Planet Earth was the scene where our events would unfold. The starting area: Good ol' New York City. (year 2000)

Jendor was told about a creature that wished to fight him, and where to wait. Naturally, his Saiyan pride was far too great to turn it town...he stood on the top needle of the Empire State Building, waiting, his red hair flowing in the wind, his Saiyan armor reflecting in the sunlight.

Citizens below were going about their daily lives, unaware of what was about to happen...

Unaware was right, in a surprising and sudden emergence from the streets below, for a moment, it looked like area had rippled like a pebble tossed into a tranquil pond, and then, it was vaporized like it hadn't even existed to begin with.
"Well well, the monkey decided to fight in a vintage city!" a voice spoke out to nothing as the storm of dust and debris fell back to reality.
Amongst the screams of those still alive, steps of the source of the voice could still be heard, the light, hollow sound of the boots, the sound of a sheathed blade gently trembling and the revolver, rapping against the figures chest. The all went silent. It was followed by the sounds of howling winds and bitter weather, a storm of ice and thrashing snow was brought down upon the city.
"Do I have your attention almighty Saiyan warrior!?"

He merely frowned. A city turned to dust within seconds...leaving him nothing to play with when he was done with his opponent. The weather didn't seem to phase him that greatly. His floating position didn't change, as his red hair flew wildly around his head, snow and wind battering his armor and bodysuit, his tail also fluttering in the wind.

And to think we were once called barbarians, look at what this...city has become. This might actually be worth the effort.

He then entered his ready position, smiling. It had been a long time since he had a good fight.

"Saiyan! I would have expected you to come to me, but apparently that isn't your style! Thats fine though, I'll just come to you!" the form shouted, and lowered his right hand to the ground, and in a sudden shutter of the earth, a pillar of ancient stone shot up to the heavens, at the top stood the figure, now clear in the light.
his appearance made him look like a madman, two guns at his sides, one looked like a small chambered shotgun and the other was a long barreled revolver. A sword in a sheath on his back. He could have looked like some sort of posing gunman seen in the news, with power all too real. Ethereal Skida had arisen to the challenge. He stood up straight, the storm he had conjured, gradually becoming harsher, but even in this barely visible weather, he could make out the figure of his challenger.
"Lets make this fast, I have places to be and concerns that need to be attended too"

He kept his firm smile as his opponent came into view. Jendor was not easily intimidated, especially at the figure that stood before him.

All you've done is put on a show so far. I hope your actual fighting skill is greater than your displays...because if it's not, this fight is already over!

He then let out a quick yell, as his red hair stood straight upright, and changed to a golden hue. The wind stopped conpletely around him, then started to blow away from him in every direction. A golden aura flared around him. He was in his first Super Saiyan stage.

He then wasted little time, as he flew towards his opponent.

"Haha! But the show will be the most entertaining part!" Ethereal shouted back and simply waved his hand and jumped off the pillar.
In his right hand, a darkened hand mirror had appeared and three rainbowesque orbs orbited around it.
The mirror's shaded glass began to form a pair of eyes, eyes which stared out upon Ethereals target and from there, he activated one of the mirrors abilities, an ability that only makes a match a harsh stalemate.
"I envy your sudden strength, envy it to the point that its worth blessing upon myself!" Ethereal laughed as he watched the incoming saiyan. Ethereals muscles became more defined and he developed his own glow, which was more or less a pale blue, which suited the ever harsher icestorm.
"And now, allow my mastery of Nature entertain you" He spoke and the three orbs around his left hand launched out to counter the warrior.

His pace didn't slow, as he merely put his hands forward, with open palms...then he shot backwards, a yellow energy beam emitting from his open palms to blast apart the incoming orbs. Overkill it may have been, this guy didn't seem worth it to take chances on.

Ethereal watched in utter amusement. His Elemental Wrath orbs may have been negated, but he was able to analyze this monkey mans attacks and skills and so far, he wasn't impressed. For a change of pace, he decided to change his own pace, he changed from falling, to moving forward in the saiyans at an almost illusionary pace, the storm adding to Ethereals favor.
"Now lets see how good you really are!"

He narrowed his eyes, and began to fly forward again. He seemed to dissapear rapidly as he flew forward, dissapearing one spot and reappearing far ahead of where he was. When the two were near-collision, he had his arm bent backward, then threw a straight arm punch to his opponent.

With almost expression, Ethereal grabbed the oncoming fist with his left hand, and dug his fingers into the saiyans knuckles.
"Flashy strength alone won't beat a tainted mirror of a stronger self!" He laughed and pushed his hand forward in a move to break the attackers wrist.

He continued to press forward, putting all his current energy available at the moment into it.

"Tainted mirror of a stronger self?" Wait, he got stronger after displaying that odd mirror..."

Fancy riddles won't give you victory here, only the strong move on!

His wrist almost gave way, until he pulled his arm back, pulling his opponent to himself, then driving his knee to where he held that strange mirror. With that gone, he could actually make a serious effort...if it didn't hit, he'd have to keep trying.

The mirror vanished for a moment, then reformed from a darkened mist.
"You can't destroy my precious possessions that easy!" Ethereal laughed out into the howling winds, continuing his crushing grip on his foes hand.
"It's unfortunate for you that your primitive tactics will be overwhelmed by my superiority!" and with that, he flung his left hand, twisting it, snapping his wrist, but at the same time, the rotation was going to effect his opponents right hand, not that it would matter.

As he was flung, he darted away from his opponent, his wrist...it wouldn't take that long to heal, Saiyans had a knack for healing much faster than humans anyway. He still had the issue of the mirror to deal with though...he narrowed his eyes, and then used a move that Gogeta had used in both his appearances. He hovered forward slowly, but it seemed like punches and kicks were being thrown from nothingness...most aimed for the opponent, and a few ones directed at the mirror, in an attempt to break it, while distracting the opponent.

"Will you ever learn? This mirror does not have glass, but at the same time, it does" Ethereal snarled and snapped his wrist back into place, he flew back one foot and dismissed the mirror, yet his form still remained the same.
With a irritated look in his eyes, he conjured forth twenty of the orbs he had summoned before, all of them casting light like the lighthouse of Alexandria and then shot them forward at his targets punches and kicks. Ethereal clenched his hand into a fist, and all twenty of them exploded in a spectacular display, the rainbow light, cutting through the storm. The regular light was then followed by more darker shades of black, red and green; Dark, Chaos and Poison elements blew forth in all directions. Ethereal didn't even budge as the tainted energies engulfed him, he was going to make sure it hit home.