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April 16th, Age 777

The rays from the midday sun shined down on a log cabin in the forest. It was a mile from the landing spot of the space pod. Inside it were three men, two were hunters, while one was unconscious. Steve and Dwight were trying to figure out who the mystery person was.

"Who is this guy?" Steve asked outside the door of the room the man slept in for the night.

"I don't know, he has no identification on him," Dwight replied.

"Military?"

"I have a cousin in the Royal Navy, they don't regularly send out soldiers in pods half-naked with no identification, and wearing gold jewelry."

"Rich daredevil?"

Dwight opened his mouth to dismiss that idea until he thought about it, "Maybe."

"Kakkarot," the man muttered in his sleep.

"All he keeps is asking for is carrots," muttered the taller hunter.

"We should really call in a ranger," Steve said while looking at the unconscious man.

"We need to wake this guy up and get some answers," Dwight walked off to another room. A minute later he walked back with a first-aid kit. He opened it up and looked through its contents until he found a small vial.

"What's that?" Asked the shorter hunter.

"Smelling salts," the taller hunter replied while he entered the room. He opened the vial and placed the opening under the unconscious man's nose. The ammonium carbonate did its work by entering the nostrils, causing them to flare. It only took moments for the solution to work, and the man's eyes shot open and sat up.

Both hunters expected the man to ask questions, such as where he was. Instead he looked past them, and focused his mind on all the ki signatures on the planet. He focused on one, a familiar one. When he found it, he yelled out, "KAKKAROT!"

He was engulfed in yellow ki, the explosion of so much power exploded outward demolishing the cabin. The familiar ki caught the attention of the Earth fighters.

On the Lookout, Piccolo sat among the plants deep in his meditation. Cilan didn't show up for his daily training, as the saiyan contacted him earlier saying that Bulma needed him at Capsule Corp. The namekian had grumbled once about the blue haired scientist interrupting their training. Cilan remarked that he could take up the issue with her. Piccolo decided to let it go, as he didn't really feel like starting an argument with her.

His mind was wandering the spiritual plane when Broly's ki flared. With eye's bulged out, he couldn't believe the insane saiyan was still alive. Dende was at his side when he stood up.

"Who… Who is that?" The young namekian asked startled at what he was sensing.

"Broly."

"That's Broly!?" The young guardian asked astonished. "So much evil."

"You don't know the half of it," Piccolo prepared to leave.

"Be careful Piccolo."

The older namekian gave Dende a single nod, and then took off.

Vegeta was training in Capsule #3 at 800 times gravity. He had made extensive use of the machine since confiscating it from Cilan. The prince smirked remembering the day he beat the younger saiyan for it. The training bots went unused as he was beyond their use.

He was in the middle of a series of kicks, when the insane saiyan's ki exploded in the distance. His face was in open shock as he looked in the direction of Broly.

'That's impossible,' he remembered the open fear he felt when he first saw the legendary's true power. Vegeta shook his then, reminding himself that was the old Vegeta, when he was weak, 'Can't let him win, too much to lose now.'

After shutting down the machine, he stepped out of the Capsule, only to find Trunks outside already in his battle gi.

"Dad!"

"I know," he replied while he searched for Bulma's weak ki; she was inside the Arkbird. "Is your mother going to be in that ship all day?"

His son nodded.

"Good, don't let her see you fly off," the last thing he needed was for her to show up at the battlefield. Trunks went to the front of building while Vegeta went quickly back into the compound for his armor. A minute later, the prince was in his armor ready for battle and took off with his son in the direction of Broly.

The residents of the Son home sat down for lunch. When the three saiyans were going on their fifth bowl of rice did they feel they power of Broly flare in the distance. All three dropped their chopsticks.

"That can't be Broly!" Gohan exclaimed to his father. Goku could only nod in astonishment.

"Dad, didn't he die on New Vegeta?" Goten asked.

"He was supposed to," the elder saiyan closed his eyes while he focused on Broly. "He's east of West City. Piccolo, Vegeta, and Trunks are already on their way to him."

Goku opened his eyes and looked back at both his sons, "You two get changed and head for the others, they'll need the backup."

"What about you, dad?" The older brother asked.

"I'm going to pick up Cilan."

Gohan raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"He's been training consistently since he first arrived. His mental powers might help us," Goku smiled. "Besides, he'll show up anyway."

Gohan nodded and turned away to go to his room for his Saiyaman watch. Goten followed to get his gi. Goku already was dressed in his own gi, so he placed two fingers on his forehead and was about to leave. It was then he caught sight of his wife glaring at him; his face fell, ready for her to yell at him. Chi Chi had her arms crossed and glared at him for several moments. Her face softened and simply said, "Come back in one piece, ok?"

Goku nodded solemnly, and disappeared.

Cilan was flying to his apartment. He was coming back from the mountains after trying to train in the morning. The ex-soldier lied to Piccolo about having to work with Bulma today; he just wanted to be alone. After putting Kei to bed the night before, he couldn't sleep as he was having dreams of his own about the redhead. Her confession about wanting the saiyan to never leave her played on his mind too much. Knowing it was pointless to try and sleep again; he showered early in the morning and went off to the nearest mountain range to train his body and mind.

He had to return home early as he missed breakfast and his stomach made too much noise to ignore it. The saiyan landed on the balcony of his apartment and entered in the living room. He felt Kei's ki on his way back, so he put on his normal glowering face and suppressed his emotions. Cilan still believed that Kei was asleep and didn't feel the kiss, so he'd pretend nothing happened.

Upon entering the kitchen he found Kei sitting at the table drinking iced tea and reading a magazine.

"Good morning Cilan," she greeted coolly.

"Morning," he returned gruffly as he stuck his head in the fridge. Kei watched him, debating with herself if she should confront him about last night. Cilan sat at the table with a tray of left over lasagna and a glass of iced tea. He dug in, and Kei pretended to be reading her magazine. When he finished off the dish and began to drink the flavored beverage, she looked at him in the eye, "Why didn't you kiss me on the lips?"

Cilan nearly spat out the tea, after swallowing it down he looked at her surprised. "What?"

"Last night, you kissed me on the forehead, when you really wanted to kiss me on the lips."

"Weren't you asleep?" Cilan didn't bother denying.

"I was, but I woke up when I felt your hand on my face. I also felt your breath on my face, and you hesitated before you kissed my forehead."

He looked down at his hands as they sat on the table, trying to come up with a good excuse, it was then Kei placed a hand on his. He looked up to her open face, "Please drop your mask and be honest with me."

Cilan looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "Mask?"

"The one where you want people to think you have a heart of stone."

He pulled his hands away from her before crossing his arms, "What do you want from me Kei?"

She frowned at him as he withdrew from her, "I want you to be honest with me. I like you Cilan, and I know you feel something for me, but you're pretending you don't."

Cilan tried to ignore how his heart felt when she confessed her feelings, and tried to let her down gently, "I…"

"Please be honest," she interrupted him. "I'm your friend."

He looked at her for a few moments, debating himself what to tell her. When he was finally going to tell her, he felt the strange ki in the distance. Forgetting about their conversation, he concentrated on the mysterious power.

Kei had waited patiently for his answer, and grew impatient when she saw his attention diverted, "Cilan?"

He looked back at her, "Something's wrong, there's an unknown power far away from here."

She looked at him in disbelief, "I can't believe you're lying to me instead of telling me the truth."

"I'm not lying," he was trying not to get angry at being believed. That was when he felt Vegeta and Trunks ki flying off in the direction of the unknown power.

Right before Kei could respond, Goku had shown up in the kitchen. He felt the tension between the two, "Should I come back later?"

Cilan looked at the elder saiyan, "What's going on? Who does that ki belong to?"

"Broly."

"What!?" Cilan's face was in open shock as if he heard the sun was about to blow up. "I thought he was dead."

"We don't know how he survived, but he's here. We might need your help, you ready to come along?"

Cilan's nodded before he looked back at Kei, "I need to go. We'll talk later."

Kei was starting to worry about the possible danger he was running off to, but nodded once, "Ok."

He returned the nod and pressed the button on his watch to change from his civilian clothes to his combat suit. Once he checked he had all his gear, he placed a hand on Goku's shoulder. Giving her one last look, they both disappeared in a flash, leaving Kei alone in the kitchen.

Vegeta was in his Super Saiyan 2 form and slugging it out with Broly in the air. Piccolo was on the ground, bruised and battered; Trunks was at his side.

"Still call yourself the prince of all saiyan's, scum?" Broly taunted as he moved out of the way of a flying kick. He was still in the first super form and easily keeping pace with the older saiyan.

"You still a raging psychopath?" Vegeta retorted while ducking a clothesline.

"Admit it weakling, I should be the true ruler of all the saiyan's," Broly launched a hailstorm of green ki balls.

"The saiyan's are a dead race, we're all that's left," Vegeta dodged the energy attack as best as he could.

"After I destroy you and Kakkarot, and blow away this dirtball, I'll be the only one left and I will show the universe the true terror of a Saiyan."

"Like I'll let you live past today," Vegeta snorted before he disappeared. He reappeared above Broly with his left arm outstretched. His palm collected blue ki into a sphere, and then he yelled out, "Big Bang Attack!"

The ki ball launched from his hand and flew towards Broly, when it impacted a massive explosion erupted from it, lighting up the entire area. The light lasted for a few moments, and once it died down it left behind a mushroom cloud.

Before the saiyan prince could even smirk in victory, a laugh was heard, "That's the best you can do?"

Broly continued laughing and the black cloud was blown away by his massive ki. Vegeta was about fire another when Goku and Cilan showed up.

Upon seeing him, Broly's ki flared and charged at him, "KAKKAROT!"

Goku transformed immediately to his second Super Saiyan form and dodged Broly's fists, while managing to deliver a kick into his sides. It didn't faze him and swung a backhand at Goku, who managed to block it. Broly then fired off dozens of ki balls at him. Goku canceled them out with his own ki attack. Both saiyans continued matching each other.

Cilan was watching the battle a distance away. He wanted to help out, but Goku wouldn't want him to interfere. It also was surprising to see his father was still alive, he wondered if he could stop him and try and reason with him. The ex-soldier shook his head, remembering the destruction Broly left on the southern galaxy.

Gohan and Goten showed up just then; the younger brother went to the ground where Piccolo and Trunks was. The older brother powered up and went straight for Broly. Gohan blindsided him with a fierce punch to the side of his face, sending Broly away. Turning to Goku, "Dad, I'll handle him."

Instead of being in his Saiyaman suit, Gohan instead wore the orange gi that Kibito made for him years back. He regarded Broly with a smirk on his face, "It's been a long time since our last fight."

Broly stood there glaring at Gohan, his anger boiling that the younger saiyan dared to be to stronger than him. He threw his head back and screamed at the top of his lungs as a yellow ki flared around him. The skies darkened and the area shook from the power. When things quieted down, Broly was twice his size and he was surrounded by an eerie green aura of ki and his eyes were completely white.

Gohan didn't waste time; he powered up further and flew at Broly. His fist again connected with the legendary's face, but Broly only grunted before sending his own fist into Gohan's sides. It hurt, but the younger saiyan rode through it before he used his right leg to kick at Broly's head. That was blocked before Broly grabbed it, and then swung Gohan away. He followed that up by firing numerous ki balls after him. Gohan righted himself and fired twin blasts to cancel out the attack.

Both saiyans flew at each other, their fists drawn. When they collided their punches sounded like boulders crashing against each other. This went on for several minutes; they were evenly matched with the other. Gohan kept pushing his powers further, as Broly's power was slowly increasing.

While they were trying to one-up the other Goku and Vegeta were off to the side watching the fight.

"I don't get it. Gohan was able to dominate Buu, but he's barely matched with that psycho," Vegeta grumbled with his arms crossed.

"He hasn't trained much since Buu was defeated," Goku admitted. "He's been studying all this time."

Vegeta snorted, "What a surprise. Have you been slacking off too?"

"No, I still train daily," Goku turned to him. "What are you thinking?"

"At the rate this is going Gohan will be overwhelmed. You'll need to go to level 3 to defeat Broly. Can you still transform to that state?"

"I haven't done it in a while, but I still can. I just need some time to focus my ki."

"How much time do you need?" Cilan asked as he stood behind both men.

They turned to him in shock that he had gotten behind them without notice. Vegeta was not pleased, "How long have you been there?"

"Long enough," Cilan faced Goku. "How much?"

"5 minutes at most," he scratched the back of his head.

Cilan nodded, "I'll buy you time."

"But he's too strong for you," Goku was trying to reason with the ex-soldier.

Had he had his mask off, Cilan would have smirked, "I'll just distract him for a bit."

Drawing his beam sword, the young saiyan transformed into his super mode and jumped into the fray. Broly was too busy fighting with Gohan to notice the new attacker. When Cilan swung the sword, Broly barely had time to move out of the way of it.

Broly kicked him hard in the chest that sent him away. Cilan grunted while suppressing the pain that he felt. Clamping down on the soreness, he faced Broly again and charged at him, one hand firing ki blasts, while holding his sword high to swing again.

The blasts were easily dodged and Broly moved out of the way of the incoming slash attack and was preparing another kick. Instead Cilan anticipated that, and pushed himself away at the last moment out of the kick's range. That angered the legendary and chased after the ex-soldier.

'What are you doing Cilan?' Gohan mentally asked.

Cilan jumped over an oncoming clothesline before replying, 'Buying your dad time to go to level 3.'

'I can handle Broly on my own.'

'You could barely fight him,' Cilan retorted as tried to parry a punch.

'You're not doing any better.'

'I'm just distracting him. Take a minute to recuperate and you can fight him again.'

Gohan thought it over, 'Ok.'

On the ground, Piccolo finally was able to get on his feet. Shaking his head from the concussions he suffered he looked up and saw the battle going on.

"How long was I out?" Piccolo asked to both the saiyan children.

"We just got here a few minutes ago," Trunks replied.

"Big brother and Cilan is fighting that Broly guy," Goten added in.

The namekian contemplated for a moment before looking down at the kids, "Both you go to Korin Tower to see if they have any senzu's. We're going to need them."

"What!?" Both kids yelled in unison.

"You heard me."

"Why are sending us away?" Trunks scowled at the namekian.

"We want to help!" Goten balled his fists.

"You'll only get in the way," Piccolo retorted.

"Not if we fuse," Trunks countered.

The namekian shook his head, "Still wouldn't be enough. He'll tear you apart in seconds. Now go."

Both saiyan children wanted to argue further, but Piccolo's face told them it was futile. Dejected, Goten and Trunks took off and headed for Korin Tower. After they left, Piccolo flew towards Goku and Vegeta, already figuring what was going on.

"I'm guessing Goku's our ace in the hole?" Piccolo found Goku with his arms stretched out and his eyes closed, while Vegeta was watching the fight.

The saiyan prince didn't bother glancing at him, "As usual."

Both remained silent as they watched Gohan take over the fight again.

"Cilan's not strong enough to fight that psycho but he's been able to evade him," Vegeta remarked.

"He's using his mental powers," Piccolo watched Cilan as he stood off to the side in the air waiting to jump back in.

"How much longer, Kakkarot?" Vegeta asked, as he sensed that Broly was near matching Gohan.

Goku didn't open his eyes, "Just a minute more."

Gohan was at his max and connecting his fists and feet with the legendary, but it was becoming apparent to him that they were doing less and less damage to Broly. On the other hand, the punches and kicks that Gohan was blocking were increasingly more powerful. He was about to break off and let Cilan take over again, when a right hook came out of nowhere and hit him cleanly in the jaw.

The impact felt like it loosened some teeth and drew blood from his lips. Broly followed it up by delivering another punch to Gohan's face, and was about to blast him at point blank, when a black knife plunged into his back.

Crying out in pain, Broly pulled the knife out and looked in the direction when it came from. He found Cilan with his palm out motioning for the insane saiyan to attack him. Broly tossed the bloody knife away and scowled at the black-clad figure before charging at him. Cilan fired a ki attack, but it was easily deflected away. The ex-soldier tried dodging again, but found that even with his ki and telekinetic powers; he was now barely able to evade the legendary.

Trying a different tactic, he stopped a few yards away from him and charged another ki attack with one palm, while activating his beam sword behind his back. Broly charged at him at full force, when he was a four feet from him, Cilan launched the attack and swung his sword forward. It was deflected as he expected, but the beam sword didn't cut Broly as he had planned. The beam sword was stopped by a ki barrier that surrounded the legendary; all it did was fizzle against the raw energy.

"Oh fuck," Cilan muttered before his hand wrist was grabbed in a vise like grip by Broly. He twisted the ex-soldiers hand until he dropped the beam sword. Cilan's free hand began to punch at Broly's face, but it felt like he was hitting pure granite. Broly didn't seem fazed at all by the punches and grabbed the other saiyan by the neck.

He said nothing as he let go of Cilan's arm and ripped away his mask and balaclava, which he then crushed in his palm and threw away.

"Annoying little bug," Broly muttered not recognizing Cilan.

"Better than a hulked out lunatic," Cilan gasped out, trying to pry the fingers from around his neck. Broly didn't laugh or smirk, but did slam his fist into the ex-soldier's gut. It felt like being hit by a pair of semi-trucks. After being let out of Broly's grip, Cilan keeled over in pain, before he dropped out of his super mode. It felt as if one or two of ribs were cracked.

The legendary saiyan smashed his fists into Cilan's back with enough force to hurl him into the ground below. He powered up a ki blast and sent it to trail along the ex-soldier; however a second blast intercepted it and canceled it out.

Gohan had fired the blast and charged at Broly again. The young saiyan launched various punches and kicks at Broly, but to his horror they were being easily dodged, much like their first fight ten years earlier. After throwing a right cross, which was easily dodged, Broly grabbed his arm, and slammed his other fist into Gohan's face several times.

Like Cilan, Gohan tried to pry himself out of the grip but couldn't, instead he delivered body shots with his free arm but had no effect. Broly then powered up a ki blast and placed it in front of the younger saiyans face. Just as he was about to unleash it, an attack was cried out.

"Makankosappo!" Piccolo yelled out as he his fired out two yellow and purple ki beams, one going straight while the other coiled around it.

Broly tossed Gohan away, and disappeared before the beam could hit him. He reappeared and charged for Piccolo. Unfortunately for the namekian he used nearly all of his ki for that attack, and tried to move out of the way, though knowing the futility of it.

As the legendary was about to reach Piccolo, Goku finally was able to focus his ki and began his transformation. The planet shook as his frame got bulkier, and his golden hair began to grow. When it was done, Goku stood in the air his golden ki glowing, and lightning crackling around him, while his long golden hair had grown past his shoulders.

While the Super Saiyan 3 form scared Babidi and fascinated Majin Buu, all it did for Broly was boil him in rage. Seeing the one that had tormented since the day of his birth, grow even stronger just made him see red. Broly's body was consumed by his green ki and yelled out, "KAKKAROT!" And charged at Goku like a raging bull.

Goku disappeared and then reappeared behind the other saiyan to deliver a kick into his back. Broly tumbled in the air for a moment before he righted himself and charged at the Goku again. When he tried a clothesline on him, Goku ducked and slammed a fist into Broly's kidneys. That made the legendary grunt as he felt the pain, and that just made him want to kill Goku more.

Goku's face remained stony, but inside he felt some excitement at finally being able to fight to his limits again. He hadn't felt that way since fighting Majin Buu years before. However, a part told him this wasn't a game and the planet was at stake. Not wasting time in letting Broly take the initiative, Goku flew at him and began to unleash a torrent of punches and kicks.

Cilan's body lay motionless in the ground, not stirring. After a moment his eyes opened and he stood up from the crater. He wasn't sure how long he was out for, but he looked up into the sky and saw Goku and Broly fighting. Both were in their ultimate forms, and trading punches and kicks. When he tried to power up and join the fight, was when he realized something was wrong; he couldn't raise his ki.

He looked at his hands in puzzlement, before he looked around for his beam sword as he wasn't carrying it. When he looked back at the crater he found out what was wrong. His body still lay there, he hadn't woken up.

"Am I dead?" He wondered to himself aloud.

"Not yet," an ominous voice called out to him.

"Who said that?" Cilan looked around trying to locate the source of the voice.

"That's not important," the mysterious voice called out to him again. "What's important right now is dealing with your father."

"Father," Cilan looked at the fight again. "Goku can beat him."

"Can he? Even at Super Saiyan 3, he's just edging him out. While Broly's ki is getting stronger the longer the fight continues. Pretty soon Goku won't be a match for him."

"A fusion between Goku and Vegeta can defeat him."

"Maybe, but even then it might not be enough."

Cilan again tried looking for the voice, "So what then? Just give up?"

"No, there is one person that can defeat Broly."

"Who?"

"You."

"Me?" Cilan's voice dripped in disbelief. "He just clobbered me."

"Don't sell yourself short. You have the potential to beat him. You're his son, so whatever powers he posses, you have yourself."

"If that were true, why haven't I been able to use them?"

"But you have. You've tapped into that power twice, when you experienced unbridled rage."

"When?"

"The day your mother died, and you killed all those pirates. The second time when you sought vengeance against Milla's killer."

The ex-soldier contemplated that, "So I have to get angry again?"

"That won't be enough now. To defeat your father, you will need to let all that rage of yours consume you whole, to fully release your power."

"Won't that make me just as insane as Broly?"

"No. His insanity comes not from the power, but how his mind is wired. You're brain is different; it can control that power and use it effectively. If you were as insane as he was, you wouldn't be here right now."

Cilan still couldn't believe that, "I'm not so sure."

"You have only two options. Say no, then Broly will get the upper hand and will kill you and everyone on the planet; including the people you most care about, like Kei."

His eyes widened at her name, "Kei..."

"You can lie to the others all you want, but we both know that deep down you care a lot for her. You couldn't save your mother or Milla, but you can save Kei."

The ex-soldier couldn't say anything to that. So the dark voice continued, "If you say yes, you'll finally be able to put away Broly once and for all."

Cilan stood silent weighing his options. It was then that a blast of light emanated from the place Broly and Goku fought. It appeared that Goku had canceled out a ki attack with a Kamehameha.

"You better make your decision quickly; you don't have much time left."

After a few moments he came to the only decision he could make, "What would I need to do?"

"You'll feel your entire body consumed with energy, don't fight it."

"There's one thing I want to know," Cilan looked into the sky.

"What is it?"

"Who are you?"

"Me?" The voice spoke from behind him, "Let's just say that I'm your only true friend now."

Cilan turned around to face the source and was stunned at what he saw. It was himself, but instead of the black combat suit he was wearing, or the civilian clothes he normally wore, he was shirtless and wearing white flowing pants surrounded by a red sash. The disturbing part was that his eyes were completely white with no irises.

"I'm you."

Before Cilan could respond everything exploded in a white light.

To be continued.