Broly vs. Zekk (Open to others)

Broly pushed open the huge doors of his base house, waving his left hand behind him over his left shoulder. His dark eyes moved to watch the thick steel doors slid open with little effort from his thick meaty fingers. Stepping out onto a cobblestone path, the big saiyan followed it for about ten meters before turning onto a soft dirt path. Aside from the knowledge of the army, his crew, or anyone else he had followed this path every day for the past three months. To each side at first was somewhat vegetable land, but as he moved on for the six mile trek, the ground around the path became barren. Ahead another mile from where he was now stood a giant craggy mountain, rearing it's ugly brown head straight up out of the flat ground. When he was a few leagues from it, he kicked off the ground with one foot, the other, right leg sticking up into the air, bent at the knee. His arms fell to his sides and bent at the elbows, raising the forearms up at a twenty degree angle forward by his waist. Blasting forward, a small blue aura licked up off of his skin, burning an inch off of his hide, as well as flicking his hair around atop his head, with the aid of the wind rushing past him of course.

(OOC info: This mountain is some of the old Saiyan Caves. I'm not entering him yet. Another thing, if anyone wants to join in, you can, and please do. This isn't necessarily flat out going to be FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT. This is a fun preliminary rp.)

The wind pushed forth from the legions of skies all around him as he flew full speed toward a power on his scouter, the unique signature registered clearly as Broly, the saiyan that had been on close watch by the King's Personally squad of Saiyan Elites, and now Zekk was sent to figure out the Status of Broly. He lifted his left hand up and placed two of his fingers on the small button that did numerous things, Zekk now used one of the many features it had to lock onto Broly and it was his mission to basically file a report on how Broly had grew and to secretly figure out what path he chose, which would not go into the official report. With an alerting beep sound, Zekk jerked his entire body and a black, eerie aura surged over his body and he shot at a faster rate toward Broly's direction. The speed he had shifted into, had made it seem like he had been standing still in mid air. The very aura that came forth from Zekk left a strong discharge of particles in the air, Zekk continued along the path and eventually spotted the saiyan by himself in an odd place outside a cave, he sighed as he dropped down and landed softly onto the grass below, letting one foot hit the ground at a time. A finger extended from Zekk's closed hand and looked head on at Broly, getting a full scan of the saiyan. "So, your Broly, huh? The saiyan of Legend.. Heh.. I've read your report... A bit of twisted fate here, huh? Nonetheless, I was ordered to come here and I guess in the way evualate you.. haha.. This should be somewhat fun." Zekk's voice was stern and forceful, but showed no aim in fighting just yet or starting anything.

Metal upon blight clanked through the still air as Broly stepped forward, both hands at his sides. He shrugged his right shoulder, resetting the thick-plated armor onto his abnormally large body. Broly had landed in front of a crevice in the side of the huge mountain, yards from it, and now his slow steps brought him near inches from escaping into it's dark reaches. But of course, a voice rang out behind him, low and commanding, but a voice all the same. Broly looked back over his right shoulder, deep blue eyes narrowing on the site behind him. A saiyan of fair size, smaller than himself of course, stood silently behind him. Left hand remaining silently by his waist, his right hand lifted to sit at a forty-five degree angle in front of him, palm facing upward, and he opened his lips to let escape a low tone, barely recognizable words, "Huh? Saiyan of Legend? Perhaps you have the wrong warrior..."

Broly then flicked the fingers of his right hand up, curling them backward. Soon after, he was speaking again, louder and more audible this time, "Why don't you come in here with me, I want to show you something." Quite bored with always going into the caves alone, Broly was hoping for a bit of company from Zekk. Seemingly ignoring his presence now, Broly turned and put both his hands to his sides, stepping with the tell-tale clunks of his thick metal boots reverberating off of the rock walls of the inner chambers...

Inside, he gestured to the walls to each side. The room he was in now, in which he hoped Zekk was following suit, was a long hall dug out of the mountain itself. The antechamber was two meters wide, three meters tall, and at least forty meters in length, angling down as it went onward, driving the path obviously under the initial mountain. Inside the cavern, Broly was stepping forward slowly, waving his bulky fingers at the walls to either side of him. Along the roof(he motioned there before as well) was some odd mossy substance, orange in color, that bathed the room in an eerie red glow. This was the only light in the place, so the objects he was motioning to weren't all that noticeable unless you really got looking at them.

On the walls were... markings? "Cave markings, from the primitive days of our race." Broly was saying, pointing to depictions of monstrous hairy-like creatures crashing leagues of people, dashing skulls across the ground(a black line under the scene on the markings) and another following the path of one warrior who rose up and stood above the other saiyans, becoming their leader in the end. Passing through the hall, several images flooded the eyes of both he and, hopefully enough, Zekk. What came next... the room at the end of the hallway... was a huge dome-like room. A mile high with arched walls, the rocky, mountainous wall was sheathed in an eggshell-thin layer of the slimy, mossy stuff, bathing the entire room in a somehow-clear orange light. The center of the room, about five square yards of it, seemed to be raised above the rest, and had the tell-tale dark red smudges of a battle ground etched into it's dry rocky surface. A look over his shoulder told Broly just where Zekk was in correspondence to him, and he spoke again. "Not that you couldn't figure it out, but apparently this is some arena. The Brawling Chamber, I call it. Either way, we really should give the old place it's rightful dues huh? How about a little match, down here in this ancient place. Old times sake, whaddayasay?"

The odd saiyan had denied what was once told to him by the King of Vegeta, but Zekk just decided to not bother with the subject anymore, it was not worth it to continue and hassle with someone who had no clue. Each step Zekk took to follow the beast, was a step closer to initiating something Zekk was trying to avoid at all cost, a fight. He looked from side to side looking at the cave drawings on the walls, each one brought back a certain memory of his, though almost all of his memories were scattered and hard to remember. The cavern that they were in or had gone in, was strangely familar, but he knew he had never set foot in it ever.


The words that brought Zekk to a crashing halt was the fact Broly wanted to show respects to their ancestors and fight each other in the ages old arena. Zekk looked Broly up and down and hesitated for a moment to respond, he knew the secret of this saiyan and lacked the knowledge of even his own hidden history, with a slight gulp he aimed to accept the offer. Even though he knew what he knew, Zekk's blood began to boil at the very thought of a tempting challenge, it gave him an inner smile. As he adjusted his armor and walked over to the far side of the arena, just the opposite of where Broly was, he spoke making sure his voice was heard as he spoke. "So, you wish to show some respect to the old saiyans? Heh.. Fine, but I hope you can back up that confidence when it comes down to it, but do go first.." his voice aimed to show that he was rather in a hurry and just chose to let Broly go first and begin the fight, he would stand in a strong stable defensive pose, awaiting the initial attack.

Broly shrugged his right shoulder again, moving it around in a circular motion. His armor lifted, if only slightly, and reset on his broad chest. Kicking off, Broly landed, tail soon wrapping under the thick metal belt around his waist, on the edge of the blood-stained risen arena. Quickly noticing his opponent's lack of action, Broly figured he'd ignore the formalities and move on into an attack. Arms at the sides, he pointed his palms towards Zekk, fingers clenched if only a bit in a claw like pattern, and kicked forward, slamming foot after foot across the hard ground. At the last second Broly kicked off the ground, clamping his feet together and flipping forward midair, toes flipping down and around as he lifted up over the other warrior. A foot or so before reaching the back of Zekk's head, Broly's golden-clad toes began glowing with an eerie blue aura of solid energy, leaving a trail of a darker form of the blue energy waving above his toes.

Ki-infused Front-flip:
Ki used: 40
Ki remaining: 560

(Sorry this is taking too long. If you would like you can just move into the RP and start training and associating with others.)