The Concord's Mistake
Elsewhere
The universe they chose was pristine.
Perfect star ratios.
Layered dimensional anchors.
Reality-lock arrays humming with confidence.
The Concord watched from outside causality as the trap activated.
Broko arrived.
He didn't speak.
Didn't scan.
Didn't negotiate.
He felt the intent.
That was enough for him .
His aura expanded once just once, compressed gravity collapsing inward, then detonating violently outward.
The star screamed as its core destabilized, planets cracking in sequence like brittle bone.
In less than a minute, the entire solar system died.
No chase.
No hunt.
No indulgence.
Broko vanished before the light finished traveling, he had tantrum prone children to deal with and a mate who was constantly trying to make more... .
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Returning Back to the Island,
He reappeared above the hidden island in Young Justice Earth's Pacific, descending silently through cloud cover.
Nina sensed him before he touched ground.
She looked up.
Alive.
Unbroken.
Victorious.
She smiled with teeth and said "I hope you're not tired, I some need help with something important".
Broko looked her and responded with a smirk " you're always creating excuses that lead to you getting pregnant".
Nina turns her back towards Broko and says "stop acting like you don't like to wrestle under sheets". As she slowly walks away into the base, her ass shaking with each step and her tail curling and coiling, showing her arousal....
Broko stopped talking too much and began following her into the shower first....
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The Concord Recalculates
Elsewhere.
Panic was not allowed in the Concord.
But silence followed.
Their council chamber golden, artificial, insulated from consequence, was filled with unease.
"He didn't engage," one voice said..
" it's like he didn't care," another corrected.
....
Resources were reallocated.
Traps scrapped.
New models drafted.
King Cold's name surfaced again.
A blunt instrument, but useful.
....
on earth...
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First Contact: Justice League
.
The Justice League came openly.
A diplomatic shuttle, neutral codes, Wonder Woman and Superman at the front. Batman stayed quiet, already running probabilities.
Broko listened.
Did not invite.
Did not threaten.
"You are powerful," Superman said carefully. "And you're changing this world."
Broko's response was calm.
"So is gravity, so is the sun, I won't join you or sign anything now you leave my people to ourselves."
They left feeling uneasy so..
Weeks later, they returned without permission.
Stealth probes.
Phase-shifted scouts designed by cyborg .
Justified, in their minds.
They were caught instantly by the system created and upgraded by the scientists post Frieza's death .
..
Broko didn't kill them, he secretly had future plans for them.
That disturbed Batman more than violence would have.
... One Year Later...
The twins were terrifying.
Bala smiled when things broke.
Tehm laughed when his pressure crushed stones the size of a small hill .
At one year old, their ki signatures flared unpredictably sharp, aggressive, hungry.
Nina watched them spar with each other in clumsy, instinctive feral bursts and felt something warm coil in her chest.
Pride.
"They're ours," she said softly.
Broko nodded.
"They will be more."
They tangled their tails as they watched the boys play..
....
Elsewhere...
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King Cold Moves
When King Cold learned of Frieza's death through unfamiliar channels , the palace shattered.
Rage ran through him at the knowledge of the death of his final most promising offspring.
Cold accepted the Concord's assistance quietly,ships, data, exotic weapons.
He knew he was being used, he was king cold.
He didn't care..
"If I die," Cold said coldly, "it will be standing."
....
POV switch....
Broko and Nina. After the Storm
That night, the island was quiet.
No alarms.
No enemies.
No futures pressing in.
Broko sat with Nina beneath artificial stars projected by Saiyan engineers, a mock sky for a stolen peace.
Nina leaned against him, fingers tracing scars earned across universes.
"You came back fast," she murmured.
"There was nothing worth staying for that side ," he replied.
She turned toward him, eyes burning with something feral and affectionate all at once. Their bond wasn't soft and fragile, it was forged, sharpened, shared through survival, blood and violence.
They held each other close, breathing aligned, tension bleeding away in silence and warmth.
Nina pressed her forehead to his chest, tail curling instinctively around his muscular leg.
"You break worlds," she said. "And you still come back to us."
"I always will." as he grabbed he thick thighs and lifted her up and placed her back and Nina complying by taking of her bath robe, revealing a toned yet curvaceous chocolate skinned body, Broko follows suit and removes his own robe, tossing it to the side....
Broko gently embraces her as their bodies intertwined under the artificial sky, their primal expression of lust filled the island as it shook all night and the others were left astonished and some even pulled their own partners aside....
Later long after words were gone and bodies were resting, Nina rested atop of him with a smirk, bodies still fused in the remnants of their passion , heartbeats steady, satisfied, completed and filled in a way only another pure-blooded Saiyan woman could understand and as for Broko, he was out cold, drained dry by Nina... Defeated
.....
Days later, the signs came.
Another life.
She didn't tell him yet.
She smiled instead has held Bala and watched Tehm shooting a mouth beam at his father's face showing off and acting tough, Broko just grinned at his son's antics...
The island remained hidden from most .
But not safe.
...
The Concord waited.
King Cold sharpened his blade.
The Justice League prepared contingencies.
And Broko was stronger, calmer, more dangerous than ever , stood at the center of converging wars, unaware that another of his legacy was already growing again.
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End of the chapter