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Fanfic: Vegeta und die Weiße Frau3
Chapter: Vegeta and the White Woman 3
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Sorry, but that will be the last part and you won't hear from me for a long time. But I'll start screaming more stories again at some point
"Which way should I take? I don't understand this lock, it's so complicated." Vegeta didn't know what to do, it was making him crazy. What should he do, will he ever find his way out of the castle? He decided spontaneously for the left side and advanced with quick steps. a howl, Vegeta was startled, but did not stop. The stairs appeared in front of him. He ran up it in fear. Vegeta arrived upstairs after a few minutes. The floor was a strange color, kind of green. He felt a warm breath on the back of his neck. "It's over," thought Vegeta and turned around bravely. In front of him stood an animal, a wolf, snow-white. The wolf glared at him. He opened his mouth. Huge fangs were added to the voucher. Vegeta ran cold down his spine.The animal had blue eyes and looked like a woman Vegeta looked very familiar. "The picture," he thought. Then Vegeta turned around out of reflex and ran. Closely followed by the wolf, he disappeared into a door. Vegeta was now in a room with a bed, a table and a cupboard. Sighing, he leaned against the door, which then jumped in two, the monster standing in front of him. it sensed the fear of Vegeta and found that attractive, otherwise it would never have followed him. Vegeta's heart was racing. What should he do? Vegeta took a few steps back. Then bumped into someone. "Sh Sambra" said a women voices. The wolf stopped and didn't say a word or a peep. Startled, Vegeta turned to the voice. A woman stood in front of him, it was the woman from the painting that Vegeta recognized exactly. But in reality she looked even more beautiful. The woman moved her right hand and pulled a sword from her dress. Vegeta staggered back. "Who are you?" he asked, always keeping his eyes on the sword."Who am I? I am the kings of light, Lamaru and this is my house werewolf Sambra and who are you?" "I am Vegeta, the prince of the Sajajins" Vegeta took hold of his heart, it was racing and would not stop. For a long time they were silent. Suddenly Lamaru reached out and met Vegeta, he was bleeding. Lamaru hote out again and again and every time she met. Everything hurt Vegeta, and stupidly, he couldn't move, He hit the ground a lot. The woman looked triumphantly at Vegeta and took the last blow. That sat. The woman and the wolf disappeared. A week later: "What was going on here?" asked a tall, skinny man with a mustache, black hair and a monkey tail. A woman screamed. "What is?" asked he. The woman, who looked like the one in the painting, but with a light blue dress, pointed to the boy's lifeless body. "This is Prince Vegeta." the man stuttered and lifted his head. The woman slowly recovered and took the rest of the body. Then they disappeared, but the white woman and her werewolf were never seen again, but it is said that when there is no moon in the sky and you are near the castle, you can feel Vegeta's pain and hear the howling of the wolf.
Jana
Sorry, but that will be the last part and you won't hear from me for a long time. But I'll start screaming more stories again at some point
"Which way should I take? I don't understand this lock, it's so complicated." Vegeta didn't know what to do, it was making him crazy. What should he do, will he ever find his way out of the castle? He decided spontaneously for the left side and advanced with quick steps. a howl, Vegeta was startled, but did not stop. The stairs appeared in front of him. He ran up it in fear. Vegeta arrived upstairs after a few minutes. The floor was a strange color, kind of green. He felt a warm breath on the back of his neck. "It's over," thought Vegeta and turned around bravely. In front of him stood an animal, a wolf, snow-white. The wolf glared at him. He opened his mouth. Huge fangs were added to the voucher. Vegeta ran cold down his spine.The animal had blue eyes and looked like a woman Vegeta looked very familiar. "The picture," he thought. Then Vegeta turned around out of reflex and ran. Closely followed by the wolf, he disappeared into a door. Vegeta was now in a room with a bed, a table and a cupboard. Sighing, he leaned against the door, which then jumped in two, the monster standing in front of him. it sensed the fear of Vegeta and found that attractive, otherwise it would never have followed him. Vegeta's heart was racing. What should he do? Vegeta took a few steps back. Then bumped into someone. "Sh Sambra" said a women voices. The wolf stopped and didn't say a word or a peep. Startled, Vegeta turned to the voice. A woman stood in front of him, it was the woman from the painting that Vegeta recognized exactly. But in reality she looked even more beautiful. The woman moved her right hand and pulled a sword from her dress. Vegeta staggered back. "Who are you?" he asked, always keeping his eyes on the sword."Who am I? I am the kings of light, Lamaru and this is my house werewolf Sambra and who are you?" "I am Vegeta, the prince of the Sajajins" Vegeta took hold of his heart, it was racing and would not stop. For a long time they were silent. Suddenly Lamaru reached out and met Vegeta, he was bleeding. Lamaru hote out again and again and every time she met. Everything hurt Vegeta, and stupidly, he couldn't move, He hit the ground a lot. The woman looked triumphantly at Vegeta and took the last blow. That sat. The woman and the wolf disappeared. A week later: "What was going on here?" asked a tall, skinny man with a mustache, black hair and a monkey tail. A woman screamed. "What is?" asked he. The woman, who looked like the one in the painting, but with a light blue dress, pointed to the boy's lifeless body. "This is Prince Vegeta." the man stuttered and lifted his head. The woman slowly recovered and took the rest of the body. Then they disappeared, but the white woman and her werewolf were never seen again, but it is said that when there is no moon in the sky and you are near the castle, you can feel Vegeta's pain and hear the howling of the wolf.
Jana