A/N: I felt like writing up a one-shot since I'm on break (yay!!), so I wrote this one. Basically, it's Broly's thoughts on his life after he loses in the first fight with Goku. Set before the second Broly movie.
Disclaimer: Broly isn't mine...but I wish he was!!!
Cold as the Heart
My body withstood so much pain over the years.
And I always heal completely from the wounds inflicted by others. Physically, anyway.
Yet my heart…it never healed from any of it. It throbs every time it beats, and that feeling…it hurts. It hurts a lot. I just hated it!!!
For some odd reason, as I was lying in the bottom of a mangled ship, trying not to sleep, all sorts of things from my life back on Planet Vegeta came to me in some form of a dream.
The first people whose faces I saw…was actually Kakarot's. And the prince ,Vegeta.
When I first saw them both, the Sayian prince and the low-class warrior, I couldn't remember who they were. What should I care? They don't concern me. I thought that was the case, but … something else suddenly came to me that day.
And I just as suddenly remembered them. Particularly the Sayian named Kakarot. Kakarot…
I remembered him perfectly. He had a power level of two, and his father was also a low-class warrior. But what I mostly remember…was his constant crying.
Every day of every hour was nothing but crying. How could anyone stand it?! I wanted him to DIE.
Then, not too long after I was born…I remember something ice cold going right through me. And something warm oozing onto my hand. Nothing much really rang any bells for me right after that. It surprised me that I not only survived it, I could remember everything about that day.
My mind then dozed off to my father. The bastard… He had me under his control since the 'King' first found out about my… abnormal strength. He wanted me dead, and apparently, so did my dad. I knew then that HE stabbed me, and that was MY blood I felt on my hand. I hated him for everything he did to me years later. He took control of my body, mind and heart…if I could call it that.
A particular episode ran through my mind. I was a soon- to- be young adult. I was asleep in my room one night, and I felt this…presence. Like someone was watching me. When I opened my eyes, my father was quickly trying to wrestle some kind of device on me. Instinctively I fought back, but the bastard was stronger that night. He got it on my forehead, and I felt so…mellow. It was like all my power had suddenly been drained from me in one night. Even now, a bit of that feeling still remains.
I saw bits and pieces of my fights with Kakarot, the prince and his family and friends. I had wanted to kill the prince because his father wanted me dead, but I couldn't quite figure out why I wanted Kakarot dead. I guess…in the end, I didn't really care. I just knew he had to die.
The rain that had fallen was starting to freeze over, but I was just too tired and weak to want to move. The rain itself felt strangely...nice. I lay there, watching all these stars glittering above me. I wasn't sure if it was me, but I felt…sadness growing inside of my heart. But for what?! I can't even understand my own feelings anymore.
It got colder and colder. Pretty soon, I couldn't keep up my energy any longer. "Kakarot….Kaka…rot" I whispered to the star-covered sky. I wanted him dead; I didn't care why.
"I can't…I'm finished…" I thought to myself. My eyes fell closed, and I just waited. Waited for my darkness to come and take me away from this world.
I wanted to make this fanfic a Broly/Goku kind of moment, but the plot I had wasn't working out...stupid plot... Then I was going to make this one a mutil-chap, but the same thing happened!
Leave reviews and comments, as always. And thanks for reading!!!
