So here's the first fic uploaded that's not used in a reaction hope its at least halfway decent.

Chapter 5: RWBY Super The legendary Super Saiyan Jaune 1


Parody: Dragon Ball Super: Broly Movie
Appearance: None


First Act. Part 1 The Tyrant, Prophesied Princess and Exiled Warrior

Through distorted vision dyed in a deep red a single orb was witnessed, the Planet of the universes most savage race, the Saiyans. The sound of thrusters ignited as the large space cruiser advanced towards it target all the while at its head a small jellyfish like Grimm gazed forth confirming it was indeed their target. The recently renamed Planet Jacques Formerly known as planet Schnee named after the proud warrior race, the Saiyan's king.

As the flag ship advanced a swarm of similarly designed vessels followed, Within the ships cockhead however a figure sat on a thrown of black and twisted metal. Her pale arm propped up to support her beautiful, yet terrifying face littered with black veins and alabaster white skin. A pale crown formed over her forehead a large violet dome at its center as two large black horns emerged from either side. Only a few strands of deathly white hair fell framing her face, nothing drew one's gaze more than her eyes no white but in place an endless black with eyes that shined the deepest red star. Her form could almost be called human if not from the obvious Grimm traits including her long serpentine like tail the moved with enough power to topple a building.

From her a darkness seeped parodying a soul, she was the Queen of the Grimm the deadliest race of the stars Salem. Beside her people of all races stood at her beck and call, from the equally excited and psychotic Tyrian of the Faunus race to the bulbus and grotesque miss Malachite of a harsher world and so many more like that of her elite force and the like.

However none where more important to her then the small lithe form of a child before her, for even now her eyes glowed a sickening amber as she smiled at the sight before her newly formed tail wagging back and forth in merciless glee. The fleet of ships broke through the atmosphere, below men and women donned in the warrior armor of their race looked up. Somewhere so in awe of the sight their tails stopped in place while others shook in terror.

Quickly the enemy forces emerged from the ships swarming around them ready to fight and protect their sinister queen to the bitter end yet by the arrogant smiles across their face the perceived threat of the Saiyans below was clearly little to none. Some vessels smashed into the buildings above yet came out unscathed a testament to their technological advantage.

finally though the ship reached its goals as it lifted up towards a cliff supported by a rather pompously designed pillar to reveal a palace clearly new built with just as much arrogance displayed. Within a man at his thrown clearly frustrated by the messenger before him at his news.

"Dammit."

"Um, s-sir." King Jacques shot the man a glare, despite not being as powerful as the previous king he was not so weak as to be no threat even without the aid of the royal families semblance.

"Speak."

"Wh-what should we do… Q-queen Salem is here." The man clicked his tongue.

"Isn't it obvious, we have no choice but to greet her, unless you fancy the idea of the Grimm swarming our world." Quickly Jacques made his way to the palaces entrance readying himself to greet his ruler, not far off a shocked Hazel looked up from in the palace of the scene of the ships descending nervous fear taking hold as he did.

Upon exiting his palace surrounded by several of his races most elite warriors the sly king looked before him to see the haunting visage of the south galaxies unofficial ruler Salem. She did not step forward but seemingly floated forth her legs unseen almost as if they weren't even there. However, for once it wasn't the sight of the nightmare inducing queen nor her powerful subordinates that grabbed the man's attention but the form just beside her.

Comfortably a small form sat in a levitating ovoid seat of sorts, with any other rider the visage would look almost comedic but inside the girl appeared anything but. The sole word that came to the cunning king was stunning as he looked to her, she was young clearly not even in her pre-teens yet from her an air of power and confidence seethed that could not be denied. Her young budding form stirred even the old Saiyan's heart with a beauty beyond her years.

For a moment he almost lost himself looking at her perfect face that scanned the scene before her indifferently before locking eyes with him and smiling. However, it was once his men lowered his head to the tyrant queen before them that sense returned to him and he looked towards Salem once more unaware of how the girl's gaze narrowed on him in the moment of weakness alongside the faintest chuckle. Salem regarded Jacques with a mirthful smile.

"It's been a while 'heh' 'King' Jacques." Jacque's ignored the condescension dripping from the Grimm Queen's lips at his title knowing she could kill him with a thought. Instead he shoved aside his pride and stretched out his hand smiling like that of seeing an old time friend spread across his face as he stretched out his hand to the tyrant.

"It may honor to have you here, our illustrious Queen Salem." The relationship had always been good, Jacques may have been a prideful vindictive man, but he knew better then to oppose the woman before him.

He'd happily lowered his head to her, offering up his first born daughter to the Grimm queen and many other's to gain her favor. In return for his heartless action and clear subservience the living menace helped put him on the throne as king killing any who'd dare to oppose the order. Before the Saiyans Salem happily played the part of comrades to the miserable Schnee wannabe but as she looked down at the man her smile became a note more genuine despite her hand never lifting to meet his own. Finally, she gestured to the child beside her who'd left her seat and stood no higher then Jacque's waist.

"Allow me to introduce you, this is the only child to survive the pools of destruction unlike your own daughter, this is my progeny Cinder." Salem's palm rested on the girl's shoulder almost lovingly, at least as close to it as one with a soul as black as hers could manage.

"Come Cinder meet the King of the Saiyans." Cinder looked up regarding Jacques however upon meeting his icy gaze the king saw not amber eyes glowing with curiosity or even arrogance but instead golden pools that smoldered with a merciless intent. On reflex the proud man found himself kneeling like a commoner, and without hesitation his subordinates soon followed.

"I-it's a pleasure to meet you, L-lady Cinder!" How laughable the sight most have appeared as the great King of Saiyans kneeled before a mere child, however to those there such illusions were not. The pressure the sublime child breathed spoke of death to any who'd oppose like a apex predator far above the measly simians before her. Cinder smiled pleased by their quick wittedness if nothing else she could say the monkeys learned fast, a breath taking smile spread across her face that would be enticing if not for the threat she posed.

"Oh, I assure you the pleasure is all mine, dear little king." Salem looked down to Jacques knowing the man must have been fuming at the disgrace but was none the less glad to see he picked up fast on his place and spoke.

"I'll spare us the pleasantries and get straight to the point my dear Jacques, now that my heir has been found I've decided I should retire for time and give her the reigns to my empire." She smirked amused when she saw the man flinch sure the disgrace of knowing he'd be subordinate to a child was insurmountable.

"Effective immediately, in turn my daughter will take command in other words from this point on Cinder will take charge of my army."

"Then… that would mean?" Salem nodded.

"Indeed, nothing's changed you will merely provide your services to my daughter instead… however I suppose a warning is only fair, you'll find that with my daughters youth comes a eagerness I've lacked for quite a few eons. Fear not though for she is as tactfully gifted and cunning as she is powerful and cold hearted." Looking to Jacques Cinder's eyes glowed as she gently struck aside the palm with her tail and advanced towards the old Saiyan a confidence in her step beyond her years. Her tail lifted parting the raven locks of hair peaking from her crown from view as she smiled almost gleefully down to him. Raising a finger to her lips almost flirtatiously she spoke.

"My, my so many monkeys, I've so longed to make your acquaintance, I must say my mother has given me quite the high expectation towards you. I do hope for your sake you live up to them." Her eyes smoldered as she looked down on them as if mere ants, in response to her gaze all Jacques could do was grasp at words before lowering his head pitifully.

"Do not fret my king, in celebration of my coronation I brought gifts, technological wonders to aid you in your servitude to me." A man quickly rushed forth lower a case and opening it to reveal six odd looking semi-transparent colored monocles clearly meant to covers the left eye.

"These devices are called scouters, wearable, all-purpose computers with a plethora of functions. You'll find their capabilities putting all your current technology to utter shame, especially those atrociously outdated surveillance scout scanners you've been using." To demonstrate Cinder grabbed on of the marvels of engineering and affixed it to her face.

"Communication, mapping, targeting positions and aura levels display and so forth." The device begun to ring as it activated scanning the immediate area as she went on until the device alerted the young ruler of some previously unseen individuals hidden within the palace firearms ready and even a few capable of aura blast.

"Oh my, it would appear we have some rather rude guests, some with weapons trained on us even…" Jacques tensed a bead of sweat running down his brow.

"Oh my, let see the strongest among them is in the right most tower with an aura level of… 2,000, Oh my that is quite splendid, to have such a powerful soul." Without rhyme or reason Cinder rose her index towards the tower and near instantly it glowed a hellish red before a streak of crimson light tore forth crashing into the building and Saiyan making him and it burst into a explosion of ash and dust. No sooner did Cinder lay waste to the others beams of light appearing near instantly and bring only death in their wake the only proof of their ever being the smoldering ruins of where the Saiyan warriors had once been.

"I do believe that's a hundredth of mine own isn't mother." Salem nodded almost looking proud.

"Indeed, The Saiyans naturally unlocked auras and proud souls are quite impressive, however to you they pale rather greatly." Cinder smiled giving a faint nod before looking back to the shocked and terrified Jacques smiling her façade nearly dripping with mirth.

"I assume my little demonstration had answered any of your questions, yes? Good. I'll be leaving five hundred units I do hope that'll be enough, feel free to complain, and with that I do believe we're done here." As soon as they had came the ships begun to ascend leaving the stunned king helpless but to look up shock still clear alongside a budding resentment towards his new ruler as his fist tightened but failed to bring even the slightest harm to the scouter in his hand.

-Several Years Later-

Despite his fears the Saiyans only prospered under lady Cinder's heel, at least if one ignored the countless deaths to his race and their clear discrimination within the ranks of her forces. Jacques was no fool, he was cunning and sly and saw her treatment for what it was, he knew that the new Queen of Grimm meant to make their kind less then pets, but enjoyed playing with them as she did.

However all hope was not yet lost as their remained hope, a prophecy alongside a legend passed down one generation after the other. The Legend of the Super Saiyan, the pinnacle of the Saiyan races potential and the prophesized warrior who'd bring about Cinder's down fall at their hand.

It was with this hope that he strode into the breeding pod room his gaze set on the single icy blue container at the center of the room among all the red and yellows of the others. within the tank floated a child with skin as pale as snow and hair to match. A breathing apparatus was secured to her mouth as she floated there almost like a fairy in sleep.

"Oh ho ho, look at you. Getting bigger every day." The king advance arms outstretched in pride at his daughter no, his belief in the Saiyan race.

"My daughter, my pride and joy, your latent aura levels alone are astonishing! Much more than that failure first born of mine, good riddance to it." His smile twisted from the pride he felt as a father to something more vindictive and petty.

"It will be you who'll rule this universe." The False Schnee's fist begun to shake in anger.

"That Little Monster thinks our glorious race will happily kneel under her heel so easily, her arrogance will be her undoing!" His palm rested against the glass between him and his daughter as a sinister smile void of love spread across his face.

"I can hardly wait for the day you become a truly vicious sovereign who will rule this entire universe." With that moment of passion gone his mind soon calmed as his noble air returned and he turned away from his heir. However, as he passed, he noted something, a single pod different than the others. Where the others were clearly advance and designated the yellow and reds of the highborn and elite this one was a pale lime.

The child had hair yellow like fresh wheat and skin of a healthy hue, honestly Jacques could not tell its gender. However unusual was the extra machines strapped unto it. However, none of that mattered upon the king seeing such a color pod in this room, his eyes widened before his brows furrowed in annoyance.

"Who is this child?" He turned to the scientist a tone of accusation in his voice.

"What is a low born like this doing in the same room as my daughter!" frantically the two nearest doctors advanced a note of worry in their voices as they rushed to him. Quickly one pulled out a scout scanner pressing it against the pod, allowing it to begin its analysis.

"T-thiz iz Jaune, he iz zhe zon of colonel Rainart." Jacques fumed at the man's words.

"This room is reserved for those of noble blood destined to become proud Saiyan elites! How dare you bring a filthy lowborn off the streets into this room! Explain yourselves!"

"O-of course your majesty, you zee, we found that Jaune'z latent abilities are exceptionally high easily entering zhe top." Jacques's eyes widened at the revelation before narrowing in anger and disbelief.

"Are you daring to suggest this commoner trash's Aura levels are on par with my daughter's!?" The man paused for a moment almost as if gathering his nerves to speak before the guillotine.

"'gulp' Well, you zee my king, actually in all zhe test his aura ranking actually far exceeded your daughterz." Jacques looked to the man clearly not believing him.

"Such words aren't possible; the princess's ratings broke every record in history even her grandfathers!" With out a moments hesitation Jacques snagged the scanner from his hand before slamming it against the young Arc's (Mothers maiden name) pod and allowed it to begin. The sound of his fist to the glass caused the child to wake and begin to cry within and in response the scanner's already fast raising numbers increased all the more. Once the child begun to cry in full it begun to glitch and fume before exploding all together.

Jacques stepped back in shock, clenching his hand a hint of fear present but over shadowed by disbelief and jealousy. The doctors didn't wait long though quickly returning to the young Arc and beginning their readings anew.

"Ah, the scans have come back, though they appear at merely half the previous ratings, another anomaly quite frequent with his scans I assure." The other scientist spoke up then a smile forming.

"That being said though, even at half his readings they are still beyond exceptional." Prideful smiles begun to bloom on the doctor's faces at the young boy.

"Just imagine once he grows to adulthood, his power will be without measure at such a rate. He could even become our most powerful asset." It was then the woman spoke up once again more pride in the child before her then her own.

"Asset? I would go as far as to say he might even be the Legendary Super Saiyan…" It was with the confidence in which the woman spoke that made Jacques twitch and ultimately decide the boy's fate as a sneer formed.

Rushing through the halls a large tank of a man strode near running to the kings room, panic and worry clear in his speed alone. Entering the room and seeing Jacques standing there the large man nearly shouted but with the calm tone of the man servant Klein warning him of his advancing he ceased. He was Colonel Hazel Rainart of the Saiyan forces and husband to aria Arc.

The towering man kneeled down on his knees towards the king as fear gripped at his heart as the words he received still rang fiercely within. His tone like always held a near monotone and low cadence yet within it now was a note of worry and concern.

"Forgive me for my intrusion your grace, I… Understand you wish to have my so- Jaune sent away, that his pod will be aimed at a outlined world?" The man clenched his fist at even uttering the words. Jacques however either didn't notice his distress or more then likely didn't care as he spoke.

"That is correct Colonel." Hazel didn't hesitate to speak upon the king's confirmation.

"Such a thing is a mission for at minimum low-class Saiyan warriors! Even I a colonel of your army am not fit for such a task yet alone my child!" Jacques propped his head upon his fist as he spoke.

"On the contrary, what better way is there to prove that your son is fit to be a Saiyan warrior then this. To conquer an unclaimed planet on their own is quite an honor for a Saiyan child." Hazel held back his aggression at the words.

"But my king… Vampa is an inhospitable world, devoid of intelligent life, I can't see any way it could even approach profitable." Jacques looked to the man no sign of caring for his words present as he looked to him and decided to cut the charade.

"Fine then, I had wish to spare you the truth of the matter but so be it. Your son Jaune's latent abilities are abnormally elevated far beyond and scope previously seen. I'd even go as far as to call him a freak of nature. I am sure that one day such power will end up driving him utterly insane." The faintest smile begun to show on Jacque's face.

"When such a time comes, he could become a threat to not only our planet but the entire universe as a whole. We already have one monster in that hell spawn Cinder we need not another. However, I am a kind man, killing a child is far to cruel for a benevolent ruler like myself. So, thank me for exiling your little hellion instead of putting it down as I should've." It was with those words that Hazel stood not believing his king who'd he'd served so faithfully words.

"That, that can't be right…" A twitch and then another before a sneer begun to form as anger took the goliath of a man and he rose his hand pointing accusingly at King Jacques.

"My son is no monster… You, your jealous! Because my son's abilities surpass your dammed princesses don't they! That's why your exiling my son, No! Your sending him out to Die!" Jacques patients wavered at the colonel's words and his eyes grew cold and merciless.

"Another word and I'll have your tongue, before having your entire lineage executed." Hazel gritted his teeth, the only thing keeping him from advancing towards the man was concern for Jaune. Jacques must have seen this and smiled a wicked grin.

"It doesn't matter anyways, after all your already too late, your son is long gone I had the thing launched before you even set foot in here." Hearing his words Hazel paused backing away in disbelief.

"My son…" He then looked to the window and resolved himself, without hesitation he leaped forward crashing through the stained glass and flying towards his heir with the desperation of a father. Landing by the ships he didn't waste a second shoving aside the man in his way trying to obstruct him as he advanced his gaze set on what he assumed to be the fastest ship among the lot.

A scraggly Saiyan with a green mohawk rushed into the ship behind him saying over and over again how he lacked the clearance but Hazel was perfectly content ignoring him as he set its course.

Don't worry Jaune, I'll find you.

The ship roared to life and begun to lift as several Saiyans begun to rush to it, however it was too late as the ship launched into the air breaking the atmosphere in seconds. Warnings went off as communications from ground control roared but Hazel ignored it all. Including the boy beside him who repeated his pleas of returning. None of it mattered, all that mattered to him was his son.

That arrogant swine Jacques, to go so far out of mere envy over my sons potential! Even with us under that woman's heel his pride burns so cruelly. For what you've done… King Jacques you won't get away with this! On my late wife's name, I swear!

Hazel looked to the boy beside him.

"Your name?" The boy looked to him.

"Huh?"

"Your name, what is it?"

"Oh, um Russel, Russel thrush" Hazel nodded.

"Well then Russel, allow me to explain where we'going." Russel's eyes went wide at his words, the betrayal of the king and treatment of his son.

"I-I understand but-" Hazel stood up.

"Don't worry Thrush, once I've rescued Jaune we'll head towards some other world where I can train him into the warrior he's meant to be. Once you drop us off feel free to return to that cesspool of traitors." No love could be heard in the man's tone as he left the room.

"You're not going back?" Hazel's eyes hardened.

"Go back… Of course not, If we were to return all that would await us is that bastard Jacques's smile and the gallows. No, I will train Jaune and once he's strong enough, once we're strong enough, I will have my revenge!"

-Vampa-

As the father and unwilling Saiyan engineer begun there travel after his son the pod carrying the young exiled child finally made its to its destination. A small pod reached the giant orange world nearly covered entirely in fierce sand storms. Breaking into the atmosphere Vampa's sand storms pelleted the pod the intensity of the winds enough to dent the metal. The small pod shook and rattled as the hostile winds changed its course causing it to crash into a nearby valley slamming into walls waking the child within.

Finally the vessel crashed into the earth creating a small crater as it fumed and crackled the pod barely managing to open. With a pair of gentle and nervous eye blue as the ocean peeked into Vampa's harsh skies barely making out the burningly bright amber sun above. The young boy stared for several long seconds never seeing such a pretty light before however the roars of the sand storms made the boy tremble in fear.

Quickly he looked for the big people who were usually looking at him with those weird smiles but when he did he found nobody. A tinge of fear making its way into him the child worked his little arms and legs to lift himself out of the pod as he cried out hoping they'd hear. Yet no matter how much he did nobody came. He looked around the curious room, not seeing all the pretty lights he was used to anymore filled with other kids like him.

Where did they go, where was he, where was the nice men and lady that smiled at him, slowly the new feeling begun to sink in as the Arc looked around only to find nobody. Loneliness, he was all alone, sniffles begun to come to him as his eyes begun to water. He was getting hungry and thirsty…

It was as he crouched down covering his eyes as he readied to cry that he heard it, rubble parting as something made its way to him. The child's tail lifted in excitement, the happy people were here, with a smile he turned only for that innocent smile to vanish.

Before him several large creatures stood, their bodies were bulbous and bloated looking with several pairs of Arachne legs giving them the appearance of colossal ticks however what drew the eye most were their heads, They looked almost reptilian but rounded with thick lips and soulless vicious eyes. Seeing him the trio of beast growled happily grinning to reveal large rows of sharp fangs, the tiny Saiyan fell on his butt at the sight of them.

The beast advanced their growls becoming hungrier as they glared at the child who shivered in fear, seeing tears fall the beast's mouths watered at the sight of fluids on this withered world. Opening their maws, a large fleshy spiral righted itself, a spear-like proboscis aimed square at the child. Fear riled the adolescent into complete stillness.

What followed happened in an instant, as the proboscis launched tearing through the air, a single loud cry ringing throughout the hostile world…

-Two days Later Vampa-

"hey hold on! Why aren't you following the trajectory of the computers? If you keep at this pace will crash! We need to change course now!" Russel reached for the controls, but a determined Hazel shoved the boy aside fiercely slamming him into a nearby wall. His eyes burning with anger at the suggestion.

"We need to be as close as possible, its already been two days!" Russel nodded scared of the man.

"I-I understand! Just please le-" Before they could finish turbulence shook the ship making the Saiyan Colonel return to the ship's control struggling not to crash to their deaths. After several intense moments the aircraft finally broke the atmosphere and sandstorm alike crashing into the earth but not so badly that it'd cost the pair their lives. Not caring in the slightest Hazel stomped down the door ignoring Russel's complaints.

"Jaune! JAUNE!" The large Saiyan roared out into the fierce sandstorm a tinge of hysteria taking root as he did. Finally however enough reason returned to him to retrieve his scouter though the device had been damaged from the crash it operated well enough for him to begin his scans.

When it lit with life readings a almost cathartic joy came to the erratic father however that joy soon turned to dread upon seeing the number of life signs increase and rush his way. Before he could act several organic spear-like weapons launched out from the blinding storm towards him. Once pierced his armor spaulder shattering it and shattering his aura tearing into the flesh beneath. Hazel's rose his fist that begun to glow with aura and struck the protrusion making it slink back.

When he looked back to the storm several large silhouettes emerged from the storm colossal tick beast smiling like fiends at him. In shock Hazel stepped back but the creatures quickly opened their maws readying to run the simian through with their proboscis. However just before they could the ring of a blaster roared, and a beam of energy slammed into the one at the head of the trio. Gaining back his senses Hazel turned to the ruined starship seeing Russel there his laser still aimed at the beast though their hides were far too thick for the beam gun to hurt them.

"Run you fool!" taking his advice Russel chased after the larger man not daring to look back, the two rushed into their ship hoping death wouldn't come to them in their sleep.

Eventually the storm passed alongside the night and without sleep or hesitation Hazel emerged from the ship's husk once more his scouter already working on finding a aura reading.

"We have to hurry, Thrush come on!" Said teen looked to the man fearfully.

"Wait, me too?" Hazel didn't even bother to turn.

"Of course, we'll cover more ground… besides I don't need you taking off when I'm not here." Russel blinked shocked.

"You think I'd, no I'd never do that! You can trust me." Hazel snorted.

"A trust worthy Saiyan there's no such thing. Never turn your back on one of our kind Thrush, you'll live longer that way." Russel gulped at the man's tone but reluctantly followed. As they made their way through, they spotted nothing beyond rubble, dirt and wasteland with the occasional bug monster in the distance.

"What do you think those things eat?" Hazel grunted.

"Us, if we're not quiet…" Russel however didn't take the hint and theorize.

"No I mean, think about it, I haven't seen anything else here, and those things can't be herbivores not that there are any plants here. So, what could they be eating?" Hazel decided to humor the boy hoping it'd shut him up.

"Each other more than likely, perhaps there is something else, but I'd rather not find out."

Russel nodded before his scouter tinged alerting him of something.

"Hey! I picked up an aura reading!" Hazel turned to him.

"Are you sure? It's not just a life sign?!"

"No way! Its aura is cleary awakened! Not just alive it has to be your son!" Hazel turned in the direction thrush faced to find his own scouter picking it up and no sooner than it did had he'd made a mad dash into the direction until a cave was just within his sights.

Rushing to it he ignored the hundreds orange glowing orbs plastered upon every wall and ceiling alike, Russel was the first to see one of insectoid beats however before he could shout in fear a shift drew his attention and he saw a form step out from behind the monster. A child covered in yellow fluids with a large armored leg in its clutches, for a moment he nearly rushed to the fragile looking kid but paused when his scouter went off. Hazel turned to see what drew Russel's attention and froze when he saw Jaune standing there.

"…Jaune." He looked to the beast beside him in shock before looking back to the tiny Arc seeing him step back a tinge of fear showing but also anger as the child begun to sneer and growl.

"Jaune, did you kill the beast in this nest…" He looked to the surroundings seeing the many beast dead, some with their thick carapaces pierced and punctured and others whose were even straight out shattered. He looked back to see his son looking back at him his eyes narrowing as he shook in either anger or fear as a white hue begun to surround his form and seeing it all Hazel could do was smile.

"That's my boy." Behind the proud man Russel looked to the boy cautiously activating his scouter he froze at its readings.

"920! But, but that's more than triple my own!" Hazel ignored the Saiyan rushing to Jaune who leaped angrily towards him, however before he could act the large man grasped the boy's weakness his tail. The Saiyan nerve center, upon gripping it Jaune went into shock in Hazel's grasp before passing out hanging limply in his father's grip. However what shocked Russel more was that in the moments before Hazel had rendered the boy unconscious when he was most scared and desperate Jaune's body burned brighter with its pallor glow and his aura level skyrocketed. Russel fell on his but as he looked at the last number before unconsciousness.

"it, it was nearly 10,000…" For a moment the terrified boy thought on what Hazel had said Jacques had accused Jaune of, of being a universal threat, a monster like Cinder… and deep inside he agreed. Hazel however ignored the scared boy and turned back in the direction of their ship and reluctantly Russel followed his gaze set on the unconscious boy over the broad man's shoulder. However, once they reached their ship and Russel went to the controls to check it he froze in horror.

"Oh no, the engines completely shot!" Hazel grunted.

"You can't fix it?" Russel shook his head paling.

"No way, you rushed out before I could grab a tool kit. Shit, shit, shit! Without it there's no way we can launch and from here no communication signal we send would ever reach our people! Dammit! I told you we should've taken the safe course in landing! Why didn't you listen to me!" Hazel grunted before laying Jaune down.

"Calm down, there's enough rations to last us ten days."

"Do you really think someone will come for us in that time!" A tinge of hope shone in Russel's eyes at the man's words but when he looked back at the boy that hope died.

"We need to conserve food, Sorry Thrush…" Hazel's fist glowed with a threatening light.

"But I already told you…" Russel took a step back shaking his head before he could speak or protest Hazel acted.

"Never trust a Saiyan…" Hazel fist slammed into the boy's chest shattering his armor and aura alike as the offending limb emerged from the young Saiyan's back. All Russel could do was looked to Hazel one final time his eyes conveying a question.

Why.

But looking into the man's eyes, cold and burning with a hate unparalleled he knew, this man was lost a victim to his hate. Never did the two look down, if they had they'd see a pair of terrified cerulean orbs looking up to the scene as the young Jaune watched his father kill another man in cold blood.


So here's the first part of my Broly Parody, I wanna do the entire thing, note there will be some large changes like no Great ape and aura instead of ki.