“Planet 4032-Green 877?” The screen glowed as further information was provided below. “Otherwise known as earth?” 

So far from what you’ve gathered, the planet already has inhabitants– a whole lot of them. Especially humans. They have developed their societies for hundreds of years with a variety of strange traditions mixed with their customs. There’s no other option for you to derive from your path. The other surrounding planets are uninhabitable. 

However, the trip will take about another month or so before you can get close enough to land. Then you can figure out what you can do from there. 

For now, your goal is to hold on as long as you can with whatever supplies are available on board. 

Waiting for a month to pass on that ship felt like a whole year. The repetitive routine was driving you into insanity. Not even the littlest of changes help pass time. Though the agonizing wait would soon end. 

You were eating the same breakfast you had the past couple of weeks when the screen flashed. 

“Prepare for landing…” Thrilled, you tossed your food aside and strapped yourself into one of the ship’s seats. 

The closer the ship got, the harsher gravity pulled you into the atmosphere. Gradually the view of space was then replaced by the blue sky. Then the sight of trees and before you know it land. The landing was nowhere near perfect but at least you were alive. 

Heavy machinery sounds could be heard as the ship’s doors struggled to open. It couldn’t open fully, so you had to push your way out. The sensation was odd as you take your first step on this planet. Your body still needed time to adjust after being in space for so long. All your senses were heightened. 

Your legs wobbled as if they had no strength. Your lungs burned– squeezing tightly together – as the air here was a lot heavier than what you’re used to back at home. Your eyes squint nearly shut due to how bright and vibrant everything was. 

Now as much as you would like to take your time adapting to this new planet, your attention was suddenly caught onto a small figure. 

He was a young boy who stood only a few feet from you. He wore some attire you’ve never seen before. He also spoke an unfamiliar language. Then without warning, he tried to take a few steps closer. Even though he seemed harmless, you can never be so sure– you had your guard up. You backed away, far enough for your back to be pressed against the ship’s walls and that caused him to stop. 

Not knowing what else to do, you froze. So the boy retreated back to a rounded structure. That must be where he lives, you assumed. It didn’t take him too long to return but with one more figure. 

This was probably the boy’s mother judging by her protective stance– her arms wrapped around him and ensuring he was behind her. 

She tried to speak to you in the same confusing language but judging by your lack of response, she knew her words weren’t getting through to you. Plus seeing your ship, this would either mean trouble was here or help was needed. She doesn’t know which one it is for now, however at the very least she wants to help you. 

She said something to the young boy and he nodded as his response, she on the other hand rushed back into the structure. 

The boy never took another step closer for the sake of your comfort. You waited for a couple of minutes before the mother of the boy returned but with something in her arms. Your nose was quick to pick up the smell of something good. Food, she brought you food! 

She meticulously placed each bowl and plate down with a cup of water to wash it all down. Then when she was done, she stepped back– still keeping a close eye on you to protect her kid. You wanted to eat, but still you were hesitant. What if this was a trap of some kind? 

You sniffed the food one more time, eyes scanning for any red flags yet the distrust you have in them lessened. Something about the way they looked at you made you feel safe. Carefully and cautiously, you took a couple of bites of the food offered. The first bite was eye opening as you let your hunger take over. 

You haven’t felt this happy and full since the last time you had a hearty meal back at home. 

While you finished whatever that remained, you stopped as you sensed a strong force of energy coming towards you all. You stood up, food still being chewed as you looked around. Then as if it were magic, a man appeared out of thin air. 

This must be the boy’s father as the boy looked a lot like him. 

He looked towards you and gave a friendly smile. The woman and the boy seemed to be updating him on what had happened. He nodded a couple of times as he approached you. Again, you were on the defense. 

This didn’t deter him from taking another step closer with his hand outstretched. Hesitation was gnawing at you. His smile hadn’t faltered– radiating a calm field of energy. 

What else do you have to lose? 

His grip was gentle as you held onto his hand. He said something to the young boy and woman before the two of you teleported away. 

One second you were out in the dirt field and now you found yourself in a center that was buzzing with activity everywhere you looked. 

The man released your hand before gesturing to you to follow him with a simple head wave. You nod as it was the only way for you two to communicate at the moment. 

The further you walked into this enormous structure, the more intrigued you were. This society was certainly advanced though not as advanced as what you had back home. You continued looking around but then stopped for a brief moment, seeing that a group of people were walking towards you two. It seems like the man warned them not to get any closer from how anxious you were getting. 

Most likely what is happening is the man explaining everything to the group– their jaws dropped, eyes widened. 

“WHAT? Say that one more time?” Yamcha exclaimed with Puar sharing the same reaction. 

“You’re kidding? She’s from space? Then is she a Saiyan too?” Krillin questioned as he made eye contact with you. 

“I don’t think so. Her energy doesn’t give me that sense. No tail either.” Goku gave his conclusion. 

“What are you going to do now?” Eighteen asked calmly while readjusting to how she was holding Marron. 

“I was hoping Bulma had something that could help us understand what she is saying.” Goku said cheerfully as Bulma made her entrance just in time. 

It was a little awkward for you to stand there and watch them have this whole conversation. You really wished you understood what they were saying, whether good or bad. 

“What’s going on here? Oh Goku, you’re here and… who’s this?” Bulma inquired as she walked closer with Trunks not far behind. 

“You see…” Goku then explained everything to her, she was just as shocked as everyone else. 

“HUH?” She was left speechless. “Well I’ll see what I can do. But I can't make any promises.” 

“What’s going on?” Vegeta’s gruff voice echoed into the air as all heads turned to look at him. 

“Hey Vegeta!” Goku light heartedly chuckled as he scratched the back of his head. 

He ignores him as he then spots you. He seemed to have noticed something. 

“That woman? Where did she come from? Why is she here?” Vegeta spoke demandingly. 

“You know her?” Goku curiously asked as Vegeta got closer. 

“You idiot. She’s not from earth, I know that for sure.” His gaze stayed hard as he scowled further. 

“How’d you know?” Goku asked. 

“Are you stupid, Kakarot?” He sighs, his arms now crossed. “Though the armor she is wearing seems familiar. She could be from the planet Xalaphor.” 

Everyone was intrigued. 

“What? So does that mean you can talk to her?” Goku and everyone else was hoping for that possibility. 

With an annoyed sigh, Vegeta steps forward to make an attempt. Everyone stood around silently as they watched this exchange unfold. 

“Do you understand me?” Vegeta spoke in your language though due to the way he enunciated some words it sounded off but understandable. 

“Yes, I do.” You responded. 

This was a massive breakthrough but no one said anything so far. 

“Why did you come to this planet?” Such a simple question triggered you to have flashbacks. 

Your mind raced with images of your home before it was destroyed. You stay silent for a minute as you get your emotions under control. 

“My home has been destroyed… I have nowhere else to go.” You simply explained, eyes looking down, arms embraced close to your body. 

Vegeta not wanting to push you any further, he stopped the conversation at that. He told everyone what you said and they now share looks of pity towards you. Now knowing what they know now, they seem eager to help you.

So training with Goku has become a once-a-week habit for you guys to practice. They'll train for about 2 - 4 hours and then you'll both take a sweet famous 'Broly Nap'. Today was no different, they've been training for about 40 minutes now, and you've just come outside to watch them from afar and to also give Broly encouragement to want to get stronger.

"GO BROLY!!! WOOHOO!!! YOU GOT THIS!!!" You'll yell words of encouragement, and that always seemed to help him out. You couldn't hear what they be talking about whenever they have their pauses in the middle of training, but they always clashed once more, so you guessed it was just Goku giving Broly some pointers.

In the distance, they were currently training, but they were also talking.

"Is that all you got, Broly?" Goku taunted him as he dodged Broly's quick and powerful hits. Broly scowled in irritation, getting annoyed that he couldn't hit Goku. "You're really slow Broly, how are you going to protect (Y/N) when you can't even hit me?" He taunted further, making Broly growl in anger.

"GRRRRAAAAAAA!!! STOP TALKING, AND FIGHT!!!" He shouted in rage as he landed a powerful punch on Goku's cheek, stunning him, and allowing him to sledgehammer him down to the ground. You watched with a relaxed expression as Goku quickly fell to the ground, and collided with the Earth, making you reach over to the table, to hold it steady as the ground briefly shook.

"Damn, they gonna spill my damn drink before I can even finish it." You grumble to yourself. Goku shot back up towards Broly, a cocky smirk on his face. "That's it Broly, use that rage, that same burning passion that you have for (Y/N), use it in every battle, the love you feel for her, use that same raw emotion to protect her and all of Earth." He said in an encouraging tone.

Broly nodded in understanding. Goku then laughed. "Too bad your dad isn't around, he'd be really proud to see you right about now, though I wonder how he'd feel if he saw you've settled down?" Goku innocently spoke aloud, as he looked down at you.

Broly's calm expression turned into a sad one. "Father, he died, because of me." He said in a sad voice. Goku looked over at him in confusion. "Broly?" He questioned, he then gave him a sad yet understanding smile. "Broly, it's not your fault buddy, trust me." He said, going back to a time when he learned that he was the cause of his grandfather's death.

He blamed himself for a long time, but he didn't have time to grieve. Frieza appeared, and then Cell and right after Buu. He had a son and a planet to protect, so he didn't get to feel that way for long. "No, it's Broly's fault. Because of me, losing... control.... He died because I wasn't strong enough to protect him... Broly failed." He said in a somber voice, tears gathered into his eyes, memories of seeing his father's body, slumped over behind him.

"Broly.... Hey buddy, it's not-" Goku tried to comfort him, but Broly blew up. "STOP!!! STOP LYING TO ME!!! IT WAS MY FAULT!!! I SHOULD'VE BEEN IN MORE CONTROL!!! BECAUSE OF ME, A STRAY ENERGY BLAST KILLED HIM!!! BECAUSE OF ME, HE WAS LEFT DEFENSELESS!!!" He shouted in anger, feeling betrayed that Goku, his friend, would lie to him.

"Broly." Goku said under his breath. Broly said nothing, as he darted off toward the horizon. You sat there, looking at the whole thing, trying to understand what the distance shouting was about, but it didn't take learn for you to understand that it wasn't just petty anger.

Goku stayed there for a moment, watching after the area where Broly flew off to. "GOKU!!!" You shouted his name, catching his attention. He looked down at you, seeing you flagging him down. He sighed, and slowly floated down towards you.

He scratched the back of his head nervously. "What happened? Where did Broly go?" You asked him, worried about Broly. "well..." He explained what happened, and you went off. "GOKU!!! ARE YOU STUPID OR WHAT!? YOU KNOW HOW HE FEELS ABOUT HIS DAMN FATHER!!!!" You shouted at him, he chuckled nervously as he stared down at you. You glared at him a little longer, before you decided to just drop it with a sigh.

"But it wasn't your fault, it's not like you brought it up, you just reminded him of it is all... Can you take me to him? I wanna talk to him, I'm sure he needs the comfort." You said in a small voice. He stared down at you for a moment, his face unreadable, before he gave you a smile. "Sure." He said in a kind voice.

Broly was off on a cliff, he was sitting on the ledge, looking over the city. His tears dried on the way there, but he still had sniffles. He wanted to go home, in his warm bed, with his little companion, and with the love of his life. He liked your cuddles, you somehow always made it all better. He missed you.

You and Goku touched down, a good distance away from Broly. You let go of Goku, quietly thanking him, as you walked towards Broly slowly. "Broly?.. Honey?.. Are you okay?" You timidly asked him as you approached him. He didn't even acknowledge your presence. You continued to walk over towards him, and once close enough, you placed your hand upon his shoulder.

"Broly, are yo-" You stopped in your sentence when Broly whirled on you and he engrossed you into a hug. His face buried into your neck and his arms wrapped around you. Your feet were off the ground, his body hunched slightly over you. "B-broly?" You called out, confused.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I'm not stronger." He said in a low voice. You listened to his words, soaking in what he was saying, you then wiggled an arm free, wrapping it around his neck and curling it into hair, making him relax instantly. "It's okay Broly. You're strong, very strong. Your father's death isn't your fault, you didn't know he would die." You tried to comfort him.

He shook his head. "No, I should've been more.... focused on him.... I should've been focused.... If only I didn't get angry and lose control." He said, his grip on you slightly tightening. You closed your eyes, getting adjusted to his grip. "B-Broly... it's okay, I promise. Listen to me, you're doing an amazing job, and your father would be proud of you, I promise. He'd be jumping for joy...mentally."

You said in an encouraging tone. "How do you know?" He asked, sounding like a hurt and lost child, the wavering of his voice, gave away the fact that he was on the verge of crying. "I don't.... I don't know.... I can only go off of how much he loved you... he cared for you.... and seeing you grow, into a mighty warrior, seeing you thrive, would make him a proud father." You told him honestly. His grip on you slowly loosened, and you took a deep breath.

You gently cupped his face in your hands, looking him in his eyes. "Broly, listen to me. I love you, with all of my heart. I adore you. I love your little giggles, I love your naps, I love your messy hair, and I love how gentle you are. I love you, for you Broly. And I'm sure that your father did too. He doesn't blame you for his death, you were doing his last wishes, and that was being a warrior." You told him, as you gently cupped his face.

He stared at you, his eyes wide in shock before they gathered with tears and he ducked his head. You smiled sweetly at him. "Come on Broly, let's go home, we have a baby to take care of." You said sweetly. He gave you a confused glance.

"A baby? But we have a puppy." He said in a confused voice. You sighed. "Yes Broly, that's what I was talking about." You said in a drained voice. He gave a small "Oh." You shook your head and wrapped your arms around his neck. "Let's go home." You said. He smiled and nodded, before wrapping an arm around your waist and he flew you both home, for a famous 'Broly Nap'.

It all started with a few small tremors but everyone thought nothing of it. From your planet, this was a natural occurrence, therefore people assumed that it’ll naturally stop at one point too. However, by the time the shaking grew more violent, it was already too late. All your fates were sealed. 

Before you knew it, alarms that you never knew existed started blaring. 

At the time, you were at home and completely oblivious to the danger that was heading towards your planet. So you quickly made your way out to see pandemonium unfold. 

Outside, you can see people screaming, crying, and running in every possible direction. Enormous buildings and structures collapsed to the ground due to how strong the shaking got. Then you saw it, the very ground you stood on began to crack. The crack grew wider and wider, greedily consuming every single surface it came in contact with. 

Then your heart stopped, what was once a crack became a massive sink hole that swallowed debris and people. Alive or dead, they were now falling hundreds of feet below the surface. 

You were dazed, speechless, baffled, just unable to fathom what your reality was. You couldn’t look away even if you tried. This was hell breaking loose on your planet. 

Fires and explosions broke out into the distance which killed even more people. Families were getting separated in the crowd. Some people even got trampled over from how quick everyone wanted to make it to the evacuation shelters. And for whatever reason, some were fighting others to claim materials that might be of use for their survival. 

You should have ran like everyone else, but your legs felt as heavy as lead. Now if it weren’t for your father finding you in time, you would have been crushed by some falling debris. 

“Wake up! Stop staring! We have to go!” His hands shook you wildly as he sternly demanded you to move. 

That’s when you finally got knocked back to your senses. His hand’s grip on your wrist never faltered, especially when he was dragging you through the panic-strickened crowds. You did your best to stay as close to him as possible since you were getting pushed and shoved around like a rag doll. 

But as you were making a run for it, you couldn’t help looking back. Surrounding you was nothing but chaos. You saw things that no one should ever bear to witness. 

As the two of you made it closer to the shelters, your father made a harsh turn to your right where the military space pods unit was. This didn’t make any sense, why were you two heading here? Still you didn’t fully grasp the severity of the situation. 

“Father, I don’t understand. Why are we here? Shouldn’t we be at the shelters with everyone else?” You asked as you can still hear people crying for help outside. 

There was no immediate reply, he was far too busy inputting the coordinates into the ship’s database. It took a couple of stressful minutes before everything was set and hooked up. 

Then he turned around, slowly walking towards you before shockingly hugging you. He hadn’t hugged you in ages. It was weird but you hugged him back. 

It is not custom for fathers or men in general on your planet to show any signs of affection towards others whether it be their partners or even their own family members. 

“F-Father?” Again, he said nothing just stayed silent before letting go.

Your eyes widen in disbelief. Never in a million years did you ever thought you would have the chance to see a strong man such as your father cry. And these were no ordinary tears either, they had emotion, they were sad and hopeless. 

“My dear daughter, I may not have been the best father but do know that I will be proud of what you will become.” He said solemnly. 

You could tell that he had more to say but was interrupted by the alarms getting louder. He stopped himself before pushing you towards the ship. 

“You must hurry! GO!” You tried to stop him by dragging your feet against the floor, it was a useless attempt as he was far stronger than anyone you ever knew. 

“What about you?” Tears poured out of your eyes as you forced yourself to turn around. 

Etched on his face was a depressed smile, he simply shook his head side to side. 

“I can’t go with you, Daughter. I must stay here to the very end. But you are far too young to see that end, you must live! Live for not just me but for our people!” He cried out as he forced the ship’s door shut. 

“No– NO! FATHER STOP! DON’T! LET ME OUT! PLEASE! I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE! I DON’T WANT TO BE SEPARATED FROM YOU! I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE OUR HOME!” You pleaded over and over again, fist banging against the door’s glass window. 

But there’s no stopping what has been done.

The ship slowly rose into the air as you watched your father grant you one last gift, a smile. A smile that told you to move on and never look back. 

Your screams were then drowned out by the ship's roaring engines, then before you knew it the ship flew off at a rate that you couldn’t stand. As the ship was flying off, what you saw for a split second from the window was pure devastation and nightmare fuel. 

A giant meteor smashed into your planet that forced an explosion to spread on the surface of the planet. Though that would have been a merciful ending if it was left like that compared to what actually happened. 

Next to your home planet was a monstrous black hole that had already devoured the neighboring planets. Little by little, you watched in terror as your planet was broken apart then disappeared far into the void. That was it. That was all it took for everything you’ve ever known or loved to be taken away from you by the universe. 

You just laid on the ship’s floor, numb. Maybe you didn’t feel anything or you didn’t know what to feel. It just all happened abruptly that you hoped that this was all a horrible dream that you’ll eventually wake up from. But that’ll never happen. You’ll have to figure out how you’ll live from here on out lost and alone.

Broly was kind, he was sweet and gentle. He was giant in size and powerful in strength, yet he always showed you a kind smile. You both became close friends rather quickly. And you were both always seen with one another, but today was like any other day, and Broly was in a meeting with his father Paragus, they were summoned by Lord Frieza himself.

You were slammed into the wall, your back bouncing off of it slightly and you whined from the harshness of it, a gloved hand slammed on the wall next to your head and you jumped. You looked up at your tormentors, they weren't much taller than you but they were stronger and they used that to their advantage.

"Alright starlight so bright, hand over the cash." He said with a cocky smirk as he held out his other hand, you scowled and fired back. "NO!! I shouldn't have to give you my money!! If you weren't so lazy, then you'd probably make a few bucks yourself!!" You defended, you were scared, but you'd go down fighting.

He frowned at you, before he punched you, making you lose your air and your grip on your money bag, it slipped out of your hand and it hit the floor, his partner in crime picked it up and waved it at you teasingly. "Hehehe, that's starlight!!" He said with a cheeky smile. The leader of the two roughly pushed you back against the wall before he stepped back. "Nice doing business as usual with ya." He said in a cruel tone before he and his friend turned to leave.

But they were stopped when they ran into something warm and solid. They both staggered back and growled up at the thing they ran into. "HEY!! WATCH IT, PAL!!" The lackie growled out, his 'boss' chimed up next. "YEA, WATCH OUT, YOU OVERGROWN BUFFOON!!" He said. You looked on in happiness and gratitude as you saw your good friend Broly. "BROLY!!" You happily called out. They all ignored you, in favor of glaring at one another.

Broly spoke up. "Give it back." He demanded. They both glared at him a little longer before they laughed. "Oh, I get it, you're friends with that little shit?" the leader said in a cruel tone. Broly glared at him. "Yes, now give it back, now." He demanded once more. They two looked at one another before they took fighting positions. "Why don't you make us?" The lackie said, a cocky smirk on his face.

You watched as they charged at Broly and your heart went up your throat, but Broly took all of their hits with little to no care, they continued their assault, before they backed up, out of breath and slightly frightened. "What the hell are you?" The lacky called out in confusion and anger. The 'boss' growled out. "A DEAD MAN, THAT'S WHAT!!" He shouted as he raised his hand up and charged a powerful attack.

His friend backed up in fear as he stared at his friend like he was crazy. "ARE YOU INSANE!? YOU'LL BLOW THIS WHOLE SHIP UP!!" He shouted in fear, and his 'boss' shouted back. "I DON'T CARE, NOBODY MAKES A FOOL OUT OF ME!!!" He shouted, blinded by his rage and he shot his attack. "RED CRUTON!!!" He shouted, as the blast shot out and towards the Broly. Your eyes widen from the sheer power and your clothes blew back from the wind of it.

"BROLY MOVE!!!" You shouted out in desperation, but Broly stood there, letting the blast engulf him, it blew up on contact and the whole ship shook. You braced yourself against the wall, enduring the shake until it stopped, you then opened your eyes and you saw that it was black smoke fogging up the hall, all you could see was the one who shot the blast. He was out of breath and he gave a cocky smirk. "Heh, taught him." He said, but his eyes widen and he dropped his hand shakily as Broly's form could be seen through the smoke.

"This... can't be!" He said in shock as he took a step back. His friend shouted out. "HOW IS HE STILL ALIVE!?" He said in shock, you stared on amazed, but you all jumped back when a large hand shot through the smoke, grabbing the 'boss's' head in a crushing grip. He screamed and kicked as he tried to pry his hand off of his head. Broly grunted before he shouted in fury his hand closing its grip tighter. His friend looked on in horror before he got up and took off, leaving his friend behind, while dropping your bag of coins in the process.

But you didn't look at them, your eyes focused on Broly. "Broly... stop it." You said in a small voice, fearful of the beast that he's become. He didn't pay you any mind, his hand constantly getting tighter, blood coming out of his ears and nose as his head was being crushed, and his painful screams made you stand up. "Broly, I said stop!!" You said in a louder voice, but you went unheard again, and the sound of a bone breaking made you yell out. "STOP IIIT!!!!"

Broly snapped out of his rage and he looked over at you, hot tears filled your eyes as you stared up at him. "Put him down Broly, I don't want you staining your hands with blood." You softly said, at your words, he seemed to register that he was holding him, and he quickly dropped him, his breathing got faster as he looked around frantically, but the soft touch of your hand on his arm made him shift his frantic gaze down at you, and you smiled up at him.

"It's okay, Broly. I promise." You said, at that, he slowly began calming down, and relaxed. You smiled, happy to see that you got him to relax. You then walked back over to where your money bag was and you picked it up. "Come on, let's go get your hands clean, and then afterward, we can buy some lunch!!" You happily said. He smiled at your words and he agreed.

A few years later, you and Broly were living on earth, after having escaped Friza's Ship, you both made a life for yourselves on Earth, the only planet that Frieza stays away from, you both eventually got married and settled down on Earth. Life was peaceful and all was calm. You were both having a famous 'Broly Nap', you were both in your bed, cuddled up and out like a light.

You were sound asleep when you felt Broly moving, you thought no more of it, simply as him shifting or getting up to use the bathroom, but he kept on shifting and then he began to grunt and whine. You sat up and rubbed your eyes, rubbing the sleep away, before you looked over at him. "Broly?" You sleepily called his name. He was asleep, but he looked troubled.

You looked at him with concern and then reached over to gently shake him awake. "Broly, get up. It's okay it's just a dream. Wake u-AAAH!!" You screamed as he suddenly opened his eyes and he flipped over you, his fist balled up and ready to punch you into the mattress, but his fist stopped a few inches from your face. You held your breath, eyes closed. But you slowly opened them when you felt him shift.

He pulled his fist back and stared at you for a second before his brain registered who you were, and he relaxed. "Sorry." He said before he sat back on his side. You laid there a little longer before you sat up too and you turned towards him. "It's okay Broly." You said in a soft voice, the guilty look on his face made you feel sorry for him. You both sat there in silence a little longer, before you spoke up. "Wanna talk about it?" You asked him.

He shook his head, no, and then he simply laid down on his side facing you. You stared at him a little longer, before you propped your pillow up against the backboard and you scooted back against it. You then patted your lap, and he quickly placed his head on your lap and hugged your waist. His face buried into your stomach. You gently ran your fingers through his hair and hummed a little tune, while your other hand rubbed his back.

You were used to him having nightmares, they weren't common, but they did happen. But you were there for him, just like he was there for you all those years ago, your love was protective, and it kept you both strong.