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Jason9000: Hey everyone, while I'm getting ready to move to the other side of the planet for my new job I found this buried deep in my hard drive as I was combing through it and making space for work. I had this made long before the announcement of the new movie as I wanted to do my version of redoing Broly. But, only made one chapter as I was too focused on finishing up my bachelor's degree back in 2016. If I remember correctly this was about the time when Super was in the Universe 6 and 7 Tournament Arc so a lot of stuff contradicts what came out later. Figured I release it and who knows maybe I'll do this depending on the response. Hope you like it.*

AGE 737 Planet Vegeta

In a corner of the North galaxy on a red planet, two Saiyan children were wide awake in the delivery room. Both of the occupants in the bassinets were crying. The doctors had tried everything to calm them down, but both occupants refused to stop crying. Both babies were a mystery to the doctors. One was the son of a low class warrior Saiyan warrior that had risen through the ranks of the elite for his people over the coming months. He had visited his young son for a few minutes until he realized what a weakling he was. The young baby only had a power level of 2. Even for a lower class Saiyan this was utterly pathetic and his father left him, not even asking what world he was going to be shipped out to. He cursed his spawn for being weak and did not care if lived or died. To him his son, Kakarot was dead to him already.

Next to the crying Kakarot was another oddity. Another Saiyan baby that made the doctors scratch their heads even more. As with all the Saiyan children his power was scanned through the scouters. However, the doctors used five different scouters to confirm their findings. According to their scouters the young baby has a whopping power level of 10,000. No Saiyan child had born with such strength. Only the royal family and the elites of their race reached a power level that high in their adult years. It perplexed them and they immediately reported it to the royal family. They performed a variety of tests on the infant to see if they could understand what made him so strong. However the doctors were told to wait to hear from an official notice from the palace and to cease their tests. In the mean time they turned off the lights to simulate a night mode to let the two babies sleep.

The child Broly had a massive headache. His neighbor Kakarot had been crying for hours and now and wouldn't stop. The noise was grating and he couldn't get any sleep. Tears formed in his eyes as he cried silently in pain. While his neighbor was irritating there was something far beyond his infant mind could comprehend. Above there were was something far more powerful. It's mere presence was overwhelming. He began whimpering for comfort as a dark shadow entered the room.

A Saiyan warrior ran as fast as he could through the royal palace. His mind going frantic as he tore through the winding hallways going to the throne room. He had just heard that the king had decided on a meeting to determine his son's fate. His wife had died in the birth of their child. The pregnancy had been rough. He was only allowed to stay on planet for short periods before being sent off-world to go purge another. During his brief time with his wife, he had seen her struggle in carrying their child. Something was different about it from most Saiyan pregnancies. She barely ate, slept a lot, and was puking up blood. She had spent a long time in the healing pods, but even with the advanced technology of the mighty Frieza Empire, it only allowed her to live long enough to carry her child to term. From what the doctors told him, the birth was messy and the process killed her. She lived long enough to name the child Broly before passing on. He had been upset by her passing, but was proud when he heard his son had a power level of 10,000. Not even he, a Saiyan elite had reached that level till a short time ago. An infant having that power? Surely he could be the one of the three legendary Saiyan warriors that arrived every millennium. It had been 1,000 years since the last ones showed up. Perhaps his son was the latest incarnation of one. However, the ruling monarch did not like this. He grew worried of his own son's safety and he heard whispers that he would kill the young child.

He burst through the doors as heard his king's decree on the matter. "Then it is settled, the baby shall be killed. I will not risk my son's future on this freak!" The king said before pausing looking through the doors. "Oh it is you Paragus..." The King said grimly.

"King Vegeta please I beg you!" Paragus said walking forward. Only to be grabbed by two Saiyan bodyguards. Both holding him back as the King approached him from his throne. "Broly can be a great asset to you and your son! We have no desire to take over! Vegeta can use Broly and in time we can break away from Frieza! Don't you realize what this means?" Paragus desperately asked.

"Oh really? A baby born with a power level of 10,000? I know exactly what this means. He could be one of the Saiyan of legends. The furious golden haired warrior, the just red haired Saiyan, or even worse the mad green monster of our ancestors. I will not have my son supplanted by any of these legends! The baby will be exterminated. I am sorry about the loss of your wife. However, I cannot take any chances," King Vegeta said raising his arm to Paragus' stomach.

Before the Saiyan elite could react, his own King blasted him with his Execution Beam right through his abdomen. His body flying back to the door as the force of the attack sent him flying backwards.

"We do not know if your child gets your strength from your deceased wife or yourself. Your child will die, but I will be merciful enough to let you both die together," King Vegeta's voice said over him.

Paragus' vision was fading as he looked up at his King. He stood over him, his gaze cold as his black eyes bore down on his broken body. King Vegeta scowled at him. "Such a waste Paragus. You truly were a strategic warrior. Now tell me where his son, Broly is. I will attend to this matter myself and then go and see Lord Frieza."

Paragus fists weakly beat against King Vegeta's knees as his faded into unconsciousness.

Broly was still squirming around in his cot. His neighbor Kakarot had left him some time ago. He still felt the presence of a terrifying monster above him. He couldn't sleep as he felt the maliciousness and evil of the person. However, the monster seemed to reel back as if in shock and suddenly became scared. The young infant slowly calmed down. He was exhausted and in need of sleep not knowing of the dark shadow that entered the room.

Suddenly the baby was lifted up and held upside down as someone held him in the air violently shaking him. He cried out in terror as he was taken away from the warm bassinet he cherished. Suddenly his stomach hurt as something was plunged into it tearing it open. The baby began crying from the pain and felt himself thrown into the arms of someone else.

"Take the child and let him die with his father. I need to go and see why Frieza has decided to visit us unannounced. It's time I told him that the Saiyan race are not his slaves. Also make sure that other Saiyan child Kakarot was sent off to his mission! I don't want to hear Frieza complaining on how we don't send our infants off once they've been cleared by the medical team to purge planets!" a rough voice shouted at Broly's direction.

The other Saiyan bowed as he roughly held the child in his arm with intent to carry out his King's command. The young baby wails fell on deaf ears as all this over stimulation only caused him more pain than the knife wound.

*Above Planet Vegeta*

Frieza was sipping his wine as he stared out his window. Zarbon had told him that all of the Saiyan population was on their home world. From his reports only Prince Vegeta, his guardian Nappa, and some low level named Raditz were off world on training missions. This suited his purposes well. The Prince was a prodigy for his race and Frieza could use him well. His bodyguard would remind Vegeta of his place in the pecking order as the brute would step out of line and Vegeta would be mindful to keep him in line. As for Raditz, a low level Saiyan warrior was of no concern. He was just lucky he was ordered off planet. He made sure no Saiyan women were on missions. The last thing he needed was the filthy monkeys breeding again.

His thoughts turned toward the rumors those disgusting monkeys kept sprouting. Every thousand years or so a group of Saiyan warriors would pop up. A mad, brute of a Saiyan that supposedly blew up the Saiyans original home world. His green light destroying everything in his madness. A golden haired warrior who's righteous fury would seek out anyone that wronged the Saiyan race even its own members, and a red haired supposed demi-deity that was somehow the balance between the two. Right about when his family came to power, one of his distant ancestors Chilled and his brother fought them with a powerful green alien. Both of his ancestors had died brutally. Only the green alien survived to tell the tale. According to rumors Chilled had betrayed his brother during the massive brawl against a golden warrior. Frieza didn't care though, from what his father told him the brother didn't want to set up an empire. Rather a galactic police force that would bring peace and justice through the North Galaxy. The mere thought made his skin crawl and was glad his name was forgotten from the family.

These monkeys were growing far too powerful at a fast pace. The Saiyan Dodoria had been sent to deal with went from a low class, to hitting the elite class in the span of a year a half. Individually the Saiyans were nothing. But, as a group they could pose a problem. The last thing he needed was for those legends to be true and a group of Saiyans to challenge him as the rightful ruler of the North Galaxy. It was best to nip this in the bud now than later.

Behind him both Zarbon and Dodoria stood awaiting their master's command. He had been quiet for the past hour. He was waiting for King Vegeta to arrive. Frieza wanted to deal with him personally. The space tyrant knew that the unannounced visit would infuriate the monkey king and he wanted to relish in killing him. He grinned at what he was going to do to King of Saiyans when he heard a strange pop behind him.

He turned and saw two visitors behind him. He cocked his head to the side in confusion. How did they get there? The only way in was through the doors at the far end of room and they didn't open. How dare they interrupt him in his thoughts. He examined them with a critical eye. One of them was a tall male. His skin was pink and he looked old. He had pointed ears and long white hair. His attire was quite formal from what Frieza could gather. His companion was a woman of shorter statue. She wore a similar outfit to her companion. Her long white hair traveling down her back. She would be considered quite pretty if not for the icy look she was shooting him. Her black eyes cutting across the room to where Frieza stood. She was vaguely familiar to him. Interestingly enough both of them wore earrings similar to Zarbon. However, the woman's earrings were red and the man's were green.

"Who are you?! How dare you enter Lord Freiza's chambers! Who do you think you are?!" Zarbon asked them stepping forward.

"Quiet mortal, you have no right to speak to the Supreme Kai in such a manner!" The man said sternly.

Frieza's eyes widened in shock. He recognized the title! But, he only heard a couple of stories from his father! Before he could order his men to back down, Dodoria stepped forward pounding his knuckles together. "I don't care who you are! You could be the Supreme attendant of donuts for all I care! You're going down!"

Both Zarbon and Dodoria rushed them both, but the woman rushed forward faster than they could see. She back handed them both across the face, knocking them unconscious before going to Frieza.

The leader could count on one hand the number of times he knew he was outmatched. All of them were by his immediate family in his youth. Never once in his existence was he scared of anyone outside his family. He didn't even know what was happening before he felt her hand around his throat. She held him against the wall, slamming his body into it. His body making a crack in it that led to the ceiling above.

"Listen to me well Frieza. I have spent far too long in the other sections of the inhabitable Universe on my crusade. Had I known what your family was doing for the past millennia I would have killed your ancestors long ago," She snarled.

Frieza could only move his legs helplessly as he tried to break her hold. Nothing he could do would shake her off. He couldn't even try to focus on transforming into a higher form. He grip was like iron and he was only getting so much oxygen to his brain. He eyes began to water as he stared down at her.

"I have already visited your father and brother. They already received my warning. You WILL cease your operations or I will be back to stop you myself. I will not tolerate you going around committing genocide across the Northern Galaxy! The Universe has already seen the terror of Majin Buu and the madness of Bojack. I will not let this continue!" Her deadly gaze piercing through him, far more than his Death Beams did through his soldiers. "You have six months or I will come back for you and put the three of you down together!" The woman said.

She let him go and Frieza fell to the floor gasping for breath. He tried to get up, but he felt her foot stomp on his back. He tried to push himself up off the ground, but she only pressed her foot harder. "Don't even think of trying to attack me. Your father already tried and failed miserably. I expect him to be calling you and your brother soon. I wasn't nice and purposely roughed him up to make sure he got my message. This ends now," She whispered into his ear.

Behind them her male companion began to shift uncomfortably. "Madam..." he hesitatingly began. "You are being su-" his words cut off as she turned toward him waving her hand.

"Tell them I'll be right there. If they become so impatient while waiting then tell them I shall go above him to our leader," she said.

Her companion trembled in fear. "My Lady, with all due respect I do not think that is wise! You know how fickle he is! Please let us go now before something bad happens,"

The woman painfully stepped off of Frieza and walked to her companion. "Tell them to meet me on the other side of this planet. If they want to talk so bad they can come to me."

Frieza stood up painfully, his eyes bulging in rage. He was Lord Frieza! No one, not even his father or his weakling of an older brother treated him like this. He quickly stuck a finger out and sent a Death Beam right at the ungrateful wench, pouring every bit of power he could in his restricted form.

The woman turned and her eyes flashed blue. The beam bounced off of her and went back to Frieza. He felt it pierce the upper part of his right lung as he fell to the ground breathing heavily from his own attack. His blood coming out of the hole in his body as he shook in shock.

"You now have four months to cease your actions. If your empire isn't disbanded then I will come back and end you. And before you complain, you'd be surprised what one could get done in four months. Who knows, maybe if you do nothing but train you could beat me," she said turning her back on him. She stood next to her companion. He nodded as he put his hand on her back and they disappeared without a trace.

Before Frieza could get up, he heard noises on the other side of the door. Lots of shouting and angry grunts. He heard two bodies thud against the door before it opened.

Before him stood King Vegeta and his entourage. The Saiyan King looked angrier than ever. Not even caring for protocol he stepped in before being announced. "Lord Frieza, I have come to inform you that the Saiyan race aren't your..." the king trailed off as he looked around the room. Zarbon and Dodoria were down on the floor. Both having large lumps on their cheeks unconscious. A large crack on the far end of the wall that extended from the floor to the ceiling. On his knees was Frieza with a small hole in his chest as he was bleeding and breathing heavily.

"Lord Frieza?" King Vegeta asked in shock and awe.

The Saiyans deaths were quicker than Frieza had liked as he would look back on the memory. Being vaporized by Frieza in a blind rage was far too merciful. He couldn't let the monkeys live after seeing him so injured. To this day Zarbon and Dodoria thanked whatever deity they believed in that they were unconscious or they would have died as well. Frieza didn't escape from the attack unscathed. The rejuvenation pods were still being developed. After that day Frieza would be forced to cough regularly as his lung never healed properly. His voice would sometimes become raspy as he would need to cough to clear his throat and get oxygen to his lungs. Once he finished his voice was back to normal. All of his men knew not to talk about it in front of him, in fear of death. No one would mock the mighty Frieza ever again...

Paragus lay in a ditch with son. He held the newborn babe tightly to his chest. His son was brutally stabbed and they were left to die. Not in a glorious battle like all Saiyans wanted, but in a ditch, discarded, and forgotten. He prayed for salvation for his son. He was sure his son was one of the legendary Saiyans he should not die like this.

Through his dimmed vision he saw two people approaching. A Saiyan man and a woman. They stood before him, watching him. Paragus did not recognize them. He knew it was too late for him, but not for his son.

"Please..." he weakly said licking his lips. "Save my son! He does not deserve to die here."

Both of them turned to each other in silence for a moment. The woman nodded and the man stepped forward toward the fallen pair. Paragus held Broly closer to him for a moment addressing the baby. "You are...Broly son of Paragus. You are my son. You are one of the legendary Saiyans! Never forget that my child! Get revenge for me on the royal family for leaving us to die like rats," Paragus said before handing him to the stranger's outstretched arms.

The stranger hissed as he saw Broly's wound. He held him closer to his body and Paragus thought he saw a strange glow emanating from the man's hands. His son's cries only quieted for a second before he began shrieking. The strangers looked up to the sky and saw a bright light. "Time to go," the female Saiyan said.

Paragus saw the two of them walk away as he finally gave out. Through his closed eyes he saw a bright light coming closer and felt an intense heat. His last thoughts directed at his son and hoping he would avenge their family.

The tyrant Frieza had accomplished his goal. The Saiyan home world, Planet Vegeta was no more. Destroyed by his very hand. Despite the immense pain he laughed as it blew up before his eyes. All of the filthy monkeys were gone without a trace. Only three were left that were of no concern to him. He only sat back in his chair and enjoyed the fireworks. Forgetting about the intruder for a few minutes as he laughed at his genocidal work.

What he didn't know was two Saiyan children had escaped their planet's destruction. One in a space pod heading to some backwater planet in the fringes of the North Galaxy and the other had been taken away by two strangers. Each having a destiny of their own.

Two adults and a baby popped into existence on the Supreme World of the Kais. Their mission only half accomplished as the woman had suffered a major setback.

"Madam...I know today didn't go your way completely, but we got the child. If he is anything like the last ones we knew, he could be the tide to defeating the dark wizard Babidi," Her male companion said.

She huffed in anger. Her mission went south after meeting with Frieza. Her plans were in jeopardy again all because, no one took her seriously. "We weren't supposed to take care of the child Kibito! Only monitor it, till it grew into adulthood. Then we would have seen if he could be used as a powerful tool against Babidi. Now we have to raise it. I am a Supreme Kai, I do not look after children," She said.

Kibito look started at her statement. "There was a time when you adored children my Lady..." Kibito said softly to himself. He shook his head further voicing his thoughts. "How shall we raise him?"

She merely waved at him. "Raise him how YOU like. I have more important matters to attend to. I found another lead on Babidi. I'm going to do some reconnaissance and see if the lead is true," she said walking away.

Kibito blinked in her response. "My Lady, I cannot properly attend to my duties and raise a mortal child at the same time. What if he isn't like the past Saiyans we met a thousand years ago and is only a bloody thirsty brute like most of the Saiyan race today?" he asked.

"Then dispose of him Kibito. I have little time for looking after one mortal when the fate of the Universe is at stake. I've told you countless times before I won't let Majin Buu terrorize the Universe again. If you cannot nurture him to be a powerful, just warrior, and his Saiyan nature takes over...then kill him," she said before teleporting away.

Kibito sighed as he looked down at the babe in his arms. He knew she was going to be difficult. Any time there was even a rumor of Babidi's location she became obsessed and developed a one-track mind of stopping him and ignoring everyone else around him.

"Come child, let us put you to bed. I will have to consult a book on how to raise a baby..." Kibito said looking down at the baby.

The baby only shifted in his hand. His wound was healed so his stomach wasn't hurting, he no longer had a screaming neighbor, and best of all the terrifying thing he felt was gone. He couldn't feel it anywhere, but it would haunt his nightmares for years to come.

*Jason9000: Well I hope you all enjoyed. There were some interesting twists in this I hope you all liked. Depending on the response I may pick up on this. I have a vague idea of where I wanted this to go way back in 2016. But, I'm still focusing on my other Dragon Ball fic and I am moving to the other side of the world. Please leave a review of what you thought. Thanks again everyone.