Translation
Fanfic: Wie Mr. Satan Cell besiegte
Chapter: How Mr. Satan defeated Cell
So folks, after a LONG time here again all my old things plus "what's new"
@Dahark, VidelZ, Vegetation and Badgirl0815 (or so)
ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?
So and now let's start with TADAAA MY FIRST STORY
(Man, those were the days ;-)
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Preface: This is my first FF, so please be gracious. Of course, I still hope for honest and constructive comments. This story is for everyone who, like me, loves to hate Mr. Satan :-) A story from his point of view, as it is probably in all history books. * gg * It begins after Cell has "defeated" Mr. Satan's pupil and he is now self-defying to fight for the earth. I elegantly tossed my cloak to one side. The sheer hatred was evident in Cell's eyes. He ran up to me to hit me. But of course I avoided each of his blows. The other spectators were impressed, especially this green one with the feelers.I looked at them and saw the pure admiration in their eyes. I waved to them while I casually blocked Cell's weak, slow blows and kicks with the other hand. I looked deep into his eyes and recognized his panic. Now he had apparently understood who he was dealing with here. I struck lightly once and immediately this monster flew across the ring. Groaning, still completely dazed by this hard blow, he got up and made a second, hopeless attempt. I looked him in the eye one more time and he kneeled down in front of me crying and begged me to spare him. But I said, "No, Cell! There is only ONE fair punishment for a monster like you." I hit him again and he fell dead to the ground. The fans who watched my show from a cliff cheered me. Of course I knew that if I had defeated Cell, all of the people he killed would THANK ME again. Since then the world has known me as the great Mr. Satan, the strongest man in the universe.
@Dahark, VidelZ, Vegetation and Badgirl0815 (or so)
ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?
So and now let's start with TADAAA MY FIRST STORY
(Man, those were the days ;-)
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Preface: This is my first FF, so please be gracious. Of course, I still hope for honest and constructive comments. This story is for everyone who, like me, loves to hate Mr. Satan :-) A story from his point of view, as it is probably in all history books. * gg * It begins after Cell has "defeated" Mr. Satan's pupil and he is now self-defying to fight for the earth. I elegantly tossed my cloak to one side. The sheer hatred was evident in Cell's eyes. He ran up to me to hit me. But of course I avoided each of his blows. The other spectators were impressed, especially this green one with the feelers.I looked at them and saw the pure admiration in their eyes. I waved to them while I casually blocked Cell's weak, slow blows and kicks with the other hand. I looked deep into his eyes and recognized his panic. Now he had apparently understood who he was dealing with here. I struck lightly once and immediately this monster flew across the ring. Groaning, still completely dazed by this hard blow, he got up and made a second, hopeless attempt. I looked him in the eye one more time and he kneeled down in front of me crying and begged me to spare him. But I said, "No, Cell! There is only ONE fair punishment for a monster like you." I hit him again and he fell dead to the ground. The fans who watched my show from a cliff cheered me. Of course I knew that if I had defeated Cell, all of the people he killed would THANK ME again. Since then the world has known me as the great Mr. Satan, the strongest man in the universe.