Broly -
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As they exited the Boom Tube they found themselves in front of the path of the Warworld.
''Mobius Chair, begin a Galactic Broadcast to every planet in the Galaxy except for the Sol System. Also Broadcast to the Guardians, and every Green Lantern Power Ring.'' Broly instructed as the Chair gave him some beeps, before a screen appeared in front of him.
''Citizens of the Galaxy, I am Broly, Weaponmaster of Qward, and the Last Saiyan. Almost twenty years ago, my race was destroyed by the Warworld. Now, Apokolips and New Genesis stand with me, Metron has given me the Mobius Chair, the Gordanian Slavers have been annihilated, and the Citadellian Empire has bent its knees to me. Tamaran is mine, and soon, the Vega System with it. To the Dominators and Psions, you're next! To Mongul, I say this, as I leave the safety of this Mobius Chair, launch your Strongest defensive measure, and when I survive, know that I am… The Super Saiyan God!'' He finished his speech, and the Mobius Chair attached a camera to him before he left the Bubble.
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Panther of the Guardians of Oa -
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Like his fellow Guardians and most of the Galaxy the sudden intrusion had been surprising. The message and feed more so. Apparently there weren't any records of this Broly or his species. But more surprising was the sheer durability he possessed.
They all watched the Warworld's massive World Cracker emerge. They all watched it fire. They all watched the beam engulf this Broly. And they all watched as the Beam stopped, that Broly hadn't moved an inch, hadn't died, and hadn't even been hurt.
The mortal claiming to be a god smirked lazily before clenching his fists, and tensing his body as even the fabric of space seemed to shift, bend, and warp around him.
His black hair turned Green, as a Greenish Aura wrapped around him and his musculature bulked up slightly.
Sayd immediately began to document everything. Ganthet however glanced at the lone warrior with measured interest.
He was a warrior, and he showed remarkable skill. He might just be worthy of a Power Ring.
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Ambassador Kaarta -
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As the Chief Ambassador of the Reach, Kaarta Vassa was very close to the central power structure of the Reach Technocracy.
He was for all intents and purposes a mere figurehead. Subservient to the whims of the thirteen Scarab Families. The truth was much different.
For ten years, he'd pitted family against Family. His family had risen from obscurity to climb the ladder up to ninth Scarab. But as frustrating as it was to even admit to himself, without something unprecedented his kin have climbed as high as they possibly could.
But he might have just found what he needed. The sudden override of the Reach Empire's feeds was something to blame on the Seventh Scarab family. But this Broly was an opportunity.
He sent a message to the Weaponers of Qward, requesting a meeting. If he struck an alliance with this man, it would be enough to raise him to the Fourth Scarab with the blunder of the Seventh Scarab assuming he was able to convince the Eighth Scarab Family to overstep and challenge the Weaponmaster.
Shouldn't be too hard, because while the Eighth Scarab family held their Scarab position longer than any other family in history, they were notorious for their tendency of overreaching. Particularly when it came to their arrogance of military superiority. It would be a simple matter to trigger them into reacting to the new variable.
The Meta-Geme must be involved in this man. Which means that only after dealing with the Eighth Scarab will the Vassa family be able to get first contact rights.
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Mongul -
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What in the hell was happening?
Who was this-
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Broly, Saiyan Emperor -
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Broly exploded through the War World and punched Mongul straight in the mouth.
Before quickly knocking the headset off his head and engaging in a short and brutal hand to hand combat battle. It was amusing watching Mongul's hands break trying to punch him, and to his credit he didn't let that stop him from fighting. A lesser opponent would have transitioned to a kick, and would have broken that too. Mongul just kept using his hands to try and fight back.
Unfortunately for Mongul, Broly was not your average Legendary Super Saiyan. Before joining the Weaponers he'd visited a lot of places. Different timelines, different worlds, different Multiverses. He'd put himself through a couple of enhancement programs, then had his skeleton modified. Even if Mongul by some absurd miracle managed to rip Broly's arm off, it would instantly regenerate. Even then, his forearm - as in his literal bone - would still be there and punching Mongul in the face six different times before it fully regenerated.
Finally Broly just cut the transmission feed, beheaded Mongul and sat on the Warworld's Throne after placing the headset upon his head.
Followed by Reestablishing the Feed.
''Warworld is mine. To the Reach I offer you this one warning, Stay the Fuck out of territory or I will come to front door Oozaru your Civilization to hell. To the Psions and the Dominators, you have twenty four solar rotations before I come for you. Either you submit now of your own free will, or on your knees.'' He said, having the Galaxy wide feed cut except to the Guardians and Green Lanterns.
''Guardians and Green Lanterns. It's just us now, to the Guardians, Larfleze will be dealt with upon my return to Vega. To the Green Lantern's of Sector 2814, Hal Jordan and John Stewart, consider this an official invitation to Tamaran, however please bring Superman with you. I'm quite certain that his Cousin and Aunt would love to see him. End transmission.'' Mobius Chair ceased broadcasting, as it brought itself and Zod into the central command center of the Warworld.
''Well? How'd I do?'' He asked Zod who fell to one knee.
''I swear by Rao's Great sun, that from this day, until the end of my days, I shall serve you. And the House of Zod will follow.'' Says Zod, and Broly bids him to rise.
''I need no Kryptonian servants. When we return to Tamaran I will have a special place for you prepared. As well as a special upgrade.'' Broly said, he still had samples of the enhancements and could reproduce them at a whim, and while Zod wouldn't take the full cocktail so to speak, seventy five percent of it would give him a decisive edge.
''Mobius Chair, sync with Warworld and take us back to Tamaran.'' He instructed as a massive Boom Tube opened up and the Warworld entered it.
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Hro Talak, High Marshal of Thanagar -
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There was a sizeable very cataclysmic shift on the galactic stage of Politics. A new player had entered the game. And judging from the galactic broadcast it was the kind of player that they could only hope was open to negotiating.
Luckily Thanagar had an in based on Captain Katar's recent report. This Broly had extended an invitation to the Green Lantern's of Terra and the last Kryptonian. The Martians were already attempting to become part of the delegation from Terra, with King S'turnn J'axx sending his M'hontrr and his son as part of the delegation.
Talak had sent word to his father and to Katar Paran. With luck they'd be able to get their own representatives into this delegation from Terra. The Warworld was an advantage that could not be understated. Nor could he realistically say they stood a chance against the man who survived a direct blast from its most powerful weapon without a scratch.
But having them as an ally…
That just might work.
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Komand'r, Saiyan Empress -
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Komand'r had been creaming herself watching the feed. If she wasn't already pregnant she'd have insisted Broly make it so.
The whole thing had been broadcast across the Galaxy. Already she was receiving communications from various galactic governments and monarchs through back channels. Most wanted the same thing.
Assurances.
A few offered something more tangible or rewarding.
But as she looked up, Warworld had entered the atmosphere and a Boom Tube opened up near her as Broly, the Mobius Chair, and General Zod exited. She flew into his arms, resting her head against his chest.
His heartbeat was perfectly calm, but it quickened as she held him.
Good.
He took a deep breath, inhaling her scent. She smiled to herself as she felt one of his hands rest against her stomach.
''Mine.'' Her smile grew as he spoke.
Very good.
She broke the embrace and slapped him.
''Don't ever do anything like that again without telling me first.'' She said before kissing him forcefully. ''You aren't just fighting for me.'' She reminded him.
''As you wish.'' He replied. ''I think it's time I brought you into my plans fully, but for now we have an important matter to attend to regarding General Zod. Let's head to the Throne Room.'' Says Broly.
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She sat beside her man as General Zod knelt before them.
''From this day, until the end of days, My life, my loyalty, and that of the House of Zod belongs to you.'' Zod was kneeling on one knee, swearing himself and his line before the assembled court.
''Rise Dru-Zod, not as a General, but as the Emperor's Wrath. You and your line are charged with standing at the side of the Emperor. Always. As The Emperor's Wrath your Authority is second only to my Empress. You are the supreme commander, you will help plan our strategies, lead our armies, and the defense of our empire against all threats will bow beneath the might of the Emperor's Wrath. I have prepared a special treatment for you. Similar to the enhanced treatment I underwent years ago. By this time tomorrow you will be the strongest Kryptonian in history.'' Says Broly, and Komand'r places her hand atop Broly's.
''I entrust the future safety of our children to your Lord Zod.'' Komand'r said, placing her other hand on her belly as the first public confirmation of her pregnancy.
This was being broadcast across Tamaran and their empire. It was important to know that there was an heir coming. They did not need to know that two were on the way just yet.
''I live to serve, Empress.'' Zod said, and Komand'r smiled.
''I'll retrieve your people by tomorrow, Lord Zod. When you wake up from the procedure, you won't be alone anymore, there'll be at least one million Kryptonians on Tamaran.'' Says Broly. ''As Emperor's Wrath you are immune from all crimes except treason, you will lead both the Imperial Guard and the Emperor's Hand, and it is your job to ensure the defense of the Empire and the Royal Family.'' Broly adds.
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Broly, Saiyan Emperor -
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As promised, he brought Komand'r up to speed on pretty much everything. There was still some things he hadn't said, preferring to keep them close to his chest for the moment. But Komand'r knew enough about his plans. Like before she wasn't happy that he planned to take more than her and Koriand'r as brides, but she was satisfied with the knowledge and reassurance that only their children would inherit the full empire. Broly had promised to give her some of the same enhancements he had gone through and was now putting Zod through.
Only after her pregnancy was complete though.
Broly now sat upon the Mobius Chair as he travelled to the past.
He had initially planned to recover the Kryptonians seconds before their deaths. But Mobius Chair notified him if Krypton's radiation levels. Making it untenable. So hours before the Destruction, he acquired millions of Kryptonians. Families, soldiers, scientists, and after Jor-El sent Superman away, Broly appeared before them.
''I am the God Broly. I have recovered four million Kryptonians. Rao has asked me to ensure that you live long enough to meet your son.'' Says Broly.
A small lie.
''Where are we?'' Jor-El says, looking around as Time sits frozen.
''I have frozen time. In the next millisecond Krypton will be destroyed, but you can live. I will transport you at least thirty years into the future. You will be reacquainted with family and old friends. And in time, you will meet your son.'' Says Broly.
''A chance to see Kal-El?'' Lara Lor-Van asked.
''Yes.'' Broly confirmed, bringing a feed up showing Superman's heroics.
''He is about to be reunited with Kara Zor-El.'' Says Broly.
''We don't need to see him. Knowing he survives, and is happy is enough.'' Says Jor-El.
''I'm not asking. In three years, Kal-El will have for all intents and purposes a son. A son that as soon as he finds out about him, takes him over a year to pull his head out of his own ass. I'm taking you with me to ensure that the neglectful parent I grew up watching has a quick course correction. Besides, you Jor-El have a debt to pay. My Wrath needs closure. Maybe not an apology, but you owe the man closure at least.'' He tapped Mobius Chair and sealed the couple in a capsule before sighing.
''I wish they'd been more willing to come. Can't be helped. Superman doesn't need more enemies.'' He said that more to himself, though he was aware that they'd heard him.
He really was a manipulative bastard.
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Returning to Tamaran, Broly ended up taking Barda. She enjoyed it more than she'd ever admit. But Broly decided that it was time to speak with Koriand'r.
He had her brought to him, and presented her with a special herb.
''Take this, it'll help you.'' He said, providing her the herb which she took and when she passed out he got to work. He wouldn't rewire her, but indoctrination began now.
Kara's had begun long ago. Kori's began now.
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Koriand'r, Princess of Tamaran -
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She had the opportunity to speak with her parents one last time. That was a gift she'd always treasure. One she'd always be grateful for. Her father apologizing, her forgiveness. It was a weight off her shoulders. But Koriand'r knew in her soul, she belonged to Broly. Komand'r might be his Empress, but Koriand'r was to become one of his Queen's.
Broly had rescued her, had given her closure, and had helped her to begin healing. That was something that could never be underestimated.
She didn't love Broly - not yet at least - that would come in time. But it would be a long time before she would ever be comfortable with a sexual relationship. The Gordanians saw to that. But she knew she'd have to cross that bridge eventually…
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Broly, Saiyan Emperor -
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Astra was apparently very unsatisfied by her late husband. Waking her up, informing her that she was saved by a God, and that Non was dead, resulted in her trying to seduce him.
Which in turn resulted in a few indulgent hours, in which he might have overdone it. Astra, Broly might have broken her.
But if it helps him with Kara all the better. One thing was for sure though, he wasn't going Super Saiyan when he was fucking someone ever again. The fact that Astra had survived physically wasn't encouraging when she was now in effect enthralled by him.
But it would help him indoctrinate Astra. Which in turn would help him finish Kara's indoctrination.
After that however, Broly knew he had to deal with Larfleze.
So, he got to work. Construction began immediately. A cell constructed from the same alloy as the one bonded to Broly's skeleton. It was a simple matter stealing Larfleze crap, dumping it in the Cell and leaving the door open. It was going to seal itself shut as soon as Agent Orange entered it. Only Broly knew the key.
He had literally just started walking off when a wormhole opened and Larfleze came out.
''MINE!!!!!!'' He dived into his pile of crap and the door slammed shut.
''Well that was easy.'' Almost too easy, but scans confirmed that it was Larfleze. ''Congratulations you idiot, thanks to you, I can now have the Green Lantern's come.'' He said as Larfleze paid him no mind.
Idiot…
He began a recording and streamed it to the Guardians with the tag line: I'm waiting…
All in all, it'd been a pretty productive few days. But the best part is yet to come.
Broly couldn't wait to watch it happ…. Oh for fuck sake.
One minute he's walking the halls…
Now he's brought before these pricks.
''Broly of Sadala, you mess with the Balance of the Multiverse, answer for your transgressions!'' Broly looked at the Lords of Order and the Lords of Chaos before him.
''You dare judge me!'' Broly roared, going Super Saiyan and charging at them in a deep rage.
How dare they judge him!
He wasn't going to stand for this, not now, not ever.
He was a Saiyan!
But more important thsn that….
He was the Legendary Super Saiyan!
He was the Saiyan of Prophecy that lead to the destruction of the Saiyan race as a species. He would not be bound, not be chained, he'd not be judged by the dead or the incorporeal. His was a strength of will that couldn't be contained!
He was Broly, Saiyan God Emperor!
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Ganthet of the Guardians of Oa -
They watched as a Ring left Oa, and found itself on the Ring of Broly.
The man who could be a threat, had a will unlike any other before him.
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Broly, Saiyan Emperor -
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''Broly of Tamaran, you have the potential to overcome existential fear. Welcome to the Green Lantern Corps'' The Ring slipped onto his finger, and Broly accepted it.
For now it gave him a decisive edge against the Lords of Order and Chaos if used wisely. Even if it was little more than a defensive measure.
''Now you're in Big Trouble!'' Broly said.
''In Brightest Day, in Blackest Night… No evil shall escape my sight. Let those who worship evil's might, Beware my Power, Green Lantern's Light!'' Energy exploded from the Power Ring, and while he still might lose, he'd go down fighting.
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John Stewart, Green Lantern of Sector 2814 -
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It was being broadcast to all of them. A Lantern was in trouble.
But not one anybody in the Corps expected.
What was clear was that they weren't going to sit around and watch.
First unwritten rule of the Corps.
No one fights alone!
Second unwritten rule.
No one gets left behind!
The enemy did not matter. What mattered was the Lantern.
And as one, every available Lantern across the Galaxy began trying to open a wormhole to the Balance Realm.
Normally the Guardians locked them out of such places to avoid incidents with the underlying forces of the Universe.
But these were apparently special circumstances. The Wormhole opened, and a single glance at Jordan led to them both flying through without a word.
A Lantern was in trouble.
There was only one answer.
Overwhelming Force.
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Klarion, The Witch Boy -
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If they'd known this was what it'd have taken for the stuck up Maltusians to send there previous Corps against the Balance Realm. They'd have done it far sooner.
Thousands of Interdimensional Wormholes opened up as Lantern's across the Galaxy came to this new one's aid without question.
Such pretty fools.
Meow!
Pesky! He meant Pesky Fools!
But as Chaos and Order came together and bound the rookie. Something incredible happened.
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Broly, Saiyan Emperor -
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He would not be bound.
Not now, not ever!
Drawing on the sliver of Divinity inside him, he unleashed Super Saiyan Rosé snapping the eldritch chains binding him and launching at Chaos and Order.
Enough!
Broly's body unwillingly stopped in his tracks. No, more accurately the Ring seized control of his body for a fraction of a second.
Lords of Order and Chaos, you have overstepped your authority.
''Oh fuck. Not him.'' Broly watched the Monitor descend from the sky.
He was glowering at the Monitor as the prick descended.
This is not your business Mar-Novu.
Leave now.
Both Chaos and Order seemed - ironically - to be in perfect alignment on the matter.
Broly was with them in that regard for that matter.
For a Saiyan there were few things worse than a fight thief.
Your precious balance is inconsequential against Mobius. The balance of the Multiverses will be upended regardless of the actions of one.
''Don't get involved in this!'' Broly roared as he switched back to Super Saiyan.
We will speak later, Broly of Earth.
Broly felt himself rear back as if he'd been slapped.
How the fuck-
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Broly felt the dimensions shift as he and everyone else was forcibly shunted out. And when Broly looked around he realized….
He was on Oa.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
Goodbye the home turf advantage, Broly was officially in an uncharted territory and potentially an unfriendly territory at that.
Green Lantern Ring in his finger be damned.
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(Author's Note:)
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You can blame my OCD for this not ending where I'd intended to finish it.
Ah well, there's not much to be done about that. Regardless, Green Lantern Ring huh? We'll see if he keeps it. Also we now have a more definitive point in the Timeline.
Three years before Season 1 of Young Justice. Because in Season 1, Superman is 33. Anyways hope you enjoyed the chapter, I'll see you guys at the next one!
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