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AN: Hey, once again I bow down to my fans and ask such a simple question… "Why the HELL is this thing so popular??????"
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Chapter 19 – Unwelcome Visitors
Brolli stood in the middle of the desert and watched the sun rising slowly over the horizon. The red light shone of his muscular features, and he narrowed his eyes at the sight. He hated nature, he hated the Earth, he hated the North Galaxy, and he especially hated the South Galaxy. In fact, Brolli hated the entire universe, and he had been on his quest in destroying it piece by piece when he had been hit by the pulse of light and brought to this planet, the planet his father had wanted so very badly. Brolli's thoughts lingered on his father, Paragas, a while longer, and his sneer turned into a grin as he remembered how he had broke free of his father's power-control devices and crushed the weak coward as he had tried to escape. Brolli closed his eyes and watched in his minds eye how he landed on the stretch of cliff that had contained his fathers Saiyan Pod.
"There's just a few hours left before the end of the planet," Paragas said to himself as he walked towards the spherical spaceship that was waiting to take him away from this dying world. "Now that I cannot control you anymore, you mean nothing to me. I'm sorry, but you are going to die with this planet." He stopped and took one last look around. "This planet will soon disappear."
Paragas clambered into the waiting pod's cockpit and closed the hatch, closing his eyes in contemplation.
"Where do you think you're going?" droned an all-to-familiar voice. Paragas' one living eye snapped open as he saw Brolli's grinning face peering into the pod.
"I… I'm getting ready to evacuate with you!" Paragas shouted, panicking at his discovery and thinking of an excuse as quickly as he possibly could.
"In a rocket built for one person?" Brolli asked, grinning madly. Before Paragas could reply, Brolli had reached down and picked up the Saiyan Pod in his powerful hands and began to squeeze it. The fuselage buckled easily, being pushed in by the gargantuan strength of the one who he was using to forge his universal empire.
"Is it the cursed destiny of a Saiyan to be killed by his own son?.." Paragas cried out as the hull pushed against his body, the jagged edges piercing his flesh whilst his bones began to crack and splinter. The father of the scourge of the entire South Galaxy gave one last cry as jagged splinters of metal pierced his lungs, heart and gut, and then fell silent as blood began to run freely from his ragged corpse.
Brolli crushed the round pod into a long sliver of metal, blood running from the chinks in the spear and down over his hands and arms as he roared. Rearing back, Brolli gave a mighty shout then hurled the javelin-like pod out into space, into the flanks of the mighty comet that was coming crashing down upon the dingy, half-destroyed world dubbed New Vegeta to lure the prince of Saiyans off of Earth to make her conquest so much easier.
"Did you really think I would die because a planet exploded?!?" Brolli shouted after his father and then turned away.
In the present, Brolli opened his eyes, smiling at the golden sun that was rising higher into the morning sky.
"I didn't when Vegeta exploded, so what made him think New Vegeta would be any different?" he said out loud before bursting into a fit of mad laughter that carried for miles across the empty wasteland.
Bulma's helicopter landed in the courtyard and she switch the motors off, listening to the rotors wind down to a standstill. She opened the pilot-side door and hopped out onto the reassuringly solid ground below and pressed a button on the side of the cockpit door, then stepped back as the whole 'copter imploded with a blast of air. There was a feint 'plink' noise as the capsule bounced on the floor once or twice, and Bulma reached down and quickly pocketed her helicopter.
The sound of footsteps made her spin around, and for the second time that morning she came face to face with Maylon and Turrun. She took a step back in alarm, and then narrowed her eyes.
"What are you doing here!" she demanded, trying to sound stronger than she really was.
"We came because we are tired of being alone, Milady," Maylon said.
"Hmph! You've picked the wrong time to feel lonely!" Bulma shouted back as she looked for a way out. There were the main gates behind her, but they were locked and she didn't have the key. The main entrance to the building and the passage to the house entrance lay behind the two Saiyans, and Bulma didn't feel up to barging her way through the pair of them.
Turrun still glared at Bulma, but Maylon's features were calm and almost friendly. For a Saiyan, anyway.
"Milady, do not make this any harder than it is," Maylon hissed, his features becoming sharper and less friendly.
"Oh? And what are you going to do?" Bulma asked with false bravado.
Turrun's movements were a blur. One moment she was standing stock still, the next she was behind Bulma with her hand over the human's mouth and lifting her from the ground. The Saiyan woman's tail snaked up and around Bulma's throat and squeezed, Bulma's cry for help coming out as nothing more than a strangled squawk. Maylon grinned nastily as he saw Bulma's eyes bulge a little as Turrun's grasp around her throat tightened enough to cut off her oxygen supply.
"This is what we'll do," he said with a slight chuckle.
"Now you're chance! Do it!" Goku screamed. Gohan put every ounce of energy into his attack and slowly pushed his way forwards.
"No! I cannot be defeated! I am per…fect…"
Gohan's eyes snapped open as he realized he had been dreaming. He ran his hands over his forehead and then rubbed the sleep from his, noticing the sweat glistening over the palms and fingertips as he pulled his hands away.
"Man, that was so real…" Gohan muttered as he swung his legs off the sofa. He looked across the floor and saw Trunks lying asleep on the other couch. He reached down and picked up his clothing, pulling on his purple top and tying the belt tightly around his waist, the purple fabric of his top and trousers bulging slightly. He looked up and smiled at the sight of his sleeping friend, then he turned as he heard Bulma's helicopter land outside, then the 'whoosh' as it was capsulised. He was about to go wake the others when he heard voices from beyond the door, voices that he didn't recognize.
Slipping on his boots as he went, he moved to the window and looked out, and his eyes went wide.
"Saiyans!" he gasped as he saw the tails wrapped around the waists of the two figures, then one moved quickly and lifted Bulma from the floor. Gohan narrowed his eyes and ran to the door, opening it and running along the paved garden area and around the side of the building to where the Saiyan's had Bulma.
Maylon stepped forward and charged a bolt of kai in his right hand, then held t up to Bulma, and smiled as she squirmed, trying to move away from the ball of blue energy.
"Hey! Keep your hands off her!" Gohan shouted. Bulma looked past Maylon's shoulder, her vision already blurring. Using the last of her air, she tried to shout out a warning, but all that escaped her lips was a muffled cry. She then promptly passed out in the grip of Turrun.
Maylon spun around at the sound and narrowed his eyes at Gohan.
"Who's this young punk!" he snarled. Turrun dropped Bulma to the floor and looked at the young warrior who standing at the corner and smiled.
"Just some kid. Should be easy to take care of," she purred and charged her own ball of energy.
Gohan watched them, studying their kai, and he smiled to himself.
These guys are wimps, I can take them easily he thought as he took a step forward. Maylon smiled and brought his body around, swinging his arm out wide and launching the bolt at Gohan. The blue blast sped through the air, straight and true towards Gohan who merely smiled as the blast exploded against his chest.
Maylon smiled in triumph and watched as the flames and smoke billowed out in a great cloud centered on Gohan. Turrun grinned and pointed her palms at the eldest son of Goku and sent her own two kai balls on their way. Both bolts exploded in the billowing cloud, sending debris and fire flying out in a great blast of air that shook the ground.
"That was easy enough," Maylon said, watching as the cloud began to recede.
"Yes, I guess he was a native," Turrun responded turning back to Bulma.
"Or then again, maybe not."
Turrun and Maylon looked back at the disappearing smoke and saw Gohan standing there, unharmed, un-phased and smiling at them, a lock of dark hair hanging over his right eye.
"Impossible!" Turrun gasped as Gohan strode towards them. She turned, charging another kai blast as she moved, and hurled it at Gohan. Maylon sneered as he watched Gohan raise his hand and caught the blue energy in his hand, and then clenched his fist. The bolt exploded around his arm and Gohan's smile became a scowl.
"You leave, you live. You stay, you die," he snarled. Maylon laughed, how could a mere child defeat two hardened Saiyans! He thought.
"We're staying!" Turrun shouted across the courtyard.
"Then you're dying," Gohan growled.
The expression on Gohan's face was serious, and something inside Maylon was screaming at him that this man-child was a lot more than he seemed. He let loose a roar and started to run forward. Turrun was close behind him and she threw a bolt of blue energy ahead of her and watched it explode in Gohan's face. With a slight smile, she launched herself forward faster and threw a punch. Her expression changed when her fist passed straight through the cloud of smoke and she went through straight after.
Maylon twisted as he ran and swung a lightning-fast kick through the smoke, the speed great enough to clear the cloud to reveal absolutely nothing. Turrun picked herself off the ground and turned to face her companion, who gave her a querying look. She shook her head in response, then her eyes widened as her gaze fell past Maylon's shoulder. He narrowed his eyes and spun around, launching a punch at Gohan as he moved.
Gohan's hand snapped up and caught the punch faster than either Maylon or Turrun could see it, his face a deep scowl.
"I warned you," he said as he flicked his head to the side to avoid the clumsy lunge from Turrun. He twisted his hand around, the hand holding Maylon's fist, and he flicked his wrist up and it was met with the snapping sound of the Saiyan's arm. Maylon clenched his teeth as his forearm bent upwards, blood spurting out as the bone ripped through the skin.
Gohan's expression never changed as he simply swung his arm out as he tossed Maylon aside and then turned on Turrun who had regained her fighting stance. Maylon hit the deck and bounced twice before crashing against the wall of the Capsule Corporation building. Turrun narrowed her eyes and screamed as she started to throw punches and kicks at Gohan as quickly as she could, but it was no good. The half-Saiyan was much quicker than the pureblood opposite him and simply side steppe each punch thrown. She couldn't hit him; no matter where she punched, he simply wasn't there when the punch landed. Gohan's scowl became a grim smile as he whirled around as a fist streaked past his face, the single lock of hair hanging over his face blowing in the wind of the fist's passage.
Gohan's body twisted low and his leg shot out. Turrun saw the move and brought her own arm down to block the low kick to her abdomen, and then screamed in agony as Gohan's leg passed straight through her forearm, snapping it clean in two. Turrun clenched the bloodied stub of her arm and looked up at Gohan, her dark eyes burning with fury.
"You'll regret that!" She snarled.
"You'll regret ever surviving the end of your planet!" Gohan hissed back as he kicked her. She went flying back across the courtyard and slammed into the heavyset gates that closed this section of the Capsule Corporation building off from the public. The strong titanium alloy buckled at the force of her impact and then exploded outwards as she passed through. She hit the building opposite and went clean through the wall, coming to a halt on a long table surrounded by grey-suit wearing businessmen.
Everybody had dived away from the table at the sound of the crash and watched with shocked fascination as this handsome woman bounced across the table, eventually skidding to a halt amidst a pile of broken ruble and documentation.
A suit held his briefcase up like a shield as bricks and pieces of mortar came to a standstill, and then peered very carefully over the top.
"Is… is she alright?" he asked
"She just came through a wall, what do you think?" another suit snapped sarcastically.
"Reckon we should call an ambulance?" queried another.
"No, I think we should leaver her here!" replied the sarcastic one. "OF COURSE WE SHOULD CALL AN AMBULANCE!"
"No need to shout…" muttered the concerned ambulance enquirer.
"Oh my god, look at her arm!" shrieked a woman from the opposite side of the desk. Everybody peered around and immediately noticed the dark stain of blood creeping across the surface of the dark table, and then running freely to the floor where it was absorbed by the carpet. It didn't take long for the sweet, pungent scent of drying blood to fill the room, or for the first person to be sick.
"What the hell happened to her?" Asked another woman. A suit shrugged his shoulders.
"Who knows? Motor accident?" he suggested. There were one or to murmurs and at least one "I told you those sky cars were dangerous!"
"Don't be daft," said a suit after a while. "Even going at top speed, a person couldn't be thrown through a steelcrete wall.
"I guess," said another.
Another argument broke out amongst the Committee Board about how a human body would be able to survive such a collision and remain, more or less, intact. The Board was so deep in heated discussion that they didn't notice Turrun open her eyes and sit up. It wasn't until they heard her roar in rage that they turned around.
"I'll kill him! I'll rip his head off! How dare he do this to me!" she yelled, rising to her feet. She clenched her hand tightly, so tight that her fingernails bit into her flesh and drew more blood.
"Excuse me… miss?" a suit asked plaintively. Her response was simple. She casually extended her hand and pointed her palm towards the speaker, then let loose a bolt of searing energy that sent the man through the wall. At that point, everybody ran.
This suited Turrun fine, as she glowered at the thought of loosing her arm. She hated loosing, and loosing to such a young whelp didn't help matters. She was becoming more and more enraged by the second, and she knew it. It didn't take long for her hatred and lust for revenge to take effect on her body.
She arched her head back and screamed, her eyes hair going wild and her eyes growing cold. Every ounce of hatred flowed through her body like a revitalizing spring, and she felt her muscles swell and her hair begin to rise. Then she felt something, like a spark of something ignite her whole body, making her feel fresh and on fire.
She opened her eyes.
They were green.
Then her aura blasted into life around her body.
Gohan was about to turn around and head back inside when an explosion ripped through the building across the road. He turned and saw a great ball of golden light rip through the walls of the office building, tearing down walls and shattering windows in a matter of seconds. Narrowing his eyes, he tensed up for another battle and watched as golden light began to pour through the gaps in the smoke cloud.
"What the hell is that…" Maylon whispered, shakily getting to his feet.
"That is your friend going Super Saiyan," Gohan answered.
"What? Super?!" He turned back and looked at the light pouring from the office block's remains and swallowed hard. "I'm getting out of here!" Maylon cried and ran for the buckled gates. Gohan held out a hand without taking his attention away from the ruined building and felt a ball of kai begin to grow.
"No, you're not," he said, matter-of-factly, and launched the bolt. The silver-blue ball slammed into Maylon's back and exploded through his chest, covering the gates and road with his charred and bloody remains. Gohan lowered his hand and continued to watch the smoke clear as Maylon's lifeless corpse crashed against the buckled and smashed metal gates then slid to the ground.
Gohan smiled mirthlessly, his dark eyes gleaming in the morning sun, as he watched the smoke clear and Turrun hover up into the air, the golden aura of the Super Saiyan burning fiercely around her.
"Make penance with your god, you bastard!" screamed Turrun. "Because now you're going to hell!"
Brolli hung in the air lazily, letting the light of the sun heat his body. He was beginning to enjoy this world, and he now saw what his father had seen when he had schemed to take over the Earth.
"You were the lucky one, Kakkarot!" Brolli said to himself. "Whilst you were traveling to Earth to become this world's savior, my fate had already been decided." He reached up and scratched a barely visible scar that ran up the cleft between the muscles of his great chest, the scar from where King Vegeta had taken his dagger and plunged it deep into the Saiyan's heart. The infant Brolli had died beside his father's corpse, thrown out onto the rubbish piles like garbage themselves.
But something had awoken inside the dormant shell of the powerful infant, something that surpassed the ten thousand combat power level that King Vegeta had feared so much that he had put both the baby and the father to death. Brolli's cells regenerated, and so too did those of the father, and Brolli's yes opened to see a fiery glow burning over Planet Vegeta.
Molten rock shot through the air as Frieza's Death Ball ate away at the planet's surface, burying itself into the core of the planet where it would explode, tearing the planet apart and destroying those who stood upon it. Brolli cried, feeling helpless at first. Feeling so small when compared to what was happening. He wrapped his young hands around those of his father and he felt something change within him, something new and unknown. A source of power exploded within Brolli's soul, something powerful enough to let him and his father survive the wrath of Frieza.
Brolli's eyes burned white as the babe flew high into the air, pulling his father with him.
The first of the explosions of the dying planet ripped through the ground sending gouts of flame high into the atmosphere. A large segment of Vegeta broke away and drifted off in space for several minutes before another massive explosion destroyed it, too.
The air around Brolli was starting to become so hot that it was fusing together, releasing blast waves all over the atmosphere. Brolli felt something tingle in his body and a bright shell of green kai burst into being around him and his father, enough energy to keep them safe until they found a new home, somewhere where they could start plotting there revenge against King Vegeta and his son.
Brolli opened his eyes and looked up at the sun as it rose higher into the sky, the golden light shining brightly across Planet Earth. Brolli's features drew into a scowl as his thoughts moved on and on.
"Kakkarot! You lived a life of luxury! Mine was hardship and destruction! You will feel the wrath of the Legendary Super Saiyan!" Brolli screamed, his eyes turning white and his hair turquoise as he powered up, his green aura blasting a wide crater into the ground below him. The power swelled within his body, and soon it over flowed, a green glow with the aura surrounding his body and coating him in a power so vast that it was measurable only in how many galaxies it could destroy.
Brolli started to roar as the power surged through him, and he could feel his body swelling as he burst into the ascendant form of the Super Saiyan, his muscles swelling up hideously. His aura turned from green to golden as purple light burst from his body, shooting off across the land, scorching the ground where they hit and creating holes in the cloud cover.
His body's bulk shrank as he burst into the second stage of the super Saiyan, the green-blue ripples of energy buzzing and crackling loudly as they arced over his body. And still his power continued to rise. The green glow that had surrounded his body began to swell in places, and bright blasts of green kai spewed forth from the source and shot across the glob, destroying everything that they touched until they finally exploded in a bright dome of green energy across the planet.
Brolli was insane, that was terrible.
But he was also enraged, which was worse.
Gohan watched as Turrun floated closer, the fingers of her right, and only, hand splayed as she looked at him with burning green eyes. His own eyes remained dark, and he was confident that he could defeat this crazy bitch without going super or mystic. He smiled to himself, confident with his own abilities, and took a step forward.
Before his foot could touch the ground, a blinding green flash rose up in front of him, ripping open the earth and destroying all the buildings that lay in its path.
"Oh no!" Gohan shouted, looking around wildly as all around him green domes burst into being. Even Turrun was knocked off guard by this sudden turn of events.
"What is this!" she hissed as green light filled the air. Then she saw Gohan, his guard lowered and his concentration severely lacking where she was concerned. She formed a bright ball of blue kai in her hand and charged across the open ground between them, her aura ripping the gates from the wall as she passed.
Gohan, caught off guard, turned and barely evaded the blast of energy that exploded beneath him as he rose into the air. He loosed a bolt of his own silver-blue kai as he ascended, then stopped himself as he saw his bolt explode against her back and send her sprawling into the dirt of her own attack.
"I don't have time for this!" Gohan shouted as he powered up, his white aura blasting into being around his body.
"What's the matter, child? Afraid of being hurt?" Turrun sneered as she launched herself into the air appearing over Gohan in an instant. She kicked out and down, spearing the heal of her foot at Gohan's temple. The last thing she expected was his foot slamming into her back.
"Afraid? Of you? Yeah right! You may not have noticed but there's bigger problems at hand!" Gohan shouted after Turrun as she reeled backwards, sent spinning through the air by the force of Gohan's attack.
"Kame-Hame-Ha!" Gohan called out, sending his attack shooting outwards ina blast of blue and silver light.
Turrun managed to right herself, and looked on as a lance of energy slammed into her chest and sent her flying across the sky.
"No! What have you do…" she shouted, the Kame-Hame-Ha eating through her torso before she had time to finish the sentence. Gohan looked on as the remains Turrun's shredded body dropped from the sky and landed in some unknown region of Capitol City. He sneered and the sight of it then turned around, closing his eyes and searching for that kai signature of the Saiyan that had been beating them into the ground.
"What do you mean you can't get through to that baka!" Vegeta shouted, whirling around and glaring at King Kai.
"It's like I said, I can't get the connection through," the catfish-like god said shrugging. Vegeta snarled, grinding his teeth together until his gums hurt, then turned away and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Very well, I'll wait. But you had better be able to get me through to him before he fids those infernal blasted Dragonballs!" the Dead Prince said testily. King Kai turned his back on Vegeta and closed his eyes.
"Well, it's certainly not the first time your fate has been decided by a powerful Saiyan's balls."
A silence hung over the air as Vegeta's eyebrow twitched with annoyance. Then King kai burst out, spluttering with great guffaws as he laughed at his own joke.
"I fail to see the humour in this situation," Vegeta said moodily, silently wishing for the day that King Kai's jokes would actually become funny.
"Well, you see, I said…"
"Yes, yes, I get your pathetic little attempt on humour, but this isn't the time!" vegeta shouted. Bubbles and Gregory stopped what they were doing and turned to see how king Kai would react.
"How dare you! I am King Kai!" King Kai shouted.
"Then act like it!" Vegeta shouted back, "Instead of acting like a clown, act like the God of the North Galaxy for a change!" King Kai looked at him, then sighed.
"Yes, yes. You're right, as usual. I apologise." Kai said nodding somberly.
"Fine! Now can we please get on with contacting Kakkarot?" Vegeta said, turning around and looking at King Kai.
"Very well, just assume the position!" Kai said cheerfully and vegeta turned around and placed his hand on the King's back.
"Do we have to do it like this?" Vegeta asked, trying not to pull his hand away. He felt silly.
"Well, unless you know a way to connect my mind to yours go a head and say so, because I certainly don't," King Kai replied. Vegeta opened his mouth and was about to tell him about the fusion technique, but then a horrible image of King Kaigeta came into his kind.
"What was that shudder, Vegie?" Kia asked peering behind him.
"Nothing!" Vegeta said quickly, pushing the horrible image aside. "And don't call me that!"
"Sure thing, Vegie!" King Kai shouted cheerfully. "Oh, there he is! You should be connected any time now!"
As Gohan looks for Brolli's kai signature, Trunks and the other remaining Super Saiyans sleep and recharge their energies for the oncoming battle. Will they be able to pool their might and take on Brolli without the aid of Goku and Vegeta, or will they be picked off one by one? Find out, in TOTAL WAR!!!!!
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