Abel the Saiyan.

Abel was born on May 7th, 2036 on Earth.

His father was Vegeta and his mother was Bulma.

After a few years, he became the youngest Super Saiyan at the age of 3. Then, by the time he was five, he was transported to another world.

A small capsule made from the capsule corporation, capsule number 99, transported him to Xanada. This planet was in the the outer reaches of space. Far, far away from even the North Kai's range.

Now, as a five year old, Abel was looking at his surroundings.

On the stage in front of him, a man was holding a microphone. His heart could be seen beating against his chest, and the drum beat from it whispered with him.

"I... I am near the last of my seven years! Since I am not of royal blood, I cannot possess the Saiyan system any longer! Who ever wishes to receive the system, you must come up on stage to fight for it! Finally, when no one is left to fight... I will grant you the system."

"No! You can't die Armesi... Please!!! Without you who will protect us from those golden apes!"

"SSHHHH.... If I postpone this any longer, we'll lose the saiyan system.... Who of you be brave and kind step up to the tournament line!"

Abel sighed and plopped down as two men with strong Ki flew onto the cobblestone tournament ground. One of them was young and upbeat. The other younger and handsome with a much stronger aura.

The match started with a light ding, and the two immediately sent ki blasts and switched blows.

Instantly, though, the more handsome and demur fellow slammed his foot into the back of the neck.

"Yesss! I Win!"

The footwork from that sweet sounding fellow cracked the audience into tears. The cheerful boy swept into the out of bounds range.

"Victor, Charrex!"

Abel sighed and flew up onto the marble like stone. His dad would say something like, 'Stop thinking so much and start using your fists!'

He came here just moments ago, but a saiyan system sounded cool. Why think right now? His father told him if you see an opportunity take it!

He activated his Ki and a brisk wind swept around him.

His opponent on the stage acknowledged him by activating his Ki as well. Two fires on the opposite ends of the stage fumed underneath the moonlight. The town was daringly quiet as if talking would be a sin.

The anticipation built until the bell rang and the dong vibrated with joy.

At this moment, it was Abel versus Charrex. One of them a natural Saiyan, and the other an Acuri.

These Acuri were tortured by the Saiyan's since Frieza sent them hundreds of years ago. However, in those hundreds of years, the never ending full moon had transformed them.

When Saiyans were in their Ape form for too long, they'd eventually start uncovering instincts not available to regular saiyans. After twenty years, half of the apes reached SSJ1 and now after a hundred years a few even reached SSJ3.

Abel was here in a world only a few miles away from the golden apes. If he was lucky, there would be no attacks tonight.

These gigantic apes were crazy and mindless. The moonlight had made them that way. The Full moon must have been a drug. They were sick and powerful because of that beautiful moon.

Abel, though, had no tail as was custom in his family. He didn't even notice the large red moon hovering in the sky.

All he saw was his opponent, and he tightened his fists and coiled up his tendons. In the next moment, he blasted forward and arrived.

"Hmph, weakling!" Charrex said and threw out his fist.

Abel could only laugh and use instantaneous movement.

"Savant Flash!"

"Boom!"

The blast came out of Abel's hand sending the prideful Charrex burning into the pavement. After a few hops, he skirted on the edge. The next moment, the weight from his head circled him onto the ground.

The air in the stadium blew, but everyone was not clapping.

"Who are you," Armesi asked, his hair was long and glowing gold as if he had turned SSJ3.