Translation
Fanfic: Eine Sajajin auf Reisen (Passt nicht, ist eigentlich nur die Vorgeschichte zu Trunks, Son Goten Schu
Chapter: A Sajajin on the move (Does not fit, is actually just the history of Trunks, Son Goten Schu
So I hope you like it, has become a little short. Then I'll get started.
She was lying in a little bed when suddenly men appeared around her. They roughly grabbed her hand and ankles and put her in a space capsule. Before she fell asleep, she saw her home planet Vegeta. She had heard the night before that her father had said that she should go to the planet Zogoran, but she didn't want to. She didn't want to kill anyone. A limitless silence broke through her thoughts. She felt as if she were floating, when she woke up she saw creatures around her, she couldn't escape, it couldn't. The people were too crowded around them. They looked like Sajajins, but they had no tails (not your pigs) and only a low fighting strength. "Comment tu táppelle?" (Sorry about the other quotation marks but the compi has switched to Franze) "Huh, what kind of language do they speak?" she asked aloud "Tu habite oú?" asked one of the strangers again (who doesn't have a Franze yet or who never has what the first is what is your name and the second where do you live I don't know the best ask, but I've only had it for a year) "What did you say? " asked Calrie who was very curious since birth.The strangers noticed that they did not understand them and discussed something in their language. Then after half an hour she was picked up and carried into a house by a woman who must be around 30 years old. Another girl was waiting there, about her age with a brush and a sponge. "Je m´áppelle Akkena." She introduced herself (I hate the compi, always these fake aksonts). Calrie slowly understood what it all meant and pointed to "Je m´ appelle Calrie" The girl who appeared to be called Akkena ran to her mother "Elle parle de Zogoran." She called over and over again Calrie took a bath, the woman you had prepared. Now the woman came into the room and spoke to her wildly. Calrie didn't understand a word and let everything go through her. But when the woman wanted to take her things, she intervened. “The scouter stays here.” She put her little hand on this woman's shoulder. She didn't understand and took the things, Calrie snapped up and grabbed the scouter.Put it on and decided not to take it off again. The scouter indicated an energy, the greatest here besides her. This energy couldn't be dangerous to her, but she wanted to know who it belonged to. She ran after this energy through the village, and then she finally found this energy. It was Akkena "Ah, there you are, I've been waiting for you." She whispered in Calrie's ear. "How do you speak our language?" Calrie asked, somewhat perplexed. "What do you think? My parents abandoned me here when I was six months old." Akkena said now. "How now? Are you Sayajin?" it was Calrie's turn to ask again. "Saja what? I come from a planet called Zekian, there all people can speak all languages." Calrie's question was answered. "Oh nothing, I wanted to challenge you to a little training fight." Calrie distracted from the real issue. “If you really want to.” Akkena took up fighting position."Then let's get started!" Calrie called, starting with a few kicks and punches.
So she spent a few years on this planet where time passed much faster than on Vegeta. For there Frezzer arrived after this time and terrorizing the inhabitants, Kakarott had arrived on earth and Son Gohan had taken him in. Then Frezzer destroyed the planet, and many other Sajajin children who were sent to other planets suffered the same fate as Calrie, they were integrated into the people.
After many years the horror also came to the planet Zogoran, one morning, it was midsummer, an enormous amount of energy came to the planet. Akkena and Calrie lived with the same family, and were stronger than the rest of the people of this planet. They were even able to defeat the ancient king of the Sajajins if they wanted to. The spaceship landed and a few beings got out. They wore Scouters and Frezzer's battle suits.“She didn't do her job,” said one who was probably the leader. "Then we just have to do that." Said one from the second row. "You and you are going south and we're going north. We're leaving tonight." The leader took care of the distribution.
That's it, for today anyway. I have the feeling that in the end only Jana and Troka read the old one. But it doesn't matter. I ask for suggestions for improvement because I don't like my own writing style. I'm looking forward to comments and please don't be so lazy about that.
Bye ME
PS .: Perhaps one of you has a suggestion for a new title, because I don't like it somehow.