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Fanfic: Mr. Satans Niederlage - ein ungleicher Kampf (1)
Chapter: Mr. Satan's Defeat - An Unequal Fight (1)
Hi, here I am again, this is my second FF, I hope you enjoy it! Of course, this does NOT build on the first one (it would take too long to read all of this if you haven't read it yet)! It is based on the Cell Saga, this is about how Mr. Satan has to admit, whether or not he has defeated Cell, but that's the name of the title and I really won't reveal more!
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As I'm sure you've all seen, Mr. Satan saved the world from Cell. Or rather, you couldn't have seen it because the video camera broke and the reporter said over the microphone that Mr. Satan defeated him. But does that mean that it is also true?
No, that is not what it is called.
Reporter: "How did you defeat Cell?"
Satan: "Well, I hit him like that" - he made a movement with his arm - "and then he fell over." (I don't know the original text, so I don't know exactly what he said.)
R: "There were other people. What happened to them?"
S: "Well, I also shook hands with them ... um" - he thought for two seconds - "he added quickly."
R: "And then?"
S: "Yes, they congratulated me and ran away!" 'Phew! Lucky again! ', he thought.
There was a big party and Mr. Satan (as you all know) shouted:
"I live high!"
The Z group was different:
"Gohan beats him and this guy gets all the credit!" Complained Kuririn.
"Oh, what the heck, let's give him the fun when he has nothing else!" Said Gohan and crossed his arms behind his head.
When Chi Chi found out that her husband was dead, she immediately began to cry and meanwhile a "Mr. Satan Special" was on TV, where he tried to smash 20 bricks at once.
Until then, the story is still true and then 7 years later the first day of high school for Son Gohan will continue, but in the meantime something else happened ... and this is where the story really begins:
Son Goten, Son Gohan's little brother, who was born nine months after the Cell Games, didn't see at all that Mr. Satan is cheered everywhere, even though he had done nothing for it. He was also on 180 when he heard the news that Mr. Satan said he was ready to accept any challenge. Then the idea occurred to him that HE could challenge Mr. Satan. But before that he wanted to train with Gohan to prepare for the upcoming fight. Unfortunately Trunks had no time, he was on vacation with Bulma.
When Son Goten was 4 years old, this idea came to him. Son Gohan was already 15. He didn't train as hard anymore, but he did. Sometimes Son Goten was there too, but he just watched and distracted him by showing him something he had found, e.g. B. a lizard (you know from DBZ, where they trained for the tournament). But now he finally wanted to learn to fight.He wanted to train with Gohan and even learn the SSJ level to fight against Mr. Satan. At the time, however, he did not know how weak Mr. Satan was and that even if he was only 4 and untrained, he could have finished him off in one fell swoop.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Shouted Gohan, who looked out the window and thought, "Ah, hello Son Goten! What's up?"
"Would you like to train with me?" Asked Son Goten and waited eagerly for the answer.
"I was already going the whole time! Maybe tonight!", He replied and rested a bit.
Son Goten also went to his room. He was so excited and put on his best combat suit (he only had one). He ran up and down the stairs and waited until Gohan was ready to fight him.
"What is that supposed to mean?", Chi Chi called from the kitchen when she heard the trampling of her youngest son.
"Son Gohan wants to train with me today!" Replied Son Goten enthusiastically.
When the time finally came in the evening, Son Goten looked again in his brother's room, but he was already gone.
"You're too late!" He was greeted from outside when he looked out the window to see if Gohan was already waiting for him. The latter flew to his room to take Son Goten with him and they (actually Son Gohan) flew for a while until they saw a deserted desert. So he dropped Son Goten.
"Have you ever trained?" Asked Gohan.
"Yes, with trunks a few times, but I want to learn correct techniques!"
"All right. I'll teach you the KameHame-Ha!" Suggested Gohan. He explained to him how to hold his hands, how to collect his energy, etc. After a small demonstration he said:
"So, now it's your turn!"
"Came ... Came ... HAAAAAAAA!" A small ball of energy shot out of Son Goten's hand.
"Very good! Only, that means Kame HAME Ha and not KameKame-Ha!"
"It doesn't matter! In any case I can!" Replied Son Goten.
"You have to try to concentrate even more energy!"
He showed him again the process of the KameHame-Has and explained how he bundles the energy properly. After about an hour it was almost perfect.
"Now comes the energy discus!" Shouted Gohan. He showed him the steps just like he did with the KameHame-Ha and then he taught him teleportation, momentary teleportation and a few fighting stances.
"I want to learn to fly!" Said Son Goten, but Son Gohan waved it off:
"Tomorrow. It's getting late and Mum will surely be worried!"
The next morning it should go on and Son Goten went to bed very excited, finally he could experience "Mr. Satan's defeat"! He thought about it for a while and forged a plan as to how he could best finish off this fat show-off.
'First I kick and hit him a little, then I teleport behind him, attack with a KameHame-Ha, the energy discus follows from above and ...' he thought and was already asleep.
"Son Goten! How often should I still call you!" Chi Chi stood in front of his door and shouted his throat out of his throat.
"What?"
"Eat what else!"
And already her little son was awake and teleported into the kitchen.
"Are you still coming?", He was greeted by Son Gohan, "We wanted to train!"
Son Goten didn't have to be told twice and stuffed everything into himself as quickly as he could.
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Hi!
So that's it for now.
Sorry that it comes so late, but I can't use the I-net or the computer a lot at the moment! Besides, I'll be gone soon and then there won't be any FF's / FA's from me! I hope this will be ready before the holidays.
What a bummer that holidays must be (soon) soon (of course I'm happy)! But I have so many ideas for writing that I don't even know what to do with it! What shall I do?
Maria.