Cost of Freedom
This is my new Broly story I've managed to crank out in the past few hours. It's a little short chapter one hopefully I'll build up some bigger ones. But here we are, Broly/Bra is the couple. Its off one of my earlier works I did seven years ago but it should be much greater quality and with a far better plot line. Well enough stalling R&R my Broly ideas don't come around to often. Oh yeah its going to be a chapter story this is by no means a one shot.
Bra felt herself being hauled up by the underarms by two soldiers her eyes didn't open, humiliated and unwilling to even give the joy to her captors of seeing the pain she had felt. There was no mercy for her anymore, ever since her mother and brother had been killed she had been left all alone. She didn't possess the complete technical savvy of her mother, she knew enough but not enough to save her from Cooler's wrath ever since Frieza had messed up with her mother. She had been taken away from her mother since she was six serving as nothing more than a common ship slave and courier but unfortunately she had also inherited her mother's looks a curse for any woman on any ship. She had been treated as every other woman that had ever lived on one of the Tsueri-sei's ships for the past three years.
Her father... Vegeta had failed in his quest to destroy Frieza, he simple wasn't strong enough to take him on. Valiant and full of pride even all his power was just enough to wound Frieza but not kill him and for that her family had been punished for it. All alone now, her body being dragged down the hallway as she watched the corridor round about them. Her head hanging dejectedly, the prison quarters in sight for her once again.
Her body was barely covered a tattered dirty rag of a cloth covered her chest and barely hung around her ass, however she had grown accustom to it, it was either that or complete nudity.
"I do hope you enjoy your company you little whore, its been specially arranged by Salsa for you." One of the two snickered as they reached the doorway with a soft hum the door slowly opened and Bra rolled inside her side as her eyes were enveloped by darkness. As the door slowly closed behind them her eyes caught sight of a form locked up against the wall. A trail of dried blood coating his face in streaks, his stomach having been burned or shocked fiercely, his black hair falling all around him as he seemed unconscious but as she looked at his forehead a golden ring with a bright purple jewel remained there. She put anymore of this from her mind and slowly on the floor she let the peace of exhaustion consume her and she slowly felt the cold embrace of darkness swallow her whole.
Though as she slumbered a shallow gleam of light from the doorway light shined across her face and up into the slumbering prisoner's face. With a shallow groan his eye opened up slowly as vision refocused once again for him it spied the shallow female before him. His mind registering his new guest before slowly he let his senses lapse... Its been such a long time since I have slept so good... his mind slowly shutting down again and he fell back into darkness the ever welcoming abyss of his own twisted torments and mind. He would not focus on it a moment longer, "freedom.... soo clooseee." He rasped aloud then everything went black.
"Come along little sayjin, you should no better now than to ever disappoint me." Cooler's mocking tone made him Growl as the massive chain and weights attached to each one of his limbs slowed him down. A mere weakling with the controller set on high, his power no better than that of any common solider. Mere sayjin muscle and grit was all that kept him moving. "Prepare to fire." He said as soldiers aimed their weapons at him. "Come now certainly you and all of your power can dodge this." Cooler mocked. Merely sliding into the ground unable to even budge, twin ten ton chain balls were strapped to him running down from his neck.
"Finish me... I refuse to play anymore games... You won't ever beat me so simply let death's embrace claim me." He muttered as he let his head fall he rested back on his knees as his arms were little more than extra weight he had no strength to move. "I am a true super sayjin... Death is only befitting me Cooler, I am above my own kind. If i am to die then let me be the last..." With no more strength left he collapsed into the ground his eyes straining to barely hold a gaze.
"That might be true you monkey but your not the last of your disgusting race. Since Frieza won't share the prince and his son I will have to amuse myself with you. Now get up." Cooler said as he reached down and grabbed Broly by the skull and lifted him into the air.
Broly only spat in his face as Cooler reacted as he wanted. Blown backwards into the ground as his weights carved a path as he skipped and bounced over the ground, he would give Cooler no enjoyment no satisfaction in defaming him. He was no fool, he wanted him to beg, to cry for mercy. No he refused to give anyone that he would give them his blood, sweat, and life. They would get no more satisfaction from him.
Coolers foot planted down upon his face his toes wrapping over his mouth as he began to choke him. "You truly wish do die is that it!?" Cooler roared, the tenacity this sayjin possessed. "It may take a century to break you sayjin but I will... I will listen to you beg for mercy, for your hallowed death's release at my feet. Only then will I let you die. As you grovel beneath my feet. Maybe then and only then will I grant you the peace of death." Pushing his foot off of his the sayjins face as he coughed and hacked for air.
"You and I will both be in hell before that day will ever come..." He rasped as he struggled to regain his breath as a swift punch landed across his face sending him deep into unconsciousness. His body became weightless as he crashed into the floor beneath him. His knee's hitting the cold steel as he was awakened by the harsh slap of reality in his face.
As his head slowly raised upwards he looked into his captors who only snickered at him. "Enjoy your playmate Broly, Salsa has high hopes for you and her." Their voices trailing off into laughter as they walked down the hallway their voices fading from his ears as he slowly got to his feet. His wrists chaffed and nearly mangled as blood began to run down to his palms. His eyes moving to a figure slumped off on the small slab they called a bed. He could see a shimmer of blue in her eyes, a glow of life in his little prison cell. "Don't look at me. I hate it when people stare." He grumbled watching the figure roll over to its other side. iGood at least she has some respect./i
Walking over to the half broken sink Broly fell to his knees barely holding himself up as he let the freezing water splash over his hands and run over the broken side and onto his face. The slowly steady stream washing away the blood from his face and limbs. He wasn't exactly sure how long he sat there, his consciousness and sense of time were about as in tune as a piano thrown out of fifth story window.
Though as he attempted to move and right himself his head snapped backwards as a garbled cry escaped through his lips, the controller ripping at his mind as he fell backwards, his limbs thrashing around as he attempted to try and breathe, a tortured cry passed as he swung his arms around trying to grab hold of something... anything... "My, my Broly you are exceptionally pathetic today aren't we." Salsa said as he walked in the room the main control device on his hand as he locked in at full 100% control over Broly's power. Disrupting his own ability to even control his own nerves let alone his super sayjin powers.
releasing his hand's tightness on the controller it relaxed and Broly remained flopped on his back his breathing erratic as his eyes spun, the light not focusing as he soon watched everything go white.
Bra watched with a cold far off look, having learned to push images and thoughts from her consciousness she attempted to block out the pathetic sight before her. Salsa walking up to the man who occupied her cell and planted his foot on top the man's wounded stomach and grind in. Relishing with his own twisted smile as he wracked pain out of the man which she sensed was barely capable of even remaining alive as she could feel his very ki flickering ever closer to that point of death.
"Now listen here you little monkey freak, I know its quite hard for you and your incompetent race to understand but I'll make it very very clear to you." Snapping his hand around Broly's jaw and with a harsh smack across his forehead brought his face up to his. "There's a little dilemma now that has Lord Cooler in a bind and far be it from me to let you know that it seems that you are actually going to help him." Slamming the man's head into the ground with a crack he fisted his hands in his hair. "Now listen good and listen well. Cause if you really Fuck this one up it'll be your balls that get the axe if you don't follow Lord Cooler's orders."
Salsa picked up the man's head again and made him look at her. "You see that disgusting little bitch over there?" He said grinning at her, Bra flinched on the inside she knew first hand what a freak Salsa was. He seemed to make it his delight to torture her in more ways than one and now he had plans for her again. "Well seeing how good you little monkey's were at your little jobs before your race got to big for themselves, they feel its time to breed some new sayjin warriors that will be strong enough that they won't have to waste their elites on. They can just fire you little monkeys at the planet with a full moon and let them get killed and make it so much easier to secure the empire with no effort. But seeing as how Freiza wants to prove to his father that he is superior he has attempted a very similar program but because Cooler is far smarter than that idiot we're going back to basics."
"Now what I want you to do is very simple..." He said as his voiced trailed off, his tongue licked his lips as he spied over Bra, a shudder running up her spine as she pushed down the memories. "I want you to screw this little bitch every night until Lord Cooler has his own small sayjin child breeding farm for monkeys." Bra could feel her own heart just sink down... this is my fate... to be used as some reproduction whore for them... Kami... why? "Now I know you probably think you deserve something a little better but I couldn't find a whore that was low enough for a monkey like you to have sex with... So I thought another monkey would be just as good, half-breed though she is she should be a sufficient in producing high quality sayjin children for our new army." His eyes turned back to the man in his hands as Bra just rolled over her eyes unable to shed tears, she shivered as her breath grew heavier, hiding her shame and her pathetic state from others was all she could do.
"Now be a good little monkey and do as your told. If you don't Cooler will just rip off what little manhood you carry around and do it genetically but I figure i'd save him the money and just let you monkey animals do what you've managed to figure out already." Salsa slammed the man's face back into the cold steel as he snickered at Bra's shuddering form. The door closed as Salsa left the room. Silence just filled the void as Bra laid there, was there any real point in her running or attempting anything. It truly didn't matter if she escaped she'd just be thrown into a more hellish condition, she knew that Salsa could do worse, but humility was his greatest game... and his favorite.
But the silence faded as straining grunts came from the middle of the room. Her face turned to see the man pushing himself up with whatever strength remained. Though she had no intention of being any willing participant she would have no problem beating down this guy half-dead as he was. Straining to barely even push himself up on one knee he faltered and slumped onto his forearms.
Bra just watched the spectacle before her, her mind slowly just settling back as she watched this man struggle to barely even get up. Do they really think they'll get this out of me? I may not be nearly as strong as my brother or my father but I can handle this weakling. "I do hope you don't plan on getting up and coming over here, I would seriously recommend against it." She spoke sternly as the man gave no heed. Still attempting to get a food under himself. "I won't let you touch me, if you even think of putting a hand on me I will break it." Her threat gained nothing as the man finally pushed himself up and onto his feet. Gasping for air she looked at his form, though a warrior he barely had any life left. He looked starved, in pain, and more than likely to collapse after a step. She could see only one eye was properly working as the other just remained shut.
With a step forwards the man moved towards her. His actual size becoming to actually raise Bra's eyes as he was much taller on his feet and far bigger as he got closer to her. With his breathing staggered and raspy he took another step closer towards her. Bra raised her head slightly off the concrete slab as the man was now only a step away his hands reaching down as if to grasp her but as she pulled back her hand he grabbed the stone and the bar above her and pulled himself on top of the slab his back facing her. "Go to sleep" Was all he muttered as his arms soon collapsed and he lay there panting his criss cross scarred back facing in front of her, as well as the massive trail of long black hair that was filled with spots of dried blood, her nose easily picking up more fresh blood. The metallic tang one she herself was too familiar with as her lumbering roommate wheezed attempting to even breathe properly.
Bra wasn't sure if she could sleep or not. She wasn't in any real danger yet, she assumed the man knew he could barely hold himself up, so attempting to force himself on a woman was clearly out of the question but as well she could see his wounds. Obviously he wasn't adverse to any sort of rough treatment, obviously he had angered Cooler personally to be set like this. Torture was his fate other than death that was sure claimed far more victims. Though stay as she was prepared to handle anything this man would throw at her. Slowly her eyes lowered and drowning out his pathetic gasps and groans of pain she fell asleep.
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Bra's eyes slowly opened as for once in a very long time she had a peaceful dreamless sleep, though as she gained focus she looked into another face that was asleep. Obviously he had shifted around finding more comfort with his arms not dangling off the slab they used as a bed.
Gently she climbed over her sleeping companion. She wasn't planning on starting something with this man if she didn't had too. She gently slipped herself over him as she was about half way over him she felt his eyes looking at her. Looking down one black eye was very aware of her. Awkwardly put one leg over his waist and her hand grabbing the railing above her she didn't quite have the best introduction. "I wasn't aware you were planning on fulfilling their goal." His tone very bland and tasteless.
Bra was in no mood for this, she didn't plan on starting anything but she wouldn't let that comment slide. Bra grabbed his shoulder and firmly planting her foot on the floor she surprised her roommate by hurling him off the slab and onto the ground with a crash. "I don't know or frankly care who you are but understand one thing, I would never help those sick bastards who put me in here have anything. Especially Cooler, I will warn you for your first and last time since were going to be here for awhile. Don't cross that doorway if you do I swear I'll do allot worse than just throw you." She sat back, much resembling her father with her arms crossed and coldly starring at her companion who only laughed.
Bra blinked slight as the man planted his arms and soon lunged for her. His massive hand grabbing her wrist and wrenched it behind her back as he swung her above his head his other hand grabbing her leg. Bra tried to wrench herself free but this man had apparently been playing possum the entire time as he tightened his grip and brought her down on his knee. Her lungs burst with oxygen as she wheezed trying to get fresh air as she slid off his knee and onto the floor. "What you thought you would just walk in here and think you had any sort of power in here besides me?" He said as he planted his foot on her neck, not beginning to crush her but enough pressure to assert himself. "I don't like acting like this, it doesn't make me feel exactly good about myself. All these fools in here believe I'm some passive weakling now. More so you as well, I am very capable of holding my own in here you little wench." He moved his foot off her neck as he then flipped her on his back. Lumbering atop her he moved overtop her his massive body quickly encompassing hers.
Bra felt his hands slam over her shoulders effectively pinning her below him as his hips moved back against her own. "Go ahead... I've got nothing else to loose there. I've taken much worse." She said starring back into her assailants eyes, easily able to see the reflection of her own blue eyes off his dark obsidian eyes.
Broly's eyebrow twitched as he looked down at this female, gazing into her eyes he felt something deeper in them. "What's the matter, go on do it I'm waiting!" She spat at him fiercely he could see the deep rage inside her, but above that surface he could see the pain. That strength to fight but as well that desire to perish, that desire to just let everything go and succumb to the eternity that was death.
Broly knew those feelings too well, a personal six year hell he had been enduring ever since his father screwed up and was captured. Ultimately bringing Broly into the sad state he was now. With a deep sigh Broly pulled away from her and sat against the wall resting his head back he closed his eyes. What am I going to do myself? I can't even rape a girl anymore, what have the kai's done to me now?
Bra watched as he got off of her, "What is this? Just do it already don't toy with me." She got up to her elbows and saw no movement out of him.
"I don't feel like it." Was all Broly said waving her off.
"What not good enough for you Mr. High and mighty?" She said getting on her feet and glaring him down. She didn't want to be forced upon but just sitting back and waiting was the worst, having to look over your shoulder and wonder when its going to be. She would rather he just be out front and do it and let her not worry.
"Little girl I have more than numerous times satisfied myself with young hapless girls like yourself, willing or not but its not in me anymore to do such things. I simply don't have any desire to. I've grown much softer without my sayjin nature able to be free." Broly looked at his hand slowly clenching it as he sighed. "Don't push me though girl, I may be trapped and under watch but my very sayjin nature I can easily accommodate you."
"How can you be a sayjin the only left were my family." Bra said sitting back down, she wasn't at all going to press him he obviously had no interest in raping her. "So how is it that your a sayjin and my father didn't know about you?"
Broly just let out a deep breath of regret. "As unlikely as it seems girl, I am the very pinnacle of our race. Before you I am the Legendary Super-Sayjin, Broly. Death incarnate and surpassed in power by no mortal. Though I would say in all my glory but as your presently aware by simply looking at me... I am quite pathetic." Broly only slammed his fist into the wall in frustration.
Bra only blinked at him, this man before her claimed to be the Legendary super-sayjin she could only shake her head and stifle her own laughter. "Oh my I must be so honored, unfortunately I would hardly believe that story. My father told me he was a true super-sayjin and that he alone could destroy Frieza and free us all from him..." Her voice trailed off as she knew her father had tried just that, her dad was so powerful she couldn't understand how he lost.
"True super-sayjin, girl you have no idea how strong I truly am. As well judging by the fact your not free, I can only assume your weak father failed to beat Frieza." Broly scoffed at her remark, he was the only one capable of destroying Kold and his family. He watched as the girl gave no answer to him. "Just who are you anyway, being that you claim your father was a sayjin and by your appearance you are a half-breed. But Who would break custom and taint the sayjin legacy?"
Bra glared at Broly her lip curling up at him. "My father was Prince Vegeta! I am his daughter Bra." Her response drawing out a heavy laugh from Broly. "What are you laughing at?" She snapped at him as Broly continued to laugh slowly dying his laughter as he held his side which seemed to be causing him pain as he laughed.
"Oh the high and mighty prince Vegeta failed and my luck as sent me to have his half-breed daughter before me." Broly mocked continuing to laugh as Bra growled at him. "Besides the idiocy of your name, your father's stupidity precedes him. Oh how rich fate is too me."
"Quit laughing about my father at least he had the decency to fight and die, look at you your locked up and you haven't even so much of raised a finger." Broly's laughter died down as his eyes narrowed glaring daggers at Bra.
"Listen to me girl, and listen well. Your father's father attempted to kill me and my own father three days after I was born. Afraid that I would rise up above them and become even stronger than the royal family and as a result I would assume control over the entire sayjin race as justly so being the true super-sayjin. However your grandfather sought it best to drive a dagger straight through my heart and nearly blow my father into oblivion before throwing me down a trash chute before I had even begun to live. However that very day I was left to rot, Frieza destroyed our home planet your grandfather and turned your own weak father into his puppet while I focused my inner power liberating myself and my father from the blast saving myself from an almost certain doom. I did all of this less than a week old, now please tell me how all the strengths and opportunities of your precious father did he get? I never did, now that my own foolish father enslaved me and my power and then to top it got himself caught and then they soon enslaved me, and for six years I have been rotting in this hell hole, so please explain to me how I'm in anyway the weak one here!?"
"If that weren't enough you were as well completely fooled by my pathetic display to not even realize that I was hardly in any danger. Though truly Salsa doesn't harm me when he brings that accursed controller into my face." Broly's hand reached up tapping the little device on his forehead and as he did a massive jolt ripped outwards stinging his hand. Grasping his one hand he grunted. "Blasted device..." He muttered as he laid down on his side.
"Now that I've told you my life story sit over there and shut up." With that Broly shut up, Bra who had sat there and listened to this little story of his didn't think there was anything worth arguing over now. He was in hell, she was in hell. Best not to aggravate either side when he was obviously no threat to her at the moment and she had no intentions of being one to him. The day dragged on like any other as neither so much as made a sound, Bra only looked at Broly as he laid on his side, her eyes carefully reading up and down his every feature. With nothing else but near darkness, cold steel, concrete, and a dripping faucet she really had nothing else to pass the time.
Broly who was adamantly doing his best to ignore the stares from the female also tried to block out her from his mind. Whatever this girl was she had something for her. Her appearance intrigued him, for a half-breed she certainly did not look it in the least, secondly she obviously showed no fear in front of him. Taking out his hatred for her bloodline she was at least worthy of being a half-breed, starring at him and not breaking down and begging for mercy like so many other women. She only accepted it and waited for the end, something he had learned how to do as well.
It doesn't matter though in a few days I will just end up giving in, I'm bored and certainly don't need Salsa removing whatever pride I have left. As Broly rolled over his eyes falling upon Bra seeing that she had gone back to sleep. Sleep well little girl while you can, I promise you these moments won't last... They never will.
R&R MajinBroli