4 Survivor (1/2)
Deep inside the forest hidden behind bushes a cave entrance on a small hill could be seen. The entrance led 5 meters inside the hill, guiding to a 10x10 tall cave. On some places on the wall were crystals shimmering in a cyan hue, lighting up the cave. Near the entrance was an extinguished fireplace, heads with tusks and bones decorated the ground around it. Deeper inside, snoring could be heard coming from a child seemingly around the age of 10.
Broly was slowly waking up as the crystals were beginning to hum, a signal for the sun, rising in the horizon. He sat cross legged on the floor, starting to meditate.
'After the 3 years I wasted to fix myself, I can finally meditate, bosting my control of ki. As my ki is rising at every moment, I have to obtain a perfect control. Otherwise I will be a gun without bullets. There's also something sinister in the essence of my ki but I can't put my finger on it. I have to see into it in the future.
Luckily since my ki increase is a natural process, I only have to worry about my body. My ki is rising but my body has to keep up, but as the gravity is 10x the gravity of Vegeta, my body gets stronger the minute. I will need harsher conditions in the future, but it is sufficient for now'
After he meditated for an hour he wrapped his waist with the brown fur on the ground right next to him. Holding it in place with his brown tail, blending into it.
'I really need to find some real clothes, they are too itchy.' After stretching he went outside greeted by the sunshine of the morning sun, heading out in a straight line. For the last 3 months Broly arrived at this new world, he searched the close vicinity and found some boars to feed on, not at all repulsed of the idea to gut an animal anymore but rather satisfied to fulfill his basic needs.
For water he went to a waterfall where he also starts his daily training under. At the beginning he was struggling to stay in place underneath it but now it appeared to be a walk in the park. From time to time he could be seen to be meditating, doing body weight-based training or lifting massive boulders above his head.
'Hmmm it seems to have limited effect on me now, even though I have experience in strength training, my body is just growing too fast. I can't come up with new training methods.'
A few thousands of kilometers away a group of 3 were looking at a picture of a child on a monitor. A woman with shoulder-length spiky hair was looking at an enhanced picture of Broly.
”You found him yesterday?” she asked the small thin man on her right side.
”Yes Madam. As I was scouting the area for a new mine, I saw him enter a cave, not far from where he is now.”
”Hmmm. He seems to be training, which means he's arrived here for a while already. The cave is probably his hideout.” As she fell in thoughts.
'Is he a survivor? It has been 3 years since the last one popped up and a young one is even more rare. We have the data of every Saiyan child from before the destruction of planet Vegeta but whose kid is this?'
”Zea, go and assemble the hunter squad to accompany us. It may be a newborn, the CE send out to lure us in. We need strong people to escort us.” ”Understood!” the woman, Zea, on her left replied. She bowed and left the room.