Dragonic Sanctuary

A Broly/Cheelai fanfic. Read no further to avoid spoilers.

I’ve seen the movie twice already and had to get this out of my system.

Cheelai came awake, blinking in the dark and trying to put together where she was. Right. The capsule home. That strange guy, Goku, had brought them along with food and survival equipment. Sure, she was skeptical of the house at first, but Lemo had checked them out and deemed them safe, and Broly had walked right inside not considering it a threat either. Outvoted by the boys and not relishing sleeping in a cave with massive murderous mites about, she had put aside her misgivings and taken up a bed.

It was hard to tell what time it was. How did time even work on this planet, anyway? She would have to do a thorough investigation of Vampa, but that could wait until tomorrow — or whatever passed for tomorrow. Right now she was exhausted after everything that had happened this past week. She closed her eyes, but a steady thumping outside nagged at her.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

It could have been anything. Who knew what transpired on this weird ass planet? Well, one of them would know.

“Yeh, he’s üsing teh bätroom”

BIOMECHANOID: The defiler. Son of the god killers.

ROYAL KNIGHT: Loyal warriors of the matriarch

THE DRAGON: Eater of minds and bane of space monks

THE DEFORMED CHILD: The horror. Womb ripper. Birthed in Regicide

HOLY ONE: Heir of a new age.

My dumb childhood self who barely even watched ygo had a wild imagination and thought that atem’s crazy colors came from the 3 egyptian gods screwing up his genes like:

Watched Venom last weekend and got to thinking, what if they met Homecoming Spider Man? Just pretend they don’t know each other yet. 

“Azrael, guide these pitiful mortals on their last journey.”

Just learned that in one canon-verse the three Blue Eyes each have Islamic angel names!

(me: yay time to spam those sloppy halos again)