Prologue

12 years ago, His small form darted left and right through the hoards of changeling warriors, each one falling seconds after passing by the young saiya-jin. "You fools don't realize that we saiya-jins are the most powerful race of beings in the universe! I myself will demonstrate the full power of my people!" With that, the boy grinned and turned towards his assailants, his black gi starting to flap in the wind while he formed a deep blue aura about him. His grin slowly gave way to sharp pain as his hair stood on end, snapping the band around his ponytail apart, the strands of hair streaming into a bright golden color as he uncoiled his tail.

"Shit......he's a suupaa saiya-jin!!!!", one of the changelings screamed, as he spun around and ran towards their nearby armored assault craft. The boy zanzokened in front of him and drilled his fist through the creature's stomach, the splash of blood on his face causing his rage to swell to unbelievable proportions until he became a torrent of death, his punches and kicks raining down on the helpless aliens, until nothing remained of them except the blood running off his hands.

Turning to the sky, the boy let his aura fall from him, letting his billowing hair fall gently back to its raven form while sighing heavily. "Yet another planet that belonged to that bastard Furiiza now lies in ruins. If only I could meet this Kakarotto who killed him, maybe we could recreate the empire that once reigned supreme throughout the universe. Till then, I guess I'll find solace killing off his former minions.