Chapter 33

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Tarble P.O.V.

I did not understand what was going on. I saw a large dragon before me, which frightened me. Is this the granter of the wishes? There was much confusion around me when it came to the dragon. Questions like "Why a Dragon?" to "Does this thing really grant wishes?" race through my mind, slowly building a cloud of an even greater confusion about the topic.

"Those who have gathered the Dragon Balls," the Dragon said. "State your two wishes."

There was a loud explosion nearby, and Nappa screamed in such great agony.

"Nappa," I said. "No!" I flew off to find Nappa. While I did, I heard my nephew Trunks shout, "Tarble! What are you doing?" "Finding Nappa," I retorted, finding the bald warrior. Quickly, I passed through trees and shrubs, in search of a wounded Nappa. Once I found him, I was in shock.

Nappa laid on the grassy floor, smeared and stained in fresh blood. His bald head didn't shine due to warm blood covering it. His torn armor and gut had a large gap, blood flowing out of it like a fountain. Seeing me, he coughed out blood and crawled toward me. "T-Tarble. Help me."

I reached to his hand, grabbed him, and lifted him up. "It's alright, Nappa. You'll be fine."

"At least you didn't double-cross me like your brother." He coughed out more blood and resumed speaking in a faint voice. "I'm so sorry for even attacking the people of Earth in the first place. I never knew how some are nice enough to be worth risking. I just wish this wasn't the last time I got to see such a planet like Earth."

Suddenly, I realized the dragon was still awaiting for a wish to be worth granting. "Well, I think we can make it happen."

"What do you mean?"

I had Nappa grab a hold of me; when he did so, I flew to the dragon quickly before getting spotted by Broly. Once I got to the dragon, I was spotted by Krillin, Bulma, Trunks, and (Y/N). "Hey guys."

"Uncle," Trunks said. "Are you okay? Did Broly get you?"

"No. I'm fine, but Nappa isn't." I thought about my next sentence, assuming I might accidentally waste a wish. "He wants to stay alive and help you guys out."

Bulma, seeing Nappa's really bad condition, ran to him. "And this is from fighting Broly? Man, that guy sure can be tough." For a brief time, she examined him. "Wait. I think we might be able to have him fully recovered." She glanced at Trunks. "Well, the wish is all yours Trunks. You made me proud. I don't know about your father though."

I saw Trunks trying to hold his tears back.

"Hello," the Dragon said. "Aren't any of you guys going to state your wish?"

"Please wait," Krillin said. "We'll grant them in no time."

"Trunks," (Y/N) said to him. "What's wrong?"

Trunks ran up to Bulma and hugged her. "I guess this is a farewell, Mom."

Bulma hugged him. "What do you mean, Trunks?"

Once he let go, he ran to (Y/N) and held her hand. "Shenron," he said. "I wish that my girlfriend (Y/N) and I would live in a beautiful, isolated house far away, in which neither of our families or unwanted people could ever find us."

"Trunks," Bulma and I said, "NO!!!"

"Very well," Shenron said. "Your wish has been granted." His eyes ended up glowing red.

A light beam from the skies pointed down at Trunks and (Y/N), lifting them up from the ground. "Farewell, guys," Trunks said, holding onto (Y/N). "We'll miss you all." "Thank you for helping us out as much as possible," (Y/N) said.

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