Cheelai groggily awoke from her slumber. She rolled over to the side of her bed and read the symbols on the electronic clock: From this she was able to deduce two details: For one, it had been well over a full day since Paragus had returned to reclaim his son, only to be put down again. And secondly, there was still a little under an hour to go before she was normally scheduled to rise. She looked back to her right to find Leemo was still fast asleep, tucked in handily under the green covers of the bed. She tried to get back to sleep, but another force prevented her from doing so.

The noise was faint, but her overly sensitive ears could still distinguish the gravelly stomps of feet walking across the dirt a fair distance from outside of their hut. The noise was far too broad and low-pitched to be that of a spider's legs, nor could she recognize it as anyone else's footsteps. Indeed, there was only one person who could be producing the sound.

The green woman quietly stepped down and off the bed and gently raised the curtains of the window directly opposite her bed, and sure enough, she could the familiar figure of Broly walking around directly outside of the cave mouth. He had been missing the entire previous day: he apparently needed some time to himself. The circumstances of this request proved a puzzle for Cheelai and Leemo; they understand where the wish was coming from, but they were also paranoid that there might be other forces out to get Broly besides his grotesquely overpowered father. Ultimately, with some reluctance, they had sent him off to manage his own affairs.

But now a new question was popping into Cheelai's mind: What was Broly up to? He seemed to be working pretty hastily, walking back and forth, carrying various objects each round. It was when she realized that Broly was loading supplies into their ship.

Making sure Leemo was still fast asleep, Cheelai quietly slipped into her purple, lightly armored suit and walked outside. "Hey!" she shouted with a wave, grabbing the Saiyan's attention. "What are you up to, my guy?" she asked.

Broly appeared a little unconfident, but he ultimately gathered the courage to speak. "I'm leaving, Cheelai." Upon seeing the woman's confused glance, he continued.

"For all of my life, I have known Vampa as my one and only home. My only form of sapient contact has been with my own father, and I have had no other friends besides an animal."

"On board the ship that first carried me and Paragus here, there were few books, and most of them were destroyed in the crash. But one survived: It was a book of astronomy. In my early years, dad would read that book to me almost every night: I learned how to read this way. I never grew tired of it, and I eventually began to read it on my own at every opportunity. Sifting through all the descriptions and pictures of so many wondrous and varied locales and species was one of my limited joys back then, and I revelled in every second of it. Father would sometimes have to rip the book out of my hands just so I could go to sleep! And even as his obsession with my training grew stronger and my free time shrunk, I would still find time to read it."

"Sadly, shortly into my adulthood, the book was destroyed in a spider raid. I was devastated; almost as much as I had been when I lost Bah. But I never stopped thinking about the things I saw in there. On the same nights I would cram in some reading, I instead began to look at the night sky just before the dust storms would settle in and watch the stars, dreaming of visiting all those wonderful planets and meeting those creatures for myself."

"When we first came to Earth with the rest of Frieza's fleet, I was able to look out the window for a very brief moment. I saw thick white sheets of the so-called 'snow' for the first time. I caught glimpses of 'trees', and even a few 'bears'. It was one thing to read about all of those things in that little book, but to see them in person was an indescribable feeling."

"After what happened the other night, I've decided that I can no longer stay here. There's an entire universe waiting for me to explore."

Cheelai stood to take in what Broly had just said. She then reached towards him, tightly embracing his body. "I'm proud of you, big guy." she said as she gave him some gentle pats on his back. Just then, they heard the door of their hut flap open, from which Leemo exited.

"I could hear your voice through the window. You're a surprisingly good speaker, Broly. You should write this stuff down when you get the chance!"

Broly looked back at him. "Ok, but how does one 'write'?" The other two giggled slightly before they grasped the unfortunate implications of what he had said, causing them to stifle that laughter.

"Looks like we're gonna have to teach you that after we head off." Cheelai said. "In fact, now that I think of it, where exactly are we gonna head off to?"

Broly had already prepared his response for this exact question. He calmly explained to both of them his father's brief description of Sadal and the Saiyans of the so-called Universe 6.

"Ok, I'm gonna stop you right there." Leemo chimed in. "Other Saiyans besides the ones that were on Planet Vegeta is one thing. But an entire planet of them, in another universe no less? Oh, and they're all good guys, too apparently. I mean, I've heard crazier stories, but not many. You sure Paragus wasn't concocting some fib to get you to tag along with him?"

"Actually," Cheelai interjected, "when I was still an outlaw, I used to know this guy named Saffron. We weren't really close friends or anything, but we talked every so often. When we did, hee would inevitably blabber on about 'interuniversal travel' and tell these crazy stories about gangs and criminals he would meet in distant galaxies. He got on my nerves for sure, but he seemed quite knowledgeable on the subject, and he did have a few coworkers, so maybe his statements had some truth to them?"

"C'mon Cheelai, use some common sense." said Leemo. "You know there's all kinds of scammers out on those backwater planets."

"Backwater planets?" Broly said curiously.

"Yup." Leemo said. "You see, before she joined the Frieza Force, Cheelai was a smuggler on a planet called Rak. It was a pretty impoverished place with lots of dark alleyways and decaying buildings to do all sorts of illegal stuff in. It was one of the few worlds Frieza personally blacklisted us from visiting: It had zero noteworthy resources and he didn't want to deal with the inconvenience of having to explain to families how their relatives in the force got their throat slashed by a bandit or kidnapped by a cultist."

Broly expressionlessly nodded his head, pretending that he understood what terms like 'blacklist' and 'illegal' meant.

"Anyways, as I was saying. OK, so let's say this Saffron guy wasn't trying to lure you into a pyramid scheme with his groupies or whatever. How do we know there's actually real Saiyans out there, especially if they're so different from the ones in our Universe?"

The trio pondered the question. Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in Broly's head.

"I know! Let's ask Kakarot, maybe he knows!"

"Ya sure about that?" Leemo asked. "Just because he's a Saiyan doesn't mean he's the oracle of all knowledge about them. Then again, he did say he was friends with a God, so…"

"Eh, what the heck, it's worth a try. But still, we're gonna need a way to summon him…"

Broly held up his finger, gesturing the others to wait. He walked out of the cave, his chest bulging as he took in a deep breath.

"KAKAROT!"

At first, there were no abnormal sounds or sights aside from the usual commotion of Vampa. Then, a sharp swishing sound rung throughout the cave. Leemo put his hand above his eyes and looked more closely outside, but there was still nobody out there.

"Hey guys!"

This voice startled the orange alien off-balance. All of the group turned to look behind him, where Goku stood peering at the group with a wave.

"Oops! Sorry for scarin' ya, little guy!" Goku said as he leaned down and smiled at Leemo.

"Don't call me 'little guy', I'm almost 50 years old!" Leemo replied as he jutted out his face into Goku's, who in turn stood back up. He then looked back at Broly.

"I could sense that you needed me. What's up?"

"We're about to leave Vampa for good." said Broly. "But before that, I wanna know if these so-called Universe 6 Saiyans are real, and how to get to their planet."

Goku looked elated after hearing this question. "Yup! I've met 'em a few times. They're cool, and pretty strong too! I've never gotten a chance to visit their planet though, although Vegeta would like to once he has more time."

"Oh! That reminds me. One of the Saiyans I met was named Kale. She didn't appear too threatening at first, but when she got angry, she ended up revealing a transformation just like yours!"

"Transformation?" Broly asked.

Goku now appeared confused. "You don't remember that? Green hair, huge muscles? No?"

Broly nodded his head back and forth.

"How about regular Super Saiyan? Yellow hair, normal-sized muscles?"

Broly nodded again.

"Wow. I don't think even I was that out of control when I turned Super Saiyan for the first time. At least I can actually remember how angry I was! I really don't think I'm gonna be able to help you on that front; only Kale can. She learned how to control that form, and pretty quickly at that."

"Well, anyways, I gotta get going now. My wife Chi-Chi's probably already gonna be hounding me for slacking off from my farm work, and I certainly don't want to keep her waiting even longer! I hope I was able to help."

Goku turned his back to Broly and flashed him a thumbs-up with his left hand. Broly responded with Cheelai's OK hand, now almost perfect save for a pinky that was curved a little too much. Goku then put his fingers up to his forehead, and before they knew it he was gone.

At that point the trio decided that Planet Rak would be their destination. For the next hour or so, they wasted no time loading up their ship. While Leemo put the house and its contents back into capsules and tossed them into storage, Broly lifted up and carried other supplies into the ship with Cheelai's guidance. The process was rather tedious, with Broly quickly growing bored of it.

At one point, after unloading a cooler containing frozen rations into one of the main storage rooms, Broly stopped and said he had to get something. With Cheelai's permission, he blasted off from the cave. Not even 2 minutes later, the Saiyan returned with what at first appeared to be a very strange-looking bit of cargo hanging on his back. Cheelai shrieked what she realized what it was.

"Broly, I thought you had taken care of him!" she yelled upon seeing Paragus' corpse being haphazardly straddled along his son's shoulder. While it hadn't decayed too much, there were still dried blood stains along the man's back, and it appeared noticeably dirtier.

"I did, I just think it would be nicer to bury him in a prettier place."

Cheelai knew there were still quite a few supplies left to load onto their ship, and she didn't want to waste the energy she needed for those on arguing with Broly about why Paragus did not deserve such treatment. With a sigh, she offered to show her Saiyan friend how to properly handle the body. For the next 10 minutes, they cleaned the body before placing it into a glass casket.

During this time, it was also decided that if they were going to appear in public, Broly should get something to cover his upper body. After some searching around their vessel, they found a new suit of armor for him. While the white chestplate with dark green shoulderguards was a bit of an older model, it still did its job at covering Broly up serviceably.

Eventually, the physical labor was finished, and it was now up to Cheelai and Leemo to prepare the ship for take-off. While they were in the cockpit firing up the engines, however, a familiar voice spoke from the back of the room.

"I need to go do one last thing!" said Broly.

"Couldn't you have done that earlier?" Cheelai asked. "Well, thankfully the ship's gonna need about another 15 minutes to get ready for flight. Still, be quick!"

Before they knew, Broly was eagerly stomping out of the ship's side. Through the cockpit, they were able to see the Saiyan fly away one more time.

Broly flew far away from his humble abode. From up high in the air he was able to scan the barren landscape of Vampa, carefully eyeing the vats of acid and the various creatures on the surface. Finally, he reached his destination: A large settlement of hulking green Vampa beasts, only their fur poking out like thin sheets from within a group of craters.

Broly lowered his altitude while continuing to search around. Having been alerted by his presence, some of the beasts were now beginning to rise from their holes, their thick, long bodies growing and ultimately revealing red-eyed, fanged faces. They stared down the Saiyan as he travelled through the sky. This was all according to his plan, however.

Broly began to fly circles around the encampment. As he did so, more of the monsters awoke and began to stare daggers at him. Some of them growled while looking at him, while others gnashed their fangs together. Eventually, all of them arose from their slumber: All, that is, except for one.

At the very end of the little tribe was one more hole. This hole was much bigger than any of the others, and it too was filled by the pelt of the beasts. However, unlike the others, this one's pelt was a darker, more faded shade of green, and each and every hair was slightly longer, denoting age.

Broly finally ceased his flight and allowed himself to drop down right in the middle of the horde. He came down in front of the remaining dormant predator with a thud, leaving a small crater where he landed. He ignored the intent stares of the other animals, even as they leaned in to inspect him even more closely. Instead, he looked down into the filled-up hole.

With a hint of reluctance, he kicked a nearby pebble down into the hole. It lazily fell deeper into the abnormally-sized hole before making a muffled thump against the creature's fur.

At first, there were no signs of response. Nonetheless, Broly crouched down and waited, watching carefully. The monsters behind him were now growing more viscious, some of them attempting to reach out and bite him. He paid them no heed despite how close they were. Eventually, the Saiyan's naive stoicism and patience paid off, for his target began to emerge from its abode. Even before it grew to its full height, it towered over all the other beasts.

When it did fully grow and reveal its face, however, that wasn't the first thing Broly looked for. Before he noticed the beast's wrinkly fur that partially drooped over its eyes or the barely noticeable scars on its muzzle, he looked right towards its left ear. He smiled upon noticing that it was cleanly cut off.

The beast leaned in curiously towards who he at first believed to be a stranger. Upon noticing the green pelt wrapped around the man's waist, however, some very faint memories flashed through his aging mind: Memories of a bearded man shooting a beam that had cut off his ear many long years ago, and the little boy who had taken that ear and wrapped it around his waist, even thought it was clearly too big for him at the time. He at first wondered if the man in front of him was someone different; it seemed strange, almost impossible for someone so little to have grown so tall and muscular. However, despite the signs of age having morphed him to such an extreme degree along with his new, pristine white suit of armor, he still retained that very same childlike face and long black hair that the beast recognized from his limited memory.

Despite, this, however, he continued to regard the man with suspicion, for he could no longer remember what had transpired prior to that singular, vivid memory. As he pondered this, the man spoke.

"Hello, Bah. I'm Broly. Remember me? We were friends."

The beast was confused. 'Bah'... He recognized that name. The memory was hazy, but it was certainly there, tucked within his primordial subconscious. Any context surrounding that name, however, was lost. He shot Broly a questioning look.

"Don't you remember? We used to relax and train together all the time. We had a bit of a falling out, though. My dad didn't like you."

Bah looked back upon some of the most vivid battles of his life. He recalled a few notable encounters with large spider hordes and other beasts, but there were definitely some blanks here and there. Not knowing what to think, he maintained a neutral expression.

Broly sighed. "Well, even if you don't remember me, I wanna say goodbye. I've been here for a while, but I'm leaving to go explore other places. I'm gonna miss you very, very much."

Broly got up even closer to his old friend's face, so much so that he could feel his heavy exhaling. He then began to rub the center of his massive, fuzzy forehead. At this point, while he still couldn't remember any major details, Bah did recognize this familiar feeling; a temporary sensation of pure bliss in what had been in a grueling life of survival for the animal. He snuggled his face up closer to Broly's chest, accepting even more gentle rubbing and eventually hugging around his snout.

As much as he wanted it to, however, Broly's moment with his first companion could not last forever. He had already spent some time getting there and awakening Bah, and now it was time to go. He began to walk away, a translucent white aura appearing around him as he prepared to take flight. He shot one final glance behind him at Bah. It was light, but he could tell there was a smile on his face. He smiled back too, turning back before he could show his watering eyes to the creature. Dust and pebbles scattered all around him as he lifted off and darted back where he came.

"Let's get this show on the road!" Leemo enthusiastically shouted, the ship he was piloting rumbling as it slowly hovered out of the cave and into the open rock fields. Cheelai sat confidently to his right, while Broly was at the left, taking in what would likely be the last sight of Vampa he would see for a very long time. Cheelai could just barely see his sullen expression from her angle, but it was too late to try to comfort him now. The overall vibe was oddly quiet considering the adventure the 3 were ready to embark on, the only sounds being those of the monitor on Leemo's dashboard, showing a flight map to Planet Rak.

"It's kinda gloomy in here, don't you think?" The middle-aged man asked to his crew. "Let's turn on some music, shall we?"

He reached down to his dashboard and pressed a button. A new interface popped up, this time showing names and numbers for radio channels. However, as he feared, most of his favorite channels were mere static in this area. He fiddled around with two knobs directly below the button he pressed earlier, trying to get any sort of signal. To his surprise, he found a channel that worked.

"Welcome back to Station TG-56, where we bring the most exotic tunes in the galaxy to your doorstep!" spoke a suave announcer's voice. "Now, recently we've been getting some complaints that we haven't been giving the northwest regions enough airtime. We're gonna resolve that, starting now! Our first song for our one-hour Earthling Music Marathon is a jolly one some of you may already be familiar with: Here comes Dan Dan Kokoro Hikareteku by Zard!"

The room of the ship was encompassed by a vibrant tune. Broly in particular rapidly grew enamored by the melody. Even thought he couldn't understand a single thing that was being said, he still fell for the energetic, adventurous rock symphony. Leemo gave a light grin and Cheelai giggled as the Saiyan began to involuntarily rock left and right to the rhythm. His worries about the trip had seemingly melted away, even when Leemo entered the ship into high gear and blasted off out of Vampa's atmosphere and into the starry galaxy that awaited them.