Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Brake The Chains of Heartache ❯ The Discovery ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1- The Discovery

By, Radd_Rolly

Summery: Trunks & Goten find Brolly and he's alive for some reason. They take him in and they become buddies. But how did he get there? The answer lies in the wish of a lonely woman, and a vow of the Kais of the universe.

I do not own Goten, Trunks, Brolly, or anything DBZ, but Jennifer LaMie is my character. If you feel you want to use her name please ask…never mind, she doesn't even appear until the next chapter. Carry on. I hope you enjoy this story.

Timeline- one year after Kid Buu,

Thirteen months past Brolly's death

"Bye Mom! I'm going to Trunks' house!" Goten yelled as he flew away from his house.

"Goten! Come back here!" Chi Chi called, "You're not through with your homework yet!!" After the Earth was restored Chi Chi decided to give Goten a formal education and had been sending him to a nearby village elementary school. What she didn't know was that Goten was one of the smartest kids in his class. He was a person that seemed to be born with knowledge and qualities he just understood. So she watched him fly off and sighed, heading back into the house.

Goten met Trunks flying away from his house with a look of tense dread on his face "What did you do?" Goten asked making a sharp U-turn to follow him by his side.

"I made the mistake of pulling a big one on Mom AND Dad at the same time." Trunks answered adding a couple of knots to his speed. He saw Goten was pleading for details next to him so he finished with, "You know that Chemistry Set Mom got me for Christmas? The one I refused to open up because it looked like a dorky gift?" Goten nodded and Trunks shrugged and said, "Well I was really board this morning so I opened it. There's actually some pretty cool stuff in it. I figured out what the chemicals were and I mixed mine up with my moms. I left them there then I took a throw activated stink bomb and put it in the middle of Dad's Gravity Chamber. Well I didn't know it, but my chemicals, when mixed with the dangerous ones my Mom has will cause different kinds of explosions. One exploded bright orange-red foam everywhere and it stains everything it touches. That kind splashed on Mom's face and the dye spread. It does that on skin contact supposedly. Another one caused a much more violent explosion, and it blew up my Mom's almost finished research. Meanwhile my dad activated the Gravity Room to 500x Earth's gravity and the stink bomb exploded with such force that it fused with his skin and now dad stinks like a Skunk Purée."

Goten just laughed and he was soon joined by Trunks as they both lowered their ki to nonexistent and landed in the forest below them. They walked along talking quietly. They were headed to their `secret clubhouse' a thick bunch of bramble, tall vines and saplings that blocked the sky and let green light filter through. The only way to get to it was by foot. You couldn't see it from the sky. It was perfect for hiding from Vegeta, who would sometimes fly around the Earth extremely fast looking for his son. Before when they didn't have the clubhouse Vegeta could find them seven out of ten times. Suddenly Goten froze.

Trunks turned to him and worriedly asked, "Goten! Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost!"

Goten, who had turned ash white slowly lifted a quivering hand and pointed a distance away. There in the dirt covered with leaves and dirt was a black haired man that was unconscious on the timberland ground, a hundred yards away. Trunks pulled at Goten, "What are you afraid of? It's just a guy. Probably a hiker who got lost and fainted from heat exhaustion. What's the matter with you?"

"Trunks…" Goten's voice quivered in fear.

"What?"

"Th-that's…B-Brolly." Goten shivered out.

"It can't be!" Trunks yelled looking closer at the man, but there was no mistaking the gold earrings and arm shackles. It was Brolly, a non-Super Brolly, "But he's dead! He died over a year ago! How can he be alive!?"

"I-I don't know. Maybe we should tell our parents."

"Did you forget something? My parent's are ticked off at me. And I know you ran out on your mom, so she'd probably not even let you help fight him. Maybe we can take him on ourselves."

Goten shot him a glance that said `You're insane!', then said, "Maybe we can convince him to not destroy us. Perhaps he'll listen."

Now it was Trunks' turn to shoot a `you're nuts' look at him, "Listen, we'll drag him into the clubhouse, then we'll see what happens when he wakes up. If he growls, `Kill Kakkarot' or something similar, we'll leave faster then he could know we were there. Come on, help me, would ya?"

They each grabbed an arm and dragged him to the clearing. In the clearing it was furnished with everything a Saiyan Chibi could want in a clubhouse, there was nonperishable food, beanbag chairs, sleeping bags (blue and orange), they had a hollowed out tree trunk for secret storage, a throw rug, and a fire pit. They pulled out the throw rug, got into a squabble over who's sleeping bag he'd be able to use (Goten lost that debate). And used a cloth to clean off his face. After two layers they could finally see his face. He had a nasty looking bruise that covered half his forehead and went into his hairline.

"Gosh, do you think he's okay?" Goten said feeling a little concerned. Trunks nodded, but something bothered him a bit. No one could `beat up' Brolly. You were either losing to him, or were using the sun to incinerate him.

They spent the next hour tending his wounds and trying to keep him reasonably comfortable. No one could say they weren't forgiving. Evening was braking and the two boys mutually agreed to stay the night. What if he woke up without them knowing?

"How did he get here?" Trunks asked Goten.

Goten shrugged and said, "I don't know. Maybe someone used the Dragonballs to revive him."

"No. He only knows enemies here. It must've been something else."

"We could take him to Dende and see if he knows anything."

"Are you crazy!? Dende would flip! That crazy Namik never pays attention to anything unless you pray to him. And Piccolo wouldn't let him anyway."

"Who can we ask then?"

"I don't know. But we'll figure something out."

Near eleven o'clock Goten noticed Brolly's eye was twitching, not in a crazed way, but the trying to wake up but a `my swollen eye won't let me see' twitch.

"Hey Trunks. Get up. I think he's waking up." Goten watched him try his non-swollen eye and it peaked open gazing straight at Goten. Goten waved at him and said, "H-hi Brolly. How are you feeling?"

He winced as if Goten had shouted, and said, "Who-who are you?"

"My name's Goten. Me and my friend, Trunks found you beat up outside so we brought you in here to recuperate."

"Is…my name Brolly? How did you know that? I didn't even know that."

"Uh…my Dad and you have met before. I met you about a year ago too." Goten replied, omitting that during the `meeting' he died.

"Who's he?" Brolly asked pointing to Trunks who was very upset about being woken right when his watch shift was over.

"My name's Trunks, I'm Goten's best friend. I'll tell you stuff about you that might help you feel more comfortable with yourself. You are a Saiyan-"

"A what?" he inquired.

"I was about to explain. A Saiyan is a very powerful alien. They can fly, use blasts to protect people from other people, and have really powerful strength. You are a full blooded Saiyan. Me and Trunks are half Saiyan, half Human. Humans are the main sentient species on this planet, Earth. You are a special kind of Saiyan. You are the `Legendary Super Saiyan' it's like the Incredible Hulk of the Saiyan world. You transform either on will, or when are feeling very emotional. Other than that I don't know much about you. One question though."

"What's that."

"What comes to your mind when I say the word, Kakkarot?"

Brolly just looked ahead, obviously concentrating really hard, "I feel like something's screaming into my ear. It's slightly annoying and it's giving me a headache. Is that alright?"

Goten grinned, "Great. Tell me everything you know about yourself."

"My name is Brolly. I think I like to fight," he began to get a little defensive, "Not that I'm going to go out on a killing spree or something. I just think I like to fight."

He looked upset suddenly and Trunks asked, "What's the matter? Why do you look so depressed?"

"I just realized, I don't have much of a personality that I know of. I feel a void in me. An abyss of something absent from my soul."

Trunks looked at Goten and asked psychically, `Why does he sound so smart? Last I saw him his vocabulary consisted of growls, evil laughs, and the word Kakkarot.'

`Maybe since he's no longer insane he can talk easier. I feel sorry for him, we should help him get a personality. He seems pretty nice for a Saiyan when he isn't trying to kill us.'

"Brolly." They chorused.

"Yes?"

"We'll help you get a personality!"

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