Chapter: The Sayajin Who Fascinated Everyone (2)

- First full moon:
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It was now evening and Songoku and Songohan were sitting on a bench in front of Songohan's house. Songoku had closed his eyes and Songohan was watching his little boy, as he always called him. "Although he is still so small, he is already so strong! He would have killed me this morning!", Thought Songohan and looked at the full moon, which was big and clearly visible in the sky. Songoku, too, stared at the full moon after a while, and became an armed monkey. Songohan drove back in horror. "I didn't know," he thought, but he got no further. The armed monkey, who had once been Songoku, the dear little boy, turned to him. He raised his paw and hit Songohan. This was already dead before he hit the ground. The whole night Songoku raged and destroyed almost everything that he got between his paws. Then the moon set and a new day dawned. The armed monkey turned back and a little boy lay asleep on the green grass.<br />
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He should never remember what he did that night. Bardock, who had always watched over Songoku up to this point, had made sure of that. Now he had given up and become an unyielding Sayajin who, together with King Vegeta, destroyed numerous peoples.
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- Songoku's grief:
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It was noon and the little boy named Songoku was still on the floor and asleep. The birds chirped and the sun shone brightly from the sky. Songoku was snoring softly when he suddenly opened his eyes. His faint aura could now be felt again. Songoku slowly straightened up, always careful not to touch any of the bruises he still had from falling over the cliffs. "Where's grandfather?" He asked himself and now stood up completely. Confused, the little boy looked around. Why was he lying here on the floor? And why wasn't his grandfather here? Such and similar questions went through his head.He decided to go back to his grandfather's house. While he was walking, he looked curiously at the birds and other animals that were in the forest. "What kind of creatures are they? I've never seen such creatures before," he thought and couldn't avert his gaze from a squirrel that was just climbing the tree. Finally he got to the house and what he saw made him hold his breath. In front of the bench on which he and his grandfather had been sitting the evening before, there was a huge pool of blood and in the middle of it he saw his grandfather, who had apparently been attacked. "No Grandfather! Please don't," Songoku called and ran to Songohan. But it was already too late for this one. In the evening he died immediately after the armed monkey Songoku attacked him. But Songoku didn't know any of this and so he tried desperately to wake up his grandfather, which of course he couldn't. "He's dead!", Songoku thought sadly and decided to dig in Songohan and then run the house for him.<br />
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After burying Songohan, he looked around once more at the spot where his grandfather had been lying. "What is that?", He asked himself and saw a flashing orange ball on which 4 stars could be seen. (Brief objection from me: Songoku seems to be a little talented for his age of three, but I didn't know how else to do it! And of course he can't read and arithmetic yet, he'll only learn that from Mutenroshi! So sorry please me!) Curiously, he took it in his hand and looked at it from all sides. "It's beautiful! I will keep it! Maybe this will be a last present from my grandfather," he thought and took the ball into the house. There he put it on a small wooden table and looked at it for a while. After that he pushed one of the heavy chairs that was at least twice the size of himself next to the table with great difficulty and decided to sit there whenever he longed for someone.Then he sat down on the floor, breathing heavily, and looked around the kitchen. Of course he didn't know how to use the devices, but he had often seen his grandfather boiling a caught fish on the fire. And since his stomach was growling anyway, he decided to catch a fish.
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- A girl?
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Six years have passed and the cute-looking little Songoku has become a trained boy. Since he always had to catch his own food (Songoku only ate fish), he quickly became stronger than other boys his age. Today he was wearing a blue battle suit and was sitting in front of his dragon ball and watching him sadly. How much he would like to speak to another person again. But Songoku didn't know that there were other people besides himself and his late grandfather. Suddenly his stomach growled and of course Songoku was hungry. Then he would get something to eat.He quickly jumped from his chair and hopped outside in a good mood. "Hello squirrel!" He called to the named animal. In response, the squirrel whistled briefly and then disappeared into the forest. "Make a fire first," Songoku said loudly, and took one of the pieces of wood and tossed it in the air. Before this touched the ground again, he also jumped after and parted the parting with his bare hand. Satisfied, he nodded and lit the piece of wood, then skipped to the river. Once there, he pulled himself up and jumped into the ice-cold river water, waving his arms. He shook himself briefly. "Uha, is that cold again today," he shivered and went into hiding. After a short time he dived underwater and caught a large fish. He happily swam to the bank and let the sun dry himself off.
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About half an hour later he made his way home. He was just turning onto the Hupt path (he had called it that himself) when a large, unknown vehicle came towards him.He quickly hid his fish in the bushes and stood in the middle of the street. The car braked shortly before Songoku and out came an angry girl who did nothing but scold Songoku. But Songoku paid no more attention to them and devoted himself entirely to the car, and after a while he decided to scrap it. With a well-aimed kick, he let the car land right in the bushes. "Are you crazy?", Bulma screamed and came threateningly towards him. "I'm sorry," Songoku defended himself. "Why did you scrap my car? I didn't do anything to you", Bulma yelled and Songoku instinctively took a few steps back. "I thought it was something bad," said Songoku, trying to calm the angry Bulma. After a while he even succeeded. "And what's your name?" Asked Bulma and looked at the boy who was at least a meter shorter. "My name is Songoku! What's your name?" Asked Songoku. "Bulma! Tell me little, have you ever seen a bullet like this one?", asked Bulma and held out another dragon ball to Songoku. Songoku nodded in response. And where is he?" asked Bulma excitedly. "In the house! And what do you need it for?", Songoku answered with a question. "I'll explain that to you later! Take me to your home first," said Bulma and went a few steps ahead. "Wrong direction Bulma! You have to go that way", Songoku shouted and had already run ahead with the fish that he had meanwhile fetched from the bushes. When they finally got to the house, Bulma fell exhausted on the floor. "I'm quick and everyone. Do you always run that fast?", She asked Songoku who nodded eagerly. "And where are your parents?" Asked Bulma. "Don't have any! My grandfather died six years ago!", Songoku replied sadly. "You live here all by yourself?" Exclaimed Bulma, horrified. Songoku nodded again, but this time not quite as eagerly. "I'm sorry for you," Bulma said pityingly and put an arm around the little boy's shoulder.<br />
- Songoku agrees:
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Songoku stared at the floor for a while and then laughed again. "The ball you call Dragonball is in the house, by the way," he said and ran into the house. Bulma followed very closely. Suddenly he stopped and Bulma almost tripped over him. "Are you crazy?" She roared. "Grandpa!" Muttered Songoku. In fact, because the ball suddenly started to glow, he thought that it was his grandfather who wanted to contact him. He slowly approached the sphere. What did his grandfather want to tell him? As if spellbound, he stared at the glowing sphere. But before he could reach her, Bulma came before him and slowly closed her fingers around the large ball of the hand. "Stop that!", Songoku pulled her away from the ball with all his might. "But why? You promised me that I could have the ball!" Replied Bulma, looking at Songoku strangely. "That's right, but my grandfather," he said and looked sadly at the floor again."Oh, I understand! You mean that your grandfather was because the ball lit up," suggested Bulma. Songoku nodded. "I can explain this to you if you want," suggested Bulma. "Would you do that?" Was Songoku's answer. Bulma nodded and then began to tell:
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"What you see here, Songoku, is a dragon ball," she said, holding up the ball with the four stars. Songoku nodded eagerly and Bulma continued: "And when you have found 7 of these dragon balls, you can ask for something from the dragon that appears. In addition, the dragon ball did not light up because your grandfather wanted to tell you something, but because mine was in It is always like that, "concluded Bulma and smiled at the astonished Songoku. "And you want something from this dragon?", Songoku asked. "Yeah! I will wish for a friend! A real prince," enthused Bulma with shining eyes. "What is a friend?And what is a prince? ", Songoku asked curiously." You don't know? ", asked Bulma astonished." No, "Songoku shook his head." Then I'll explain that to you later! I would be much more interested in whether you would like to accompany me, "said Bulma, looking at Songoku appraisingly." Come with you? ", Songoku asked and Bulma nodded." Does that mean I have to leave here? "was Songoku's next question. Bulma nodded again." Of course you don't have to! But you haven't seen people in a long time and you're definitely lonely here, "assumed Bulma and hit the bull's eye." Okay, "agreed Songoku," I'll come with you "
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.. okay tomorrow it goes on ...