of the C-18s and the singing of the birds gave the area a few more noises. The wind rushed past the square, tore at people's hair and clothes, played with the leaves that lay on the ground. Suddenly, it seemed, the place was filled with sounds, sounds of nature that were otherwise drowned out by the hustle and bustle.

A loud clap made her flinch. It seemed like they had awakened from a deep sleep. The eyes of those present were spread over Goku and Vegeta, who had hit the right fist in the left palm of the hand in sync.


"I don't feel like waiting anymore ..." growled the Saiyajin prince, his voice trembling with suppressed anger. "For a week and a half we've just been crouching stupidly staring into the air while Bra is in the hands of the damned pig. I don't feel like putting my hands in my lap ..." His ki swelled again, his hair went from black to blonde and back again.


“Father, no wait.” Cal jumped up to her father, looking deep into his eyes. "Leave that to us, don't worry, with the help of the Guardians we will quickly find out where Taylor is hiding and then it's his turn!"


"Cal is right, father. Marron is not entirely wrong, but she overlooked one thing. You had no other choice.Nobody would have used it if you had flown across the galaxy in search of this Saiyan. "Trunks also got involved.


"And his energy cannot be traced, even from Master Kaio ..." Goku muttered angrily, with a clenched fist. He too had come closer, as had Zen, Goten and Gohan.


"Don't worry, the Guardians computer has a lot of information stored, it will be easy to get the necessary information out of there." said Zen firmly.


Goten put his arm around her shoulder. "What would we do without our technical genius!" he said chatty with a big grin on his face, but that disappeared the next moment and gave way to pure seriousness. "Now it's up to us to save the world. Trust us, after all, this Taylor faces a four-man troop while he's just alone and can't even fight big."


"And in a pinch, let us know, your energies will be found by Dad."Gohan smiled encouragingly." And then it's his turn. "


Vegeta had just listened in silence. His anger had subsided, giving way to resignation. His gaze was fixed between the Saiyajins, looking somewhere past them into space. His thoughts kept hanging on the little girl that he loved so much. He didn't know what he'd done in the past week and a half. He had trained to distract himself, but at the same time it seemed impossible. All he had to do was look into his wife's closed face and he saw her again, Bra. How much she looked like Bulma, true to size. A week and a half, which for him was just one torment, the most terrible time of his life.


"I think we're getting old, what!" Goku said with a grin and hit Vegeta hard on the back so that his flow of thoughts dried up.


"Maybe you, but not me!" he growled, his eyes resting on the four Guardians who were now laughing out loud.You could clearly hear Goten's loud organ when he put one hand around Zen's shoulder and the other around Cal's shoulder, which she then immediately slapped aside. A smile crossed Vegeta's face, she was really like him. He wasn't wrong.


“Hey, how was that about the four virtues of a Guardian?” Goten looked at his friends with wide eyes. Trunks immediately understood what he was getting at. It was like a clout she'd done before, but in other words. Back then they had been big fans of an animated series and had acted out numerous scenes from it. Back then, Goten was with him almost every day because they didn't have a television at home. Without hesitation, he found the best virtue in his opinion and stretched out his arm to the others, palm down. “Peace,” he said.


Cal and Zen looked at him blankly. They wanted to say something, but Goten got ahead of them, put his palm on the back of Trunks hand. "Freedom!"

Zen grinned. “Didn't even know that you were into something like that.” With that she also put her hand on the back of Goten's hand. "Love!"


Cal smiled slightly. She understood what Goten was getting at. A highlight that expressed their togetherness. Something to encourage themselves with. She took one last look around, gave her father a reassuring smile and concentrated inwardly. "Hope!" she whispered gently as she put her hand on the zens. But at the same time their teleportation was unleashed and before anyone could say anything they disappeared, all four with determined smiles on their faces.


The rest of the Z-Fighters stared at the empty space in front of them that seconds ago the Four Guardians had been standing on. Hope showed in their minds, but also trust in the young people. Even Goku, who was definitely not after a break, decided to stay out of it for now. Perhaps, he thought to himself, his time was really up.But at the same time he was very proud that there are still people who willingly took the places of all Z-fighters.


"I believe our future is in good hands!" he muttered solemnly, while his eyes looked up at the sky, which seemed to beckon him cloudlessly.