Son-Goku winced when he felt this insane energy. "Damn it!" he thrust out between his teeth and looked into the now dark sky. "What is it?" Bulma asked excitedly and took the Saiyan's hand. But Goku continued to stare straight ahead and be silent. "Has anything happened to Vegeta?" she asked again urgently and shook his hand. Only now did Son-Goku look at the frightened-looking woman and his worried expression made her notions worse. “He might not survive this.” Bulma shot him a startled look; her big eyes flickered. “What do you mean by that?” The younger Saiyan neither looked into the distance and whispered. : "Ice is ... a Super Saiyan."



Vegeta hung in the air, unable to move, and looked at his daughter, who was racing towards him with tearful eyes and a strong aura. * Stand against her! Fight! Defeat them! * said his Saiyan blood, already fiery rushing through his veins, full of anticipation for the upcoming fight.But his mind told him otherwise. *Leave it! She is your daughter! You can't compete against them! * "I DONT BELIEVE A WORD YOU SAY!" she screamed again, fixing a slap in his face. He could not dodge in time and was hit with full force. It flew towards the water and slammed unchecked, back first, on the surface and went under.

It was so cold down here. He sank deeper and deeper, wishing he would never come up to stand in the way of his own daughter. *I can not do that! I can't fight my daughter! It simply does not work!! * Bubbles rose and made it sink lower and lower. His blood rushed and pounded wildly in his veins. *Come on! She challenged you to do it! Fuck who she is and fight! * Second after second, his instincts battled his mind and they just couldn't come to an agreement. *It's over!*

But he was suddenly pulled up. Surprised, he looked over his shoulder and saw that Ice had grabbed him by the collar and was pulling him to the surface. He tried to object and opened his mouth. But since they were still under water, he took a swig of sea water and choked on it. They pierced the surface and flew higher. The Saiyan prince coughed and choked a little in disgust. The Saiyan released him and waited. Vegeta doubled over and spat out some of the water she had swallowed. He felt dizzy and slowly turned to Ice. He tried to smile, but it turned into a crooked grin. "Let's stop," he said, slowly moving away from her. “We'll continue tomorrow.” Ice looked angry and blocked his way. "I won't stop until you beg for mercy!" she hissed with a twinkle in her eyes. He avoided her gaze and wanted to pass her, but he was thrown back by a hard blow."You stay here! We keep fighting!"

Vegeta had no choice: Either he would be killed like this, directly by her, if he escaped or he would have to start fighting. But he did not think of resistance and let the blows she dealt over him. He seemed to be just a pawn for the angry Super Saiyan. "You don’t even fight back? It’s getting too boring for me!" she grumbled and kicked him in the side. He groaned in pain and held the painful area, panting and with downcast eyes. Vegeta looked really battered: his hair, messed up, his face riddled with blood and bruises, and his clothes, soaked and torn. The expression on the Saiyan's face clearly showed that he was in great pain. She looked at him more closely.

Something glittered in his eyes. * Is he crying? * she asked herself and looked at him even more closely. And indeed a lonely tear flowed down his cheek. Ice was amazed. *Why?* "I don't want to defend myself!" he gasped and looked up. Her body began to tremble under his gaze and she couldn't attack again. He flew over to her and hugged her. “I couldn't hurt my daughter.” Ice froze as he hugged her lovingly. She never knew what the feeling of security felt like. But now she felt something, something that her Freezer could never have given: security.

But this brief peace was suddenly interrupted when she pushed him away roughly and moved a meter away from him. She was breathing heavily and her eyes were wide and were about to fill with tears again. * Don't start crying now, you wimp. * she warned herself and her mine went cold again, as before. * Just because he hugged you. So what? He is not my father! I do not believe him! * She slowly began to doubt her ideals. * What if it's true and he really didn't kill mother?* she thought and looked at him closely.

Suddenly she remembered words from Dodoria that he had said about Vegeta when she was 5 years old. “He was strong, stubborn, proud ... and loved your mother.” At that time he had put the last words so quickly in a row that she couldn't quite understand. Also Vegeta's words from this afternoon: "How should I kill her when I've loved her dearly ?!" haunted her head. For a few seconds her mind overcame her pride and suddenly showed her the truth. * It ... so it's true after all: he didn't kill her. But who then ?! Oh whatever! *

She gave him a cold look and smirked at him.

"Get ready for tomorrow, Vegeta! That was just the beginning!" she called to him and sped off in a southerly direction. Vegeta just watched her breathing heavily and slowly started walking home. It occurred to him that she might still be keeping a secret.* I'm sure it got a Saiyan name. Ice already sounds like Freezer's suggested name. But ... * He paused in his thought and looked over his shoulder again. * ... I know Breezer. She would never have agreed to it and must have given her a second name. * He shook his head slightly and flew to Capsule Corp. back to where he was eagerly awaited.



Ice holed up somewhere in the mountains and thought about the current situation. The memory came back to her. Freezer's statement that Vegeta had Breezer on her conscience and Vegeta's admission that he was her father. She started to cry. "Whom should I believe now?" she sobbed and put her head on her drawn knees. "Mother. Help me! Who should I believe ?!"

Suddenly the wind began to blow and ran through her hair. It seemed to Ice that he was whispering something to her. > Listen to your heart!


Bulma couldn't take it. She couldn't sleep for whatever reason. She kept glancing at Vegeta, who was soundly asleep next to her. She got up, remembered his appearance when he stood in front of the front door, completely torn to pieces, or leaned against the door frame ...



... She had propped him up to the nearest seat and asked Goku to give him a magic bean. "What happened?" she asked. He looked at the floor, very worried. “What did that bitch do to you ?!” At that word he pricked up his ears. "Bulma," he said at last, looking up and looking at the opposite wall."I'll tell you a story. I knew a beautiful girl back then on Freezer 79. Her name was Breezer or Rashun, in my language. She was my first great love. I was 16 when we gave up our love and Ice, your so-called bitch who was conceived. "

Bulma drew in a breath. "What ?! She is your daughter ?!" The others were also amazed when they heard Bulma's statement. "Is that true?" asked Gohan, hugging Videl closer to him. Vegeta nodded and just waited for Bulma's thunderstorm. She was about to start when she suddenly noticed his sad look and stopped. "The whole thing was just one rake: Freezer didn't want me to find out that Breezer was expecting a daughter, so he sent me on a mission for a year. She never told me she was pregnant and, to be honest , didn't have the time either. She was killed by Freezer 2 days later for allegedly betraying him.I was allowed to watch her go up in the air with the ice rings. I didn't know my daughter. It was withheld from me. "He held his head and screwed up his eyes.

"Vegeta," Bulma said gently and wanted to put her hand on his shoulder. "I didn't know ..." He dodged her and stood up. "I'm going to sleep, it was a busy day today. Good night." He disappeared from the room without saying any more. Everyone watched him go. "Poor man," said Videl, wiping a tear from his face. “That must have hit him hard at the time.” Everyone just nodded in agreement ...



... Bulma went into the kitchen and wanted to make a coffee. As she did so, she looked out. * It's still raining, * she thought as she tipped the coffee powder into the filter. A flash of lightning lit the sky and the room, followed by a loud thunder. She looked out and saw a person standing dripping wet on the sidewalk in front of the house. *Who could it be?* She went to the door, opened it and took a step out into the rain.

Ice stood there and looked plaintively at the house. She was soaked and seemed to be freezing as she rubbed her upper arms. Bulma leaned against the door frame and asked tentatively: "Wouldn't you prefer to come in? It's cold outside." Her expression changed suddenly. Her pride did not allow Ice to accept this offer and she just hurled at the woman: "I'm going to give a shit and go into my father's house!" She strode away, without a goal, without a specific path. Bulma just stood there and grinned. * Just as proud as the father. Oh, she'll be back, * she thought and went back inside.



Ice couldn't control her step and walked in circles for an hour before she got back in front of the Capsule Corp. was standing. Again she looked plaintively at the front door. * Should I rather ask if I can sleep here? * she wondered as her feet automatically carried her to the front door.She raised her hand and wanted to knock, but the door opened from the