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Fanfic: "Verwandte Seelen" oder "Die Wette" 7
Chapter: "Kindred Souls" or "The Bet" 7
The Super Saiyan
When Gohan had proven that he could concentrate better when he was well rested, Piccolo decided to always set it up that way. That could only be right for Son Gohan. Since he was always lively and never really in a bad mood, he got along better with Piccolo. He no longer grumbled, but slowly dared to speak to Piccolo in the face if something wasn't right for him. Piccolo found that very useful, now he could finally see what he had done wrong at the beginning. In addition, Son Gohan made more and more progress. Vegeta had only bet with Son Goku, but Piccolo had a certain pride too. There was no way he wanted Son Gohan to look like the last rookie at the martial arts tournament. Piccolo had only one problem. How should he teach Gohan to become a Super Saiyan? He was pretty sure that the boy wouldn't stand a chance in the competition if his brother and Trunks turned into one.But how should he explain that to him? Had he ever seen a Super Saiyan? `Hardly, why should Son Goku transform into one in front of the little ones? And this Chi Chi would not allow it anyway. `While leaning against a tree brooding, Gohan did a few warm-up exercises. He was in a good mood, as always, and he was really looking forward to the training. But somehow he couldn't get rid of the feeling that Piccolo wasn't paying attention to the time today. How long should he stand here doing stretching exercises? "Are you okay Piccolo?" Piccolo startled, lost his last thought and looked at Son Gohan in confusion. “What did you say?” Gohan hesitated. Did Piccolo just not understand him or was he angry about the question? "I just wanted to know if everything is okay. I've been standing there for half an hour and you haven't come yet." He pointed to the clearing where he had just done his exercises."I'm sorry, I totally forgot you." "Forgot? I'm not buying that!" He grinned at Piccolo. "Oh, it doesn't matter, let's start training." Piccolo moved away from Son Gohan and went to the clearing. Gohan had to laugh out loud and ran after him. It was the first time he'd noticed Piccolo run out of words. "We're doing a slightly different training match today. You should try to fight me for an hour, but in the end you mustn't drop dead, so you'll have to use your strength sparingly." "Sure, boss!" Gohan could hardly expect. Piccolo looked at him a little skeptically. Sure, he had no doubt that Gohan would get through this, but at least he thought it was a bit of work. And that was it, Son Gohan had to admit that after just 20 minutes. At the beginning he had exhausted himself too much, had met Piccolo very well a few times, but now he took all the more.While he was trying to pull himself together, Piccolo kept shouting things like "Where is your cover?", "Take care of your back!" "Don't fall asleep!" or “Do you know the word offensive?” Piccolo kept irritating him, because he remembered Son Goku's first transformation into a Super Saiyan. At that time he was quite angry. `` Maybe Son Gohan gets angry one day and then changes by chance ... 'And Son Gohan got angry, but apparently not enough, because he did not manage to transform himself. On the other hand, he didn't let his anger run free either, after all Piccolo had only said to hold out and not to defeat him. So the fight was relatively uneventful. Sometimes Piccolo handed out, then again Son Gohan. `You have to give the little one one thing, he got really fast. Piccolo grinned to himself. `Has he at least learned something from me? When the agreed hour was over, both were exhausted and dog-tired."Tomorrow it's all green again." said Piccolo coldly. “All right.” Son Gohan sat down first. He was totally exhausted. He never thought that a training match could be so exhausting. `What the heck! `He let himself fall back, so lay with his back in the green grass and tried to get his breathing under control.
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The next day, they had already passed half of the agreed time, Son Gohan had better distributed his strength. Today he would not be so cheeky and would put all his strength into the attack and then would not have enough for the defense. Like the day before, Piccolo tried to tear Son Gohan, to make him angry. But even today, Son Gohan didn't want to get angry at all, he just wanted to persevere. So everything went very monotonously. Sometimes Son Gohan had to take a lot, then Piccolo again. After 45 minutes of the training fight, Piccolo slowly broke the thread of patience.“Not angry at all that you have to take so much?” At that moment he hit Gohan quite hard in the stomach area. Son Gohan swallowed, suppressing the pain. "Who is quiet angry, let your anger out, hit with all your might or are you a weakling?" That had sat. Son Gohan had trained so hard, how could Piccolo call him a pushover? Something was wrong there ... But Gohan had no more time to come up with sensible thoughts. He was angry, really angry. "I'm not just struggling here for fun!" even as he said that, he began to scream in anger. His voice sounded over the forest canopy and beyond. Piccolo took a little distance while Gohan doubled over and just screamed. So the fight stalled for a few seconds. "I'll show you, I'll prove to you that I'm not a weakling!" Even before he had fully said this, he stormed towards Piccolo. But Piccolo was prepared and kept his cover.So Son Gohan only hit Piccolo's arms, which again wasn't so bad. What Son Gohan had not noticed in his anger was something that Piccolo took a load off his heart. A little boy with black hair and black eyes was no longer fighting with him. His hair had turned golden blonde, his eyes turquoise. Piccolo was satisfied. After the last 15 minutes had passed, even Piccolo felt totally exhausted. Gohan slumped on the floor and lay there for a while. His torso rose and fell quickly. He was back to normal. When Piccolo took a few strong breaths, he went over to Gohan. “I'm proud of you.” Gohan looked at him. “But I'm totally exhausted and that shouldn't be.” “That will come with time, but you did something today that I thought we could only dream of.” “Huh?” “Tell me from the fight."" What is this crap? You fought WITH me, you should know what happened as well as I did! "If not better ..." "Maybe, but tell me about your personal ... Mh ..." He thought about how to phrase it. "Impressions. " "Impressions? Well ... "" What is that supposed to mean? Since when do impressions count when fighting. `Son Gohan had the feeling that Piccolo was making fun of him." So the beginning was better than yesterday, I wasn't knocked out right away. and was able to divide my strength. But when you started calling me a weakling - why did you actually do that? "" Tactics, go on. " "If you think. "Gohan shrugged." Anyway, after a while, I was pretty angry. That totally upset me. At some point I can't anymore, I just had to scream out the anger. "Piccolo just nodded." Well, somehow I felt stronger afterwards, as if I could fall back on completely new energy reserves.But when the fight was over, this feeling was gone again and I felt more limp than ever and ... "" That's enough, thanks. "Piccolo smiled." Do you know how you got these "energy reserves", as you call them? "Gohan shook his head intently." Mh, let me put it this way, if you had had a mirror nearby, you probably would not have recognized yourself. "Son gohan paused." What is that supposed to mean? How did I look? "" A different hair and eye color and a different aura that stands out like a wreath of fire from the usual, to be more precise ... "" A Super Saiyan? I? "Piccolo was a bit surprised, but immediately recovered." So did he know something about it after all ... "" Why not? You are the son of a Saiyan. Even if you are half human, you can still transform yourself. "" That's crazy when Papa sees it! “He started cheering and dancing around.” No more foolishness.Do you still remember how you did it? " "The transformation? "Piccolo nodded." Don't forget. From tomorrow we will practice this until it is no longer so strenuous for you, ok? " "Yes, sir! "Gohan started to laugh again, so Piccolo could only shake his head." Children ... "
It was a bit faster. Know, that was not so great now, but I hope you still rate it. It's my first FanFic, even if it's a bit big. (Maybe you prefer to download, reading online costs money ... o_O)
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When Gohan had proven that he could concentrate better when he was well rested, Piccolo decided to always set it up that way. That could only be right for Son Gohan. Since he was always lively and never really in a bad mood, he got along better with Piccolo. He no longer grumbled, but slowly dared to speak to Piccolo in the face if something wasn't right for him. Piccolo found that very useful, now he could finally see what he had done wrong at the beginning. In addition, Son Gohan made more and more progress. Vegeta had only bet with Son Goku, but Piccolo had a certain pride too. There was no way he wanted Son Gohan to look like the last rookie at the martial arts tournament. Piccolo had only one problem. How should he teach Gohan to become a Super Saiyan? He was pretty sure that the boy wouldn't stand a chance in the competition if his brother and Trunks turned into one.But how should he explain that to him? Had he ever seen a Super Saiyan? `Hardly, why should Son Goku transform into one in front of the little ones? And this Chi Chi would not allow it anyway. `While leaning against a tree brooding, Gohan did a few warm-up exercises. He was in a good mood, as always, and he was really looking forward to the training. But somehow he couldn't get rid of the feeling that Piccolo wasn't paying attention to the time today. How long should he stand here doing stretching exercises? "Are you okay Piccolo?" Piccolo startled, lost his last thought and looked at Son Gohan in confusion. “What did you say?” Gohan hesitated. Did Piccolo just not understand him or was he angry about the question? "I just wanted to know if everything is okay. I've been standing there for half an hour and you haven't come yet." He pointed to the clearing where he had just done his exercises."I'm sorry, I totally forgot you." "Forgot? I'm not buying that!" He grinned at Piccolo. "Oh, it doesn't matter, let's start training." Piccolo moved away from Son Gohan and went to the clearing. Gohan had to laugh out loud and ran after him. It was the first time he'd noticed Piccolo run out of words. "We're doing a slightly different training match today. You should try to fight me for an hour, but in the end you mustn't drop dead, so you'll have to use your strength sparingly." "Sure, boss!" Gohan could hardly expect. Piccolo looked at him a little skeptically. Sure, he had no doubt that Gohan would get through this, but at least he thought it was a bit of work. And that was it, Son Gohan had to admit that after just 20 minutes. At the beginning he had exhausted himself too much, had met Piccolo very well a few times, but now he took all the more.While he was trying to pull himself together, Piccolo kept shouting things like "Where is your cover?", "Take care of your back!" "Don't fall asleep!" or “Do you know the word offensive?” Piccolo kept irritating him, because he remembered Son Goku's first transformation into a Super Saiyan. At that time he was quite angry. `` Maybe Son Gohan gets angry one day and then changes by chance ... 'And Son Gohan got angry, but apparently not enough, because he did not manage to transform himself. On the other hand, he didn't let his anger run free either, after all Piccolo had only said to hold out and not to defeat him. So the fight was relatively uneventful. Sometimes Piccolo handed out, then again Son Gohan. `You have to give the little one one thing, he got really fast. Piccolo grinned to himself. `Has he at least learned something from me? When the agreed hour was over, both were exhausted and dog-tired."Tomorrow it's all green again." said Piccolo coldly. “All right.” Son Gohan sat down first. He was totally exhausted. He never thought that a training match could be so exhausting. `What the heck! `He let himself fall back, so lay with his back in the green grass and tried to get his breathing under control.
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The next day, they had already passed half of the agreed time, Son Gohan had better distributed his strength. Today he would not be so cheeky and would put all his strength into the attack and then would not have enough for the defense. Like the day before, Piccolo tried to tear Son Gohan, to make him angry. But even today, Son Gohan didn't want to get angry at all, he just wanted to persevere. So everything went very monotonously. Sometimes Son Gohan had to take a lot, then Piccolo again. After 45 minutes of the training fight, Piccolo slowly broke the thread of patience.“Not angry at all that you have to take so much?” At that moment he hit Gohan quite hard in the stomach area. Son Gohan swallowed, suppressing the pain. "Who is quiet angry, let your anger out, hit with all your might or are you a weakling?" That had sat. Son Gohan had trained so hard, how could Piccolo call him a pushover? Something was wrong there ... But Gohan had no more time to come up with sensible thoughts. He was angry, really angry. "I'm not just struggling here for fun!" even as he said that, he began to scream in anger. His voice sounded over the forest canopy and beyond. Piccolo took a little distance while Gohan doubled over and just screamed. So the fight stalled for a few seconds. "I'll show you, I'll prove to you that I'm not a weakling!" Even before he had fully said this, he stormed towards Piccolo. But Piccolo was prepared and kept his cover.So Son Gohan only hit Piccolo's arms, which again wasn't so bad. What Son Gohan had not noticed in his anger was something that Piccolo took a load off his heart. A little boy with black hair and black eyes was no longer fighting with him. His hair had turned golden blonde, his eyes turquoise. Piccolo was satisfied. After the last 15 minutes had passed, even Piccolo felt totally exhausted. Gohan slumped on the floor and lay there for a while. His torso rose and fell quickly. He was back to normal. When Piccolo took a few strong breaths, he went over to Gohan. “I'm proud of you.” Gohan looked at him. “But I'm totally exhausted and that shouldn't be.” “That will come with time, but you did something today that I thought we could only dream of.” “Huh?” “Tell me from the fight."" What is this crap? You fought WITH me, you should know what happened as well as I did! "If not better ..." "Maybe, but tell me about your personal ... Mh ..." He thought about how to phrase it. "Impressions. " "Impressions? Well ... "" What is that supposed to mean? Since when do impressions count when fighting. `Son Gohan had the feeling that Piccolo was making fun of him." So the beginning was better than yesterday, I wasn't knocked out right away. and was able to divide my strength. But when you started calling me a weakling - why did you actually do that? "" Tactics, go on. " "If you think. "Gohan shrugged." Anyway, after a while, I was pretty angry. That totally upset me. At some point I can't anymore, I just had to scream out the anger. "Piccolo just nodded." Well, somehow I felt stronger afterwards, as if I could fall back on completely new energy reserves.But when the fight was over, this feeling was gone again and I felt more limp than ever and ... "" That's enough, thanks. "Piccolo smiled." Do you know how you got these "energy reserves", as you call them? "Gohan shook his head intently." Mh, let me put it this way, if you had had a mirror nearby, you probably would not have recognized yourself. "Son gohan paused." What is that supposed to mean? How did I look? "" A different hair and eye color and a different aura that stands out like a wreath of fire from the usual, to be more precise ... "" A Super Saiyan? I? "Piccolo was a bit surprised, but immediately recovered." So did he know something about it after all ... "" Why not? You are the son of a Saiyan. Even if you are half human, you can still transform yourself. "" That's crazy when Papa sees it! “He started cheering and dancing around.” No more foolishness.Do you still remember how you did it? " "The transformation? "Piccolo nodded." Don't forget. From tomorrow we will practice this until it is no longer so strenuous for you, ok? " "Yes, sir! "Gohan started to laugh again, so Piccolo could only shake his head." Children ... "
It was a bit faster. Know, that was not so great now, but I hope you still rate it. It's my first FanFic, even if it's a bit big. (Maybe you prefer to download, reading online costs money ... o_O)
Ciaoi chrissi25 (http://www.chrissi25.net.tc)