High school (dbz fanfic)

Chapter 17

"Hi, Broly. Hi, Marikia", Bulma said as she sat down at the table she and the others usually sat at. The table was right next to a window that bathed the table in sunlight on sunny days.

"Hi", Broly and Marikia said in unison, Bulma noticed her friends looked upset.

"What's wrong, guys?" the blue-haired heiress asked, looking concerned.

"Our father's moving us again", Broly answered.

"But, why?" Bulma questioned. "Doesn't he know the two of you are happy here? You are happy here, aren't you?"

"Of course we're happy here", Marikia said quickly.

"But our happiness doesn't matter to our father", Broly added, shaking his head, his long hair swaying.

Marikia nodded.

"But that's not fair!" Bulma cried. "Why is he doing this?"

"It's my punishment for 'acting so insolent', as he put it", Broly snorted.

"And my punishment for 'encouraging Broly's violent outbursts' ", Marikia said, rolling her eyes.

"Have you guys told the others yet?" Bulma sked them.

Broly and Marikia both shook their heads.

"Well, when are you leaving?" Bulma asked, dreading the answer.

"First thing Saturday morning", Broly answered her.

"Then, you should tell the others", Bulma told him. "This way, we can all spend this last week together".

Marikia smiled at Bulma, so did Broly.

"I'm glad we met you and the others", Marikia said.

"You were the only ones who understood us", Broly said softly.

"You guys can stay at my house", Bulma said, wanting to cry. "We have plenty of room at Capsule Corp., you guys wouldn't have to worry about that".

"It's awesome of you to offer, but we couldn't do that", Marikia said.

"Our father would find us as soon as we left", Broly said.

"And even if he didn't find us right away, he'd never stop hunting us down", Marikia said.

...Two hours later...

"We're really gonna miss you guys", Goku said after Broly, Marikia, and Bulma had told him, Vegeta, Tarble, Raditz, Turles, Chi-Chi, 18, and Krillin the news.

"Same here", Broly said.

Marikia nodded.

"I just wish you guys didn't have such a jerk for a dad", Tarble said.

"I wish your dad had waited", Chi-Chi said.

"Why?" Marikia and Broly asked in unison.

"Because, it's our dad's birthday Saturday", Raditz said. "We were gonna have a big party and everything".

Goku nodded.

"We can always use our mental link", Broly said.

"After all", Marikia said as she and Broly uncurled their tails. "We're Saiyans".

Suddenly, Broly's face filled with hate.

"Broly, what's wrong?" Marikia asked, looking worried.

Broly didn't answer, he just stared straight ahead, his obsidian eyes filled with hatred.

18 turned around to see her brother.

"Hi, 17!" she called.

17 turned and waved to his sister.

Then, without warning, Broly hurled himself at 17.

"WHAT THE HELL'S YOUR PROBLEM?" 17 screeched as the two fell to the floor, Broly on top.

"Shut up!" Broly snarled, grabbing a chunk of 17's hair and slinging the sixteen-year-old boy across the floor.

17 balled his hand into a fist and aimed it at Broly's face.

Broly grabbed 17's fist and applied as much pressure as he could muster.

17 grunted in pain as his fist started to throb.

"LET GO OF ME!" he shouted.

"NO!" Broly snapped back.

"Broly, stop!" Marikia screamed, running toward her older brother.

Krillin and Tien showed up out of nowhere and jumped in front of Marikia.

"Guys, get out of my way!" the fourteen-year-old Saiyan girl yelled, trying to get around them.

"Marikia, it's too dangerous!" Tien shouted, grabbing one of Marikia's arms as Krillin grabbed the other.

"The only danger lies in keeping me from calming my brother down!" Marikia shot back. "Now unhand me before I do something we're all gonna regret!"

Tien and Krillin glanced at their friend, looking shocked.

"LET GO!" Marikia screeched, yanking herself out of the two boys' grip and running over to where her brother and 17 were scuffling on the floor.

Suddenly, 17's outstretched palm connected solidly with the side of Marikia's face and sent the teenage Saiyan girl sprawling across the floor.

"NO!" Broly shouted.

Fueled by rage, the sixteen-year-old Saiyan grabbed 17 by his throat and lifted him two feet off the ground.

"You...", Broly growled. "You hurt my sister...Nobody does that...You hear me? NOBODY!"

As he said this, Broly slammed 17 into the wall and began punching him all over.

17 shouted for help, but everyone was too stunned.

"YOU'RE NEVER GONNA LAY ANOTHER HAND ON MY SISTER EVER AGAIN!" Broly roared.

"Broly, stop!" Goku shouted.

"STAY OUT OF THIS, KAKAROT!" Broly snapped at him.

Goku did as he was told and backed up.

"Somebody stop that guy!" a girl shrieked.

"He's gonna kill 17!" another screamed.

"Well, didn't you see him hit that guy's sister?" a guy asked.

With a shout of rage, Broly flung 17 so hard that 17 went into side of the wall and came out the other.

In order to get to 17, Broly went through the cafeteria doors and into the hallway.

When he saw Broly coming, 17 tried to crawl away, but Broly grabbed his ankle and dragged him to him.

"I'm not done with you yet", he said.

"Broly, I'm sorry okay!" 17 shouted, willing to apologize if it got Broly to stop attacking him.

"Oh, it's too late for sorry now", Broly smirked.

17 screamed as he was dragged away.

"Somebody call an ambulance!" Marikia screamed.

"Oh come on, you're not that badly hurt", Turles said, rolling his eyes.

"No, not for me, for 17! He's definately gonna need one when Broly's done with him!" Marikia retorted.

The fourteen-year-old Saiyan then turned to Bulma and Chi-Chi.

"Get out your phones and call an ambulance!" She ordered. "I'm gonna go try to calm Broly down".

Nodding, Bulma pulled out her cell phone and dialed 9-1-1.

...

Will 17 really need that ambulance? Probably. XD

You'll find out in the next Chapter.

Me: So, how was it?

You: Terrible! :D