Creator : Mcvirus

Chapter 1: The Bedtime story

Saiyan's have long been forgotten. After the last half saiyan died, no more where seen, the only thing left of them is stories and mere photo's. Space traveling has been limited to the wealthy people only. The world as it is, is in a financial problem. Making children work is a normal thing. But this isn't what the real problem is.

It's a dark night, cloud's are rushing through each other like battle's are being fought and decision's are being made. However this is not the problem right now. The youngster Mortis Angelus also known as Mortis is being tucked in, and being told a bedtime story. His father and mother died when he was just a baby. Now he is being taken care of by his grandfather who himself doesn't have much time left in this world.

''Granny, please tell me the story of the legendary saiyan''

Granny stood up from the edge of Morty's bed, walking to the table he noticed that Morty had drew picture's of Saiyan's. It seems he is interested in this subject.

''Fine, just promise me you will go to sleep already.

''I promise!''

Morty himself was just 15 year's old but never had his own childhood, at the young age of 7 he already was forced to work and got paid almost nothing. Living in one of the worse neighborhoods of earth each day is a battle. Yet, Morty is a nice boy who doesn't seek un-wanted trouble.

''Ah, Here it is''

Granny opened the book end started reading.

Once there was a Saiyan named Goku who was one of the few full blood saiyan's to walk the earth. He battled many foe's and gained great allies. However even he could not escape the claws of death. After Goku and Vegeta died there where no more real Saiyan's left. The children of Goku and Vegeta grew up being strong and powerful, but evil did appear anymore and they lead a normal life. After that the Saiyan blood line completely vanished into thin air. There is a prophecy however, one day a great evil worse then Omega Shenron himself will appear and destroy humanity. The legend foretells that a single Saiyan will show up and use the power of the god's to stop him. The day this will happen will be the day the world's will change, legend has it that saiyan who saves him will be praised by the god's and given gift's wich king's would kill to get. The evil is unknown and can be anything or anyone, will the saiyan save the gallaxy ?

Morty already fell asleep, wondering what he might be dreaming Granny heads of the his own bed trying to get some good night rest.

Morty was still fast asleep when a small sound kindly wakes him up. He opens his eye's noticing that the sound he has been hearing was a leak coming from the Wall right above him. As he walks to the window. His mouth opens as he leans backwards and yawn's. He watches the outside view which only reveal heavy rain and a dirty bike standing right in front of the house. The bike belongs to his friend, but what's it doing here. He opens the door and quietly walks down the stairs. He sees his friend Michael sitting with some strange woman he never saw before. Suddenly he hears his grandfathers voice coming from the same room.

'' What is it you want with my grandson ?''

After looking closer, Morty noticed that it was the head of the police, Michael has been working with her giving them information about the local street thug's.

''We have reason to believe he may be involved with a project we have been working on.''

''And what might that be ?''

''That is none of your concern, He will be forced to go with me.''

''How dare you come in here, and speak to me like that ! He is staying here!''

The woman which was just looking at granny stood up and took out a gun. It seemed like something was off in this picture, Why do they want me so badly. Granny already noticed Morty standing on the stairwell and made a sign telling him to run. Morty didn't hesitate and ran away to his window. He jumped off the window landing in a haystack. As he was running along, his feet began burning. He was still tired of yesterday's work. Morty stood still as his heart suddenly began hurting, a few seconds after that he heard a gunshot and fell to the ground. He could feel his grandfather die, he felt his pain, as well as the relieve.

''What have I done''