Ander's face seemed to darken as he remembered the saiyan that had come to their village and terrorised them all. Their last meeting had ended with the resurrection of the namekian by his nemesis. Ander still did not understand why he was resurrected, but only that he could never allow Velen to repeat those actions. The saiyan must be stopped before he destroyed another race of people. It was this motivation that saw Ander to where he was in present. He had just finished his basic training exercises on his space ship, when a low siren announced their close vicinity to the planet Icer. Looking out from his solitary viewing platform, Ander took a moment to stare at the strange planet.
"Where is the life?" he asked as there was no greenery in his line of sight. It was like a blue and white desert when seen from afar.
Ander took one last look at the planet before packing his stuff away in the ship and started to get his gear on. He had no idea what kind of environment he was going into so he had to be ready for a fight as soon as he landed. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a tiny little ball of fire entering the planet's atmosphere. It looked like his saiyan friend had beaten him to it. But only just...

Velen looked out his tiny space pod window. It was supremely frustrating that he was traveling backwards into the planet so he was looking out at space, but there was nothing he could do about it so he may as well enjoy the view. Then he saw some thing very interesting. A ship, like the ones he saw in his small run through planet namek, was coming closer. His smile broadened as he realised that he now had an alternative route home. From what he had seen of the nameks, they were all pushovers so his taking that ship after it landed shouldn't be too much trouble for the saiyan. This made his landing a whole lot more fun. He attached his tiny oxygen tank to his mouth, only big enough for a few minutes of air, and his eyes flashed with amusement at what he was about to do. He slammed his fist into the glass of the pod, watching it shatter away into the flames of the atmospheric layer.
He grabbed the edges of the broken screen, relishing the pain coming from the glass finding it's way into his skin. It had been so long since he had stretched his muscles, let alone pushed them, that any activity felt amazing.
Velen pulled himself out of the space pod and pushed a little away from it, holding on with just one hand. When the moment was right, he pushed the pod away from him, so that it landed about a mile away from where he was to land. Using the currently flaming ship as a distraction, he landed square on top of three soldiers, using them to break his fall. Looking around to check if his entrance made as much of an effect as he wanted, Velen was slightly disappointed that the three soldiers had died before they could even scream. He rolled over onto his stomach and threw a lose arm off his chest. The soldiers he had landed on were definitely worse for the wear, dead and in pieces.
Velen finally made it to his feet, slightly bruised but mostly unharmed, and a frown began to crease his face. His entrance was definitely not as grand as he had hoped.
Slightly annoyed he began to walk towards where his ship had landed when suddenly the ball of flame shot up in a giant explosion. Velen heard screams in the distance and another explosion. It seemed his ship, in its dying moment, had taken a few lives and started off a small chain of explosions. The saiyan began running towards the fire burning in the distance, chuckling to himself all the way.