The universe is a vast and dark place, with even darker secrets, but every now and then, there is show of compassion from one individual, that sets in motion events in the future, that can't be controlled, or predicted.
On the very day that this journey began, nearly an entire race of supremely strong and dedicated warriors was wiped out in a single blow. A few survived the destruction of Planet Vegeta, one of the survivors being the ruler's son, Prince Vegeta, who had fallen into the hands of the planet's destroyer. The other was a Saiyan named Kakarot, who made it to earth in a Saiyan Child Safety Pod. He was later renamed Goku by the man who had found him. There were a few stragglers amongst the wreckage of the dead planet, but one thing no one expected, is that there was another Saiyan child safety pod fire off Planet Vegeta that day.
Six months later, after drifting in space and going undetected by Lord Frieza's henchmen, a Saiyan Child Safety Pod dawned on a green planet, with blue water.
As the ship entered the planet's atmosphere, the inhabitants of planet Namek watched on as they saw the little ship crash land on their planet.
"What do we do?" one Namek woman asked her husband.
"We go look if anyone is injured." He said, looking at her.
"It's in our nature to look after people. No matter whom they are." He said, walking out towards the end of the village.
A few younger men had joined up with him and they were slowly making their way to the impact site.
When they arrived, it was clear that the ship had come from a long way away and had left a huge gaping hole in the ground. The ship was smoking from the heat of entering the planet's atmosphere. The older Namek who had led the search called to the others.
"Stay here, we have no idea who could be in there." He said to them as he made his way to the edge of the crater.
He slid down the side and into the crater, stood up and looked at the ship. It was like nothing he had never seen before. He slowly made his way towards the round ship, walking carefully as not to awaken the creature within. As he walked closer, suddenly the lid blew off with a tremendous blast and left the crater filled with smoke. The elder coughed and covered his eyes, hoping the creature wouldn't notice he was there. As soon as the smoke cleared, he walked around to the front of the ship and looked inside.
Inside, he saw what could only be described as an alien baby. It wasn't green or bald. It had silky peachy skin with a mop of black hair. It opened its eyes and looked at him with its too-big-to-be-normal brown eyes and cracked a little smile. The others had gathered around the elder and were all looking into the Saiyan Child Safety Pod.
"Ah, it likes you, Moori." One young man said to him.
He reached in and grabbed the little child. He brought it out into the light to get a better look. It was a girl with brown eyes and black straight hair and a brown tail flapping from side to side.
"How old do you think she is?" one man asked Moori.
"I have no idea, she looked only a few weeks old, but due to the ship, she might be older." He said, turning to face the others.
"What do we do, we can't just leave her here?" another man asked him.
"What else can we do but take her home." He said, looking into the face of the little baby girl.
"She's just a baby, who already has the odds stacked against her. The least we can do is give her a safe home and a good upbringing." Moori said, walking through the crowd and back out the crater holding the little girl.
He went home to his wife, who looked at the little alien girl and frowned at her husband.
"This is what you found." She said, pointing at the girl.
"Yes." he said, laying her down on a soft blanket in their home.
"It's so…ugly. I suggest you take it to the Grand Elder. Maybe he can tell us what it is." She said to him.
"Come on, it's a girl." Moori protested at his wife calling her 'it'.
"Still. Take her to the Grand Elder. It's kind of weird looking." She said, leaving for the day to do her chores.
He looked at the little girl and agreed with his wife.
Later that day, he flew out to the island where the grand elder, Guru, lived. When he got there with the child, he encountered Guru's protector, a warrior named Nail.
"State your business here, brother." Nail said to him.
"I wish to speak with our father, brother." Moori said, showing him the child, who had been wrapped up in clothes.
"Urg, gross." He said, walking into the dome that Guru lived in.
They went up the elevator and arrived in the Guru's chamber.
"Ah, my son, I was expecting you." He welcomed Moori in.
"Father, there is an issue I need to consult you on." He stepped up to him, holing the child.
"There is only an issue if there is a problem. Is there a problem?" Guru asked.
"Maybe… earlier today, I found this child, in a space ship." He said, unwrapping the child and placing her in Guru's huge green hand.
"Ah, yes, I sensed your arrival, little one." He smiled at the little girl, who smiled back.
"What race is she?" Moori asked him.
"Mmm…" Guru thought.
"Saiyan. Yes, definitely Saiyan. As if the tail didn't give it away." He chuckled to himself.
"Saiyan, but their planet was destroyed six months ago." Nail said to Moori, who just shrugged to him.
"What do we do with her, Guru?" Moori asked him.
"Raise her as your own, Moori. A Saiyan protecting this planet as fiercely as her own planet, is a good thing to have for when the others come knocking on our door." Guru said.
"Others?" Nail asked.
"I sense that a handful of Saiyans has survived the onslaught and have escaped to other planets. It looks like this one got lucky." He said, looking at he little girl.
"I shall accept her as my grand daughter, if you will accept her as your daughter." Guru said, handing the little girl to Moori.
"I shall, Guru." Moori said, smiling at the little girl.
"I fear that I cannot think of an appropriate name, Guru. Could you help?" Moori looked up at his father.
"There is a legend on another planet of a magical world that is shrouded in mists. The gifted ones of that planet believe that that is where their form of me lives. This place is called Avalon." Guru said, looking at them.
Moori looked down at the little girl.
"Avalonia." He smiled and reached out for the girl, who grabbed his hand and hugged it.
"Little Ava." Moori smiled.