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Fanfic: Reise ohne Rückfahrschein
Chapter: How it all started
Hi you
So here I am, as announced (threatened), with my new old FF. * g * The story of the FF is "old", but I have revised it a bit and largely eliminated the smaller errors such as commas and spelling errors. In addition, a few passages have been rewritten, but if you don't know the story, it should be of no interest to you anyway.
I would like to thank laysaphire und kruzifix (nice that you are there too! * Happy *) for the commies and now just post the first part.
A few more words in advance: You can't get much out of the headline, so I'll tell you the main characters. It's Bulma, Vegeta, and a few other, mostly fictional, charas. The story is initially based on the "What if ..." scheme, but later it continues relatively independently.
It starts on earth shortly after Nappa and Tales (!) Attacked them to avenge Raditz."How it all started"
Destruction everywhere.
A cold wind stiffened the ruins of cities that had once been thriving metropolises. Here and there a few people who had survived dragged themselves to safety, even though they all knew they would be caught anyway.
The attack was quick and without warning. City after city had been destroyed and 2/3 of the earth's population had been enslaved. They were monsters. Incredibly strong warriors whose hearts were cold as ice and who had killed millions of people just for fun. And no one could even come close to taking them on.
It had happened a few months ago. It had been a day like any other; seemingly. They landed in the middle of the desert, where a camera team filmed them a short time later. The Sayajins had been two. The strongest warriors on earth had stood against them, but to no avail.Piccolo died, and so did God and the Dragonballs. Son Goku came to defeat Tales, his own brother, and Nappa. But he also failed. Nappa could be defeated and Tales was also badly injured, but Son Goku was killed and only Krilin and Son Gohan were left, who were badly injured and escaped. Tales had in the meantime called for reinforcements and after half a day that he had spent more dead than alive on earth because his space capsule had been destroyed, he too died and did not see how the King of Vegeta personally avenged his death, because his Father Bardock had been a highly respected fighter.
So it was that only a handful of people could save themselves. Among them Krilin, Son Gohan and Bulma. Chichi was missing. Either she had become one of the slaves or she was dead. Gohan had vowed to avenge her death, but he had no chance.So they had to wait.
"I hope you all have now?" A tall man asked another Sayajin who knelt in awe in front of him.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness ... There are still some people alive. But we will get them as soon as possible ..."
"What are you scouters for?", King Vegeta interrupted the soldier loudly and got up from his throne. "If you don't do everything yourself! I expect you and your men back here in two hours at the latest and if you don't bring a mountain full of corpses, then it will be you who are lying dead on top of each other, did I make myself clear?"
"Of course, Your Highness, you can rely on me," said the soldier quickly and ran outside. Then he shouted orders to his people and they flew away to eliminate the last people who lived freely on this planet.But that was getting harder than they'd thought. Their scouters could not see the small energies that the Earthlings exuded on their monitors, only when they were very close to the target did the computer beep.
Bulma, Son Gohan and Krilin were hiding in the middle of the ruins of the western capital, it was only a matter of time before the Sayajins would return there.
Gohan had changed. He was no longer the little boy Bulma had seen on Turtle Island, this little man who was about 5 1/2 years old behaved like a strong warrior. Outwardly, too, he had changed. A long scar ran through his little face; from the eye to the neck. That was the "souvenir" of the fight with Tales. Gohan had become very quiet and an unbelievable hatred was already blazing in him. He'd lost almost everyone to the sayajins he'd known or loved.It understandably bothered him a lot, because now Son Gohan was an orphan. He'd vowed to train himself so hard until he was able to defeat the Sayajins, but at the moment that was unthinkable because these guys' scouters were just too precise. They would find him and track him down immediately.
Krilin had come up with a plan that Bulma had been working on for several months. The Sayajins had called Piccolo a Namek and Krilin, like Bulma, believed that there must be even more powerful dragon balls on the planet Namek. So Bulma was working on a spaceship that would allow them to fly all the way to Namek, although that was almost impossible under the conditions that were currently prevailing. They had to remove the material from debris and under the ruins of the C.C. dig out. Bulma said she would never be able to build a spaceship that could fly so fast and far.Then Master Kaio, who had contacted them, had the idea of ​​converting one of the Sayajins' spaceships and miraculously they were even able to find one. Although it no longer flew, Bulma took over the programming on her own spaceship. A little hope sprouted in the three of them and was instantly destroyed when the Sayajins found them.
Well, it all seemed like a fast run-through, but that will change in the next part.
Hope the prologue piqued your curiosity. I am very happy about commies.
see you soon
.K.
So here I am, as announced (threatened), with my new old FF. * g * The story of the FF is "old", but I have revised it a bit and largely eliminated the smaller errors such as commas and spelling errors. In addition, a few passages have been rewritten, but if you don't know the story, it should be of no interest to you anyway.
I would like to thank laysaphire und kruzifix (nice that you are there too! * Happy *) for the commies and now just post the first part.
A few more words in advance: You can't get much out of the headline, so I'll tell you the main characters. It's Bulma, Vegeta, and a few other, mostly fictional, charas. The story is initially based on the "What if ..." scheme, but later it continues relatively independently.
It starts on earth shortly after Nappa and Tales (!) Attacked them to avenge Raditz."How it all started"
Destruction everywhere.
A cold wind stiffened the ruins of cities that had once been thriving metropolises. Here and there a few people who had survived dragged themselves to safety, even though they all knew they would be caught anyway.
The attack was quick and without warning. City after city had been destroyed and 2/3 of the earth's population had been enslaved. They were monsters. Incredibly strong warriors whose hearts were cold as ice and who had killed millions of people just for fun. And no one could even come close to taking them on.
It had happened a few months ago. It had been a day like any other; seemingly. They landed in the middle of the desert, where a camera team filmed them a short time later. The Sayajins had been two. The strongest warriors on earth had stood against them, but to no avail.Piccolo died, and so did God and the Dragonballs. Son Goku came to defeat Tales, his own brother, and Nappa. But he also failed. Nappa could be defeated and Tales was also badly injured, but Son Goku was killed and only Krilin and Son Gohan were left, who were badly injured and escaped. Tales had in the meantime called for reinforcements and after half a day that he had spent more dead than alive on earth because his space capsule had been destroyed, he too died and did not see how the King of Vegeta personally avenged his death, because his Father Bardock had been a highly respected fighter.
So it was that only a handful of people could save themselves. Among them Krilin, Son Gohan and Bulma. Chichi was missing. Either she had become one of the slaves or she was dead. Gohan had vowed to avenge her death, but he had no chance.So they had to wait.
"I hope you all have now?" A tall man asked another Sayajin who knelt in awe in front of him.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness ... There are still some people alive. But we will get them as soon as possible ..."
"What are you scouters for?", King Vegeta interrupted the soldier loudly and got up from his throne. "If you don't do everything yourself! I expect you and your men back here in two hours at the latest and if you don't bring a mountain full of corpses, then it will be you who are lying dead on top of each other, did I make myself clear?"
"Of course, Your Highness, you can rely on me," said the soldier quickly and ran outside. Then he shouted orders to his people and they flew away to eliminate the last people who lived freely on this planet.But that was getting harder than they'd thought. Their scouters could not see the small energies that the Earthlings exuded on their monitors, only when they were very close to the target did the computer beep.
Bulma, Son Gohan and Krilin were hiding in the middle of the ruins of the western capital, it was only a matter of time before the Sayajins would return there.
Gohan had changed. He was no longer the little boy Bulma had seen on Turtle Island, this little man who was about 5 1/2 years old behaved like a strong warrior. Outwardly, too, he had changed. A long scar ran through his little face; from the eye to the neck. That was the "souvenir" of the fight with Tales. Gohan had become very quiet and an unbelievable hatred was already blazing in him. He'd lost almost everyone to the sayajins he'd known or loved.It understandably bothered him a lot, because now Son Gohan was an orphan. He'd vowed to train himself so hard until he was able to defeat the Sayajins, but at the moment that was unthinkable because these guys' scouters were just too precise. They would find him and track him down immediately.
Krilin had come up with a plan that Bulma had been working on for several months. The Sayajins had called Piccolo a Namek and Krilin, like Bulma, believed that there must be even more powerful dragon balls on the planet Namek. So Bulma was working on a spaceship that would allow them to fly all the way to Namek, although that was almost impossible under the conditions that were currently prevailing. They had to remove the material from debris and under the ruins of the C.C. dig out. Bulma said she would never be able to build a spaceship that could fly so fast and far.Then Master Kaio, who had contacted them, had the idea of ​​converting one of the Sayajins' spaceships and miraculously they were even able to find one. Although it no longer flew, Bulma took over the programming on her own spaceship. A little hope sprouted in the three of them and was instantly destroyed when the Sayajins found them.
Well, it all seemed like a fast run-through, but that will change in the next part.
Hope the prologue piqued your curiosity. I am very happy about commies.
see you soon
.K.