Panic

A/N: This will be a dark fic (who knew) usually following the lines of DSD or Master and his Maid if you're familiar with that style except incorporating my favorite couple Broly/Bra as I haven't done a fic about these two in a long time.

It was a savage cry, garbled by incoherent screams that were caught up in throws of a raging animal's path. The entire ship she was on shook and rocked even in the depths of space. The forces being unleashed were tearing apart this massive space vessel. One might imagine they had entered an asteroid field, but that would've been wishful thinking.

"Where-! WHERE IS KAKAROT-!" The source of all this disturbance was not a man, because he was anything but. Overcoming death as many times as he had, reaching through the immaterium to be resurrected by fools who thought they had summoned a savior only to realize that this was a manifestation of the devil himself. The Legendary Super-Saiyan, Broly had come back again except far more powerful as even dead he saw the way that his foes had ascended, their ability to achieve the idea of a super-saiyan god. It sickened him and drove his drove him further down into madness. He had been a pustulant sore waiting to burst, the pressure of so much failings, so much hatred and anger he could not bear it.

Through that trigger Broly tapped into the blood that had made him the Legendary, except now he was even greater. He was a Legendary God! His hair was a pale blue, flowing down his back around his waist. His eyebrows matching his pale blue hair from his transformation as power untapped was flowing through him. 'Kakarot… Kakarot! KAKAROT-!' His mind screamed at him, as he just beat everything in his path. One hand smashing a squishy weakling into the floor as if they were paste. Blood splattered everywhere, not that he wasn't already covered in blood and gore but the spray. The satisfaction of seeing others dying that they might suffer like he had suffered. It tuned out the demons inside of him for a moment, where for that fraction of a second he could not have that biting taste of disgust inside of him. It was fleeting and he merely struck out more and more, trying to kill each one in front of him, the more that died and the more than screamed only broadened his grin.

He ripped apart one of the 'security' doors with his hand that pushed through the reinforced metal as if it were nothing but paper, though it sure sounded like a wreck when he chucked it out of his way. There his eyes spied a mess of sniveling, whiny, pathetic, weak, and disgusting group of lower lifeforms. "Kakarot… Kakarottt-!" His voice growled reverberating in a thick rattling growl, where was he? Where was the shining hero! Why didn't he come and fight him! "KAKAROT-!" His voice causing the masses to scream and cry. Thrusting his hand forward Broly unleashed a barrage of ki attacks blasting them all to pieces in moments until it all stopped, the screaming died to nothing but blissful silence.

"Kakarot…" He snarled turning on his heels and slowly made his way out and towards the next place where he could smell living things to slaughter.

He didn't even turn around as he heard the loading of more pathetic firearms. Clearly this race never developed a single backbone or even the capability to fight. Their hurried screams and panic rang in his mind as if they were all around him, panting in his ears. Their voices grating his brain, making him… he staggered as if the sounds were like nails on a chalkboard. Broly couldn't stand it, it was making his breathing go ragged.

Firing wildly the men on board used whatever weapons they could find, rifles, pistols, molotov cocktails, even a small improvised bomb. They threw everything they had at this monster. This wasn't supposed to be some kind of space exploration mission where they were ready to encounter monsters and superhumans.

They had small arms, riot gear, and whatever what as at hand. About ten men, who weren't trained or even apart of the crew who were supposed to handle these situations. They had perished an hour ago, they were just the brave or the suicidal.

"Give me another!" A man shouted as his last mag clattered empty from his AR-30. Shell casings were spilling all over the floor.

"Last one."

Catching it he loaded back up and continued putting rounds down at the large behemoth who staggered at the end of the hallway. Several other men threw alcohol bottles with rags set on fire, the liquid contents splashing all over before quickly igniting in a burst of fire.

It wasn't until the corridor was filling with smoke did they finally stop. Some coughing others kicking the floor which was full of shell casings. The skittering and clacking of spent brass was enough to leave not an inch uncovered.

"Alright… We gotta pull back, hopefully someone can seal this place off before we burn."

"Kakarot…" Every pair of eyes turned towards the voice as a barrier of green surrounded him, the flames not even touching his skin as the fire just rolled all around him. The snapping and popping of fire as he took a step forwards. "Kakarot…"

The first one broke for the emergency exit, then a second, and the third. There was no unity in this group of strangers, only seeking to be the first one out, to escape. Stampeding, as fast as they could, pushing, shoving, screaming cursing as one man rounded into the sealed bulkhead and two others behind him.

"KAKAROT!" They heard, screaming and then the ground began to shake. One stopped as a man was hauled into the air as if he were nothing and then as if they were pulling apart paper his arms and legs were ripped clean off. The intensity of his cries rising to a fever pitch until the shock and trauma caused his body to shut down, he bled out before anyone could even say his name.

"Shut the door! SHUT THE DAMN DOOR!" One cried not caring there were others behind them.

One man looked through the bulkhead but didn't stop the panic as his hands locked the heavy metal red handle in place and attempted to pressure seal the exit. "They… They are still in there!"

"Who cares we have to run!"

He watched as they tried to open the door from the other side but the emergency lever prevented it from opening, they were helpless as the behemoth raised his hands into the air and began to smash them apart.

"Gods help us. Please save me and my family from this-!" A massive hand punched straight through the door and right through him. He didn't even feel pain as his body was then ripped through the hole. Death was instantaneous as once 'secure' bulkhead.

White eyes stared ahead, where was he? Why did he not come and fight him? Broly kept marching his way through the ship looking for the one saiyan. The one saiyan who was the bane of his entire life. His very existence fell upon defeating him! To silence that infernal crying, that crying that never ended!

[***]

The emergency lights had been flashing for over an hour. Everything on the ship had been shaken or thrown about by some massive force. People were trying to cram into the escape pods but they couldn't launch them. They were in dead space, there wasn't enough fuel or life support to sustain them to a nearby world. They had the ship going as fast as it could go, with the heavy holes from Kami knows what made reaching any significant gains impossible without ripping everyone inside too pieces if the ship broke apart.

There was only one person on this ship that could actually feel what was onboard and it truly terrified her. Though she kept her nerves under control from showing on her features she was still shaking terribly as the pressure and energy being released was beyond anything her father or even uncle Goku had shown her in her entire life. Heck she'd be willing to say Lord Beerus's power scared her even less than right now.

But she had her pride and did her best to not let it show, she was the daughter of Vegeta and Bulma Briefs. She was the prospect of one of the most powerful saiyans and brilliant women in the universe, she also had a rocking body to match but that was beside the point now.

Her martial arts training, or most of her ki usage had been fairly minimal at best. Her father having never pushed her too hard in becoming a fighter, not wanting her to be anything like him but more like her mother. Which she did, except right now she deeply wished that she had learned how to fight.

Trying to calm her friends down when she herself was just as scared was the hardest part. They were at least on the the top portion of the ship, they were as far away from the impact portion but it didn't mean that there weren't violent tremors rocking the ship to which everyone could feel. Imagining that at any moment they would be sucked out and into the cold vacuum of space. Death would be swift at least, it was why many had yet to depart on the escape pods out of fear, would you rather die in a brief flash of pain or from days of hunger and coldness in an escape pod?

Neither option was appealing… because they were all still young, all not ready for the choice.

Bra came over to comfort her friends though, she had to do something to soothe their worries. Placing a reassuring hand on Kathrine's thigh. "Hey, we'll be okay. My family designed these escape pods, I know we'll be good once we find a nearby planet."

"Th-the-the ship is breaking apart. What could be doing it?" She stammered her still remained a quivering mess.

"I know we'll be okay." She said doing her best to be delicate.

"We're going to die." Her voice was completely broken, accepting that this as her fate.

"Shut up, I hate hearing you whine!" It was Simon, who looked just as on edge as everyone else, sitting on the edge of the small cramped escaped pod.

Kathrine only broke down into tears further.

"Oh for fucks sake, can you please just stop it already!" Trevor another boy in the class who was chewing his nails till they were practically bleeding.

The teacher wasn't saying anything, Mrs. Lafoure had resorted to just rocking in place. Whatever sense of adult supervision was gone. The mother imagining never making it home, never seeing her husband and her children. The other kids here meant nothing to her as she just let herself slip into her own mind.

Another older gentleman just sat quietly as well his hands holding a picture of his wife not even making a sound as the entire ship shook again. The lights inside of the emergency area flickered turning the entire place red for a moment before returning to normal.

The other pods burst into more crying and people screaming that they be able to launch. But that wasn't their choice currently as the captain of the ship was overriding the launch process until he was certain that they would be within a safe range of a nearby world that was habitable and within a place to find rescue. Their broadcast for help had gone out but so far there had been no response, something he had relayed much to the dismay of those on the ship.

Coming over a communication line to speak only verbally to everyone, his calm demeanour was probably keeping most people's nerves together by threads. "We still have at least fifteen minutes until another world will be in range to launch. Our long range sensors are unable to verify the world so we ask that you remain in emergency positions until the signal is given."

Panicked whines and those who merely thought themselves doomed if they remained on this ship a moment longer cried out in anger. "Let us go! We'll die if we don't launch!" Their voices couldn't reach the captain he was still on the bridge trying to direct the crew to perform control efforts with those still manning their posts.

"All passengers and crew aboard the Cornelius I ask for your patience as we are unaware of what is currently-!" The communication line was locked open as the sound of rending metal and screaming came into the main cabin.

"SHOOT IT! FUCKING SHOO-AHHHHHH-!" The grated sounds of a man screaming as gunfire echoed as small pistols clicked and fired again and again.

"EVACUATE GET OUT OF HERE!" The captain's voice shouted frantically, as the sounds of gunfire echoed in the background along with more gut wrenching screams. "Open the damn door! Don't leave me in here!"

Heavy footsteps soon filled the loudspeaker system. "Gods! What are you?" More gunfire, the frantic gasping for air as someone was grabbed. "Let go of me! Monster Let g-AHHHH" The captain's voice turned into a blood curdling death scream.

The sound of wet meat slapped on the floor along with thick breathing, as if whatever was there was panting slowly until sneering. "Kakarot… Kakarot… Kakarot…" It repeated over and over as whatever it was slowly made its way from the captain's area leaving a lengthy trail of static as the communication line was not closed.

"We're going to die!" Kathrine screamed causing an entire chorus of people who began trying to force the escape pods to launch.

Bra was processing the words being repeated, had she only heard it once she might've not believed it. 'Why is it repeating Uncle Goku's saiyan name? Who still knows that?' She bit down on top the top of her lip as her mind processed this information but she was so caught up she simply watched from her eyes as people began to bash and break the emergency launch panels, and it was too late for her as she tried to warn them. "No don't! It won't launch and close the door it will just shoot you into space!"

An man didn't care or hear Bra's warning, just down the row of escape pods with a hammer in hand he bashed in the emergency override. The metal causing a short circuit in the circuit board and before Bra could scream. The airlock holding the pod in place snapped open and sucked people inside the pod and those waiting outside into the vacuum of space along with the depleting amounts of oxygen.

Her half saiyan strength allowed her to brace herself as the air sucked people out the hole. Their screams silenced instantly as they were ripped out.

Terrified screams of all kinds were echoing around her. She managed to keep her wit as she spotted the flashing shutter door override switch on the wall by the door. Aiming her hand forward Bra concentrated and let a flash of light pulse, "Please hit-!" She begged as a ball of ki shot out from her palm and smashed into the shutter switch. Heavy metal shutters slammed down cutting half of the emergency escape bay closed.

Bra's actions had saved several escape pods but as she saw the heavy shutters lock tightly to her side she realized she had just doomed everyone else who wasn't close to the airlock doors.

All the lights flashed and popped forcing the emergency red lighting to kick on as a result.

The entire place fell silent as only rapid panting and gasps for air quickly overtook the nearly forty survivors.

'This area has been locked down, please proceed to another location to evacuate.' A robotic voice spoke, along with a flashing neon illuminated exit sign appeared by the doorway.

"What do we do?"

"I aint going anywhere." "We have to run!" "What happened to the captain?" "I want to go home!" Other's prayed for a savior, some called for the mothers or fathers.

Some people made their way towards the exit intent on following the neon signs to another location, where others refused to leave, fearing that they might miss their chance to escape and their escape might be lost if they left.

Bra wasn't going to try and figure out if she could override them safely. Her knowledge about engineering, electronics, and computers was one thing if she was alone. But she had already caused who knows how many deaths by sealing them inside the airlock earlier.

"We have to go." Was all Bra said.

Trevor sneered from his seat. "Go? Where you fucking bitch? The captain is dead, we are all fucked. Going out there just means finding whatever is killing everyone!"

"No we have to get out of here, you saw how someone set off the airlock. We could be next!" The teacher Mrs. Lafoure said shakily making her way out of the pod.

"We're dead already. We really are going to die!" Kathrine wailed until she was kicked out of the pod.

Bra grabbed the other girl by the arms as she tried to struggle towards the pod, acting as if it was some measure of protection from what was around her. "Keep your fucking ass out of here or i'll kill you myself you whiny bitch i'm sick of you!"

"Kathy, come on we have to go." Bra's voice becoming more stern as she tried to get control of her classmate who was clearly losing her mind.

"No! I have to get out of here! I can't die I just can't die!"

Looking to the other adults who didn't want to help she did the only thing her father had showed her when trying to control someone. She gave the girl a quick slap across the face. "We don't have time, come on."

The frazzled teen just broke down crying but Bra held her up and carried her with them. She didn't look back at those who stayed behind in the escape pods. She couldn't force them to save themselves, waiting there was suicide. So, it was just the old man, her teacher, Katherine and several others who took their chances and made their way out of the emergency exits with her.

Bra however, was bringing up the rear of the group believing that her saiyan senses might aid her better as she could still see fairly well as well as hear. Though everything was silent save the shuffling of feet and the close whisperings and mutterings of those ahead of her she could hear something growling and mumbling over and over again coming from behind them.

'Thunk, Thunk, Thunk,' Like someone was smashing a sledgehammer into the floor. "Kakarot…" The monster or whatever it was was somewhere, how far she couldn't tell. But it was there.

"Simulated gravity failing, systems shutting down to support life support systems only, gravity disengaged."

Just like that Bra and the others lost their holdings on the ground.

"Don't panic!" The old man shouted, "we can move faster now, come on I can see the next escape hatch!"

Some sounds of elation were heard as people pulled themselves along, as they floated about. Bra pushing Katherine forwards as the girl tried her best to keep herself together.

Coming to another airlock some set about turning the heavy handles in order to unlock it. The pressurized system requiring some serious strength to override. As they spun it in a circle. "Bastard is tight-!" One hissed through grit teeth.

Bra made no effort to pry it open herself. Her eyes were fixed backwards looking the way they came. Her heart was beginning to beat faster and faster as the presence was slowly coming closer and closer to them, however he doubts as to whether that was realy happening or just her mind were quickly answered.

"KAKAROT! KAKAROTT!" It screamed, the voice echoing down the hall before a burst of terrified screams that were silenced just as fast. 'Everyone… who stayed behind…' She bit on her lip again as the energy behind them fluctuated and whipped about until and explosion rocked the ship.

Her eyes darted upwards as more people jumped in frantically opening up the airlock before scurrying inside. Still remaining behind Bra could hear it, deep thick pants were following her. A tug on her arm brought her back to her the situation and she pushed off the wall and upwards towards the airlock. The pressurized seal was reset as Bra found herself in another room with at least a hundred people crammed into a safety zone. This wasn't safe either and immediately went about trying to find the next path out of here, because it had to be following her or at least everyone she was with.

…

Broly stopped, his bulky frame finding it difficult in these cramped quarters as he often shoved the metal out of his way. But there was something… different… his nose could tell. It wasn't the same weak garbage that he had been turning into paste.

Someone was here, and they had blood. Real saiyan blood, "Kakarot?" But he shook his head at his own question, no he knew if it was Kakarot and this was not it. Snorting Broly passed through the recently torn apart meatbags that were hiding in pods. They reminded him of his father except crushing them inside the pod he ripped them out in pieces.

A chuckle escaped his lips as did his sick grin spill onto his face. Something fun was going to happen, and he just couldn't wait.

R&R

Kerghan