The electricity came back unexpectedly. The living room's lights had been left on when the two young people had went upstairs for bed; they now flashed shyly before illuminating again for good. The rain was still heavy, but the wind was calmed down and the monotone sound of big drops hitting the roof was filling the air. The lightning strikes were more and more spaced and the thunder was less and less loud as the storm moved away.
Oob groaned as moving his numb limbs slowly, first to sit down on the steps instead of laying on them, second to rub his sore neck. For a moment all he could think of was the pain his body was, though slightly, throbbing with. Then his dark eyes opened wide and he disappeared from his seat, flying up the stairs.
- Marron!
He rushed into the bedroom where it had left her, but already his mind had scanned the area and knew what he would find.
No one.
He tried to oblige his heart to slow down its frantic beating and focused on the major sign of what had happened during his moment of unconsciousness: the window had been broken, along with a piece of wall, obviously by the passage of a person - no, it was too large... The passage of two persons. Three, he corrected again, thinking about that blond woman. Slowly, he approached the large hole, by which rain fell quietly inside. On the left side, he noticed a piece of dark fabric caught by the broken wood of the window frame and the image of the black T-shirt of the stranger came to his mind. Notwithstanding the cold drops - another mystery: summer rain is always cold - that were hitting his bare legs, he made two steps to the right and observed the broken glass.
Sweat froze on his back when he saw the blood covering an outstanding piece of it. There wasn't so much of the dark fluid; the cut was probably superficial, only deep enough to bleed for a minute or two. But there was blood and he knew whose it was. Marron.
A growl rose within his throat, changed into a painful scream that evoked one of a wild beast, that kind of animals human respected and feared for their bestial power. When the shout died in the night, Oob jumped by the now absent window, powered up quickly and flew away, feverishly trying to sense the young woman's ki.
Krilin snapped out of his slumber all of a sudden. That mysterious feeling had struck again and now he was certain something was wrong. And somehow he felt it had to do with his daughter.
- C-18! Wake up!! We gotta go home!
As trying to wake up his deeply sleeping wife, the little man began to dress up quickly, without noticing he put his shirt backwards. C-18 slowly opened her eyes, sat on the bed trying to fix the blond mess of her hair as watching him picking up their things.
- What's going on?
- I have a bad feeling, something happened to Marron.
Those words slapped C-18 wide awaken and she literally jumped into her clothes. She never showed her feelings too much, but everyone knew she was very protective of her daughter. A single second after hearing the news, she was ready to leave, and so was Krilin. Both left the hotel and the gentle rain remaining from the storm was far from being an obstacle in their way to Kame House.
A problem common to Hell and Heaven is that capsules don't exist there. After so many years of death, Lunch was having some problems controlling the small boat on a still agitated ocean and when she sneezed and transformed, she lost most of her driving skills. Actually, she fell out of the engine who simply went on without her. After a vain attempt at swimming, she began drowning.
The place was strangely familiar. The rich odour of forest brought hints of memories to the maiden. There were tons of spider webs everywhere and a layer of dust on everything, but she thought she recognized the little house. She was quite sure she had been there before but... When?
And that man... After cleaning her still bleeding cut, he had let her sit down at the table and had said nothing. Standing in the doorway, arms crossed, frowning, his pale eyes gazing away, he now seemed deep in thoughts and she didn't dare to break the silence, which was getting heavier with every minute gone. She was more and more aware of her lack of cover and distant shivers changed into constant trembling. But it wasn't only cold or embarrassment: she was scared like Hell.
- This is the last time I go in a All-You-Can-Eat place with you!
Chichi slammed the air-car's door closed as she sat behind the wheel, while her husband scratched the back on his head in characteristical sign of guilty puzzle. He climbed into the engine and the door wasn't closed yet that the upset woman had begun to make it move, and not in the most careful way either. She made the capsule vehicle rise over the parking lot, taking the quickest way home: the straight line. Although used to her mood fits and her dangerous driving style, Goku tightly held onto his belt and stayed quiet. "If the guys could see me now, the great Son Goku, savior of Earth..." Meanwhile, Chichi started to tell him about his eating habits, even though the subject mysteriously switched to his atrocious performance as a father to Goten.
When they arrived at home, Chichi stopped the air-car just before smashing into a tree, than she got into another tantrum just because the door was on the floor, like it was not supposed to be. She was still yelling outside when Goku came back from his quick inspection of the house, saying only the Dragon Balls detector and his personal four-stars one sphere were missing.
- I'm going to Capsule Corporation, he announced. It's getting serious.
- Alright. Promise me you'll find the bastard who dared to ransack my house and that you'll make him pay for every single little scratch he did to it!
- Huh... Ok.
As wrapping an arm around her waist before taking off (flying was always better in those situations, especially considering Chichi's mood), the Saiyan warrior thought how the unsubtle thief was lucky to might have to face him and not her.
Oob was lost. He had never been in this part of the world - an endless area of sand, only sand and heat - and he had no idea why he had flown so far away. He couldn't feel Marron's ki but noticed that his sensei's one was moving with high speed toward other powerful spirits, which he recognized as Vegeta's, Trunks' and Goten's. He began flying toward the West Capital as well, though his mind was still scanning the whole planet in hope to feel the dearest one to him.
After a minute of flight, he abruptly changed direction, now heading toward the North.
