(Rewrite) Dragon Ball: The Saiyan Revenge

The Beginning of the End!

Hello!

Just a quick note from your constantly absent fan fiction author. This is a rewrite of my original fan fiction story The Saiyan Revenge. I decided to rewrite it because I didn't like some stuff I wrote and because I forgot where the story was supposed to go after my two years' absence. However, if you've read the original version, you might recognize some scenes but even the parts that I'm keeping will be different to some extent. Also, I apologize in advance for poor grammar!

I hope old followers will like the new version. And new readers as well!

Disclaimer: Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, GT, and Super belong together with their characters to Fuji Tv, Toei Animation, Shueisha and Akira Toriyama.

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Dark clouds sailed over the sky. Smoke rose from the ground as the scorching flames spread across the city. Tall buildings crumbled as the wind passed by. Lifeless bodies were scattered on the streets or trapped under the rubble. As the wind traveled through the empty, ruined city, a scream reached the sky.

A lone survivor ran from something. The man's arms were covered in bruises. Sweat flew off his pale face as he tried to run away. As he flailed with his arms, a golden watch dropped on the ground. The fat-looking man didn't care about it at all, the only thing on his mind was to escape. He looked around and suddenly stopped, but only for a second.

The man ran toward an open car. A faint smile, beaming with hope appeared on his wrinkled face. He jumped into the seat and tried to start the engine. Once he managed to turn the car on, he couldn't but laugh. He was about to drive out of this wrecked city when something caught his attention.

He stared at the flames for a couple of seconds. Slowly, his eyes began to widen as he saw a shadow. His hands shook. He was only able to watch as the dark figure emerged from the flames. Fueled by fear, the man yelled and hit the pedal.

The car was going at full speed toward the wild-haired man. Inside the car, the old man tried his best to control it, but since he hasn't driven a car in ages, he had some trouble. He wanted to turn the car around, however, he lost control of it. Instead of driving away, he was going straight for the monster. Scared, he closed his eyes and lowered the head as the car was about to hit the beast.

A loud bang echoed over the place. The wheels were still going at it, however, the car didn't budge from the spot. Realizing the car wasn't moving, the old man lifted his head. His mouth was wide open as he stared into the dark, cold eyes. He couldn't do a thing. The man simply watched the figure in front of him rip out the engine and throw it away.

Suddenly, the black-haired man started to move. His brown pupils followed the monster who approached the driver's door. Drenched in sweat, he could only stare at the beast's diabolic grin. Before he could blink, he felt fingers curl around his throat. Without any further notice, he was sent flying out of the car. He fell with his head on the ground.

"Uh, n-no..."

Blood and sweat combined and dripped from the man's chin. The unfortunate man tried to crawl away, but he had no chance of escaping. A heavy boot pinned him against the ground. It was hard to breathe. Tears created a puddle on the ground while he wet his pants. His entire body quivered as the pressure increased. He could feel every bone in his body slowly break. It was painful, but the pressure suddenly disappeared.

The man blinked in confusion. He wondered what happened. After a couple of seconds, he summoned enough courage to look behind. A mistake. In a flash, his body was struck with a heavy kick. The blow shattered everything. Blood gushed out of his mouth as he was sent flying. The poor man fell right into the scorching flames that instantly swallowed him.