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Fanfic: DB RS 19 THE OOZARU OR A SURVIVOR
Chapter: DB RS 19 THE OOZARU OR A SURVIVOR
DB RS 19
Chapter 19
The Oozaru or a survivor
* cough * So, here I am again!
Didn't think I'd be done with the part that soon, but here it is!
First of all, I have to thank you very much gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanz! 5 clerks for the last part! Wow! Keep it up * g *
But I don't want to gossip about you now, continue with the story:
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A huge black-brown monkey sat on one of the highest platforms of a larger mountain range, somewhere in a seemingly endless stone desert.
A few stars and the full moon lit up the landscape over which the
black darkness of night like a great velvet cloth.
A muffled roar cut through the silence and echoed across the desolate wasteland.
Two red eyes glowed in the darkness. They looked a long way off.
More precisely, they observed a swarm of huge, almost clumsily built spaceships that seemed to gather and then set off into space.
Karkarott, or rather the oozaru, was getting a little restless. Something was wrong.
He no longer felt any life energy, and these ships-he had never seen them before-must have had something to do with it. What kind of cargo ships arrived in the middle of the night and left the planet after 10 minutes?
He decided to visit his family. But since he couldn't feel an aura he had to run or fly there, which is not exactly easy as an oozaru.
Nevertheless, he decided on the harder one, he had finally broken off his training tour! A little wobbly and awkwardly, it slowly lifted off the cold platform and floated south.
He gave a very bizarre picture, the flying oozaru. In the meantime Karkarott had recharged himself to the Golden Oozaru, which had brought him a bit of airspeed, but was otherwise of little use.
He was still thinking about himself, his personality and his friends.Yes, all this thinking upset him madly, he just got stuck!
He had long since felt that his psychological development was complete.
He had changed completely, had become a little more intelligent and also more corrupt - but he realized that he could no longer judge himself at all. He could not have predicted what he would have answered in a particular situation or to a particular question.
Maybe so today - but tomorrow?
Sometimes his reactions were scary even to him, and he found himself wishing that everything was the way it was before. Even if he didn't want to admit that he'd rather be the naive idiot again - No, he was a proud Saiyan and would stay that way! Then he quickly suppressed the memories of the earth.
... a proud Saiyan ...
He had gotten really proud, too proud lately. He had seen Vegeta not being able to jump over his shadow because that damn pride had got in his way!But he could do what he wanted, fight as long as he wanted, it was no use.
What if he really turned into one of those brutal, ice-cold killers?
Sure, the Saiyajins weren't all as cruel and callous as he had previously thought, but even if they still behaved peacefully now, sooner or later they would invade other planets, wipe them out, that was just in their blood, it was innate ...
Why did they have the gift of transforming themselves into giant monkeys?
His mind was slowly wandering. Questions like 'Why am I here anyway? ',' What am I supposed to do here? ',' What is my fate? `went through his head.
He felt locked in by these questions to which he didn't know an answer, because of the slight panic that rose in him when he realized that he couldn't change anything psychologically - but really nothing at all. It was like being choked off, or rather
as if he were sitting in a tiny, gray, bare room, dimly lit, naked - from which someone was slowly pumping the oxygen.
Just in time he noticed that he almost flew past his father's house. When he stood in front of the door, he smelled the slight smell of burning, which he never in his normal
Would have perceived shape ... Then he went around the house and looked at the gaping hole in the wall.
* The cargo ships? *
He entered the house through the new entrance. The house was quiet, too quiet. Except for the burned part of the living room through which the beam that had torn the hole in the wall penetrated
there was nothing conspicuous or unusual to be found.
The oozaru sniffed at the bottom of the stairs because it was too big to go down the narrow stairs to the first floor.
Thereupon he examined the first floor again thoroughly. He couldn't find anything unusual!
Then he went outside, floated up to the first floor and pushed open one of the glass double balcony doors - there was no one on the first floor either.
* Where are they all the damned? *
This eerie feeling choked his throat a little. What the hell was going on here?
Then he decided to fly to the government building. He had to talk to Vegeta, even if Vegeta didn't want to see him.
* And what if there is nobody there either? *
Suppressing the thought, he optimistically flew towards the capital.
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In the cargo ships, the fainted slowly woke up again. There were 5 or 6 each
they have been squeezed into tight cages.
Vegeta was one of the first to wake up.
At first he didn't even understand where he was. Then slowly the memory came to him. These cyborgs had drugged and stunned him and his people. Why?
Then he noticed the mini syringe that was stuck in his right upper arm. When he raised his left arm to pull the thing out, however, he realized how weak he was. He felt completely exhausted and bruised. When he pulled on the syringe with the utmost effort, he received a tremendous electric shock.
He sank to his knees even more broken than before.
“Karkarott!” He shouted. Where was the guy? But probably also in one of the cages, where else?
Although anything was possible with the guy!
No Answer.
* Is he still sleeping? *
The little one was the strongest warrior here and -but he must have been sucked out like everyone else here.
*Holy shit! *
He had never felt so helpless before.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
The oozaru had meanwhile arrived in the capital. It was like flying through a ghost town. There was dead silence. Not even a breath of wind stirred.
Some houses also had holes in them, like his father's house.
* What did these assholes do here? *
Somehow the urge to hit something up came over him, but he controlled himself - just barely.
When he stood in front of the government building, he startled.
He had briefly felt an extremely faint aura.
As fast as he could Oozaru, he moved up the endless corridors.
* This is where it came from ... *
There! Then he felt it again, the person had to be in agony ...
But - that wasn't Saiyan energy ...
It's around the bend over there!
Is that maybe-?
"Bulma!"
A wall had collapsed at the intersection of three corridors, and he recognized one below
Person covered in blood and whimpering buried under the rubble.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah !!!!!!!!!!!! Stay away from me you monster!"
Cried the figure lying on the ground. She just couldn't anymore.
And if so, better get it quickly
Monsters been killed as slow here
to bleed to death like a pig.
"Vegeta ...!" She managed to get out. The Saiyan - or rather the Oozaru - would probably not have heard the words with his normal ears.
He tossed the big chunks aside as quickly as possible, took the petite person in his awkward big paws and ran towards the hospital.
He didn't even have a minute left. Bulma didn’t even fight back.
After a seemingly endless run, he found the room, rushed in and put it in the only intact rehabilitation machine. A few pushes of a button and it filled up
Container with liquid. He had put the breathing mask on her as quickly as possible.
Now he was damn happy about his technical tsufurru training.
Before that, he wouldn't have had a clue which buttons to press!
* Hopefully she'll make it through! *
While the machine was running, he looked at the rehab room. Except for this one machine, which now housed Bulma, all had been destroyed. Each one had to have one of these well-known holes.
Why was this one still intact?
Could it be that the Saiyans in the rest had been healed?
After that, were they 'kidnapped' by the strange cargo ships?
Why was this one machine still intact?Had no one in her been healed at the moment?
The buildings were intact except for these holes, devices were still in their places ...
Did the intruders only target the Saiyans? That would explain why Bulma was still lying under the rubble ... hopefully she could tell him something about this kidnapping. She was human, after all ... but the boys were half-saiyajins, had no monkey tails and were taken anyway. Then the beings should be able to feel Ki, or have developed devices for it ...
He no longer doubted that the Saiyajins had been abducted, against their will and by these strange cargo ships.
But how could anyone so quickly knock out the entire race of the strongest people in the universe? put? If they had been soooo strong to defeat everyone and even Vegeta, he should have felt an energy, even if those had suppressed their auras.
So they must have been turned off somehow in their sleep. Poison? Gas?
And why wasn't he taken away?
Chapter 19
The Oozaru or a survivor
* cough * So, here I am again!
Didn't think I'd be done with the part that soon, but here it is!
First of all, I have to thank you very much gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanz! 5 clerks for the last part! Wow! Keep it up * g *
But I don't want to gossip about you now, continue with the story:
-------------------------------------------------
A huge black-brown monkey sat on one of the highest platforms of a larger mountain range, somewhere in a seemingly endless stone desert.
A few stars and the full moon lit up the landscape over which the
black darkness of night like a great velvet cloth.
A muffled roar cut through the silence and echoed across the desolate wasteland.
Two red eyes glowed in the darkness. They looked a long way off.
More precisely, they observed a swarm of huge, almost clumsily built spaceships that seemed to gather and then set off into space.
Karkarott, or rather the oozaru, was getting a little restless. Something was wrong.
He no longer felt any life energy, and these ships-he had never seen them before-must have had something to do with it. What kind of cargo ships arrived in the middle of the night and left the planet after 10 minutes?
He decided to visit his family. But since he couldn't feel an aura he had to run or fly there, which is not exactly easy as an oozaru.
Nevertheless, he decided on the harder one, he had finally broken off his training tour! A little wobbly and awkwardly, it slowly lifted off the cold platform and floated south.
He gave a very bizarre picture, the flying oozaru. In the meantime Karkarott had recharged himself to the Golden Oozaru, which had brought him a bit of airspeed, but was otherwise of little use.
He was still thinking about himself, his personality and his friends.Yes, all this thinking upset him madly, he just got stuck!
He had long since felt that his psychological development was complete.
He had changed completely, had become a little more intelligent and also more corrupt - but he realized that he could no longer judge himself at all. He could not have predicted what he would have answered in a particular situation or to a particular question.
Maybe so today - but tomorrow?
Sometimes his reactions were scary even to him, and he found himself wishing that everything was the way it was before. Even if he didn't want to admit that he'd rather be the naive idiot again - No, he was a proud Saiyan and would stay that way! Then he quickly suppressed the memories of the earth.
... a proud Saiyan ...
He had gotten really proud, too proud lately. He had seen Vegeta not being able to jump over his shadow because that damn pride had got in his way!But he could do what he wanted, fight as long as he wanted, it was no use.
What if he really turned into one of those brutal, ice-cold killers?
Sure, the Saiyajins weren't all as cruel and callous as he had previously thought, but even if they still behaved peacefully now, sooner or later they would invade other planets, wipe them out, that was just in their blood, it was innate ...
Why did they have the gift of transforming themselves into giant monkeys?
His mind was slowly wandering. Questions like 'Why am I here anyway? ',' What am I supposed to do here? ',' What is my fate? `went through his head.
He felt locked in by these questions to which he didn't know an answer, because of the slight panic that rose in him when he realized that he couldn't change anything psychologically - but really nothing at all. It was like being choked off, or rather
as if he were sitting in a tiny, gray, bare room, dimly lit, naked - from which someone was slowly pumping the oxygen.
Just in time he noticed that he almost flew past his father's house. When he stood in front of the door, he smelled the slight smell of burning, which he never in his normal
Would have perceived shape ... Then he went around the house and looked at the gaping hole in the wall.
* The cargo ships? *
He entered the house through the new entrance. The house was quiet, too quiet. Except for the burned part of the living room through which the beam that had torn the hole in the wall penetrated
there was nothing conspicuous or unusual to be found.
The oozaru sniffed at the bottom of the stairs because it was too big to go down the narrow stairs to the first floor.
Thereupon he examined the first floor again thoroughly. He couldn't find anything unusual!
Then he went outside, floated up to the first floor and pushed open one of the glass double balcony doors - there was no one on the first floor either.
* Where are they all the damned? *
This eerie feeling choked his throat a little. What the hell was going on here?
Then he decided to fly to the government building. He had to talk to Vegeta, even if Vegeta didn't want to see him.
* And what if there is nobody there either? *
Suppressing the thought, he optimistically flew towards the capital.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
In the cargo ships, the fainted slowly woke up again. There were 5 or 6 each
they have been squeezed into tight cages.
Vegeta was one of the first to wake up.
At first he didn't even understand where he was. Then slowly the memory came to him. These cyborgs had drugged and stunned him and his people. Why?
Then he noticed the mini syringe that was stuck in his right upper arm. When he raised his left arm to pull the thing out, however, he realized how weak he was. He felt completely exhausted and bruised. When he pulled on the syringe with the utmost effort, he received a tremendous electric shock.
He sank to his knees even more broken than before.
“Karkarott!” He shouted. Where was the guy? But probably also in one of the cages, where else?
Although anything was possible with the guy!
No Answer.
* Is he still sleeping? *
The little one was the strongest warrior here and -but he must have been sucked out like everyone else here.
*Holy shit! *
He had never felt so helpless before.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
The oozaru had meanwhile arrived in the capital. It was like flying through a ghost town. There was dead silence. Not even a breath of wind stirred.
Some houses also had holes in them, like his father's house.
* What did these assholes do here? *
Somehow the urge to hit something up came over him, but he controlled himself - just barely.
When he stood in front of the government building, he startled.
He had briefly felt an extremely faint aura.
As fast as he could Oozaru, he moved up the endless corridors.
* This is where it came from ... *
There! Then he felt it again, the person had to be in agony ...
But - that wasn't Saiyan energy ...
It's around the bend over there!
Is that maybe-?
"Bulma!"
A wall had collapsed at the intersection of three corridors, and he recognized one below
Person covered in blood and whimpering buried under the rubble.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah !!!!!!!!!!!! Stay away from me you monster!"
Cried the figure lying on the ground. She just couldn't anymore.
And if so, better get it quickly
Monsters been killed as slow here
to bleed to death like a pig.
"Vegeta ...!" She managed to get out. The Saiyan - or rather the Oozaru - would probably not have heard the words with his normal ears.
He tossed the big chunks aside as quickly as possible, took the petite person in his awkward big paws and ran towards the hospital.
He didn't even have a minute left. Bulma didn’t even fight back.
After a seemingly endless run, he found the room, rushed in and put it in the only intact rehabilitation machine. A few pushes of a button and it filled up
Container with liquid. He had put the breathing mask on her as quickly as possible.
Now he was damn happy about his technical tsufurru training.
Before that, he wouldn't have had a clue which buttons to press!
* Hopefully she'll make it through! *
While the machine was running, he looked at the rehab room. Except for this one machine, which now housed Bulma, all had been destroyed. Each one had to have one of these well-known holes.
Why was this one still intact?
Could it be that the Saiyans in the rest had been healed?
After that, were they 'kidnapped' by the strange cargo ships?
Why was this one machine still intact?Had no one in her been healed at the moment?
The buildings were intact except for these holes, devices were still in their places ...
Did the intruders only target the Saiyans? That would explain why Bulma was still lying under the rubble ... hopefully she could tell him something about this kidnapping. She was human, after all ... but the boys were half-saiyajins, had no monkey tails and were taken anyway. Then the beings should be able to feel Ki, or have developed devices for it ...
He no longer doubted that the Saiyajins had been abducted, against their will and by these strange cargo ships.
But how could anyone so quickly knock out the entire race of the strongest people in the universe? put? If they had been soooo strong to defeat everyone and even Vegeta, he should have felt an energy, even if those had suppressed their auras.
So they must have been turned off somehow in their sleep. Poison? Gas?
And why wasn't he taken away?