Translation
Fanfic: Goodbye.....
Chapter: Goodbye .....
Hello!
Yes, yes. You will now be thinking, why not keep writing on "Sherlock Goku and the dumb house". But I have an anti-write phase when it comes to this FF. That's why I pulled a thousand songs into it (including some that I would never hear), because mostly that inspires. I must have listened to Vanessa Carlton's song "Twilight" a hundred times and had an idea. And you're about to read this idea right now. But first:
It's a one-time thing. I will definitely never (!!!!) write something like that again afterwards - well, maybe. It depends how you like it.
But enough talked now.
Read and see for yourself .....
Explanation of symbols:
~ Song ~
"Remarks"
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Goodbye .....
My wounds ..... they hurt ....... my body is limp. I do not have any strength any more. I will die ........ My life is over ....... No point ........ No going back ......... Empty ...... ..Past........
Nothing will stop me. I will fight to the last but I will. It's over ...... I feel it leaving me ..... You too ...... You leave me alone. I've always been alone. Ruled by hate ....... no love ..... no trust .......... no feeling.
I am strong. I will always be strong ...... I swore to myself. And yet ....... and yet I am weak. Why? What did I do wrong that everyone hates me?
That I hate everyone I don't understand ....... You don't understand me ........ Nobody will ever understand me ........
A punch in the face. My nose is broken. The blood splatters in all directions. It runs to my lips. In my throat. Down my chin. Slowly pulls its track to my neck. I swallow hard. The taste of blood is on my tongue. This disgust for blood. I hate that taste. But isn't that what I've been doing for years? Killed, tormented, hated.
I shut my eyes. Wait for death.But he's not coming for me, why? I want to be redeemed. From this pain. This agony. I am trembling. But suddenly I'm let go. Nobody beats me. My bowels are contracting. Everything hurts. My head, my stomach, my face, my heart ...... my soul ......... I don't want to be hurt any further! I am a Saiyan! And yet ........ but I am ...........
A hiss tears the air apart. A noise comes closer. A light. As bright as the sun ...... only brighter. My eyes widen ....... with fright ....... with fear .......
A beam of energy rushes through the landscape in which I am. Dust swirls up; surrounds me. It's heavy on my lungs. I find it hard to breathe. I cough, spit some blood. My hair is hanging in my face.
~ I will never see the sky
The same way and
I will learn to say goodbye
To yesterday and I.
Will never see to fly
If hell down and
I will always reach to high
If I see and
As I see ....... Twilight. ~
He'll be there soon. I can still feel its tremendous power. I sense its energy. I put my arms protectively in front of my face. He hits me. His strength pulls on all my bones and limbs. He tears up my clothes. I feel like he's shining right through me. Illuminates my body. My soul is shining, My heart is shining. But ... it hurts. It's cruel. I don't want to have to endure it anymore. Kakarott, help me!
I know this is the first time I've asked you for help. But who else should do it? You're welcome! I ask for something ....... For redemption ......... away from this world ...... away from this torment and pain .....
A few lonely tears find their way down my cheeks. They disappear into the corner of my mouth. The only consolation will be my death. Death for eternity. The strength pulls me in everything. I'm thrown away and land hard on the dusty ground.I straighten up quickly. My combat suit has almost completely dissolved. My arms are blood red. Partly charred my skin. Singed my hair. My gaze ....... empty ..... expressionless ........... cold ....
~ I will never see the sky
The same way and
I will learn to say goodbye
To yesterday and I.
Will never see to fly
If hell down and
I will always reach to high
If I see and
As I see ....... Twilight. ~
I stand here and think about myself. Even though I'm in the middle of a fight. I do not care. My attacker smiles coldly and cruelly. But I've already made up my mind. But you should all know. I am very fond of you all. You are the ones who have always given me new courage. Even if I hate you to the end. I know one thing now. You have to stick together. My pride made me blind. Blind to love ...... to feelings ...... and friendship.
I will go.Now and here. My life is coming to an end. In this minute and second. But you should know one thing. Even when I go, I will always be with you. Like it or not. I know you despise me, but ..........
I'm gathering my strength for the final attack. It keeps rising. This final attack will wipe out my life. But never forget, I died for you. To protect you. To save you and the world. My life for yours.
Bulma, I never told you. But I love you. You were the first person who was nice to me and took me for who I am. I thank you for that. And trunks too. My only son. I thank you too. For taking me as your father for who I am.
I look resolutely at the enemy. It's weird, but I'm no longer afraid of death. My energy is already pooled; ready to fire it off. I scream; scream the soul out of my body. Scream out of pain, out of grief, out of anger.
The light surrounds me and my enemy. I close my eyes. My body is shaking, but inside I am very calm. Inside, I can even bring out a smile. My energy is exploding, pressing on my body. I am tossed around, torn apart, torn .....
It's over ........ my soul is disappearing ...... you will cry ........ you who loved me .... bitter tears will run down your cheeks .. ....... But don't mourn for me .......
I can feel my life slowly pulling out of my body. I will land in the hereafter and be reborn as a new person. As better and friendlier.
I know what I was with you. Think of me I was not afraid of death ..... on the contrary ....... it is a release for me from this agony ........ from this pain ....... in mine Hearts ...... on my soul. I cried inside, but now it's over and now I know ........ it's time to say ........... goodbye ............ .
"In memory of a brave warrior and Saiyan who gave his life for his friends and family. He was blind with pride, but inside he felt something for all of us. Love. Trust. Friendship. We will all become great to him be grateful. We will never forget him. He will live on in us. Watch over those he once loved.
Vegeta-Thanks for everything ........ "
To be in our memory .......
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Yes, that's it. I just felt like doing something like that. I know myself that Vegeta would probably never think of that, but it doesn't matter. I hope you enjoyed it a bit anyway.
Please don't be so strict with the criticism, because I'm not that good at writing dramatic or sad things.
Oh, form your own opinion on this. I don't say anything more.
mysticAngel