Chapter 3- "Blind"
"K-Kakarot?!?! He was your father?!?!?" Broly roared as he grabbed Gohan, "Where is he, half-Saiyan?!?! You can't hide forever!"
Gohan whimpered, "L-look, Broly. H-He's gone, he died a long time ago!"
Broly wouldn't take that answer from the brat, "..............Are you meaning to tell me that he's gone for good? How the hell should I function?!?!
"Why is killing my dad such a big deal to you?" asked Gohan, "What did he do?
Broly roared. He was so angry. How could this happen to him? He came all this way for nothing and treated like the moster he was in the process. He didn't know whether to find a new victim or to just give up and return to the universe and find another planet to take over. He was so frustrated as he isolated himself away from Gohan. He flew into a tree and just sat there trying to figure out why he had been so foolish.
"Foolishness!" Broly roared, "It's pure, foolishness! What am I going to do on this pathetic planet?!?!"
The sun began going down as Broly looked over at Gohan. He sat there waiting for the next move that Broly did but Broly didn't move, he just stared into oblivion or probably past oblivion. What was he going to do? If he had killed Goku, what would he have done in the future? Would he have found a new victim? Would he have enslaved the Earth and made the people on it slaves? What would he have done?
Gohan flew up next to Broly as he watched the sunset too. He wondered what Broly was thinking about. He always looked so emotionless unless it came to anger. Then it completely showed out. Gohan didn't mind it one bit but he was just afraid of the anger Broly possesed. He knew something was wrong but he couldn't figure it out.
He was too young to figure it out.
"Broly?" The legendary super Saiyan moved his head slightly, "Do you hate my father? Is that why you're always in a rage when you hear his name?"
"Yes, brat." Broly replied, "I have nothing left. He was what I lived for, I wanted to kill him."
Gohan was silenced. He was just too young to put the ideas together. He looked up at Broly who just watched the sunset in frustration and then Broly closed his eyes to think. Broly had a lot of thinking to do now that he was stuck in a hole where it was too hard to dig out. He was just so frustrated over the failure or not coming to the planet on time. That was his fault and that's how he would think for the rest of his stay on Earth. He did not come on time to kill Kakarot once and for all. He had failed.
Gohan sat on Broly's lap, "It's not all bad, Broly. You have me."
Broly growled slowly, "I don't feel better, Gohan. Face it, I failed and there is nothing for me to back to."
"Why? Earth is great, you could start over...."
"NO! I'm lower than scum, brat! How can I start over again?!?!." Gohan remained quiet as he saw the anger in the crazed Saiyan's eyes, "Exactly, you have no answer. So, what's next, brat?!?!"
Gohan sighed, "I'm too young, aren't I? To understand."
Broly turned away, "Well, yes. You are too young to really know what's going on. It should be that way."
Gohan smiled, "You still have me. We could......."
"I'm still FUCKING scum! There is no hope, brat! Everything you ever dreamed of is gone! Think of it as gone!"
Gohan lowered his head, it wasn't the truth but it seemed like Broly had just given up. Life had been nothing but suffering and pain to him. Everything he did was wrong. He costed so many lives, his power was too great, and he just wouldn't fit in wherever he went. He was an outcast to the Saiyan race and the inhabitants on Earth. Only few supported his suffering, the rest of the 98% were for killing and making him suffer.
It was just how it was for him.
Gohan moved closer, "Broly.....You're all I have. No one else can raise me, only you."
Broly stiffly moved his head, "Gohan...Listen, I don't think I have what it takes to be a father anyway....Seeing how my father dealt with me....It would be the same for you."
Gohan smiled, "It wouldn't be....It would be different. You would enjoy it."
Broly's anger surged, "Listen, Gohan! As much as you want this, I don't think it will work. Taking care of the enemies child....Why would I?!?!?"
Gohan still looked at the sunset, tears filled his eyes as he dropped from the tree and began to wail. Broly covered his ears. He hated when tears were shed. It was a sign of weakness and plus Broly had no reason to cry anyway. Broly flew down and hit Gohan as he screamed.
"You can sit there and scream, I don't have anything to do with you...."
Gohan ran to him and clinged to his red cloth, "P-Please.....B-Broly....I-I need you...."
Broly hit him again, "Get away from me, brat! I can't help you!"
Broly flew up into the tree and buried his head in his hands. Frustration came at a price for Broly and Gohan was still hollering and screaming. Broly did his best to ignore it and looked at the sunset. He just could see the failure and he would always remember it as being a failure, no matter what he did. He probably would've prevented the situation. No, he was too late. He failed again, like he did the other times.
He would now thrive on vengence and frustration. He wasn't ready to turn Gohan loose just yet.
That's chapter 3, please R&R.