Broly jerks a sudden stop, that voice…It sent a wave of unimaginable rage through his body. His teeth clenched and his breath hitched. “That’s right.” Came his gravely reply. Slowly the color began to drain from his eyes.
“And you would be…..The fool who ordered my failed assassination….-King- Vegeta?!” Without a moment’s notice the man launched himself at the smaller male. His flesh begins to rip, slowly starting to give way to his Legendary form. “I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!” He roars.
He looks up at the Saiyan and in a swift movement he takes out a device and jabs it into Broly’s side. “Well at least your father was useful for something. This device will drain your ki for the time being.” He brushes his hands off, “Pleasure seeing you again—Not really, but the niceties must be observed Broly.”
Taken by surprise Broly staggers back, his teal eyes quickly fading to a dark chocolate brown and his hair darkens to black. “Wh-….What the?” His eyes slowly slide half-mast in what appears to be a drugged state. “…What have you….Done to me?” He murmurs, trying to reach for the device in his side.
He smirks, “I’ve sedated you for the time being. You can’t touch that device. Only I can.”
Broly blinks, a smirk glimmers into his dull eyes. “…Who says I need to touch it?” He grins tiredly and slowly the air around him begins to spark and grow warm. “Do you honestly think, you can control -me?!-” He snorts at the King. “My Ki never stops flowing! Do you think you can hold it back?!”
“No.” He takes Broly’s headpiece (?), “But I can certainly try to keep it under control.” He snaps the headpiece around his head and smirks, “Just like when you were a child.”