Hello you!



Haven't heard from me for a long time, huh? Sorry, but I barely had time to write, those stupid report books were more important ... whoever is also in training knows what I mean. REALLY CORROSIVE !!!



Well ... in order to be able to bring something at all now, the chapter is a little shorter today. This time "only" 5 pages ... (otherwise there are 10).



In retrospect, this is almost a Captain Ginyu memorial chapter. You will see the meadow ... uh ... why. Sorry, too much weed ... * clear throat * So much for the bad joke of the day.



Now something completely alien ... Do you know the series "A cage full of heroes"? Available on Kabel 1, daily from Mon-Fri at 7:10 p.m. If there is someone here who knows the series: I thought about whether I should write a FF about it. There's a fansite with a new forum. If you want to give up your mustard, you can and should do that ... but please below, it always spills so ...

Un nu ...

Happy reading! ... uh ... Have fun reading!

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Dragon Ball - Millennium

The interworld saga

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Chapter 010 Excursion to Namek



So Nails Dragon Balls couldn't help them ... Well, that wasn't a big deal. The Namekians were a friendly breed and would certainly allow them to use their Dragon Balls. Only the question of how to get there remained ...

"Man ...! That I didn't think of it straight away!" Son Goku jumped out of the ice cream mountain so suddenly that he splashed a large portion of raspberry cream on his wife. "The current teleportation! Damn it! If I had thought of it earlier ..."

"... we would have got to God's palace in time." Ten-Shin-Han concluded the sentence for him.

So much stupidity ... well, showing up earlier probably wouldn't have saved her friends either.But it would now accelerate their resuscitation enormously. Bulma, who had been brooding over a new space capsule, was suddenly torn from her thoughts when she splashed a good five liters of lemon ice cream. Goku had thrown himself upside down in the cup again ... at least he wanted to finish before they set off.



Their departure was then delayed by a few hours. Because of acute abdominal pain. But regardless of that, Son Goku and Vegeta were already looking forward to the next opportunity to be able to call the little dragon. They discussed what they should want next time ... Their women, on the other hand, just shook their heads. The guys had just felt sick, and now they were talking about the next meal. Well, meal. Understand those Saiyans! Bulma and ChiChi remained remarkably calm ... the years of training ...

After some delay, also because ChiChi insisted that Goku put on a fresh ... ice-free ... suit, they gathered to leave.Goku, as the only one who mastered the current teleportation, was of course part of the party. Kuririn really wanted to know how the Namekians were doing. And ...

"I want to go with you too!"

Nail tugged at Goku's pant leg. The little tip of his antennae reached up to his knee.

"Nat ..."

"OH NO!" ChiChi interrupted Goku in the middle of the word "He is still much too small for such a long journey! Besides, it could be dangerous! And ..."

"But ChiChi ..." Goku looked for the right words "... it ... uh ... it's his home ... and ... and ... uh ... he ..." < br />
"... he can certainly learn a lot about his people if he comes with him. You know ... you are never too young to LEARN." Kuririn helped his friend out of a tight spot.

ChiChi turned her back on the two men and considered. She completely missed the fact that the two winked mischievously at each other.

"Good ... he can come with you!" ChiChi announced without turning back to them "But take a jacket for him ... and cough syrup!Warm socks ... shoes to change ... and ... "

"Former ... ChiChi .."

"Yes, Bulma?"

"They are already gone ..."



As a matter of fact. Instead of continuing to listen to ChiChi's torrent of speech, the two men had grabbed the little nail without further ado and shortly afterwards vanished into thin air. Sudden disappearance was one of the most powerful antidotes to a never-ending monologue. And the only one at ChiChi anyway.

It was only a brief moment before they felt the warmth of the three Namekian suns. Kuririn snorted. He had completely forgotten how hot it was on Namek ... compared to Earth. How could Piccolo and the other Earth Namkians endure without getting chilblains? Well, if they were alive again he could ask.

Son Goku too suddenly felt a sweat on his forehead. The only one who didn't mind the temperatures was Nail. Although he had never visited his father's home country, he felt at home straight away.Laughing, he ran to a small pond nearby and tried to catch one of the numerous frogs whose antennae and tails wiggled merrily with every hop.

"And now?" asked Kuririn. There was no village to be seen far and wide. Where should you start?

"Shit ..." Son Goku hit his head "We forgot the Dragon Radar ... that way we could have found the next village quickly. Well ... then it will take a little longer ..."

"Why don't you just teleport back and get him?"

"Are you crazy ?! ChiChi is hacking me up!"

Matter of opinion. But the visit to Namek has so far been more of a vacation character, so Kuririn decided not to see the whole thing so closely. Maybe before they returned to earth he could take a little sunbath ... then 18 could no longer say he was so pale.

A few minutes later they set off. Nail, who was holding an unusually fat and violently wriggling frog ... it was almost the size of the boy's head ... was tripping back and forth between them all the time.Again and again he ran a long way ahead, then came back, only to run back to something interesting a moment later. That went on for a while ...

"Oh man ... the little one might have stamina ..." Kuririn said while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Yes ... but he's a nice boy ... just like the father ... Hey! Kuririn! I think there's a village over there ... I can already see the fields!"

And right. Directly in front of them, in a large but shallow depression, stood a good dozen of the strange, insect-egg-like houses of the Namekians. Nail stared spellbound at the strange structures. THAT was something interesting! The fat frog kicked hard, but Nail persisted. On the contrary. He tucked the frog under his arm and then ran down the grassy slope. He was almost down when he overlooked a large stone, got his foot caught in a corner ... and slapped the floor lengthways.With his knees open he crouched on the floor, his new cuddly toy tightly held ... which the frog didn't like very much ... and howled heartbreakingly. Goku and Kuririn were with him quickly. Goku, good at training his own children, carefully examined the bloody knees and chafed pants. He concluded that it probably hurt, but wasn't dangerous. He smiled and picked Nail up.

"It will be done again .. mpf ..."

Nail's frog had slapped a large, slippery webbed foot right in the face of Son Goku. That was enough to cheer Nail up again. When they got to the village he was still laughing.

There was hustle and bustle in the fields. A good 20 Namekians planted fresh seedlings or moved the larger plants so that they had more space to grow. In between there were a few children running around, most of them considerably older than Nail.

"Welcome. My name is Molo ... you come from Earth, aren't you?" an old Namek, leaning heavily on a short stick, spoke to her.He looked even older than Kami on his worst days. His skin was a dark olive shade and was wrinkled in numerous deep folds. The spots that were pink in younger Namek people had faded to a pale, almost white, yellow.

Son Goku replied kindly "Hello! Yes, we come from Earth ..."

"Then you have to be the ones who saved us from Freezer back then ... what can we do for you? Ah ..." his gaze fell on Nail. Son Goku had put him down again in the meantime, and now the little one was hiding behind Goku's legs from his strange conspecifics. The old man was scary to him. "... who is that little one? Did you bring him from Earth?"

"This is Nail. He is Dende's son ... Dende came to earth a few years ago as the new god."

"I remember ... little Dende ... was actually much too young for a job like that ... but, from what you've heard, he must have done a very good job.What's your name boy "

Nail was still unsettled by the old man, and so he beeped from between Goku's knees "Nail ..."

"I should have guessed. Dende named his son after his best friend ... Well, why are you here?"

Goku cleared his throat "We need your Dragon Balls ..." Molo looked up in amazement "... we were attacked ... some of our friends were killed ... Piccolo, Dende ... and ... my son ... . Son Gohan ... "Obviously the death of his son was very close to him, even if he knew that they could resuscitate him.

Molo considered, and finally said, "If anyone has the right to ask for such a thing, it is those who saved our people from extinction. Please wait. I will consult with the other elders ..."



It took a while. Nail quickly found some playmates. Son Goku viewed the progress of the Namekians ... near the village there was a small forest of young trees ... and Kuririn came to his sunbath.

After about four hours, Molo came back with six other Namekians. They all carried a large orange ball under their arm. Goku recognized one and Kuririn recognized one of