Legends end

By Kieran O’Connor

“There’s no chance for us,
It’s all decided for us.
This world has only one sweet moment set aside for us.
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
Who dares to love forever?
Our love must die.”-Queen

“Sure there’s a catch. Catch-22.”-Joespeh Heller


Even hell has monsters that it fears, things that give even demons nightmares and cause their blood to go cold. Of all the things in hell one was feared above all others, already a legend after only been in the land of the damned for a year. The creature was too much for even the worst occupants of hell to stand against, so special treatment was given to it. Locked away in a magical cage where it could do no damage and guarded constantly. But even this could not hold it; every now and then the monster would break free and begin its rampage anew.

Broly, the legendry super saiyin was the monster that even hell had fear for. Once again he had broken free from his shackles and broken through the walls of his cage, his own hate giving him strength beyond strength. So hell was forced to fight back as he tried to annihilate his new home. From the low demons to those damned to this place, they all fought against Broly and they were all nothing to him. His golden aura blinded most, his strength enough to bring down whole galaxies and his power only matched by his rage. If he had been left to run free much longer hell its self may have come to an end, but he was to be stopped by a move of beings far higher then himself.

It was when he was finishing off Cell and King Cold, their limps bodies in his hands as he crushed them like he was crushing tin cans, that he saw the other. In hell you see many things, but this other looked like he had no place even there. He sat on a pile of rocks, clapping his hands and laughing the laughter of the dead and damned. Broly stopped for a moment to see this unusual… thing… that had found such amusement in his actions.

It looked like a man, dressed like some want-to-be cowboy with a black hat, boots and a denim jacket. He even had a gun belt with a single silver revolver hung down low, by his thigh for a quick draw. If you saw him you would think nothing strange of him at all, his long black hair was dirty and greasy held in clumps and he was a little pale but otherwise normal. His cheeks were red with good cheer, his eyes twinkled like small diamonds and he seemed to have been born with a huge smile on his face.

“Boy you sure know how to take out your aggression now don’t you?” His voice was normal, but still it felt powerful and filled with fake merriment. “It’s a healthy thing to do ya’ know? Why if you pent that stuff up you’re bound to blow your top boy! Yes sirree-Bob!” His accent was a strange one, it seemed to keep changing as he talked, like a bad actor who could not keep a single accent going for long. While it always seemed to change it always was an American accent, never did it leave that most famous of places no matter what he seemed to say.

Broly was not at all interested in this grinning fool who saw it fit to laugh while hell itself was been destroyed around him. The legend roared like a beast before coming at the man with the full intent of destroying him.

“Boy you ‘aint too smart now are ya’?” The man said still sitting where he was with the huge smile across his face. “I mean here I am just trying to make a little conversation with ya’, and I bet it’s been a while since you had a good yak now aint boy? Well if you just cool them jets of your’s and pull up a rock we can talk of many thing’s, of ships and sails and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings.”

Broly halted in mid charge and found something new, he was afraid, no more then that he was petrified of the little man who sat in front of him. He had never been afraid before, not even once and so this new emotion hit him harder then it would have another. There was no reason to fear this little man, he was small and Broly was the most powerful force in the entire universe. But it was as if the stranger was made of fear and getting close to him passed that fear onto you.

“What’s the matter boy?” He asked Broly in the same voice he had always used, but now it filled Broly with cold dread and he wished nothing more then to go deaf. “You look like you saw the ghost of Christmas-yet-to-come, by the lord aint that something to think about? Tell ya’ what, why don’t ya’ sit down and tell me all about old Scrooge and his nephews Huey, Dewy and Louie! Or we cold talk of things a little closer to home, why yes we could.”

The fear was now gone, it seemed to wash away the instant the man talked once more and now Broly felt completely drained of emotion. All the anger and hate went with his fear and he felt calm take over him. He had felt like this when his bastard of a father had used the device on him, forcing his power down. He dropped his power down to the point he changed back from his ultimate form and right back down to his normal look. His eyes half closed and he felt like he was about to fall asleep.

“There now, isn’t that a whole heap of better?” The man asked. “I tell you Broly my boy you have to take it easy, don’t let you wheels drive you crazy… that a popular reference in case you missed it.”

“How do you know my name?” Broly found now that he was calm he could think almost rationally again, his own insanity but a tiny voice in the back of his mind. But it was still there, nibbling away at him to remind him he would never have a whole mind even in death.

“Why Broly I know lots of stuff coz I read that article about you in teen-heart magazine.” He laughed again, his cold empty laugh. “You favourite colour is blue, you like Italian food and you just loved the film Bambi.”

“You are insane” Even Broly who was mad himself could see this funny thing was as crazy as anything he had ever come across, possible even madder then Broly was.

“Sanity is a state of mind my boy…” The man then slapped his head with his hand and put on a face of shock. “Why my boy I aint even told you my name yet. Here I am lecturing you on how rude it is to attack a man who only wants a tête-à-tête and I aint even told you my handle. Why I should be taken round the woodshed and be givin’ a horsewhipping! Tan my hide till I learn what my manners are, just like your dear old daddy wanted to do to you right Boy?”

Broly made no answer, he remembered how is father would look at him at times… as if he was not a person but a thing. He had known that his father would have hurt him many times if he could have, that he saw Broly as nothing but a weapon and if the weapon should think otherwise it would be taught the error of its ways. The strange thing was that even at the end Broly had still held some kind of confused love for the old man, even if he could not understand it himself.

“Well better late then never I say.” The man took off his hat and made a little nod at Broly. “I am Robert Alexander, Bob to my friends if you like.”

“What are you?” Broly asked and never noticed that he was not given a real response until it was too late.

“Texan originally, Leo, hungry and here to make a deal.” Robert answered with out his smile ever breaking. “You my boy are who I wish to strike up a bargain with coz my boss has need of your unique abilities. So let’s you and me put aside the chit and the chat and get down to the nitty-gritty. Now just before we do start I am curious to know if the name Kakarot rings any bells.”

Even after all this time that single name was enough to send Broly into a berserk rage that came from the heart of his own insanity. All that calmness he felt was gone instantly as he remembered the screaming child that seemed to be the very personification of all that went wrong with his life. From the moment he was so cruelly born, his own power ripping his mother to shreds and killing her before he took his first real breath to his final breath when he had hit the sun.

“Kakarot!” His eyes went white as he felt the change deep inside of himself, that door opening on almost unstoppable power as he was getting ready to become a monster once more.

“Well I see it does.” Robert said. “Glad to know you still have a healthy amount of hate in you my boy, but I think ya’ can save it for now.” And once more the door seemed to slam shut and all the power was gone, replaced with a drug like wave of calm.

“Well my boy I think it’s time to get down to our little deal don’t you?” Robert said when Broly had calmed down once again. “My boss has a certain… distaste for he-who-shall-not-be-named and unfortunately we can’t deal with him.”

“Why?” Broly asked. “You seem powerful, could you not kill anyone you wished?”

“Yes and no.” Robert said. “There are complications, too many complications to go into my boy. But they don’t matter to you, what matters to you is revenge right?”

“Yes. I want revenge, more then anything.” It was true, Broly felt that the one thing that might give him peace, that might fix his shattered mind would be revenge. If he could kill Kakarot, the symbol of all that he hated then somehow that would end is suffering once and for all.

“Well we both want the same thing then so here comes the pitch my boy, take up to bat and listen up good Faust.” Broly thought of telling him his name was not Faust but something in his mind told him that would not be a good idea. “We will give you a new body, brand spanking new strait off the lot and with a hundred day guarantee or your money back. It even comes with turbo chargers and a sleek new paint job, I’m going to throw that in for free boy.”

“You will bring me back to life?” Broly asked dubiously, no one ever helped him before and he never knew what trust was.

“You better believe it, cant do much for us dead now can ya?” Robert gave a lazy chuckle at that. “You will have a get out of fell free card, and some more power to make sure you can do the job we need doing my boy. You were a big fish back in the day but now ya might find the pond has become an ocean and Nemo just cant keep swimming.”

“There must be something you want in return.” Broly said and noticed the way Robert’s smile changed, if he had known of them he would say Robert now looked like a second hand car salesman.

“Sure do boy, there aint no such thing as a free lunch or a bad Jack Nicholson film… honestly that guy just is too damn good. I really want to meet him and… and look at my mouth run away with the fairy folk like it was the dance of forever winter!” Robert slapped his knee and laughed for what seemed like a very long time. “Ok my boy you seem pretty damn sharp when you need to be so I will make it simple for ya’, we want you to kill umm… he-who-shall-not-be-named. That little chicken-turd needs to die, and you are the man I want to do it.”

Broly found himself unable to answer for a moment, Robert had come from nowhere and now was asking Broly if he wanted to come back to life and in return all he had to do was something he wanted anyway. There was something wrong; it was all too perfect and easy so there had to be a catch.

“So you want to give me my life back, more power and in return all you want is me to kill someone I wanted to kill anyway.” Broly laughed and almost cringed, his laugh now sounded like Robert’s dead one. “I am no idiot, there is no way this offer is all it seems. There is some sort of catch in this, some tricks I can not yet see… you dare to try and trick the very god of death! For such insolence I will rip you apart slowly.” Broly started to power up once more, moving ever closer to super saiyan.

Robert seemed to go pale and his smile was strained as he slowly walked backwards with both hands up. He looked just like every other weakling who had realised they were close to death and tried to plead for their life, but such pleas always fell on deaf ears. Broly could not even remember why he had been so frightened of this little creature, but soon Robert would cease to be and so such questions would hold no relevance.

“Now wait just a second boy, there is no need for this to come to blows…” Robert went into his pocket and put on a pair of glasses. “You would not hit someone wearing glasses would you boy? Guess you would, but I bet you won’t hit a guy who can make your wishes come true. Listen I have to stick with any deal I make with you, it’s the way things work for me even if I don’t like it. So here it is a deal of one single sentence. I will bring you back to life with more power then before and in return you kill one person for me. That’s the whole deal, how the hell can I trick you with a deal like that? There are no contracts, no clauses and sure as hell no fine print.”

“Why should I believe you?” Broly did not stop; he was getting closer and closer to Robert and if he reached him Broly would kill him. “I don’t know you and yet I still think you are a trickster who is only after his own gains.”

“Because if I did lie to you then you would kill me.” Robert said. “I am very attached to my own life, and I like my limbs where they are and my head facing the way it is. If I lied to you I would have my arms where my legs are and have a view of my own ass all the time.”

Robert had done just the right thing, he appealed to Broly’s ego and his own misguided sense that he was a god and nothing matched him for power. Broly could see Robert was scared of him, and he was telling the truth… if Robert did betray Broly then he would be dead before he got the chance to enjoy such an act. Broly had everything to gain and nothing to lose. In hell he could never find peace, he was kept locked away like some dark secret and even when he escaped he found no joy in destruction. That was his punishment; he was insane, full of hate and wrath but it could never vent. No matter how much he destroyed here it never seemed to bring him the joy it had done when he had been alive. He had to leave, one way or the other… for also on earth his revenge waited.

“Very well, but know if you do try to cross me I will destroy you in the most painful way possible.” Broly said.

“So we have a deal my boy, that is just pure A grade beef of a stick now aint it?” Robert stopped walking backwards and looked like his old self as he put out his hand. “Now all we have to do is shake on it”

Broly started to move his hand out to take Robert’s but stopped before he could reach it. There was some sense of finality of this action; there would be no going back after he took that hand in his. There was something else too, he was sure that as soon as his skin touched Robert’s it would go green and die like a disease had taken it. He may never have taken that hand if Robert had not spoken up once more.

“Come on Mary take my hand, don’t fear the reaper.” Robert said with his smile growing bigger. “Take it now or never take revenge on Kakarot!” That name was all the push that was needed for Broly, nothing else mattered to him as his hand shot out and grabbed hold of Robert’s.

There was a moment when he thought his fears had come true; there was a brilliant flash of pain that went through his whole arm followed by such coldness. It felt like his blood had been replaced with ice water and even Broly had to scream from the feeling. But this only lasted for a second, then his hand was holding nothing, and he was no longer standing in hell.

Broly opened his eyes and was not greeted by the fire scarred land he had come to know over the past year, but by green and lush land. A soft breeze went past his face and for a moment he relished in it, there was no feeling like that in hell and he had not realised that he actually missed the sensation. He took a deep breath in and was shocked at how sweet and clean the air felt going into his lungs, it almost made him not want to destroy the planet… almost.

“I have returned, fear weak mortals for your god is here once more.” Broly said to the world.

He floated up and thought how best to do what had to be done, this world had to die there was no question. But he wanted to do it right, it had been so long since he had destroyed a whole world and he would not waste this one. There was also one far more important consideration he had to take into account, Kakarot. Even thinking about that name caused his blood to boil and hate to ooze through his body like some sickly pus.

“Kakarot…KAKAROT!” He shouted out the name he cursed so much, since he had been but a babe and when everything had gone wrong for him. He felt his power grow and was sure he would be unable to stop himself for just ending this world with his power, but a calming voice spoke deep in his mind.

“Now boy that just won’t do…” It was Robert’s voice. “What if Goku is not on this planet hmm? It could take you years to find him. Calm down boy, pull up a rock and have a beer I say. You need to think, you need to plan and you need to keep your cool.” The voice faded out speaking over and over again, telling Broly to be calm and somehow it seemed to work. His muscles stopped twitching, is power dropped and he felt more normal then ever.

Now without rage blocking his thoughts he could think right once again. If he destroyed this world he might lose track of his foe and may never find him. No he would have to wait, but this planet would burn under his power there was no doubt. All Broly had to do was be a little patient and try a more subtle approach to the problem. He would have to find where that bastard Kakarot… (Calm Broly, calm Broly)… was hiding, kill him and then he could do this world what he liked.

“Wait for me Kakarot; soon I will bring you the death you earned as a child… very soon.”

***

Hercule city went about its life as I always had done the events of a year ago now but some fading memory. Many people never even thought about how a monster called Buu had attacked them and had killed everyone of them, then my some miracle they had come back to life. It is amazing how quickly miracles become nothing more then footnotes in the history books. But now they would wish for another miracle as a new monster attacked them, just as determined to end all their lives.

Broly had flown to the nearest civilisation and decided to ask the inhabitants where the coward Kakarot was hiding. He walked through the streets grabbing hold of anyone who was near him and pulling them up to his face.

“Where is Kakarot?” Broly shouted at some small boy who proceeded to wet himself and scream. “Useless.” Broly threw the child as hard as he could, sending him to his death in some building side.

“Freeze!” Broly looked round and to his amusement he saw a group of men in uniform pointing what looked like primitive weapons at him.

“No one orders me!” Broly did not attack right away but started walking towards the men and women who thought to challenge his might.

“Open fire!” The small weapons made pitiful bangs which Broly laughed at (oh how he would learn to hate those bangs later). The small bits of metal bounced off his body and if he had not seen them he would not have known anything had even touched him.

“Pathetic, I will end your suffering.” Broly lifted up one hand and let a green ball of energy form there.

“Oh no it’s another one of those guys who uses tricks… we need Hercule!” One of the police officers shouted when he saw the ball of ki appear in Broly’s hand.

Hercule had no intention of coming to their aid; he had seen Broly on the TV news and decided to do some special training under his bed. The training seemed to consist of rocking back and forth hugging his knees with his eyes shut and saying “If I can’t see him he can’t see me.” Over and over again.

“Gwahahaha!” Broly was enjoying the destruction for the first time in what seemed to be an age. He let the green ball of light fly through the air and hit the police officer who had told him to freeze, but the explosion was enough to kill all of them.

“Where are you Kakarot?” Broly shouted as the fire sped past him and went down the street, burning the innocent alive. “Come out now or I will kill every one of these insects… fine I will enjoy watching them die.”

“Stop right there!” Broly this time was unable not to obey the command, that voice sent a shiver through his spine and for a moment he felt his head spin (and his heart raced).

He turned around very slowly and was shocked to see a ghost from his past was now standing in the street with him. It was the girl, the same one who had tried to stop him when he had first come to this miserable little planet. He had thought of her many times in his prison, she was different from every other female he had ever met… so strong yet so weak (so beautiful) and she was one a very few who had faced him and lived. (How had she done that?).

“I am putting you under arrest.” Videl said. “If you come quietly there will be no trouble, but if its trouble you want then you are in for surprise. I promise not to hurt you too much if you attack me.”

“I could promise you the same, but it would be a lie.” Broly said with a little smile on his face, she seemed to not know who he was… we she had only seen him in his super Saiyan form after all.

Videl looked at the strange man who had been causing so much trouble in her city. She had been flying home ready to do some light training when she heard about the attack on her radio, she decided to got and help even though it sounded like the cops had everything under control. She had not even bothered to use that costume that Bulma had made for her a little while ago, this looked like a two minute job tops.

“So you want to cause trouble, that’s fine with me I am in the mood for a fight.” Videl stretched a little while she talked, Broly just stood there watching and smiling.

Videl looked at the attacker and for a moment was sure she knew who he was, it was a name dancing on the tip of her tongue and she knew it was important. While she waited for the information to get through her brain she decided to examine her enemy. He was tall, strong looking guy with long hair (for a moment Videl had an image of her hand running through that hair but she quickly dismissed it, such a wrong thought.), his eyes seemed to be a chaotic mix of emotions, from hate to sadness and even a little like fascination… Videl could not help but think that he was quite attractive. It was a shame she would have to hurt such a good looking guy.

“I will kill you much faster if you tell me where Kakarot is.” Broly said. “You will still suffer, but it will be much worse if you don’t tell me what I want to know.”

“Kakarot… that’s what Vegeta calls Goku.” Videl said, and that instant a connection started to be made deep in her mind. “It’s also what that guy Broly…oh no.”

“Mwahahahahaha!” Broly laughed as he let his power go up to the level of Super Saiyan, but no higher then that for now. His hair lifted up and became golden as his eyes went to a dark green colour. “Do you remember me now?”

“No, this is impossible… you’re dead!” Videl now remembered the monster who had tried to kill her and everyone she knew only a short time ago. (She also remembered how sorry she had felt for him when she hard the full story about the legendary super Saiyan.)

“You can not kill a god like me!” Broly shouted. “Now tell me where Kakarot is or face my wrath.”

“Never!” Videl overcame her fear and attacked Broly even though she knew she stood no chance against him.

Broly watched, a little shocked that she attacked him even though she must have known she could do nothing against him. Videl planted her best kick right into Broly’s face and might as well have missed for all the good it did. Her leg felt like it was going to break after hitting the unyielding Broly, but she did not stop for such things as pain. She quickly tried to punch him in the face with a full haymaker but was stopped. Broly put out one hand and grabbed her arm in his vice like grip.

“You will die now.” Broly span Videl around his head once and then brought to the ground with a slam that would have killed any normal person. Videl screamed in pain and for a moment Broly felt this stabbing pain deep in his own heart. He had felt that pain when he had tried to kill Videl the first time he had fought against her.

Why could he not kill this woman? He had more then enough power to kill a million like her, and he had killed billions before. What made her different, what made it so he had to hold back when ever he fought against her? So many question and no answers, and there was that ultimate question still burning with in him. Why, oh why did Broly want to pick her up and hold her close to him and never let go?

“Ugh… you… you did something to me.” Broly said. “I don’t know what but you did something to me, cursed me. I will teach you to curse a god!” Broly tried to bring his foot down on Videl’s head, a simple move that would end it all. He would hear a little crunching noise and then she would be just another victim of his power; all it would take was the tiniest bit off effort. Yet he found he could not do it, something deep inside of him seemed to scream that he must not kill the girl no matter what. It was the same voice that screamed for revenge, the same voice that craved destruction and was never satisfied.

“You are not worth my time.” Broly left Videl lying on the ground and turned to leave, surprised to see his hands where now shaking. “I will find Kakarot my self and kill him with my bare hands.”

“No!” Videl yelled as she got to her feet. “I won’t let you hurt Goku.” Broly was stunned to know she was still awake, but the next moment seemed so impossible he nearly could not take it in.

Broly had been getting ready to fly off and start his search for Kakarot once more when he felt something he had never felt before. Two arms wrapped around his waist and held him tight… it was the closest thing to a hug he had ever felt. For a time his mind seemed to stop working as he felt something so new within himself and without. Some small noise escaped his throat and Broly seemed to regain himself just enough to pull Videl’s arms off him and turn around to face her.

Videl looked up and saw Broly for the first time, the real Broly that was hidden under all that rage and insanity. Broly with all his defences down was something else, he was beautiful. She saw that Broly was not a monster, not something to be feared and hated at all. He was just someone who needed to be loved more then anything in the universe, and that he was afraid of been loved. She could see something else too, she needed to hold him again… both for him and for herself.

Broly was too shocked to even think about sopping her as Videl this time put her arms around him softly and rested her head against his chest in a real embrace. There was a sudden and all consuming warmth that flowed through him, washing away all that hate, all the anger and for a time his mind felt whole again. He had never felt anything like this, the feel of another close to him, and the need for that other person. He did not even know of the word “Love” and even now he did not understand anything that was going on. He could not understand why his own arms moved up and went around Videl to hold her closer still.

Videl was also amazed at how right this all felt, been with the person she had feared and almost hated at one point. Could it be the emotions could change so quickly, and become so strong… only if they were meant to be, if they were written in the very stars themselves and nothing could stop them.

“No… no!” Broly pulled himself free and when he did him only wished that he had not done it, that he had just stayed where he was for all time. “I only want Kakarot, I only want my revenge! I want… AHHHHHHHHH!” Broly could not stand the conflict of such strong emotions inside of him, it felt like he was been torn apart from his heart and mind and it hurt so much. He had to escape, get away from the girl who was the cause of all of this. Broly blasted off from the ground and flew as fast as he could go but he just could not out run his feelings, very few ever can.

***

Many hours had past since then, and Broly had at least stopped feeling like his head would explode if he felt any more emotions. He had found some city, a place with little to offer even the miserable little things that lived in it. Broly felt no need to kill them yet, he needed to think and so he sat on top of one of their tall buildings and tried to think. He just could not understand how he felt about Videl like he did.

He was lost in his own thoughts when a pain of worn in cowboy boots seemed to walk over thing air and stand next to him.

“This is a sad state of affairs, ah so it is Boy.” It was the voice of his deal maker. “I mean I send you to do an easy little job and you get stopped because you see a nice pair of tits. I really thought you were made of better stuff then this boy, I thought your brains where in your arms and not firmly places in your dick but I guess I was wrong.”

“Go away.” Broly growled. “Or I will end you.”

“Oh I doubt you could do that, you could not even handle the little bitch.” Robert laughed a little as he spoke. “I mean I know she has got a nice rack, and I bet she is great in the sack, but its love she will lack. Did you like that, made it up my self? Broly my boy I am so disappointed in ya’, so I am. But I can see why you might be taken by her… why I think I might just go and have my wicked way with her myself and…” Robert never got any further then that as Broly hit him with all the strength he had in him.

“Do not talk about her that way!” Broly could not understand why he felt so protective of the girl, but when Robert started to talk about her like that for just a moment he hated him more then Kakarot.

“Oh I will talk about her anyway I want to Broly.” Robert had been hit square in the jaw but he looked like nothing had even touched him. “You can’t stop me because I am Aarfy, I’m catch-22 and I am here for the long haul boy. Your little Videl is just another warm hole for a guy to put his thing, and nothing more then that. Though I bet she will scream when I get my hands on her, what do you think Broly do you think she will scream while I rip away her clothes and share my darkness with her.” Robert was smiling all the time he said this, but the sparkle in his eyes became a mean glint and all the illusions of been a normal person seemed gone.

“Grah!” Broly screamed as he became as super Saiyan and then attacked Robert once again, wrapping his hands around Robert’s neck and squeezing the air out of him and trying to crush his life.

“Oh I love it when you play rough with me.” Robert chuckled through his choking. “You know Videl already has a love? It’s true, swear it on my mothers grave… well if I had not eaten her… well Videl is with someone, oh yes and do you know who? Why it’s the son of Kakarot! Aint that a hoot and a half? The little bitch is with the very boy who killed you.”

Broly cried out in a mix of anger and pain as he squeezed harder then every, feeling bones cracking under his might, but Robert still had that wretched smile on his face.

“Is this how you would treat little Videl?” Just then Robert’s voice changed to be a perfect impression of Videl herself. “Oh I like it to be rough Broly, oh yes I do but not with you. I’m with Gohan and he’s much more of a Saiyan then you ever could be, that why I give it to him every night.”

“Stop it!” Broly tossed Robert with all his might but when he looked to see if the daemon was dead he was greeted by the image of Videl on the floor instead. His mind told him it was an illusion, a trick from a master of tricks, but somehow he was also sure it really was Videl there.

“It’s funny really, that you think someone like me could ever like a monster like you.” Videl smiled like Robert did, that horrible loveless smile. “You who were never loved, you who I hate with every part of my body. You are so pathetic, so weak, so tiny, so…”

“I told you to stop it!” Broly shouted once again as he grabbed his head, now twisted with a painful insanity that just seemed to be ripping him apart.

“I can’t stop it Broly, only you can.” Robert’s voices came out of Videl’s body this time. “Behold my dark gift!” Broly looked to where Videl/Robert pointed and his breath was taken away in that instant.

The pain he felt vanished as he was given a perfect vision of the world, his vision. It was the whole earth ablaze in a green fire which would never stop. He saw them all dieing, every last soul on this little planet, each suffering a thousand deaths before the end. It was so beautiful that Broly might have wept if only he could actually cry. This was the destruction he needed, that thing that completed him and made his own suffering come to an end. Broly felt like he was as close to been at peace as he ever had been, but then he saw the final part of the vision. In the middle of the inferno was Kakarot, burning hotter then any of the others ever would. He could see his revenge and it was far sweeter then he had ever dreamed it to be. Kakarot was crying once more (he always cried, even when he was not there Broly heard him crying deep within his mind.) but this time Broly did not mind at all, these cries of death were just right for him.

Then it was gone, the world was just as it was before with the unique taste of death just a memory for Broly. Broly fell to his knees and held out his hands trying to will the image back, to feel that comfort he had felt only moment before.

“Bring it back, oh please bring it back” Broly said when he felt the shadow of the laughing man fall on him once again.

“Can’t my boy, aint in the contract.” Robert said. “You do remember that little deal we made right? I have lived up to my end of the deal, you are alive and stronger then ever before… don’t know if ya are strong enough to take on all the little heroes of this world at the same time, that why I’ve been a keeping you hidden. That’s just an added bonus, free o’ charge as they would say in the land of the me and home of the rave.”

“I need that fire, I need those screams.” Broly said simply, still looking out to where those things had been shown to him in an apocalyptic vision.

“And you will have them boy, you shall take them and so much more… I will let you become drunk on it if that’s what you want.” Robert said giggling like a mad man. “You are an instrument of destruction, a tool of power plays and you are a violent eruption… of what? Well boy I think we all know that now don’t we? But we also know what you want more then anything, I showed it to you… a free sample if you like. But if you really want it, then you must get it yourself. You must go out there, find Kakarot and destroy him like he destroyed you. He killed you, he destroyed your sanity, he had a perfect life while you had to suffer, and he lived while you had to die.”

“Kakarot… Ka…KAKAROT!” Broly screamed out that name, the one that had plagued him since his birth. His hate was now flowing freely through him and it was taking all his efforts not to turn legendary super Saiyan and destroy the whole world.

“Yes that is his name, the name of the one who dared stand against me… against you.” Robert’s voice seemed to echo through out the world, as if it came from everywhere at once. “Remember his name Broly my boy, remember it very well. The next time you feel butterflies in your stomach, the next time your heart goes a hundred beats a minute and your dingus starts to act like a divining rod just remember the name Kakarot.”

“I will destroy you Kakarot, I will have revenge everlasting!” Broly covered the whole building in his golden and green aura before he blasted off into the sky to search for his revenge.

“That’s a good boy.” Robert stood on the very edge of the building watching Broly fly off until he was nothing more then a speck in the sky. “Go my angel of death, my reaper of souls.”

***

“I can’t sense him anywhere!” Vegeta yelled at Gohan. “That female is sending us on a wild goose chase.” Vegeta had worked himself up; he thought he might have been given one more chance for revenge. Broly had made him look like a coward, like a weakling and for that Vegeta planed to have his own revenge (it never even crossed his mind how alike Broly and he really were.)

“Hey if Videl says she saw Broly then she saw Broly, she would not lie about that.” Gohan came to Videl’s defence quickly.

“I did not say she lied, I said she imagined it.” Vegeta. “Females of this world are weak and stupid, take that one for example.” Vegeta pointed at Bulma who stuck her tongue out at him. She knew he was just been himself, the fact she was there proved he thought otherwise. When Vegeta had heard Broly was back he insisted that his family go to the look out (he said it was because he did not want Bulma on earth to get in the way of his fighting but the truth was that he wished them to be safe.)

“Just because we can not sense him does not mean he is not there Vegeta.” Piccolo said. “We have not sensed Goku and Uub since they left to train.”

“I still say Broly is still dead, no one would be foolish enough to wish him back.” Vegeta killed the conversation quickly enough with his next sentence. “And if he is back then we will destroy him again, and this time I will make sure he stays dead.”

***

Videl was in a room deep within the Look out, sitting on a bed and holding her hands as she was in deep thought. Gohan had found her, badly hurt after her short fight with Broly, and taken her to see Korrin to get a senzu bean to heal her. After she was made better and Gohan heard the whole story he had left her with Dende while he gathered up the Z fighters.

“Broly.” She had said that name many times today, mostly when she was on her own and given time to think.

She could remember how Broly was when she first met him; he was completely insane and only interested in killing Goku. It seemed that somehow, either during the fight with Goku or after, that Broly had lost some part of himself… a huge and wonderful part. The Broly Videl had met today was different; he was whole and no longer like some wild beast. He could talk, he could feel emotions beyond just raw hate and there was something more. When she had first seen Broly she had thought he was good looking, but this time she saw something far more. She really saw Broly for the first time, that sad lonely man who needed something but did not even know what it was. She wanted to be with him, to hold him again and tell him it was alright… to be his comfort.

“This is crazy!” Videl yelled to no one. “I can not be falling in love with him, I only met him for a few minutes and both times he tried to kill me.” Videl could not understand it; she was as lost and confused as Broly was. All she knew for sure was that she wanted him; no she needed him like she needed air to breath and water to drink. She had a fever burning deep within her and only been with Broly would soothe it.

“I have to find him, I just have to…”

***
Kakarot was hiding well; Broly could not find even a hint of where he was even after flying around the earth three times. The planet was big and even as fast as Broly could move he could not see everywhere, he needed a clue as to where Kakarot was. He had even thought of trying to find Robert to ask for help, but the very thought of that smiling face was enough to send a shiver of revulsion through him. He would find Kakarot on his own; it was only a matter of time before he caught up with him and destroyed him.

He thought that if he could find one of Kakarot’s friends or family he could sue them to lure him out. That thought lead to only one, it seemed now all his thoughts ended in the same place, Videl. It was strange how everything seemed to lead to her, a name he had not even known until now (and what a wonderful name it was, it just seemed to fill Broly with wonderful warmth.). Why would he think so much about some female, why was it that she was always on his mind even when he was seeking out the thing he hated most in the world.

He never knew how long he had just floated there, thinking about the girl who somehow meant so very much to him. But he did know what brought him back to reality, some how he knew she was close by. It was like his heart was filled with some strange emotion (love) and his every sense seemed to scream out about her, that she was near by to him. Broly was frightened by how he felt now, he was close to admitting what he felt and that scared him even more. Robert’s words still echoed inside his mind, all those horrible things he had said and the predictions of nothing but heartbreak and sadness.

“I must break free from this.” Broly said to himself. “I will kill this woman and then be free to do what I will, she will not cause me any more pain…. No one will.” But this sounded so much like a lie, even as he spoke the words.

***

The stars moved, the heavens shifted, hell cried out and in that moment the universe changed. Fates hand is dealt, for better or for worse. Videl and Broly were together, as it was meant to be.

***

“Broly…” Videl did not know what to say, she had tried to think the whole time she had flown here and now had nothing. How she had even found Broly amazed her, it was like she was been drawn to him like a metal slug to a magnet. She could not help but fly in the direction she knew he was, how she knew was also a mystery.

“You have come to challenge me again?” Broly did not turn round to see Videl; he knew if he did his resolve would falter. “You are a brave little thing, or have you forgotten how powerful I really am?”

“No Broly I am not here to challenge you, I’m here to…” To what? This was all too confusing, Videl just could not think strait.

“I will tell you what you are to do.” Broly said. “You are here to die!” Broly span round and moved with terrifying speed screaming like a demon and with his green energy flaring out.

Videl did not move, did not even try to stop Broly, she just waited for him to attack and kill her. Broly saw her face, her beautiful and perfect face and found his heart screamed out with want for her. His attack stopped inches away from her face, no matter how hard he tried he could not force his blow, he no longer could even hurt her.

“Broly why did you stop?” Videl asked in a calming and soothing voice. “Why have you spared my life so many times?”

“Geh...kek…tech…” Broly lost all words as he moved back a few paces, his arms trembling as he finally was forced to admit the truth. He was in love with this girl, and nothing on earth could change that for him.

“Please Broly, tell me.” Videl asked once again and Broly found himself compelled to answer her. He wanted to grant her every wish, even ones that would bring him such great pain.

“I…I…I…” Broly could not tell her when he looked at her, those eyes that seemed so kind now would turn back to hate the second he told her. So he once again turned his back to her and told Videl what was in his heart. “I am in love with you…” Stars moved…

“You love me?” The Heavens shifted…

“I love you…” Hell cried out, and the devil heard it and laughed.

“Then why do you want to cause me pain?” Videl asked, she was shocked to know that Broly loved her… did he love her as much as she loved him? Could be possible that such a strange dream could come true?

“I would never cause you pain, I swear it.” Broly said and meant every word, he could no more hurt Videl then he could stop loving her.

“Then why do you want to hurt the ones I love, my friends and family?” Videl asked, unable to understand why she was saying anything at all. She felt driven to just take Broly in her arms and hold him until time ceased to be.

“Because that is who I am.” Broly said. “I must have my revenge if I am ever to find peace, I must destroy Kakarot, and I must kill all those who caused me pain. If I don’t I would lose all that I am, all that is left of me.”

“If you really love me then you can’t do this, you have to stop destroying everything you see, you have to stop hating.” Videl was starting to cry, but she would say what had to be said. “You have to choose Broly, is your love stronger then your hate?”

Broly could not think, there seemed to be a battle within himself, a battle of himself. On one side was that familiar hate, that need to destroy all he touched and hated that he had known all his life. One the other side there was this new and wonderful love he felt, this love which caused him no harm and made him feel better then anything ever had before. The battle was not a tough one, even though Broly felt like a part of himself died because of it.

“For you I would do anything, even give up the hate I have had all my life.” Broly sighed before he spoke again. “I love you, even though you could never love a monster like me.”

“Don’t be so sure.” Broly felt a tingle as Videl’s hand lightly touched his arm tuning him to face her once more. He saw her eyes were sincere and as much in love with him as he was with her. Broly smiled as did Videl, a true smile that both of them felt go right down into the depths of their souls.

Broly now could see all that would happen now, he would give up the anger, the hate and embrace been in love. He would no longer be alone, he would have Videl forever and he would bring her the very stars themselves to make her happy. They would live here, no more wandering he would have a real home at last. He and Videl would be together and he would be happy, he may even find forgiveness and more important he might find peace.

Broly hardly heard the bang, and Videl never heard it at all. Her last thought had been “I love him” and then there had been no more thought, no more sense as she plummeted into a darkness where such things as love did not matter. Broly was not given such a mercy, though all his sense seemed to dull one actually became better then ever. His sight became perfect, letting him see every horrible detail as it happened. He saw the small bit of metal move through the air and hit Videl right in the heart, he saw the small burning hole it made and then as it came out her back to fly off never to be seen again. The hole in her chest was the size of a penny, but the one in her back was as big as a child’s fist. He watched as her eyes lost all the live, the sparkle in them dulled as she started to fall. Broly saw the red blood flash out and white chunks that could only be bone.

Videl did not die in the air, she plummeted to earth but Broly grabbed her and brought her safely down. He held her in his arms and tried to push the blood back into her, so much blood was coming out of the hole… how could one so tiny have so much blood in her? He held her tightly and tried everything he knew, he wished for a power that could save her life… but he had only the power to destroy and never to save.

“No, no you can not die!” Broly screamed as Videl coughed up even more blood, her face going as pale as paper now. “I command it, I command you not to die. Please stop dieing… don’t leave me alone again…” Videl did not obey his command, with one last shake her body went still and her last breath came out. She was gone…

“Videl… VIDEL!” Broly screamed her name out and then some horrible shout that would make the devil run in fear, but it would do him no good.

“It is a sad thing to see a giant fall not to a stone, but to a heart.” Broly knew the voice, and knew who had taken Videl from him. “Silly little bitch thought she could pull one over me, but she could not pull one over a bullet right?”

“You killed her…” Broly said, knowing that Robert stood behind him just holstering the revolver that had spilled Videl’s blood.

“Yup, sent her down the path and on the express elevator to hell.” There was a long lazy chuckle, then more pointless talk. “If you really want a woman then just say so, soon as you do your job I will give you as many as you want. A whole damn harem of them, each a thousand times more beautiful then that slut ever was. Videl…”

“Don’t you ever use her name in you filthy mouth.” Broly was trembling with anger, a new hate had been born and it was all for Robert Alexander. Soon it would be grown and full, and Robert would know the wrath of the legendary super Saiyan,

“Well by Spider-man I do believe the boy had the hot’s for the lady.” Robert said. “Boy was in love and his lady just bit the bullet and rode the light fantastic so he is heart broken. But the real sad thing is that even now he can’t cry, not even one tear for his little soul mate. That’s because there is something broken in you, or left out my boy. And why she would never really love you, you would have broken her heart much better then my bullet ever could have done. So really I saved you a lot of trouble, though I can see why you liked her… pretty little thing that she is. Well if that’s all you need, well she wont mind if you give it to her now… might even join you myself and…”

That was it, Broly felt his anger take on a new level, had he ever known real hate and anger before? He thought he had, but Robert brought forth true hate, the hate for Kakarot was completely eclipsed by this new hatred. Broly screamed out as he felt the change inside of him, the power that now could not be stopped as it came forth to bring him what he wanted. The earth shook as Broly’s body grew in size, his hair went golden and his eyes seemed to vanish into a milky white. There sky went black and then the only light came from Broly, explosions of golden energy as he transformed into the god he knew he was.

“I see you’re a little PO’d boy but I warn you now if you even try to hurt me you will regret it.” Robert said when he saw Broly transform. “That girl was going to stop you from completing our deal, you remember our deal right boy? You were going to give up your revenge so I had to kill her, now remember how you hate Kakarot and come back to your damn senses before you get hurt.”

“Robert… Robert… ROBERT!” Broly screamed that name out, venom filling each letter before he attacked Robert with what would have been a fatal blow.

Broly charged him, his huge fist crashing right into Robert’s gut and hitting him with the force of a titan. Robert was sent shooting backwards, his worn in boots digging into the earth as he skidded back for miles before h came to a stop. He was unharmed, and Broly felt like he had punched a steel wall.

“So that’s the way it’s going to be is it boy?” Robert dusted himself off and started to walk towards Broly. “I see you need some sense knocked into you, to learn your damn place. Come here boy because daddy is going to take you round the woodshed and give your hide a whoopin’ it will never forget!”

“Kill…you!” Broly did not care about anything else anymore; all that mattered was killing the one who had taken away his Videl and his only chance to be truly happy.

Broly threw a huge green energy ball at the Laughing-man and watched as it stopped dead in the air and then vanished from existence. He gritted his teeth and launched himself as Robert, pulling his fist back but this time opening the hand so cut right through his enemy. He came right up to him and then pushed out with all the strength he had and felt his hand slip through the clothes of Robert. But he did not feel the familiar wet and slippery texture of guts; instead what he felt was straw. He looked to see his hand had impaled a straw dummy in Robert’s clothes and nothing more.

“Ohh boy you went and SCROOOED IT UP!” Broly looked up to see Robert come flying down and smash him over the head with tow closed fists. Broly felt pain fly through him like an electric shock as he fell backwards, unable to understand how one so small had actually hurt him.

“Here let me kiss that better for you.” Broly felt a sharp pain in his gut as a boot toe went deep into the flesh there, his breath been forced out in one whopping cough. He had hardly had time to register that pain before a fist crashed into his jaw and sent stars spinning into his vision as he hit the ground.

“Did you think the one who gave you life was weak?” Robert kicked Broly in the ribs and sent him spinning and coughing up blood. “Did you think that I was some little piss-ant who you could kill on a whim like all the others?” With each question Broly was kicked again, feeling bones breaking and muscles been torn apart. “Did you really think you were a god? You are a little scared boy who has delusions of grandeur, I have seen gods before boy and I can tell you that you aint one. Did you think you really were able to kill me if you got angry enough? I told you I am Catch Twenty-fucking-two and I won’t be beat by some little shit like you!” Broly tried to get to his feet and fight back but Robert was on him like a wild animal.

“It’s time for a good old sing song!” Broly trashed about as Robert sat on top of him laughing his head off. “Come on you all know the words, just sing along with the bouncing head!” Robert then began to sing “The Kemptown races” as he punched Broly in the face over and over again. His fists drived into Broly in wild swings that felt like Jack hammers. Each time Robert would reach a “Doo-Dah!” in the song he would grab Broly by his hair and slam his head into the rocky ground and then start to pummel him all over again.

“I just LOOOOVE that song!” Robert said when he finished beating Broly within an inch of his life. “Now I know you aint no music lover boy, but don’t you just LOOOOVE that song?”

Broly groaned, his face was on fire and his whole body felt like it had been ruined. He was using all he had left to make sure his transformation did not revert, because if it did the pain would be too much for him and that would be it. Instead he crawled slowly to where he could see Videl’s body, he just needed to be close to her.

“You know I did not enjoy doing that boy.” Robert said very sincerely, but the smile on his face told another story. “Its pathetic, a little love and you fall like a bag of stones. You are just like that little android who was so close to doing her job; I mean boy howdy was she. But that purple haired wonder boy stopped that with a little bit of the old razzle-dazzle. Lucky for you I was here, good old uncle Bob Alexander (many other names) was here to save your little ass. That little thing was about to bring you down, to end your revenge without even using a single punch.”

Robert walked over to where Videl lay and spat at her corpse, smiling as he always did. Broly was close enough so that as soon as he saw what Robert was going to do he flung his own body forward to cover Videl and let the spit hit his back instead. The saliva was green and stinking, burning the flesh on Broly’s back as it slid down leaving an ugly scar.

“Oh now that’s just too much.” Robert said. “I see it’s going to take a lot of work to get you back on the path, oh yes sirree-bob! But I am willing to put in the work, its time to shape up marine! When I get through with you, you will be a mean, green, killing machine! I would have made a good drill sergeant I think… actually I was one once, but had to jump ship after that incident with that retard…”

Broly stopped listening to Robert, he did not care for the ravings of one far madder then he had ever been. Now he had only one concern and it lay before him, as still as she could ever be. The pain Robert had dealt him was nothing to what he felt in his heart now. Was this grief? Was this what he had caused to so many others, oh by all the gods he was sorry now. It was too late, sorry could not undo what he had done, sins and blood would never wash away with guilt. He placed his blood stained hand on Videl, she was all ready so very cold and that hurt him so much.

“Don’t worry you will be warm again soon…” Broly said as he put a gentle kiss on Videl’s cheek.

The Legend kneeled before the body of his love and placed both hands just above her chest. For the first time his power was not used for something destructive, for once it was used to help and so he truly became legendary. His golden aura moved down his arms and into Videl, as soon as it did her skin started to regain its colour and warmth as the hole in her heart sealed its self up. Broly used a power deep within himself, he used his own love to bring her back… but it came at a cost.

“Now I think that if you start small we can get things moving again boy, maybe go for Tien or some small time shit like that, might even get good old Goku to come out of hiding… are you even listening to me boy?” Robert had been talking non-stop and now turned round to see what Broly was doing, his face drained of colour and his smile vanished. “NOOO! You can not do this, I command you to stop right now! Broly you must stop this now, you must or else you will die. Don’t you understand? If you give her all your life force there is no coming back, no heaven no hell just oblivion for you. Boy stop this, stop it… stop!” Robert screamed with fury but could do nothing as the last of Broly went into Videl, all his life energy and even his very soul to bring her back. When it was all gone Broly fell backwards and lay still, he was gone and the Legend ended.

“NAH!” Robert flung his eyes up to the heavens and screamed out with rage, his eyes went as black as night and the earth seemed to shake all over as he stormed around the dead body of Broly. He smashed rocks, the skies went black and lightning cleaved the earth in two. His Voice went from human to something not even alive, an affront to the very creation of the world as it screamed out. His body seemed to swim and flow as it lost all human form and became something else, a grey hulking beast that was a thing that gave the devil nightmares. Then it stopped, he was Robert again but his smile was but a memory and his eyes still had no humanity in them.

“There are more worlds then this.” He said in a flat voice before he just vanished, moving on to those other worlds.

***

Videl woke with a start, that last thing she could remember was talking to Broly… admitting how she felt about him. Why was she on the floor and where was Broly? She jumped up and noticed the hole in her shirt, the size of a small coin but there was no mark on her skin.

“Broly where…” She saw him; he was on the floor not moving, not breathing. “No, no you can’t be… we just found each other please don’t be…be…be…” She could not even say the word as she knelt down next to her love and felt for any sign of life, there was none.

Videl cried, she cried so much she could not think any more, her eyes leaked until there were no more tears left in her and she embraced the body of her lost love. She felt his cold lifelessness and could hardly keep hold of him; it felt so wrong that she was going to be sick. That’s when she felt it, felt him. Deep in her own heart the grief was moved aside by a love, a strong and powerful love that took over all other emotions. It was her love, and it was his love. She felt Broly inside of her, a part of her that could never be lost. Broly and Videl were now joined, their love so perfect it would live on beyond even time itself. They were together from now until the end of time, and then beyond even that.

Broly had lost all of his hate, all of his anger, all of his madness and all of his suffering. He was now and forever in love with Videl, a part of her soul where he could forever be embraced by her love for him. Broly had found peace.

The end

“And we can have forever.
And we can love forever.
Forever is our today.
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today.
Who waits forever anyway?”-Queen

“He’ll be back; guys like him have a habit of coming back”
“Guys like what?”
“Legends, legends always come back.”-Kieran O’Connor