A Saiyans Atonement
This is a continous fic, meaning It will have no visible end until I run out of ideas, almost like a tv series.
Prologue:
3 DAYS BEFORE THE DESTRUCTION OF PLANET VEGETA
A shadowy figure entered the office, you could tell that he was not of this world, but that didn't seem to matter to the men who were present in the room. Right in front of the doorway there was a desk, with someone behind it. He was writing on some paper and didn't even look up when the figure entered the room. The 'alien' walked into the centre of the room and grinned, he had a human style figure and wore special armour. He also had a kind of patch over one eye and his hair was quite messy and spiky.
"So you're the Saiyan I called for." The man behind the desk finally asked, pushing aside his pen and paper.
"Haha yes, I am Brukiel, a Saiyan warrior" The Saiyan replied. "Boy you are an ugly species" he continued.
The man behind the desk just laughed. He was dark blue with 4 arms and Orange hair.
"Cigarette?" He asked the Saiyan, pulling out a pack, and taking one from the pack.
"No thanks, Us Saiyans are first class warriors, we cannot let our health be degraded by such careless pleasures" he replied, looking kind of bored.
"Well I hope you know why your hear then" The man asked.
"You want me to win some sort of Tournament am I right?" the Saiyan asked almost mocking.
"I am Hamza, I run the Soretta corporation, the largest corporation in this solar system" The man behind the desk started to explain, getting the feeling that Brukiel wasn't really interested in the story, but started explaining anyway.
"Ten years ago, I started to run the annual system games, back then I had some of the strongest guards in the system, and I ran it to show just how powerful I was. The prize of 10 Million Zeni would always come back to me. But recently other more stronger warriors have come along. I find that each time, I am losing millions of Zeni just to keep it going. That's why I have hired you. I need you to reclaim the title and the money for the company. The only problem is the competition is only supposed to be for those from this system, that's why we will have to hide the fact that you're a Saiyan, at least until the competition is over."
Brukiel stood there looking bored. After a while he replied "I hope I will have some tough opponents. At the moment I have a power level of 998, and I'm looking for a challenge to push me over the 1000 mark, but I will do this on one condition, I at least get to permanently dispose of my opponents."
Hamza just grinned. "You will fight through the rounds first and adhire to the rules, which means no killing. Once you win the title, you can do whatever you want with your opponents, I couldn't care less."
"This should be fun" Brukiel laughed deeply.
"By the way is 998 good?" Hamza asked.
"For a Saiyan its pretty Pathetic, but then again, I am only a teen."
"What? The Saiyans sent a teenager for this?"
"Don't worry, I may only be 18 but I guarantee you I will demolish the competition."
"You had better" Hamza replied "Cause life will be pretty painful if you don't."
"That would never happen" Brukiel laughed.
"Well good, Mr Big shot. Please follow my secretary so we can find you an outfit that makes you look less… Saiyanish."
"Fine by me, and I repeat again, my competition better be strong."
"Oh I can guarantee you they are…"