[Wastelands]

Kuriza stood atop the flat peak of a rock spire with lush grass beneath his feet, blowing gently in the winds. The blue sky above was littered with scattered white clouds that drifted on by. Kuriza's tattered brown shroud behind him in the winds as he stood motionless; eyes closed and arms folded. A flock of birds flew overhead but still he did not move. Down below was an open grass field with plateaus and lakes scattered here and there, a mountain range in the distance. As Kuriza stood alone, he found himself in a deep thought.

'... Why do we fight...? Why is it we are drawn to 'the fight'...? Is it a desire for strength...? Or a desire to know yourself? People seem to know many things, but never truly themselves. It seems we will fight for reasons we don't understand, causes we don't believe in at a moment's notice, yet rarely is there a warrior who fights to understand themselves. Goku; Gine, Vegeta. What is it you fight for?' Kuriza thought to himself. His eyes flicked open. "The answer... lies in the heart of battle." Kuriza spoke. He cupped his hands at his side and charged up a purple energy sphere in between his palms. His attack became fully charged. "Messatsu Senpuu Ken!" Kuriza exclaimed as he thrusted his arms forward and fired a sparking purple sphere of Ki that rushed through a row of rock spires, destroying them all, before it collided with a plateau and exploded; destroying the plateau too. Kuriza nodded to himself before standing straight and stoutly again. "I walk a path with no end... I must be ready for the journey that awaits... Goku; Gine, Vegeta... my respect for you is limitless, you give me a home on this planet and a new life, with the motivation to better myself; I shall train to be like you." Kuriza spoke. He folded his arms once more. "I still have a long way to go." He muttered. Kuriza jumped off of the spire and landed in the field below. He began to walk off into the distance, tattered shroud blowing in the wind and his tail trailing behind him.

[West City]

Kuriza walked through a marketplace; tattered shroud covering the left side of his chest and hiding his left arm. His tail was swooping gently left and right as he walked along, the odd person looking over to him in curiosity. Kuriza stopped at a fruit store, greeted by a joyful, middle-aged man.

"Hi there Kuriza, here to get your daily order already?" the man smiled. Kuriza nodded.

"How are you today Mr Toriyama?" Kuriza inquired.

"Well, home life is good and business is prosperous." He smiled. Toriyama passed a bag full of fruit to Kuriza.

"That's good." Kuriza smiled back. He paid the Zeni required for his order. "Have a nice day." Kuriza followed.

"You too Kuriza." Toriyama replied as Kuriza walked off. As Kuriza walked down the street he found himself being followed by a little girl with unkempt black hair and a blue highlight over her right eye. Kuriza came to a stop and looked over his shoulder at her while smiling gently. The little girl took a step back, still somewhat scared by Kuriza while also intrigued by him.

"I'm sorry for following you mister..." The girl twiddled her thumbs.

"It's ok, I kinda attract attention." Kuriza smiled. The girl was silent. "You want something to eat? I got some fruit." Kuriza spoke.

"Any... lemons...?" The girl inquired.

"Heh, that's odd, you're the 1st person other than myself who seems to like them." Kuriza smiled. He reached inside his grocery bag and pulled out a lemon. He threw it to the girl who caught it and smiled at him.

"Thank you mister." The girl smiled. Kuriza nodded and walked off.

"Sayonara kid." Kuriza smiled, raising his hand as he walked off to signafy a wave.

[Wastelands]

As Kuriza sat on the edge of a plateau, looking out into the horizon he smiled as the sun began to set; giving a fiery hue to the area. While Kuriza continued to look out into the distance, the clouds above turned blood red and began to swirl like a vortex above him. Kuriza looked up with a frown on his face as lightning began to spark and a rip in space and time opened up. Two figures dropped out of the portal and crashed into the ground; destroying the plateau as Kuriza jumped out of the way. Only one figure emerged from the destruction, the other left uncouncious. As Kuriza backflipped from the crater, a fiery red aura engulfed the warrior from another dimension. Kuriza adopted a fighting stance as the smoke cleared. A man with spiky red hair; red eyes and tanned skin, dressed in a dark blue gi with rope for a belt, sandals on his feet and rope tied around his hands stomped on the ground, cracking it up and sending out a shockwave as his fiery red aura flared up again. Kuriza sensed his power and relaxed, not concerned in the slightest.

"I am Akuma, and I will teach you the meaning of pain." The warrior from another dimension threatened.

"Humph, very cocky for a being of such power... I'd say you're about 1200 on the Power Level scale... nothing special." Kuriza folded his arms.

"Fool! You dare place a number on me?! I will crush both your body and soul!" Akuma growled.

"Somebody has mommy issues..." Kuriza sighed. The rubble behind Akuma began to rumble as the other person awoke from being knocked out. Akuma looked over to the rubble with disgust. The rubble exploded as a surge of energy erupted out from the destruction; taking the form of a dragon like Shenron whitch roared in Akuma's face before disappearing. As the smoke settled and the rubble fell back down, the crimson eyes of the other being flashed with power before they reverted to black.

"Foolish mortal... I will end you first..." Akuma growled as a purple aura engulfed him and his red eyes glowed with power. Kuriza grated his teeth.

"This may actually be troublesome." Kuriza muttered. The other being from another dimension drew their Katana, which had a hilt wrapped in crimson leather with a golden hand guard, from the red scabbard it inhabited with the design of a dragon akin to Shenron printed along it. The Katana shined with radiance as the Ki of the wielder flowed through it. The weilder themself was a young man, around 20, dressed in a dark navy blue traditional Ninja garb with no sleeves; a red martial arts belt tied around his waist, crimson arm and shin guards with gold trims, a red scarf tied around his neck which flowed in the wind behind him, and white wrappings on his feet arms and around his biceps, with a connected Ninja face mask hiding all but his eyes with a crimson armor headband protecting his forehead. On his left leg was a pair of holstered Kunai; held by his belt was a group of Shurikens, within a leather sheath held on his back was an extendable Boe Staff akin to the Power Pole, a spear like Kunai attached to a chain was hidden under his right arm in its holster and his Katana's scabbard was held securely in between his hip and belt with the sword in his right hand.

"You are not of my world, 'Akuma'... I shall remove you from it with force if you do not return to your own." The Ninja warned. Akuma did not respond, merely growling.

"And you both are not of this world..." Kuriza interjected. Akuma and the Ninja looked over to Kuriza.

"Are you a Demon too?" The Ninja inquired.

"No, and my only enemies are those who threaten the Earth and its people." Kuriza replied.

"Then we have a common foe, let us fight side by side. I am Shinryu Kasaiko of the Kiyoshi O Ryu clan." The Ninja responded. Kuriza walked over to Shinryu and stood at his side.

"Well then Shinryu, let's deal with this demon." Kuriza spoke. Shinryu nodded and held his sword with both hands. Akuma's eyes glowed again as his aura intensified. Kuriza and Shinryu adopted their respective fighting stances as Akuma powered up, standing side by side; shroud and scarf blowing behind them as lightning struck out in the blood red sky above.

[Unknown Era]

Towa clenched her fist and grated her teeth.

"Why can't I control that human?! The other brute was easily possessed... what is he?" Towa growled.