A year ago of course he would have been ready, he would have been ready for anything.
A fierce wind blew hard across the battle field, and yet he stood there, eyes locked onto the monster in front of him. A piercing gaze; a look of pure hatred in his eyes. He was ready to fight, ready to either save the world or die trying. For the monster in front of him, he was a monster willing to kill.
They had been warned of this day, the day this monster would come. Each warrior training hard to overcome the pink blob yet one by one they fell, all unable to defeat the world's biggest threat. Now the Earth's fate rested on child, a child of but four years old. Surly he had defeated Cell, and was the world's strongest hero but that was years ago, before his life became flipped upside down.
A year ago he would have been ready; he was ready for anything then. Of course then he wasn't four years old, not even close. No, one year ago he had been a destroyed teen who thought the one person he cared most about deserted him and wished that he was dead. In fact if it wasn't for his mother, the child wouldn't be here and Earth would be doom. Not that the Earth wasn't doomed now, for unfortunately along with his size and age, he lost his memory. Remembering nothing of his life from before, including his three year training to defeat this monster. Actually he didn't know any type of martial art for that matter but he was Earth's last and only hope. His mother and friends had been killed, his dad and brother had been absorbed and he was the last one, the only one left and Earth need him or it would forever be gone.
Forgetting everything else, his eyes stayed locked on the monster and his mind stayed focused. Timing his move carefully, the Saiyan half-breed disappeared.
A/N:Sorry I accidently deleted this story so I had to re post this chapter :(