:-:Heir:-:
Just a little story I could not get out of my head. I realize I have two other epics to continue, but seeing as how I am in a bit of a writer's block, I hope this fanfic will allow for my creativeness to return to me once more. Please bear with me – I only have a gist of where this will go; for the most part, I am just taking my writing skills down Refresh Lane. In advance, I thank you, dear reader, for reading.
Disclaimer: I by no means own the characters from DBZ or Sailor Moon. These belong to their creators. I will not repeat this.
X-xPrologue...x-X
"He is your father. You must answer him."
He said nothing, controlling the anger that coursed through him. I reached out to lay a hand on his toned forearm. He stiffened, growling, but eventually calmed down. I was the only one capable of doing such a thing. The band on his forehead was nothing compared to my magick.
"Broly," I whispered my husband's name. "Please, you must understand why I speak of this."
His father had shown up that day. Paragus, his name was. He was tall, not as tall as Broly, but to my slight frame, he was a mountain. I had just finished setting up lunch – something my servants would have balked at – when the doorbell rung. I went for it, thinking Broly was playing games with me. I was disappointed.
Disappointed, but shocked. Broly had not mentioned his father much when we were courting and so I had much curiosity regarding the man. Dark skinned, with black hair, I was a bit intimidated. His left eye was closed with a scar. I briefly wondered where he had attained the injury before remembering my manners and offering him to come inside.
He was polite, but there was something in his eye. I could not place it, so I brushed it aside. He spoke to me after asking me for Broly's whereabouts.
"He's not home at the moment," I smiled. "He might be off training. I cannot tell you exactly when he will return. Broly likes to just wander off for a little while."
"I know. My son rarely liked the company of others. Which is why I must ask you now. Who are you to him?"
I blinked and replied happily, "I am his wife! His mate."
The look of surprise on his face was nondescript. How interesting, I mused. Was it really that much of a shock? I recalled my own family's reaction when I announced my engagement to him. Well, Broly was a little different, but I knew him. I knew the side that none other had ever or would see.
"His...his mate? I never thought Broly would...I found it impossible that he..."
"There is no need for words," I giggled. "I understand your surprise. My people were just as astonished, but Broly is the one I was destined for. And, if I may, I feel that I am the one Broly has been waiting for."
He remained quiet for a while, contemplating my words and the information I had given him. He finally sighed and gave me a small smile. "Then, you are my daughter."
"Yes, that is correct."
"I must leave now. I have other business to attend to. If you would be so kind as to relay a message to my son?"
"But of course."
"Tell him I wish to speak with him. I wish...to make amends. My right hand is bare. I only want his help in building a new future, a new destiny."
Broly had been furious. It took much of my magick to calm him down. For whatever reason, he loathed the idea that his father of all people had stopped by for a little 'visit'.
"Broly, he wishes to make amends. Surely you can see that?"
"You didn't tell him about...?"
"No, I'm afraid not. There was no time."
He seemed grateful to hear that. I tilted my head in wonder. "What happened between the two of you? What did he mean by having his right hand bare?"
"Nothing. Stay here."
"Huh? Broly, where-?"
"You want me to visit right? Keep low and safe. I'll try to be back soon."
I smiled, reaching up for a kiss. "Come back quickly. We'll be waiting."
He offered me one of his timid smiles and flew into the sky.
"Your son is here."
Paragus said nothing, simply dismissing the servant. He remained seated for a while before rising, smirk on his face as he placed a golden apparatus on his right hand.
"Now...now, will my goal be completed..."
'I cannot have any ties holding him down.'
Broly stood silent, eyes lifeless. Paragus stood in front of him, scowling, wounds littered on his body. It had been a short struggle, but Broly still held the power that so terrified Paragus. Now, Broly was under Paragus's control once more.
'And I will be able to rule the universe!'
I watched for signs of his return. It wasn't like him to spend a night away, not since we married. I grew worried as the hours passed. Where was he?
I almost dozed off when I heard the screams.
Jumping up with a start, I made to the small room just down the hall. Servants were around me, panicking and the floor suddenly began to shake. Violent flashes of lighting were roaring outside, the winds picking up speed and yanking out trees by their roots. I could almost hear the planet groan in pain. My heart accelerated. What was happening?
A new sound tore me away from the fascinating scenery the window offered me. I ran into the room, wobbling as the floor shook once more. Objects fell around me and I cried out as something hit my shoulder. Even so, I made it to my destination and was soon out of there.
"Broly!" I shouted. "Broly, where are you?"
"That's right, my son, kill them all!" Paragus laughed. Broly let out another yell, flinging down more ki balls to the planet below them. The planet was being annihilated.
"The palace, Broly, destroy the royal family!"
He complied, with one small blast erasing the existence of the palace and its family. Except for one other... Paragus turned his gaze to a certain part of the planet.
"How you managed to mate with the Princess of this Kingdom, I do now know, Broly," he muttered to himself. "But I cannot allow you any distractions. Broly! Destroy this planet and all the rest!"
"Broly!"
Where was he? I ran to the safe house, to where I had first met Broly, clutching the bundles to my chest. My long dress, customary of the royal family, was in my way and I spared a few seconds to cut it short. All around me, I could see sudden explosions causing death and agony.
'Where is the Royal Army? Where are the Guards?' I wondered frantically. Looking to the south, I received my answer. I stopped, paralyzed. Where once the magnificent peaks of a glorious palace rose into the sky, there was only smoke.
"No..."
I dropped to my knees. "Mother...Father...everyone!"
I couldn't help it. The tears rolled off my face, wetting the shaking ground. "Broly, where are you?!"
"Do it now, Broly!!"
Broly roared and flamed to life, his eyes turning white as an angry aura surrounded him. He smirked sadistically as he let loose the ball of ki in his hand.
Silence.
No sound reached his ears. His eyes were wide, horror struck. Where was the beautiful pearl where he had found her? Where was the center of the Silver Alliance?
Harsh and cold, laughter reached his ears. He turned wildly to see his father, Paragus, laughing like a maniac. The older man turned his eye to his son.
"It's gone, my son. You did a fine job of it. Now, you are free to once again roam space. You are in no need of a mate! What you are entitled to is power!"
Broly began to struggle within himself, his hands turning to fists. No...his mate...his home...the people! Had he really...killed them all?
Paragus let out another bark of laughter. "Come, Broly! It is time we claimed our revenge on the Saiyan throne! You and I will show the remaining heir just who we are!"
She was gone...Broly clenched his eyes shut. And not only that...not only that...but the small too...
'My heir!'
Broly let out a scream of rage. His eyes shone with murder as he locked in on Paragus. "You..."
"Broly, stop it," Paragus warned, lifting his right hand a little. Broly lunged to him and Paragus raised his arm as he flew backwards.
"My heir!" Broly yelled, ki balls appearing in both of his palms. He unleashed them unto his father. "My heir!"
"Broly, stop it!" Paragus cried out, beads of sweat appearing as he dodged the attacks. Broly completely lost it and let his rage take over, suddenly breaking out in a fit of maniac laughter.
This continued for moments more before the device on his forehead began to work. Slowly, steadily, Broly returned to his normal state. Paragus cautiously neared him.
"There, there, Broly. This is for the best."
Paragus growled angrily, looking to his son. Ever since Broly had laid eyes on Kakarot, his control had been slipping. 'I don't like this...'
The next day, Vegeta headed for the ship, intent on leaving. Paragus panicked. 'If he leaves now, everything will be for nothing! I have to convince him to stay. Comet Kumorie is almost here!'
"King Vegeta, please. We have found the Super Saiyan. We will have his position tomorrow at the latest."
The shorter man, Vegeta, growled in annoyance. It was then that Kakarot's, or Goku as he liked to be called now, voice drifted from the ship. Broly grew infuriated as Goku crushed the complex conspiracy that Paragus had so delicately planned.
The other 'guests' soon arrived, with Vegeta's son, Trunks, taking the mask off the planet and showing it as the dead rock it really was. Paragus smiled, letting the truth sink into Vegeta's mind – Broly was the Legendary Super Saiyan. While Paragus gloated, revealing his plan, Broly's ire continued to grow until finally, he snapped.
He walked forward, transforming in the middle. Vegeta launched an attack – a feeble kick that was barely felt. Paragus tried to take control, but the device often used to control Broly failed to work. Vegeta launched a ki ball, infuriated at Broly's lack of response... Paragus was thrown aside from the shock, Broly coming out without a scratch. He instead remembered the murder of his family and allowed the rage to take over, yelling out and letting his power grow. His maniac laughter soon filled the sky, which had turned black as nigh, lightning bolts striking down on his body. There was a moment of silence when he stopped and then he let out another splitting scream, the band on his forehead disintegrating in the face of his power.
Broly stood before them, strong and unstoppable. And he chose Goku for his first victim. Gohan, the young son of Goku, jumped in between Broly and Goku, mimicking a shield. The scene caused Broly anger. 'My heir! We could have been like that!'
He lunged. Goku moved swiftly, pushing his son away from Broly's attack. Broly only grew more infuriated and unleashed an attack to which the father and son dodged. Vegeta panicked, realizing just who Broly was. The duo was barely any match. Trunks soon jumped into the fray as Vegeta allowed Paragus to play mind games on him.
Broly continued on, free from his father's control. Gohan and Goku repeatedly dodged most of his attacks, Goku protecting his son. Hurt and guilt continued to consume Broly as he watched the actions taken by the two.
'That...that could have been my heir and I!'
He enjoyed watching the pair suffer. 'If I cannot have my bond with my heir, then no one can!'
"I will destroy this planet no matter what!" Broly announced in glee. Goku, Gohan and Trunks soon transformed into Super Saiyans but Broly had no qualms. He was by far the stronger player. And he would keep that position for much of the battle.
"Three-on-one will do you no good! Do you really think you can defeat me?!" Broly mocked. At that time, a pile of people crashed down. Broly watched and then grew tired of them, promptly destroying the planet nearby to see their faces and laughing, enjoying himself.
"He's...he's pure evil," Gohan muttered. Broly smiled at the statement, recalling what she had once said. 'What would you say to that, my dear?'
He began his assault. And then let his cause of anger be known. "Kakarot, how much do you love your son?"
'Are you sure you love him enough?'
Goku immediately ordered Gohan out of the battlefield, but that was not enough. As soon as Broly was done with Goku, he headed for Gohan and promptly knocked him out. Nothing could stop Broly – nothing at all!
'You took my only release! I'll take away your heir!'
The fight continued until a Namekian interfered. NO matter. He was rendered useless in a short amount of time.
He was winning. Despite Goku's attempts to continue, he was wearing down. Soon he would be dead. The son he could let live – but that was being merciful. Vegeta entered the fray later on, but Broly quickly took him out, slamming him against a mountain, in turn causing a massive crater.
"You're the Prince? You're just pathetic!"
His gaze turned again to Goku. Not only had the man made him be ridiculed the day they were born, but he had what Broly should have had. He beat Goku more before turning his attention to his father.
"What are you doing, Father?"
"Broly!" exclaimed the man in fear and surprise. "I-I'm...preparing the ship for our escape!"
"A ship build for one?" Broly took the sphere shaped ship and raised it, crushing it together. "How does it feel? To die? My mate trusted you – and you killed her! You...you killed my heir!"
"What? Broly! Stop! Agh, what twist of fate is this? To be crushed to death by your own son when he once saved your life?"
Broly growled and threw the crushed pile to the nearing comet. 'So long, daddy dearest.'
"Did he actually think a comet would kill me?" He let out a laugh and headed back to the battlefield where he had more fun with Goku. The Saiyan was just about to die, but suddenly, he came back. Broly furrowed his brow in annoyance.
"Why won't you die?!"
Unbeknown to Broly, Goku was taking energy from his friends. But it wasn't enough. Not yet. "Vegeta! Give me your power! Now!"
"Fine! Take it! But don't think this changes anything!" yelled the prince. That was enough. Goku managed to land one solid punch – and it hurt.
The scale shifted and soon Broly was struggling against Goku. Surprised and angered beyond a level imaginable, Broly made a mistake that allowed Goku to finally defeat him.
Broly watched as the comet neared him. Flashes of the period of time he had managed to spend apart from his father wove into his vision. She was smiling up at him, shy, nervous, but full of adoration. To hold her once more...
"Se...lenity..."
The beautiful Queen of the Lunaeryan Kingdom... His mate. Killed by his own attacks. He clenched his eyes in pain. He'd never see those amethyst eyes...never run his hands across those locks... Another pair of eyes, bright, innocent, surfaced.
He cried.
"My heir...my daughter..."
The brand new life, barely six months old...dead. She had not lived at all...
The comet struck.
"My Serenity..."
Is it worth the time to continue? I await responses. Yes, the pairing I listed in the summary will come to pass. For those of you who have read FF and W.U.S., I promise, as soon as I can, I will return to them. I need only to regain my ideas. Please, give me just a little more time.
Remember, we are all made of stars...
CosmosAngel1