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Fanfic: Yamchu und Finola

Chapter: Yamcha and Finola

Yamcha and Finola




Hm, now my 5th ff! I posted 2 under a different name.


Well, this ff takes place in the time of the Cell Saga about Yamcha ........ Since I like him, definitely more than Vegeta.


But I think it will all be a bit boring ...


Ah, so Yamcha is around 32 years old.




Part 1


She looked down, somehow something was wrong today…. .


There were people flying around down there, yes they could fly like their neighbor, who lived about 200 meters away from her.


But you could tell neighbors that she lived in the country and not a single person lived there within a radius of many kilometers.


She patted her dragon gently on the neck.


"Hopefully we'll be home soon!" She said.


Suddenly a blue ball of energy shot towards them, the dragon, who bears the name Manu, could no longer evade in time and was grazed, the young dragon stumbled ......

She still tried to hold on to him, but too late, she couldn't find a hold and fell down ........


Once again she looked at her dragon, which gave a loud growl in pain, then everything went black around her because she had also gotten something from the strange ball of energy ...........




Yamcha looked up, they were looking for Dr. Gero, when he saw him, he had shot at him immediately, but he had evaded and his energy ball had now hit something, probably a dragon .......


But then he saw a figure falling from the sky like a wet sack, instinctively he pushed himself off the ground and caught her .........


He looked a little skeptically at the woman he had caught, somehow she looked familiar to him, now it occurred to him.




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A few days earlier:


He sat sadly by a small lake with a playground behind him.

Now it was final ........ Bulma had now decided in favor of Vegeta and already had a child by him ......


The kid's name was Trunks, at first he was so happy, somehow he thought it was from him, but no news ......


They had been together for so long, but maybe it was better that way ...........


Suddenly someone stepped in front of him, a woman about his age with a wine-red leash in her hand.


"Excuse me .... Have you seen my dog? He is very big and is black and brown ...... I've been looking for him for a long time!"


She smiled sadly, he shrugged his shoulders.


"Nah, I didn't see anyone ........"


"Still, thanks in case you see him, I'm around here ..........."


Then she turned her back to him, with drooping shoulders she continued to search ..........


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Yes, that's how he knew her .........


His gaze slid further along her, she was wearing jeans, a black blouse with a white top underneath and a black scarf.

Otherwise she had short dark blonde hair that turned into light brown, but somehow she also seemed to have some slightly golden, shiny strands in her hair.


They went up to her ears and chin.


Slowly she seemed to open her eyes, at first she thought she was already dead and somewhere else, but when she then realized that she was in the arms of a strange man, she looked around, startled.


She was trembling all over, that was too much, she had had problems the whole time and now something else .........


He smiled reassuringly, she seemed slightly shocked.


She tried to say something and stuttered, "My ..... D- dragon? Where is ......!"


Totally shocked, she searched the sky, then looked down, that the man could fly was nothing unusual for her.


After she had searched the sky without success, she first thanked her.


"T-Thanks! Without her it would have looked bad for me .............. that ..... you can also fly ..... ........ "


Also? Who else did she know who could fly?


She saw his questioning look and said, "He lives near me, he and his son ......... always fly through the ........ area ......."


Yamcha nodded, of course he knew who she meant ........


He noticed how the woman was getting paler, he also felt her warm blood on his hand.


He quickly threw frantic glances at all the rocks, where were the others?




Dr. Gero flew around, those cardboard noses would never find him ..........


Still, it was better if he killed them one by one, so he looked for something and saw the black-haired one floating in the air.


Laughing, he approached him and rammed him in the back.


Yamcha was thrown forward, turned around and saw a huge ball of energy coming towards him.


> I don't have a free hand .......... I can't just let go of her ....... <

With the last of his strength he shot up, in the distance he saw Vegeta coming ........


The cyborg disappeared, Yamcha decided to fly to a hospital .........


She was still a little conscious and tried to straighten up a little ....


Once again she whispered, "My ....... dragon .........."


Then she saw him, he had landed, his wing was injured.


> He will die if I don't help him ........... <, that was her last thought, then she passed out .....


He looked at her sympathetically, then flew to the nearest hospital .......




When he arrived he caused a lot of excitement, the doctors just stared at him and her, but did nothing.


"What are you looking at? Take you to a room and ........"


They had already taken her out of his arms .........


Somewhat pissed he went ..........




Yamcha returned to the others, always thinking of the strange woman.

Not that he wanted anything from her, but somehow he was sorry.


The innocent harm, only because of these cyborgs, only because of Dr. Gero .........


The dragon had dragged itself away, you could still see the trail of blood.


Somehow it all finished him when she had looked so helplessly for her dragons, that had been so bad, she looked so desperate ......


It was all smeared with blood ...............




The next 2 days passed differently, over and over again they trained and they also fought.


But he wasn't of much help ...




She was lying on a hospital bed, she was feeling better, and today she would be able to go home again ....


Even if the doctors thought that she was actually still in danger.


She dragged herself up and put on her old clothes; she had been washed.


She looked thoughtfully in the mirror, she had suffered a little amnesia and could no longer remember some things, but the doctors said that her memory would soon be completely back.

Nevertheless she was still a little shocked, this ball of energy, this case ........


And worst of all, she didn't remember what the man who had saved her looked like ........


Powerless she walked down the corridors, somehow everything around her seemed so strange ......


Nobody had visited her and that had hurt her very much .......


And her beloved dragon ... was he still alive?


He couldn't be dead .......


He was one of the most wonderful creatures she knew .........


With tears in her eyes, she went outside, the cold air brushed her hair.


She still had some money with her, so she hired a taxi.


After a long time she got home, the taxi driver relieved her of a rather large sum of money.


She got out and looked at her house, which she even knew where she lived .........


This house seemed unfamiliar to her, so different ..........




Yamcha had a remorse, shouldn't he even have gone to the hospital?

Or should you look for the dragon? Probably the dragon was already dead, bleeding to death ........


Her horrified face, did not want to disappear from his eyes ........


But so much had happened, how was he supposed to look for the dragon, and the terrible certainty that he was the weakest of them all finished him off ..........


He felt useless ...........




Sequel follows.......... .




Hello!!!


First of all I wanted to say that the other parts are of course getting longer, that was a short part now, but I'm still writing on another ff, under a different name.


I don't know if you liked this, but I'll keep writing, I've finished every ff, except for one!


Well, I think the part is a bit lame, but I've been feeling pretty nauseous all day, but it's no excuse for the part not being the real thing .......

So then


Bye bye

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