Shainingu Kadou: The Beginning

A flash of pain and a scream.

He groaned.

He laughed as they were extinguished from his vision.

It was hard to open his eyes.

He growled and snarled. One fighter refused to stay down.

He remembered now.

"Kamehameha!!"

He felt that it was too hard to open his eyes. The last hour had only been filled with groaning and moaning. Here was new scenery for him. No longer he stood at a battle-scared planet, no longer the planet filled with his favorite D's: Destruction, devastation and damnation. He was now here, a kind of place, which made his blood boil in sickness. It was a serene forest and only the things that were present were the happy chirps of birds and crickets singing their wish-washy songs.

He grunted angrily. 'Where the hell am I, where's-' then he stopped himself to growl again. He remembered now. He sadly remembered. He won, that damned leech won against him. The infernal fucker, he won against him. Him, the greatest warrior in the universe?! 'When I find that damned pesky weasel, I'll raze him off the planet and maybe uproot the planet with him too.' He smiled crookedly as he could imagine the annihilation he would bring when he saw his enemy. He shuddered in delight, what fun chaos was!

He checked around to his surroundings. He couldn't sense, smell or hear his enemy here, nor in the next town, nor on this planet. 'What's going on? He couldn't have escaped the planet so easily… unless, this isn't the planet I was on before and this could be a…' He snarled at that thought. 'It can't be a fucking, insipid alternative universe! Why could he just kill me?! I would rather die than be alive not knowing that Kakarot is alive or not!!'

Broly screamed out his mind.

His power surged greatly and razed a couple few trees but he didn't care. No, nothing mattered if he couldn't kill Kakarot and still be alive! Kakarot was his ultimate foe he wanted to severely hurt and then kill him slowly. He couldn't have pan-dimensioned to another universe, he couldn't.

If Broly was a death god, unable of mercy, Fate was his master, being the only thing making Broly stop. These evil sets of events were more evil than him. It just was not fair!!

Chapter 1: A God against Fate

The evil saiyan stared down at himself and growled. He snarled. This was not his body, not his proud, earned body. The body that was package with every ounce, inch and depth of power he poured through. This was not the pitch black hair or the spiky golden hair of a Super Saiyan, nay, a Legendary Super Saiyan…

Actually it was golden…

And it was spiky…

But it was falling to his shoulders; he had blue eyes now instead of his lovely black pools of promising destruction. It was now blue eyes that sparkled "Love". Broly almost chocked at the four-letter word.

He growled. 'Fate and that bastard of a God hates me. It's not my fault I am bent on destruction.' He cooed at the word "destruction". 'Ah, destruction.'

He frowned however even if he was reminded of one of his favorite words. 'This world obviously do not have Kakarot in it. How sad. However…' He looked as a deer leaped inside the forest, looking at Broly with something akin to love. Broly frowned more and a scowl was placed on his face. Soon enough, he opened his palm a let out a burst of energy out his hand. He smiled as the deer's scream pitched through his ears and soon enough, the deer was abolished off the mouth of this universe's planet.

He smiled and looked at his hand. "This body can still channel my power easily. While being scrawny and bony, I can easily channel my power." Just then, Fate worked its clutches on Broly's new body and he felt a pain cripple his hand. "Damn it, JUST DAMN IT!!"

He watched a flock of birds come to his vision. He frowned as he looked again at his hand. "Okay, so I can still channel my powers but still will get recoil from it? Sad, just when I thought I could finally make amends with Fate, it comes and spits in my face." He converted a scowl at the skies. "I hate you, you know that?" He pointed one more time, just for the skies to get it.

He sighed. 'Oh well, I guess I should train this pathetic body so recoil wouldn't happen. I wonder if my other abilities are still present.'

He started concentrated a little and wasn't surprised that he could summon his body in the air; he was flying. What confused and almost defeated him was he could not stay very much in the air for long. He fell to one knee and grunted and then tried again, this time concentrating harder and was a little happier to see that he floated freely in the air, much more than his first try but glowered in anger as he felt stress on his current body.

"Damn it, what else is this body lacking? I feel so… weak." He groaned at that thought. He was stronger than this, damn it.

Fate is so unkind.

"Now, for the biggest test." He gritted his teeth as soon as he gripped his hand. If this body was recoiling in pain because of simple things like channel his power and trying to fly, then he was prepared to roll in pain.

When he started transforming, it wasn't a simple task. Unlike before, he didn't know where he was. He felt his eyes blank and he saw black, but he still pushed through to summon this energy. He felt the power burst through his body, starting at his heart and he yelled. His vision came back quickly and his pupils came back, no longer blue. A burst of green entered his eyes and he felt his power surge. He smiled; he knew he was a Super Saiyan now.

And the Fate came again…

Broly screamed in pain, pain that he felt. He felt everything falter, from his feet to his hands and to his vision. For the first time in his life, Broly felt unconsciousness from his power.

Sasuke Sarutobi sighed with higher audio. It was just him to stay in his desk, and grunt like an animal. He was young, damn it. He was strong as the newly deceased Second Hokage and the First Hokage. He loved the village so much, almost as much as his wife but this place was giving him paperwork that stacked up to the ceilings.

Now when he was a child, he wanted nothing else but to be a Hokage just like his idol, the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju of the infamous Senju clan. He wanted to be like Senju, to be a ninja capable of using his power for good, to be able to protect the beautiful village of Konohagakure. And he was currently living the dream of his life.

The First and Second Hokages already named him as "successor" to the seat of power and the Second Hokage recently died in the First World War in history. Deemed as the Ninja World War now, he turned in his seat. His newly seat of power.

He was only a leader for this village for a week.

Even with this paperwork, this would not stop him from loving this village. He grinned at that thought.

He was soon brought out of his thoughts as he felt as he felt a signature spark modestly until it cultivated into a massive power plant. He jumped out of the chair and look outside the window. He looked shocked. A yellowish aura erupted from the North Forest of Konoha and grew larger in seconds. Sarutobi gasped as some of the Konoha North Forest's landscape uprooted and started flying as he looked down to his forest. He grunted as it grew.

"That's not regular chakra, regular chakra isn't so massive and visible." He sweatly heavily and felt his forehead becoming soaked. He swabbed the sweat off his temples and brow and sighed barrenly. "Is it… is it Youki (Demonic Energy)?"

Was it the infamous chakra that radiated off a demon? He only fancied one encounter with such of a possibility; demons weren't uncommon in the Ninja World. They would creep in darkness and sweep up any unknowing human, using any sly power under their claws and talons. However, this energy felt viler than a demon; it felt darker, intense and murderous enough to kick up genocides. "What power!" He narrowed his eyes and sighed. The 34-year-old man did not like how this was playing out.

Sarutobi threw his fingers out and snapped. Out jumped out the darkness came three ninjas.

The first one was taller than the rest of them, had white brazen and untangled hair that flew liberally and feral in the air, nothing could contain his hair. He had red streaks on his face, a narrow face that held no baby fat, leaner body full of muscles and black coals eyes.

The second one was the second tallest of the group. She was a woman who had blond locks that were wrapped in a ponytail. Her honeydew eyes held back strength, anybody who was going to oppose her. Her developed body, most men would notice these days, gave off that she was beautiful but also deadly. Her strength was just massive but of course, she did have roots from the Senju clan.

The last one was a pale man with black hair, long enough to fall to his lower back. His eyes were that of a serpentine and his smirk remind many of how a snake would smile. Out of the three, Sarutobi always favored this one, even though all three became exception warriors of the Leaf, well on their way to achieve glory and honor beyond any man or woman's dream.

"Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Orochimaru."

"Yes, sensei?" Tsunade asked.

"I know you three sensed that signature, ne?" When all three nodded, Sarutobi commenced again. "I need you three to scope it out. Nobody else is available and I wouldn't trust anyone else with this mission."

All three nodded, wordlessly and disappeared. He sighed. "I just hope that I don't turn into a chain smoker when I grow older because of stress and worry." He sighed as he took a cigarette, lightning it with a small Katon Technique and took a puff. He rubbed his temples. "Nicotine, do your job to calm me down."

A/N: Oh yes, this is the beginning story of Shainingu Kadou. Basically, it's a story of Broly in Minato Namikaze's body. Now, it strayed a little from the original storyline in S.K., I know but I feel it's more interesting writing about this than writing that Broly stayed on Earth for more than century to start up a clan with the right woman. I feel that it's interesting having Broly trapped in a seven-year old boy who's in a forest.

I got the idea to Virgil the Devil Slayer, formerly known as The Six Path To Pain and then formerly known as DarkKyuubi, so it goes credit to him and the story of The Resurrection Of Broly. Man, that fic is good, you gotta update. Well, anyway, here's a preview of the next chapter. Don't forget to review.

Next Chapter On Shining Vortex (Shainingu Kadou), The Beginning:

"Amazing…"

"Astounding…"

"Just… wow!"

Broly meets the three young ninjas known as "Jiraiya, Tsunade and Orochimaru". As the three takes him back to the village, which he notes as a ninja village, he learns that in order to sate his bloodlust, he has to become a ninja and the best thing is: He can do it legally!!

Next Chapter; Chapter 2: The Saiyan-Ninja Hybrid, Broly