The Sayajin Era (Part 1)




Ok, this is my first fanfiction. She has little relation to Dragon Ball (maybe we will meet one or the other ancestor of a well-known character later). It is about the glorious times of the Sayajin, when every being trembled at the power of their people. The story is set with Vegeta's great-great-grandfather King Vegetan. Regarding the fighting power: Back then the Sayajins were still strong, Vegeta would have been middle class at best. Have fun !!!!!!!!!






The 4 space capsules snap into place with one


incredible speed through space. In a few minutes they would be on the planet Zarkon. The Zarkonians had no idea of ​​the danger that threatened their planet. The capsules hit with a loud bang and a cloud of dust. Some Zarkoniers approached one of the shiny silver metal balls. Zarkonians were upright, insect-like creatures with 4 arms, all of which had a hump.Her skin was gray and her eyes were all yellow.


Now the capsule opened. A tall, intimidatingly muscular warrior with shoulder-length, black hair that stuck out on all sides and was clad in brown and black armor stepped out of it. The most frightening thing about him, however, was the huge scar that ran diagonally from the right eye under the nose to his cheek. This "scarred face" suddenly floated into the air and landed in front of the frightened Zarkoniern. He tucked a hand under the armor, took out a small, white device with a red screen, and attached it to his ear so that he could see the screen with his left eye. He pressed a few buttons and then looked at the Zarkoniers standing around. His device responded with a few beeps and the "scar face" muttered a few words like: "Combat strength 500, 400, 350 ....... hrmm, ridiculous 600, 900 ....... oh, moment 5200 , 6000, still pretty weak but what the heck.One of the Zarkonier took heart and asked something like: "Strlui gfsdhuikui ghjgkh?" The scarred face looked confused, thought for a moment and then said in a deep, commanding, accustomed voice: "My name is Dakul. I am a warrior of the people Sayajins. My job is to wipe out your people and every life on this planet. "Then he looked with a diabolical grin at the 2 dozen Zarkonians who had gathered in a large pile next to the Sayajin. One of these must have understood what the sayajin named Dakul had said. He informed the rest of the people who wanted to flee screaming. Drakul did not allow that, however. One of his black gloved hands rose and fired a yellow ball of energy at the fleeing man. Dakul grinned as corpses flew around from the pressure of the explosion. He activated the scouter and tried to reach the others on his team. Lanara replied promptly. "Hello Drakul, already hit the enemy" - "Of course, full on the twelve."Lanara was his colleague and ex-lover. Although she didn't look particularly attractive in the Sayajin armor, if she took it off and loosened the plait with her black hair, then .......... Dakul still grinned once and said to Lanara: "O. K., Lanara, the plan is as follows: we will meet at coordinates 4ff856. From there we will wipe out the Zarkonians. Roger that ? "-" Everything Roger Dakul. I will not let anything or anyone stop me! "That ended the transmission. Dakul radioed the second member of his team. His name was Rakaz, he was the youngest and the weakest of his team. Actually, this child shouldn't have been on a team like Dakul led it. This one." Team included only the strongest Sayajins and was only used for the most dangerous tasks. Rakaz was weak, at best a middle-class warrior in a team of upper-class warriors like Dakul. Dakul had however promised Rakaz's father shortly before his death that he would look after Rakaz.Since they were surrounded by enemies and Rakaz's father had sacrificed himself to save Dakul. Her King Vegetan had agreed to move Rakaz into his group.


He also reports: "Yo Dakul, everything okay?" - "Of course. And what about you?" - "Well, I had a few problems with three fighters who all had a fighting strength of around 7,000. But I finished them off . "-" Well done. Listen, we'll meet at coordinates 4ff856. Take care. "-" Roger, Rakuz out. "


Well, the boy would be on his way too. Dakul radioed his last fighter. His name was Sark. He was number two on his team. Young and yet such a great strength that Dakul could only have dreamed of at his age. Sark had incredible potential. This fighter could later be the number 1 of the Sayajins. But right now he had a big problem: his arrogance and his pride. Sark couldn't lose. No matter how hopeless the situation, he kept fighting.Often times he won, yes, but it was the wrong method that Sark used. Better to lose a fight than lose his life, Dakul used to say, if Sark did not want to give up.


Sark did not answer immediately when he was called. Dakul tried again, and now he replied: "Hahahaha, you bad creatures are dying, haaarrrr !!!" - "Sark, what the hell are you doing?" - "Oh, hi Dakul. I'm right in a city Landed. Now I'll take care of the residents. One by one. "-" Listen to Sark, hurry up a bit. We'll meet at coordinates 4ff856. "-" Yes, that's clear. "With these words one heard a huge explosion. Sark must have decided to level the city to the ground.




How will it go on ? Will the Zarkonier be killed? Will Germany become world champions?




I'm waiting for comments (positive as well as negative) Part 2 is waiting !!!!!!!!!