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Fanfic: Vegeta: Das Herz des Saiyajin [1]
Chapter: Vegeta: The Saiyan's Heart [1]
Vegeta: The Sayiajin's heart
The planet Vegeta. Just a ball that hangs in the room and rotates constantly. The Sayajin breed lives on it. The Sayajin warriors, known and feared to the end of the galaxy. Nobody wants such an opponent, and whoever has such a fate that is even a Sayajin against him awaits death. Sayajin are warriors. Probably the strongest warriors ever. They raid planets, wipe out the inhabitants, and then sell it. Usually only five sayajin are enough for such an action. They kill quickly and in cold blood. No matter how strong the planet's defenses, no matter how fast their rifles shot and how well they aimed, the Sayajin killed them with minimal casualties.If you were lucky you died quickly, but often you succumbed to cruel torments before you died. That was one of the reasons why the Sayajin were feared, but mainly because of their strength. Her strength seemed to know no limits. Often there wasn't much left of a race than a few individual survivors, maybe a few hundred, but never more. Who would have thought that the Sayajin would one day suffer the same fate ...?
1st stage of life: child
He ran into the curve and almost slipped, but he caught himself just in time and ran further into the alley. He knocked over garbage cans and everything he could to block the path. But there! A wall. He hit it with his four fists as hard as he could. She didn't move. He heard a rumble behind him. ,, Kakui! Ghiyi kakui! "[Don't! Please don't!], He begged the pursuer. His black hair stood up. He wore a cape that covered everything up to the head, but you could clearly see the shoulder armor of his armor and the cape Read pages sticking out.His black eyes were ice cold. "Shafli mé kokodaj ..."[You are the devil ...], he breathed. The pursuer grinned sadistically and you could see his white teeth. He pointed with his forefinger at him ...]A blue beam shot from his index finger shot through the pursued eye. This screamed in anguish. At the back of the head, part of the brain shot out of the elliptical skull. This breed could live a very long time even with the most severe injuries. It was even reported that one of the heads was cut off and that he still got to the next town. The sayajin knew that. But he didn't have long to play, he had to go back to the rally point. Something crunched behind him and a burning building crashed into the street. He ignored that. The persecuted got up. He was still groaning and blood was oozing from the wound. The pursuer clenched a fist, then stuck out his index and middle fingers and waved them once in front of him.The persecuted stared at him in disbelief, then innumerable cuts became visible and he literally crumbled. He grinned contentedly. If he was still alive then he would be very surprised. He pushed himself off the ground and flew to the assembly point.
"You're late ...", said the Sayajin, "We should have flown out half an hour ago." ", he said," I still had something to do. "He grinned sadistically. “Prince, of course. "Is everyone there?" "" Good. ", He said and opened his capsule," All hands, departure! "he ordered. The Sayajin got into their capsules and took off.
,,I'll get back to you. ", he saluted in front of the king, whom he resembled except for the beard. The king also saluted shortly." The mission was a success, "he added. “Wasn't to be expected otherwise. "" No, my King. It was really more than easy. Nappa here will give you a report tomorrow. "" Good. Nappa, you can go."" Yes ... ", Nappa nodded and left the room. “Was the fight really that easy, Vegeta? ", the king asked his just under four-year-old son, who was more than just above average for his age." Yes, father. The defense system had some major gaps. For example, our capsules were far too fast for their automatic optical sensors with them the anti-aircraft guns were working. The ground defense, on the other hand, was better, but still far from good enough. "" Very good. We will get a lot for this planet. "" I'm glad to hear that. "" We're going to have dinner outside tonight. "" Yes ... "Vegeta said flatly. “I know you don't like it. But a good king must do that too. And as the future king, it's your duty to be there. At some point ... ", his father said, went to the window and looked out over the capital of the planet Vegeta," ... I will die there and you will rule over all this. Over all this.I hope you will become a worthy successor to me and treat your people well. "" Father, of course. Who are we going to have dinner with tonight? " His name is Bardock, I think. "" If you don't mind, father, I would like to retire a little longer for training. "" But you had a tough day. "" I can still sleep at night, the day should be used. "" Wise my son. Now go. We'll be leaving at six o'clock. "" Of course. "Vegeta left his father's room.
Vegeta cracked his fingers. He had taken off his armor and his cape. He only wore white gloves, white boots, blue trousers and a blue, sleeveless shirt. A few plant men, beings that sprang from germs and were discovered by the Sayajin by chance. They weren't necessarily very strong, but they were good training partners. They spread out around Vegeta.The first jumped up to him. He reached out with his three-clawed hand and struck Vegeta. This dodged to the side, grabbed the arm by the wrist and stepped from above on the elbow joint. It cracked loudly once. Vegeta grabbed his neck and spun around. He intercepted ten blows with the plant man who was still alive. He threw the now more dead than living opponent at the one who had struck at him and let both go down in a beam of energy. "Three more ..." he thought. Another shot at him. Vegeta jumped up, turned in the air, pushed himself off the ceiling and rammed his knee into the plant man's skull. Then He landed in front of him. The plant man was still standing, but a white, mushy mass slowly flowed from his ears. Vegeta jumped up and crushed his skull. The body sagged lifeless to the ground and green blood flowed from the wound on the neck. Now came the last two started at once.Vegeta suddenly disappeared and appeared behind them. He spun around before they could react, slamming their bodies together so hard that they burst. The last two opponents fell to the ground and twitched a little. Vegeta looked at his defeated opponents for a moment and then left the room. "Very well done, Prince ...", praised him a not Sayajin who was sitting at a computer console and handed him a towel with which he wiped the sweat from his face. He did not answer. "Everything is prepared in your room so you can wash. "Vegeta nodded silently.
All the sayajin stared at Vegeta and his father as they both walked through the city streets. They stopped in front of a house. Vegeta's father knocked. A woman opened it and looked astonished. Immediately she knelt down. "Vegeta-sama ..." "Get up.", His father said and she did as you ordered. “I was going to have dinner here tonight, you don't mind, do you?"" No ... no, of course not. Please, come in. "Vegeta and his father entered and she closed the door. ,,Who's there? ", they heard a man's voice." Bardock! "called the woman. A man came into the room. "Vegeta-sama ...", he knelt down just like his wife. "Get up.", His father said again. “We have guests to eat today. "You heard the screams of a child." Not again ... "sighed Bardock," Would you excuse me for a moment, Honorable Vegeta-sama? "" Of course. "Bardock left the room. "But you don't need to stand, please, take a seat ...", the woman said and pointed to a table with some chairs on it. Vegeta and his father sat down. The woman set the table for four people. She handed them the king and Vegeta a serving. Bardock came back. ,, I will carry out if it's okay with you. "" Please. "There was a soup with meat in it. They ate. Only the usual noises could be heard.
“It was really an extraordinary honor for us that you ate with us today. "" It tasted very good. "" I am honored by your praise. "Vegeta and his father left the house. Half an hour had passed and they were walking back towards the palace.
"The planet of the Choys ...", said Vegeta and looked at the mountain landscape in which they had landed, "They look like us. But you will kill them in cold blood as always! Everyone has their own district, so hurry up! I want that to be done in the evening! We'll meet back here at seven o'clock sharp! "" Yes! "Shouted the four Sayajin as if from one mouth and flew off in four different directions." Come on Nappa, we will go to the capital. ", Vegeta said to the Sayajin whom he was escorted, or whatever the truth looked like Babysitter. They took off. Vegeta knew only too well the secret why they had sent him Nappa.He wanted to prevent him from freaking out like Brolly * and destroying the Sayajin cities. After all, he was the king's son and thus possessed extraordinary powers. And in order to be able to foresee such a burst of force, one had to keep it under constant observation. He hated it, but it was inevitable. Nappa had been assigned to him indirectly on the orders of his father, even if Vegeta didn't know why they hadn't given him a stronger guardian. They came to a town. The Chochons really looked like the Sayajin. Just that they didn't all have the same hair color and eye color. They saw some crazy people shooting through a street on motorized two-wheelers and devastating the area with projectile weapons and iron pipes. Vegeta landed on the street they were driving along. The mad ones saw her
The planet Vegeta. Just a ball that hangs in the room and rotates constantly. The Sayajin breed lives on it. The Sayajin warriors, known and feared to the end of the galaxy. Nobody wants such an opponent, and whoever has such a fate that is even a Sayajin against him awaits death. Sayajin are warriors. Probably the strongest warriors ever. They raid planets, wipe out the inhabitants, and then sell it. Usually only five sayajin are enough for such an action. They kill quickly and in cold blood. No matter how strong the planet's defenses, no matter how fast their rifles shot and how well they aimed, the Sayajin killed them with minimal casualties.If you were lucky you died quickly, but often you succumbed to cruel torments before you died. That was one of the reasons why the Sayajin were feared, but mainly because of their strength. Her strength seemed to know no limits. Often there wasn't much left of a race than a few individual survivors, maybe a few hundred, but never more. Who would have thought that the Sayajin would one day suffer the same fate ...?
1st stage of life: child
He ran into the curve and almost slipped, but he caught himself just in time and ran further into the alley. He knocked over garbage cans and everything he could to block the path. But there! A wall. He hit it with his four fists as hard as he could. She didn't move. He heard a rumble behind him. ,, Kakui! Ghiyi kakui! "[Don't! Please don't!], He begged the pursuer. His black hair stood up. He wore a cape that covered everything up to the head, but you could clearly see the shoulder armor of his armor and the cape Read pages sticking out.His black eyes were ice cold. "Shafli mé kokodaj ..."[You are the devil ...], he breathed. The pursuer grinned sadistically and you could see his white teeth. He pointed with his forefinger at him ...]A blue beam shot from his index finger shot through the pursued eye. This screamed in anguish. At the back of the head, part of the brain shot out of the elliptical skull. This breed could live a very long time even with the most severe injuries. It was even reported that one of the heads was cut off and that he still got to the next town. The sayajin knew that. But he didn't have long to play, he had to go back to the rally point. Something crunched behind him and a burning building crashed into the street. He ignored that. The persecuted got up. He was still groaning and blood was oozing from the wound. The pursuer clenched a fist, then stuck out his index and middle fingers and waved them once in front of him.The persecuted stared at him in disbelief, then innumerable cuts became visible and he literally crumbled. He grinned contentedly. If he was still alive then he would be very surprised. He pushed himself off the ground and flew to the assembly point.
"You're late ...", said the Sayajin, "We should have flown out half an hour ago." ", he said," I still had something to do. "He grinned sadistically. “Prince, of course. "Is everyone there?" "" Good. ", He said and opened his capsule," All hands, departure! "he ordered. The Sayajin got into their capsules and took off.
,,I'll get back to you. ", he saluted in front of the king, whom he resembled except for the beard. The king also saluted shortly." The mission was a success, "he added. “Wasn't to be expected otherwise. "" No, my King. It was really more than easy. Nappa here will give you a report tomorrow. "" Good. Nappa, you can go."" Yes ... ", Nappa nodded and left the room. “Was the fight really that easy, Vegeta? ", the king asked his just under four-year-old son, who was more than just above average for his age." Yes, father. The defense system had some major gaps. For example, our capsules were far too fast for their automatic optical sensors with them the anti-aircraft guns were working. The ground defense, on the other hand, was better, but still far from good enough. "" Very good. We will get a lot for this planet. "" I'm glad to hear that. "" We're going to have dinner outside tonight. "" Yes ... "Vegeta said flatly. “I know you don't like it. But a good king must do that too. And as the future king, it's your duty to be there. At some point ... ", his father said, went to the window and looked out over the capital of the planet Vegeta," ... I will die there and you will rule over all this. Over all this.I hope you will become a worthy successor to me and treat your people well. "" Father, of course. Who are we going to have dinner with tonight? " His name is Bardock, I think. "" If you don't mind, father, I would like to retire a little longer for training. "" But you had a tough day. "" I can still sleep at night, the day should be used. "" Wise my son. Now go. We'll be leaving at six o'clock. "" Of course. "Vegeta left his father's room.
Vegeta cracked his fingers. He had taken off his armor and his cape. He only wore white gloves, white boots, blue trousers and a blue, sleeveless shirt. A few plant men, beings that sprang from germs and were discovered by the Sayajin by chance. They weren't necessarily very strong, but they were good training partners. They spread out around Vegeta.The first jumped up to him. He reached out with his three-clawed hand and struck Vegeta. This dodged to the side, grabbed the arm by the wrist and stepped from above on the elbow joint. It cracked loudly once. Vegeta grabbed his neck and spun around. He intercepted ten blows with the plant man who was still alive. He threw the now more dead than living opponent at the one who had struck at him and let both go down in a beam of energy. "Three more ..." he thought. Another shot at him. Vegeta jumped up, turned in the air, pushed himself off the ceiling and rammed his knee into the plant man's skull. Then He landed in front of him. The plant man was still standing, but a white, mushy mass slowly flowed from his ears. Vegeta jumped up and crushed his skull. The body sagged lifeless to the ground and green blood flowed from the wound on the neck. Now came the last two started at once.Vegeta suddenly disappeared and appeared behind them. He spun around before they could react, slamming their bodies together so hard that they burst. The last two opponents fell to the ground and twitched a little. Vegeta looked at his defeated opponents for a moment and then left the room. "Very well done, Prince ...", praised him a not Sayajin who was sitting at a computer console and handed him a towel with which he wiped the sweat from his face. He did not answer. "Everything is prepared in your room so you can wash. "Vegeta nodded silently.
All the sayajin stared at Vegeta and his father as they both walked through the city streets. They stopped in front of a house. Vegeta's father knocked. A woman opened it and looked astonished. Immediately she knelt down. "Vegeta-sama ..." "Get up.", His father said and she did as you ordered. “I was going to have dinner here tonight, you don't mind, do you?"" No ... no, of course not. Please, come in. "Vegeta and his father entered and she closed the door. ,,Who's there? ", they heard a man's voice." Bardock! "called the woman. A man came into the room. "Vegeta-sama ...", he knelt down just like his wife. "Get up.", His father said again. “We have guests to eat today. "You heard the screams of a child." Not again ... "sighed Bardock," Would you excuse me for a moment, Honorable Vegeta-sama? "" Of course. "Bardock left the room. "But you don't need to stand, please, take a seat ...", the woman said and pointed to a table with some chairs on it. Vegeta and his father sat down. The woman set the table for four people. She handed them the king and Vegeta a serving. Bardock came back. ,, I will carry out if it's okay with you. "" Please. "There was a soup with meat in it. They ate. Only the usual noises could be heard.
“It was really an extraordinary honor for us that you ate with us today. "" It tasted very good. "" I am honored by your praise. "Vegeta and his father left the house. Half an hour had passed and they were walking back towards the palace.
"The planet of the Choys ...", said Vegeta and looked at the mountain landscape in which they had landed, "They look like us. But you will kill them in cold blood as always! Everyone has their own district, so hurry up! I want that to be done in the evening! We'll meet back here at seven o'clock sharp! "" Yes! "Shouted the four Sayajin as if from one mouth and flew off in four different directions." Come on Nappa, we will go to the capital. ", Vegeta said to the Sayajin whom he was escorted, or whatever the truth looked like Babysitter. They took off. Vegeta knew only too well the secret why they had sent him Nappa.He wanted to prevent him from freaking out like Brolly * and destroying the Sayajin cities. After all, he was the king's son and thus possessed extraordinary powers. And in order to be able to foresee such a burst of force, one had to keep it under constant observation. He hated it, but it was inevitable. Nappa had been assigned to him indirectly on the orders of his father, even if Vegeta didn't know why they hadn't given him a stronger guardian. They came to a town. The Chochons really looked like the Sayajin. Just that they didn't all have the same hair color and eye color. They saw some crazy people shooting through a street on motorized two-wheelers and devastating the area with projectile weapons and iron pipes. Vegeta landed on the street they were driving along. The mad ones saw her