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Fanfic: In der Welt der Sajayins 4

Chapter: In the world of the Sajayins 4

Didn't I say the next part would be better? Um ... Well ... Read and decide for yourself, but please don't be too hard on me, will you? * euchmitengelsaugenanschau *


Well enough of the many words. And on it goes!




I continued to feel my way along the wall. It was rough and cold and somehow felt like brick. I had to be careful where I stepped because the ground was uneven and bumpy. My stomach growled, I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. I went on anyway, there had to be an exit somewhere! "But they take a hell of a lot of time with their tasks!" I noticed annoyed. I wasn't afraid anymore, just hungry and I was terribly angry. "At first he scared me a hell of a lot because he said I would need a lot of luck to survive this and what happens now? Maybe that's their tactic! Sure, they want to bore you to death! I'm sure I'm running For an hour through a dark tunnel and nothing happened!"There was a light! I was walking faster and faster. Now I was in a colossal ballroom. In the middle of the room was a gigantic banquet table with tons of delicacies on it. There were only two chairs at this huge table. And it was Covered for two only. Know-it-all as I was, I leaned against the wall behind me and crossed my arms in front of my chest. "Oh, I'm hungry! I think I'll take some of the ham! "I said artificially." How stupid do they think I am? The food must be poisoned! "I muttered to myself. Minutes passed, but nothing happened." Well, maybe it isn't poisoned at all! Would be at least a possibility! Perhaps the Sajajins thought that I should strengthen myself first before I solve their tasks. And I have to admit, I'm already hungry! "I moved slowly towards the blackboard, always prepared for the possibility of suddenly being attacked from behind.But nothing happened. I carefully reached for a piece of ham. Just as I was about to bite into it, I suddenly heard a loud screeching! I looked around but couldn't see anyone. By chance, my eyes grazed the floor. A huge shadow could be seen there and it was moving towards me! I ducked reflexively. Then I looked up. My eyes widened suddenly. "A griffin!" I said in shock. (For all those who don't know what it is, a griffin is a mythical creature. It has feathers and actually looks like an eagle that has grown too big. Its claws are gigantic and also very powerful. It is usually the same or larger than portrayed a human being. In most of the films, humans have no chance against him and are killed by the griffin.) He missed me by just a few inches. I immediately dropped the piece of ham and crawled under the table. "I always thought that griffins didn't really exist!" I called in panic.The beast was still screeching. "Let it eat the stuff off the table! Please, it can have everything!" I thought to myself and hoped that he was fed up afterwards. But the griffin was more likely to like living food. Again and again the stupid creature tried to get under the table, or to throw him! I don't know who screamed the louder, the griffin or me. But suddenly he let go of the table. "Maybe he has lost his appetite?" it went through my head. Nothing happened for minutes, but then ... The griffin had landed on the table. It crunched under the weight of the griffin. I was afraid that he would collapse and bury me alive. The griffin began to hack the table. Panic fear spread through me and at the same time I hated myself for being so powerless. The gryphon was almost there, the hole was almost big enough, it would soon fit through. And then my last hour would have struck. I found myself wishing that he would kill me quickly and not let me suffer for long. "No!No, Nora! You mustn't give up now! "I said to myself." Think about the voices, they said something about: "Don't let fear and hate let your heart into!", So good! Think about Nora! Nora think! You've already seen x films that featured these crap beasts! "" Fire! "I suddenly shouted." But where can I get fire from now? "I looked around the room. I strainedly looked for a solution, or much more for a flame that I didn't have too much time. The hole was already so big that he could stick his neck through and snap at me. Wait a minute once there weren't any torches on the walls? The lighting had to come from somewhere! I stuck my head out from under the table to see more and actually, there were torches on the walls. "That's why the beast didn't attack me when I was standing against the wall, I was afraid of the fire! "I combined." How can I get to the wall quickly enough without the creature catching me?“I reached out to the table for a moment and grabbed the first thing I could get.“ Another ham! ”I said beaming with joy and had to pull myself together so that I didn't steal some of it.“ Well, that's all for my little friend ! "I took the silver plate on which the ham had been lying in one hand and the ham in the other. Then, with all the strength I still had, I threw the ham on the other side of the room, crawling under the table and hoped the griffin couldn't resist the flying ham. He was sitting at the ham, but when he saw me he flew towards me. I took the plate in my hand and threw it at the griffin like a discus. I turned around in a flash and ran as fast as I could towards one of the torches. I grabbed it, turned around again, closed my eyes and held them protectively in front of me. Nothing happened, I couldn't even hear a screeching anymore. That came Spanish before me and so I opened my eyes again.I couldn't believe what I saw. It was just incredible. The griffin had literally lost its head in its hunt for me. I must have cut off his head with the plate. In disbelief I looked at my hand with which I had thrown the plate and, truly, I had slight cuts on the palm of my hand. "Trust in yourself!" I mumbled. Suddenly the griffin disappeared, the table with food and chairs in front of my nose. They were just gone! They were just there and then they were gone. In their place a kind of dungeon or something like that appeared. So in medieval style. It was pretty dark, but thanks to the few torches that were attached to the walls, I could see some things. A large room opened up in front of me, the walls were made of stone. I picked up a torch and decided to look around. There was some straw on the floor and an acrid stench of rubbish in the air. I wrinkled my nose in disgust.Chains were attached to the walls, hand chains and anklets. Some shackles had thorns on the inside. Probably to torture the prisoner even more. (Why else!) I kept sneaking along the wall, I was slowly getting used to it. Suddenly I stumbled over something, but I was still able to hold on to something on the wall. First looked down to see what I had tripped over. I knelt down and let the torch go down slowly so that it gave me more light. “AAAAAAAAH!” I shrieked and fell on my bum with a jerk. My face shimmered slightly green, I had never seen anything like it and could have done without it now. I wrinkled my nose again. “A skull! Bloat!” I pulled myself up against the wall, still holding the torch in my hand. What was that? It felt kind of weird. Like a thin branch or something. I turned to the wall and lit myself.What was that in my hand? “Bläääääääh!” I quickly dropped the “branch” and took a few steps backwards, almost falling over my head again. "How disgusting! Uh! One finger! One finger bone! I can't stand that!" I took the torch in both hands and decided not to touch anything that I hadn't carefully examined beforehand. A light breeze brushed my face. But he got stronger and suddenly I heard him whistling around the corners. But that's not all, I not only heard the creepy whistling of the wind, no, the torch threatened to go out too. The wind had already blown out the torch on the walls (sounds stupid, but I didn't know another word. Please forgive! * Crawl on the floor *) I went to a corner of the room and tried to protect the flame with my body. Straw and other things brush my legs and were torn away mercilessly by the wind.I was disgusted, it was all just disgusting!






It's a little less than usual, but I didn't feel like writing that much. I hope you have forbearance with yours truly.

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