Chapter 1

Sairo stared into the sky whilst lying down, with a piece of wheat in his mouth ('to be like those slack jawed yokels in the west' he told himself). He didn't have a real home since he landed 3 days ago, and his saiyan armour was already a little dirty, to his distaste. Sairo was a man who liked his appearance to be sharp, exactly like his battle skills. A motor rumbled in the distance, blasting pop songs as it came closer. Sairo sighed. He heard the engine cut near his location and footsteps heading towards him.

"Hey, this is Vortex territory! What the hell are you doing here? And what's with the ridiculous getup? Going to some NERD convention?" One of the gang members said to Sairo. The other members erupted into laughter. Sairo sighed. He replied in an icy voice,

"Haven't you got anything better to do except for messing with people you shouldn't?" The man who spoke earlier, who seemed to be the gang leader, simply laughed and said,

"Oh you think you're such a smarty huh? Can you do maths? Do you really think you can beat us? You vs 10 others?" Sairo took some time before he got up and grumbled about how he lost precious relaxation time. He then simply replied to the earlier question,

"Try me." The leader beckoned for the others to bring out their weapons and attack straightaway. Sairo just stood there, cross-armed and laughing. He was laughing so hard he fell to the floor clutching his sides from the pain of laughter. As one of the gang members were about to strike him he vanished. Sairo reappeared and roundhouse kicked each one of the thugs into each other without breaking a sweat and ended in a crouching position. He looked up to see what the outcome was. Most of them formed a perfect circle in a bowing position but others were more crooked (in the sense that their necks were snapped). Sairo sighed. 'I'm out of touch', he said to himself. He went over to the gang's van, lifted it using just his hand, and threw it into the gang circle. He then proceeded to shoot a finger beam into the engine. After a few moments the van blew up, taking the rest of the gang members that weren't dead already. Sairo sighed. There was a big hole in the ground where he was previously lying. It was the best spot in this place as well. The sea wasn't too far off, providing a beautiful view. Sairo had an idea. The cliff edge thankfully had a beach at the bottom. Sairo went to the edge of the cliff and placed a finger on the ground. He started to float upwards, but not too far. He concentrated his Ki into a sword like beam. Sairo swiftly flew in a large arc shape around the crater whilst keeping his finger firmly placed in the ground. When he was done he slammed a drop kick into the sectioned land so that it forced its way into the ground. He kept on doing this until the section was level with the beach below, which slightly rose from the method of levelling off. He then started to dig his way through one of the walls until it formed a cosy enough cave. This'll do for now, he thought to himself. After all, it would serve him well for what the future held for him…