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Rise And Fall 2; Personal Saga
Topic Started: Mar 28 2007, 07:53 AM (143 Views)
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BROCCO: RISE AND FALL 2
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Part I: The Call

With a lifetime of anger and Saiyan-hatred built up inside of him, the gray-skinned Brocco roamed the Earth. Dressed in his tattered gui that he had not bothered to repair since his last spar (*See Zorn (W) vs Brocco 3.23.07) he made his way across the soil. With every foot step dust rose as the bold warrior struggled along.

More power. I must have more power.

Since his small skirmish with his fellow Saiyan brother all that Brocco had done was tour the planet seeking victims and ways to test his own limits. As a testament to his search for glory, wild flames burned some 12 miles to his back. Smoke rose into the clouds and bloated out the sun. Ash had replaced what was once rich soil. This land that now was an inferno of wreckage was but 2 hours ago a small family farm. Now it was nothing but one more of Brocco’s sins.

There is no force to stop me! I am pure evil! All that was pure, all that was innocent, I have stripped from my body and strangled of life! Who would dare confront such darkness!

But what Brocco failed to realize, as he failed to realize a great many of things, was that he was not the only destructive force in this universe. For something cosmic now was happening across every world that eventually would shatter even his own egocentric bubble.
The universe that had always been a constant balance of good and evil now was unfolding at the seams. What once were great boundaries, such as time, space, and even death, were eroding. Warriors from across all of space were meeting and confronting one another in a struggle that would prove which of them truly was the strongest. It was the final battle. The ultimate competition, a call for every fighter to make his final stand. There was no holding back, for if you died, there would be nothing left to hold on to.
It was then, as Brocco walked across the plains of the Earth, that he too heard this call to war. Like a deep emotion that stung his heart he felt it within him. The feeling became quickly like a need, it was a necessity to battle. The need to stand one final time. It was his calling, his final chance to stand or be erased from existence. A call to power.

Yes! I hear it now! This is my time! I will show you all the true form of Brocco now that all goodness as been destroyed and only the pure evil within me remains (*See Rise and Fall 3.23.07). All the power in the universe shall be mine!

Leaning back his head the sadistic warrior then let out a shrill laugh that echoed up and down the hills around him. So horrifying and void of merriness was this noise that even the landscape seemed to become depressed by it. Brocco had truly succeeded in becoming what could only be described as the perfect evil.
With the spring of his powerful legs, Brocco then lifted himself off the ground and propelled into the air. As he soared he could feel a strange unexplained force consume him. This mystical energy guided the dark warrior and served as his compass toward what would be his first and perhaps his final battle. It was the call of the universe that was driving at every warrior, inside them and beckoning every fighter to the moments of their last bouts. Only one would survive.
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Part II: Brocco’s Final War

As the scenery of the Earth below shifted while Brocco flew, all the warrior could do was stare forward determined to reach his goal, determined to fight his final battle. Then it seemed as if his dream would be realized as he saw a silhouetted figure in the distance. From his position Brocco could see nothing more than a cloak draping this mysterious stranger as he floated unmoving in the air. Stopping himself, a short distance from this stolid hovering statue of a man, Brocco examined him briefly and then harshly spoke.

Are you the one I have been called to fight? Are you the one doing this to me? Inside my head?

No. What you hear is a battle cry. It is a cry that has been mounting for millennia and only now is being heard by those who are able to make a difference. Those who will be there when all that is resets itself.

What are talking about? How do you know this?

I know because I listen. For the first time in my life I have learned how to do it properly. Unlike you.

I will not take this insult. Do you know who I am?

Why of course I do-

Turning to face Brocco the stranger then yanked the cloak from his body allowing it blow away into wind. Startled, Brocco staggered backwards slightly and his mouth fell open.

-We have met before. You are Brocco, as am I.

Sure enough standing before Brocco was a duplicate clone of himself. He too was dressed in a karate gui and he too had skin that was a unique tint of gray.

But this impossible! I watched you die, I killed you myself.

And yet now none of that matters.

I don’t understand.

As I was trying to explain earlier, the universe is coming to an end my brother. Everything that ever existed is getting a fresh start. A revival of everything.

But you are dead!

But there is no such thing as death in a universe that does not exist, or will not exist within the next 48 hours. That is why I am here, just as you are.

But how, how could this happen?

It must happen. Sometimes things just need a fresh start, just like the true Brocco did before you decided to intervene.

You were making him weak.

And you did what? Uh? All of your evil ever did for him was make him lose everything he ever had. He lost his home, his family, and even his own place in time. I was going to change all that. I was going to give him something meaningful to live for. Something more than just power.

Power is the essence of existence! Without power you are nothing!

To have power is to have nothing but evil! I was going to teach him to harness his skills, to use them for good.

Does it matter? Does any of it matter now anyway? As you said the world is ending, the universe is over, only those who can fight to stay alive will be remembered in the next world.

Brocco is not meant to remembered. Not this time anyway, and I can’t let you bring his existence into this new age. That is why I have come to take you out once and for all. To give Brocco a new chance at a new life. One where he will seek power only to make himself a better weapon for justice. Not to spread his own selfish evil.

I will not be stopped you fool! I must have power! It is Brocco’s, no, my destiny!

I am sorry that violence is the only way to persuade you, but if I do not defeat you than I fear that Brocco will be lost forever in the evil that you incite within him. Prepare to be destroyed Clone! I am the true Brocco!

At these words the version of the Saiyan warrior that had been roaming the Earth spreading his evil then felt a stab of pain as an essence of his very being was pulled from his heart. No longer was he truly a corporal body but instead an idea, he was Evil.
And just as the malice-stricken form of Brocco had been stripped of its figure so too was the moral and decent form leaving only pure Good remaining.
Without a moments hesitation the two essences of darkness and light then sped toward one another and collided in what was a blinding flash of black shadows.
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Part III: The Ultimate Prize

Out of the clouds a lone figure then fell down and out of the sky. It was motionless and purely at the will of gravity. Its body was bare of clothing and perfectly cleansed of any imperfections. As the figure neared the ground one eye slowing opened to reveal a dark ball beneath it. In an explosion of dirt it then completely disappeared.

It is done.

As the gravel of the Earth fell to the ground the figure was seen to be standing fully erect. Around its waist a tail then coiled that was attached to its behind. Its hair was black and stood freely atop its head. This new figure would be the true form of Brocco in what was now becoming a new universe.

It is time to no longer hide in the darkness. Instead it is time to find new hope in what will be the new world. Evil has died within me, it is now time to bring that same peace to a new universe that will desperately need my help.

With that the reformed Brocco then slowly and casually began his walk north. He allowed his feet to carry him where ever they would take him. It now was time to rest. A rest that he would very much need as a new set of galaxies were forming that would most definitely require every ounce of his energy. Every ounce of his power.
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