Disclaimer : This story is pure entertainment, I do not own the rights to Goku/Dragonball Z or Superman/DC Comics, both of whom belong to Akira Toryiama and DC Comics respectively.

Bold - Speaking

Italics - Thinking

Bold Italics - Telepathy

Note from Author : Some characters are Original but hold a purpose. For Example ; Kaizoken is a character made up by my brother, he is the North Kaio and somtimes he is considered a Deity. Take him as a much more powerful and serious version of King Kai.

A dimensional door has been opened, unlike anything that has been opened before. The fabric of space and time warps at the power of this new phenomenon. Time stretches and molds to form around this change and cannot stop under normal means. Goku, the powerful Saiyan warrior watches as the fusion between himself and Vegeta, his ultimate rival dissolves quickly. The two energies began to split and within less than a moment the one was two. Goku's smile caused an annoyed expression on the Saiyan Prince's face, not bothering Goku in the least. A few hours passed by and Vegeta was lounging on a chair near the bloody pool. Goku chose to stick around figuring that Vegeta was a bit lonely down there.

"Hey Vegeta, I can talk to King Yemma about-"

"No Kakarot! I will not receive a pity overturn to my sentence. I will not apologize for what I did, even under Babidi's control I kill hundreds...thousands before that while under Frieza's command...I've made my quarters and have to live in it."

Tilting his head to the side and gaining a sly smile, "Oh come on...if you come up to Heaven we can fight for however you waaaant..." He spoke like a child trying to tempt another in a persuasive manner. All his little tempting did was gain a look of displeasure and glaring from the Prince. "Oh you'll fight me anyways Kakarot...not even different realms could keep us from this...FIGHT!"

The Prince lunged a landed six punches, two in the guy, three in the face and one leg kick that swept Goku off his feet to his side. Landing on his side, Goku went to hand spring up but a swift knee to his gut knocked him into the air and through some of the constructs that Janemba created, causing a massive spider web shattering to happen within the one Goku hit head on. Nearly going through the object, Goku suddenly stopped and looked around.

Vegeta noticed his opponent's bewildered expression all too well and halted his assault. Within Goku's mind he was contacted by his old friend Kaizoken. "Goku, this is Kaizoken, you and Vegeta arn't kickin eachother's ass without me as the third opponent are ya?" He was an exceptionally powerful being, taking the position back from King Kai as the North Guardian of the Universe. "Oh come on Kaizoken, You know I can't control Vegeta." There was a silence but that was quickly shattered. "You know that I wouldn't contact you without reason, Janemba's damage to the universe is not going away. It seems to be...amplified by something."

"What is it?" Goku was very curious, the destruction of Janemba should have reversed the damage that was done to the Mortal and spiritual realm but apparently not. His question gave Kaizoken Pause and that was something of note. "...If I knew this I would deal with it personally." The tone used was one of uttermost confidence and of wanting. "Goku I need you to see if there is any...whoa!" The air and reality was shifting around and there was heavy static electricity in the air as everything was warping, shifting and changing colors. Goku and Vegeta heard nothing...then there was laughter...a strange sadistic Laughter.

Meanwhile in another dimension...

Smoke bellowed from chimneys of a ruthless town, Gotham City. The night was cover for a very infamous man...the Batman. He was prowling the night looking for clues as to find his arch nemesis. Stalking through a dark alleyway, he stood just within the edges of the shadows peering out to see lights on in an old warehouse. "Cliche'." About to step forth from the shadows, Batman paused in his motions as three thugs walked by, melee weapons in hand. "Amateurs." With a motion of his hand the Dark Knight pulled his grappling hook from his side and sent it out flying. The end wrapped around the middle end goon's ankles and he dropped to his chest with an "Oomph!" Using his superior physical prowess and leverage the Batman pulled the goon into the shadows with him.

Being the fools goons were known to be, they followed their comrade into the shadowy trap. A few punches, knees and finally a double guillotenee take down to both of them put the small group out. With that side's guards down he could make his way inside with no problem of setting an alarm off or anything to keep him from his foe. Hopping the fence? Easy. Cutting through the thin metal walls to the side of the warehouse? Done in a quickness. Now...the inside being empty? Rather tidy for the Joker and his posse. Creeping inside, his night vision concluded there was indeed nothing inside, not even left over tools from it's legit days. "Strange..." Shifting the spectrum of his goggles, hoping to spot anything out of the ordinary.

There was nothing...but he looked around in ultraviolet light...there was something there...something that...gave off an energy. There was a sound that broke his thought process and his mind was in two places. He was tackled to the ground...well not tackled more like body pressed to the floor. A small body ended up pinning him down for a moment and he knew exactly who it was. Pale face, curvy body, tight suit...Harley Quinn. "Hiya Bats! Mista J! I got 'em!" "You got me huh? Try again." A swift motion of his hand moving to backhand her, the woman was knocked off the larger body. Sitting up there was the familiar cackling of the Joker.

"AhahahahahaBwahaah! Hello, Hello again Batman! Come to partake in some hosue cleaning with us? No? Haha well too bad, looks like we beat you to the...punch!"

A trap door opened up under him and a spring powered boxing glove shot out and landed flush on his chin. Had he not stepped back it would have striked his testicles. "uurgh!" Batman was knocked through the metal wall of the warehouse and his back dragged a little along the dirt. Harley qas close behind with a Bazooka, firing it quickly while yelling out "Shazzamo!" The Rocket's trajectory was easy to calculate and with the right moves, Batman easily flipped over it, then landed in a running start. Quinn looked to regret her move right then and there as a dark heel met her face and sent her back into the warehouse.

Once back inside he looked up seeing the Joker pointing and laughing at his girl's position. Bruce flung a batarang at him, but missed by an inch and hit a pipe causing steam to shoot out. It caused a dense fog that the Joker disappeared into, but was still up there. The quick climb took no time at all, less then three seconds and he was leveled with Joker. The laughter was keeping his position in general knowledge. Batman sent out a few more ranged rangs but the laughter persisted. "Oh come on Bats! Your aim is off! That was not even close!" He took a few moments to analyze the situation and he leaped down onto the ground.

In due time the Joker came out of the fog and was met with another batarang but leaped out of the way. He began to laugh again but little did he know the weapon was one of Bruce's little remote controlled ones. As if came soaring back around it went through the Joker's back and out his chest!...with ease. "A holographic projection...should have figured that." The Joker would have been burned from the hot steam and was unscathed from such heat. The hologram faded and there was a loud boom.

"Ahaha time to get this fun really going! Lets see...ahha! This should do the trick!"

The Joker appeared from nothing, a cloaking device of some sort. There was a large clown head, complete with a jester hat and Joker stood upon one of the ends of the split ends. His hand was glowing slight with a strange light. "A compliment of Mr. Myxlipa...Maxlipa...I can never say his name right!" He laughed a little...not really funny even to himself, the little imps name was so unpronounceable and annoying. Clenching his fist, the large head opened it's mouth and many tongues shot out of the opening and looked like thick ribbons as well. Batman's quick thinking and gymnastic helped him leap around and throw explosive battarangs at the approaching binding agents but it was inevitable. After about six full minutes of evading and destroying many waves of tongue ribbons, Batman was bound in too many of them to move.

The Joker leaped from the large head and the similar grin on his face was...different, expecting almost. "Hehehe...now lets hope this game gets more exciting before the sun comes up..."

Without warning and without sound there was a large puff of smoke and both men ended up with a coughing fit. Once the smoke cleared and their fits were over a childish voice was heard above them. A small person in a cartoonist version of Batman;s outfit floated above them. "Never fear! Bat Mite is here!"

The look in the Joker's eyes...and his face contorted to a level even Batman knew...his plans were of the most extreme. "Perfect."

Alright how was that for a first chapter? forgive me if I seem a little rusty, its been about three years sense I had the inspiration to write up a story like this. Expect the second chapter in about two to three weeks at max.