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Fanfic: Silence - The God of Evil (Teil 15)

Chapter: Silence - The God of Evil (Part 15)

Silence - The God of Evil (Part 15)


All he wants is Hell on Earth!






From Goku Daimao


Hello, this time I even have a foreword with me .......... everyone: "So what?" ......... hey!


Anyway, it took a little longer again ...... sorry ......... I'm sorry ..... but well, I just lay in the sun a lot and so on and so on ................ everyone: "Who cares?" ................. ey!


Well, to come to Gorilla's thesis ............. the answer is ............... * truck rushing * ... so now you know the secret of the diva. And because of Serran's question, why I put something out of Ice Cold Angels, etc. ...... well .... I just like crossovers and let's be honest, that wasn't the first thing I stole ........ .hm. borrowed. In each part, names, people, or situations from movies, manga, anime, and real life come up. But that's just by the way, I don't want to hold you back long ........ everyone: "You will do it" ......... okay, okay, I'll shut up now and you can turn 15 .Read part of Silence.






The Titan rose majestically from the great blue ocean and drove leisurely. The five huge chimneys blew a lot of smoke and smoke into the bright sky, from which the sun shone mercilessly on the deck of the luxury liner. It was the largest, longest, most modern and most luxurious ship in the world and on its first long voyage. Almost three thousand people had fit on board and you could easily have taken on a few hundred more.


There was a lot of activity on the decks. Children were playing with electric cars or balls, their parents were sunbathing, chatting over a cold iced tea or having a game of tennis on one of the many sports fields, and some hung prone on the railing fighting against their nausea.


Among those poor souls was a young woman. Videl had never been able to stand boat trips and this monster rocked and wobbled back and forth tremendously.Bulma and ChiChi had put their arms comfortingly on her shoulders.


The three had only arrived a few minutes ago. With Bulma's plane, of course. They had to land pretty precisely because they couldn't do it in the middle of the deck because everyone would have seen them immediately, so they had no choice but to land between two of the large steam pipes that rose above them in the sky .


And it was precisely this smoke and then the rocking of the ship that had driven the young daughter of the different Mr. Satan to the white railing, where she was now competing with the camels from Ügopten.


"My God child, I never thought that you could eat that much.", Bulma said somewhat cynically and handed Videl a handkerchief so that she could wipe the and off.


"Ha, ha, very funny.", She whispered back and tore the piece of cloth from her hand.


"So where do we have to go now?", Asked ChiChi and looked around in all directions to make sure that no one was listening unintentionally.

“According to the radar, the Dragon Ball is there somewhere in this great hall.” Bulma pointed to the large, brightly-lit room that stretched across the middle of the promenade deck. Music and many loud voices reached her ears when the door opened and more young people disappeared into the room.


"Well, let's get into the fray then."


"Stop!" Shouted Bulma, whereupon Videl turned around in astonishment.


"What is?"


"We can't go in there like that."


When they looked down at their dirty and broken clothes, they knew what the turquoise-haired woman meant.


"Okay, so ......... hm ...... do you see the three ladies back there?", ChiChi asked after some thought.


“Yeah, what about them?” Videl seemed to have no idea what Son-Goku's wife was up to.


“I understand, so go!” Bulma seemed to know and so the young girl who had been hanging on the railing earlier had to track after the two of them in order not to be left behind.

As the three passed the other three, Bulma and ChiChi suddenly started a strange conversation.


"Yes, I also think it's funny that they have built a secret disco here on the ship. But well, you are at least among yourself, you don't think so, Clodette.", Bulma babbled.


"What the hell.?"


"Just play along, okay?" ChiChi hissed and covered Videl's mouth.


She nodded and coughed briefly.


"Yes, of course, Chantal. It is clear that they do not do Kozzyhoodstars with normal bums. IN this disco only known and celebrities run around.". ChiChi almost shouted the last words, whereupon the other women's club, which hadn't even taken any notice of them, put their heads up.


"And are they coming?" Whispered Bulma as they disappeared behind a wall.


"Yes, they will be there in a moment.", ChiChi replied in the same low tone.


"It's hard to believe, we're about to meet celebrities," one of the three girls cheered as they turned the corner to see where the supposed club should be.

"On her!", ChiChi shouted and there was already a big fight. After some screeching, screeching, cracking and groaning, three women reappeared. Bulma, ChiChi and Videl had new clothes, very nice clothes, not their own, but who cares?


"Well, second attempt. Let's get into the fray!", Videl ripe and this time they disappeared into the great hall ...






Just as the door closed behind you, a young man landed on the deck. The people around turned to him in amazement. He didn't fit into the typical image of the passengers on a luxury liner. The boy, who was estimated by most to be just under nineteen, wore slashed jeans, a black mesh shirt, and a heavy leather coat. A black cowboy hat was still hanging behind his neck and his blue-black hair was hanging around tousled on his head.


"Excuse me, sir, but we are not allowed to take unauthorized persons with us," said a young man in a navy uniform and opaque sunglasses.

The boy didn't react at all, just continued down the deck.


"Sir, I have to ask you to leave the ship!", The young officer shouted and ran after the guy.


Again no reaction.


"Damn it, if they don't go right now, then ..."


In an instant the boy had turned, grabbed the officer's collar, and held him up.


"Then what?" He asked in a cold voice.


"Um ....... then ..... let.I'm .... throw her down ........", the man hanging in the air mumbled while he kicked his legs.


"Throwing so ...... hm .... doesn't sound bad." A grin crossed the young face and with one throw the officer flew in a high arc through the air and landed exactly in the large open mouth of the third chimney .


Panic broke out. People started, ran away. Nothing like the young killer. He went on, very calmly and gently, opened the door to the hall that stood in the middle of the promenade deck and stepped inside ......





"When will Papa come back again?" Maaron whined and began to cry again.


"Oh, Maaron, Papa, has gone very far away, he's not coming back.", C18 tried to explain her father's death to her.


"But why does he do that. Why ??" Maaron asked Next, clutching her mother as tightly as she could.


"You, Arale, will my papa win against Silence?" Asked Goten and sat down next to her.


"Of course, he can do it, he's the strongest in the universe."


"No, my papa, makes him cold, because he's the best." Trunks shouted and jumped in front of the two.


"No, my papa beats him."


"No, mine!"


"Mine!"


Arale just sighed when she saw the two sons arguing, as did their fathers. In truth, she guessed, even Goku and Vegeta were unable to conquer the god together. There was only one way. The Dragonballs and Shenlong. If that didn't work, they could wrap up.

“Where are you going?” Popo got up as she lifted the little witch on her ball into the air.


"Oh, I have a date with a good friend. If something is important, I'll be back.", She replied in her croaking voice and disappeared from the field of vision of the small, chubby, black servant.


"I don't know, somehow I have a strange feeling.", Dende breathed thoughtfully and scratched his head .......................








"And where are they now?", Gohan asked when the three Saiyajins landed on the promenade deck. Strangely enough, all the people had moved away from them. Nobody looked at them, instead they seemed to be afraid.


"What's going on here? Did they see a ghost, or what?" Vegeta asked, crossing his arms.


"Anyway, we have to find ChiChi and the other two." Goku urged and started walking.


"But where?" His son asked again.


"It would be best if we start in this room.", he replied and opened the door.


Vegeta just shrugged his shoulders, grunted in exasperation and followed his rival and his son .......






"Leeloo, what's up?" She asked Diva as her young assistant stepped into the living room.


"Oh, your guest is here, Madame.", She replied and took a step to the side.


A small woman, dressed entirely in black, with purple hair and a pointed hat, floated into the room on a crystal ball and sat down in an armchair next to Miss Plavalaguna.


"Uranai Baba, what a pleasure to finally see you again.", She whistled and hugged the small figure.


"Nice to meet you too. It's been ages."


"Oh Leeloo, please bring us two more cognacs, .. or wait, no, forget that, just get the whole bottle and three glasses. You should also be allowed to take a break."


"Thank you very much, madame, come right away."


With a grin, the young blonde perfect woman disappeared back into the hallway.

"And what brings you here to my modest little home?" Asked the diva and
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