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Fanfic: Milan-the Dark Flying Angel
Chapter: Milan-the Dark Flying Angel
Preface:
Hi Guys!
Thanks for your comments! I was happy about it! Sorry that it took a little longer with the second part, but now it's here! Have fun while reading!
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The Dark Flying Angel (Part2)
She was awakened by a loud, high-pitched alarm. This belonged to the hyperspace drive. It was just before the jump back to normal space. Milan startled. How long had she slept? She didn't know. If she'd checked the chronometer, she would have noticed it had been five days since she'd left Coruscant. She looked at the countdown> 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... 0
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Goten and Trunks went to registration early in the morning, which was open from 7am. They did not notice the black figure that had already registered and was now watching the participants. When she saw the two SJ, she recognized their psyche and kept an eye on them. "You Trunks! What do you think? Will we make it this year ??" Goten asked his best buddy. "You mean to win against your dad? Or against mine? Or Gohan? Good question, but I think we have a small chance if we don't have to fight them right away! What about Kuririn is he doing this year too?" Trunks asked back. "No, he's too lazy to come here! C18 doesn't join in either! But Piccolo is coming! It'll be interesting! What number do you have?" "Seven, and you six, right? We're one of the first! Come on, we're going over to the stalls and buy us something to eat! " suggested Trunks and left with Goten. Milan had been listening to the conversation with her Jedis.She slowly followed the two of them. But then she changed her mind and looked for a quiet place to meditate. She found a place under an old tree. There she put down her bag and sat in the yoga seat. She closed her eyes and put her hands on her lap. It slowly floated off the ground. She saw Anakin, but it had to be a vision from the past because he was still alive. Then she saw the two boys, they were standing next to her. And a few others. There were a couple of bullets in front of them. Then she was rudely torn from her meditation. Someone had shaken her shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked into two black clear eyes and two blue clear eyes. She almost fell out of the air and onto the floor in shock. The two faces were so close to hers. "Hey you! Who are you?" asked the blue-eyed man. Milan didn't answer. She slowly released her legs from the seat and then stood in front of the two of them. It wasn't big.It reached the two of them just up to their shoulders and yet they exuded an incredible authority. "I asked you something! Who are you, I've never seen you at a tournament!" one of them asked again. The other just stared at her with his black eyes. "None of your business!" said Milan, walking between the two of them after picking up her bag. "Hui! Not very friendly the little one! Like a block of ice!" said Goten. "I heard that!" she called and suddenly turned around. So that her cloak was blowing away from her body and revealing the three lightsabers. She glared angrily at Trunks and Goten from her ice-blue eyes. They didn't seem impressed, but grinned at them. "That was my intention too! Come on, what is a girl like you doing here at a tournament?" Goten asked her. "I happened to be here! And I don't plan to stay here long, anything else? A couple in the face, or between the legs?" she asked cheekily, her eyes flashing dangerously."Pretty cheeky for your size! Do you have a name too? I'm Trunks and that's Goten!" Trunks introduced himself and Goten. "Milan!" she said in a toneless voice and walked away in the direction of the stroke measuring device. (Is that thing called like that?) "Very friendly, the little one! Come on, let's go to qualification, I want to know how strong she is!" Goten said and followed her, Trunks also followed. The others had signed up in the meantime and were already waiting by the phone. Milan stood way up in the queue and soon it was his turn. She used the power and got 300 points. Everyone looked at her in amazement. "She doesn't need to stay hidden! What do you think, can you get exactly 300 points?" asked Trunks Goten. "Sure, bet?" said Goten. Goten got 301 points and so did Trunks. Everyone else also had points in this area and so everyone qualified for the round of 16. Then the opponents were drawn. In the first fight Goten met the Dark Flying Angel.Milan had registered under this name. Piccolo met Kazuya, Goku met Ryoma, Gohan met Tekan, Trunks met Akane, Vegeta met Frogg, Mr. Satan met Matt and Marron met Konan. When this was settled, everyone went to the rooms that were available to the participants during the tournament. Then it was time for Milan and Goten to go out into the ring.
"Sooo, in the first fight Son-Goten meets the Dark Flying Angel! I'll release the ring!" called the announcer.
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Finished! It continues in the next part, but only if I also get two comments, otherwise I won't be motivated! * grin * I hope you enjoyed this part a bit! Until next time!
Peace
= O
Milan
Hi Guys!
Thanks for your comments! I was happy about it! Sorry that it took a little longer with the second part, but now it's here! Have fun while reading!
-------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- ----
The Dark Flying Angel (Part2)
She was awakened by a loud, high-pitched alarm. This belonged to the hyperspace drive. It was just before the jump back to normal space. Milan startled. How long had she slept? She didn't know. If she'd checked the chronometer, she would have noticed it had been five days since she'd left Coruscant. She looked at the countdown> 10 ... 9 ... 8 ... 7 ... 6 ... 5 ... 4 ... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... 0
~~~~~~
Goten and Trunks went to registration early in the morning, which was open from 7am. They did not notice the black figure that had already registered and was now watching the participants. When she saw the two SJ, she recognized their psyche and kept an eye on them. "You Trunks! What do you think? Will we make it this year ??" Goten asked his best buddy. "You mean to win against your dad? Or against mine? Or Gohan? Good question, but I think we have a small chance if we don't have to fight them right away! What about Kuririn is he doing this year too?" Trunks asked back. "No, he's too lazy to come here! C18 doesn't join in either! But Piccolo is coming! It'll be interesting! What number do you have?" "Seven, and you six, right? We're one of the first! Come on, we're going over to the stalls and buy us something to eat! " suggested Trunks and left with Goten. Milan had been listening to the conversation with her Jedis.She slowly followed the two of them. But then she changed her mind and looked for a quiet place to meditate. She found a place under an old tree. There she put down her bag and sat in the yoga seat. She closed her eyes and put her hands on her lap. It slowly floated off the ground. She saw Anakin, but it had to be a vision from the past because he was still alive. Then she saw the two boys, they were standing next to her. And a few others. There were a couple of bullets in front of them. Then she was rudely torn from her meditation. Someone had shaken her shoulder. She opened her eyes and looked into two black clear eyes and two blue clear eyes. She almost fell out of the air and onto the floor in shock. The two faces were so close to hers. "Hey you! Who are you?" asked the blue-eyed man. Milan didn't answer. She slowly released her legs from the seat and then stood in front of the two of them. It wasn't big.It reached the two of them just up to their shoulders and yet they exuded an incredible authority. "I asked you something! Who are you, I've never seen you at a tournament!" one of them asked again. The other just stared at her with his black eyes. "None of your business!" said Milan, walking between the two of them after picking up her bag. "Hui! Not very friendly the little one! Like a block of ice!" said Goten. "I heard that!" she called and suddenly turned around. So that her cloak was blowing away from her body and revealing the three lightsabers. She glared angrily at Trunks and Goten from her ice-blue eyes. They didn't seem impressed, but grinned at them. "That was my intention too! Come on, what is a girl like you doing here at a tournament?" Goten asked her. "I happened to be here! And I don't plan to stay here long, anything else? A couple in the face, or between the legs?" she asked cheekily, her eyes flashing dangerously."Pretty cheeky for your size! Do you have a name too? I'm Trunks and that's Goten!" Trunks introduced himself and Goten. "Milan!" she said in a toneless voice and walked away in the direction of the stroke measuring device. (Is that thing called like that?) "Very friendly, the little one! Come on, let's go to qualification, I want to know how strong she is!" Goten said and followed her, Trunks also followed. The others had signed up in the meantime and were already waiting by the phone. Milan stood way up in the queue and soon it was his turn. She used the power and got 300 points. Everyone looked at her in amazement. "She doesn't need to stay hidden! What do you think, can you get exactly 300 points?" asked Trunks Goten. "Sure, bet?" said Goten. Goten got 301 points and so did Trunks. Everyone else also had points in this area and so everyone qualified for the round of 16. Then the opponents were drawn. In the first fight Goten met the Dark Flying Angel.Milan had registered under this name. Piccolo met Kazuya, Goku met Ryoma, Gohan met Tekan, Trunks met Akane, Vegeta met Frogg, Mr. Satan met Matt and Marron met Konan. When this was settled, everyone went to the rooms that were available to the participants during the tournament. Then it was time for Milan and Goten to go out into the ring.
"Sooo, in the first fight Son-Goten meets the Dark Flying Angel! I'll release the ring!" called the announcer.
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Finished! It continues in the next part, but only if I also get two comments, otherwise I won't be motivated! * grin * I hope you enjoyed this part a bit! Until next time!
Peace
= O
Milan