Damn, first story ever. Pretty nervous...No I'm just kiddin', I really wanna know what everyone thinks of this story, it's kinda been wandering through my thoughts lately and I just felt like writing it down.
IN ENGLISH.
Yup, pretty difficult, since it's not my mothertongue. So if there are some mistakes in the whole story, and if you find them really annoying:
I am sorry
Anyways, enjoy the story, whether you thinks it's good, or ridiculous, or bad.
Oh, just one more thing...every chapter is inspired by a song. They're not "I take you to the candy shop, I let u lick my lollipop (hate that song because of that sentence...really inspiring.)songs or bubblegum-songs. Some come from films (Loved the music from Gladiator, and LOTR, and The Last Samurai), some come from my mother's old cd's. Soooooo...
Inspired by: The Might of Rome by Hans Zimmer (actually only the beginning, the second part inspired me to write chapter 3, which in not ready yet)
It was like hell, if not worse. Yes, that was the best word to describe the place where he was now, hell. He's seen many things, battlefields, shattered worlds, bloody massacres, but it was never like this.
He looked at the world around him. There were bodies, mutilated, burned, lifeless, everywhere, lying in their own blood on the death ground. Limbs were shattered everywhere, weapons lay in the dirt. He could still hear the screams of the battle fought mere moments before, terrifying screams, screams in which the agony, fear and despair could be heard. Soldiers begged for their lives to be ended, so there would be an end to their pain.
The ground was broken, with fires burning down the bushes and grass of the battlefield. The air was full of ash. The rumble of thunder could be heard in the distance.
This was once a beautiful world, a peaceful world. Now there was nothing but darkness, emptiness, death. It would mend eventually, but the scars of the battle would be forever visible.
And there, on the death world, watching over the battlefield, stood the general of the Saiyans. He's lost many men, but the battle was over…and won. Tasshik would be under the dominion of the Saiyans, as ordered and expected, and the Tasshikians would be enslaved. Another world was added to the powerful empire of the Saiyans.
The general, fairly young but considerably experienced, was satisfied with the victory. Tasshik was known as unconquerable, having fierce worriers with brilliant fighting tactics, advanced weapons and an always cunning strategy. For nearly a decade, the Saiyans have tried to conquer it, but their attempts had always failed. Until now, that is, thanks to the young general.
His men, who survived the battle, gathered around him. Most could still stand by their own, but others had to be supported.
'My men'. The deep voice of the general resounded over the field. 'My companions. You are victorious.'
To that, the men yelled in unison, agreeing with their general.
'How your king Vegeta will be proud of you.' The general continued. 'As am I. After nearly a decade, YOU have defeated the last army of the mighty Tasshikians. You've expanded our empire and when you return to our planet Vegeta, the king and all Saiyans will award you with the honor you deserve."
"My man…" The general drew his sword and pointed it to the pitch-black sky
HONOR TO YOU ALL!".
A sea of swords were drawn and pointed to the sky. Again the men let out yells, harder than the ones before, but this time they also yelled a sentence and the sentence was repeated over and over again:
'LONG LIVE KING VEGETA, HONOR TO GENERAL GOHAN.'
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