Devil From The Heavens

Chapter 1: Legend For Another Tale

Author's Note: Fair warning to anyone coming over from my other Broly story, this is a far different take on the Saiyan. Other than that, welcome to my newest story...

Pain.

Unimaginable pain.

It forced him to crawl like some pathetic bug that just wasn't squished properly.

Come to think of it, crawling was too noble to describe the way he dragged his crippled body to the pod he had miraculously discovered.

And all this was because of that final blow from that blasted Kakarot.

Broly growled as he forced the thought away from him. He needed all of his concentration to get to his pod now; he'll have time to hate Kakarot later.

Moments later, just as Comet Camori was about to hit New Planet Vegeta, the injured Saiyan managed to climb inside his saving grace and punched the launch button. Whatever coordinates had been saved in the computer's memory banks will just have to do.

The pod lifted off the surface of the world and shot off in a random direction just as New Planet Vegeta met its demise.

In another time, the pod avoids any debris and makes its escape without a hitch but not here.

The Saiyan felt a massive jolt as a piece of the planet hit his ship and caused several alarms to go off.

"Warning." Came the feminine voice of the navigation systems. "Hull damage severe and leaking fuel. Adjusting course for nearest planet."

Broly, not conscious enough to care and with a slowly developing migraine from the alarms, could not have been more thankful when the hyper sleep functions of the pod activated.

"Warning, warning."

The bloodstained man was violently shaken awake as his ship seemingly hit a massive wall of turbulence.

"Hull damage severe. Catastrophic failure imminent."

Broly braced himself using the armrests of his chair as the pod shook intensely once again. The agony from his partially healed wound shocked him to a fully awakened state.

If he had to guess, something important had just broken off.

With a last jerk that gave the Saiyan some whiplash, the power systems failed.

Now that his mind was in full working order, it was only then did the self-proclaimed devil notice just how warm his cabin had become; the glass in front of him cracked.

"Just my luck." Growled the Saiyan just as he lifted his arms to block his face. The window imploded and showered his body with glass before the ship itself fell apart.

From below, an elderly man with violet, ringed eyes witnessed the strange spectacle in the sky. The shining meteor had split into pieces and was promptly consumed by flames but from the seeming destruction of the celestial object, he bore witness to a strange, but clearly human, shape falling to the earth.

Hagoromo, intrigued by this twist, grabbed his shakujo and flew over to where he estimated the 'person' would crash.

The impact sight was a ten foot crater in the middle of a nondescript forest that was a little less than half as deep. In the center, with skin scorched and clothes blackened, lay a block of muscle that resembled a man appearing no more older than in his mid-thirties with a grievous hole in his abdomen.

It was with a hesitant curiosity that he noted the area was bathed in an ethereal glow that emanated from the bloody figure.

His base instincts told him to keep his distance since anything that could survive a fall from that height and still create such a display must be powerful but his principles would not allow him to let something like that go unhealed.

So he compromised.

The Sage landed next to the emerald haired man with a soft 'tck' and promptly kneeled by him. Hagoromo put a hand encased in green chakra onto the injury. It was mere moments before the wound was healed enough to not be of immediate danger but it was still crippling.

Compromise.

Hagoromo took his hand away and looked over the young man once more. He wore golden boots, wristbands, and a belt that were all embedded with blue jewels. The rest of his attire consisted of white pants and a red sash.

'Is he royalty?' Thought the Sage as he began to feel for the stranger's power. His earlier conclusion was proven correct since the air around his body was saturated by something that was not chakra.

'It's ki.' He noted with surprise. Ki users were extremely rare in this world and were well known for their hellish ability to unleash massive waves of pure destruction as well as outstanding feats such as flight. Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on one's perspective, he figured), most ki wielders were brutish and overconfident due to their seemingly unparalleled power.

Only the wise few survived past their first battles and, as a result, their numbers, and those willing to learn such techniques, dwindled by the day.

A groan brought his attention back to the man in the crater.

"Ka...Kaka-..." The man's body tensed and a gargantuan wave of power burst from his body, increasing the size of the crater tenfold in an instant. A quick use of a Shinra Tensei on Hagoromo's part was able to cancel out the section of the shock wave that would've sent him flying away. "KAKAROT!"

'I believe I have made a grave error...' Thought the Sage as he floated to what he believed to be a safe distance from the most likely very dangerous man.

"RRRRAAAAAAAA!"

With white hot pain clearly evident across his face, the giant pushed himself onto his feet and then rose into the air until he was level with the elderly man. He looked around, obviously disoriented from his near death experience, and his eyes landed on the only other living being nearby.

"Kakarot! Where is KAKAROT?!" He thundered at the Rinnegan wielder through heavy breaths. The giant then hunched over slightly with a grunt before he put a hand to his abdomen and hissed from the contact

Hagoromo, mouth now a thin line, subtly tightened his grip on his shakujo as he hardened his body with the Asura Path. "I am...not aware of anyone by that name." His eyes drifted down to the stranger's wound. "Your priority however should be the gaping cavity that now takes up most of your torso."

The injured man snarled as his aura intensified which blew away some loose rock on the ground below him. "My priority is Kakarot! Now tell me where he is or I will destroy this miserable rock you call a planet!"

The Sage gave the man a skeptical look. Destroy an entire planet? Impossible. Even he was incapable of such a feat...though it would be presumptuous to believe there is no one stronger than him living among the stars.

'He might be delusional but it would be foolish to not consider the possibility he is capable of what he boasts.' The God of Shinobi concluded in his mind.

The pupil-less stranger charged the old man with a roar, crossing the distance between them in an instant. Hagoromo's godly reflexes allowed him to barely dodge the blow and he shifted away a fair distance away to avoid a follow up attack. He reached up to his cheek to find that it had been warped by the force of the missed blow though it was quickly returned to its original state.

"You're only prolonging your death, you WORM!" He shouted as he swung his right arm at the Sage releasing a head sized ball of ki in his direction. The attack seemed to simply pass through the Rinnegan user though that was simply a clever use of a couple Kamuis on the Sage's part.

The thunderclap of the explosion that occurred behind him though shook him deeply.

He tilted his head slightly to get a view of the damage and what he saw was simply incomprehensible. A crater, easily miles wide, rested where there were once hundreds of trees and most likely thousands of animals.

The only ones he could think of that had a comparable level of power were his mother and the Ten Tails.

It was but a moment but the distraction was long enough for Hagoromo to end up eating dirt with several broken ribs to boot. The punch would've ran right through him had it not been for his Asura Path.

The giant was on him in the blink of an eye with his arm already in mid swing but elder of the two had regained his wits in time to release a swift Shinra Tensei that held just enough power to push the fist away from the Sage. Thinking quickly, Hagoromo willed the bottom end of his shakujo to snap off and mold into a ball that slammed itself into his opponent's wound.

The ki wielder, wholly unprepared for the surprise counter attack, was thrown back several yards with a cry of pain. The Truth Seeking Ball pulled away from his now reopened wound and returned to the Sage's shakujo. The man writhed on the ground with an arm on his injury and bit back anymore outcries of weakness. "I'll...I'll..." He coughed up a sizable amount of blood. "I'll kill you for that!"

Hagoromo straightened himself out and put up a strong front despite his broken ribs. The man was a brute from the looks of things so a good bluff on his part may demoralize him...

"You're in no shape to make threats. My Truth Seeking Ball has aggravated your already critical condition." The elderly man willed half a dozen of the black spheres into existence in the air behind him to drive him his next point. "I do not wish for you to die."

"Hehe..." The man wiped away the blood on his chin with a casual wipe of his hand as he rose to his feet in a smoother fashion than earlier. It was obvious to the Sage however that the man was hiding the agony he felt. The subtle twitches here and there might as well have been a massive neon sign dictating so to one such as him. "Do you really believe a weakling such as you can stand up to me?! Broly, the Legendary Super Saiyan?!"

'So that's his name...' Thought the elder of the two.

"You can't hide your pain from me, Broly. Stop now and end this pointless conflict peacefully or I'll be forced to take more drastic measures."

The "Super Saiyan", as he identified himself as, charged him once again in a fit of rage though at a noticeable slower pace than before. Five of the Truth Seeking Balls rushed forward to meet him head on but instead of hitting flesh and bone, the Balls were deflected away by a shield of ki.

The green haired giant landed a hammer of a fist in Hagoromo's abdomen that caused his back to bulge out and the Sage to cough out blood. A right uppercut hit his chin an instant later knocking his brain around the inside of his skull which was followed up by a knee to his stomach that bent him over. That one definitely added ruptured organs to his already broken ribs.

The Saiyan ended his assault with an elbow the the elder's back that was accompanied by a loud cracking sound and sent him falling to the earth. To add insult to injury (along with more injury), Broly caught up to his falling body and slammed a boot into Hagoromo's back which definitely broke something. The Sage was too disoriented to even guess the extent of his injuries.

Broly began to laugh as he seemingly gained the upper hand but a sharp pain shot through his abdomen. He doubled over and wrapped his arms around his open wound; never before had he felt this level of agony.

Despite this, he had to go on. He would not, could not, let this humiliation against him stand.

The Rinnegan wielder groaned as the various broken bones and ruptured organs in his body began to heal; the kick to his back had definitely left his lower body paralyzed for the moment. Five direct blows from his beast of an opponent was all it took to injure him to such an extent. Even Kaguya and the Ten Tails had failed to hurt him so.

He had to finish this now.

Quickly spotting Broly, Hagoromo lifted a hand towards him and a black ball of chakra formed. It flew off and whizzed past the currently distracted Saiyan before it stopped a couple hundred feet above him.

"Planetary Devastation."

A bright white glow illuminated the scarred landscape once more. Cracks broke its surface for miles as mountain sized chunks of earth were torn from the planet in an awesome display of the Sage's power.

Broly found himself being forcibly yanked upwards by a mysterious force. He looked upwards to where he was being dragged and saw a small sphere that was apparently gathering not just him but everything that could be pulled free from the earth- even if that was the earth itself.

The Super Saiyan resisted against the pull even but the slabs of stone that broke against him pushed him closer and closer with every impact. Had he really been weakened to the point that simple boulders were capable of moving him?

It became too much for the emerald giant and he was slammed into the now sizable orb of rock and dirt with such force that a flash of white filled his vision. It was mere moments until he was buried under hundreds of tons of the planet's surface.

Hagoromo stared at his new construct with a combination of relief and disappointment. The raw hatred and anger pouring from the man was near suffocating but he could tell that he was warped to become this way. If one were to look closely enough like he did, they would see the sick amalgamation of negative emotions that swirled around in the man's head.

Betrayal, loneliness, frustration, unfulfilled needs, and...fear.

All buried underneath the murderous rage he showed in the fight.

Was Kakarot responsible for what he saw today? This insatiable wrath? This seemingly...unburdened fury? It was clear that something had prevented the man from properly expressing his emotions until recently where it was all released at once.

His thoughts were interrupted when a colossal fissure appeared on the sphere that eclipsed most of the sky above. Two angry emerald orbs looked upon him from deep within the crack and suddenly Hagoromo felt small. Helpless even.

This was arguably his greatest attack and this alien enemy endured it.

Broly crawled out of the gaping scar with the last reserves of his strength. His hulking mass was reduced to that of a young, lanky man and his still golden, spiked hair lacked the green tinge. The clothes and horrendous torso wound were the only things identifying him as the same being that crashed to the earth mere minutes before.

The Super Saiyan looked to the planet and made eye contact with the Sage of Six Paths. He took a sick pleasure from seeing the utter shock that played across his enemy's face as he lifted an open palm towards him.

"I will not stop..." He gulped a lungful of air as everything within view took on a sickly green color that quickly condensed into the palm of the Saiyan's outstretched hand. "...until you and this planet are ashes among the stars!"

Broly roared from the inhuman effort of stabilizing his Omega Blaster before his golden hair suddenly became limp and the color of ravens. The ball of ki then fizzled out and the man fell forward unconscious with his lower half still stuck within the crevice he created.

Hagoromo, realizing that his opponent was finally out for the count, let himself fall back and lay down on the cold, hard ground with a sigh of relief.

The battle may have been brief but he'll be damned if it wasn't intense.

He gazed upon the corpse like form of his opponent and the large ball that he failed to escape from.

As it stood, he could not help the man. While the Sage was sympathetic, it would take years, perhaps decades, before Broly could be healed mentally.

Time he knew he did not have in this world.

It was with a reluctant sigh that he decided that ki wielder had to be sealed away. Hagoromo might not be able to heal him but hopefully a descendant of his will.

Present Time

Madara looked up at the sphere with his lone Sharingan and a near overwhelming sense of awe flared up within him.

The surface of the ball of rock looked almost alive as black shapes, symbols, and innumerable kanji crawled along with some randomly disappearing and reappearing like schools of fish diving to avoid invisible predators.

He, along with Nagato's Deva Path, was standing at the bottom of the largest cavern the shinobi had ever seen. The ceiling was thousands of feet above their heads and the actual room they were in was several miles wide. To add to that, nearly every surface in the cave had dozens of massive seals whose subtle glow waned and waxed with each passing moment.

All to hide and contain one 'Saiyan' as the Sage's tablet identified him.

"The Sage never ceases to amaze me..." Muttered the Deva Path as he looked over everything for any hints of writing left by the Sage. His tablet, which revealed the location of this monumental prison, could only be deciphered by the Rinnegan so it stands to reason that any important messages here would follow the same rules but he saw nothing that stood out.

The only sign that Madara even heard Pain was a subtle nod in agreement as he too inspected the orb in front of him with his Mangekyo. "The tablet stated that only a wielder of the Rinnegan can free this 'Broly' from his prison, correct?" Stated Madara as he continued to stare at the sphere.

"Yes."

"Well then, what are you waiting for?"

With a nod, Pain put a hand to the sphere as instructed in the tablet and the reaction was instant. A multitude of differing seals gathered around his hand and proceeded to melt into a substance that appeared to be somewhere between a liquid and a gas. The material was so dark it was like that the dim light in the cavern was afraid to touch it.

In the next few moments, it crawled up the Deva Path's arm and gathered around his eyes before the substance evaporated an instant later. A gentle hum permeated the air in the massive room as the rest of the seals on the orb peeled off and disappeared while a potent shock wave burst forth from the stone monument.

The Deva Path, unfazed by the display, made his way back to his leader's side while Madara simply continued to watch like it was a rather interesting stage play rather than the releasing of a supposedly planet busting criminal.

All of a sudden, the ball split apart into two large halves that fell away from each other revealing a lanky, raven haired man. He was slowly let down from his position in the air by some unseen force but once he touched down, it seemed to let go which caused him to stumble forward and fall to his knees and hands.

He was just as described on the tablet in terms of attire as well as the three seals on him: one that encompassed his back, another over his heart, and a final on his forehead.

Broly blinked the grogginess out of his eyes and groaned. It felt like he had been asleep for weeks and his body simply forgot how to properly wake up.

Come to think of it, how long was he out? The last thing he remembered was that blasted old man crushing him under who knows how many tons of the planet's surface.

The Saiyan looked up to see two ridiculous looking men in black cloaks with red clouds. One had orange hair, black piercings everywhere, and purple, ringed eyes. The other wore an orange, spiral mask, black hair, and one red eye with some strange markings in them.

He moved his gaze from the two men to the environment where all he saw was stone with more strange markings.

What the hell was going on?

"What..." He coughed several times; his throat was beyond dry. Clearing it with a few grunts, he continued. "Where am I?" He demanded from the two. When they didn't respond, he growled and pushed himself onto his feet. "If you don't answer my question..!"

"Almighty Push."

Broly felt an invisible wall of something slam into him and found himself on his back while a pounding pain racked his body.

"Now, now, no need for such roughness, Pain." Said the masked one as he made his way around Broly's body and stood by his head. "He's delicate right now." The masked man added with a chuckle which earned him a severe glare from the recently freed Saiyan.

"You'll be the first to die."

Madara merely chuckled at the brashness of the Saiyan and stomped a foot on his chest as his Sharingan seemed to gain an ethereal glow to them. Broly, confusion running rampant through him as he appeared incapable of escaping from under the masked man's foot, looked up at the man to demand answers but before he could get a word out, the seal on his forehead flashed white for an instant and Broly's eyes took on a red hue while they gained three tomoe.

The lanky Saiyan stopped struggling.

"Get up, Broly."

The Saiyan did as the Uchiha commanded without hesitation nor complaint.

In Broly's Mind

Broly looked around in a rarely displayed panic. He was in a massive, poorly lit room that he had never seen before with two black monoliths to his sides.

Chains coming these towering structures were wrapped around his body and constricted him in a manner not unlike a straight jacket. Manacles around his ankles and neck kept him rooted to the floor in a kneeling position.

The only part of him capable of movement was his head and eyes.

'T-this isn't happening!' He closed his eyes and attempted to calm his breathing. It was a nightmare; it had to be! He just gained his freedom from his father! Once he opened his eyes, he would still be sitting in the pod with that annoying nav computer.

Broly's hopes were crushed in the next moment.

"No!" He screamed in despair as he tried to pull himself free by thrashing around as much as he could. It was to no avail. "I am sleeping in a pod! Half-dead from that damned Kakarot! NOT! HERE!" He pulled back against the restraint on his neck to the point that he felt something pop but the chain refused to even make a sound in protest.

Get up, Broly.

The Saiyan stopped his struggle and looked around as the booming voice reverberated throughout his newest cage. Up in the air above him was a monitor-like apparition that he could only assume was the outside view from his eyes. It was the masked man.

Come on, Nagato; I must discuss a change of plans with you back in Ame. You're coming along too, Broly.

This was his father and the crown all over again.

His vision blurred; something small hit the floor of the most recent of his cages. Broly looked down and saw a small drop of a clear liquid.

He'd never considered himself capable of tears.