Damage Control (48)

Dr Console shit himself.

Through Zes' camera, he had seen the birth of a demon and felt the terrible earthquake that followed. Then he heard a horrible sound that made it seem as if Broly was coming towards him. He was by himself in the Pre-Battle room that was plunged underground and he was overwhelmed by fear. The Grim Reaper himself may as well have knocked because Dr Console wouldn't have been as scared if he did.

Dr Console quickly got up and hurried to the bathroom, attending to himself then scrapped for resources around the room, hoping to build something that could help him escape.

The beams fired by the Hatchiyaks sniped Broly ruthlessly, hitting both of his knee joints, the back of his neck and his liver.

'Ack!' Broly recoiled in his mind as another wave of extreme pain flew through him, his entire being writhing in agony.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!" he shouted at the voice, once again breaking to the surface.

'You forcibly took control! Give it back! You could hurt yourself by accident! Let me-'

"FUCK OFF!" Broly screeched, forcing the voice back to wherever it came from.

BADUMP!

Another wave of very intense pain assaulted Broly but with this pain, all his senses came back to him.

Broly breathed in and out, trying desperately to calm down.

But he couldn't, the most archaic, primordial, unhinged sense of anger resonated at the centre of his soul and screamed to be released. His ki, as if it knew this, also resonated becoming indescribably unstable and rushed out of his body, massive orbs of disaster seeking out something to destroy.

"AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHH!"

An incredible force suddenly radiated off Broly, strong waves of energy bursting forth from him suddenly. The energy around Broly fluctuated, a reality-bending green aura appearing around him.

'I can sense his ki!'

The Tuffles, even from underground, could feel a massive presence slowly growing from Broly, premonitions of his powerful ki, running across the now empty plains of Sythis desperate to destroy something.

Broly resisted bitterly, rejecting his anger with all of his heart.

Too much was at stake and too much could go wrong, he had nothing to gain and everything to lose if he went over the edge.

It was too late.

Broly gripped his head, trying to control himself, he felt the energy inside him grow and grow, much faster than the rate his guards absorbed ki. The chaos swelled inside of him, and like a volcano reaching boiling point, he erupted.

The earth trembled scarily as a massive earthquake could be felt through the now deserted Tuffle City.

More ki fled from Broly, what appeared to be expanding barriers pushed their way around him forcing through the environment.

"NGGGGHHAARRRGH!"

Broly didn't feel like himself at all.

It was as if every ounce of anger he had ever felt at once came upon him and only grew in size. Broly had tried not to think about it, but he already knew he was vastly stronger than anyone else on the planet, the Saiyans who could possibly contest him they were all hospitalised.

This meant that if Broly snapped, Sythis was done for.

The object of his hatred had died long ago.

But Broly was still angry.

His anger was a roaring ocean in his mind that pushed him about from all sides and he couldn't take control of it at all. It was as if his anger tried to drown him and take control of his body.

The ki that laid dormant inside him multiplied like a virus, unable to be contained and poured out of his ears, eyes and mouth creating a ghastly image, vapid beams soaring into the sky and racing over the land.

Then a new change happened.

Broly's muscles spasmed, becoming larger than they already were and attempted to drain Broly's ki which supplied them with unfathomable volumes of energy once the request was made.

Broly stumbled, not able to stand as his body evolved.

Broly's spine jolted, forcefully elongating, adding to his already ludicrous height, his muscles cried out in protest as they were consequently re-arranged and realigned, complimenting his new form.

His solid black hair flickered, appearing yellow for a few seconds at a time before returning black.

The worst headache Broly had ever felt, hit him like the palm of God, not only disorienting him but also disrupting him completely.

Broly gripped his head once again.

It was a soul-shaking feeling to have one emotion bang on your conscious so severely and a deeply illogical feeling at that.

But Broly felt it.

'I-I have...to release my KI!'

The only consistent reaction the anger had on him was increasing his ki, which he couldn't stop from rising. It clashed with him dangerously, causing intolerable pain that further prophecied anger.

Broly's mind braced as it struggled to handle the catastrophes taking place in his body, nearly cracking under the unbelievable stress.

Broly struggled to breathe but eventually stretched out his hand.

"Eraser...."

Broly brought his other hand to his face, trying to stop his ki from leaking. The ominous green aura around his body disappeared temporarily as wild green energy flickered in his palm.

"CANON!"

His hair flashed yellow and shined under the midday sunlight, similarly yellow ki drifting from it and dissipating into the environment. Broly screamed giving the single release everything he had sucking his ki reserves dry.

Genuinely.

A tiny orb fled from Broly's hand, travelling a hundred miles in just a second, it raced away from Planet Sythis almost as if it feared destroying it and flew further and further into the sky provoking the universe to stop it.

Broly collapsed, his yellow hair turning black again and he crumbled onto the floor.

'It worked' Broly thought, the greatest relief he ever felt washing over of him as he passed out, mentally fatigued.

But as Broly fell the orb was strengthened, quadrupling in size as it moved, the orb expanded getting bigger and bigger as it travelled away from Planet Sythis.

In a few minutes, the orb had become the size of a planet, drifting through space like a disaster waiting to happen.

[Narrator: And with that comes an end to the shocking Tsufurian Tournament Saga! Did the Author really write a chapter-long transformation? I believe so! What could possibly follow this extreme chain of events? Find out next time in the next chapter of Dragon Ball Revised!]