In the deep of space | By : Vegetaswriter Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3540 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, or make money off of this! It would be AWSOME if I did.. Yeah Awsome |
A/U, Brolly does not have any type of psychosis, he is sane in my fic. Also I am having Brolly look like he does before turning S.S, you know the blue and green hair. I like him like that, it’s sexy ;)
Survivor
Another blimp on the radar, another day wasted away; with a heavy sigh and flick of a thick wrist switched off the annoying dings of the red grid. The body slumped into the overstuffed flight chair, blowing a stray bang from his face; for weeks he has been cruising through the void of space; hunting, jumping from planet to planet searching for any survivors. It seemed his luck was far in between, not one glimpse of a furry tail; was he really alone?
He glanced over to a worn picture, gently inspecting it between his fingers. He smiled as the still figures smiled back; a young boy with no cares in the world, then the larger man with a gentle smile standing slightly back; he sighed as he thought about those days, long before he sat in the two man ship alone. He missed his father terribly, he wish he could just go back and try to change the outcome, to save him.
The fires that consumed the capital, his home, still to this very day haunted him. He could still smell the ash of the magnificent palace, the mighty ships of the enemy loomed over head, the cries of his fellow people reached his ears as he watched them raced about in panic, his father’s wails still rang between his ears… run Brolly run. It was a day he would never forget, a day he could never let slip away in the recedes of space. He wished he could. Since that very day all he had done was run, run and search, hoping that at least another life was salvaged, another like himself. Twenty years…
Brolly sighed lightly placing the old photo back in its place; twenty years he had been in space, twenty years and all he had found on each planet was either employment or death. Whatever it was that destroyed his home planet had been terrorizing the rest of the southern galaxies, how he had continued this long without being detected, or uncovering by the perpetrator he would never know. How could an army with that force remain unknown? Yes he did hear many talks and speculation on who they were but nothing tangible, only theories and many of them were outlandish; some say spirits, demons, hell even the Sayian race was thrown out there.
The screen lit up with an annoying fuzz and a bleeping screech its companion. Brolly grunted placing himself back into an upright position he flicked open the communication link. “What do you want?” He watched as the screen slowly adjusted revealing an very annoyed rouge reptilian. Brolly chuckled leaning back into his chair smirking at his unwilling at times ally. “Captain Goser, what do I owe the pleasure of you’re company?”
The Captain pulled back a tight lip exposing his razor sharp teeth, crossing his arms in annoyance. “Listen up bounty hunter, you know how much I hate dealing with you’re scummy kind. I’m only going to explain this once. The planet Yeman has had plenty of talk circling about on this mysterious enemy of the universe. Apparently there is a man spilling out secrets in a pub, he is the same race as myself only orange in coloring. Find him, listen to his words, capture him if the information sounds believable, and report back to me with or without the captive.”
Brolly sighed, this was simple shit, and he wasn’t one do to simple errands. “Not interested, send one of you’re boys.”
“You think I would be talking to you’re monkey ass if I could Sayian?” The Captain sighed. “It is in the delta X galaxies, far out of our jurisdiction. We cannot operate pass the threshold.”
“Jurisdiction, bah it’s a bunch of rubbish if you ask me. The Galactic Law-enforcement cannot go into one galaxy, all because of jurisdiction… Stupid.” Brolly grunted.
“Stupid and unfortunately true. The details are not for you to know, top secret shit and all that extra bullshit.” It was Goser’s time to sigh. “Look it Brolly this is the mission, either you take it or not.”
Brolly scowled “What’s in it for me? What would make me come back and not stay in that system?”
“Because we have classified information about others like you.”
Brolly laughed. “I don’t care about other bounty hunters Goser. Put them all away for all I care, more jobs for me.”
Goser smirked. “Not what I’m talking about Brolly. What I mean when I say others like you, I mean monkey tail assholes, like you.”
Brolly sneered. “You lie.”
“Not at all, here I’m sending you my evidence.” Goser’s shit eating grin never leaving his features.
Brolly cut the video feed off to accept and upload the file Goser sent. He opened it up seeing mass of files, each one labeled by race; scrolling down until he reached one labeled ‘Sayian’s’. He clicked it open seeing several pictures and bios of himself, another file caught his eye, it was a video. He clicked it open and watched impatiently as it loaded.
Smoke, screams, blood, and death; Brolly shivered. It was a small video feed from a sidewalk camera; defiantly knocked down by the angle it recorded. Then two sets of boots came into view, it wasn’t the boots that caught his eye; it was the furry appendage flicking between those boots. He strained his ear to hear the gruff voices, he picked out a few words, a language spoken in his mothers tongue; he shivered. A body was kicked striking the camera making the angle change again. This time he could clearly see the waist armor of his people, guarding the most private and sensitive areas. Those boots came forward, stepping on the camera, crushing it to the ground, the very last image saved was of three blurred figures. Defiantly Saiyan.
Captain Goser took the opportunity to take Brolly out of his thoughts. “Listen, by the looks of it they are working for this enemy. I would have to ensure their arrest, and death sentence. But since I like your work around here, I’m going to turn a blind eye. I will destroy the evidence, and once the army is found and taken care of you can take them and run off, so repopulate your race for all I care. But this is the payment, this is the deal. You help me, I help you. I can use a damn good fighter in my ranks, and well simply put your a powerhouse no doubt.” Goser paused, scratching his chin. “Must be your Sayian genes… Well what do you think? You join my forces this one last time, we hunt down the bastards together and in the end you will find what you are looking for and live happily ever after.”
Brolly laughed, Goser was sure in a strange mood. “Yeah I will join forces Goser, but as soon as we take them down, you better live up to your part of the deal. That it would be it, I move forward with the others of my race, no bullshit, no hidden agenda?”
“No Brolly, I will do as I say, I swear it on my code of honor.” Goser held his hand high.
“Very well Goser, deal. Now destroy your copy of the video feed.” Brolly smirked. “I will contact you when I am finished with the job.” He flicked off the communication link not giving Goser the chance to speak. He leaned back playing the video again, and again.
He scrutinized the video searching for any hint on whom these Saiyans were, if anyone of them were fertiles. He watched over and over but the video was far too blurry in the end to pick out any definition on the bodies or faces. But the voices called to him, their deep, gruff, and raspy voices made him yearn to hear them again and again; he needed to hear the words of his people speaking to him, a secret language only they would know.
Brolly moved forward punching in the desired location, closing the window shields, and kicked back for a long sleep. The closer he got to this army, the closer he will get to them.
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