"C-Commander Sorbet, it's-!"
"I know, I know," The portly diminutive creature replied. An obtuse black nose fixated over pudgy blue skin with bulbous eyes fixated with a single emerald lens Scouter over his left brow waddled down a dark corridor. Dressed in a simplistic Battle Jacket modified with a regal skirt and cape of crimson to flow around his midget figure, he let out an annoyed huff in the dark absence. Over the comm of his communication device was his wiry bodied right hand man, Tagoma, one of the two best warriors he had on hand and bearing a sound of reserved alarm he barely kept behind the fear racking him. "That damn Saiyan! I thought Lord Freeza wiped them out years ago! Or his brother Cooler! What went wrong that we didn't track this down?!"
"My apologies, Commander, but ever since their deaths were more or less let loose over the army we haven't had a clue who was responsible. Someone within our ranks was most likely leaking the feed and let everybody know, imbuing panic. Our numbers dwindle without the aid of the Ginyu Force or Freeza's Clan and now we're greeted by a warship occupied by a Saiyan commander with a SUPER SAIYAN no less."
"Whether there's anything Super about this Saiyan he brags about is to be seen," Sorbet replied as he trotted downward the hall. Reaching a particular mechanical door with intricate locks -more suitable for a vault- it permeated vapors of super cooled atmosphere. Chattering his teeth, he raised his ring-adorned hand and projected a coded beam of light towards the frosted sensor. Once it blinked several times with confirmation, he chuckled to himself as the door's locks began to unwind. "Not after I reveal Lord Freeza's son!"
Opening up in circular motions, an ominous thrum of chilling air swathed over the shrimp leader of Freeza's Army. Chattering his teeth he waddled forward hastily, hearing his feet crack the long since frozen padded flooring. While there was many unused incubator pods that were now abandoned at the clan's behest to use it for their own whims, one remained active and still in use.
Propped up on a dish shaped pedestal, an oblong shaped block of ice sat upon it. Mist continued to ebb from the machine's vents, ensuring that continuous cooling remained to keep the subject under stasis. A small figure looked curled into the fetal position, a dark shadow within a light-less frozen prison. Even as he slept, Sorbet picked up no distinctive Ki coming from it; almost as if he was dead.
Swallowing hard he began to type in the release command he was told, just as the other commanders, in the event that Cold's children or himself were killed. Freeza's child was dormant for now but once the defrosting process began, he could see a stir within. As more cold vapor continued to hiss into the air, muddying his gaze, he noticed his scouter began to blink radically.
"One Million...Five Million...Fifteen Million," He muttered out in between his teeth chattering, his brow already becoming frosted from the sweat permeating his brow.
A cacophony of webbed cracks with a deep rumble as the cradle of heat deprived moisture. Even as his scouter began to spark with haphazard sensation, blinking in and out with static as it read the energies rising within, he swore he saw the figure within move. Arms unfurled, a tail swished, legs pushing out while a pair of menacing red eyes shined from the silhouette. It was then that the portly leader felt something far more imposing than any reading that modern instruments could analyze.
Blood lust.
The whole world was swallowed into blackness, air was hard to intake even as the ice hissed out with potent steam that radically countered the chamber's atmosphere. The heat made him barely able to breathe as he heard three pronged toes crack the reinforced flooring. Looking up, he'd witness the son of Freeza in all of his frightening splendor.
Crystal blue chitin encrusted over his pale cranium in a straight line just a handful above his hairless brow. A pair of crimson claw marks were made around where a Saiyan's temples ordinarily be, just above his conical shaped ears. A mottled grey complexion of his skin was shown over his arms, neck, abdomen down to the top of his shins and his exposed triad of toes along with his hands. Similar opaqued blue pauldron embroidered with circular claw marks of red on his armored pectorals, akin to those that wrapped around his ankles up his calves. Tear marks of purple lied below of his red eyes dipped in a sea of black that was his sclera. Dark lips pulled into a smile as he saw his first sentient life form in ages.
"L-Lord Ize-" Sorbet began to cow, humbly asserting himself as the lesser of the two immediately. In a prostrate stance he began to mumble out almost incoherently. "I humbly beg you for y-your a-assistance for the plight that t-t-threatens th-this world-!"
"Blood."
He seized as he heard that one world, uttered in a graveled voice more akin to a knife grinding against glass. Looking up with a paled expression he saw an almost uncanny look of hunger in the spawn of Freeza's eyes. Something that made him rooted in fear of what he was intending to do.
"M-Milord?"
"I need blood," Ize uttered, his look of desperate hunger transforming into a decadent wide grin as his hand soon wrapped around the dwarf shaped creature's neck. Raising him up to be eye level, his violet colored tongue dragged across his lips. A manic cackle sounded as he pulled one arm back and then thrust it deep into the man's chest, shrieking out with dilated pupils as he heard the gurgled last breaths of the commander. "GIVE ME YOURS!"
Chapter 5 - The Ize King
Paragus saw nothing but his future unfolding before his gaze.
With a respirator wrapped around his face, he and Gine flew out with Broly from their now orbiting ship. Any semblance of a defense was eradicated now orange glows of burning debris that circled around the icy rings that flowed around the glittering gem of a planet in this solar system. From the myriad of blue dyed mountain terrain to the alabaster fields of snow covered ice that was occasionally blotted out by storm clouds that swept across the bitter climate of Arcos. In a single gesture of his own accord, not even by his doll-like child's, he annihilated their interception fleet and orbiting stations.
Thankfully Gine had maintained a tether to his son so he wouldn't have to worry about his basest instincts being aroused by the vista of violence. For now he was exactly as he needed him to be; a last resort. Such a trump card shouldn't be used lightly but only lauded as extra bargaining position. He did, after all, intend of keeping the planet spared so he could use it as his headquarters in the ongoing quest of vengeance against Vegeta's spawn, the crown prince.
"One plan at a time. One plan at a time," Paragus thought with a barely contained smile of anticipation. Adjusting the Scouter arranged over his working eye, he communicated with a stern tone through his respirator's comm. "I've singlehandedly curbed your best forces, soldier. Has your leader no balls to come and face me himself? Or are there none to match my mettle, let alone my son's legendary wrath?"
Tagoma paused on the line. Hearing the Saiyan was almost as terrifying as witnessing hundreds of soldiers in advanced cruisers and fighters get decimated by a single man. The fact he boasted his son was something out of a myth and even stronger than himself made him quiver, though he'd never show it.
But his constant reminders to his commander did little to speed up the process.
"Thawing any of the Frost Demons normally takes a standard day, given their combat power isn't anything to be desired compared to races like the Saiyans. But for Cold's offspring, it only ever took his firstborn son half a day to crack open from the chrysalis chamber. Freeza whom had remained silent for years awoke in a mere hour. Given the decades that Lord Ize has slumbered, who knows how long it could take," Tagoma comprehended while not giving into the demands of this interstellar terrorist.
A shimmer of movement and he looked to his left, seeing his gruff yet cool headed associate, Shisami. The bull horned sharp eared associate with a tomato complexion save for the black around his rotund nose gave him a distinct appearance over his burly figure, a force to be reckoned. Apart from the Ginyu Force, Fleet Commander Shisami was a legend for his combat prowess and ruthless attrition. He inspired loyalty through diving head first into the fray, expecting his men to follow suit when it came to it. With unique black and green fatigued armor with a blue center piece along the solar plexus. His lower abdomen was revealed with small elastic loin covering with his thighs down to his upper calves exposed till blue-green boots akin to the same shading of white bands wrapped around his wrists.
"I barely escaped from that massacre," He snarled, sporting some apparent bleeding injuries from the side of his head to upper torso possessing shrapnel damage. "That raving Saiyan is strong; strong enough to contend with Lord Freeza to be sure. I've never seen such ruthless power that could tear apart orbital stations and an entire fleet within seconds!"
"I fear our only alternative is to wait for Sorbet to awaken our departed sire's son."
"How long ago was that?"
"Not long. He doesn't delay when an emergency such as this calls for it."
"Tch! The fact we have to rely on monsters such as their kin just speaks of how useless we really are!" Shisami hissed as he clenched an open wound on his chest, grimacing with the pain he was feeling. "Damn! If only I were stronger-!"
Tagoma had considered consoling his comrade but was rudely interrupted. The channel he left open for Sorbet's line was cut, following a sudden influx of energy units rising heavily. When the power level sporadically reached beyond expectations, his device exploded off the side of his face; simultaneously as a black hued explosion darkened the vista behind them.
"What now?!" Shisami growled aloud, turning to witness a figure instantly appear before the pair.
"Lord Ize," Tagoma gasped, suddenly greeted with the sight of a Arcosian who could only be his late superior's child. Taking a knee just as Shisami begrudgingly did as well it occurred to him he must have approached them when he noticed their presence. Barely looking up he noticed that blood stained his right arm, lightly splattering his skin and chitin surface. The sight of the Scouter that belonged to Sorbet made him cringe, realizing that he was killed upon awakening him. "H-How do you feel?"
"Anxious; hungry," He sighed, rolling his neck side to side to produce a series of pops from a neck long since not used for movement. With his arms and legs doing the same, his tail whipped the surface of the building, eradicating the structure and reducing the cityscape below into a crater with a billowing blast of pressure. The pair were sent reeling back but remained upright, watching him chuckle dryly. "I'm sorry. Did I startle you? It's been so long since I've moved since father put me to sleep that I'm having a hard time controlling myself. That fat oaf barely made a tasty meal so I hope that there's a reason I've been disturbed, other than my family has met an untimely end?"
"W-We are under siege by a powerful group of Saiyans, milord," Shisami interceded, twitching at the unnerving sense of hot blood lust coming from their awakened superior. "They've decimated our fleet and interception forces. Any further resistance will result in the destruction of your home world and what men we have on base here."
"Saiyans? Why does that name sound familiar?"
"They were a race of battle ready warriors who grew in power every fierce fight they survived. Able to transform into giant simian creatures that multiplied their power by ten times should they absorb the power of a planet's full moon they were rumored to possess an even greater legendary power known as a Super Saiyan. Your father attempted to eradicate them not out of fear of the legend but out of a rebellion of transformed Oozarus but...the legend turned out to be more than mere fantasy," Tagoma debriefed him, doing his best to retain his composure as the unsettling presence of Freeza's spawn looked at them with hunger and impatience.
Then, several seconds of silence followed with a deep throated chuckle. The Frost Demon's eyes dilated as he raised his hands with pure delight.
"I see," The Frost Demon acknowledged with a decadently wide grin. "Super Saiyan. Sounds ripe and full of hot blood. If such a force has done in my family it should be a true wake-up workout to face such a monster.
"Yes! YES!" He bellowed out wildly, his aura a pitch black with deep red outline bubbled out, releasing an intense heat that both subordinates felt push them back from its sheer force. Looking up at the signatures his Scouter recognized, Ize yelled back as his energy shook the continent just below his air treading feet. "I ACCEPT THIS CHALLENGE! BRING FORTH THIS SUPER SAIYAN TO ME!"
Gine felt a sense of apprehension when they finally fixed their eyes upon the one who succeeded Freeza. While possessing a similar shape his appearance was drastically different along with a different mindset. To her the insanity hid an urgent blood lust that desperately wanted to be quenched. Unconsciously she reached out to grasp Broly's still hand, a fear for the man's safety felt in herself.
"I shouldn't cower. This is my plan; the only thing to mend Paragus' pride," She reasserted herself as she willed herself not to move back but to descend with the mind-tethered legend. Taking a glance at Paragus, the man who returned back into his confident stoic expression devoid of his power crazed disposition he had minutes before. He took this seriously and his brilliant mind returned to its razor sharp precision. Turning to look at Ize as their feet touched down on the ruined landscape in the frozen tundra field, she didn't feel the cold thanks to her Ki and knew that it was merely an aesthetic that painted their dark silhouetted enemy from afar. "We will win."
Lord Ize didn't waste any time.
Shimmering swiftly to appear in front of Paragus, the Frost Demon looked up from his diminutive height up at the seasoned warrior with a deranged grin. The two stared off as the feeling of suspense continued to rise for the Saiyaness. Finally, their target spoke, his voice grating on the ears and producing chills down her spine.
"Are you the Super Saiyan?" The last of Freeza's Clan inquired.
"No-"
"Then get lost," He cut him off, turning his gaze to look at Gine. Even as she kept her cool she could tell she was being gauged not from the bleeping Scouter, but through his own blood red eyes. Looking farther up at the slender muscular form of Broly, his smile deepened as he made his conclusion. "If not these two, I know for a fact you're the one. What's your name?"
"His name is-"
Before Paragus could finish speaking he'd feel a wallop of pain whip across his chest, sending him flying back across the frosted wasteland. In the cloud of snow and dust that was kicked up, Ize's tail cracked against the earth, complementing his sneer as his arms crossed over his chest, "I'm not speaking to you, worm. I want to speak to the murderer of my family and pay him back with equal amount."
"Paragus was just sent flying faster than he could react," Gine realized, eyes dilating at the effortless gesture the Frost Demon showcased. She knew that this threat couldn't be taken lightly. With a swerve of her arm, the bracelet glowed and blinked Broly's jewelry. "Broly! Attack!"
While the mannerisms may have been robotic, the training instilled into the tall warrior maneuvered in anything but telegraphed. A flash of lime followed with blistering wind of hurricane proportions released as the Saiyan crashed his fist against the target. Gine managed to deflect the kickback of the puppeted man's attack, arms crossed over her face while her cape flapped wildly behind her. As the wind died down and the light dimmed, her eyes fixed upon the sight as her throat grew parched.
The image of Ize's hand catching Broly's fist, embroiled in his own bleak energy that clashed with the emerald aura of the Saiyan's.
"Interesting. Do you not think for yourself, Super Saiyan?" The Awakened King of Arcos asked with a gleam of blood thirst in his eyes. The lifelessness in his foe's eyes and the emotionless showcase over his visage just made him a bit more unpredictable. His grin returned as he yanked the arm of the Saiyan forward, rising up with a leaping knee kick that landed against the deflecting arm that swung protectively in front of his face.
"At least your reflexes are still keen. But, mindless or not," he continued, smashing his fists upon either side of Broly's temples with a painful impact. Following it he grappled his mane and flipped backwards, yanking the hair so he'd drag his opponent head over heels to slam into the earth with frost soil flying up. Even as saliva ejected from the warm-blooded enemy's mouth he released a Kiai with a tail swipe, sending him torpedoing into the more habitable standing urban parts of the city in his gaze; one filled with only the hunger of battle and blood. "I will strip the flesh off your bones and drink your blood, claiming my rightful place as the Apex of all the Universe!"
Gine realized that the Arcosian Overlord had yet to notice that Broly hadn't transformed. Either he was misinformed as to what a Super Saiyan was or he was drawing only on assumptions due to lack of recordings of the fights with Vegeta being the one accused for the deaths of his Clan. Using this to her advantage is crucial for victory.
Balling her fist, she watched Broly return like a comet of green, surprising Ize with a cross-armed crash straight into the shorter being's body. His tri-toed feet dug into the ground and was driven into a trench of resistance, his tail thrashing behind him as both of his hands held back the charging Saiyan. As his aura of red outlined black generated more force, he smiled as the instrument he wore on his face began to malfunction and his muscles began to strain.
"So, you can control your battle power. Such a rarity in competent warriors in this galaxy," Ize retorted, his small body continuing to be pushed back. But the size difference wouldn't matter for long, as his arms swelled to a disproportionately larger scale, followed with his shoulders, torso down to his legs and elongating tail. With his facial muscles changing as his angular horns adjusted to be upright, the once small creature was now overwhelmingly larger and boasting an even higher battle power. "Thankfully for me, that's child's play."
No longer being driven back, Ize raised the Saiyan up by the arms and landed a vicious kick into his chest. Sent flying high into the sky, the Lord of Arcos amassed pools of crimson outlined blackness into one hand and fired it upwards into a beam of explosive power. When it made contact, he noticed that instrument on the side of his head exploded, followed by a ballooning wave of green energy that made an enormous sphere that bulldozed through his attack.
Grinning despite himself, he fired a blast to his left flank. As his enemy's death ball continued to push past his continuous stream of Ki, his secondary attack looped around to impact Broly's right flank. While a small scaled blast stunned him Ize cackled as he pushed his beam twice as strong than before, quickly shoving the bomb directly into the Saiyan's vicinity.
"BROLY! TRANSFORM!" Gine shouted out with her hand aglow with the gem's luminous shine.
For a moment, Ize had paused to wonder why the female simian had dared to raise her voice in the middle of his battle. But then, it clicked into his head the moment his blast was backhanded. There up high was his adversary now clad in a yellow aura with a head of blue hair that seemed to spike up in a vertically parting wave in either direction. Eyes were now green but still possessed that nearly dead look as before.
When everything made sense the murderous spawn of Freeza couldn't help but let loose a cackle.
"So that's it?! The Legendary Super Saiyan is nothing more than a mindless machine whose given orders like a pet?! I say your power increase is quite spectacular but with the mind of a beast, brute force can only get you so far!" Yelled aloud with a sardonic tone. With a swing of his dominant hand, palm upraised clenched his digits into a fist, eyes glowed a bright pupiless crimson with a swathe of purple light that burned hot around his form. "I ON THE OTHER HAND...AM FAR SUPERIOR!"
A loud shriek shook the world of Arcos, quaking the land for kilometers on end. From the point of the Frost Demon's position swelled an enormous black outlined purple wave of energy. Eradicating the urban wreckage for whatever touched the discharge of Ki, Gine barely had time to wrap a barrier of luminous azure light to shield her from the harmful rays. Pushing against her with the force of a hurricane wind she ground her teeth and shut her eyes as she held her ground against the dispersal of energy coming off their foe. In a dull whine the light petered away and left her standing among a desolate ash covered wasteland.
Opening her eyes she saw only herself, the sky hovering Broly and a distant Paragus who also deflected the unintentional attack sent his way.
But the light show was far from the most captivating thing they laid their eyes on.
"Ahhhhh," Lord Ize sighed aloud, his voice becoming decibels deeper, fitting the enormous bulk he was now attributed with. His cranial structure now oblong and angled upright possessed a quad of horns on each flank that curved beside the alabaster coated material with the last pair jutting completely upward. Upon his head the crystallized chitin of blue had now stretched into an oval shape of his larger skull. Still possessing dead red eyes in black sclera with purple tear marks on his face, but now was bereft of a nasal cavity, making his feral grin look more monstrous complemented with an extended jaw. His bodily plates now possessed blue chitin encrusted pauldrons that extended a few inches from either arm and the blood tribal marks painting a pair of his crest's horns along with his pectoral plates. His stature now roughly equal if not slightly larger than the Super Saiyan he was combating.
Inspecting his form with a grin, he turned his eyes towards the virtual slave of two worthless monkeys. In the blink of an eye, he was before the aerial Saiyan, his hand crashing into his chest. The strength of which shattered the ground miles below and a pop in the air that overlapped a considerable distance.
More importantly, it made the usually expressionless Saiyan gape and spew out internal liquids through his mouth.
"I have to be careful," He murmured, plucking the limp Saiyan by his hair as a grimace formed on the warm-blooded entity. "I tend to get carried away in this state. It was one of the other reasons father kept me frozen for a longer period of time. At this level, I surpassed his own natural born talent. But now," Kneeing Broly in the gut, he tossed him away at breakneck speed to slam a quarter mile away; of which he instantly appeared to lariat his upper body with seismic power. "I AM INFINITELY STRONGER!"
"BROLY!" Gine cried out with alarm, watching the barely functioning man reel head over heels from the power of the last attack. Even as the Super Saiyan automatically returned fire in an Eraser Volley Ize dodged with ease. The explosions of orange-golden overcast sounded the moment Ize returned with his own blast of violet-black energy, making the pure blooded warrior block with both arms. A loud snarl let loose by the normally featureless puppet as he tore through the Ki...
...only for his head to be grappled straight into the ground from behind.
A delighted expression of pure decadence crossed Ize's visage in grounding the legend's head into the earth. Continued action brought incredibly joy. Someone who provided a challenge in his earlier forms was now under his proverbial heels where all beings belonged.
Cocking his head to cast a menacing stare towards the pair of Saiyans who dared to bring their slave to his certain demise gave him even more demented happiness. They were both frozen stiff with fear. Paragus, nursing the wound he had sported from earlier, looked palpably shocked that his trump card was being beaten into the earth so easily. Gine on the other hand looked sickeningly closer to actually feeling sorry for the simian meat bag he ground into the dirt.
Either way, he couldn't help but let loose a guttural laugh, "What's wrong?! Got nothing else to say?! It's truly your fault for bringing your pet into a battle he can't fight on his own. I mean, just look at him," Pulling him out of the ground was a bleeding and near unconscious son of Paragus. His eyes were practically closed as blood and bruises caked most of his regal apparel. Chuckling he landed another punishing blow to his chest that made him wheeze out loud, his body spasm with visible pain. "Pathetic!"
"Broly," Gine cupped her mouth with both hands, mortified at the wreck he had become. "This is all my fault...I...I'm killing you."
As tears flowed out from her eyes, her hands reached up to grasp at her scalp. Shaking her head back and forth she closed the leaking onyx orbs as she wracked her mind. Grief and panic was making it difficult to come up with any idea while guilt clawed at her throat. "Wh-What do I do? Wh-What can I do?"
Punch after punch followed the sickening laugh of Freeza's offspring. The torture continued with Broly being completely helpless, not even able to consciously be aware of what was transpiring to him. The beatings continued even as she kept crying inside, falling to her knees as she began to weep.
Then, a gentle voice came back as thoughts to the forefront of her mind.
"I love you, mom."
Those words of remembrance shook her out of her pitiable state. Opening her eyes, her body became a torrent of light. With her arms pulled back she launched them forth, unleashing a wave of Ki that struck Broly's body like a tendril of warmth. Paragus looked on with alarm as Ize stared at the phenomena with curiosity. Even when his horrid eyes turned to look at her she let out a valiant cry.
"BROLY! WAKE UP! IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, YOUR FAMILY NEEDS YOU! I NEED YOU!" She cried out as tears continued to slide hotly down her cheeks.
"What an eyesore," Ize sneered, raising a spare hand in the Saiyaness' direction. With a priming whine a scarlet beam escaped his pointed index finger, screaming across the air faster than the eye could perceive. Slicing through the wave of restorative energy siphoning to the barely conscious Broly he held by his scalp, the Death Beam pierced straight through her chest. Watching her eyes glaze over and her mouth spew out blood, he grinned sadistically upon watching her body begin to fall.
When she caught herself to land on one knee, she clutched at her wound and forced another powerful wave of Ki from her hand towards the bloodied man in the demon's grip. Her eyes fought for consciousness and her gritting teeth smeared with blood showed that she fought against the pain. From her perspective she felt the legendary warrior stir and his eyes blinked away the haze of mind control fogging his fore thoughts.
"I believe I made myself clear the first time. You're an EYESORE!" The Frost Demon snarled as he fired another beam, this time all visible to Broly's widened eyes. The sickening sound of meat being cut through was heard and Gine's head reared back to fall onto the ground in a pool of blood. Any sign of life left in her was erased with her eyes staring off to nothing and not a twitch moved of her.
Gine had perished.
"Sickening how hard it is to kill your kind," Ize growled, unaware of the pair of hands that reached out to either side of his head. By the time he felt hands clench on the lowermost pair of horns on the side of his crest, it was too late. His cranium slammed straight into Broly's, cracking the jewel chitin with a spurt of his own blood. He let out a howl as his own ichor stung his eyes and the Super Saiyan double snap kicked the devil's torso. Clutching his abdomen in shock at the pain, he'd try to catch sight of his prey only to find him not taking advantage of his off kilter posture but fled to the side of the dead primate.
"M-Mom? Mom?!" Broly shook Gine's form, his eyes staring at her desperately in a foolish attempt to rid this nightmarish visage. It had to be a dream. This couldn't be real. "Mom! Don't die! Not again, please!"
"Ho? Aren't we being sentimental for a heartless fighter?" Ize chuckled dryly, walking slowly over to the hunched over blue-haired warrior. Wiping away the blood from his face, he clenched his stained hand into a fist. Raising it up he threw his arm straight for his stunned head, feeling him reel with the hit, tumbling along the ground with the dead Saiyaness in his arms. He let loose an amused cackle at seeing his foe breaking down into tears as he held her tightly against his chest. "IS THIS SOME KIND OF JOKE?! THE LEGENDARY SUPER SAIYAN IS CRYING OVER SOME DEAD USELESS PRIMATE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Shut up."
His laugh cut short at hearing something bite back. He hadn't heard the fighter's voice until now. The two words stuck out as his face leaned against Gine's, almost unrelenting in his tender hold over her. Raising his gaze to glare hotly, the blood his face melded with that of Gine's with teeth bared with unforgiving wrath. It clung to his words as much as the wounds that were sported across his muscular frame, guttural and near feral in its tone.
"What was that-?"
"You killed my mother," Broly snarled, his voice echoing the air as the sky darkened. Unlike the prior transformations that Ize had incurred the whole of nature seemed to swirl and thunder. Tendrils of bio-electricity snapped around him, his aura changing from a sickly yellow to a bright gold. Even his hair bled out a primary solar hue, wiping away the blue with eyes a piercing green that stared hotly back at his nemesis.
"I'll...I'll," He began to say, his voice releasing a deafening howl that sent an air wave that made Ize stumble backwards from the sheer intensity of his words. "I'LL MAKE YOU WISH FOR DEATH!"
In the form of a bolt of lightning, Broly's body impacted Ize with an unforgiving lariat across the angular, oblong shaped creature. The Lord of Arcos let out an indignant scream as he was launched like a catapult across the ashen wasteland, the sky flashing with chaotic bolts of lightning. Between the flashes of the environment, the enraged Super Saiyan struck him from multiple angles, a rapid fire of attacks that cracked chitin and beat him with earth shattering force.
A kick sent him high up into the heavens, making the Frost Demon incredulous spit out blood as he finally acclimated to his enemy. Red eyes darted to see the blur of the golden halo of movement soar upwards, green orbs fixated on him. In a quick series of gestures, Ize launched a volley of Death Beams, intent on impaling him. Seeing him glide effortlessly along the nary line of evasion for his wall of needle sized darts of Ki made him sweat profusely.
He questioned how such a being could get so strong on pure emotion; just as he was hammer fist back down to the ground with the force of a meteorite.
Uplifting the ground in a wave akin to a projectile striking the ocean Lord Ize grew still. The pain made him feel equal amounts of humiliation and outright fury. A curtain of blackness ebbed off his body, his form pushing himself up from all fours up to his feet. Twitching he turned to look at Broly, whom hovered in the sky patiently, his bloodied form a conduit of sheer anger but egged him on regardless.
"So, you intend to carry that threat out? Make me, Lord Ize, wish for death?" The Ruler of Arcos inquired rhetorically, venom lacing his verbatim. His darkened sclera became bloodshot with his crimson pupils becoming dots. A smile stretched maddeningly across his contorted visage with his aura seeming to expand and stretch upwards into a pyre of dark flames. "AS IF I'D FALL TO THE LIKES OF YOU! PREPARE TO TASTE DESPAIR, SUPER SAIYAN, FOR I SHALL SHOW YOU MY FINAL FORM!"
As par for the course, his transformation didn't take long. An eerie silent scream was let loose from the pain that he fully embraced. Burning away his flesh to reveal new skeletal structure and freshly formed tissue to replace his injured or weaker skin. Less angular and oblong now upright and toned. His height maintained while his extended pauldrons over his shoulders kept at the same distance. Instead of blue chitin it became pure red, pulsing like hearts as the blackness faded away. The tribal markings swirled around his chest plates just as much over each and every horn of his crown, making him the equivalent of a savage king. Eyes of gold in seas of black opened, his skull shaped more like an aquatic crown of alabaster spikes of three on each side the uppermost pointing at an angle up. Still deprived of a nasal cavity his now more flat face grinned as he waved his arms in a presenting manner before the Super Saiyan.
"Here I am, in all of my full powered glory," He spoke eloquently, his voice strangely softer yet still all the more chilling as it once was. "I trust this is satisfactory for a bloodthirsty Saiyan like you?"
"It'll do," Broly intoned with his arms crossed over his chest. "Now, fight me like your life depends on it. If you don't, you'll regret it."
"Still full of yourself, I see," Ize laughed with amusement. "I believe what little sense of reason you had is lost to your empty bravado. Let's see if we can fix that."
In a flicker of motion, Ize was punching the Super Saiyan in the sky, the air combustion with sheer friction. With tongues hissing in the high altitude atmosphere Ize laughed with satisfaction at the sight of spittle mingled with blood spouting from the Super Saiyan's mouth along with the lurch of his body. What he didn't expect was the reflexive twist of his hips to land a sparking kick straight across his side.
"Ngh!" He growled out, tenderly feeling for the crackling tissue where the transformed Saiyan had struck. "Even...still?!"
"I told you," Broly replied, righting himself in the air to wipe away the blood from his split lip. "I'll make you wish for death."
"Cocky bastard," The Frost Demon hissed, his body igniting in a mantle of dark flames. "Don't get full of yourself!"
Broly likewise erupted with power of his own. The pair crashed repeatedly into each other across the heavens, each punch and kick creating thunderous rippling blasts. Invisible to the naked eye they threw equal amount of attacks that continued to rip open the blackened firmament of the heavens.
Ize whipped his tail around to send the Super Saiyan soaring across the lightning filled skies. Raising his hand he launched a powerful Ki blast of crimson that cut a swathe through the clouds. Much to his surprise the energy seemed to be swallowed up by Broly's own aura, expanding and multiplying it. Returning like a shooting star, he palmed Ize's face and hurled it back the way he came.
And with a gesture, the hand imprint he left on the Frost Demon exploded in an elliptical explosion of emerald hue.
"T-This can't be happening!" The Lord of Arcos snarled as he emerged from the cloud of fire and smoke, his body steaming with visible burns scored across his flesh and marring his chitin plates. Visibly twitching he launched an array of Death Beams and watched his enemy easily deflect them with his bare hand. "Our powers should be as different as night and day! How can he still outclass me?! ME! THE LORD OF THE UNIVERSE!"
In his eyes Broly moved quick enough to seemingly multiply in several directions. Firing enormous balls of violet at each one, scattering to the wind like mirages he'd feel a painful impact to his spine. Whirling around he let out a gnashing shout before being clutched by a psychic grip, pulling him into a knee kick that made him gape.
A whipping elbow smashing across his jaw complemented with a kick to the side, a pair of palm thrusts cracking his chest plates. Ruthlessly propelled by a point blank Kiai from his hands, he jettisoned over the horizon of the desolated battle zone of the planet. Through the dizzied throttling motion he was struck repeatedly by Eraser Cannons, each one making him gag and cough with fiery waves of volatile shots.
Bidding to regain momentum, Ize forced himself to stop and fired a quarter mile wide Ki blast. Bleeding, fractured and bruised his bloodshot golden eyes dilated, letting loose with an indignant scream. "YOU SHOULD BE GROVELING AT MY FEET, BEGGING FOR MERCY!"
Connecting, the wrathful blast pushed Broly back, forcing him to put up a guard. Gritting visibly his Super Saiyan aura shined fiercely as he competed with the Arcosian's searing attack. Muscles flexed and limbs creaked against the plasma that aimed to turn him into ash. Glaring through the flare of purple he denied its purchase of his life.
"JUST DIE!" Ize howled as he threw out his other hand, forging an even larger mile wide fissure of violet overlapped with black. The onyx purple force of nature seemed to dwarf its target, darkening the heavens with its roaring momentum. Flashes of sparking yellow were witnessed at the point where Broly was struggling, the immovable object continuing to grind against his defenses. Sneering, Ize growled out with indignation as he spat out blood and spit from his damaged maw. "WHY WON'T YOU SUBMIT?! ACCEPT YOUR FATE, LIKE THAT WORTHLESS GARBAGE YOU CLUNG TO LIKE A DOLL!"
Triggered through the mentioning of Gine made Broly's power grow even hotter. Grunting he grabbed the Ki wave as if it was fine fabric, his body enveloped with a near indistinguishable mantle of Sun-like proportions. Pushing back despite the fire of protest coming from his muscles. A shout later and the Super Saiyan plunged himself down the middle of Ize's beam, parting it like a star funneling through the empty vacuum of space.
Penetrating the start of the spawn's attack, his hands grappled the hands that jutted out.
"What in-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" He began to question, only to find his fingers broken, bent backwards by the malicious force placed on his hands. The light of his attack died down to reveal a near blinding avatar of vengeance before him. Looking up from his mangled digits, he watched in abject horror as the legend grasped the lowermost horns of his head and snapped them off. Screaming at the sensation of more broken body parts, he'd gawk as both of them were plunged straight into his knee, popping aside the caps in a gory mutilation.
Even trembling, he looked on in pure fright as a wall of fists machine gunned into his body. Repeatedly they'd impact his chest plate, shoulders, abdomen and facial facity. Each strike felt like a supernova, a proportion of anger measured in every motion. He couldn't see it but hot tears spilled from the Super Saiyan's eyes all the while he beat him relentlessly. The snarl he bared was of nothing but complete anguish melded with hate.
The beatings stopped, and he hung there like a carcass in a butcher shop. Bruised and bloodied to the point of near non-recognition, the Lord of Arcos strained a swollen eye out at Broly's heaving frame. All four of his primary limbs were incapacitated, his tail hanging limply through the explosions of pain imbued into him. He knew that he was bleeding internally, he just had no idea how severely. Muscles torn, bones smashed into paste and chitin ruptured, he was utterly beaten on a level he didn't conceive possible.
"W-What are you?!" Ize croaked out with nothing short of fear in his throat.
"The Legend given life, a Super Saiyan," Broly sneered, hands reaching out clench the terrified Frost Demon's head. Thumbs digging straight into the eye sockets he whispered lowly with softening anger. "And your executor, son of Freeza!"
Shoved straight through the sockets and into the brain, a shower of blood escaped the mangled face of the flinching frame of Ize. In the heat of the moment, Broly set the body alight with his own Ki. Torched to the point of being reduced to ashes, nothing remained of Freeza's spawn, cast into the wind of charcoal grey.
"Gine," Broly whispered, his eyes rolling to the back as his aura diminished and the accumulation of damage had caught up with the trauma. "I...I'm sorry..."
Landing onto the bed of desolation, Broly was found by his stunned father who was left in awe of the spectacle. Even though he had been fearful of being turned on when he was broken out of his control, the object of his awakening was only for revenge and not out of blood lust. Using his son's victory to overthrow any resistance of his deposing their leadership, Paragus became their new Emperor.
And Broly, a symbol of his reprisal to anyone daring to challenge him.
Journal Entry # 60: Signed by Paragus; Age 767
It's been...an age since I've taken the time to pen something on this blasted thing. I mean I've been very occupied. Yeah, that's it. I've been busy running an empire and establishing my authority completely. I noticed that Gine had jotted some notes on a separate file but I never cared for it. Not sure what compelled her to use my journal but again a lot has been on my mind. Her departure has hurt efficiency, but nothing I can't overcome on my own.
Broly won a couple years back, against Ize, but I think the cost may have been too high.
He's not even there when conscious. I wanted to put him back under control but it seems the inhibitor has naturally worked on him when he fell unconscious. Even the times I wanted to re-calibrate the instrument he just looks so...empty. The death of Gine I always knew would be a liability rather than an asset. Fueling his rage as a Super Saiyan, however, was something I didn't expect. It seems anger is a root fuel for the legend to feed off of, channeling it and quite frankly he was more sane in that fight than he ever had been in the past years.
Not even exhibiting nightmares. It's rather disturbing. I don't know what to make of this. He identified her as his mother for so long that I think the shock of someone like that dying twice in his life; it destroyed him. We didn't talk much even when I recovered from his episode. But now? He's just a husk. I don't think anything can truly bring him a sense of relief outside of being under my control.
I can't say I'm sad but rather, disappointed? No, I'm not attached to that thing. He's weak, and I'm strong. His power is just all bluster, and I'm his master.
Regardless, I doubt Prince Vegeta will contend with the likes of him. I've sent a vessel with one of my newest lieutenants, Tagoma, to escort him here. He's dutiful and he knows his place but I get the sneaking feeling that he may betray me one day. Shisami hates my guts but doesn't dare raise a hand on me after he saw what I could do. And with my son at my side he's more scared of me than he ever was. Both lost their bite and are nothing but barking dogs thanks to their superior's death and Freeza's only child murdered by my own.
Soon, my revenge will be fulfilled and I'll...I...
Strange. I don't think I ever planned for anything to happen after I got revenge. I wonder what I can do in a world without him plaguing my nightmares?
A/N: Yes, it's been alot longer than I'd have liked but I finally finished! The accordance of events has finally caught up to the point of the film (somewhat). Minus the ludicrous destruction of an entire galaxy, we're right on track. At this point, who knows where this story can go after such a sour ending?
Tune in next time guys for the next chapter of The Legend of Broly!