14.09.02


An important message right at the start: today was the reiter pass test. and ... now guess ... I have ... PASSED !!!!!!!!!


that's so cool, really cool, I could hug you all !!!!


At the same time I thought in between that I wouldn`t make it anymore because I trotted to the obstacles - in between I already galloped - and because I forgot the easy seat !!


but it worked anyway.


and Bertie was so good, if I had screwed it up, it would have been entirely my fault!


it's such a beautiful day ... tralala ...


so that would be said! I deliberately withheld the part for so long because I wanted to tell you ... sorry ...


although I actually only write for Salia, who is my first and currently only reader ...


at least the only one who writes commis ...


so, but now it goes on:




9.


Maiju held her hands in front of her chest as if she were holding a ball and concentrated her ki in the space until a head-sized energy ball was created.

She took aim at her opponent and pushed the bullet away from her with all her might, cursing as Fir dodged and missed. But didn’t spend long trying to create a new kiball but attacked frontally, swerving around Fir,


turned and thundered her tail into his back. Fir was jerked forward and rolled over onto the grass.


He lay on his back, arms outstretched, panting and rather battered.


With an effort, he said, "I'm giving up!" emerged.


“Yes!” Maiju put his fist in the air. "At last!"


The rest of the command from Turnus, including himself, stared stupidly.


"I can not believe it!" mumbled Loé, startled. "She actually defeated him!"


"Where she lost a lot yesterday!" added Tarkran, no less puzzled.


Tiang could only nod.


Turnus pulled the strap and floated over to the winner: "That was good, Maiju! But not yet perfect.Am I right in assuming that you had your troubles like that? "


"Yes, unfortunately, captain!" she answered. "Fir is incredibly versatile and nobody can fool him when it comes to defense!"


“Very right!” Turnus landed next to the defeated defense artist: “Get up!”


And when he had sorted his bones and picked himself up, he said: "You are graduated, Fir! With the victory over you Maiju took over your rank and is now directly below me. I hope you understand that?"


Fir fell silent and nodded. In the three years since they had Maiju in their command, he had fought his way to second rank, which she had just overtaken him.


The little one had made herself: she had grown and no longer looked like the child she once was. From regular training and the many, not always easy missions, her combat strength had increased from ten thousand to almost fifty thousand.Maiju had learned new attacks and tricks that she mastered and used with absolute certainty. She had made it a cruel habit of killing heavy enemies with a bite in the neck. Fortunately for him, that didn't apply to her fellow soldiers.


She had fought him three times for his rank, twice he won, but the third time she was better. If she could hold out against Turnus now, she would have taken command of the command.


Turnus knew that exactly, but he asked: "What is it? Do you dare to go against me?"


Maiju shook her head. "I don't have a chance anyway!"


"Still, I want you to play me. I want to see what you can do firsthand."


“All right.” Maiju straightened and climbed up, Turnus followed her. A moment of hesitation as Maiju pondered how to start the fight. She chose an old but powerful trick.

Without warning she shot off, faking a punch, Turnus threw up his arms and she landed a direct hit with her paws in his stomach. When he put his arms down and held himself in front of his stomach, she hit again - this time really in the face. Turnus' utter astonishment she took advantage of to strike a few more times before she backed away from a counterattack, dived and shot a kiball at him from behind, which he was able to fend off. The counterattack came so quickly that she didn't even see it coming, and suddenly she was caught in a hail of bat, was defenseless, was beaten half-conscious. When she was already black in front of her eyes she received a huge blow on the back of the head, pain ran through her like a red-hot spear, so violent that she no longer felt her fall and the impact.




A hard slap brought her back to life. Maiju opened his eyes a crack and saw Turnus' face in front of her as though through a haze of fog.Her head pounded with devotion. She carefully grabbed the back of her head and wasn't particularly surprised to find a huge bump there.


"Well, how was your short visit to hell?" the captain mocked.


"Don't know, haven't seen anything. The devil probably wanted to save the lighting costs."


This remark caused great laughter.


"Maiju, you are really unique!" Tiang snorted. "To be able to crack jokes after such a head blow!"


Maiju grinned crookedly.


"I would say we break up for today!" Rotus changed the subject. "You can run away. But if you are smart, you can prepare yourself a little more for the mission tomorrow!"


His troops saluted: "Yes, Captain!" and disappeared as quickly as if they had teleported away.


"Look at it!" the captain smiled. "Suddenly you're in a terrible hurry!"


But then his face turned dark. Maiju had become dangerously strong ...



Maiju didn't train anymore today, she was too broken for that. She shook off Tiang and Loé, who absolutely had to make stupid jokes with her, and fled to her cabin. There she wrote in her diary and then threw herself in her hammock, fell asleep and only woke up briefly for dinner, then she retired and slept through the night.




She woke up when it was still dark - five o'clock. The mission started at half past seven. Maiju got ready in peace,


did stretching exercises and then went to breakfast earlier than usual.


It wasn't so unusual that she ran into Vegeta, Nappa and Raditz again in the dining room. Only now it was the Saiyajins' turn to avoid them as much as possible. It was no longer a secret that Maiju had beaten Fir, who was generally considered to be a very difficult opponent.


After the meal she stayed in the dining room, making lower standard soldiers nervous with her looks and waiting for the time to pass.As always when you were waiting for something, she did it in slow motion.


When the digital display on the clock above the door in the tree snake crawl had finally made it to seven twenty-five, Maiju made his way to the hangar.


Turnus was there, of course - the rest of the command didn't show up until five minutes later, during which Maiju fidgeted impatiently. They were in no hurry. Maiju, on the other hand, was tired of waiting. It made sense that she was the first to sit in her capsule and close the hatch.


The flight through space should take a month - the target planet was relatively far away. Maiju was glad that they had not been assigned a planet to which you had to fly for a year, which has not been unusual for the best commands for some time.


Sighing, she leaned back and switched on the artificial deep sleep function. With normal sleep, she would wake up again and again, with artificial deep sleep, the body functions were slowed down so much that she could easily sleep through half a year.The price was a body so stiff that it was difficult to move when you woke up.


Slowly the released sleep gas began to work, Maiju closed her eyes and she fell asleep.




A good month later she was woken up by the alarm beeping that indicated the imminent landing. Maiju stretched as best she could in the tight capsule, yawned and tried to wake up somewhat before the impact.


Out of habit, she got a first picture of the planet through the porthole. This was dominated by thick layers of clouds that blocked the view of the planet's surface, and two satellites that were large enough to have their own atmosphere. A huge, green glowing sun a few billion light-years away rounded off the picture.


The atmosphere and thus the clouds of the target planet came closer and closer and Maiju noticed how she was trembling with anticipation for the mission.


She was so used to the jolt when entering the atmosphere that she hardly notices it, not even the tremendous acceleration afterwards.

Now she could see the surface: mountainous, rugged and barren. Blue islands of plants only rarely flashed in sheltered areas.


On landing, the six space capsules made huge craters in the landscape. Maiju opened hers and climbed stiff-legged out. The first thing she noticed was the heat. The green sun burned down from the sky and the thick clouds could not prevent it, but on the contrary prevented the heat from escaping into space. Now it was clear to her why the planet was so poor in terms of vegetation.


Anyone who wanted to survive here had to be incredibly tough and tricky. Maiju saw a damn tough mission coming. That stimulated her ambition. "A good challenge every day" was the motto of most of Freezer's soldiers, and she was no exception.


A closer examination of the surrounding area only revealed what she had already determined: bare, dry, hostile to life.And so she was not particularly surprised by the fighting power that suddenly appeared on the window of her scouter: beings that were not at least ten thousand couldn't survive here. And whoever was watching her had a good half more.


The others had received the same message because they were all not looking inconspicuously in the same direction.


Maiju waved his hand to signal