Killer Intent

"A number of months passed within imprisonment for Zucchin... Oddly enough, the food that was given there was having a unnatural yet,welcoming effect to the saiyans. It made their physique flourish, gaining their genetic peak. One would say even their mind grew healthier after just a month of ingesting whatever their captors were giving each of them. Curiously after straining his body too much ( How typical of a saiyan, you may say... ) Zucchin got taken by the guards to the medical area , just at the corner of the arena for healing and monthly check-ups.

It was hard the first few times but including last time these aliens start coming on their own volition " whispered one of the native doctors while measuring and taking notes of his patient. br /"Can you see this? He grew yet again, in height AND weight, this time i hardly see any new muscle fibers, it must be his bone density, primarily at least." said his colleague in amazement to which he concluded shortly it was from their change of diet. " I think their body responds at an incredible rate to equilibrate diet."

"With some worry in his eyes the doctor who just finished taking samples and other things writing down notes on a piece of paper patted his friend on his shoulder, whispering " It doesn't matter, they'll die here anyway, i heard later today they are expected to entertain the crowd in the arena." Slowly waking up while the two were still chit-chatting, he read their notes and saw their measurement, they finally spotted his power being very high since he first got here "Damn" , he seethed " They caught me off guard!" he faked his unconscious state before they turned and dispatched the guards to take him back in his room.

Upon standing back up to inspect his healing burns, he praised himself for finally learning how to read their writing and language. " So it's finally time, huh? I wonder what they meant by "they"..." just as he was pondering about how unlikely the situation could become just a little bit more in his favor he remembered " So i grew a little after all... uuugghhh... 6.75 inches was it? My weight too 125 kg of pure muscle... Idiots just made me even tougher and my mind clearer."

"Broly whom he turned 1 year old, at a never seen before power level of 100.000 , slowly opened his eyes, the sun rays entering his tiny pupils. He gasped a bit at his little hands being bright with sun light. Tamatoe watched silently from a corner, having no hope that he will understand too soon of his power and purpose in the saiyan's plan of escaping this pile of shit they were in.

Broly, can you come here to eat with me?" he asked, as he always did since they got there but to no avail, until now. The little guy, now a more fledged looking baby saiyan, flew to him! "He-he-he!" what amusement he displayed, it was uncomfortable, and understanding so for someone who was ten times weaker as Broly ridiculously grew in power and size too each passing month. " This stuff really helped our nutritionally needs, didn't it Broly?" he said carefully so he wouldn't disturb him from his meal in any way. To his surprise, Broly threw a sharp look to his protector. " Something is coming, isn't it?" Tamatoe knew Broly picked a few tricks of his own , like sensing other people presence, his first guess was their ki, the bigger it was the quicker he picked on and warned about.

After what seemed like half a minute, a berserk looking guard came and spoke with demanding voice " You are to come with me, take the child with you. Now." gesturing with his hand to hurry.

instinctively Tamatoe asked while pretending to hold a sleeping Broly in his arms

"Chieftain's orders, you all have to come, he's holding a celebration in the arena for our gods." the guard chuckled " And your leader is the offering in a handicap match.

"The saiyan holding the baby looked impartial, but Broly felt his heart racing, their strongest and best suited to put their plan of escaping in motion will most likely die, this is simply unthinkable for their fates. Not one moment lasted and he already questioned the chieftain as soon as he could in front of all the greatest warriors gathered around him in a circle prepared to watch the fight in the arena down below. " I thought you were a respectful warrior's race, followed a code and all that. How's it fair to sentence someone to a fight he can't win? "

All the warriors glared at the saiyan, any of them ready to decapitate him for such insolence. " Now now my loyal subjects, calm down and let me answer his dilemma. " the men respectfully bowed and obeyed their chief command. " This is a offering to our Gods. Not a test. Not a duel. There is no greater honor than to die to please the Gods." he said while spreading his arms in a nonchalant manner.

"The situation couldn't strike Tamatoe more clearly than in that moment. He just had to do something, and soon. But as soon as the faintest ki remotely moved inside him, Broly gripped awfully tight around two of his fingers opening one of his eyes to meet his. " So be it. " he said turning back to his seat anxiously.

"Are those..?!" he gasped waving his hand secretly towards him before sitting down facing the group who were on their way to him.

"Sir.." They said in unison, seemingly unfazed but with evident bruises, training he hoped. " I see they brought all of us here, are they trying to mock us?" he said sneering.

" Are you on your top notch, special units? " Tamatoe ignored his claims for a second.

" We've been trying to blend for our survive, they caged us in a very large testing space. They tested our strength and endurance, as well as our wits." the grade A specialist answered irritated. " We tried to mask our power as much as possible half way through the time we spent there since we got here."

" I never thought i would be so happy to see one of my own blood again. I almost feel weak." the scientist laughed angrily. " It seems the situation is even better than i thought, you did got stronger, didn't you?" he glared them suspiciously.

" Oh..." they smirked looking temptingly at the guards. " You've got no idea, sir." scouting around for anyone who could hear them, he continued " We managed to grow exponentially.

" Give me a round percentage. " he paused lowering his voice. " 15 percent? " he said with hopeful eyes.

" Their nutritious shit-looking food helped too." he said winking at him. " I reckon our lowest is close to our leader, Zucchin, while I am at least 17.000, stronger than any saiyan that ever lived!" he claimed confidently.

" Hmph, you brutes never stop boasting do you? I hope to see that in practice as soon as we get the chance and make our escape while everyone is distracted. We must remind ourselves of our orders. .Survive! "

The battle hardened warriors wavered at his words, their loyalty known to lie first and foremost in their leader that was soon to be a hero and a martyr, if all went according to plan that is.

Beware! A hero emerges.

Three green skinned averaging from 5.10 and 6.3 feet in height and very well toned ogre looking individuals entered the arena with aggressive war painted bodies and faces. Roaring from the top of their lungs as the crowd cheered. " I hope they didn't improve too much since last time, i want the Gods to rejoice in our offering. " the chieftain said while sipping liquid from a bottle.

" BEGIN! " One by one the ogres powered up in a blink of an eye and just as soon were barely in striking distance, their coordination being something focused more than anything else in their movements. The smaller one was the first to strike, he must've been the quickest from the trio, his punch was a direct hit, deadly accurate.

To his doom, he came to realize... It was only a mirage of what once was there. Their movements so slow in the mountain's eyes he took the moment to take a deep breath as the image faded away and instead of it a massive bulk of beastly muscle clothesline-d him from the chest, surely Zucchin heard his enemy's bones crack as he drove him through the earth beneath them tens of feet ending his onslaught by slamming him from the head so hard a quarter of the arena turned in a hole.

" What is this? Some kind of a joke? HAH!" everyone but the chieftain genuinely felt sanity losing it's grip off the saiyan. " Now, where wa-" two powerful blows landed in that exact moment in his chest and abdomen from upside down, launching him hard in the ceiling that was re-designed for better protection and lifted up to 300 meters.. There was a moment of silence.

" Ah, yes." he continued wiping off little dust from his tattered upper clothes. " I see you can't wait for-" full speed on the ground near them " Your." got in what he called his invincible battle stance, proudly stretching his colossal arms to each of their sides " Undoing!" his aura flared broadly and strong, almost catching the light that was around him. His once white aura now a potent gray.

" You have no idea what you have done to yourself by killing one of us!" the biggest of them spoke.

" And why should i care, you weakling?" he then disappeared from everyone's eyes, the green warriors shaking from anticipation and probably fear.

" He can't get us by surprise anymore, we now know his true power, not to mention we outnumber him two to one, brother. " the middle one said.

" Yes, and now that he killed our weakest link, all his power has been equally transferred to us." tightening

their guards, back on back, desperately waiting for the chance to strike.

" Oh, so your powers divide between you once one of you got killed? " the saiyan stopped curiously wrapping his arms around his form. " Good. " with just one energy blast from his right palm, a large wave of gray ki expanded to the weaker creature, completely destroying him with no chance of retaliation leaving a deep scarred earth around the crude explosion that sent the last of the brothers flying into the side walls with a print of his form in it.

Occasionally white sparks erupting from thin air for a few seconds after the blast, he breathed again, disappointed " And that was just half of my power...huh."

Waving his hand at the native arena gladiator made things only worse. The once weak trio was dust, in it's place, it remained the oldest and strongest of them. Reunited with his brethren powers, restoring his injuries and filling him with so much ki his body started morphing violently into a three headed beast, undergoing a what seemed a total transformation, each of his head sporting one eye, and his body growing as much half past Zucchin's in size and height. Shouting from the top of his lungs his voice feeling like a demon shredding his own skin, his power escaping from his tormented caged body.

" Tell me his power didn't just surpassed our leader..." Tamatoe almost yelled in disbelief at the ogre's incredible display of power, the arena itself almost getting blown up just by powering up.

" Scout, report his power level." in that instant Broly eyed the somewhat small saiyan who concentrated to feel ki, giving an unnerving feeling to the specialist, his senses filled for a fraction of a moment with broly's impossible power.

" Woah.. His energy is now stabilized, for a second i thought i was going to get a heart attack." the scout expressed with mild exhaustion. " He is indeed above Zucchin's level by a large amount i should add. " before anyway could startle he calmed down their fears by reminding them what the specialist's commander said " Show us your true strength, Zucchin,sir!

Not long before everything settled and the viewers were stunned, Broly pretended he slept once again once he saw his power was not observed. " How long is Broly been sleeping, by the way? " one of the saiyan asked. " Is he not getting much sleep or is he not fed normally? "

" He's just fine... " little did he knew the brute specialist were not that stupid to know something was off especially since they went through mind straining tests for quite some months. They faked their attention back to the fight.

" Arrgghh...Ughh... " the monster finished his change, calming his ki within his enormous frame. His voice as a heavy thunder " Fresh... Meat... " both their bodies vanishing in a blinding speed taking hold of Zucchin's head and blasting him into the ground, the whole earth in the arena evaporating in a prompt ki blast from his beastly right hand on the saiyan. Only glowing violet light storming the interior, the explosion so powerful it dug deep all over the ground in the middle where the ogre smashed his prey. After the dust and potent ki smoke scattered, only the flying brute could be seen where once the earth should've been, a hundred meter hellhole remaining with no sight of our Hero.

The despair in his kin eyes was tangible, there was no hope to begin with. All of them barely holding themselves from wrecking havoc, going down with as many as they could in order to proclaim their leader's honor back. Meaningless acts, truly. Especially when Broly got tired of constantly being disturbed by the earth shakes. The little child who just turned 1 year old forced his way down on his feet, alarming his protectors. " BROLY! What are you doing!? You'll get their attention on us! " one whispered panicked

Paying no mind to their warnings, Broly swiftly found his way with a irritated face up to glare where the noise was coming from. He quickly recon the place, felt no power that could phase him. " I knew all the countless hours i tried to teach him everything i could were in vain! " just as soon as he said that, Broly smiled at one of the berserk guards who was giving him chilling glares since he woke up. " Bye. " he said quietly with a tired smile on his childish face. " What was that, you little alien? " the guard bowed down to hear him better, with a smirk on his ugly face.

Reaching his puny hand at the alien, a sickly green orb of ki unveiled from his fist, aggressively exploding on contact with the native's skin, destroying a large portion of the walls in their zone including several floors up and down. " WHAT THE F-" was all that Broly heard before getting snatched by a horrified Tamatoe going full speed behind the already engulfed blood raged saiyans.

Unleash your saiyan instinct!

Vigorously dispatching tens of guards in bloodied rage, the saiyans fought with pure rage, hysterically laughing with each victim that fell on their hands. It took all their strength and strategy to fight off every low or berserk guards that were swarming to their location, but after just one short minute they destroyed the majority of the immeasurable structure they were in.

The chieftain calmly flew over the confused ogre and struck a bargain with him. " If you help subdue those rampaging alien slaves, i promise your unconditioned freedom. " the colossal three headed giant just looked at him impatiently. " I...Ugh..can't care less..Of freedom. " he forced words come from his multiple heads " Meat, all I care. " he snickered demonically. " Fine, i promise you can take all the slaves you can wish for "

As the native guards were flying everywhere, dismembered or heavily injured, they suddenly saw themselves in the middle of the arena, they were drenched in their primal instincts so badly that they were not aware of their enemy true motive, to set them up against the brutal monster. As soon as they sighted him, he was already finishing charging a dark-red ball of light in front of his heads, feeding it with ki from his three mouths.

The ki being charged into this twisted attack so much that it formed dark electricity all around it, enveloping the ogre as well. " I can't help but feel like we can't deflect that,sir! " the scout yelled at his squad. " No, i don't think we can and i have a feeling the guards won't let us evade it either." another pointed out. " Oh for fuck sake, we are the only remaining warriors of our proud race! ' here! "

As our members recovered from their thirst of battle, the beast down below just finished and was aiming right at them, one could've seen the blood lust in his now faded pupils. " Whatever we are going to do, we have to do it. NOW! " Tamatoe heavily suggested, horrified by the attack that was closing up on them albeit slow, probably from the sheer mass it possessed.

" And you call yourselves members of our prideful race... " a thunderous crazed voice out of the blue intervened, "...you'll have to redeem yourself before you ever " Zucchin emerging completely buried in small cuts and smoke still coming from his minor burns in his palms, his face dead serious, covered in his own blood, gritted his teeth to the point of breaking them "...claim you are saiyan warriors! " with each word his eyes trembling with fury, his aura intimidating as ever ...not even to mention my super-elites! " and as soon as he finished, his feet barged into the ogre belly , sending him flying with the speed of sound towards his own attack, the explosion being almost nuclear, destroying the whole place and the beast with it, the saiyans moved just fast enough to combine their ki into a powerful barrier.

A whole minute passed before any movement could be seen. Fate had it so Broly , in fact , protected them with a sickly green orb. The little guy yawning after considering it was safe to put it off. There was simply nothing left from the massive building, only 2 escapees with demon-like features flying fast to the retreating Chieftain and his last few most powerful personal guards. Ill intent probably, most likely.

Zucchin mustering all his remaining strength to barely walk besides his now unconscious kin saw in what seemed like a memory shock due to the explosion that occurred how their barrier actually shattered and the explosion got through. What he didn't understood was how they got no burn marks or after effects of the explosion on their incredible surviving bodies. More importantly, why did he just feel a surge of potent energy right among them after the barrier failed. One of them had a secret.

To his surprise, he saw Broly standing there, casually waiting for them to wake up as if nothing happened. The fact that he felt no emotion within him or on his face made him uneasy but oddly extremely satisfied. The moment he came close enough to be heard, the power surge he felt a moment ago just flared up but no one appeared to be awake. Except for the boy. Who was now inspecting him with devious glares.

The mountain didn't flinched, his stubbornness to show no weakness no matter the consequences or situation always kicking in. He stared into his eyes while walking even more determined making Broly actually smile although he clearly felt completely intimidated by the fact that he is now sensing the most powerful energy source since he learned to. His power so high compared to the opponent that he just faced... He thought Frieza himself descended on the planet.

A new plan in the works.

Finally, Zucchin fell. The wounds and stamina loss combined exhausted even his raging fuel and with no ki left the giant saiyan himself crumbled to the ground. Broly sighed in what seemed like annoyance and dragged his body and the rest of them to a nearby still intact room that was close to being crushed by a very large portion of a once well-built arena wall.

While all that was happening, the chieftain and only two remaining members of his personal guard were being clutched in a even battle with the demons that were once prisoners. The chieftain himself was about even with the enormous demon while the other two guards used their unparalleled tactics to maintain an edge on the smaller one.

Until he drew his sword, that is. Even so, they proved too agile to give a decisive blow. He then decided to go to his true form, exploding abruptly with pink ki. Seizing the moment in a opportunistic move to hit both of them with full powered ki waves coming from his hands. The ki blasts directly hitting them pushing and then exploding on impact with the ground, extreme craters marked by the explosions formed leaving dark pink smoke all around.

" You never won against me, what makes you think you can win now, Bledhal?! " the chieftain turning to inspect how his guards were faring made him swallow his own words. " Shit." the unrestrained samurai punched him in the chest. While their prey gasped for air the monstrous demon let out a furious barrage of powerful strikes, leaving only trails of blood everywhere he send the native king flying off from, as he finally tried to regain his composure and hammer his opponent from the sky, the demon elbowed him hard in the head throwing him so far that they were in the upper atmosphere of the planet way above the clouds, reappearing just behind the unconscious Simbru, blowing his existence off of this world with a terrifying powerful red coming from the mouth.

The ki blast reaching as far impacting the earth back down, blowing the other two unconscious guards into oblivion. " Vozur, we still have the saiyans to deal with. "
" No Bledhal, they are not a threat to us and even so they don't care about us or this planet. " he said waving his hand at the satisfied hulkish demon.

"And how do you know this? How can you be so sure about that? " he sneered at his companion, impatiently waiting for an answer.

" I spied on them since they came here, their world is no more, and they probably wanted to land here to take care of that child that they carry with them, the one with mysterious hidden potential. "

" If that is true Vozur, how can we let that child live? "

" Don't tell me you're afraid of an alien newborn, Bledhal... " he mocked.

" Hmpf! Are you really implying such a thing? I am the only being in our demon realm that was powerful enough to break the limits and trespass between dimensions. "

" And accidentally take me here with you while i was supposed to eat my dinner in peace thousand of miles away from your initial location. " irritated clearly as he finished his sentence.

" Doesn't matter, we are here now. I only need to find a way to destroy these magical imbued constructions that retain me from using most of my power. And from what i recall, you were a prisoner for defying the king... "

Their argument interrupted by an angry Surkov's slash of ki that went right above their heads. " Oh not this guy again... " the smaller fiend frowned. " And it looks like he is accompanied by other village protectors too... " just as Surkov and the other hero class warriors moved to intercept the demons, Bledhal and Vozur vanished using their superior speed and hid to buy some time to plan things inside one of the damaged remaining rooms.

At just 20 meters or so away there were the half dead saiyans and the child. " Odd... It seems like that baby saiyan thinks he is protecting them. Ha ! " suddenly, Vozur came with the perfect solution, " Hey, why not we help them regain their strength so that they'll distract them for us? " they both quickly accepted the idea , there was not much time to think of something else anyway, given the circumstances. " And how do you plan on doing that with that chump " protecting " them? "
" Well, something tells me you won't like this... "

" Pssst! Little guy ! " Bledhal tried to get Broly's attention. After some tries he finally succeeded. " See those bugs in the sky? They are the enemy, They are trying to find us. " he looked in the sky cautiously and saw them very agitated , what that red poo-like monster was saying may or may not make too much sense to him, but he got what he meant. To their frustration and amusement in his little hands green orbs were being formed so they rushed quickly at him trying to stop him whispering they know a better way.

Broly felt no intimidation at the sight of them, and when one of them took out from their belt a purse with the same type of food they were been given in the prison his eyes lit up a bit. " You like this don't you? Here, take it and calm down! " Vozur tiredly hoped it worked. Luckily the saiyan child tummy was rumbling even though he just ate probably not more than one hour ago therefore he decided to eat it while he kept his eyes locked on them. They then carefully used their ki to reinvigorate everyone.

Broly got distracted by the colorful lights that escaped their hands while doing this ritual, completely healing each and one of them as fast as they could. They started from the least more powerful and up. Just as they were about to heal Zucchin, however, they both realized that every time they were about to finish it seemed like there was still more healing to do, as if their ki storage was constantly rising upon suddenly reaching their respective limit. Especially the last one before Zucchin,. not only he was more than a challenge to the mysterious samurai demon in his lower form, but now he was close to his true form.

" I don't think this is wise, the 7 of them are already too strong for us to fight. " Vozur said to himself. " Bledhal, you sure about this? "
" No, but i have a feeling if we don't do this now that the kid finished eating your snack we will get blown up anyway. " and with that, both of them started their healing process, it took longer than expected. So long , in fact, that the saiyans were silently awaken and scouting them and the natives in the sky that spotted them.

" Tamatoe, we need you too on this fight, after so many near death experiences it is impossible not to be strong enough to make a difference with these guys. "

" Fine, specialist. But what about Broly? And not to mention these two strange demons? " he waved pointing at them.

" We healed you, show some respect, insect. " the towering one demanded.

" There is no time for this, they are already upon us! " the scout announced. Zucchin slowly got up, his presence encouraging each saiyan, his very image now imbedded in their minds as the manifestation of the saiyan race. An unruly, wild and unrestrained embodiment of their warrior spirit. " Sir, what are your orders?! " the scientist asked him as he inspected his body with a mild shock on his face.

Surkov and some of the native charging their ki in a furious manner. " Zucchin, we need to act! " the saiyans and demons replicated the enemies actions, suffice to say their display was much more intimidating and impacted the earth with each second that went until they reached maximum ki efficiency. Zucchin looked at everyone's face truly discouraged by each moment that passed without a plan and with so many tens of enemies in front of them, it was really hard not to.

" Show some grit people, you are our last and finest warriors! And as long as i draw breath, .Prevail! " Clouds formed in the sky around him, his ki surging through him like wild fire, his arms and legs surrounded in electrical gray aura, thunders erupting from him, powerful distortions coming from his charged up power, every second he felt he reached his maximum was just a ruse, he felt unstoppable and to make matters worse for the Simbrus, this time, his aura exploded the moment he reached his peak, blowing off a massive crater in his wake. He started to reach heights the saiyans only dreamed of. And that only drove his sanity to the brink even more.

" This power is so preposterous that's making me wonder... If the legends about the super saiyan are actually true... " his signature crazed smile was breaking on him yet again.
" It's time for payback Surkov! " a big hole was all that was left where he stood just a fraction of a second ago, the same could be said about a few of the native warrior's chests.

Power Levels:

Broly 1 year old : - 75.000-100.000 ( and more depending on his mood )

Specialist squad member weakest - 13.500-16.000 ( zenkai boosts and secret tests while imprisonment )

Specialist squad member strongest -18.000-22.000 ( zenkai boosts and secret tests )

Tamatoe - 10.400-12.000 ( zenkai boosts )

Zucchin - 22.000-30.000 ( zenkai boosts and hard training )

Vozur - 19.000 1st form - 25.000 true form

Bledhal - 28.000 1st form and power restrained.

Simbru Guards from weakest to personal guards- 10.000-16.500

Ogre brothers - 8.000/10.000/12.000

Merged ogre brothers - 28.000

Simbru Chieftain - 26.000

Surkov - 22.000 ( trained hard after almost losing to Zucchin )

Other protective heroes like Surkov from different villages/clans - 18.000-21.000