After Broly was killed by Goten, Trunks and Krillin. He was sent to spend eternity in Hell among the other banes of the universe. When he first got there, King Kai sent Goku and Pikkon to calm him down. Their third confrontation resulted in a battle that shakes both Heaven and Hell. Neither Goku nor Broly won the fight; instead Goku was able to settle their differences with words instead of blows. And then Goku saw Broly for what he really was; just a troubled soul without a choice in life. Constantly on the run, under the leash of his father. Now Broly remains in Hell. He purposely distances himself from the others. Even his own father. All he can do is wait for Goku... to keep his promise.
A tall masculine figure stood on a dark floor, surrounded by darkness. The black ground was buried under a white puffy layer of mist. There the man stood in total contemplation. Staring at the blood coloured sky. His black scruffy hair fell down to his shoulders. He wore no upper clothing except white ripped trousers and a red shirt tied to them. Around his firm neck there was a gold glistening necklace with a green gem in the middle. The man was called Broly – The Legendary Super Saiyan.
From afar stood two shadowy figures; one was tall and the other was short. That tall figure was green and covered in dark green blotches. His muscles bulged larger and bigger as the electrical aura flowed up his body. His name was Cell and the other was called Frieza.
Frieza: Saiyans are a complicated breed. He does nothing but stand there.
Cell: There’s nothing really that interesting about him. He’s just your average saiyan. (His voice rises as he gloats) Look at him. What an ugly specimen of a Saiyan.
Frieza: What’d you say we go and check him out?
Cell: Okay. I was getting bored anyway.
Both of the figures lift into the air and fly over to the lonely saiyan. Broly senses them as his hair lifts up slightly. In seconds they land in front of him.
Frieza: I remember you from somewhere.
Broly: ....
Cell: Not much of a talker is you
Broly: ...
Frieza: Yes. You were beside Goku as babies.
Broly: His name... is Kakarot (Broly lowers his head to look at the two)
Cell: Yes Kakarot. Well it should be right that I remember him. I was the one who killed him after all.
Broly: (Surprise caught him but he didn’t express it in his face)
Cell: That’s right He-
Broly: (He quickly cut Cell of) Liar!
Frieza: He's not lying.
Broly: Then fight me
Cell: What?
Broly: Fight me!
Immediately Broly began raising his voice. He instantly teleported to the sky with a green energy sphere in his hand.
Frieza: How did he get there that fast?
Cell: (Cell looked baffled. He just felt an abyss of power from such a skinny person) I was getting bored anyway.
Cell quickly flew up into the sky in pursuit of Broly. His speed was incredible; the force of it shook the area. Broly threw his attack at Cell. The explosion of it blew Frieza away but Cell flew out of the smoke unfazed.
Cell: Come on I know you can do better than that
As Cell reached within touching space he threw a punch. It was aimed directly at Broly’s face. But Broly just stood there waiting to take it but before it hit him. Everything went black.
Broly: Huh. Where am I?
All he could see was darkness yet he wasn’t afraid. The first time he felt fear was at the hands of Goku. He turned his head looking for an answer until it appeared to him. Goku, there he was standing there with his arms reaching out to Broly.
Broly: Kakarot?
Goku: Yes. It’s time Broly.
Broly: Time?
Goku: Your gonna live with me and Gohan
Broly: I don’t understand
Goku: The evil that compelled you to kill has gone and you are pure hearted like me. I’ll train you.
Broly: Why?
Goku: Because you didn’t get a chance to live the life you wanted.
Broly reached out to Goku but then everything turned white. Broly awoke; he was lying in a bed. He opened his eyes to see Vegeta holding a blue saiyan outfit much like his own.
Vegeta: You ready?
