Infinite Justice: Beyond (Marvel,DC,DBZ X/Over, IC, Open)

[New Neros]

Daud and Lisa
In Pursuit of Justice

-Lisa, Wikipedia Extraordinaire

Daud happily munched on his sandwich like a monk astute in his faith as Lisa rambled on and on about mundane topics he had no use for nor any real interest in hearing. He was too focused on his food to be of much use, and when he finished his own ruben, he reached over and drug Lisa's one over to his plate as well. Before he began devouring that one as well, he tuned into what Lisa was saying and thought for a moment. Turning his thoughts into speech, he asked the girl, "It's good to parrot things, but do you really want to know who you are and what you were made for?"

Before the girl could answer, Daud was already rising. "If you do, then I can take you somewhere and see someone who might know about you or where you've come from. No true human being can resist a sandwich like that, so I know you're something... Different than a normal person, Lisa. Let's get moving." He said, grabbing the sandwich meant for Lisa and wrapping in a bunch of napkins in order to eat it later. "Anything you need done around here?" He asked, "We'll still be in New York, we're just going to the Lower West Side." Daud explained.

Lisa seemed a bit confused, but followed Daud anyways. "Look! They got a subway!" He said happily, going underground with Lisa in-tow, as if a subway entrance was some miraculous invention Daud had just found out about. The two boarded without much hassle, sitting together as the train flew by underground. Daud would get serious at times, explaining to Lisa, "The people I'm taking you to see, I don't exactly know them personally, but they know my fiance, Sora. They always bother Sora about joining them and Sora says they're a bunch'a man hating femnazis and I don't like arguing with a lady who can vaporize oceans." Daud said, reverting to being weird mid-sentence. "If you hadn't guessed already, I'm taking you to see the Justice Queens."

"...Justice Queens?" Lisa asked, unsure of who or what this group was, beyond whatever Daud described them as.

"They're a team full of ladies who specialize in... I don't know, man hating? Fighting the supervillain organization known as the Patriarchy? Sora says they're a good bunch of people but I've been out of American superhero developments for some years now. Among those girls, there might be someone who can help you. If they can't help you, they probably know someone who can." The subway car ground to a stop, the doors opening and some people moving out into the station. Daud rose and Lisa followed, emerging in Lower Manhatten among several tall buildings. Lisa looked up at them and gawked a bit, but Daud pulled on her hand. "Best not to stare, New Yorkah's hate tourists." He explained in a fake New Yorker accent.

Walking some ways into Greenwich Village, full of buildings and parks in-between on the Lower West Side, Daud and Lisa arrived in front of a tall, newly constructed building known among the JQs simply as The Tower. "This looks like the place." He said, noting a plaque that politely informed him that this was the "Home of the Justice Queens". Entering the building's doors and going into a modern, well-ordered lobby, the Ultra Corpsman walked up to the front desk, politely informing the receptionist of his urgent business. "I need to see the Justice Queens."

The girl gave him a strange look, but relented. "Do you have an appointment, Mister...?"

"Daud. My name is Daud. I don't have a last name. It's not an interesting story as to why, either."

"...Okay, Mr. Daud, I don't seem to have you on file for an appointment with the Queens, would you like to schedule one?" She asked politely, but Daud relaxed his shoulders and sigh obnoxiously.

"Oh my god, what does it take for a young stallion like myself to get some attention?" He leaned in to look at the receptionist's name tag, "Alright, Mindy, you listen close and you listen good, I am a very powerful with very powerful muscles and I demand to see someone about those powerful muscles, understand? Otherwise, I will throw a world-class hissy fit the likes of which this lobby has not - and not ever one it's finished - seen it's short history. I am your worst nightmare, a liberated man ready and willing to express his god-given of oppression."

Mindy cocked a half-smile at the threat. "Mister Daud, I've faced more viable threats from less powerful men." The two held eye contact for a very tense moment, but Mindy proved to be more suave in the situation. "Now, I can call up one of the Queens to see if they're available, would you fine with that, Mister Daud?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at the Ultra Corps Commander, Daud finally relenting.

"Yes. Thank you." He mumbled, moving back to stand next to Lisa as Mindy dialed away and chatted, flashing a look at Daud and Lisa. Leaning in to whisper, he comments, "See, she thinks you're a weirdo. You'll fit right in!" Finally, Mindy hung up her phone and gave the duo a smile, a bright one at Lisa and a less-than perfect one at Daud. The Commander returned the smile with a wide-opened grin, openly mocking Mindy, souring Mindy's face completely.

"Katie Prince will be down any moment now." She said, staring at Daud and Lisa.

[New Neros]

-Lysia

The Mad King sat idle and nodded as Lysia listed off her next demand for John Sinkley to replace her, and her ramblings about the nature of her powers. Max simply operated on what he knew and made leaps of faith and assumptions, confirmation was only a byproduct, but it mattered little when he knew that Lysia could influence time, but controlling it could wind up in explosive situations. Regardless, Max's eyes perked up as Lysia stood and got into a combat stance, readying a spear in her hand. Otto took a step forward and put a hand on his swords' hilt, but Maxwell stopped him. Rising from the table, Max walked until he was in front of Lysia, with some distance between them.

"Prove..." Maxwell parroted, "My ego and arrogance are very much earned. Surely you've realized that there is no dynasty on Madworld. No royal family. Any man or woman can become the Parahuman Monarch, as the only way for succession of the royal title is by combat. In other words, the strongest Parahuman rules. I earned my title by destroying Sovereign in single handed combat, just as he earned his right to rule by killing his predecessor, and so on and so forth." Maxwell flared his energy around his body, flooding each cell with an energetic boost to take him above normal Parahuman physical conditions. Shocks of bio-electricity arced from his body to the floor and ceiling in brilliant blue colors. "Darwinist Autocracy, they call it."

Suddenly, the power-up ceased, and a bubble-like field expanded in front of Mad Max, covering himself and a meter around him on all sides. "My power is simple, Lysia. I can absorb energy. All forms of it, and then project and manipulate it at my will. My own natural abilities aided by a fearsome mathematical proof of the universes' heat death: The Morningstar Equation, gives me my divine right." Mad Max tightened his fists as the spear left Lysia's hand, and time seemed to grind to a halt. Maxwell was flooding his perception with energy to operate faster and faster, mimicking an adrenaline rush from hell, watching as the temporal energy spear bent time and space around it as it transversed lightspeed. The next instance, the spear made contact with the shield that Max stood behind, dispelling a tremendous force of energy against it, but the spear head pushing on through - Operating on an instance before Maxwell unleashed his Equation.

Reaching up, Maxwell grabbed the spear in slow motion as it's tip came to tap against his metal plate, spreading thousands of years' worth of aging directly against it. The Mad King tightened his hand and grounded the spear in time, absorbing the very temporal energy that kept it in flux, and transferred it all to the Mad King. Closing his fist completely and erasing the time spear, time returned to normal, amidst a cloud of dust kicked up by the spear, Maxwell emerged form his absorption shield with a mark on his armor, walking briskly toward a collapsed Lysia. "Had I not readied myself, I would not be standing here." Max calmly explained as he stood over Lysia. "When people talk about Gods, I'm one of the few mortals they mention."

However, instead of lording over Lysia, Max knelt down on one of his knees, placing a hand on the girls' shoulder. "I am arrogant and egotistical. At times, I believe what they say, but I am reminded time and time again that I am just a man." He began to transfer some of the energy she had put into her attack, enough to end her exhaustion. "A man with fearsome power, a man who became King and a King who became a God... Is still a man at the end of the day. I hope this proved enough to you, Lysia, because if not, I'm sure you will see me in action very, very soon." He said, in reference to the upcoming Civil War, and Max's potential brawl with the Praetorian Emperor should Killswitch fail his mission and connect the dots back to the Mad King. "Otto, send for John Sinkley. We'll figure out the best way to train him." He hollered back at his Hand, turning with a genuine smile to Lysia, fulfilling part of her bargain.

[New Neros]

Madworld
Indominus Rex

The world lies on the cusp of a Civil War, and tensions are flaring globally as a stand off is made between Registration Forces and those opposed to them. The Deadline was days away, and the Mad King had already begun his plans to reign in Xander and secure a solid six-months of domestic peace on Madworld in order to facilitate a global war, gearing his nation to that goal. With regretful eyes, the greatest inventor ever known was to pay his ally a visit, to ensure Max's loyalty to the Anti-Registration cause. Well-prepared for the visit, Craig was met with only mild fanfare. "Maxwell, it's good to see you once more." Thomsen said, shaking the man's hand polite.

"The same." Maxwell nodded, "We spoke briefly, but I think you deserve to see what Madworld has been up to since your last visit."

Craig sighed a bit, wishing Maxwell would forsake his weapons program and rely on his own soldiers and powers rather than war machines. "From what I understood, you have ordered the construction of several ships?" Craig asked, following Maxwell through his immense palace, Cathedral Terra. "I can't say I'm enthusiastic, Maxwell. War machines only lead to bigger and deadlier war machines, I know that better than anyone."

As Maxwell walked, he continued to speak. "I didn't ask for your approval, Craig, nor to impress. Simply put, I want my ally in this endeavor to know what's on his side. These ships are made from technology acquired from the Ultra Corps, who were armed with several interesting pieces of information and materials. We've even designed a new synthetic metal for them, based on Nth Metal isotope shipments we've managed to receive. SyNth Metal, we call it." Maxwell explained, confusing Craig slightly.

"Wouldn't Nth Metal make the ships float? Into the sky, I mean." He said, exiting onto a large balcony, one where Maxwell can overlook a massive field and a sizable set of mountains in the distance. Craig's eyes drew wide for a moment, and the muscles on his face tightened. This isn't what Max was implying at all, Craig had envisioned a set of ships capable of carrying Forever Knights to Praetoria's shores. This was... This was simply an armada of flying vessels, meant to cause untold amounts of destruction across landscapes near and far. Craig turned to look at Maxwell, who beamed with pride at the sight of his fleet.

"Maxwell... This isn't what I had in mind for the Movement." Craig spat, "You have these flying death machines, and you intend to take them to Praetoria? They look like space battleships!"

"They are." Maxwell calmly replied, "I realized threats can come from this world and beyond it. Praetoria has had contact with the Acrosians, Kree, Skrulls, and many others at different times. They could intervene, and we need to be ready for such an event. These ships are technological wonders, Craig. Perhaps not for you, but for nations like Madworld, for her scientists and myself. Their hulls both act as anti-gravity systems and absurdly powerful defenses from kinetic impact. They have a shielding system that works by absorbing energy, their automated systems mean her crew number only in the hundreds, they can each jump vast distances with this." Maxwell said, bringing forth a rectangular emerald and showing it to Craig.

"Where... Where did you get that?" Craig snapped, "That's a Siege Courageous. And you armed each of these ships with one?!"

"The X-Men have little use for it and it's technological wonder. Instant teleportation between any fixed points in space-time, Craig, that's something we need if we must prevail. I took the Siege apart and was able to replicate it, also. Here, take one." He said, pushing towards Craig, but the Artificer would not take it.

"I don't need it, Maxwell, and you don't, either. This armada doesn't need it. In fact, this war doesn't need this armada!" He declared, "Why can't you rely on your own merit and the abilities of your people? Parahumans are gifted in ways that can exceed mutants and Kree alike, so why do you feel the need to make such mighty death machines? Are you not confident in your own ability?" Craig asked, Maxwell narrowing his eyes at the man. A tense stare down was under way as Max clutched the Siege Courageous to nearly the point of breaking.

"Because not all of us have the comfort and protection of a World-Dragon, Craig." Max slowly replied, some venom and envy in his voice. Craig turned to look away from Maxwell, closing his eyes a bit, but still holding a deep frown. "It may not even be used now, as I have a plan underway to eliminate Xander."

"I'm meeting with several Anti-Registration heroes on Travenios the day of the deadline, but I want you to promise me something, Max." Craig said, looking the Mad King directly in the eye, "I know I can't ask you for my approval to launch this fleet, but I want to be informed of when you do. My understanding is that you intend to use it against Praetoria, so I don't want to be surprised when I see it besieging the Eastern Seaboard. Do you see my concern?"

"I do, Mr. Thomsen, and I will inform you of her movements. I will take care of the finishing touches and get in contact with you after the Deadline and your meeting." Maxwell said, turning away from Craig and looking at his armada. "My Godbreakers are readying themselves and the Forever Knights are beginning the first steps to mobilization. You may not have the greatest of trust in me, but rest assured, I'm here for victory and freedom." Maxwell smiled, "Indominus Rex." Craig nodded, turning from Maxwell's side, and leaving him to admire his devastating creation, knowing that he may be able to count on Mad Max for some time, but the man was simply unhinged and unpredictable. Max could very well turn on the movement, but Craig had little time to think about such a notion, an ally was an ally even if for the time being.

[New Neros]

Madworld
Chamber of the Godbreakers

-snip

The megalithic halls of Cathedral Terra thundered with the footsteps of a single man as he made his way to the meeting room of the Godbreakers. Taking a spot at the head of the council, Maxwell Morningstar held a grim face at his compatriots. Speaking clearly and with informative intent, he let the Godbreakers in on a secret operation underway. "Six hours ago, Otto Godblessed and I unleashed the assassin known as Killswitch upon the Praetorian Emperor. Arming him with all the tools needed to kill the Pro-Registration enforcer, we have come to the immediate conclusion that Killswitch has failed us. We have reason to believe that he did not out those who have armed him - ourselves - but we have ample reason to suspect that Xander will figure it out regardless."

Shatterstar, the giant of Morningstar's elite, leaned forward with a scowl. "So we made the first move. That much is clear, but by failed, do you mean Killswitch is no more? We have been tracking him for sometime and if that means he's dead, then what luck we have. We've intended to eliminate him and Lysia for quite some time, so now we can focus on killing the Amazon and ensuring domestic approval for the Civil War. Don't you agree, Wildstar?" Maddox asked the Forever Knight General, acting as their liaison to the Throne.

"Killswitch has been an interesting fellow, but had no direct confrontation with us or our Knights. Lysia, on the other hand..." The beast-man replied, snarling slightly at her name. "She had been a thorn in the side of the Knights for some time. My King, you have asked me to stay my hand and not deploy extinction measures against her and her allies and I have obliged, but may I ask, why do you spare Lysia? Her ties to the refugees are meaningless when it concerns law and order in our streets." Wildstar demanded, other Godbreakers turning from Wildstar to look at Maxwell, intent on seeing his reaction.

"I have taken care of Lysia." He responded, surprising some of the Godbreakers - Save for Godblessed. "She will be working with our government to secure a lasting future for the refugees. Had we mounted pressure against her, she would run into the arms of Katrina Hex and her anti-royal allies, so we sated Lysia by offering legitimacy. We made the same offer to Hex and her elite, and she refused. Even at the offer of a position on the Godbreakers, she was adamant in seeing me overthrown. We did not have to escalate Lysia to the Godbreakers, but room is here if she had desired so. Regardless, that's not the intention of this meeting." Maxwell said with a monotone voice, "The meeting deals with what must be done with Killswitch."

"He's dead." The quiet, yet astute Czar-Mir sounded. "What must be done now that isn't the fate of his creator?" At the question, Maxwell leaned forward and pressed a button on his chair, bringing forth a gruesome display of Daniel Carters' carcass onto the central pillar of light that stood in front of the Godbreakers. They looked without disgust or gasps, all having seen or felt blood and gore in recent engagements. "My word..." Mir replied, studying the man's fractured body. "He is most certainly dead."

"He is, but, we have an opportunity." Maxwell explained, "I was able to acquire his body before the blood drained from his brain. I absorbed what remained of his life force and brought his body back to Madworld. Currently, we are mapping out his neurological connections and keeping him in a state just before brain death. We can rebuild him, using his skills as an assassin, to be the perfect killing machine of Madworld. We recognized the flaws of the Imperfect Sentry Serum from studying him, as well as his flaws as a mortal man, and are presented with the opportunity to create him into something more."

"You want to turn him into a cyborg?" Shatterstar asked, placing a hand on his chin. "Why does this mere man, a killer for hire, get the chance to gain higher levels of power when our own Forever Knights are denied such a chance?" He asked, Wildstar nodding along, agreeing with the giant. "You're bringing this to a vote?"

"I am." Mad Max confirmed, "My vote is in favor, since I'm bringing it up. Previously, our technology was not at an advanced enough ability to use cybernetics extensively with injuries sustained by our Forever Knight legions, but Killswitch will present a precedence to follow for the rest of our armed forces."

"Against." Shatterstar sounded off immediately, joined by Wildstar.

"Against." Wildstar then explained, "Maddox makes an excellent argument, but I would rather see this technology used to save the lives of our own soldiers instead of some mercenary."

"Against." Val Valentine lazily said, "If he's to be rebuilt, there needs to be an insurance of loyalty for us. If we do this, he is nothing more than an investment, a weapon, and we need a guarantee that he will serve us."

"For." Otto Godblessed announced, "The effects could be life saving for Killswitch and as Maxwell said, it would open the door for it's use in the Forever Knights and Royal Guard alike."

"Against." Helene said quietly, refusing to give her reasoning, moving onto Mir.

"For." Mir declared, "We have the technology to build him into a better being. Should the enhancements fail, we can improve and try again on one of our own. It's a needed step in the right direction for our civilians and armed forces who have faced catastrophic injury."

"For." Xala offered, "We must do what we can for Killswitch, even if it means turning him into a weapon. I think Val has a point in the offering of a loyalty insurance, though. What would stop him from turning on us should we rebuild him?" She asked, Val nodding in agreement. "Something to ensure loyalty can easily be fashioned by the Science Guild." With that vote, gridlock was achieved, an even split between both camps of the Godbreakers, all mostly voting according to their ideologies and principles, leaving a single member to break the tie. Usually, Maxwell would save his vote for last, but in going first, he left the decision up to Rebound.

The rubber girl stared long and hard at the body of Killswitch, which floated in a bio tank in order to keep his tissues alive. She weighed the voting points of each of her equals, the situation and the solution to Killswitchs' injuries and near-death state. She began, "With respect to Ms. Valentine and Xala, I think loyalty can be ensured of Killswitch technologically and with... Other means." She said, referencing his sister. "As I understand, Val would vote in favor if his loyal can be retained. With that in mind, I've decided to vote For."

A simple nod from Morningstar was all it took, and the hologram was dispersed. "Killswitch will be rebuilt effective immediately. We will be using technology from my own lab, War Eagle's, and Dr. Darklight's to ensure the result is nothing short of impressive. In fact, we have drawn up plans and developed prototypes of these kind of augmentations long before Killswitch was contracted out in the event that such a situation was presented. That situation is here, and we will act as if this revolutionary procedure is routine. I will oversee his development soon, but more on the agenda is..." Maxwell continued, trailing off as the meeting progressed to other topics such as the impending Civil War and domestic policies to resettle the Refugees, all major topics at hand, but none as divided as the regarding the hyper-assassin Daniel Carter.

[New Neros]

Madworld
Laboratory of War Eagle

-Killswitch

Deep within the halls of Cathedral Terra, below the surface and next to the massive power generators that supply the palace with enough energy to survive and thrive, lies the various laboratories of the Science Guild, where their experiments can be conducted away from the prying eyes of the public, with vast resources and energy dedicated to their research. However, rather than diving into the theoretical, Maxwell stood before the carcass of Daniel Carter as it floated in a vat of liquid, kept in a state of near-death, as War Eagle put on the finishing touches on his cybernetic enhancements on a table nearby. "Details, Horus, I want details." The Mad King said, in the midst of a conversation.

"In the simplest terms," The scientist and engineer said through his beak-like helm, "I must rebuild him from the bones out. A more durable, shock-absorbing skeleton, and then cybernetics on-top of that to give our friend that kick. I will preserve what humanity he has left, but even in the state we've kept him in, his tissues were still dying. A fully cybernetic brain and optics, all wired to his senses to give him the best sight, smell, hearing, and touch on the battlefield. Taste, well, it's a start." War Eagle joked, "But all in all, it's pioneering at it's finest. It may just put him on the levels of that Celestial device the Lithuanians have hidden so well."

"One could hope." Maxwell replied, "What chance would there be of returning him to his original body?"

"What for?" War Eagle asked, genuinely surprised at the notion.

"The longing for humanity and the feeling of being in one's own skin again, Eagle." Maxwell politely informed his colleague. "Could he ever return to flesh and bone?"

"Well, his tissues would have to be cultivated for some time. Some even cloned, his brain is mapped, but we'd have to build an organic one. That part, we could leave cybernetic for the sake of simplicity. He wouldn't know the difference..." War Eagle explained, Maxwell staring at the chucks of flesh and barely recognizable form of Daniel. "But regardless, what we have here will make Killswitch into a being surpassing man and Paraman alike. A high-resistance to electrical shorts and technopathic control should help him ride out pesky counter-measures, but they aren't failsafes. His power source is well-protected and could last for hundreds of years with high usage in mind. A body of Nth Metal and Neutronium, he will be virtually indestructible, even against blows from a Kryptonian."

"Nearly a perfect war machine, War Eagle." Maxwell replied, "But there's always the human element. He's not a machine, I will implant a loyalty failsafe, but I'm tempted to not use it." Max said with a smirk, "There's a bit of a rush when the assassin doesn't want to follow orders exactly to the nail, or tries to undercut you or re-negotiate. Are almost ready?" The King asked, growing impatient looking at the chunks of assassin floating in biological goo.

"Yes, yes, I'm just about finished. Begin draining him and put him in the harness." War Eagle asked, Maxwell pressing a series of buttons on the control panel for Killswitch's vat of liquid, draining the goo out the bottom, but at the same time, a series of clamps and forks emerging from the top of the tank. Grabbing onto Daniel's remains and holding it upright as the liquid was washed away fully, more sets of arms and clamps emerged all around the sides as the glass panel was lowered as well. War Eagle was watching the robotic arms in motion, extending out and grabbing the pieces of technology and cybernetics he had planned for Daniel and holding them outward.

It looked like a jigasaw puzzle before it came together, with the remaining pieces of human flesh within the final picture being the odd-ball shapes. A series of drills, saws, taps, and other hardware was unleashed on the remains, tunneling through the bones and replacing them with durable, yet light metals and re-enforcing them with support columns and cybernetics. His blood vessels were pumped full of microscopic robots that converted his tissues to better synthesize with the new parts. As that was going on, new pieces of the metallic skeleton was assembled and attached, with layers of synthetic muscles, nerves, and blood vessels all coming together like clock work.

Max and War Eagle watched the process with extreme interest, War Eagle glancing at his tablet now and again as his plans were followed step by step by the overhanging robotic arms, as if Daniel was inside of a car factory or something. The pieces of flesh that remained were added where they could fit, but were given a final coat of metal over them to act as armor. As the process was finishing, the two men stood before an almost entirely metal man, save for his face above his cheek bones, with his bodily flesh mostly hidden within the cybernetics. "He'll be able to scan environments, see in most wavelengths, and interface with his own weapon systems, and even other pieces of technology to gain information on the fly."

"Amazing work, Horus." Max said, placing a hand over his mouth as he stared in disbelief at the assassin that stood before him. Walking forward, Max extended out his hand and touched one of Killswitch's smooth metallic legs, a soft glow coming from his palm, Mad Max transferring the life force he had taken from Daniel when Max picked him up, fluffing it up to full capacity. "Turn him on." Maxwell commanded, "I wish to speak with him." War Eagle nodded, disengaging his robotic apparatus until only the ones holding up Killswitch remained. Surging power through some cables connected to the assassin's skull, War Eagle booted him up.

His eyes opened immediately, well, one eye, as Daniel had kept his biological left eye yet had his right replaced entirely. He lulled a bit, looking as if he was going to pass back out, but a snap from Maxwell's fingers brought him back to attention. "Wake up, Killswitch." Maxwell cooed, "We have much to talk about. What did you see on the other side?" Max joked, "Or perhaps this is the first thing you saw after everything went black. What a horrible feeling it must to wake up and see me, mistaking me for God." Killswitch's eyes became a bit annoyed at the comment, but Max waited until he could respond.

Slurring his words and stammering for a bit until he got the hang of talking, Daniel Carter began, "Every thing hurts."

"That's a side effect, it'll go away soon." War Eagle announced. "I'm setting you down." At the press of a button, War Eagle lowered Killswitch to the floor, his metallic feet clinking against the linoleum, surprising the assassin. Looking down, Daniel's eyes grew wide. "Don't panic." War Eagle stated quickly, "Before you ask, we saved your life and turned you into a cyborg."

"W-Why?" Daniel shouted, "That wasn't part of the deal. What the fuck did you do to me?" Daniel declared, looking at his metallic body, walking over to another tank and looking at his reflection in the glass. He touched his face with a metal hand, feeling his mouth go from metal to flesh. "This was your doing, Maxwell?" Daniel asked, turning to face the Mad King.

"Indeed. However, I brought it to a vote before the Godbreakers, before you think I did this on a whim. We voted, and they voted for this to be done." Maxwell explained, "We have a war coming, and you are too valuable to just die on in some gutter. You made a god bleed, Killswitch." Maxwell explained, but Daniel didn't seem satisfied. "Rebecca... She doesn't know yet. About anything, as far as I know. However, there's another lady that wants to help you cope with your new body." Maxwell continued, the sound of soft footsteps signaling her arrival. "There she is now."

Entering the lab, a soft smile on her face in stark contrast to the grim and blank faces of Maxwell and War Eagle, was Rebound. Clearing her throat, she announced, "Killswitch, if you could follow me, that'd be great. A little walk and talk, I'll explain things on the way. Let's just..." She said, looking around with some discomfort, "Let's just get you out of the lab." Walking closer, she latched onto Killswitch's metallic arm, pulling him along. Maxwell watched the scene with a small grin, keeping the knowledge that Rebound kept him alive by her vote a secret... For now.

[New Neros]

Madworld
The Praetorian War

Maxwell awoke early, the sun just rising over the distant horizon in Madworld. Sliding out of bed and into the shower, he stayed under the warm water for a few minutes, thinking of the coming battle at hand. The night before, he issued out scramble orders and general mobilization of Forever Knight, Royal Guard, and Fleet forces following a steady stream of information from his intelligence sources in Praetoria. Xander's own country had walked out on him, a country of millions reduced to hundreds overnight due to the actions and broadcasts of Killswitch. It was an act of brilliance, Mad Max reasoned, to use a single assassin to destroy a nation.

What followed after, though, was a show of force unlike any other. Throughout the Civil War up until this moment, the Strategist Supreme avoided direct conflict with Xander and the Praetorians, preferring to wait and see, with Craig already launching forces in the United States to support the Anti-Registration movement there. Maxwell had wanted to catch the Praetorians with their pants down, as he could control and guide the battle better than a direct confrontation. He wanted the Praetorian Emperor to overextend his forces around the globe to make a direct strike far more brutal, but 99% of the Praetorian population up and leaving? It was nothing short of a miracle.

Exiting Cathedral Terra, the assembled fleet stood high in the sky like a thousand metal beasts ready for the fight, even more small aircraft buzzing around the SyNth Metal leviathans like flies to elephants. One of which veered toward the royal palace, approaching the fearsome Mad King and his assembled posse behind him. Coming to a halt and landing beside him, the craft was large enough to fit a few hundred people, but it's size was insignificant compared to the titans above. Maxwell climbed on board, followed by Czar-Mir, Shatterstar, and Wildstar. Four Godbreakers, all of whom possessed incredible power or martial abilities to lead. Transferring up to the larger battleship, their flagship for the battle, Maxwell and his associates took their places with hardly a word.

A lavish, technological throne sat at the center of the ship's command deck, where the Strategist Supreme could watch and make commands at a moment's notice. Shatterstar and Wildstar departed to other vessels, Wildstar to command Forever Knight legions, and Shatterstar to prepare for ground assaults by special teams. At Maxwell's side was Czar-Mir, who watched the screens of the ship carefully. "There seems to be such little crew, my King." He commented, looking at the intense connections made between the suits of armor that sat before screens, as well as the one Maxwell sat at.

"These ships are very automated. They don't require thousand-man crews, all can be accomplished with an artificial intelligence guided by several inputs from only a handful of Parahumans. From flight to fighting, it's all controlled here." Maxwell said casually, "The product of the Science Guild and my late father's blueprints and handiwork, not to mention Daud and the Ultra Corps' vessel and it's abundance of technology. We rapidly built this fleet for a singular purpose: War with Praetoria."

"A bit redundant, seeing as how they once had Kryptonians in their number, before they left of course...Wouldn't they just smash through these ships?" Mir asked, folding his arms in and looking at the screens as they flashed with technical jargon and numbers.

"Our energy absorption shields could drain their cells if they approached within the absorption zone, their eye beams would be absorbed as well, and if they attacked the hull, our SyNth Metal would ensure that damage would be kept at a minimum. As I said before, these ships were designed with Praetoria in mind." Maxwell repeated, Mir nodding as he accepted the answer. "Today, however, marks the end of an empire. Praetoria will be no more, as I command. All ships," He said, speaking to his entire fleet at this point, their responses transmitted to Max's feed instantly, "Prepare to make the jump to Praetorian airspace."

Mir watched closely as a rectangular, amber green gem appeared in front of their vessel, whose name he found out was the Indomitable. Curious, Mir looked to Max to answer his question without a word. "Known as the Siege Courageous, it allows teleportation across the Earth, but with some modifications, it can be used for space-time. It was once in the hands of the X-Men, I liberated it and copied it's technological wonder for our own use. It will take us to Praetoria's doorstep, with surprise and without triggering an alarm until we're there." Maxwell explained, but remembered something. "I almost forgot. Indomitable, prepare a message for Craig Thomsen of Travenios."

"Message ready."

"Craig, this is Maxwell, my fleet is preparing to engage Praetoria. It's at it's weakest and little time remains for this strategic opportunity to completely knock Xander and his few out of the war. Reports suggest only a few hundred of Xander's faithful remain, compared to my four hundred thousand Forever Knights and my hundred-ship armada. This fight shouldn't last too long, but Xander will fight tooth and nail every step of the way. Victory is certain, and I will remove the fleet to Travenios after the battle to re-distribute her to secure victory." Maxwell stated clearly and with some excitement, closing the message with, "Indominus Rex."

"The stage is set." Mir replied, holding a tight frown as he prepared for battle. "Xander has allies, no? What of their interference?"

"Let them provoke the wrath of a Mad King." Maxwell replied, "Their ships cannot hold against ours, their soldiers inferior to my Knights, their willpower nothing like my own. Shatterstar will be preparing special teams and Wildstar will be commanding his legions. You, Mir, will be assisting me with Xander. I have faith in your abilities, enough faith that I left Val and Otto in Madworld to oversee the Kingdom. Should you lack faith..." Maxwell began, turning to look at Mir, "I have replicated a set of Nega-Bands to allow you to parry the attacks and defenses of Xander."

Swallowing hard, Mir refused. "I don't need them, my King. I will fight with my own two hands, with the powers Madworld had given me. Thank you for the offer." He proudly declared, a smile flashing on Max's face. "I'm ready for anything."

"Good." Maxwell replied, turning to face his armada, to give a speech before making the plunge. "To all of Parahumanity, we stand at the cross roads of infinity, a realm of endless dimensions and possibilities. From here, we can enter a golden age of life across the stars, or fall to the raging sea below like Icarus floating too high to the sun. But, my people, we do not have wings made of wax. Our wings are made of metal... In all things, be humble for you are made of Earth, but be noble, for you are made of stars. Our nobility is mistaken for hubris, and our power is said to be limited. I declare the opposite, that are limitless, with heads held high and fists raised to the skies, we are not Praetorians. We are not Supermen. We are not monks astute in their faith, pigs basking in filth, dogs itching for a fight, or soldiers praying for war. Matter of fact, we are Parahumans. Madworlders. Refugees, Mutants, outcasts and shut-out from the world. We are dreamers, believers, and beyond what it means to be human. Regardless of bloodline, race, power, or genetics, we are united, we are Para."

Tears welled in Mir's eyes as a flood of emotions came over him, hearing the Maxwell's speech inspired a sense of patriotism and loyalty unlike any other. Mir came from nothing, the slums of Mad City, and now he stood beside the very King of the Parahumans, and it made him realize that dreams were possible, that regardless of birth, one could rise to whatever challenge they faced. Whether Mir lived or died in the slums, he knew now what it means to be not just a Parahuman, but what it means to be a Madworlder. Maxwell's face with slightly red from the speech, but he was stoic in his command. "All ships, begin the jump to Praetorian air space."

---

Going through the massive portal, the hundreds of air ships all simultaneously appeared out of the thin blue sky some ways from Praetoria in the southern hemisphere, the the floating city a little ways away but visible on the horizon. Mir's gut tightened at the sight, stifling back a sense of familiarity, that Praetoria shared a likeness to Madworld, that one floated on the ocean while the other floated on the clouds. His ears heard Maxwell giving out orders to his ships as they entered another jump of the Siege Courageous, putting themselves into positions the Mad King had thought of ahead of time, slowing advancing toward the sky city, but Mir was too focused on the events to come. He was no fighter like Val or Max, but he was a soldier at one point, yet a diplomat by choice.

"Broadcasting to Praetoria..." Maxwell said to his screen, waiting for the on-air signal. "People of Praetoria, this is Maxwell Morningstar, King of the Parahumans, and I come in search of peace, bringing an armada of warships to promote that cause." He thundered, poking fun at his reasoning. "The Civil War is in full swing, and I am distinctly against Registration, something Emperor Xander seems to champion. I've come to start a dialogue on... Shifting circumstances in relation to the Empire of Praetoria, that perhaps we can advance our relationship and start the process of re-interpreting National Registration across the globe."

"Should our discussions break down..." Maxwell continued, "Then I shall bring the Civil War to Praetoria, and bring Praetoria to the ground. I will be waiting for you, Sol Invictus." Maxwell said with ominous intent, clicking the on-air off, and breathing a deep sigh, his eyes trained on the screen, shaking slightly. Mir could sense it, but he wouldn't dare comment on it. It was just so strange to see - Maxwell looked afraid, yet he said things he would usually say. A tone of condescension and thinly veiled threats, yet, Mir realized it was bluff, that the Mad God feared the Golden God. Mir wished he could ask for the Nega-Bands now, and wondered just how powerful Xander could be if Mad Max was scared of the coming battle.

[New Neros]

Indominus Rex
Golden God versus Mad God
Theme

The silence that filled the Emperor’s ears was alien, in a land he had grown accustomed to hearing every single heartbeat, he felt only a precious few. It was not loss by some external force, but loss he had caused with his own two hands, where his people were not killed, but left of their own accord. He sat in solemn silence upon his throne, his palace dark, save for a single ray of light illuminating his seat from behind his head. His face cast in shadow, he lowered his chin as he felt a familiar presence. Moments later, the doors of his throneroom were thrown open as one of his precious few kinsmen stumbled in. “My Emperor!” He cried, a strong voice, a member of the Praetorian Guard, “My Emperor, he is here! Do you feel his presence? Both his energy and lack of it?” He asked, frantic, flustered, afraid.

Casting a look to the side, Xander bore no strong emotion, but calmly informed his subordinate. “I can feel his energy from two planets away. I knew he was coming, but I wasn’t sure when. Seems like he knows just when to kick a man when’s down.” Xander said, tightening his grip on one of his arm rests, rising from the chair slowly. “Prepare the Guard, but keep them hidden. Maxwell is someone who knows too much for his own good… But not enough to be humble.” Xander walked with his Guard side by side for a moment until the Praetorian raced elsewhere, signalling a mobilization of the few Kryptonians, Kree, and other races still left on Praetoria. Xander stood outside of his palace, looking off into the clouds, finding their sight obstructed by metal ships.

“You’ve left me targets in the sky, Mad King. They will meet a watery grave, should you hide from my wrath.” Xander began to float into the sky, leaving Praetoria behind, meeting the armada the Parahuman King had assembled. “Seems like you’ve willed these beasts into existence, Maxwell. I always took you for a man who would step on another if got him ahead.” Xander shouted, a few hundred meters away from the ship that contained Max, something he could tell by heartbeat alone. “Sol Invictus. That’s the name you called me.” He said with a smirk, “I kinda like it. What does that make you, Indominus Rex? That’s what you say to your friends in the Anti-Registration Movement. Why don’t you come out of that trash can and look me right in the eyes. Face to face, and tell me why you think you can intimidate me.”

Back within the Indomitable, Maxwell’s jaw tightened as Xander appeared and began to speak, Mir sensing the discomfort in his King. Flashing his own eyes to the Praetorian Emperor, Mir could see why - He held himself with just as much confidence as the Mad King, unafraid, and willing to go the distance if it meant victory. Mir realized why Mad Max was so afraid of Xander, because he saw too much of himself in the Emperor. Maxwell seemed to be preparing to make a response, but to Mir’s surprise, Max leapt from his control throne. “Track every heat source on Praetoria. Every anomaly. If Xander’s planning something, this is it, this is how he’ll do it.”

“Why go?” Mir asked, Maxwell turning to look at his Godbreaker. “Why not stay here and go with the battle as planned?” Maxwell cast a look in the other direction, not facing Mir as he replied.

“Because we’re not any more safe here than out there. These vessels can take a beating, but Xander is something else entirely. If he put his mind to it, there’s nothing stopping him from coming in to meet me right now.” Finally, he turned back to look at Mir, the Godbreaker seeing the emotion in his King’s face, and realizing a deeper meaning. Pride. Mad Max climbed to the roof of his ship, opening the hatch and finding himself surrounded by the cold, blowing wind as he stepped out on tohe vessel, his metal suit clanking loudly on the metal beast. Lifting himself into the air with his energy abilities, the Mad King floated to where Xander was.

A smirk lay on the Praetorian Emperor’s face, while a deep scowl was embedded on the Parahuman King’s. “I honestly didn’t think you’d show up.” Xander said with a laugh, “So, tell me, why did you bring this armada to my doorstep? Did you decide to open up your massive heart and give me a shooting gallery?” He asked with heaps of sass and sarcasm. Maxwell did not respond, taking Xander back a bit, but continuing on. “So, man to man, what’s the deal?”

“The deal is you.” Maxwell said, turning over his hand and curling his fingers, as if he were grabbing something. “You want the world in the palm of your hand. You expected us to kneel, to obey. You thought whatever it is you’re doing is right because you don’t know what wrong is. Everyone around you agrees with what you say out of fear for their tongues, hands, and lives. Your own people live in fear of you.”

“Not anymore.” Xander replied, “They don’t anymore.” The reply was grim and with sadness for an empire lost, but it did not strike against the Mad King. Xander tightened his face and curled his lip slightly looking back up at Max, and responding. “So, you’re telling me, that your problem isn’t exactly with registration, but with me particularly?” He asked for clarification, Maxwell standing still and not answering. “You know, I always thought you were an alright guy, never really saw you as anything more than an egotistical jackass, but now I guess I can add asshole to that list, too. But let me ask you something, what’s there to make me believe that you don’t want the same world in your palm instead?”

“There’s nothing to make you believe otherwise.” Maxwell said, Xander tilting his head a bit, surprised, “Unlike you, I don’t parade around as something I’m not. The world would be a better place in my hands, in my control. Maybe you’ve caught me with my pants down, that the King of the Parahumans wants to rule the world. Surprising, shocking, even.” Maxwell continued with some venom, talking down to Xander, causing the Emperor to tighten his fists. “I’m not exactly what you’d call a hero. A Mad Man, Mad King, or Mad God. There’s little difference in those three.”

“Sometimes I wonder if you believe the bullshit that comes out of your mouth.” Xander fired back, finally cracking Max’s face into a small smile. “I’m going to make you an offer, something that’s gonna save you and me a loooot of time and a loooot of blood. Let’s keep this between you and me, just us, no one else interfering and no one else helping either of us.”

“You say that like it’s a fair fight, Xander. I have much, much more to lose here.”

“So,” Xander said, thunderously loud so that all could hear, “You’re telling me that you’re afraid to fight, Maxwell? That you’re too weak to fight a single man?” Xander pried, Maxwell gritting his teeth violently as the Praetorian Emperor goaded him. “I want to keep your pretty little ships and their couple of hundred crews out of harm's way and you deny them? You sentence them to an early death because you’re afraid?” Xander hollered with a smirk, watching the Mad King squirm, flashing his eyes to and fro, knowing that his soldiers were all watching for the move their King would make. Pride, or a hard-fought victory that wasn’t even assured. Maxwell had to choose.

Mad Max held his eyes closed tightly and opened them slowly, a vicious look coming from them. “Fine. I’ll fight you. One on one. Name your battlefield.”

Xander cast a quick look behind him and around himself, judging the Earth to be too vulnerable for the two of them to trade blows. “Whenever big fights go on, Earth seems to get the short end of the stick. Let’s go somewhere we can both can let loose a little bit. Mercury? No, no too hot. Ah! Mars. That works. The red planet.” Xander said, “How about I race you there?” He said, disappearing in a flash.

---

“My Knights, be ready. I’m going to fight the Praetorian Emperor on Mars.” The Mad King said, activating his Siege Courageous, and stepping through the emerald green portal, setting foot right on Mars instantly through the teleportation device. The dusty wind blew fiercely, Maxwell scanning his immediate surroundings for Xander, but finding him nowhere. Without warning, a lightning bolt shot from the heavens and slammed onto the martian landscape, sending dust and debris flying all around, but Maxwell didn’t move a muscle.

At the epicenter of the crater stood a Golden God, lightning bolts racing across his body as the friction he had from the thin atmosphere still clung to him. “Sorry, I was on the other side of the planet.” Xander said with a half smile, which died down as he realized Max wasn’t laughing or smiling at the comment. In fact, all Xander could feel was massive energy spikes concentrated Max’s body, the rock cracking beneath his feet and the thin air distorting around him. “Something on your mind, champ?”

In an instant, both Max and Xander disappeared, the Mad King tackling the Golden Emperor and sending both of them into a mountain range several kilometers away in the blink of an eye, leaving a trail of light blue plasma as the duo tore through the air. Xander’s back and head collided with the red rocks with incredible raw force, sending shockwaves through the mountains and right to the planet’s tectonic plates. Mad Max tore himself from Xander, who smoked and steamed with friction burns, a bit dizzy, but still very much able to fight back. Wiping off his lips, Xander prepared to counter attack, but was grabbed by the neck and pulled forward out of the crater his body had made and slammed back in with considerable force.

Breaking apart the mountain, it began to collapse on the duo, Maxwell taking no mind to the event as he reared back his fist and delivered it to Xander’s face with explosive power, annihilating part of the Golden God’s skull, and leveling the rest of the mountain the two stood on. Separated by a man-made valley, the mountain system threw up dust and dirt high into the clouds, obscuring the scene as Mad Max stood over Xander. “Not used to having people lord over you, huh?” Maxwell asked to Xander’s body. “Get used to this feeling.”

With a thunderous smack, Maxwell was sent flying straight up through the cloud of debris at incredible speed, Xander having delivered an uppercut with incredible, raw power. Before the Mad King’s body could slow down as it reached the middle atmosphere, Xander appeared above him and delivered an elbow to the top of Maxwell’s head, sending him right back down to the Martian surface. Midway before he impacted, Xander slammed his feet into Max’s back with high speed, accelerating the King’s momentum as he made landfall on the surface, sending deep fissures across several miles and creating a sizable impact crater, with Xander on top of the Mad King still. “How does it feel?” He asked in a sarcastic tone, “To have someone lord over yo-”

Xander’s words were interrupted by a sudden and massive burst of energy, the Praetorian Emperor jumping out of the way in time, setting himself gently on the ground some ways away, looking at the decently sized sphere. As the energy dome shrank back, it revealed a scorched and melted surface, smoking and steaming with the very rocks themselves red-hot. Walking among the lava field was Mad Max, slowly, a bit discomforted. He leaned forward and threw his upper body back violently, a sound-barrier breaking CRACK thundering across the landscape as he righted his spine. Two light blue spheres were formed in Mad Max’s palms, with a golden glow becoming apparent in Xander’s eyes. They stood watching the other for a moment, looking for their opening or for the other to make a move, both hardly scratched from the devastation they inflicted on each other, their fight just beginning.

"Indominus Rex." Maxwell grimly stated, Xander parroting him by stating his own title, mocking Maxwell.

"Sol Invinctus."

[New Rnclave]

Tomia:

" But we can go anywhere then." She whispered in disbelief. " But... Nu-Uh! You can't jump that far!"

The little girl seemed to freeze in place. quickly trying to find a place they could do instead, somewhere she'd never been before. If Claudia didn't know better, it was like she was vibrating across the soft grass. Deep within the wreckage of what was once a house, a small tattered poster of the Twin Towers hung limply, slick with rain.

"I wanna go there!" She shouted happily, bouncing up and down in the grass, now messy pig tails bobbing with her. Pointing a small finger towards the small poster, she rushed back inside, grabbing her favorite stuffed animal, a small, albeit dusty, brown teddy bear, giggling happily she jumped into Claudia's arms.

"Sure. That's in New York. Though it's a little different than the picture..." She explained. She cradled the girl comfortably in her arms, the already small child dwarfed even more by the Titan Red Claudia. She inhaled, and exhaled. "Alright, you may want to hold on tight. Also whatever you do don't freak out alright. I'll protect you." She spoke. She frowned, realising she didn't know what direction New York was in. She shrugged. We're bound to get there eventually. With that, she moved back and had a running start for this jump. Her Long red legs propelling her in the air as she used a some fire to give herself a boost. As they reached a the high arc of their jump Claudia laughed slightly and let out a exclamation of joy. When they landed, her red body absorbed the incredibly impact like it was nothing, keeping Tomia safe from the force of it. She looked around, noticing she was probably going in the right direction.

A few more jumps and they landed in the metropolitan city through pure luck. Of course she nearly overshot it a few times and three jumps was an exaggeration, but she still didn't have to jump too much to get there. She jumped on a few buildings rooftops, careful not to use too much force that would completely demolish them.

She paused. "So you're a Saiyan like your father right?" She asked. "That means you have powers too right?"

Tomia:

" What! Mommy said I'm not a Saiyan. She said Saiyans are evil and d-de-str-ctive." Shaking her head, a grin covered Tomia's face as he grabbed Claudia's hand, she began to pull at her, trying to drag her towards the stop sign. Humuorsly, the child seemed to have inherited a large amount of Hiroshi's strength, and managed to pull Claudia a few feet towards the road.

" What was that golden thingy Daddy did? He did it for a long time while he was fighting that mean blue man. He seemed really grumpy too, why was he so mean to us?" She asked innocently. Occasionally, a man or women would walk by them, sparing only a few glances at the dirty child and large crimson titan standing there. They'd landed near the center of the city, rather than in the suburbs. They were surrounded by shopping centers, restaurants, office buildings and an ungodly plethora of noise. The sound of the city was familiar, reminding Tomia of her time of Aether, her Moms home planet.

Skipping down the street, dragging Claudia by the hand, the winter chill seemingly doing nothing to hinder the child, Tomia stopped every other second to point at something new.

" Oh! Whats that?"

" Can we go in there?"

"I want one of those!"

"Whose that?"


The last question was pointed at a man standing at the street corner. His black hair poured off his head and rested against his shoulders. His muscled chest was exposed, and his boots clacked loudly against the sidewalk as he strode across, as though he was searching for someone.

Broly:

They were all so.. pitiful.

The Mark on his forehead was a symbol of his own weakness, his own shortcomings. It infused him with a power far weaker then his own, but a power which could be controlled. It was as if his entire life up to this point had been a repeat of his failings. The destruction his home planet, something he still remembered as vividly as the day it had happened. Memories which included the blade descending on him, his father watching on in helplessness as it pierced his throat. The planet disappearing into flames and smoke, that was the day what he was was truly awakened. The days that followed were a blur, a blur of him tumbling though space.

But inside of all of that, there was the screaming and crying. Inside all of that, there was a name he heard more than his own. Okarot.

Now for the first time in his existence, for the first tie since his birth, he could feel a power, a power like his own, another warrior to destroy at his feet. Something stirred in his chest, an unmistakable rumble of energy from within, yearning to break free and annihilate this warrior. Turning his head, he stared into the eyes of his soon to be kill. It was a child, but she was unmistakably Saiyan, the tail, her hair, and the way she walked all told him she was a Saiyan. Behind her, she dragged a red women, rather muscled and not entirely unattractive he supposed, perhaps he could have fun with her when he was done here.

A field of green energy burst from Broly, crumpling the buildings around him like tin foil, and sending the child sprawling as the entire planet shook with his barely restrained fury. Broly grit his teeth in exertion, barely holding back the power yearning to break free.

'Kid." He seethed, reaching a massive hand out, a film of green shining brightly around him. " You'll be my first victim."

[New Rnclave]

Tomia:

" What! Mommy said I'm not a Saiyan. She said Saiyans are evil and d-de-str-ctive." Shaking her head, a grin covered Tomia's face as he grabbed Claudia's hand, she began to pull at her, trying to drag her towards the stop sign. Humuorsly, the child seemed to have inherited a large amount of Hiroshi's strength, and managed to pull Claudia a few feet towards the road.

" What was that golden thingy Daddy did? He did it for a long time while he was fighting that mean blue man. He seemed really grumpy too, why was he so mean to us?" She asked innocently. Occasionally, a man or women would walk by them, sparing only a few glances at the dirty child and large crimson titan standing there. They'd landed near the center of the city, rather than in the suburbs. They were surrounded by shopping centers, restaurants, office buildings and an ungodly plethora of noise. The sound of the city was familiar, reminding Tomia of her time of Aether, her Moms home planet.

Skipping down the street, dragging Claudia by the hand, the winter chill seemingly doing nothing to hinder the child, Tomia stopped every other second to point at something new.

" Oh! Whats that?"

" Can we go in there?"

"I want one of those!"

"Whose that?"


The last question was pointed at a man standing at the street corner. His black hair poured off his head and rested against his shoulders. His muscled chest was exposed, and his boots clacked loudly against the sidewalk as he strode across, as though he was searching for someone.

Broly:

They were all so.. pitiful.

The Mark on his forehead was a symbol of his own weakness, his own shortcomings. It infused him with a power far weaker then his own, but a power which could be controlled. It was as if his entire life up to this point had been a repeat of his failings. The destruction his home planet, something he still remembered as vividly as the day it had happened. Memories which included the blade descending on him, his father watching on in helplessness as it pierced his throat. The planet disappearing into flames and smoke, that was the day what he was was truly awakened. The days that followed were a blur, a blur of him tumbling though space.

But inside of all of that, there was the screaming and crying. Inside all of that, there was a name he heard more than his own. Okarot.

Now for the first time in his existence, for the first tie since his birth, he could feel a power, a power like his own, another warrior to destroy at his feet. Something stirred in his chest, an unmistakable rumble of energy from within, yearning to break free and annihilate this warrior. Turning his head, he stared into the eyes of his soon to be kill. It was a child, but she was unmistakably Saiyan, the tail, her hair, and the way she walked all told him she was a Saiyan. Behind her, she dragged a red women, rather muscled and not entirely unattractive he supposed, perhaps he could have fun with her when he was done here.

A field of green energy burst from Broly, crumpling the buildings around him like tin foil, and sending the child sprawling as the entire planet shook with his barely restrained fury. Broly grit his teeth in exertion, barely holding back the power yearning to break free.

'Kid." He seethed, reaching a massive hand out, a film of green shining brightly around him. " You'll be my first victim."

Claudia tried her best to answer the childs questions. She was actually enjoying herself, Tomia's joy was infectious and she couldn't help but find this kid utterly and completely adorable.

Then some asshole came in. And Claudia was mad again.

---

Claudia's frown could have sent grown men scrambling for their mothers at that moment. Her own momma bear instincts kicked in as she pushed Tomia behind her, putting herself between the two of them. Her frown quickly turning into a scowl of barely contained rage which would have given even the Hulk pause. She could feel his power. And you know what? She didn't give a fuck. No one. No one threatened that girl while she was around.

"Buddy. Or, better yet, Asshole." She started. "I'm going to say this once, because I feel in a surprisingly good mood despite how shitty today has been." She explained. "I'm going to give you the chance to walk away, right now. Because if you don't. And you touch so much as a hair on her head."

"I will tear your apart limb from limb, and then break your spine for good measure. And if you actually hurt her." He power shot up just thinking about how much this guy pissed her off. An Aura of blue fire circled her. "I'll burn you alive while I do it."

"So what's it going to be? You walking away and going back to whatever the fuck you were doing before, or I see how much you can piss me off. Your choice."

You are the chosen one, the Super Saiyan.

Only one part of that phrase was true, he was the Chosen One, but he was so much more than a Super Saiyan.

The shackles placed on his mind by Babadi since he was a child snapped one by one, nothing in comparison to the raging beast within him. A wicked smile filled his features.

The smile growing wider, Broly began to chuckle.. a chuckle which turned into something as dark and depraved as the power within him. This weakling before him thought she could hurt him? Even gods would recoil in fear of his power, the heavens themselves would shake with the power he had within him, and this was nothing to all he had, this was but a drop in an endless ocean.

Another burst of green energy burst from him, the ground around them fissuring, buildings rumbling and falling before a tiny fraction of his might. Turning his head to Claudia, his cackle became louder.

With the crimson women approaching him, Broly felt a natural response overtake him. Opening the vent of power dwelling within him, a geyser of green power exploded from him in a great gust of force, the planet quaking with his power.

To Broly, it was empowering. For the first time since he was a child, he could feel the power within him, unhindered by any limits or control. He could finally let the monster within him free. The dark power within him that had propelled him across the stars, which made him a Super Saiyan.. was a power which has been growing within him for decades now. It fed and it grew, and now it was finally being released. What it was, was so much then it had ever been before.

Ignoring the crimson girl, he strode forward, standing before the child.

" I chose my victims, Bitch," He cackled

[New Rnclave]

You are the chosen one, the Super Saiyan.

Only one part of that phrase was true, he was the Chosen One, but he was so much more than a Super Saiyan.

The shackles placed on his mind by Babadi since he was a child snapped one by one, nothing in comparison to the raging beast within him. A wicked smile filled his features.

The smile growing wider, Broly began to chuckle.. a chuckle which turned into something as dark and depraved as the power within him. This weakling before him thought she could hurt him? Even gods would recoil in fear of his power, the heavens themselves would shake with the power he had within him, and this was nothing to all he had, this was but a drop in an endless ocean.

Another burst of green energy burst from him, the ground around them fissuring, buildings rumbling and falling before a tiny fraction of his might. Turning his head to Claudia, his cackle became louder.

With the crimson women approaching him, Broly felt a natural response overtake him. Opening the vent of power dwelling within him, a geyser of green power exploded from him in a great gust of force, the planet quaking with his power.

To Broly, it was empowering. For the first time since he was a child, he could feel the power within him, unhindered by any limits or control. He could finally let the monster within him free. The dark power within him that had propelled him across the stars, which made him a Super Saiyan.. was a power which has been growing within him for decades now. It fed and it grew, and now it was finally being released. What it was, was so much then it had ever been before.

Ignoring the crimson girl, he strode forward, standing before the child.

" I chose my victims, Bitch," He cackled

Claudia grunted as she recovered from the blast. She got up, cracking her knuckles. She frowned. He is strong. Her first priority should be to secure Tomia. Fighting got her hurt the last time. She was going to make sure she didn't get hurt again. She had been entrusted the girl by Hiroshi after all. She quickly leaped forward again, sliding in to where she once was.

Once again between the giant and Tomia, she sent a gout of blue hot flame right into the monsters face with an outstretched palm. She then leaped back, Tomia in her arms as she frowned, her eyes searching for a place to hide the little girl. For now she kept her body wrapped around the child, ready to use her own body to defend Tomia if need be. She could heal herself. Tomia could not.

Hiroshi:

A plan, that was what they needed right now. Whoever this guy was, whoever was controlling him or giving him orders, didn't sense the dark power festering within him. The fact that this thing knew who Okarot was and was challenging his daughter and Claudia of all people, didn't help the situation any, especially if he wasn't there. And the fact that Hiroshi didn't know who or what this monster was, made the situation all the worse. What really mattered of course was that he was a maddened, cackling beast, with an energy incredibly dark.

Looking back towards Claudia, who was wrapping herself around Tomia, Hiroshi tensed as the monster stepped forward. They needed a way to get Tomia out of there and have fighters focused on this beast. Hiroshi could fight this thing, but power was angled in this beast's favor, skill and experience clearly went in his favor. Right now with Hiroshi on Namek, that eliminated him.

Turning his head, Hiroshi scanned over Moori, who had recoiled in shock when the monster had first appeared. Sure the power he felt from this thing was significant and would give him a run for his money, but it was nothing terrifying. Which meant Moori felt something they didn't, or had never felt a power like this, which honestly after Frost and Garlic Junior, he doubted.

There was a power near the building the Beast had destroyed that looked ready to fight, if they timed it right and worked in tandem, they could take this thing down-

There was a pause when Hiroshi turned to the new Elder of the Namek. The same expression Moori wore was etched across his features as well, and even in his social akwardness he knew that something was wrong. The Nameks had never been the bravest, but they'd never been cowards.

Unless they're picking up on something I'm not

" Hiroshi, if you fight that thing, you'll all die, the planet will be razed and destroyed. Please rethink your options." Moori finally said, trembling slightly.

Thats it. Off to Earth we go!

Flaring his energy, golden energy whipped up around him, lightening sparking around his form as his hair sharpened and spiked upwards. Sighing, he flared his energy more, the air before him shattering like glass before he dove through it.

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The world warped around him as jumped from planet to planet, finally arriving behind Broly, his guard raised as golden flames whipped around his frame. Steel towers rose into the sky, or some did, most looked crumpled and broken, while the wind whipped harshly at his face. But the Super Saiyan had no time to admire the city in its sorta glory, In front of him, the M marked beast began to cackle again, a stronger wave rolling off his soot covered face.

"What's wrong?" He cackled maddeningly, looking more confident and amused as he looked over Claudia " Have you never seen the true power of a Super Saiyan bitch?"

To Hiroshi, it was hardly words to incite anger.But the latter half of the sentence was cause for concern and fury. Claudia was someone he cared about, and needed to win this battle, and even if her power was incredible and fed by anger, he needed her level headed and focused to win this. Clearing his throat, Hiroshi got the giants attention.

" I'm sorry, but bitch isn't a very nice word." The words leaving his mouth as his aura exploded around him, the ground quaking as it fissured in every direction, a scowl covering his face as two twin orbs of azure energy swirled in his palms.

" I don't know who you are, but threatening my daughter and girlfriend really pisses me off prick!" With those words, the bolts shot from his palms, streaking towards the giant striding towards them. Colliding mere moments later, the landscape shook with incredible force, sending broken glass, twisted and warped steel, and chunks of concrete in every direction. The waves of force rolling collapsed a nearby skyscraper, its top breaking through the center and plummeting down through its floors. Smoke rose from the crater as Hiroshi stood stationary, staring expectantly into the crater.

When the smoke parted seconds later, Hiroshi immediately went into crisis response mode. Shifting his weight to one side, moving his arm out, he shoved Claudia aside and pulled back as the golden figure blasted between the three of them, coming in for a tackle but finding empty space instead. The tall giants legs slammed into the earth meters from them, causing a large build up a soil rock before him as the concrete cracked beneath him and the pressure he put off. The act slowed the Saiyans movement, giving him time to turn and face the trio, With a feral look spread across his features, he reached his hand out as a green orb formed in his hands, a new hill of rock forming as he moved.

When he threw his hand out, Hiroshi felt confident he could dodge the incoming blast, preparing to swat it away.. until it fractured. Hundreds of blasts scattered from one, and Hiroshi's face twisted into one of frustrated surprise. Bounding upwards, he dodged one below him, before twisting in the air like a pretzel to dodge several and swat more away from his daughter and Claudia.

The city, once a testament to human ability and success, quickly transformed into a hellish apocalyptic city scape. Green blasts rolled over around the city, sending cars, concrete, glass and warped steel in every direction. Hovering back, cautiously backing away from the looming smoke clouds, Hiroshi turned just in time to see the next attack coming. Before it could make contact, muscle memory taking over, Hiroshi spun away, smashing his palm against the monsters jaw, the Saiyan's eyes widening in pain as he flew through the glass of a shop.

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

A plan, that was what they needed right now. Whoever this guy was, whoever was controlling him or giving him orders, didn't sense the dark power festering within him. The fact that this thing knew who Okarot was and was challenging his daughter and Claudia of all people, didn't help the situation any, especially if he wasn't there. And the fact that Hiroshi didn't know who or what this monster was, made the situation all the worse. What really mattered of course was that he was a maddened, cackling beast, with an energy incredibly dark.

Looking back towards Claudia, who was wrapping herself around Tomia, Hiroshi tensed as the monster stepped forward. They needed a way to get Tomia out of there and have fighters focused on this beast. Hiroshi could fight this thing, but power was angled in this beast's favor, skill and experience clearly went in his favor. Right now with Hiroshi on Namek, that eliminated him.

Turning his head, Hiroshi scanned over Moori, who had recoiled in shock when the monster had first appeared. Sure the power he felt from this thing was significant and would give him a run for his money, but it was nothing terrifying. Which meant Moori felt something they didn't, or had never felt a power like this, which honestly after Frost and Garlic Junior, he doubted.

There was a power near the building the Beast had destroyed that looked ready to fight, if they timed it right and worked in tandem, they could take this thing down-

There was a pause when Hiroshi turned to the new Elder of the Namek. The same expression Moori wore was etched across his features as well, and even in his social akwardness he knew that something was wrong. The Nameks had never been the bravest, but they'd never been cowards.

Unless they're picking up on something I'm not

" Hiroshi, if you fight that thing, you'll all die, the planet will be razed and destroyed. Please rethink your options." Moori finally said, trembling slightly.

Thats it. Off to Earth we go!

Flaring his energy, golden energy whipped up around him, lightening sparking around his form as his hair sharpened and spiked upwards. Sighing, he flared his energy more, the air before him shattering like glass before he dove through it.

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The world warped around him as jumped from planet to planet, finally arriving behind Broly, his guard raised as golden flames whipped around his frame. Steel towers rose into the sky, or some did, most looked crumpled and broken, while the wind whipped harshly at his face. But the Super Saiyan had no time to admire the city in its sorta glory, In front of him, the M marked beast began to cackle again, a stronger wave rolling off his soot covered face.

"What's wrong?" He cackled maddeningly, looking more confident and amused as he looked over Claudia " Have you never seen the true power of a Super Saiyan bitch?"

To Hiroshi, it was hardly words to incite anger.But the latter half of the sentence was cause for concern and fury. Claudia was someone he cared about, and needed to win this battle, and even if her power was incredible and fed by anger, he needed her level headed and focused to win this. Clearing his throat, Hiroshi got the giants attention.

" I'm sorry, but bitch isn't a very nice word." The words leaving his mouth as his aura exploded around him, the ground quaking as it fissured in every direction, a scowl covering his face as two twin orbs of azure energy swirled in his palms.

" I don't know who you are, but threatening my daughter and girlfriend really pisses me off prick!" With those words, the bolts shot from his palms, streaking towards the giant striding towards them. Colliding mere moments later, the landscape shook with incredible force, sending broken glass, twisted and warped steel, and chunks of concrete in every direction. The waves of force rolling collapsed a nearby skyscraper, its top breaking through the center and plummeting down through its floors. Smoke rose from the crater as Hiroshi stood stationary, staring expectantly into the crater.

When the smoke parted seconds later, Hiroshi immediately went into crisis response mode. Shifting his weight to one side, moving his arm out, he shoved Claudia aside and pulled back as the golden figure blasted between the three of them, coming in for a tackle but finding empty space instead. The tall giants legs slammed into the earth meters from them, causing a large build up a soil rock before him as the concrete cracked beneath him and the pressure he put off. The act slowed the Saiyans movement, giving him time to turn and face the trio, With a feral look spread across his features, he reached his hand out as a green orb formed in his hands, a new hill of rock forming as he moved.

When he threw his hand out, Hiroshi felt confident he could dodge the incoming blast, preparing to swat it away.. until it fractured. Hundreds of blasts scattered from one, and Hiroshi's face twisted into one of frustrated surprise. Bounding upwards, he dodged one below him, before twisting in the air like a pretzel to dodge several and swat more away from his daughter and Claudia.

The city, once a testament to human ability and success, quickly transformed into a hellish apocalyptic city scape. Green blasts rolled over around the city, sending cars, concrete, glass and warped steel in every direction. Hovering back, cautiously backing away from the looming smoke clouds, Hiroshi turned just in time to see the next attack coming. Before it could make contact, muscle memory taking over, Hiroshi spun away, smashing his palm against the monsters jaw, the Saiyan's eyes widening in pain as he flew through the glass of a shop.

Claudia put Tomia down and smiled at her. A feeling of joy now going through her now that Hiroshi was back. Also, now her boyfriend aparantly... though she wasn't about to question it or complain... because it seemed right. Sex might be... odd... they'd have to find somewhere. She patted Tomia on the head. "Now, keep safe. Make sure the brick headed muscle brain doesn't hurt you. I'm going to go with your father and beat him up."

She then jumped, her red body, encircled with searing blue fire, leaped into the air. She landed on top of whereever Broly Landed, a mega hulk punch slamming downwards into the Saiyan, empowered by both fire and rage. She slammed her fists down repeatedly onto him, unrelenting in her beating. "Call. Me. Bitch. One. More. Time. Mother. Fucker!" She then followed up with another punishing downward smash. Claudia Smash puny Saiyan!

Hiroshi:

" Claudia, I know your angry but our best hope of beating this guy is if we work together and take him on together." Hiroshi offered, steeling himself as he stared into the inky black smoke where the Giant had been smashed.

As Claudia began to respond, the ground before them shattered, concrete scattering amidst a horribly loud wave of green energy. Floating there in the center of the smoke, the source of power was gathering his strength.

Looking up at them, his eyes blazing with barely held rage and hatred, the Saiyan sneered.

" Did you really think you could harm me? He roared. " Do you really think because there are two of you, that you can challenge the power I have in only my finger tip!"

There was another rumble from the Giant as a wave of force rolled off his body. It was hard to understand how quickly his power was rising and how quickly he was approaching a level Hiroshi couldn't keep up with. A chill ran up Hiroshi's spine as a maddened cackle echoed through the valley.

" I can't wait to strip everything you two care about away." Broly cackled " For everything you've done to me, for believing you could injure the Legend himself, I will make you suffer as no one before. I will hunt down everything you care about and rip them limb from limb! Just like I will do to you!"

The energy swirling around Broly exploded as he rocketed off at the two, the world warping around him from pure speed. Moving with all his available speed to intercept, Claudia in tow, Hiroshi threw a jab into Broly's traps, the impact echoing across the almost abandoned city scape, as loud as any explosion so far. The flesh hardly gave way, barely moving against the force exerted against it. There was no visible pain on the Saiyan's face, only a flash of fury as he roared at them. Even when he smashed his knee against Broly's ribs, the skin barely dented, unmarked by the force of the blow, as the Giant continued on his path.

Grabbing Claudia's arm then Hiroshi's, the Saiyan roughly dragged them up, cackling madly the entire time.

' What's wrong? Surprised that you pathetic excuses for Warriors are outmatched!" the Super Saiyan grinned, before dragging them at break neck speeds back towards the concrete below them.

Grabbing desperately at the hand locked like steel around his forearm, Hiroshi desperately attempted to yank his arm free. Flailing desperately, Hiroshi slammed his booted foot into the Monsters side and cracked him across the jaw with his palm, all to no avail. before the lock could be broken, the hand released his arm, Hiroshi knowing exactly what that meant. Within a second of the grip releasing, Hiroshi and Claudia slammed into the ground, their bodies cracking the asphalt and burying them beneath a wave of jagged rock.

Rolling in time, Hiroshi avoided a vicious boot coming down to break his ribcage. Bounding backwards out of the roll, Hiroshi raised a sloppy guard as a massive fist swung towards him, the strike jarring him down to the bones, as another arced up into his stomach, swinging him up into the air. before he could even begin to recover, the air shifted around him, just in time for the hulking Saiyan to move forward, twisting violently in the air, pulling his arm back from Hiroshi's gut. Seemingly within the same instance, the meaty fist came swinging back around again, battering Hiroshi's face like a hammer. With his head jerked violently to the side, Hiroshi lost what little control of his body he had left, his body rocketing away in a blur of speed. Skidding across the asphalt, his frame skipped violently across the surface, before he bounced off a car and through the glass window of a shop. Tile gave way to reveal mud, which made room for his frame.

it was only two hits, and it felt like he'd fought an entire sparring match with Pikkon all over again. Slowly, he began to pull himself up, ignoring the screaming and protesting from his muscles as he dislodged himself from the jagged tile. Clearing the worst of the mud from his eyes and neck, he heard several cracks and booms in the distance.

As soon as he looked up, a blue and gold blur was came rocketing towards him. Blinking several times, he recognized the frame of his daughter and the Saiyan from earlier, Moori told him his name was Hazzel. it took a moment for Hiroshi to release the young girl from the embrace.

" Kid, I know your glad to see me, but you need to go. this thing is hellbent on destroying us and I cant fight him without worryign about you, okay?" The sad nod told him everything.

" Hey, umm Hazzel, you got any fighting experience?" Hiroshi said easily, wiping more mud from the front of his Gi. turning his head, Hiroshi's eyes widened at the Giant, who was now casually and confidently striding towards them.

" Listen to me, in order to beat this thing, we have to work together. " Hiroshi shouted, his aura bursting around him as lightening scattered off his form. " Follow my lead and we can win this."

There was a moment where Hiroshi swore the Saiyan bristled at the remark. it was true though, even if Hiroshi didn't like teamwork as much as the next guy, this thing was to strong.

" I'll distract him," Hiroshi said quietly. " When I use my Sparking Meteor attack, I need you and Clauida to strike form opposite sides, if we hit him on three sides, there's no way he can keep them all at bay!"

Hear that Claudia? When I throw the Sparking meteor attack, you and this Saiyan we just met need to throw an attack too, overwhelm him.

[New Rnclave]

Claudia put Tomia down and smiled at her. A feeling of joy now going through her now that Hiroshi was back. Also, now her boyfriend aparantly... though she wasn't about to question it or complain... because it seemed right. Sex might be... odd... they'd have to find somewhere. She patted Tomia on the head. "Now, keep safe. Make sure the brick headed muscle brain doesn't hurt you. I'm going to go with your father and beat him up."

She then jumped, her red body, encircled with searing blue fire, leaped into the air. She landed on top of whereever Broly Landed, a mega hulk punch slamming downwards into the Saiyan, empowered by both fire and rage. She slammed her fists down repeatedly onto him, unrelenting in her beating. "Call. Me. Bitch. One. More. Time. Mother. Fucker!" She then followed up with another punishing downward smash. Claudia Smash puny Saiyan!

Hiroshi:

" Claudia, I know your angry but our best hope of beating this guy is if we work together and take him on together." Hiroshi offered, steeling himself as he stared into the inky black smoke where the Giant had been smashed.

As Claudia began to respond, the ground before them shattered, concrete scattering amidst a horribly loud wave of green energy. Floating there in the center of the smoke, the source of power was gathering his strength.

Looking up at them, his eyes blazing with barely held rage and hatred, the Saiyan sneered.

" Did you really think you could harm me? He roared. " Do you really think because there are two of you, that you can challenge the power I have in only my finger tip!"

There was another rumble from the Giant as a wave of force rolled off his body. It was hard to understand how quickly his power was rising and how quickly he was approaching a level Hiroshi couldn't keep up with. A chill ran up Hiroshi's spine as a maddened cackle echoed through the valley.

" I can't wait to strip everything you two care about away." Broly cackled " For everything you've done to me, for believing you could injure the Legend himself, I will make you suffer as no one before. I will hunt down everything you care about and rip them limb from limb! Just like I will do to you!"

The energy swirling around Broly exploded as he rocketed off at the two, the world warping around him from pure speed. Moving with all his available speed to intercept, Claudia in tow, Hiroshi threw a jab into Broly's traps, the impact echoing across the almost abandoned city scape, as loud as any explosion so far. The flesh hardly gave way, barely moving against the force exerted against it. There was no visible pain on the Saiyan's face, only a flash of fury as he roared at them. Even when he smashed his knee against Broly's ribs, the skin barely dented, unmarked by the force of the blow, as the Giant continued on his path.

Grabbing Claudia's arm then Hiroshi's, the Saiyan roughly dragged them up, cackling madly the entire time.

' What's wrong? Surprised that you pathetic excuses for Warriors are outmatched!" the Super Saiyan grinned, before dragging them at break neck speeds back towards the concrete below them.

Grabbing desperately at the hand locked like steel around his forearm, Hiroshi desperately attempted to yank his arm free. Flailing desperately, Hiroshi slammed his booted foot into the Monsters side and cracked him across the jaw with his palm, all to no avail. before the lock could be broken, the hand released his arm, Hiroshi knowing exactly what that meant. Within a second of the grip releasing, Hiroshi and Claudia slammed into the ground, their bodies cracking the asphalt and burying them beneath a wave of jagged rock.

Rolling in time, Hiroshi avoided a vicious boot coming down to break his ribcage. Bounding backwards out of the roll, Hiroshi raised a sloppy guard as a massive fist swung towards him, the strike jarring him down to the bones, as another arced up into his stomach, swinging him up into the air. before he could even begin to recover, the air shifted around him, just in time for the hulking Saiyan to move forward, twisting violently in the air, pulling his arm back from Hiroshi's gut. Seemingly within the same instance, the meaty fist came swinging back around again, battering Hiroshi's face like a hammer. With his head jerked violently to the side, Hiroshi lost what little control of his body he had left, his body rocketing away in a blur of speed. Skidding across the asphalt, his frame skipped violently across the surface, before he bounced off a car and through the glass window of a shop. Tile gave way to reveal mud, which made room for his frame.

it was only two hits, and it felt like he'd fought an entire sparring match with Pikkon all over again. Slowly, he began to pull himself up, ignoring the screaming and protesting from his muscles as he dislodged himself from the jagged tile. Clearing the worst of the mud from his eyes and neck, he heard several cracks and booms in the distance.

As soon as he looked up, a blue and gold blur was came rocketing towards him. Blinking several times, he recognized the frame of his daughter and the Saiyan from earlier, Moori told him his name was Hazzel. it took a moment for Hiroshi to release the young girl from the embrace.

" Kid, I know your glad to see me, but you need to go. this thing is hellbent on destroying us and I cant fight him without worryign about you, okay?" The sad nod told him everything.

" Hey, umm Hazzel, you got any fighting experience?" Hiroshi said easily, wiping more mud from the front of his Gi. turning his head, Hiroshi's eyes widened at the Giant, who was now casually and confidently striding towards them.

" Listen to me, in order to beat this thing, we have to work together. " Hiroshi shouted, his aura bursting around him as lightening scattered off his form. " Follow my lead and we can win this."

There was a moment where Hiroshi swore the Saiyan bristled at the remark. it was true though, even if Hiroshi didn't like teamwork as much as the next guy, this thing was to strong.

" I'll distract him," Hiroshi said quietly. " When I use my Sparking Meteor attack, I need you and Clauida to strike form opposite sides, if we hit him on three sides, there's no way he can keep them all at bay!"

Hear that Claudia? When I throw the Sparking meteor attack, you and this Saiyan we just met need to throw an attack too, overwhelm him.

Claudia grunted, pulling herself upwards. Rage filling her. Though not yet fast enough to compete with the Saiyan. She wasn't angry enough to take him on her own, and she wondered if she would ever be angry enough to do that. She was still not angry enough to reason and be logical, so she listened to Hiroshi, nodding mentally as she took in his words. She then focused on her rage, allowing it to build. Wondering if the giant would notice the sharp increase of heat and fire in the area as Claudia's blue aura of fire started glassing the floor and melting steel like marshmallows being hit by napalm.

Let's fuck this guy up.[/quote]

Hiroshi:

Cracking his neck, Hiroshi stood, sliding his foot back and facing his palm outwards his opponent.

"Hey you! What's your name anyways?" He called out.

The big figure froze, his head craning to look at Hiroshi with dangerous blue-green eyes. A wicked grin spreading across his features, he chuckled.

" Dead men don't talk boy." He cackled. " And I remember you all to well, you sniveling brat. Your nothing more than a useless child!"

Steeling himself, Hiroshi sneered as he flared his aura, the air sparking erratically as their auras interacted.

" Your awful cocky you pitiful child! Thats all you are, a pathetic crying brat with a grudge match. If you'd valued your life, you would have left before I arrived, I am the only Ascended Saiyan in existence, if you want a challenge, HERE! HAVE IT!"

As the gap between them, Hiroshi folded over as he clenched his fists. Golden fire and lightening washed over his frame as he felt his muscles become unbearably tight. Electricity sparked around him, scattering off his frame and reappearing as the ground cracked around him. Fissures exploded in the concrete, dust bursting out of them like geysers. The power he tapped in was the same he'd used against Garlic, yet larger. It had grown dramatically since that battle, and now this sick fuck would experience it for all it was. Shaking violently, Hiroshi slowly forced his head upwards against the fiery power flooding his veins, staring into Broly's eyes as he screamed louder.

First there was a sneer.

" Well I can't say I'm impressed boy."

Howling like an animal, Hiroshi ramped up his power even further. Dust was blown away from hm in waves, wave after wave washing over the Saiyan before him. Clouds swirled above him, rain coming in time to cool the rapidly heating asphalt around him. This was the power he felt within himself, and it was nigh limitless, it just kept coming. Screaming like an animal, golden fire rolled off of him, as thr world shook violently.

Finally, his energy peaked, Golden fire swept outwards one final time, becoming a massive golden beacon, illuminating the city. The flames around him blasted away, evaporating into the air, electricity rolling over the ground, danced around him. Standing upright, Hiroshi spit a wad of saliva and mucus at Broly.

Smirking, Hiroshi smiled as a rage filled cry escaped the beast, Hiroshi sliding back into his stance as he charged. The ground between them burst, water spraying out in a geyser before Broly burst through it. The wave of pure energy that washed over him almost overwhelmed him, almost staggering the Saiyan, and Hiroshi could still feel it grow. The power was not entirely dissimilar to a cup, and it threatened to overflow again, and Hiroshi was unsure what would happen this time.

Forcing his aura forward, the world before him shattered as he dove through his portal, disappearing in under a second, Hiroshi flashed from existence, before appearing again atop a skyscraper, his wild aura singing the steel. Flaring up his energy, Hiroshi let the monster know where he was.

Clasping his hands together before him, Hiroshi began to crimson energy between his palms, his hands being forcibly separated with the power coursing between them. Turning his head downwards, Hiroshi watched the city crumble and warp by the sheer movement of the beast they faced. A twisted swirling mass of destruction was making it's way towards him.

It didn't take long for the moving fissure to make it's way towards him, A huge cloud of inky black smoke rising from the once great city. The city seemed to be crumbling inwards towards the chasm near it's center.

"Spark...-"

In the midst of the traveling disaster, Hiroshi could make out a dull green glow.

"-ing...."

Another violent rumble rocked the city, before the vibrant green figure burst from the cloud, leading the destruction from the front row, a sneer of hatred spread across his features.

The terrifying eyes in Broly's head slowly began to fade to nothingness, his eyes entirely white and blank, yet so full of hatred. His mouth opened in a howl of fury, the distance between them closed, the creature pulling back it's arm, preparing to strike Hiroshi, the entire Earth pulling back with him.

That was Hiroshi's cue, just as his own energy peaked violently. Growling, Hiroshi flung both hands outward, his fingers spread outward, just as the ground splintered and warped from the sheer power being exerted against it. The immediate ground beneath him collapsed, the roof almost caving in before his attack could even be released, yet somehow it held, as though some external force was helping him. It was as if humanity was helping him stop the leviathan.

"METEOR!"

The golden and crimson wave exploded forward, the light drowning out the world around them as it consumed the larger Saiyan, who looked shocked at the last minute. Keeping his energy and hands focused, Hirosho glanced through the wave to see a furious monster, both his hands pressed against the wave, trying to take control,.

It was behind the Saiyan however, that Hiroshi felt to large powers spike as planned.

[New Rnclave]

Claudia grunted, pulling herself upwards. Rage filling her. Though not yet fast enough to compete with the Saiyan. She wasn't angry enough to take him on her own, and she wondered if she would ever be angry enough to do that. She was still not angry enough to reason and be logical, so she listened to Hiroshi, nodding mentally as she took in his words. She then focused on her rage, allowing it to build. Wondering if the giant would notice the sharp increase of heat and fire in the area as Claudia's blue aura of fire started glassing the floor and melting steel like marshmallows being hit by napalm.

Let's fuck this guy up.

Hiroshi:

Cracking his neck, Hiroshi stood, sliding his foot back and facing his palm outwards his opponent.

"Hey you! What's your name anyways?" He called out.

The big figure froze, his head craning to look at Hiroshi with dangerous blue-green eyes. A wicked grin spreading across his features, he chuckled.

" Dead men don't talk boy." He cackled. " And I remember you all to well, you sniveling brat. Your nothing more than a useless child!"

Steeling himself, Hiroshi sneered as he flared his aura, the air sparking erratically as their auras interacted.

" Your awful cocky you pitiful child! Thats all you are, a pathetic crying brat with a grudge match. If you'd valued your life, you would have left before I arrived, I am the only Ascended Saiyan in existence, if you want a challenge, HERE! HAVE IT!"

As the gap between them, Hiroshi folded over as he clenched his fists. Golden fire and lightening washed over his frame as he felt his muscles become unbearably tight. Electricity sparked around him, scattering off his frame and reappearing as the ground cracked around him. Fissures exploded in the concrete, dust bursting out of them like geysers. The power he tapped in was the same he'd used against Garlic, yet larger. It had grown dramatically since that battle, and now this sick fuck would experience it for all it was. Shaking violently, Hiroshi slowly forced his head upwards against the fiery power flooding his veins, staring into Broly's eyes as he screamed louder.

First there was a sneer.

" Well I can't say I'm impressed boy."

Howling like an animal, Hiroshi ramped up his power even further. Dust was blown away from hm in waves, wave after wave washing over the Saiyan before him. Clouds swirled above him, rain coming in time to cool the rapidly heating asphalt around him. This was the power he felt within himself, and it was nigh limitless, it just kept coming. Screaming like an animal, golden fire rolled off of him, as thr world shook violently.

Finally, his energy peaked, Golden fire swept outwards one final time, becoming a massive golden beacon, illuminating the city. The flames around him blasted away, evaporating into the air, electricity rolling over the ground, danced around him. Standing upright, Hiroshi spit a wad of saliva and mucus at Broly.

Smirking, Hiroshi smiled as a rage filled cry escaped the beast, Hiroshi sliding back into his stance as he charged. The ground between them burst, water spraying out in a geyser before Broly burst through it. The wave of pure energy that washed over him almost overwhelmed him, almost staggering the Saiyan, and Hiroshi could still feel it grow. The power was not entirely dissimilar to a cup, and it threatened to overflow again, and Hiroshi was unsure what would happen this time.

Forcing his aura forward, the world before him shattered as he dove through his portal, disappearing in under a second, Hiroshi flashed from existence, before appearing again atop a skyscraper, his wild aura singing the steel. Flaring up his energy, Hiroshi let the monster know where he was.

Clasping his hands together before him, Hiroshi began to crimson energy between his palms, his hands being forcibly separated with the power coursing between them. Turning his head downwards, Hiroshi watched the city crumble and warp by the sheer movement of the beast they faced. A twisted swirling mass of destruction was making it's way towards him.

It didn't take long for the moving fissure to make it's way towards him, A huge cloud of inky black smoke rising from the once great city. The city seemed to be crumbling inwards towards the chasm near it's center.

"Spark...-"

In the midst of the traveling disaster, Hiroshi could make out a dull green glow.

"-ing...."

Another violent rumble rocked the city, before the vibrant green figure burst from the cloud, leading the destruction from the front row, a sneer of hatred spread across his features.

The terrifying eyes in Broly's head slowly began to fade to nothingness, his eyes entirely white and blank, yet so full of hatred. His mouth opened in a howl of fury, the distance between them closed, the creature pulling back it's arm, preparing to strike Hiroshi, the entire Earth pulling back with him.

That was Hiroshi's cue, just as his own energy peaked violently. Growling, Hiroshi flung both hands outward, his fingers spread outward, just as the ground splintered and warped from the sheer power being exerted against it. The immediate ground beneath him collapsed, the roof almost caving in before his attack could even be released, yet somehow it held, as though some external force was helping him. It was as if humanity was helping him stop the leviathan.

"METEOR!"

The golden and crimson wave exploded forward, the light drowning out the world around them as it consumed the larger Saiyan, who looked shocked at the last minute. Keeping his energy and hands focused, Hirosho glanced through the wave to see a furious monster, both his hands pressed against the wave, trying to take control,.

It was behind the Saiyan however, that Hiroshi felt to large powers spike as planned.

Claudia:

Focusing her rage, Claudia practically vomited forth heat in a blue searing blaze of fire and burning death as soon as Hiroshi unleashed his attack. It was like a beam of pure concentrated fire and anger and rage aimed at the giant of a Saiyan. She continued to pour more and more into it even as she fired it, rage increasing largerly as she saw the tidal wave of blue crash into her opponent.

Hiroshi:

Another blue bolt of energy appeared, then another, before rocketing towards the stalled energy wave. The two blasts found their mark, and even past all the whipping dust and rock, Hiroshi saw the monsters hand splay out before his guard buckled. The two waves and fire swirled together, merging their energies from all three sources, before reaching critical mass.

Swelling unnaturally, the energy began to warp and boil, before finally detonating in an ungodly loud boom. A massive shock wave followed, uprooting block after block of buildings before throwing them violently into others. The full force was to much for even Hiroshi, who raised a desperate shield before the chaotic explosion that swept over him.

Caught helplessly in the wave, Hiroshi tore open a portal one more time, finding a new position as high above the city as he could. Looking down, he watched as Hazzel and his daughter closed with the rolling cloud, the full power of the blast seen. A massive spire of concrete, steel, glass and cars sundered the city scape without mercy. The shock wave itself became trapped within the extensive city, mercilessly wrecking the city.

Even from his distance, a strong pulse of wind nearly blew him away as he watched the remainder of their attacks die out, looking down at what had been a beautiful city, was now a boiling, scarred hell.

Floating down, Hiroshi landed before Claudia, a smirk across his features.

'Hardly even a challenge babe." He boasted, grinning at her. " Hardly worth wishing me back ear-"

The words trailed off as a cold chill ran down his spine. Within the heart of ground zero, something emerged slowly from the inky smoke. It took a moment, but a look of pure fear wrote itself across his features as his eyes widened.

"No... He couldn't have! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!"

The world itself began to rumble, the entire city trembling in fear before the growing power. Clouds swirled above them, lightening arcing down and striking hundreds of twisted steel wrecks.A faint green glow filled the air, tinting the entire landscape, easily replacing the remainders of their attack.

Huge plumes of dust still swirled around the city, smoke rising from buildings, but it was all pushed away from Ground Zero within moments as the green, glowing, monstrosity made itself known.

The Hiroshi heard something that made his breath hitch, A feral cry reverberated throughout the ruined city, it was almost a death cry in a way, but in reality it was something much more than that. Looking into the growing light, Hiroshi saw the monster, and he felt the evil power they'd fought so hard to stop from being released, cresting again. Only this time, it was concealed.. It was pushing this thing beyond any power he'd ever felt. Pushing him beyond.

In a terrifying display, waves of green energy rolled off of him, causing the entire planet to quake in agony of this transformation, and as the light crested, something new was born the scream fading away.

A golden glow hummed around him, and this time, lightening crackled around his frame and aura. Floating there was a massive Giant of a warrior. His body had more than doubled in size, and his muscles had bulged out to nigh ridiculous levels. With another wave of power washing off of him, the monster just stood hunched over, snarling and barking like an animal for a few moments, before slowly standing to his full size, a dark, wicked smile filling his features. Stepping forward, asphalt cracked and broke with each step, the Beast finally speaking.

" Die."

A moment later, it was followed by a howl of power and hatred, as the golden aura of the monster exploded monstrously... followed by evil, terrible laughter, it was something which reverberated within Hiroshi's very soul.

This Thing really was the Legendary Super Saiyan.

And Legends could not just be killed.

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Hiroshi:

They were all doomed.

There was a green flash as the inky black smoke parted, revealing the massive warrior, confidently striding towards the three of them.

" You think just because there are three of you, you could defeat me? Did two on one do any good? What makes you think one more of this planets pathetic warriors will give you the strength to stand up to me?"

He was right. Hiroshi knew that, there was no denying the facts.

" But that doesn't mean we'll give up!"

Before anymore words could be trded, The beast howled, before the Earth parted below him. It cracked and gave way as he charged, scattering the warriors, none having time to respond. A huge uppercut blew Hazzel away, a strong kick folded over Claudia and sent her flying through several buildings. Hiroshi himself was blasted away by the pure force the beats exerted, Hiroshi attempting to flip through the air for a counter-strike.

But it was too late. Before he could move a muscle, even manage a frantic flip, The Super Saiyan collided with him. A giant fist slammed into his abdomen, violently twisting his organs and bruising the tissue badly. His feet left the ground in a impossibly quick motion, the Giant swinging him into the air like a weapon, before batting the ground and several buildings with his helpless form, tossing him into the ground with ease. Struggling to breath over the blood clogging in his throat, Hiroshi shakily looked up to see a boot looming above him.

Tomia:

She'd been flying for hours it seemed, from the broken coffee shop her father had left her in. The destruction and the brutal beating of her father and even... Claudia, had been to painful to watch, the way they looked on in horror as that thing tanked ever blast and attack her Father could dish out, was unbearable.

" C-come on Daddy... You can do this!" Nodding, her eyes filled with determination, Tomia pushed herself as fast as she could, her body, as new to flying as it was, rubbed raw from continuous friction. Slowly, everything came into view, Her Daddy was on his back, the Beast confidently speaking to him whilst he raised his boot, preparing to stomp on him, the other man who had saved her was half sticking out of rubble, and Claudia was standing, if just barely.

" Leave my Daddy alone you big bully!"

Diving her leg out, arching towards the Titans neck, she drove a kick into his traps, pain exploding throughout her body as she crumpled, helplessly flipping over the monster and rolling through dust.

" I hate children." The Beast responded, before grinning like a madman.

Blinding pain followed, it was so intense that Tomia felt as if the entire right side of her face had simply vanished. Whatever hit her, did so with such strength that she couldn't see out of her right eye, her jaw ached with pain, and holding it shut was a struggle in it's own right. Something warm was leaking down the right side of her face, and dripped onto her clothes. Turning her one good eye, she spied the hand that smacked her away, sending her careening helplessly away. Colors swirled in her vision, two of the monsters stalking towards her as she lost the will to hold Super Saiyan.

" Who do you belong to little one?" it cackled, gripping her by the hair. " Let's just see who responds when I kill you."

As the monster pulled her up brutally, the world swam, an image of her Father, shakily standing to his feet, Claudia of all people behind him, squaring off against the monster as he gathered energy in his free hand.

The man was going to die.

Pointing his hand at Hazzel, it cackled as it released a large green orb, the area quaking as it detonated. In a terrible explosion, Tomia saw the man disappear in a terrible cloud of smoke.

" Leave he rout of this! She's just a child!" Hiroshi shouted before a horrific cackle filled the air.

" Tell me Boy. How much do you love your daughter?"

The words sent chills down Tomia's spine as he was tossed away, a strangled cry escaping her Father as he charged the Beast. it was almost impossible to move, let alone stand, and being tossed away so quickly was to much for her weak stomach, a violent expulsion from her stomach led to her getting vomit all over her dogi.

Looking up in a fit of dizziness again, she saw the golden form of her Dad lock arms with the beats again, struggling valiantly before folding beneath the monster in seconds. For the first time, Tomia saw her Father fight, and lose.

Tossed into the air, Hiroshi was simply batted aside as if he were a fly, slamming brutally into the ground and left unmoving as if he was nothing. Looking ahead again, she saw Claudia land several strikes before being kicked aside, bashed painfully into a building. When Tomia looked at her Father again, she saw his mouth open slowly in a desperate cry.

"RUN!"

Ice ran through her blood as she looked into her Fathers eyes. It was just like Garlic all over again, and he was gonna die for her, again. Staggering to her feet, she managed five steps before collapsing into a pile, coughing blood into her hands. Struggling to push herself to her feet again, a massive hand gripped the back of her dogi, before the other gripped her neck, before pulling her into the air. Holding her in the air, her legs dangling helplessly, a evil laugh filled the air.

" Look at how pathetic you all are You're all a waste of flesh and blood!"

Slowly the grip on her neck began to tighten like a noose. Every second the monster grip closed that much tighter, Even as pressure on his neck built, and red liquid ran over the Beasts hands, Tomia glanced over the battlefield with her one good eye. In her blurred vision, she saw Hazzel begin to rise, only partially concealed by smoke. Turning her eye away, she clenched them shut, willing the day, and this monster away.

With her eyes shut, she felt the hand close even tighter. Her lungs began to panic for air as her throat closed on her, tears welling up in her eyes.

Claudia. Claudia was getting up, and so was her Dad. They'd save her, they had too. Her Daddy would save her, he always did, he never gave up on her.

Suddenly, there was a popping noise in her neck, and pain exploded throughout her frame.

There was no hiding it anymore. There was no concealing the tears, no concealing the pain.

Everything in her mind screamed at her to fight back. A scream of absolute agony ripped from her throat before her neck tightened to far. Choking, pain howls escaped her as she shakily moved her hands up, gripping the hands and attempting to pry them away. With another pop, her hands fell away, her entire lower body falling limp.

All she could hear was the bones in her neck shifting under massive pressure.

Help. Someone please. Daddy!

" TOMIA!!

The last voice she heard was her Fathers as he sprinted towards her. For a brief moment, a smile grew on her lips, even amongst insurmountable pain and fear. Her daddy was coming.

It was quickly followed, not by the sounds of bones popping, but the brutal crack of them breaking. For a split second, pain tore through her, before her everything disappeared. She couldn't hear her breathing anymore, she couldn't feel a thing. She plainly couldn't hear.

In the final seconds, all she saw was her Father sprinting towards her, his arm outstretched, reaching for her.

And then she couldn't hear.

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Hiroshi:

They were all doomed.

There was a green flash as the inky black smoke parted, revealing the massive warrior, confidently striding towards the three of them.

" You think just because there are three of you, you could defeat me? Did two on one do any good? What makes you think one more of this planets pathetic warriors will give you the strength to stand up to me?"

He was right. Hiroshi knew that, there was no denying the facts.

" But that doesn't mean we'll give up!"

Before anymore words could be trded, The beast howled, before the Earth parted below him. It cracked and gave way as he charged, scattering the warriors, none having time to respond. A huge uppercut blew Hazzel away, a strong kick folded over Claudia and sent her flying through several buildings. Hiroshi himself was blasted away by the pure force the beats exerted, Hiroshi attempting to flip through the air for a counter-strike.

But it was too late. Before he could move a muscle, even manage a frantic flip, The Super Saiyan collided with him. A giant fist slammed into his abdomen, violently twisting his organs and bruising the tissue badly. His feet left the ground in a impossibly quick motion, the Giant swinging him into the air like a weapon, before batting the ground and several buildings with his helpless form, tossing him into the ground with ease. Struggling to breath over the blood clogging in his throat, Hiroshi shakily looked up to see a boot looming above him.

Tomia:

She'd been flying for hours it seemed, from the broken coffee shop her father had left her in. The destruction and the brutal beating of her father and even... Claudia, had been to painful to watch, the way they looked on in horror as that thing tanked ever blast and attack her Father could dish out, was unbearable.

" C-come on Daddy... You can do this!" Nodding, her eyes filled with determination, Tomia pushed herself as fast as she could, her body, as new to flying as it was, rubbed raw from continuous friction. Slowly, everything came into view, Her Daddy was on his back, the Beast confidently speaking to him whilst he raised his boot, preparing to stomp on him, the other man who had saved her was half sticking out of rubble, and Claudia was standing, if just barely.

" Leave my Daddy alone you big bully!"

Diving her leg out, arching towards the Titans neck, she drove a kick into his traps, pain exploding throughout her body as she crumpled, helplessly flipping over the monster and rolling through dust.

" I hate children." The Beast responded, before grinning like a madman.

Blinding pain followed, it was so intense that Tomia felt as if the entire right side of her face had simply vanished. Whatever hit her, did so with such strength that she couldn't see out of her right eye, her jaw ached with pain, and holding it shut was a struggle in it's own right. Something warm was leaking down the right side of her face, and dripped onto her clothes. Turning her one good eye, she spied the hand that smacked her away, sending her careening helplessly away. Colors swirled in her vision, two of the monsters stalking towards her as she lost the will to hold Super Saiyan.

" Who do you belong to little one?" it cackled, gripping her by the hair. " Let's just see who responds when I kill you."

As the monster pulled her up brutally, the world swam, an image of her Father, shakily standing to his feet, Claudia of all people behind him, squaring off against the monster as he gathered energy in his free hand.

The man was going to die.

Pointing his hand at Hazzel, it cackled as it released a large green orb, the area quaking as it detonated. In a terrible explosion, Tomia saw the man disappear in a terrible cloud of smoke.

" Leave he rout of this! She's just a child!" Hiroshi shouted before a horrific cackle filled the air.

" Tell me Boy. How much do you love your daughter?"

The words sent chills down Tomia's spine as he was tossed away, a strangled cry escaping her Father as he charged the Beast. it was almost impossible to move, let alone stand, and being tossed away so quickly was to much for her weak stomach, a violent expulsion from her stomach led to her getting vomit all over her dogi.

Looking up in a fit of dizziness again, she saw the golden form of her Dad lock arms with the beats again, struggling valiantly before folding beneath the monster in seconds. For the first time, Tomia saw her Father fight, and lose.

Tossed into the air, Hiroshi was simply batted aside as if he were a fly, slamming brutally into the ground and left unmoving as if he was nothing. Looking ahead again, she saw Claudia land several strikes before being kicked aside, bashed painfully into a building. When Tomia looked at her Father again, she saw his mouth open slowly in a desperate cry.

"RUN!"

Ice ran through her blood as she looked into her Fathers eyes. It was just like Garlic all over again, and he was gonna die for her, again. Staggering to her feet, she managed five steps before collapsing into a pile, coughing blood into her hands. Struggling to push herself to her feet again, a massive hand gripped the back of her dogi, before the other gripped her neck, before pulling her into the air. Holding her in the air, her legs dangling helplessly, a evil laugh filled the air.

" Look at how pathetic you all are You're all a waste of flesh and blood!"

Slowly the grip on her neck began to tighten like a noose. Every second the monster grip closed that much tighter, Even as pressure on his neck built, and red liquid ran over the Beasts hands, Tomia glanced over the battlefield with her one good eye. In her blurred vision, she saw Hazzel begin to rise, only partially concealed by smoke. Turning her eye away, she clenched them shut, willing the day, and this monster away.

With her eyes shut, she felt the hand close even tighter. Her lungs began to panic for air as her throat closed on her, tears welling up in her eyes.

Claudia. Claudia was getting up, and so was her Dad. They'd save her, they had too. Her Daddy would save her, he always did, he never gave up on her.

Suddenly, there was a popping noise in her neck, and pain exploded throughout her frame.

There was no hiding it anymore. There was no concealing the tears, no concealing the pain.

Everything in her mind screamed at her to fight back. A scream of absolute agony ripped from her throat before her neck tightened to far. Choking, pain howls escaped her as she shakily moved her hands up, gripping the hands and attempting to pry them away. With another pop, her hands fell away, her entire lower body falling limp.

All she could hear was the bones in her neck shifting under massive pressure.

Help. Someone please. Daddy!

" TOMIA!!

The last voice she heard was her Fathers as he sprinted towards her. For a brief moment, a smile grew on her lips, even amongst insurmountable pain and fear. Her daddy was coming.

It was quickly followed, not by the sounds of bones popping, but the brutal crack of them breaking. For a split second, pain tore through her, before her everything disappeared. She couldn't hear her breathing anymore, she couldn't feel a thing. She plainly couldn't hear.

In the final seconds, all she saw was her Father sprinting towards her, his arm outstretched, reaching for her.

And then she couldn't hear.

No she had though when Tomia was in the monsters arms. She was just about to move. The temperature went up to incredible levels. Then she heard the crack, and her heart skipped a beat. Tears came out of her eyes, quickly evaporated yet they had come out. No no no no no no.

"NO!" she screamed, tearing through her throat as if she vomited forth a thousand knives. The volume of it was enough to deafen people, like an explosion. She looked blankly for a second, with nothing but despair in her eyes.

Then her eyes lit up. Like someone had put a lit flame to gasoline they lit up brightly. Then in the next few moments Claudia charged the Saiyan. The temperature around her now enough to melt titanium like butter. It was hard to look in her direction, the fire so bright it would blind normal humans.

She screamed. She didn't stop even as she slammed into her foe, her fist rising to pummel Broly. Claudias fists rhythmically slammed down onto him like hammers, encircled by blue fire and powered by nothing but the purest of anger. She picked up in speed, completely whaling all her rage out into her foe.

Hiroshi:

Why?

All he did was try. All he could do was try. That's all he ever did, and somehow everything would work itself out. But they never did. Even when he put everything he ha into his efforts, everything always fell apart. He should be able to protect the ones he loved, he should've been able to save her! The one person that always pushed him forward, that left him hopeful that something would always be alright, was gone. And all that was left in Hiroshi's chest was an empty void, a swirling pool of sadness and despair.

Al that he could think of was the face of his child, the one thing he loved more than anything else, as she died in that Monsters arms, the smile she'd given him. She'd believed in him, and hoped he was coming to save her. And he failed. This couldn't be happening. Not on the same day he was wished back to life. It was impossible to believe it had all happened. It was impossible... He was never fast enough, strong enough, smart enough. He was the first Saiyan to achieve this level of power in a thousand years, he was an Ascended Saiyan, the pinnacle of Saiyan power, yet, It wasn't enough.

He'd failed Tomia, he'd sworn to protect her and achieved unparalleled levels of power to do so, yet it was never enough, he couldn't save her. He failed Tomia, his Mother, Oniyo and the entire Namekian race because he wasn't strong enough. Shakily looking at Claudia, he realized he'd failed her too, He'd sworn he loved her yet had allowed her to fight this beast, and had left her alone to handle Tomia. He never gave up hope, but what did that do for Tomia?

What had it done for his Mother? Or Ariel?

What had it ever done for him in his life? How much time had he wasted training? Could he have been a better father? Struggling to stand, Hiroshi wondered what Claudia would be like if they'd never met.

Uncontrollably, tears streamed down Hiroshi's face, his knees giving out as he fell, his eyes locked on the body of a little girl who thought she could swoop in and save the day as he had, a little girl who deserved better then him.

Sobs racked his body as he stared. Why wouldn't she just get up? Why was she hanging there in that monsters grip? The right side of her face was mangled, her eye crushed, the socket a bleeding mess. Ariel would be so mad. Maybe he could get her a sensu and everything would be okay...

But Ariel hated him.

And his daughter was dead.

"T-Tomia." Hiroshi choked, even the name shaking him to the core.

"NO!" Claudia screamed, the sudden wave of force sending Hiroshi sprawling. Everything was to surreal, but Hiroshi understood what was happening, the second wave forcing Hiroshi to raise his power. It was the same power he witnessed against Garlic, an incredible power born of godly rage. Looking over to Broly, he felt his grief and self loathing transform into something greater.

This bastard was just standing there, laughing. He was laughing that he killed his daughter.

Summoning his remaining power, Hiroshi shook with fury, fire flooding his veins, golden energy flickering around him violently. Even if he couldn't defeat this thing, he was going to get his daughter back.

" Well, you two are angry, Perhaps you wont be so disappointing this time!"

It wasn't Hiroshi who struck him, it was a red blur, strikes hammering into his form like a jackhammer. Energy pulsed off of Claudia, as if he was exerting the power of the sun. It wasn't him who would avenge his daughter, it was a girl who wouldn't know him if he didn't have PTSD. A girl who he was in love with, yet he didn't know if she shared the feelings.

For the first time since his transformation, Hiroshi saw pain burst across the beasts features. It was so shocking Hiroshi almost missed his chance, Steeling himself, he rocketed from his position, the earth cratering beneath him.

Flipping around the giant, Hiroshi cracked his knuckles across the Beasts jaw, blood and saliva mixing as they Super Saiyan stumbled. Sliding beneath a flailing fist, he grasped his daughters dogi, bursting off in a blur of motion, clutching the mangled body of a 5 year old.

There was another massive thunderclap behind him. And this time it wasn't Claudia striking the Giant.

Rage returned openly to Hiroshi's features as he set his daughter down, a familiar golden fire burning to life around him. So much of his hate had already been tapped in too. And there wasn't enough stamina left in him to release his power fully. The air around him sizzled with power, Hiroshi steadying himself as the beast approached.

The look of pure ragehad returned to Broly as well, the Monster taking several deep furious breaths.

" No one strikes me."

" And I'm sure no one lives to tell the tale either! Get on with it you son of a bitch! I'm still standing!"

The strike came so quickly, Hiroshi couldn't follow it. It was so incredibly powerful, even as it cracked across his jaw, that the impact resonated through his frame. Sparks of Super Saiyan energy bled off of him as his body lifted into the air, before falling backwards. His body barely traveled any distance before a meaty fist gripped his ankle. Immediately, his body snapped like a whip, the force of the blow traveling through his upper body.

Then he experienced real agony.

Pulled violently backwards, Hiroshi was impaled on Broly's knee, back first. His entire being blistered in pain, and his legs went numb within seconds. Something severed with the impact, and only for a moment could he fill the sharp pain within his back, just above where the knee landed. A pained grasp barely left his lips before a fist doubled him over, an elbow colliding with his head as he was slammed into the ground. Ribs broke and splintered under the force while blood spewed from his throat.

It was impossible to breath, impossible to think, and ran over the left side of his vision as Broly pulled him in close, fingers digging into the flesh of his throat.

" What a waste you are." Broly cackled as he tossed him down, raising his boot.

This was it, he was going to join his daughter.

"BROLY!"

Everything froze in time, a angered shout echoing across the landscape as Claudia sped towards them.

Get out of here! Go! Grab Tomia and Leave!

The words caught in his throat, blood vomiting past his lips, dripping off his chin and onto he torn remains of his dogi.

" Well, Bitch. Are you going to save this one?" The Monster cackled. " You're so pathetic!"

By the time Hiroshi recognized the words, the huge boot slammed down on his back, before grinding into it.

Unable to resist or hold back, Hiroshi screamed for all he was worth, despite the blood in his throat and lungs.

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Hiroshi:

Why?

All he did was try. All he could do was try. That's all he ever did, and somehow everything would work itself out. But they never did. Even when he put everything he ha into his efforts, everything always fell apart. He should be able to protect the ones he loved, he should've been able to save her! The one person that always pushed him forward, that left him hopeful that something would always be alright, was gone. And all that was left in Hiroshi's chest was an empty void, a swirling pool of sadness and despair.

Al that he could think of was the face of his child, the one thing he loved more than anything else, as she died in that Monsters arms, the smile she'd given him. She'd believed in him, and hoped he was coming to save her. And he failed. This couldn't be happening. Not on the same day he was wished back to life. It was impossible to believe it had all happened. It was impossible... He was never fast enough, strong enough, smart enough. He was the first Saiyan to achieve this level of power in a thousand years, he was an Ascended Saiyan, the pinnacle of Saiyan power, yet, It wasn't enough.

He'd failed Tomia, he'd sworn to protect her and achieved unparalleled levels of power to do so, yet it was never enough, he couldn't save her. He failed Tomia, his Mother, Oniyo and the entire Namekian race because he wasn't strong enough. Shakily looking at Claudia, he realized he'd failed her too, He'd sworn he loved her yet had allowed her to fight this beast, and had left her alone to handle Tomia. He never gave up hope, but what did that do for Tomia?

What had it done for his Mother? Or Ariel?

What had it ever done for him in his life? How much time had he wasted training? Could he have been a better father? Struggling to stand, Hiroshi wondered what Claudia would be like if they'd never met.

Uncontrollably, tears streamed down Hiroshi's face, his knees giving out as he fell, his eyes locked on the body of a little girl who thought she could swoop in and save the day as he had, a little girl who deserved better then him.

Sobs racked his body as he stared. Why wouldn't she just get up? Why was she hanging there in that monsters grip? The right side of her face was mangled, her eye crushed, the socket a bleeding mess. Ariel would be so mad. Maybe he could get her a sensu and everything would be okay...

But Ariel hated him.

And his daughter was dead.

"T-Tomia." Hiroshi choked, even the name shaking him to the core.

"NO!" Claudia screamed, the sudden wave of force sending Hiroshi sprawling. Everything was to surreal, but Hiroshi understood what was happening, the second wave forcing Hiroshi to raise his power. It was the same power he witnessed against Garlic, an incredible power born of godly rage. Looking over to Broly, he felt his grief and self loathing transform into something greater.

This bastard was just standing there, laughing. He was laughing that he killed his daughter.

Summoning his remaining power, Hiroshi shook with fury, fire flooding his veins, golden energy flickering around him violently. Even if he couldn't defeat this thing, he was going to get his daughter back.

" Well, you two are angry, Perhaps you wont be so disappointing this time!"

It wasn't Hiroshi who struck him, it was a red blur, strikes hammering into his form like a jackhammer. Energy pulsed off of Claudia, as if he was exerting the power of the sun. It wasn't him who would avenge his daughter, it was a girl who wouldn't know him if he didn't have PTSD. A girl who he was in love with, yet he didn't know if she shared the feelings.

For the first time since his transformation, Hiroshi saw pain burst across the beasts features. It was so shocking Hiroshi almost missed his chance, Steeling himself, he rocketed from his position, the earth cratering beneath him.

Flipping around the giant, Hiroshi cracked his knuckles across the Beasts jaw, blood and saliva mixing as they Super Saiyan stumbled. Sliding beneath a flailing fist, he grasped his daughters dogi, bursting off in a blur of motion, clutching the mangled body of a 5 year old.

There was another massive thunderclap behind him. And this time it wasn't Claudia striking the Giant.

Rage returned openly to Hiroshi's features as he set his daughter down, a familiar golden fire burning to life around him. So much of his hate had already been tapped in too. And there wasn't enough stamina left in him to release his power fully. The air around him sizzled with power, Hiroshi steadying himself as the beast approached.

The look of pure ragehad returned to Broly as well, the Monster taking several deep furious breaths.

" No one strikes me."

" And I'm sure no one lives to tell the tale either! Get on with it you son of a bitch! I'm still standing!"

The strike came so quickly, Hiroshi couldn't follow it. It was so incredibly powerful, even as it cracked across his jaw, that the impact resonated through his frame. Sparks of Super Saiyan energy bled off of him as his body lifted into the air, before falling backwards. His body barely traveled any distance before a meaty fist gripped his ankle. Immediately, his body snapped like a whip, the force of the blow traveling through his upper body.

Then he experienced real agony.

Pulled violently backwards, Hiroshi was impaled on Broly's knee, back first. His entire being blistered in pain, and his legs went numb within seconds. Something severed with the impact, and only for a moment could he fill the sharp pain within his back, just above where the knee landed. A pained grasp barely left his lips before a fist doubled him over, an elbow colliding with his head as he was slammed into the ground. Ribs broke and splintered under the force while blood spewed from his throat.

It was impossible to breath, impossible to think, and ran over the left side of his vision as Broly pulled him in close, fingers digging into the flesh of his throat.

" What a waste you are." Broly cackled as he tossed him down, raising his boot.

This was it, he was going to join his daughter.

"BROLY!"

Everything froze in time, a angered shout echoing across the landscape as Claudia sped towards them.

Get out of here! Go! Grab Tomia and Leave!

The words caught in his throat, blood vomiting past his lips, dripping off his chin and onto he torn remains of his dogi.

" Well, Bitch. Are you going to save this one?" The Monster cackled. " You're so pathetic!"

By the time Hiroshi recognized the words, the huge boot slammed down on his back, before grinding into it.

Unable to resist or hold back, Hiroshi screamed for all he was worth, despite the blood in his throat and lungs.

Suddenly Claudia picked up the leg that was pushing down on her boyfriend, her eyes were alight with rage as she litterally picked Broly up and used him as a club. She slammed his body down on to the ground repeatedly, like a she was swinging a toy arouns or using his face to beat the ground. She then tossed him into the ground, she then jumped into the air and slammed down onto her foe, her hand pushing his head into the ground, which she slammed repeatedly into the ground.

Hiroshi:

Everything was so... warm.

Every bone in Hiroshi's body felt like it had been crushed together, and his muscles pulled apart like stringy pasta. The boot had left his back when Claudia football tackled the bastard, but it wouldn't be long before she was overpowered again. He could feel it, a power beyond his own, building within his body, but he was too tired to grasp it, so it sat in his chest like a stone.

The ground next to him rumbled with force, a deep crater had formed where Claudia had hammered Broly into the ground. Shakily he raised his hand, reaching out for the red women.

"L-Leave... I-I'll hold him off... Leave the planet, grab Hazzel and... Tomia... Please, Please!"

A roar echoed across the landscape, the ground splitting as the Beast charged out of it, gripping Claudia by the crown of her head, pulling her into the air, which seemed harder than it might have been with someone else, seeing as Claudia was nearly as tall as he was.

" What was that supposed to be Bitch?, Broly asked, his voice filled with something someone could compare to delight. " Trying to play hero with your little boyfriend?"

Hiroshi cried out as he attempted to rise, digging his hands into the ground, but his legs refused to respond, laying behind him uselessly. Every movement was a struggle for him, every inch he managed to half crawl was like a renewed assault on his frame.

When Claudia was knocked away, it only strengthened the Saiyans resolve. Struggling to his knees, he coughed more blood onto his form.

Hold on... I'll be there soon...

Despite the blood filling his chest, and despite the severity of the situation, Hiroshi felt tears pricking at his eyes. She was going to die because of him, and he couldn't allow that. For Tomia and her, he wouldn't allow it.

Slowly bringing himself to his feet, despise his broken back, Hiroshi knew that one day this beast would be beaten. Maybe not by him, but someone would.

Claudia, I'm out of energy. I can't teleport again. Get Hazzel and Tomia out of here while you can.... He'll be distracted with me for a few more minutes at the least...

When the terrible laugh began to echo around him, and a power rose within the edges of his mind, he knew his words were going to be ignored. A green orb ahd formed in Broly's hands, and was growing larger by the second. It went from the size of a baseball, to a wrecking ball in seconds. So this was how he'd die permanently, brutally beaten before being atomized.

When the humming sound of the orb grew much louder, Hiroshi opened his eyes. Sneering, he drew his hand back.

" So long boy!" Broly cackled.

" GOD'S JUDGEMENT!"

The massive golden beam exploded form his palm, not aimed at Broly, but at the orb in his hand. As soon as it hit, it ripped into the unstable orb, which meant when it went off-

" Ha ha ha ha!- Huh?"

The maniacal laugh broke off as the beam pierced through the orb, finally releasing the power it held within. Even Broly screamed as his own attack blew up within his hands. When the blinding light in front of him burst, even he couldn't look away. The intensity of the blast hurt his eyes as he felt a scream of agony leave his throat, the air escaping his lungs bursting into flames. Flames licked up his side, before his right side, the side revealed to the blast, exploded with blood as vessels burst.

When the world finally faded to black, Hiroshi felt a hand on the back of his dogi, dragging him away.

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

Hell.

He was in hell he knew it. The air smelt like burning carbon and smoke, it filled his lungs and made him cough. The overwhelming scent of sulfur washed over him. It was a smell he was all to familiar with, the smell of burning cities.

Even worse, it was impossible to breath. Every gasp was a choke for air, a desperate plea by his body to inhale, but all that came up was blood, crimson spatter all over his ripped dogi. It was then that the full force of pain washed over him like a ocean wave. Everything was burned, his skin was blistered terribly, and both of his arms past the elbow were black and cracked, blood oozing from cuts and scrapes, and from where the skin had split. Even as air gently rolled over his skin, it felt like he was being dragged along concrete.

A struggling gasp escaped his lips, not as intense as it would have been if he could breath. Then weakness set in, his muscles finally giving out. Despite his eyes being closed, he knew he wasn't dead. if there was a god, he didn't want Hiroshi's suffering to end yet, that'd be to merciful. Who was carrying him? And if it was Claudia, Tomia better be with her.

Shakily reaching his hand out, he grasped onto her shirt, coughing up blood as he tried to speak.

'C-Claudia?"

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

Hell.

He was in hell he knew it. The air smelt like burning carbon and smoke, it filled his lungs and made him cough. The overwhelming scent of sulfur washed over him. It was a smell he was all to familiar with, the smell of burning cities.

Even worse, it was impossible to breath. Every gasp was a choke for air, a desperate plea by his body to inhale, but all that came up was blood, crimson spatter all over his ripped dogi. It was then that the full force of pain washed over him like a ocean wave. Everything was burned, his skin was blistered terribly, and both of his arms past the elbow were black and cracked, blood oozing from cuts and scrapes, and from where the skin had split. Even as air gently rolled over his skin, it felt like he was being dragged along concrete.

A struggling gasp escaped his lips, not as intense as it would have been if he could breath. Then weakness set in, his muscles finally giving out. Despite his eyes being closed, he knew he wasn't dead. if there was a god, he didn't want Hiroshi's suffering to end yet, that'd be to merciful. Who was carrying him? And if it was Claudia, Tomia better be with her.

Shakily reaching his hand out, he grasped onto her shirt, coughing up blood as he tried to speak.

'C-Claudia?"

Claudia frowned as she sat by HIroshi, craddled in her arms. She saw no point in using her air powers to do so when her own strength would do just as well. She stood, wondering where they should go. "Yes Hiroshi?" She answered. "We don't have a lot of time. We need to get you to somewhere you can be healed." She spoke. She seemed vaguely calm, though you could sense the anger she was bottling up for Hiro's sake was... overwhelming to say the least. It radiated off her like heat.

Hiroshi:

"T-T-The L-Lookout... S-Sensu B-Beans..." He croaked, his body screaming at him, his muscles shaking with effort.

Behind them, he could feel Hazzel... he wasn't in the best condition, but was he? His power was fading quickly, this guy was hovering around a 1/4 of what he'd exerted during the fight.

Tomia. There was power left, he could feel it!

'What happened' Hiroshi asked. 'Where is Broly? That monster?'

He could feel the monsters energy, but he couldn't pin point the location of the monster, only the haze of his ungodly power. It wasn't over yet. It wouldn't stop until that thing was dead. There was a grim irony to this all. He hadn't cared about the fate of Earth until his daughter showed up, now it's fate was down to him. Right now, as he let his girlfriend carry him, Broly was ripping apart families, killing Fathers and Mothers before their children. That could be Tomia, hell, that could be Ariel. There were so many other children like Tomia who were losing their parents as he lay here.

Never vocing it, mentally or aloud, Hiroshi quietly steeled himself, hardening his heart as he opened his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he raised his hand, gripping the top of his dogi and ripping it downwards. None of these people deserved to die anymore than Tomia had. He needed to survive.

He had to survive. Not to avoid death, or for Tomia even, but to stop Broly. This wasn't about him anymore, this was revenge. Tomia and so many others would die before he got there even if he left now. None of the others could stand against him, even Claudia, it would take to long for her to reach a level of fury high enough to defeat Broly. And she would suffer to long. No, he would have to do it.

" I will not die. I will survive this. I will get stronger. I will stop him. If not for Tomia or for you, then for everyone else who has suffered at this monsters hands.

For the first time in his life, Hiroshi knew what heroes like Alex and the others felt like. He would have to give his everything to defeat this thing, and so he would.

But even with all of this in his mind, his heart was slowing. Shivering uncontrollably, a moment later, Hiroshi rasped at Claudia, pressing his hand against her cheek.

" I can't give up yet. It's not done yet."

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

Frail.

Even as he felt Claudia shift upwards and bound once more, he could only bring himself to think about how frail he was. Earlier today he was one of the strongest warriors in the universe, but now he was a broken shell waiting for someone to heal him, after he'd failed to avenge his daughter. He, Hiroshi Mako, the first to achieve the level pf Ascended Saiyan, of Saiyan powe-

There it was again. An unbelievably powerful Saiyan was far away from him, battling with another no doubt on a distant planet. Even as he lay there, he could see the warrior in his minds eye. A golden god wreathed in flame, with golden locks stretching down his back. Something about the power was soothing, yet terrifying in the same moment. He could feel the exact same power within himself, yet he couldn't reach it. But as he lay dying in Claudia's arms, a shiver ran over him, this was a power he would acheive.

Coughing, the scenery finally changed to a familiar site, a old Japanese style building, with a white cat working quietly within.

"K-Korin.. Sensu.." His voice echoed, the cat yelping as he rushed towards him, a small green bean between his fingers.

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

Frail.

Even as he felt Claudia shift upwards and bound once more, he could only bring himself to think about how frail he was. Earlier today he was one of the strongest warriors in the universe, but now he was a broken shell waiting for someone to heal him, after he'd failed to avenge his daughter. He, Hiroshi Mako, the first to achieve the level pf Ascended Saiyan, of Saiyan powe-

There it was again. An unbelievably powerful Saiyan was far away from him, battling with another no doubt on a distant planet. Even as he lay there, he could see the warrior in his minds eye. A golden god wreathed in flame, with golden locks stretching down his back. Something about the power was soothing, yet terrifying in the same moment. He could feel the exact same power within himself, yet he couldn't reach it. But as he lay dying in Claudia's arms, a shiver ran over him, this was a power he would acheive.

Coughing, the scenery finally changed to a familiar site, a old Japanese style building, with a white cat working quietly within.

"K-Korin.. Sensu.." His voice echoed, the cat yelping as he rushed towards him, a small green bean between his fingers.

Claudia slowly lowered the Saiyan onto the ground. Then she took the bean from the cats hand and sat down next to him. "Thank you." She spoke to Korin, a sincere look on the hulks face. She inhaled, then fed Hiroshi the bean. "Alright. You're going to eat this. Then were going to go rend the flesh from that freak and use his intestines as a noose. Then... I don't know what happens then. But we're going to get through it while dancing on his burning fucking corpse." She spoke with such rage and hatred. "We will smash him until he's no more."

Hiroshi:

For the first time in as long as he could remember, Hiroshi knew what he was going to do.

" I need clothes." He spoke, Korin rushing to retrieve a black and dark green dogi. Pulling the shirt over his head, Hiroshi sighed, clenching his fist over and over again as blood pumped trough his body, his muscles vibrating with the strength passing through them. Turning to the cat, Hiroshi stuttered for a second.

" I... Thanks." He finally managed. Turning, the Hybrid strode to the edge of the tall tower.

" He;s still down there," He muttered " He won't be stopped by anyone down there."

The cat raised an eyebrow as he waddled over to the Saiyan. " Few beings I know possess the strength to outright defeat him, and he grows even stronger every minute. Ascended Saiyan just isn't enough Hiroshi, there has to be another way to stop him.

Korin:

He half expected an annoyed look from the boy, an outraged cry at his jab at Ascended Saiyan, but none came. Instead, the Hybrid stared unbendingly out over the earth around them, yet sadness and fury were mixed up in his eyes.

" Perhaps we could u-" Korin began to speak, before the air filled with static.

Energy swirled around them, golden fire sweeping across the small room, brimming from the cracks between tiles. With a sharp increase in wind, Hiroshi's hair shifted gold, force blasting in all directions, extinguishing the fire around them, swirls of dust and energy crrying anything not stationary away. As unexpected as it was, Korin was forced to plant his feet to stop from being blown away.

Staring with shocked eyes into his eyes, Korin saw only impassive seriousness, the same look he'd seen on his face when he'd come to heal so he could fight Garlic.

Before he could shout profanities at the Saiyan, electricity brimmed around Hiroshi, his power skyrocketing far beyond what it was earlier. his muscles bulging violently before tightening inwards against his frame. Wave after wave of force washed off Hiroshi, clouds surrounding the building rippled with energy, finally bursting with lightening, set off by the Hybrid.

Suddenly, it dawned on Korin. Hiroshi's almost constant battles and injuries had done more to improve his power and skill then he could have ever hoped. Even when he'd brought the bean, he'd assumed the boy would be dead before he returned, especially considering the shape he was in. He was as strong as he'd felt him when he'd unleashed his full power against Garlic, the blow that had collapsed the Dead Zone. The only one who had harmed the Giant besides Claudia,was Hiroshi. But this power wasn't hidden or reserve.

Stepping forward, Hiroshi stepped to the edge of the building.

"No. Claudia, stay here with Korin until I come back, your not strong enough."

Korin:

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

For the first time in as long as he could remember, Hiroshi knew what he was going to do.

" I need clothes." He spoke, Korin rushing to retrieve a black and dark green dogi. Pulling the shirt over his head, Hiroshi sighed, clenching his fist over and over again as blood pumped trough his body, his muscles vibrating with the strength passing through them. Turning to the cat, Hiroshi stuttered for a second.

" I... Thanks." He finally managed. Turning, the Hybrid strode to the edge of the tall tower.

" He;s still down there," He muttered " He won't be stopped by anyone down there."

The cat raised an eyebrow as he waddled over to the Saiyan. " Few beings I know possess the strength to outright defeat him, and he grows even stronger every minute. Ascended Saiyan just isn't enough Hiroshi, there has to be another way to stop him.

Korin:

He half expected an annoyed look from the boy, an outraged cry at his jab at Ascended Saiyan, but none came. Instead, the Hybrid stared unbendingly out over the earth around them, yet sadness and fury were mixed up in his eyes.

" Perhaps we could u-" Korin began to speak, before the air filled with static.

Energy swirled around them, golden fire sweeping across the small room, brimming from the cracks between tiles. With a sharp increase in wind, Hiroshi's hair shifted gold, force blasting in all directions, extinguishing the fire around them, swirls of dust and energy crrying anything not stationary away. As unexpected as it was, Korin was forced to plant his feet to stop from being blown away.

Staring with shocked eyes into his eyes, Korin saw only impassive seriousness, the same look he'd seen on his face when he'd come to heal so he could fight Garlic.

Before he could shout profanities at the Saiyan, electricity brimmed around Hiroshi, his power skyrocketing far beyond what it was earlier. his muscles bulging violently before tightening inwards against his frame. Wave after wave of force washed off Hiroshi, clouds surrounding the building rippled with energy, finally bursting with lightening, set off by the Hybrid.

Suddenly, it dawned on Korin. Hiroshi's almost constant battles and injuries had done more to improve his power and skill then he could have ever hoped. Even when he'd brought the bean, he'd assumed the boy would be dead before he returned, especially considering the shape he was in. He was as strong as he'd felt him when he'd unleashed his full power against Garlic, the blow that had collapsed the Dead Zone. The only one who had harmed the Giant besides Claudia,was Hiroshi. But this power wasn't hidden or reserve.

Stepping forward, Hiroshi stepped to the edge of the building.

"No. Claudia, stay here with Korin until I come back, your not strong enough."

Korin:

Claudia frowned, the air around her increasing in temperature as her hands closed into fists. She had kept herself together for Hiroshi, and had been quite surprised and glad that he had summoned the power to fight and the will to do so. But no one. Fucking no one. Told her to stay out of a fight. She wasn't going to sit around and wait anymore. "I'm not... Strong enough?" She asked. Her teeth gritted in barely contained rage. "Fuck that noise. I'm coming with you." She spoke. In as calm and level a tone as she could possibly manage.

Pissed.

She could not come. She couldn't be hurt for his mistakes, and he wouldn't lose her today. So even if he had to drive her away permanently, he would not let her fight today. Spinning around, his face contorted into that of barely contained rage, Hiroshi stormed over to the Red Titan, growling as he got within centimeters of her.

" What good did yours, mine or Hazzel's do her huh! What good will your rage filled attacks do in a fight like this? You will stay here! Just fucking listen to em this once!" He barked, his teal eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and fury.

[New Rnclave]

Pissed.

She could not come. She couldn't be hurt for his mistakes, and he wouldn't lose her today. So even if he had to drive her away permanently, he would not let her fight today. Spinning around, his face contorted into that of barely contained rage, Hiroshi stormed over to the Red Titan, growling as he got within centimeters of her.

" What good did yours, mine or Hazzel's do her huh! What good will your rage filled attacks do in a fight like this? You will stay here! Just fucking listen to em this once!" He barked, his teal eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and fury.

Claudia had dealt with just about enough at that point. With a single hand she reached out and grabbed the Sayain, lifting him up to about eye level, her blue eyes full of a blazing fire one might not yet have seen. "Listen well. I'm only going to say this once." She spoke. "I like you Hiroshi. A lot. And I understand you don't want to see me hurt. But all your doing right now is pissing me off. Which makes me want to make sure you kill this monster and that your safe even more."

"I'm not going to be the girlfriend who stays at home and cooks while you're out fighting. I am the girlfriend who smashes with her boyfriend. So don't you dare think for one fucking minute I'm letting you dump me here and fight a big ass Saiyan. Because I care about you too. And want to make sure your not killed either."

"And if you disagree with any of those points, your welcome to try and stop me from coming with you. Because the only way you're going to do that is by killing me." She spoke. Then flashed a savage smile. "Now, do you understand, or do I have to bash it into your skull?" She spoke, drawing their faces closer, so their lips were almost touching.

" But this isn't your fight anymore. I failed Tomia, and as her Father I will avenge her. She was a little girl Claudia, she didn't deserve this, she didn't deserve the life she was given. If I get in trouble... You'll know. But until I am beaten and can't take him on my own, I want you to trust that I'll take care of myself okay?" He said softly, giving a soft smile as he inched his head forward, their lips meeting softly as he grinned. Looping his arms around her, Hiroshi gave into happiness for a moment.

[New Rnclave]

" But this isn't your fight anymore. I failed Tomia, and as her Father I will avenge her. She was a little girl Claudia, she didn't deserve this, she didn't deserve the life she was given. If I get in trouble... You'll know. But until I am beaten and can't take him on my own, I want you to trust that I'll take care of myself okay?" He said softly, giving a soft smile as he inched his head forward, their lips meeting softly as he grinned. Looping his arms around her, Hiroshi gave into happiness for a moment.

Claudia sighed after the kiss. Rolling her eyes. "Fine. We'll try it your way first. But I will be watching you. If he hurts you I will come in and shove his head into his ass." She growled slightly, looking around, but then her smile returned. She was still holding Hiroshi, and her smile was a mishevious, devious sort of smile, with a bit of her savage hulkish nature. "Let me do one thing for you though." She spoke. She took him to the edge of the look out, still holding him with one hand. "Now, which way do you think Broly went?"

Hiroshi:

How ironic that I get to kill the Legendary Super Saiyan... Well, the second Legendary Super Saiyan

" He's heading East, in the time we've been up here, He's destroyed 3 cities. At the rate he's going, they're won't be much left once he's done, so I'm in a rush today. They'll be plenty of time for you to throw me places when I get back, but for now, I've got a Super Saiyan to kill," The Ascended Saiyan said, his aura exploding around him as he strode towards the edge of the tower." Time to face the second warrior I fear..." He muttered, falling backwards off the tower.

[New Rnclave]

Broly:

This was the third city he'd destroyed, and he'd had no difficulty doing so. Peering through the ruins of a broken building, The Super Saiyan watched with mild interest as weaklings screamed in agony as they burned. Bodies melted as they ran helplessly. Any who found an avenue of escape were wiped away with a flick of his finger, this was an all to simple occasion. Each time one jumped from the burning building, Broly have a chuckle, and the ones that fled from the bottom were given an annoyed glance.

They'd all die by his hand anyway, what was the point in annihilating them all in one go. Broly was no hunter, but it could be fun.

As the building began to collapse and the screams disappeared, Broly's smile turned into one of intense anger. Was this it? He'd been unleashed on planets far more deserving of his attentions. These creatures couldn't even defend themselves, how was he supposed to have any fun if they only entertained him for minutes at a time?

All they had were machines to stop him. They were incredibly frail and relied on projectiles in attempt to stop him. The only fun part of it was when he destroyed them, and the humans burned within them.

turning his eyes downward, he noticed a bearded man standing atop a wrecked piece of highway. He was yelling at him, and shaking his fist. As Broly descended, the pitiful man took a step back, his flamboyant outfit fluttering in the wind. Landing atop a wrecked vehicle, Broly growled as he stared at the man.

"Well, have the Earthlings sent another champion to stop me? your later then the last set they sent." Broly cackled.

Not far behind him, men huddled behind vehicles, metal boxes atop their shoulders. Broly recognized them as recording devices. He'd seen many before, transferring images of the slaughters he caused back to the people. An evil grin filled his features as Broly realized he had an audience.

" You've been terrorizing the wrong planet you... beast!" The bearded man screamed, pointing his finger up at him.

Almost immediately Broly determined he was going to break that finger off first, he was already imagining it.

" Really now? I could have sworn this is exactly where I want to be," Broly responded, taking a step towards the terrified humans. "I am now the ruler of this pitiful rock. I will kill, destroy and do whatever I wish. And when I'm done, I'll destroy this planet and everyone on it."

The man was quaking in his boots, and swallowed hard as he tried to regain his backbone.

" You're just like those Saiyans!" Mister Satan announced.

Well, it seemed this planet had been attacked before. It only seemed likely that Hiroshi and his pathetic allies had defeated them. But now that they were all dead, there was no point in worrying himself of their past adventures. Any that remained would have their time to die soon enough.

To this pathetic human, Broly could only find it to cackle madly back at him.

" I am a Saiyan you little insect." He remarked amidst his laughter" Now let me show you what the rest of this pathetic world can come to expect."

Opening his palm, energy flooded into it, gathering like water in a floodplain. He'd barely scraped the top of his power, why waste his power on these fools? All they needed to know was that their role was to die when he wanted them too.

"My name is Broly." He laughed, letting the full weight of his attack sink into his next victim. " You can die now."

Moving his arm out to release the bolt, something froze for him. It was as if time stood still for a moment. The energy he'd sensed earlier appeared, only more violently this time. Unconsciously, Broly scanned the area for the power. The moment he found it, it was already to late. There was no time to turn as an incredible heat formed around the right side of his face. There was no time to turn when something unbelievably hard collided with his face. His cheek bone pushed in, and the flesh itself was forced harshly against bone . Unable to control his jaw, which snapped open from the hit, his lower jaw being one second behind the rest of his frame a she felt himself become weightless. Blood and saliva trailing his head, Broly's body disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Without being prepared for it, his entire body plunged into the building he'd turned into a giant crematorium. Each floor he ripped through was a raging inferno, finally his body broke through into the elevator shaft. Crashing through the concrete walling around it, is frame impacted the thick cables that held up the metal boxes the humans traveled in. As the elevator car screamed down below, a deep growl escaped him as he looked through the hole he'd been knocked through, seeing a Golden haired warrior.

It couldn't be.

"Hiroshi." He seethed, trembling with rage.

The entire building began to shake harshly as his power twisted ad warped the steel around him. Finally, the building collapsed inwards, drawn towards his power. This couldn't be the boy! He'd left him choking on his own blood!

Everyone he killed...Stayed dead.

With his teeth grinding together, Broly lost control. In under a second, green light filled the air, the ruins of the building being thrown outwards when his power exploded around him.

Left floating in the air where the building once stood, Broly tensed as he floated in the air, looking straight towards the black and green colored fighter. Super Saiyan hair reached skywards as electricity sparked around him. There the boy stood, exactly where he'd once been. His pose was so self assured, so defiant. The look he wore was one of determination, in those teal eyes, he saw what he'd seen so many times before, the look of a hero. But this one would fall just like the rest.

Growling, Broly made his first move forward. This was going to be the last mistake the boy made. Anyone and enough to fight him would provide a little entertainment, especially if they could injure him.

" I hope you enjoyed that entrance of yours. It'll be the last thing you do before I send you to hell." Broly seethed. Across from him, the Saiyans posture shifted to a defensive stance, as if it'd matter. There was something about the whole situation that unsettled him, centering in his gut.

" You won't kill me." The man said in response, his eyes blazing with something beyond determination. " No matter what you do, Broly, You can't run from fate forever."

A laugh burst from Broly at the Saiyans little speech. Did he really think he was running from anything? He was the Legendary Super Saiyan.

" fate? You think I run from destiny? I know my destiny boy. and it is to embrace destruction. I'll kill every single peice of garbage liek you in the universe. That is my fate."

The response was a sharpened look from his enemy as his posture tensed, as he leaned forward, ready to attack him. it was all visible in his body language.

" Wrong. My name is Hiroshi Mako, Son of Abaddon Kai and Tomia, Father of Tomia Mako, who you killed today! You want to know your destiny? It's to die here, today."

With that, the Super Saiyan attacked.

[New Rnclave]

Hiroshi:

Committed.

That was what he was right now. When he'd stood on the remains of a broken building, staring into this monsters eyes as he chuckled and grinned at the destruction he'd wrought, Hiroshi knew he'd taken the right action. It wouldn't let him get away and he didn't want too. There was no running from fate, for him or Broly. Even if Broly was a million times stronger then him, he wouldn't run, because even if he lost, Broly would never forget this day. The key to winning was fighting in a way the monster didn't expect.

" Honor in fighting? No. There's honor in winning.

As soon as he moved in for the attck, Hiroshi knew his targets. The nose, eyes and groin, would be his primary target until he could bleed some energy off this titan.

Pressing into his enemy all the same, Hiroshi threw his boot out, aiming directly for the groin. With a startled growl, Broly lifted his knee to block. When the two strikes connected, a massive shock wave burst out, store fronts shattering as the wave washed over the burning city. Screams of terror and the cries of metal warping and breaking filled the air as the Earth rumbled around them. Above them, tons of glass, metal and concrete rained down, impacting the city streets.

Despite the nauseatingly loud noise bombarding them from all sides, Hiroshi could clearly hear Broly speak, a sneer written across his features.

" You think you can cheat to beat m-" Hiroshi had no interest in letting Broly finish, throwing his other fist forward as the exposed side of Broly's neck.

Catching the fist out of the air, Broly's face warped into a furious scowl, even more angry that he was interrupted.

Immediately, bones in his left hand began to grind together, the change noticeable in his facial expression as he tensed and grit his teeth in discomfort. Finally, his left arm began to tremble, muscles in his forearm pulling forward as they popped and over extended. Clouds of debris floated around them as Hiroshi locked eyes with Broly, steeling his gaze he reared his head back.

" I wasn't done." The Beast roared. "I-"

Hiroshi responded not with words or a another attempted strike, but instead by spitting in the face of his enemy. With no arms free, Broly had no hope of blocking the wad of saliva and mucus.

What escaped Broly was nothing short of a cry of pure, unhindered fury. It was an overly violent response. His left arm was painfully ripped form it's socket a moment later, before Broly pulled back, lifting Hiroshi into the air above his head. Looking down at the monster, Hiroshi flung himself down, both legs impacting Broly's face and sending him reeling backwards, the force of the attack enough to free his arms. Flipping away, Hiroshi landed in a crouch, snarling in pain as he popped his arm back into place. Sadly, he'd developed a good practice for it.

Before he could manage a proper defense, the Giant appeared out of nowhere to his side, a huge fist sailing towards him. Raising his arms in a X before him, Hiroshi winced as green energy burst in the air around him, the proximity burning his forearms.

Finally, it connected. Vibrations racked his frame as he felt himself almost come apart. The ground around them burned away and fissured in every direction. What had once been a highway, turned into vapor as he sailed away. Dozens of meters of asphalt simply disappeared in a startling display of force. Buildings on the edge of the roads simply vanished and the concrete all around them caught fire. Hiroshi's arms didn't just sting, they burned. The air around him burst into flames as his frame seemingly followed suit. When his body hit the first building, he simply tumbled through floor after floor.

The green and black Dogi Korin made for him tore and ripped in several places as he went through the building. And that was the first one.