Author's Note: Hi all, SuperSaiyanGodBroly here. For those reading this story, I'm sure you guessed it's about Broly, and his journey to reach Super Saiyan God. How will he do it? Who's gonna help him? Will it be the Z-Fighters? Will the Arcosian race somehow be relatives of the Saiyans, and therefore have Saiyan DNA making them eligible? Not likely. Will Broly find a set of Dragonballs and wish for the form? Who knows? Why am I asking you questions you don't have an answer to yet? Why do you care? Find out here, in our first installment of Devil Among Gods.

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Chapter 1 – Awake At Last

Cold. That's the one feeling he remembered more than any other. Extreme cold followed by blinding warmth, then, pitch black nothingness. Was he dead? He didn't know. It was warm now. Why was it getting warmer? He couldn't figure out why.

Then he heard a voice. "Father?" He asked out into the black void he was 'seeing'. There was no answer. If it truly was his father, why wouldn't the bastard answer him?! Then he yelled out, and as his own voice echoed back to his ears, he realized it was his own voice he heard, echoing in the black.

He grew weary of seeing nothing but darkness and wished that he could see something, anything, other than emptiness. That's when he noticed, it was hot. Unbearably hot. Hotter than it was the first time he experienced warmth. Is this what Hell felt like? If so, then surely he must be dead. Yes that was it. He was dead, and he had to accept those facts. He could remember now. He was beaten by Kakarot's two sons. He could've sworn he saw Kakarot there at the end as well with them. He had to accept that Kakarot's family simply beat him. Him, the monster who had killed billions of innocent lives, destroyed countless planets, laid waste to an entire galaxy. He was no monster.

No, he was a Devil.

A Devil that had achieved the Legendary form that appears once every thousand years. The ultimate, Legendary Saiyan. His power had no maximum. His power was maximum. He had faintly heard his opponents talk about the one insult to his power and sanity being dead, but his rage was too great for him to listen. He was too far into insanity to even speak. All he could say was "Kakarot. Kakarot!"

Kakarot.

Now, to be beaten by two brats and a ghost was just unacceptable. He would not and could not let Kakarot get the last laugh! That was his right! What right did that spiky-haired buffoon have to take what should naturally be his, the Devil that he was? He would not stand for this! He would escape Hell, and become stronger, the ultimate warrior in the universe, and utterly crush Kakarot and his sons in the palm of his massive hand.

Speaking of Hell, why is it so much hotter than before?! That's when it hit him, quite literally, as a matter of fact. He felt a massive impact and heard a sound that sounded suspiciously like something was shattering, then nothing.

When he finally became aware again, Broly finally opened his eyes for the first time in 14 years. And what he saw would make any sane Saiyan quake in fear. Broly, however, decided to play it smart. The shaggy-haired Saiyan jumped up off of some operating table of sorts, and then flew back to the corner of the room he was in, his red sash flowing in the opposite direction. Looking around, he saw it could be a room in a hospital of sorts, with all the medical equipment littered about, along with the white walls and tiled floor.

"Stay away from me, or I swear I'll kill you where you stand!" Broly shouted as he turned his attention back to the group of aliens standing across from him while readying an Eraser Cannon in his hand.

"Calm yourself," the alien said as he stepped forward from the group of them, 4 to be exact.

My God, it even sounds similar to him, Broly thought as he stared daggers at the alien.

"Again, calm yourself, my name is Icar, (pronounced ice-ar, but say it like a one syllable word) and I mean you no harm."

"You're lying!" Broly shouted again. "Anyone who looks like Frieza, sounds like Frieza, and even has the same facial expression as him, cannot mean well! And if that's not bad enough, there are 4 of you here! I thought I was in Hell, but no, this must be much worse!" Icar smiled and if Broly was anyone else, Icar's smile would've chilled him to the bone.

"Hell? Why no, my friend, you are not in Hell, though many have called this place that before. You are on our home planet, the home of the greatest race in the universe; Arcos."

Hello all again! I'd like to thank Roketto/Ryu no Ohi for inspiring me to start this story off on the good ol' homeworld of Frieza; Arcos, and for allowing me to use her theories on all things Arcosian. She really has some very interesting theories that I think should be accepted as general use in fanfics. If you want to check them out, just pm her, and tell her I sent you her way. Be sure to check out her amazing story about Frieza called Savior of Demons. I'd also like to thank npberryhill and the folks over there at Bringer of Death for inspiring me to start this story. You may see a few subtle (or not so much) references to their story. Thanks to Mattix Ultimate for editing this chapter and making it better than the first chapter of his own fic; Saiyan Vengeance. I'd also like to thank American Vigor and the folks at Honor Trip. They inspired a big part of this story, which you'll bear witness to later on. You can find all their stories in my favorites. I have no feasible idea on an update schedule for this story, so I'll see how it goes. I want to try every Sunday, but with the way life is, who knows if I can do that? We'll see.

So, who thinks Broly is gonna snap and start attacking every Arcosian he sees? *raises hand* Sike, that's not happening. At least, as of right now it won't be. Who knows? Maybe later on…. Ahh but that'd be much too predictable for my tastes ;) You'll have to see what happens next time!

Bonus points to whoever can figure out what word for "cold" Icar's name is a pun off of. And no, it's not ice. Also, the chapter length will increase dramatically as the story progresses and there is more to tell. Leave any questions or comments you may have in the reviews, and have a nice day. (: