As Goten and Valese walked away.
Melody found herself in a secluded area near the forest.
Melody: *She sat down on a patch of evergreen grass, shoulders slumped.* What’s happening to me?
*She questioned herself.*
With trembling hands, she took out her phone and dialed her mother’s number.
Snow: *Her voice came through the speaker, warm and comforting.* Melody?
Is everything alright, sweetheart?
Melody: *A single tear rolled down her cheek.* Mom, I…
I don’t know what’s happening to me.
When I’m away from Goten, it feels like my heart is being shattered into a gazillion pieces.
Snow: *Her voice took on a softer tone.* Oh, honey.
Tell me everything?
Melody: When we’re close, this intense electrical energy nearly paralyzes the both of us.
*She clenched her hands.* But…
he has a girlfriend.
I don’t know what I am to do, mom.
Snow: Melody, there’s something you odd to know.
*She took a deep breath.* It’s about your biological father.
Melody: My….
father?
*Her eyes widened.* But I thought you said you didn’t know who he was.
Snow: *Her voice wavered slightly.* I…
I wasn’t entirely truthful.
Your father is someone that both Goku and Vegeta know.
Melody: *She stood up abruptly.* What?
Mom who is he?
Snow: His name is….
*Her voice dropped to an almost whisper.* Broly.
The name lingers in the air for a while longer, heavy with unspoken history.
Melody: *She furrowed her brows.* Broly?
I’ve never heard that name before.
Who is he?
Snow: He’s a…
legendary Saiyan warrior, Melody.
With immense power beyond imagination.
Melody: *She sank back down onto the grass.* A legendary Saiyan?
Is that…
is that why I feel so connected with Goten?
Because we’re both…
Snow: It’s possible, sweetie.
Saiyan blood is…
complicated.
*Her voice became even gentler.* But there’s still more you need to know about Broly.
Melody: What is it mom?
*She gripped the phone tighter.* Please, tell me everything you know.
Snow: *She took a moment before continuing.* Broly had always struggled with anger management.
His power is tied to his emotions, and it can be…
overwhelming at times.
Melody: Is that why…?
*Her free hand crackles with raw energy.* Why I sometimes feel like I can’t control it?
Snow: Melody, listen to me?
*Her voice became urgent.* You’re not alone in this.
We’ll figure it out together, okay?
Melody: *She wiped away a few tears.* Okay, mom.
But…
what should I do about Goten?