I am Kera, a Saiyan Warrior Princess

Chapter 112

Kera:

As fast as he could, Piccolo flew with Kera in his arms to Bulma's and Vegeta's house. Kera was nervous. She had completely lost her sense of time and had no clue how long Vegeta, Kakarrot and Trunks had stayed in the future. Were they back quickly? If so, did it mean something good or bad?

When they finally saw the mansion, Kera jumped out of Piccolo's arms and dropped to the ground. She hit the ground harder than she intended and took in the situation. Kakarrot was lying on the ground next to the time capsule, looking a little green around the nose. Trunks was sitting next to him and seemed exhausted. Vegeta had pulled Bulma into a tight embrace and was standing with her on the other side of the time capsule.

Kera was reluctant to disturb her brother's togetherness with his mate, but her curiosity was stronger. Vegeta had already noticed her and detached himself from Bulma. A brief smile flitted across his lips.

Kera sighed with relief and threw her arms around her brother's neck. "Thank the gods. You're all right."

She stifled a sob and pulled Bulma into the embrace, only to distance them both again a second later. "Tell me, what happened? Did you win? Is that bastard..." She faltered. Unbridled rage boiled up inside her and tears came to her eyes.

Piccolo stepped behind her and put a hand on her shoulder. She felt a calming effect from his hand and took a deep breath,

"What about Kakarrot?" She turned round to hide the tell-tale glitter.

"Like me, he flew on the outside of the time capsule and didn't take it so well," Vegeta explained, not without a little malicious glee in his answer.

Kera knelt down next to her half-brother, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, all fours stretched out and moaning softly.

"Will he make it?" she asked, looking at Trunks, who grinned with amusement.

"I'll help him a little."

He placed a hand on Kakarrot's arm and closed his eyes. Nothing happened for a moment, then it suddenly began to glow under Trunks' hand. Fascinated, Kera looked at her nephew from the future, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

Two seconds later, he released his stance and slumped backwards. He was breathing heavily, as if whatever he had just done had cost him great strength.

Kakarrot straightened up at the same moment Trunks dropped backwards. The green colouring had disappeared from his face. The scratches that Kera had previously discovered all over his body were still there, but clearly faded.

"What... how did you do that?" In disbelief, Kera looked from Kakarrot to Trunks and back again. Kakarrot shrugged his shoulders. Kera left him, stood next to Trunks and held out her hand to help him stand up.

"Everything okay so far?" Trunks nodded and accepted her hand gratefully. As she pulled the boy up, she couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. "Saiyans can't heal. How did you do that?"

"Before the Supreme Kai in my timeline was killed, I went to him and asked him to awaken my powers. That's what the Supreme Kai in your timeline did with Gohan."

Kera nodded. "I remember that. He had really amazing powers."

"Well, apparently he did even more with the power awakening ritual than he intended, because I became his disciple. And the students of Supreme Kais gain healing powers."

"The Supreme Kai in your timeline probably didn't know any better," muttered the Supreme Kai who had appeared next to them with Beerus and Whis.

"Good, you're back." Beerus nodded to Kakarrot and Vegeta and then yawned heartily. "Whis, I want to go home and forget all this crap, okay?"