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Fanfic: DB RS 15 FIGHTERS OR PILOT VEJITA
Chapter: DB RS 15 FIGHTERS OR PILOT VEJITA
DB RS 15
Chapter 15
Fighters or Pilot Vejita
"Oh, so you're showing yourself here? What about your people?"
Raditz glared at his brother.
"I don't know what you want here all of a sudden, but if I can give you some good advice: just get out of here and never be seen here again!"
He grabbed the smaller one by the collar.
“Let go of me!” Snapped Karkarott.
"You may be stronger than you were then on earth, but I could still send you to the hereafter at any time, I have also become stronger - much stronger. And I would have no qualms about doing that."
"I said LET ME GO!"
Karkarott had had enough. He turned into an SSJ, grabbed Raditz's hand that held him on
Collar held and turned the older man's arm.
This screamed in pain.
Raditz also transformed himself to his highest level - the SSJ 2.
Karkarott had to look twice, with Raditz's long hair, which had now all turned gold, he looked more like a triple SSJ, but his aura was too weak for that.
“And with that you want to send me to the afterlife?” It sounded contemptuously.
Raditz only looked at him more angrily.
"Hey! You killed me, you were killed - we're even! Let's forget the shit, okay?"
Karkarott wasn't exactly keen on a fight with such a weak opponent.
"You're just bluffing!"
In response, Karkarott transformed into the SSJ3.
Claps, hoots, whistles and calls of admiration came from the door. Lured by the energies of the two, the rest of the family stood in the doorway.
* The boy is ... amazing! * Bardock nearly burst with pride.
He had an idea who he would propose as Capitano ...
Raditz looked at him with a strangely transfigured expression. As a three-time SSJ, Karkarott was indistinguishable from Tales.
Raditz had suddenly felt inferior.
His father Bardock, the captain, was able to transform himself into SSJ 3, his two younger sons Tales and Karkarott, who also looked more than damn similar to their father, could too, only he, Raditz, even the oldest - he only managed SSJ 2, the average of
Elitesaiyajins. Average! That sounded so ... weak.
He didn't come after his father at all and was so different from the other male family members-
maybe it was reversed.
“So are we forgetting the past?” Karkarott held out a hand to his older brother.
Raditz stared for a while at the outstretched hand, then almost hesitantly grabbed it and squeezed it.
Both looked into each other's eyes.
Suddenly someone called from behind.
"Hey Kay! Fight me!"
Karkarott turned around.
"That's boring! You are not an opponent for me!"
"Oh yes?"
Tales exchanged a few words with his father. Suddenly they both grinned crookedly.
"Oh man!" Moaned Raditz, who suspected what was coming next.
* What is that going to be? *
When father and son lined up some distance away, Karkarott had a suspicion what that might be.
* Where did you get that from now?*
Both stretched their arms outward, then bent their legs, took a few steps inward in this position, which looked pretty strange if not to say laughable, then each raised one knee and turned it to the other.
Finally, they each stretched the outer leg and pretty much touched with each other
outstretched arms with index fingertips.
A light surrounded them and a flash of lightning flashed through the darkness.
"Are you good enough to fight me now?"
The result of the merger could easily have been confused with Bardock or Tales (separately, of course). Since both looked so similar, the relationship to Karkarott was still easily recognized.
When the battle-whispering Saiyan turned into SSJ 3, Raditz withdrew "discreetly"
back.
"Woe if you put the house in ashes again," Cauli said jokingly.
The fight could get more interesting.
Both Saiyajins concentrated briefly and attacked each other. Karkarott had to take it quickly.
Half a minute later, when he was on the ground, Tardock landed next to him.
"Well, enough already, weakling?"
Karkarott wiped a trickle of blood that was running out of his mouth with the sleeve of his leather jacket, which was already torn from the fight with Vegeta, and grinned widely.
"Don't grin like that, you have no chance anyway!"
Karkarott got up.
He grinned even wider and concentrated briefly. His tail twitched back and forth, his fighting strength increased and his fur grew.
Everyone looked at him a little perplexed.
“What is that?” Asked Cassy, emphasizing every single word.
"The SSJ 4"
The Saiyajin next to him tried hard not to look as astonished and perplexed as the others.
"Ok. Let's move on!"
K. was already racing towards Tardock and slamming his knee against his nose.Tardock stumbled back a few steps, caught himself and landed a couple of punches on Karkarott, who partially fended them off and returned them.
Now both let their energies run free. They attacked each other with enormous speed. The rest of the people present no longer saw them, only now and then when they stayed in the same place a little longer while fending off the blows and kicks.
Karkarott had fundamentally improved his technique. He kept moving as always, keeping his muscles warm.
Tardock just gave him a hard kick in the stomach area, because they were in the air, Karkarott flew towards the ground. In the last moment before serving, he did 2 somersaults, then pushed off the floor with one hand and landed in a large, elegant one
Jump back on your feet.
Immediately he shot off the greatest Kame-Hame-Ha that he could manage in such a short time.
Tardock got it full, fell and lay there.
Karkarott took a few steps towards him. His opponent slowly got to his feet.
As he stood, Karkarott fired a ball of energy at him.
At the last second, father and son parted and dodged in different directions.
“Out of breath already?” Karkarott grinned.
"Kay, I need to talk to you. Come with me!"
Karkarott followed his father into the house.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
A small Saiyan jet left the planet's atmosphere.
Shaking a little, he flew through the infinite space that surrounded him.
"No, you have to keep the steering straight and calm, Vegeta"
"I do," grumbled the Saiyajin prince.
The ship chugged slowly through the blackness.
* If Karkarott can do it, so can I! *
Bulma, seated in the co-pilot chair, looked at Vegeta, who was sitting rather tense behind the wheel.
"Relax a little, otherwise you will have muscle mass tomorrow."
"Shut up, woman! How do you change direction now?"
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Sorry that it took so long now, but we have had such great outdoor pool weather in the last few days ...
What I noticed while writing: I just can't describe fights, it comes across as flat.
Can you give me any tips?
I'm happy about clerks!
And thanks for the last clerks!
Chapter 15
Fighters or Pilot Vejita
"Oh, so you're showing yourself here? What about your people?"
Raditz glared at his brother.
"I don't know what you want here all of a sudden, but if I can give you some good advice: just get out of here and never be seen here again!"
He grabbed the smaller one by the collar.
“Let go of me!” Snapped Karkarott.
"You may be stronger than you were then on earth, but I could still send you to the hereafter at any time, I have also become stronger - much stronger. And I would have no qualms about doing that."
"I said LET ME GO!"
Karkarott had had enough. He turned into an SSJ, grabbed Raditz's hand that held him on
Collar held and turned the older man's arm.
This screamed in pain.
Raditz also transformed himself to his highest level - the SSJ 2.
Karkarott had to look twice, with Raditz's long hair, which had now all turned gold, he looked more like a triple SSJ, but his aura was too weak for that.
“And with that you want to send me to the afterlife?” It sounded contemptuously.
Raditz only looked at him more angrily.
"Hey! You killed me, you were killed - we're even! Let's forget the shit, okay?"
Karkarott wasn't exactly keen on a fight with such a weak opponent.
"You're just bluffing!"
In response, Karkarott transformed into the SSJ3.
Claps, hoots, whistles and calls of admiration came from the door. Lured by the energies of the two, the rest of the family stood in the doorway.
* The boy is ... amazing! * Bardock nearly burst with pride.
He had an idea who he would propose as Capitano ...
Raditz looked at him with a strangely transfigured expression. As a three-time SSJ, Karkarott was indistinguishable from Tales.
Raditz had suddenly felt inferior.
His father Bardock, the captain, was able to transform himself into SSJ 3, his two younger sons Tales and Karkarott, who also looked more than damn similar to their father, could too, only he, Raditz, even the oldest - he only managed SSJ 2, the average of
Elitesaiyajins. Average! That sounded so ... weak.
He didn't come after his father at all and was so different from the other male family members-
maybe it was reversed.
“So are we forgetting the past?” Karkarott held out a hand to his older brother.
Raditz stared for a while at the outstretched hand, then almost hesitantly grabbed it and squeezed it.
Both looked into each other's eyes.
Suddenly someone called from behind.
"Hey Kay! Fight me!"
Karkarott turned around.
"That's boring! You are not an opponent for me!"
"Oh yes?"
Tales exchanged a few words with his father. Suddenly they both grinned crookedly.
"Oh man!" Moaned Raditz, who suspected what was coming next.
* What is that going to be? *
When father and son lined up some distance away, Karkarott had a suspicion what that might be.
* Where did you get that from now?*
Both stretched their arms outward, then bent their legs, took a few steps inward in this position, which looked pretty strange if not to say laughable, then each raised one knee and turned it to the other.
Finally, they each stretched the outer leg and pretty much touched with each other
outstretched arms with index fingertips.
A light surrounded them and a flash of lightning flashed through the darkness.
"Are you good enough to fight me now?"
The result of the merger could easily have been confused with Bardock or Tales (separately, of course). Since both looked so similar, the relationship to Karkarott was still easily recognized.
When the battle-whispering Saiyan turned into SSJ 3, Raditz withdrew "discreetly"
back.
"Woe if you put the house in ashes again," Cauli said jokingly.
The fight could get more interesting.
Both Saiyajins concentrated briefly and attacked each other. Karkarott had to take it quickly.
Half a minute later, when he was on the ground, Tardock landed next to him.
"Well, enough already, weakling?"
Karkarott wiped a trickle of blood that was running out of his mouth with the sleeve of his leather jacket, which was already torn from the fight with Vegeta, and grinned widely.
"Don't grin like that, you have no chance anyway!"
Karkarott got up.
He grinned even wider and concentrated briefly. His tail twitched back and forth, his fighting strength increased and his fur grew.
Everyone looked at him a little perplexed.
“What is that?” Asked Cassy, emphasizing every single word.
"The SSJ 4"
The Saiyajin next to him tried hard not to look as astonished and perplexed as the others.
"Ok. Let's move on!"
K. was already racing towards Tardock and slamming his knee against his nose.Tardock stumbled back a few steps, caught himself and landed a couple of punches on Karkarott, who partially fended them off and returned them.
Now both let their energies run free. They attacked each other with enormous speed. The rest of the people present no longer saw them, only now and then when they stayed in the same place a little longer while fending off the blows and kicks.
Karkarott had fundamentally improved his technique. He kept moving as always, keeping his muscles warm.
Tardock just gave him a hard kick in the stomach area, because they were in the air, Karkarott flew towards the ground. In the last moment before serving, he did 2 somersaults, then pushed off the floor with one hand and landed in a large, elegant one
Jump back on your feet.
Immediately he shot off the greatest Kame-Hame-Ha that he could manage in such a short time.
Tardock got it full, fell and lay there.
Karkarott took a few steps towards him. His opponent slowly got to his feet.
As he stood, Karkarott fired a ball of energy at him.
At the last second, father and son parted and dodged in different directions.
“Out of breath already?” Karkarott grinned.
"Kay, I need to talk to you. Come with me!"
Karkarott followed his father into the house.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
A small Saiyan jet left the planet's atmosphere.
Shaking a little, he flew through the infinite space that surrounded him.
"No, you have to keep the steering straight and calm, Vegeta"
"I do," grumbled the Saiyajin prince.
The ship chugged slowly through the blackness.
* If Karkarott can do it, so can I! *
Bulma, seated in the co-pilot chair, looked at Vegeta, who was sitting rather tense behind the wheel.
"Relax a little, otherwise you will have muscle mass tomorrow."
"Shut up, woman! How do you change direction now?"
--------------------------------
Sorry that it took so long now, but we have had such great outdoor pool weather in the last few days ...
What I noticed while writing: I just can't describe fights, it comes across as flat.
Can you give me any tips?
I'm happy about clerks!
And thanks for the last clerks!