Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Brake The Chains of Heartache ❯ The History ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter 5- The History

Trunks yawned widely before he blinked in the early morning light. Goten was still sleeping peacefully next to him and Brolly-Brolly was gone. His eyes widened fully, Brolly was GONE! He scrambled up and stepped outside the door of the hideout just as Vegeta leapt down and tackled him, "BRAT!"

"Yie! How'd you find me?" Trunks asked as he struggled for release.

"You idiot! I sensed you and Goten flying all over the place yesterday! You didn't actually think you could hide for long did you!?" the enraged Saiyan prince growled.

`Wow! Brolly must have sensed Dad coming! He didn't run away to rampage around the planet! He sensed a potential danger and left to watch and plan for an attack if we got hurt witch means…'

"DON'T!" he shouted. Even though he couldn't `sense' Brolly, he certainly felt an impounding attack feeling rise around them, "He's my DAD!"

Vegeta rose an eyebrow, "Did I rattle your brain to hard? You're speaking nonsense. You don't need to acknowledge to yourself that you're my brat do you?" The feeling of impending attack went away and Trunks sighed. THAT could have been disastrous.

Goten came crawling out frantically, "Trunks! He's gone! Brolly's gone!"

"Who, Kaka-clone?" Vegeta glared at Goten who nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Uh…My pet snake. Yeah. Snake. He's gone." Goten answered quickly.

"You named him after that idiot? Why in the world did you do that?" He chided.

"Uh… Because he looked kinda like him… big… had an insane look in it's eye…evil looking… I don't know. It seemed like a good name for him…" Goten replied hesitantly.

"Your Mother called, brat. She wanted you home yesterday." He said a moment later.

"WHAT!? Oh crud!" off he went so fast it could have been a lesser form of Instant Transmission. Goten left quickly, but Brolly watched him leave and was slightly concerned, so he followed behind him at the same speed. Two miles away from the little yellow cottage Goten called home, Brolly caught up to him and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Eeipe!" Goten looked over his shoulder, saw Brolly, then sighed in relief. "Oh it's you, Brolly. Gosh you scared me. It's really weird not being able to sense something that taps your shoulder."

"Do I really seem big, insane and evil?" He asked looking insulted.

"Not now… you used to be like that though."

"Start talking kid. I want to know everything about my life. It seems you knew me then. Even if I was `evil' I want to know everything. How would you feel if you knew nothing about yourself and everyone else seemed to know everything?"

Goten sighed and looked defeated, "This is going to take a while. We should land and find somewhere to talk."

After they settled in a tree Goten turned to him, "I don't know where to start. I'll start on why our families met about two years before I was born. Your dad's name was Paragas. You and my dad where born on the same day and set in the same nursery next to each other. You had a power level of about 10,000. My dad had a level of about two. You were born as a threat to Chibi Vegeta, Trunks' dad, who was thought to be the Legendary Super Saiyan. So his dad, King Vegeta, ordered your dad to destroy you. Paragas wouldn't do it, so King Vegeta decided to do it himself. While all that was happening you met my dad. He was very loud and whiney. He cried so loud and so often he made you cry because he gave you a headache. My dad drove you insane. So you spent all your life hating my dad in the back of you mind. He was the only person who ever made you cry.

"My dad was sent here while Frieza, the Evil Space Lizard, destroyed your home planet. With you on it. You where so powerful you protected yourself and your dad from doom. All your childhood and young life was spent training, and destroying planets, your power was becoming unstoppable. Even your own dad couldn't control you. So he put power restraints and a mind controlling devise on you. He made you a sort of servant for destruction. Later your dad found Vegeta, no longer chibi, but a grown adult, also a Super Saiyan. Your dad invited him to come to New Vegetasai my dad and a few others came along. You saw my dad and got a very angry because you remembered him from infant-hood for some reason. You blew up the mind control devise AND your power restraints. During an epic battle you nearly destroyed my dad and everyone else.

"You caught sight of your dad trying to escape, cause he'd programmed a comet to head down and destroy everyone on the planet, including you. Instead you crushed his escape pod like an old soda can. You nearly got blown up in the process of the planet being destroyed but by some strange unexplainable circumstance, you escaped. You landed on Earth and sat frozen in the arctic for like nine years when I accidentally woke you up. How you may ask? I was crying. I'm like a clone of my dad in looks. You woke up and me, Trunks, my brother Gohan and his girlfriend Videl tried to beat you.

"You were winning, me and Gohan where doing a double Kamehameha to beat you. I was a Super Saiyan and Gohan a Super Saiyan Two, but you were too strong. By some miracle the spirit of my dad, who had died a while ago, came by as a Super Saiyan Two and put an extra boost into the blast. You where then destroyed. That was about a year ago. Two days ago we found you lying unconscious on the forest floor, so me and Trunks took you in. And you know the rest."

Brolly looked very thoughtful. Then asked, "If I caused so much suffering and pain in the universe, why did you help me?"

Goten shrugged then said, "I figured I want to be like my dad. He gave loads of people second chances. You're obviously here for a reason. Even you deserve a second chance. Plus, when you're unconscious you don't look very terrifying."

Brolly smirked and said, "Thanks for the insult, kid. So the guy who jumped Trunks was his father? I'm guessing attacking him would have been asking for trouble."

"Definitely. Now I have a question for you. What do you think of that Jennifer lady?" Goten smirked, looking unmistakably Saiyanish at that moment.

Brolly shrugged, "She is nice. But I don't think she likes me."

"Why do you think that?"

"While we were leaving that fair place she seemed agitated."

"Not at you. She was more agitated at that guy who gave her that old prize. He was sexist."

"I'll go over to her house and say hi to her, then. I feel… I think the word is bored." A bored Saiyan was likely to get in trouble. Goten knew it and Trunks proved it. But he needed to get home. He was late as it was. Chichi would be going amazon warrior on him when he stepped through the door. He'd be grounded for a while and with him and surely Trunks locked inside for punishment Brolly would be unleashed upon the world, all alone.

He decided to delay the inevitable, "I'll go with you."

"I thought your Mother wanted you home?" Brolly said.

"Alright, alright. I'll go home. I'm going to get grounded so you'll be on your own. Can you handle being by yourself for a day or so?"

"I'm no child. I can handle a few days without the guidance of a couple of kids. I'll come by every afternoon to check up on you. Flag me down if you want." With that Brolly shot off headed for East City. At least Jennifer lived somewhere other than West City. That cut down chance encounters with Z Fighters down by at least half.

Brolly came upon the first outcropping buildings of East City and spotted the building where Jennifer lived. He started down when he heard Jennifer singing from an open window, "Na naa na na na, na na na na na na na, na na na na naa, na na na na na na naa!"

The slightly cracked open opaque window was spouting steam into the air. A fruity smell came from it. He grinned, the kitchen window he decided to go in and surprise her. He pushed open the window and stepped in. Then he froze. Jennifer also froze. Brolly looked her up and down. She was dripping wet barely covered by a towel. Her face flushed cherry red and she glared maliciously at Brolly. "I'm gonna hurt you! Why are you in my bathroom!?"

"I th-thought this was the kitchen. I-I'll just step outside." His face was bright pink, but Jennifer wasn't going to let him off easily.

"I'm going to KILL you!" she grabbed the closest thing to her, a hairbrush, and threw it at him. It smacked him in the chest and snapped in half. He ran into the hallway and with a bloodthirsty look in her eye grabbed a blow dyer and ran down the hall chasing after him with it.

She cornered him in the living room and glared threateningly at him. "Alright, Brolly. Why'd you barge into my bathroom!?"

"I came over to see you."

"What's wrong with going through a door!? Well!?"

"I'm regretful that we ended up in this problem, but I just wanted to see you."

She continued to scowl but her eyes showed she was thinking. After standing there silent for about ten seconds she sighed and said, "Just sit on the couch. I need to get dressed. Don't move."

He sat still as a stone, while her cats sniffed him suspiciously. Several minutes later Jennifer emerged fully dressed, brushing her hair with the stub that broke off when it hit Brolly. She sat down on a chair in front of him and addressed him calmly. "Brolly. You're a great guy but next time you want to visit knock so I can answer the door…or the window. Now I'm going to English class so you can stay here all morning or get a day visitor's pass and come with me. What are you going to do?"

"I'll go with you. I came by to see you after all."

"Fine. Then follow me. My class is ten miles off. You want to ride the bus?"

"What's a bus?"

"Public transportation."

"Can't I fly you like yesterday?"

"Okay, but we'd better not land in front of anyone."