Translation
Fanfic: Koma Teil 1 (Fortsetzung von Kopfgeld)
planet she had seen in her dream. Confused and frightened, she stood on the plateau from which she could observe the land over a wide area. It was as she already knew it: life was extinguished, the sky darkened and malevolent. Worried, Kyoko sat down on the floor.She felt a strong urge to go somewhere and not sit around idly, but she already knew what she would find and that the effort would be in vain.
"Well, are you bored?", She suddenly heard a dark voice drowning out the roar of the thunder. Kyoko quickly got up and looked around to find the person who had spoken.
"What is it, my dear, I would have trusted you a little more. Do you actually think that these imperfect tools, which you call eyes, could see me?" The strange voice laughed mockingly, so that Kyoko shivered down her spine. Then she closed her eyes and searched for the speaker with her mind. She was startled when she noticed how close he was to her and involuntarily opened her eyes. A man was standing directly in front of Kyoko. He was very tall, slim, but still muscular. He had black hair and a handsome but terribly angry face. Shivering, Kyoko thought that he looked very much like Katra.
"You are..."
"... the Dark Kaioshin", the man finished the sentence. "You gave me a lot of trouble," he remarked casually. "I thought my idea was a good one. Katra was really an excellent fighter. Back then you messed up my bill." He looked at her intensely - a searching, appraising look that gave Kyoko the feeling of being screened.
"Well, you probably won't be able to do it this time."
"And why not?", Kyoko asked, trying to sound as confident and exuberant as possible. The Dark Kaioshin just smiled at her pityingly and said:
"This time you will be somewhere else when evil prevails. I thought the future of the earth was a good place for you."
Kyoko froze. Slowly she turned her head. Was that the future of the earth?
"Yes," replied the man to the unspoken question. "When I win and the wretched Kaioshin is destroyed, this will be the earth."
"But what's the point? Then they'll rule. But what will they rule? Over the dead. Over a devastated planet. Does that make sense?"
The DK (I'll cut it short) laughed out loud. "Do you want to dissuade me from my plan? You will not succeed. I was created to form the opposite pole. That is evil. Its only goal is to destroy the good. The bad qualities of living beings have me in the last." Time very strengthened. Now I can start an attack again. "
"This is crazy ...", Kyoko muttered sadly and stunned.
"Is that it? I think it's single-minded. I could actually let some people live. There are very, very evil beings on your planet. But they are so pathetic. The powerful Saiyans who are still alive have joined the good. Even Vegeta. He's a fool. Had he continued to serve me, he would have become stronger than anyone else.He could have ruled. And what does he choose? He chooses the good and with it certain death. What's NOT crazy about that? "the DK asked angrily.
"He found love," Kyoko replied calmly. "It was worth it to him. There is so much to live for that is only offered on the side of good. The temptation is very strong on both sides, but for him love was the more alluring. Me don't assume that you can feel love. "
Kyoko slowly lost her shyness in front of the menacing man.
"But even if you could. Who should love you?"
"I don't want to be loved," replied the DK. "You haven't understood it yet. In my world there is no love and there shouldn't be. Love makes you weak, love makes you vulnerable. I only have use for strong beings. Just like you are ..."
"Is that why I'm here?", Kyoko asked without wanting to hear the answer.
"Of course! I offer you to change sides and serve me from now on.Then you can go on living. If you serve me well, maybe I'll give you a planet or a small galaxy. "
"Why me? There are many bad guys. Take one of them," suggested Kyoko. "I will never betray the good."
The DK laughed grimly. "You already have that, my dear."
"When?" She asked, startled. And then she knew.
"You almost killed Katra. That hatred you felt at the time was nothing more than the beginning of your soul to support the evil."
"No!" Shouted Kyoko. "You are wrong! I have never ..."
"Yes, my dear," the man interrupted. “Don't deny it. You don't belong here.” He pointed to the devastated landscape. "I'll give you a palace, servant, whatever you want. You put yourself in my service for it." He cast a condescending look at the young woman. "I'll give you time to make up your mind. Stay here for a week and think about what I told you.When I come back you will die or rule. "
He turned around abruptly. His long black coat was blowing in the wind. Then he was gone.
Kyoko sank to her knees and buried her face in her hands. She started to sob.
"LIE!" She yelled at the dark sky. “I'm not bad! I'm good!” Then she collapsed. I will not serve evil, I will not ...
Trunks woke up. Goku stood in front of him and gave him a worried look.
"How long has Kyoko been in a coma?" He asked worried. Then Goku looked at the door to the room. Videl and Gohan stood there. Goten, Piccolo and Kuririn crowded behind them.
"Since noon yesterday," replied Trunks, yawning. "I've been with her all the time since then, talking to her, but she doesn't seem to hear anything."
"Do you know why she might be in a coma?" Goten asked quietly.
"Yes," said Trunks, even more quietly. The others listened.
"She had gone into a trance.When she does that, she moves her mind around in other dimensions and leaves her body as an empty shell. It seems like her mind has gone and not returned to her body. "
"Sounds complicated," said Piccolo. “Maybe Dende knows something about it.” He walked away from the others and talked to Dende in his mind.
Shortly afterwards he appeared again in the doorway. "Nothing," he said dejectedly to the others. "Dende doesn't know how to do something about it. He said she had to do it on her own."
I knew it, Trunks thought, and his face darkened.
"Hey!", Gohan suddenly shouted happily. "Kyoko had a book like that. Maybe it says how to do something like that again."
"Good idea," agreed Piccolo.
The small group made their way through the large building together. They stopped in front of the opening to Kyoko's room.
"Neat job," Goku muttered as he examined the broken door frame and the shattered wooden door at the other end of the room.
"There was a curse on the door," Trunks explained. "Let's see what happens when I touch your book."
"Just watch out," Videl warned uncertainly.
Trunk's hand slowly moved towards the cover of the book, which was on a music stand-like device. Nothing happened. He exhaled in relief.
What happened next, however, frightened him more than a curse ever could.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Asked a face that had appeared on the book. Trunks backed away in shock.
"Did you wake me up to stare at me?" The book asked impatiently, its leathery brow furrowed.
"N-no, no," Trunks stuttered, stunned. Then he slowly found his language again. "I wanted to read in, uh, you."
"Well then," said the book. "You need a good reason for that, or I can't reveal any secrets to you."
"I'm the husband of Kyoko Briefs. She's in a coma because of a trance, I think.I think there must be somewhere in you how we can get her out of there. That's a good reason I think, "Trunks said uncertainly.
"I don't think so," replied the book cheekily.
"B-I-T-T-E!" He pleaded. "That is very important to me."
The book put on a brooding look. "Actually only my mistress is allowed to read in me. But you belong to the family ..." Then he said generously: "Well, you can. But woe, you try to do magic. Then some unpleasant things will happen to you."
"Thanks," said Trunks, relieved. Quite a few breathed loudly behind him.
The book opened. Trunks glanced at the first page. His face darkened. Turning to the others, he asked: “Can anyone speak this language?” He pointed to the yellowed side of parchment with incomprehensible characters written on it. General shaking of the head. Trunks flipped through the whole book, but he could only read the last few pages, which obviously had nothing to do with trances.He decided to read it later. Now other things had priority.
"That is probably a very old language," said Piccolo with a sharp look at the leaves. "We should ask the Chief Elder on Namek. He's got it."
"Good idea," beamed Goku. "Hold on to me."
Gohan turned to his father in amazement. "Can you teleport us to Namek from here? I thought that was too far?"
"I've just been training."
Trunks shrugged. "It doesn't matter. The main thing is that it's quick."
He picked up the book and closed it. The book glared at him maliciously with yellow eyes. "That's why you woke me up?" It asked angrily.
Trunks nodded slightly. "Oh man," groaned the book. "Don't you think I can read this script?"
Goten hit his forehead with full force and flew down the hall. After he had freed himself from the rubble, he said: "Then we can save ourselves the long way, right?"
The book proudly replied: "Of course. Now tell me exactly what you want to know. But - do not forget, I am making a great exception. You are receiving great knowledge for which you are not intended. I did not do that for my mistress . She had to work it all out for herself. You're not ready to use the magic. Don't try. "
Tunks put the book back on the stand.
"Well, are you bored?", She suddenly heard a dark voice drowning out the roar of the thunder. Kyoko quickly got up and looked around to find the person who had spoken.
"What is it, my dear, I would have trusted you a little more. Do you actually think that these imperfect tools, which you call eyes, could see me?" The strange voice laughed mockingly, so that Kyoko shivered down her spine. Then she closed her eyes and searched for the speaker with her mind. She was startled when she noticed how close he was to her and involuntarily opened her eyes. A man was standing directly in front of Kyoko. He was very tall, slim, but still muscular. He had black hair and a handsome but terribly angry face. Shivering, Kyoko thought that he looked very much like Katra.
"You are..."
"... the Dark Kaioshin", the man finished the sentence. "You gave me a lot of trouble," he remarked casually. "I thought my idea was a good one. Katra was really an excellent fighter. Back then you messed up my bill." He looked at her intensely - a searching, appraising look that gave Kyoko the feeling of being screened.
"Well, you probably won't be able to do it this time."
"And why not?", Kyoko asked, trying to sound as confident and exuberant as possible. The Dark Kaioshin just smiled at her pityingly and said:
"This time you will be somewhere else when evil prevails. I thought the future of the earth was a good place for you."
Kyoko froze. Slowly she turned her head. Was that the future of the earth?
"Yes," replied the man to the unspoken question. "When I win and the wretched Kaioshin is destroyed, this will be the earth."
"But what's the point? Then they'll rule. But what will they rule? Over the dead. Over a devastated planet. Does that make sense?"
The DK (I'll cut it short) laughed out loud. "Do you want to dissuade me from my plan? You will not succeed. I was created to form the opposite pole. That is evil. Its only goal is to destroy the good. The bad qualities of living beings have me in the last." Time very strengthened. Now I can start an attack again. "
"This is crazy ...", Kyoko muttered sadly and stunned.
"Is that it? I think it's single-minded. I could actually let some people live. There are very, very evil beings on your planet. But they are so pathetic. The powerful Saiyans who are still alive have joined the good. Even Vegeta. He's a fool. Had he continued to serve me, he would have become stronger than anyone else.He could have ruled. And what does he choose? He chooses the good and with it certain death. What's NOT crazy about that? "the DK asked angrily.
"He found love," Kyoko replied calmly. "It was worth it to him. There is so much to live for that is only offered on the side of good. The temptation is very strong on both sides, but for him love was the more alluring. Me don't assume that you can feel love. "
Kyoko slowly lost her shyness in front of the menacing man.
"But even if you could. Who should love you?"
"I don't want to be loved," replied the DK. "You haven't understood it yet. In my world there is no love and there shouldn't be. Love makes you weak, love makes you vulnerable. I only have use for strong beings. Just like you are ..."
"Is that why I'm here?", Kyoko asked without wanting to hear the answer.
"Of course! I offer you to change sides and serve me from now on.Then you can go on living. If you serve me well, maybe I'll give you a planet or a small galaxy. "
"Why me? There are many bad guys. Take one of them," suggested Kyoko. "I will never betray the good."
The DK laughed grimly. "You already have that, my dear."
"When?" She asked, startled. And then she knew.
"You almost killed Katra. That hatred you felt at the time was nothing more than the beginning of your soul to support the evil."
"No!" Shouted Kyoko. "You are wrong! I have never ..."
"Yes, my dear," the man interrupted. “Don't deny it. You don't belong here.” He pointed to the devastated landscape. "I'll give you a palace, servant, whatever you want. You put yourself in my service for it." He cast a condescending look at the young woman. "I'll give you time to make up your mind. Stay here for a week and think about what I told you.When I come back you will die or rule. "
He turned around abruptly. His long black coat was blowing in the wind. Then he was gone.
Kyoko sank to her knees and buried her face in her hands. She started to sob.
"LIE!" She yelled at the dark sky. “I'm not bad! I'm good!” Then she collapsed. I will not serve evil, I will not ...
Trunks woke up. Goku stood in front of him and gave him a worried look.
"How long has Kyoko been in a coma?" He asked worried. Then Goku looked at the door to the room. Videl and Gohan stood there. Goten, Piccolo and Kuririn crowded behind them.
"Since noon yesterday," replied Trunks, yawning. "I've been with her all the time since then, talking to her, but she doesn't seem to hear anything."
"Do you know why she might be in a coma?" Goten asked quietly.
"Yes," said Trunks, even more quietly. The others listened.
"She had gone into a trance.When she does that, she moves her mind around in other dimensions and leaves her body as an empty shell. It seems like her mind has gone and not returned to her body. "
"Sounds complicated," said Piccolo. “Maybe Dende knows something about it.” He walked away from the others and talked to Dende in his mind.
Shortly afterwards he appeared again in the doorway. "Nothing," he said dejectedly to the others. "Dende doesn't know how to do something about it. He said she had to do it on her own."
I knew it, Trunks thought, and his face darkened.
"Hey!", Gohan suddenly shouted happily. "Kyoko had a book like that. Maybe it says how to do something like that again."
"Good idea," agreed Piccolo.
The small group made their way through the large building together. They stopped in front of the opening to Kyoko's room.
"Neat job," Goku muttered as he examined the broken door frame and the shattered wooden door at the other end of the room.
"There was a curse on the door," Trunks explained. "Let's see what happens when I touch your book."
"Just watch out," Videl warned uncertainly.
Trunk's hand slowly moved towards the cover of the book, which was on a music stand-like device. Nothing happened. He exhaled in relief.
What happened next, however, frightened him more than a curse ever could.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Asked a face that had appeared on the book. Trunks backed away in shock.
"Did you wake me up to stare at me?" The book asked impatiently, its leathery brow furrowed.
"N-no, no," Trunks stuttered, stunned. Then he slowly found his language again. "I wanted to read in, uh, you."
"Well then," said the book. "You need a good reason for that, or I can't reveal any secrets to you."
"I'm the husband of Kyoko Briefs. She's in a coma because of a trance, I think.I think there must be somewhere in you how we can get her out of there. That's a good reason I think, "Trunks said uncertainly.
"I don't think so," replied the book cheekily.
"B-I-T-T-E!" He pleaded. "That is very important to me."
The book put on a brooding look. "Actually only my mistress is allowed to read in me. But you belong to the family ..." Then he said generously: "Well, you can. But woe, you try to do magic. Then some unpleasant things will happen to you."
"Thanks," said Trunks, relieved. Quite a few breathed loudly behind him.
The book opened. Trunks glanced at the first page. His face darkened. Turning to the others, he asked: “Can anyone speak this language?” He pointed to the yellowed side of parchment with incomprehensible characters written on it. General shaking of the head. Trunks flipped through the whole book, but he could only read the last few pages, which obviously had nothing to do with trances.He decided to read it later. Now other things had priority.
"That is probably a very old language," said Piccolo with a sharp look at the leaves. "We should ask the Chief Elder on Namek. He's got it."
"Good idea," beamed Goku. "Hold on to me."
Gohan turned to his father in amazement. "Can you teleport us to Namek from here? I thought that was too far?"
"I've just been training."
Trunks shrugged. "It doesn't matter. The main thing is that it's quick."
He picked up the book and closed it. The book glared at him maliciously with yellow eyes. "That's why you woke me up?" It asked angrily.
Trunks nodded slightly. "Oh man," groaned the book. "Don't you think I can read this script?"
Goten hit his forehead with full force and flew down the hall. After he had freed himself from the rubble, he said: "Then we can save ourselves the long way, right?"
The book proudly replied: "Of course. Now tell me exactly what you want to know. But - do not forget, I am making a great exception. You are receiving great knowledge for which you are not intended. I did not do that for my mistress . She had to work it all out for herself. You're not ready to use the magic. Don't try. "
Tunks put the book back on the stand.