With the guidance of the friendly General Cabba, Broly and his little companions were led from the outskirts into the heart of Sadal City. To the pleasant surprise of Cheelai, it seemed as if Broly's social anxiety had temporarily subsided; he paid no visible heed to the curious looks of passerby along the sidewalk and in the busy streets, who took merely quick glances at his bulky figure or his eccentric waist-cloth before returning to their daily activities, if they did even that. Instead, the innocent Saiyan's mind was pre-occupied by the unfamiliar landscape of the metropolis. As the group trailed behind their leader Cabba, Broly would take frequent breaks to take in the scenery. He had zero frame of reference for the metal spires that towered over them, nor the hovering vehicles that were combing the sky in linear formations save for some extremely vague memories of King Vegeta's domain, warped by the decades that had passed since then. Even then, his royal palace couldn't have held a candle to the height of some of the office and commerical buildings whose exteriors were dotted with balconies and assortments of glass windows, nor did the plain white, cramped space pods compare to the hustling and bustling, multi-colored cars filled with all manner of people, Saiyan and non-Saiyan alike. Broly soon had the honor of being inside one of these vehicles, for after their walk had concluded, Cabba gestured him, Cheelai and Leemo to enter a bright yellow vehicle hovering just above the ground, a sign saying "TAXI" fastened at the top of its hood. Cabba took the seat right next to the gruff-looking, uniformed driver while the tourists he was guiding crammed themselves into the back. Broly took a window seat, peeking his head out of the window like a dog, watching the cars pass by as the hovering Taxi moved along to its destination. At one point they were stopped by a strange device that glowed various colors, with the red color making their car stop. Cheelai told Broly this machine was a "traffic light", but before she could elaborate, he heard a series of snickers from right beside their car. He swung his head to the side to see a bunch of aliens sitting in a long, luxurious red vehicle piloted by a Saiyan woman with long, red-dyed hair. They turned away from him before they began to whisper amongst themselves. Broly couldn't understand the language they were using to communicate with each other, but the driver of the taxi must have, for he rolled down his window and yelled at the delinquents to cut it out. Before any sort of escalation could occur, the traffic light turned green and the group sped off laughing. Their driver merely groaned before he let the car go forward too. Broly's mood was dampened despite not knowing what they had said, and he spent the rest of the ride in silence.
The strangers finally reached their destination. Cabba helped Broly and his friends out of the vehicle for them to be greeted by Sadal's spaceport. Cabba explained that he would help the aliens get some kind of housing as illegal immigrants: In typical fashion, most of his jargon flew over Broly's head, and it was up to Cheelai to explain the basics of the immigration process as Cabba guided them inside the crowded spaceport with billboards with unfamiliar logos and products strategically placed all over the establishment. Just then, however, a tremor ran through the building with an accompanying muffled boom. Most everyone inside began scanning the area only for their heads to turn towards the massive window at the front. Broly, Cheelai, Leemo and Cabba looked out too to see smoke rising from a nearby building. Cabba called down a few soldiers while he, the strangers and a few brave civilians stepped outside for a better look. The building itself was a modestly sized, brick-laden bank, the smoke rising from a gaping, flaming hole that had just been blown into the building's second floor. A few men in masks jumped and floated down from the hole down to the ground, each of them wielding either well-worn blasters or comically large bags of money. They piled into a large white van that had assumably been parked just minutes earlier since Broly's friends hadn't caught it, their bags being hastily thrown into the back. But right away something seemed strange. Despite not being able to see the men's facial expressions, Broly could sense that their movements were hasty in a panicky, worried way. In addition, the party also noticed the strange lack of concern in the faces of those inside and outside the spaceport, including Cabba, even as the criminals' vehicle began speeding towards them.
"Hey. Dude." Cheelai said to Cabba in a sarcastic tone while slightly elbowing him. "You're a general of the army, right? As in, you're supposed to be protecting the public from danger? Because if you haven't noticed, there's a bunch of masked men armed to the teeth and heading right towards us!"
"Oh, I know." the Saiyan General replied. "But I don't need to do anything. Help is already on the way."
"What the hell are you-"
Before Cheelai could even finish her sentence, a green flash of aura dropped down from the sky and touched down, leaving a small crater in the street where it came down and forcing the robbers to slam the brakes on their vehicle. As they came to a halt, the violent light subsided somewhat, giving a clear view at the one casting it. The woman that had taken the center of attention wore a bright blue, somewhat wrinkled shirt with a coat of arms resembling a lion on the back of it with accompanying dark blue pants, the golden badge buttoned on the front of her shirt reflecting and amplifying the light of her own Ki. But perhaps most striking of all about her besides her well-toned, muscular figure was her thick, bright green hair, which stood up and blew slightly to the side from the slight morning breeze.
"Where you guys off to?" Kale asked. The robbers were trembling, some of them already having jumped out of the vehicles in shcok. Meanwhile, the people looking on were cheering on their green-haired hero, with Broly showing similar infatuation and interest. Before the robbers could formulate an alibi, Kale teleported to the back of the van. She carefully, but loudly ripped off the metal back door from its hinges, ran inside and came back out with several bags of money slumped over her shoulder. The outlaws made no attempt to resist, simply kneeling and stretching their arms, allowing Kale to slip some handcuffs on them from out of her back pocket.
Cheelai was fairly impressed. "That's definitely Kale, alright. You didn't tell me she was a police officer!"
"Yeah," Cabba replied, "we actually recruited her for the military, but she decided she wasn't quite cut out for it after a recent mission we had. We'll definitely have to tell you about that one some time. Anyways, let's get down to business..."
"Hey, Kale!" Cabba said, waving the Saiyan girl's gaze over to him and the strange new people accompanying him. "There's someone who wants to see you!"
That noon was particularly crowded for the Greenhouse Eatery. Regarded as one of the most lucrative restaurants in Sadal City, its wooden interior and glass roof contained a variety of scents from their kitchen and from the tables at which all sorts of people sat at, looking through their menus and chowing down on their food and drink. Cabba, Kale, Broly, Cheelai and Leemo were all seated on the second floor at one of the blue-clothed VIP tables, a distinction which was easy to attain thanks to the two Universe 6 Saiyans' positions of prestige in their society. By this point, Kale had powered down to her slimmer base form with a black ponytail, leaving her as the amongst the shorter ones at the table in bit of an ironic twist. As they awaited to be served, she began the conversation with Broly, who sat immediately to the left of her, towering over her.
"So, you wanted me to train you, yes?"
"Yes." Broly replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Wha-what? Why? There's better people for you to train with. Haven't you tried doing it with Goku?"
"Kakarot can't really train me all that well. You see..."
Broly then briefly explained the story of his uncontrollable power and his unique Super Saiyan form.
"You can do that too? And you want me to teach you how to control it?"
Broly nodded.
"I mean, I could try, but I'm not really much of a teacher. To be honest, I'm not really sure how I controlled that power myself, and your case sounds especially bad. We could try training outside the city, but it's still not ideal. I'm really sorry, but if Goku gave up on training you, I doubt I could do anything."
Broly sighed heavily and looked back down at his still empty plate. Just then, another familiar voice interjected.
"Sorry ma'am, but I'm not buying that excuse." Cheelai asserted, now lifted up slightly with her hands on the table. "We didn't nearly get ourselves killed on some insane intergalactic quest just for our best friend to be ignored like that."
"Again, I'm sorry! I didn't see any of this coming, this was all just lopped on me."
"He's right, Cheelai." Leemo said with a hand on her shoulder. She sat back down with a grumpy expression.
Their meals were eventually served to them. Kale and Broly chomped down on large steaks noisily while Cheelai and Leemo had some drinks. Cabba quietly ate some salad.
"Y'know," Kale chimed in after finishing up her meal, "there is one thing we can try…"
An hour passed with the group back at the visitors' spaceship, just outside Sadal City in the middle of a grassy field. Leemo was inside getting things ready, and Cabba had already left off to tend to some work he had to do. This left Cheelai, Broly and Kale to talk amongst themselves outside the ship.
"So, you guys have Namekians in this Universe too?" Cheelai asked.
"Yup!" Kale replied. "I fought alongside one of them a while back. Well, they used to be two, but they had to fuse at one point to fight someone too strong for them. The remaining one's named Saonel. We haven't talked in a bit, but last time we met he said he was becoming a teacher."
"Ok, cool, but how is a Namekian gonna help Broly with his problem?" Leemo asked.
"Well, their warriors learn at energy control at an early age, and Saonel's by far the strongest of them. Besides, it's not like we got better options."
"Oh! I just remembered something. Be right back!"
Kale flared her aura and flew off into the distance, further away from the main city. Cheelai leaned on the side of the ship waiting for her while Broly paced back and forth. 10 minutes later, they were able to see Kale flying back towards them, now with someone else trailing behind her. The figure touched down, showing herself as a woman with long black hair, a pink top and baggy blue pants.
"Everyone, this is Caulifla! We're besties!" Kale exclaimed with a smile while holding the other woman's arm up high. The other merely gave a light smirk. She then walked up to Broly, looking up at the man who dwarfed her in size.
"Well well, you're a big guy, ain't you?" Caulifla said. "I have a feeling you're gonna be a bit harder to clobber than some others I've fought."
"Cut it out!" Cheelai told her. "Broly doesn't like to fight, and even if he did, you wouldn't hold a candle to him."
"And what about you, greenie? You look pretty wimpy to me."
"Now, I ain't no wimp! I would gladly die for my friends!"
"Yeah, sure, just be careful a slight gust of wind doesn't knock you over before that happens."
"Well, you're sure one for snide comments, aren't you? A head as hard as yours could probably take on a laser at poink-blank range."
There was dead air for a moment as the two women stared each other head-on with furious glances. Caulifla's face then turned into a smirk as she put her arm over Cheelai's shoulder and dragged her to her side.
"You're a pretty tough cookie for someone who looks like a B-movie background character. I honestly think we'll get along just fine."
Cheelai was just as confused as all the others, but she too smiled and returned a similar sentiment.
"I'm inclined to agree, you emaciated bimbo."
It was another busy day for Saonel. As the captain of the newly formed Namekian Martial Arts Academy, he had to take on many newfound responsibilities in addition to those of his brothers who had fused with him, including Pirina as of late. Already he was building a brand new arena that would be used for training and competition purposes. In spite of his natural strength, he had to take his work slowly and precisely as to not shatter any of the wooden planks that were to be used to form the stands. His work was rather quiet and especially lonely, seeing as the incomplete arena was being placed in the middle of the Namekian wilds, miles away from the closest village. This combined with the labor's monotony gave him brief moments where he could sense nearby creatures to practice focusing his energy sensing skills. Normally he would try to specifically target the smallest power levels of microscopic yet lightning-fast bugs or even plants, but in one instance as he attempted this training again he immediately felt a massive surge of energy, or rather multiple. As it inched closer, the brief air of tenseness dissipated, for he could distinguish one of the energy signatures as Kale's; already she felt stronger since the last time they had met. But there was something else there, too: Something unfamiliar. At the most superficial level, the energy felt similar to Kale's, but it was off: It felt uncontrolled, more wild and overbearing. This being eclipsed Garlic Jr., indeed, he hadn't felt anything quite at this level since his final minutes in the Tournament Power. Finally, looking up at the sky, he saw a pod-like spaceship floating above and towards the side of the arena. By squinting hard enough through its orange, orb-shaped windows, he could see Kale and Caulifla waving down at him. A large man in white armor was right behind her, waving to Saonel with a less broad smile and a more hesitant, shaky hand. The Namekian nodded back as he flew towards the landing sight.
Upon exiting the ship and touching down on Namek's soil, Kale and Caulifla introduced Broly and his friends from Universe 7 to Saonel and explained their purpose for having voyaged all the way to Universe 6.
"What I'm asking is, can you help me train Broly?" Kale finally asked to Saonel.
"Well," he began to say, "I do need some practice at being a good sensei. I suppose I could teach you both, yes. It'll be a good learning experience for me, too!"
"Count me in, too!" Caulifla said with her usual spunk. "I haven't given up on my dreams of Super Saiyan 3 quite yet! If that punk Goku ain't gonna come over and teach me it, I'll figure it out myself!"
With the Saiyans already eager for their training, this left Cheelai and Leemo as the odd men out.
"So, what are you guys gonna do?" Caulifla asked. "You're not fighting on our level anytime soon."
"Maybe we can't train to fight whatever comes next one-on-one," Leemo replied, "but I'm sure with some of the resources on this planet and with my own expertise we could manufacture some weapons that are more than capable of keeping up."
Broly and Kale were sat together across from each other in the center of the incomplete arena with Saonel watching over them from a few feet away. Both of them had changed their normal tops for blue vests resembling the one their Namekian teacher wore.
"So, what do you want us to do?" Kale asked their mentor for the day. In response, Saonel sat down with his legs crossed.
"Seeing as you and your partner have problems with anger, we shall begin with meditation."
Broly didn't really understand the significance of this exercise as Saonel showed him how to sit and stretch his arms properly to perform the meditation, nor did he understand when he copied the position and closed his eyes.
"Relax your breathing and your mind." he commanded in a softer voice. Kale gave it a go, slowing her breathing down and relaxing her entire body. She was doing ok, but something was preventing her from fully focusing. The distinct sound of rapid tapping was bothering her, and when she slightly winked her eye open, she saw Broly was tapping his leg against the pavement, otherwise maintaining the position correctly.
"You are too tense." Saonel told him, opening his eyes and getting Broly to stop. "Here, I will hold down your leg. Try again."
Broly and Kale meditated again, with the former having his leg pushed down to it wouldn't shake. Eventually, Saonel slowly lifted it back up, and it seemed like it was staying in place. Before long, however, Broly was shaking it again. Saonel remained patient, pushing the leg down over and over until the Saiyan got it right.
"Now that you are totally relaxed," Saonel continued, "I want both of you to transform into your lowest states while continuing your meditation."
Kale went first. Without opening her eyes or showing any signs of significant agitation, the air blew around and away from her for a brief moment before she transformed into a more normal Super Saiyan form, maintaining her lean figure but now with golden, spikier hair. The task had been simple for her, but for Broly it was a different story. Wind wildly whipped around him, and he squinted and grunted as he tried to power up. The familiar green aura began to hang around his body, and his hair stuck right up. His breathing became more labored, and his body shook as he tried to maintain his meditating position in spite of all the untameable energy surging through him. Finally, his hair fully stuck up and his eyes flapped open, revealing their now-golden hue. He was struggling a little bit as evidenced by his gritted teeth, but it seemed as if he had at least superficial control over his Great Ape strength. But before Saonel could congratulate him on his effort, Kale suddenly went wild. Her eyes turned gold too, and she emitted a loud scream as her power spiked. Saonel teleported behind her and restrained her as she wildly yelled and bit at the air like a deranged animal. Thankfully, this outburst was brief, for as quickly as she had entered this malicious state, she snapped out of it. While she crumbled on the ground panting and shuddering, Broly too powered down with a concerned look on his face.
"Wha-what just happened?" Kale asked, already seeming exasperated.
Saonel looked at her while still holding her, then back to Broly.
"That form you just used... That was a Great Ape-like form in your base state, correct?"
Broly nodded to him.
"It appeared as if when you transformed into that state, Kale transformed along with you."
"I thought that was impossible to do for Universe 6 Saiyans?" Broly asked.
"They weren't always like that. Many eons ago, they had tails and were able to become Great Apes just like the Universe 7 Saiyans were able to. They evolved past it after becoming a peaceful people, but it seems as if your form was able to re-awaken the strength of her ancestors within Kale."
"I used to think that I had some sort of understanding of her latent strength. Now I realize that we haven't even scratched the surface."