Authors Note: This story is what happens when you replay Dragonball Xenoverse, rewatch the DBZ movies and the Abridged, all while reading Highschool DxD for the first time. In other words, inspiration. And so, this came out. I'll add some stuff later to clear up some of the ways the universes differ from canon, but for now I hope you guys like this.
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(Oh, and I don't own either franchise. DB and all related belong to Akira Toriyama, the granddaddy of imported anime, and Highschool DxD is owned by Ishibumi Ichiei and Mishima Hiroji. Please support the official releases.
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In Otherworld, in the skies high above the planet of the Sacred World of the Kais, titans clashed. The air shook with thunder, and mountains were turned to gravel with the ease of glass shattering. Bright blasts of energy, yellow, red, and blue, turning the skies into a blaze of fireworks and smoke. Humanoid bodies flew through the air at superhuman speeds, breaking the sound barrier over and over again.
As the battle continued, a man on the planet's surface watched in horror. He had purple skin, pointed ears, and long white hair. He clutched at his head as he stared upwards.
"Why?" He whined. "Why do they have to destroy my planet!?" He wailed. "This isn't a spar, it's a warzone!"
"It's your fault." He turned to see an old man sitting behind him, sipping peacefully at his tea. The old man was also ignoring the fight in favor of leering at the nude magazine spread out before him. Shorter than his counterpart, with darker purple skin, a small mustache, and rapidly disappearing hairline, the perverted old man giggled manically as he continued to read.
"They told me they just wanted a quick spar!" The younger man whined.
The old man scoffed, his pity lacking. "The most powerful beings in the universe wanted a quick spar? Hey, why don't you invite Lord Beerus!? Maybe he'd like to join in, so that way the whole planet goes instead of just one continent heheheheheheh!"
Kibito Kai frowned at Elder Kai, who ignored him completely in favor of the magazine once more. Seeing he would get no sympathy from his fellow Kai, he looked back at the fight. Another explosion turned a lake into a valley, flash-steaming the whole body of water.
"I suppose," Kibito Kai said sadly. "I can borrow the Dragon Balls later to wish it all fixed."
He winced as a pair of golden ki discs sliced several mountains to pieces.
"And make it indestructible while I'm at it."
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There are few things in the world as exhilarating as a good fight. The breakneck speeds as you dodge and return blows. The sweat flying from your fists. The feel of ki flowing through you until your skin feels like its going to explode. A good fight is the best feeling in the world.
Although I might be biased in that opinion.
I was in the middle of combat with some of the greatest warriors of time and space. It had been an impromptu thing. Just meeting up and talking at first. But I think we'd all known what was going to happen.
And now, I was trading blows with Piccolo, trying my best to get past the guard he'd set up. As my fists slammed into his arms, the Namekian grinned. "You've gotten stronger."
I didn't have time to thank him for the compliment, as he suddenly boosted away from me. I felt the sudden surge of ki behind me and turned to see a short bald man with six dot on his forehead charging a ridiculously familiar attack.
"KAME…" A blue light glowed between Krillins hands as he grinned. "…HAME…"
No time to dodge. I winced, and crossed my arms over my chest. This would hurt.
"…HAA!"
The Kamehameha slammed into me like a freight train. I desperately brought my ki to bear, using it as a small 'shield' as I withstood the force. Luckily for me, this battle was a free-for-all, and Krillin's focus on me left him open.
Krillin's attack was cut short when a woman kicked him in the face.
Krillin's attack ended as he yelped in pain, rubbing his nose. "Ahhh! What the hell 18?"
"Don't let your guard down." 18 said with her usual confident tone. The blonde powerhouse was in her husband's face immediately, forcing him on the defensive as they traded blows at superhuman speed.
I didn't let that distract me, instead shooting off towards another target, this one with blonde hair as well, on glowing. He spun to see me, and grinned.
Like that, we were charging each other. I charged a green ball of energy in my hand and tried to slam into his chest, only for him to duck around it, wincing.
"Please don't use Broly's techniques." Gohan said with a small smile. The smile widened when I didn't let my miss stop me from going into another move, our moves smooth as we began trading blows and techniques over and over. I managed to grapple him long enough to kick him away, and fired a purple blast of energy that left him careening through the sky.
The teenage fighter stopped himself in midflight, light green eyes shinning brightly. "Good one." He grinned, a bit of his Saiyan blood rising to the fore. "But Galick Gun isn't going to do it. So lets kick things up a notch!"
With unspoken agreement we both reached deep within ourselves. I couldn't help the giddy grin as I found that pool of energy that represented my greatest form.
Beyond Kaioken, my answer to the Super Saiyan states, an ability that was all me. My full potential. And of course, Gohan, the first person to ever reach that level of power, was right there with me.
We stood across from each other. He was smirking confidently, a blue white aura surrounding him. I was grinning like loon, filled with fierce joy. It had taken a lot to reach this level. So worth it though.
Before we could clash though, two more fighters appeared nearby. Two fighters whose energy I could barely sense, and only because of my own training. Gohan and me turned to see them.
The two greatest of their race, legendary across the universe, and now the equals of Beerus himself (At about eighty percent power that is).
Goku laughed, his blue hair blowing in the wake of his own power. "You guys are having fun!" He smirked dangerously, getting into his stance. "Mind if we cut in!?"
Vegeta scowled, his hair just as blue, and ki just as monstrously powerful as Goku's. "Hmf. Well as long as we can have our battle afterwards Kakorott!" His eyes turned to me, and his scowl turned into a murderous grin. "Well then my former student. Let's make sure you haven't been slacking!"
A sane person would have been horrified. They would have quit. They would simply lied there and hoped that the journey to the afterlife went smoothly. This was Goku and Vegeta. They had faced monsters the likes of which civilizations had feared, and come out alive. They could destroy planets in the time it took to sneeze.
A sane person would have ran screaming.
Gohan and I didn't get to the power levels we had by being sane. Piccolo, 18, and even Krillin. We had all been there, in the trenches, and come out on top. We were worthy of this battle.
Gohan and I turned to face the Super Saiyans beyond Super Saiyans. Piccolo took a spot alongside us, quickly followed by 18.
Krillin groaned as he came to float alongside us. "Are we seriously going to do this you guys?"
I finally spoke. I told my fellow human, and former sensei of one thing.
That this is what we did.
He grinned sheepishly at that. "Yeah." He got into his stance. "Well Goku, Vegeta? Bring it!"
The two Saiyans grinned, and shot forward to meet us.
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My name is Oishi. Three years ago, I was summoned by the dragon Shenron, and brought to Toki Toki City by Trunks Briefs, a legendary warrior, and protector of time. Apparently Shenron had chosen me at random from a list of candidates. There are probably universe where others were brought forth. In this timeline, it was me.
One hundred percent human, with maybe two techniques to my name, and power level weaker than your average Saibaman. I never told Trunks, but the only thing that got me past my first fight with Raditz was pure stubbornness.
That bastard almost took me apart when we first fought. Even with Goku and Piccolo, already legendary warriors in their own right, helping me, I nearly died fighting him. I think on some level I needed that. That lesson of just what was at stake. Of how much I had to learn about martial arts, of far a person had to go to even stand in this new world, let alone be of use.
After that first mission, I put everything I had into training. I didn't know why Shenron picked me. But I had a job to do. And I put everything on the line to do it. I learned every technique I could, learning styles alongside my fellow Time Patrollers, taking on the Parallel Quests created by Trunks' mother, Bulma Briefs, to become stronger, to obtain the equipment and skills I needed to survive.
I'm lucky. I know that now. It's kinda scary to think about what would have happened without Trunks and the Supreme Kai of Time by my side, giving me access to teachers and skills I needed. Even with them, I almost died. But I got stronger. Me, a normal human, and I went from getting thrashed by Raditz to going toe to toe with Majin Buu.
Of course, there was the reason for why I was even summoned. Two people from the future, Towa and Mira.
God I hated them.
On some level I could at least respect Mira. He was like me. A blue skinned android with white hair, buil like a tank, he acted like a fighter trying to find the next challenge. Even for all his arrogance, that was something I could understand, and it's why I fought so hard to match him, and eventually beat him. He's the closest thing to rival I had until Demigra showed up.
Towa on the other hand. So smug and self-satisfied. Always mocking me, that little smirk on her face as her voice slithered against my ears, telling how fruitless my efforts were. Taking control of heroes and villains alike, boosting their power forcing me to take them on, breaking my fists on iron hard skin as her laugh filled my mind.
I spent hours training with nothing but the motivation of smacking that smirk off her face.
In the end though, Towa and her android turned out to be pawns of someone bigger. A former enemy of the Supreme Kai of Time. Demigra. Known as the Demon God, he had been trapped outside of time 75 millions years ago but the pink Kai, and had been working all that time to come out.
That guys was a jerk.
There were a lot of battles. Frieza, Cell, Buu, all found themselves boosted by the power of Demigra, coming back to life to challenge every attempt to fix the timeline. And then, Lord Beerus. Known as the Kami of Destruction.
The second strongest person I've ever fought. Me and Goku brought everything we had to the table. I used every technique I had, looking for every opening I could. Goku used the power of his fellow Saiyans to reach the form known as Super Saiyan God, reaching a level of power beyond anything we'd ever seen.
And even then, it was only the fact that Beerus seemed to see the pair of us as interesting that kept us alive. Like I said. Lucky.
Demigra tried to take over Beerus' mind in the middle of our battle. That was his first mistake. Beerus easily ignored the attempt, and became livid, swearing to destroy Demigra no matter the cost. Trunks, in a decision that I will always hold over his head, decided to challenge Beerus for the right to battle Demigra. Along with Whis.
Whis will forever be the worst person I've ever fought. He was so kind as well. Complimenting me on my techniques as I bled and broke from the mildest blows he lazily directed at me. He disappeared every time I felt even moments from scratching him, only politely tap my shoulder from behind and send me flying.
Beerus and Whis are the only people I've never truly defeated. And with Whis, that title will last a long time.
Still, Trunks and I passed the test. Beerus toke a nap. Whis bid us good luck. All that was left was Demigra.
It took everything we had to beat him. Demigra used every trick he had to try and kill us. It turned into a game of one-upmanship. He brought Buu, Frieza, and Cell. Supreme Kai of Time sent me and Goku to take them down. He appeared in Toki Toki City, and proclaimed himself the new ruler. I took him on. He took over Trunks. I beat down my best friend. Goku came back, his latest boost in power making him immune to Demigra's possession. So Demigra tried to me over.
Supreme Kai of Time defended me against that attack. To this day, the most terrified I've ever been is when I thought I would be turned into a monster.
After this constant back and forth, he sort of… lost his mind. He teleported into the Time Vault. A large room containing magical scrolls holding the events of different periods of history going back to the beginning of time. In that moment, he planned to destroy the vault, and remake history in his image.
There, he killed me.
I don't know how I came back. Goku says I simply appeared, helped him, and ran off to fight Demigra. I don't know. What I do know is that I followed the mad demon king. There, in his former prison of massive crystals floating in a land of darkness, we clashed.
It was awesome. Everything I went through, fighting alongside my heroes. All too finally have a battle of my very own, against an opponent who should have outclassed me, and coming out his equal. Me, a human, putting Demigra down. There's no feeling better for a martial artist than taking on a strong opponent and bringing him down.
In the end, with the energy of my masters I brought down the would-be king, using a Kamehameha I haven't been able to replicate since to turn him to dust. Like I said. Awesome.
Since then, my job has been cleanup. Taking care of the last remnants of Demigra's plans, training alongside my masters and fellow Time Patrollers. I was feeling pretty good about life.
Of course, as I found myself getting knocked out by the combined blows of Goku and Vegeta, slamming into the ground, I reminded myself that there was always someone better.
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"Man, that new form's no joke!" Krillin chucked, then winced at the pain that shot through him with the laugh.
We were all resting in a crater left by one of our attacks, simply trying to rest.
Goku, who was in his base form, laughed sheepishly as I threw Krillin one of healing capsules, which the bald monk took with a grin. "Sorry Krillin. I've been fighting Vegeta and Whis so often lately I kinda don't know my own strength."
"No need to apologize Kakarott." The Prince of Saiyans turned to Gohan and me. "I understand the bald man, but you both need more training! That was pathetic! You're playing in the big leagues, so get back to work!"
Gohan sighed. "Come on Vegeta! I'm trying to be a professor, I don't have a lot of time to train anymore."
"Then spend a few days in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber." Piccolo said, putting his turban on. "I know things are peaceful, but that's no excuse for letting your abilities go to waste."
"And you don't even have that excuse!" Vegata barked at me. I sighed as my old masters sharp eyes glared at me. "As the only human I know worth a damn in a fight," He ignored Krillin's muffled 'hey!' "You can't slack on your training! Especially with that job of yours!"
In an odd way, this was Vegeta showing he cared. He'd probably be just as harsh if Goku or his own son was falling behind in strength.
It didn't make seeing my every attack getting slapped aside by bursts of blue aura any less annoying to watch.
The five of us had done damage sure. But not enough to put them down. Not even close. Kamehamehas, Destruct-o-disks, Galick Guns, even the Sphere of Destruction I'd learned from Beerus, all did nothing close to permanent damage.
I think we were all thinking about that. Piccolo sat nearby, seemingly deep in meditation. His clenched fist said different. Krillin and Gohan were laughing just a bit, but anyone could see the light in their eyes. The light that only came when a new limit had to be surpassed.
As for me, I knew it was time to see if there any new Parallel Quests. Back to training.
18 had been ignoring us all in favor of stretching out her body. Unlike the rest of us, her android body only needed a bit of time to return to full power thanks to the engine within her. She could probably fight for centuries if need be, as long as her opponents didn't completely outclass her.
Now, she turned to look at me. "Hey brat." I gave her my attention. "Looks like you have a call." She threw over my scouter, which was vibrating slightly. She came up and sat next to Krillin, who gave her a love struck grin.
Blinking, I put on the device. Ignoring Vegeta, who was now back to berating a sheepish Gohan ('Why do you even waste time with Super Saiyan anymore!? Just go into your Ultimate form damnit!') I answered and greeted the person as Goku pulled Vegeta away from his oldest son.
"Come back now!" Trunks voice was loud enough to be heard by the rest, who turned to look over at me. "Something is going on with the scrolls!"
I shared a frown with the others as I told Trunks I'd be right over.
"What do you think it is?" Krillin asked, the old warrior sensing what we all could. The storm that was coming.
"You need me to take you home?" Goku asked me, face worried.
I shook my head, telling him I had it handled. After all, I'd long since learned Instant Transmission as well.
"All right then. Good luck!" The Saiyan from gave me a wave as his Prince scowled.
"And keep training damnit!" His face softened just a bit. "And uh…" He coughed. "Tell Trunks I said hi."
I grinned. If there was any reason Vegeta was one of my favorite masters, it was that hidden softspot of his. Saying my goodbyes, I thought of home, and lifted my hand to place two finger on my forehead. Before I left, I managed to hear Kibito Kai running over and yelling at us about the destruction of him.
Then I was gone.
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"It's been like this for the last few minutes." Trunks said grimly. He was wearing his usual coat, his sword strapped securely to his back. "They just keep doing that."
The Supreme Kai of Time shook her head. "I've never seen anything like this. It's like the scrolls can't make up their minds." The large white owlike being next to her trilled, sounding as confused as the rest of us.
I gave the bird a look. Tokitoki still confused me. I still had no idea what he was, or why Demigra had thought he was so important. All I knew was that he could apparently 'create' time. Which made no sense to me. Then again, that's why I wasn't the Kai of Time.
I looked back at the pile of scrolls opened before them. All were showing images of something impossible. The future. Our future.
I watched one that showed Trunks fighting desperately against Cell over Toki Toki City. The powerful being was smirking as strange circles with weird symbols glowed on his skin. Every blow Trunks dealt was blocked by a strange barrier. As I watched, Cell charged his Perfect Shot attack, a green energy blast I'd also learned that took a few seconds to charge before being fired. Only now it was instantaneous, and sent Trunks flying back like a cannon, showing more power than it had with none of the waiting time.
Another scroll showed me, taking on Kid Buu. The Majin was taking all my best shots with glee, showing no concern for any of my blows. My Spirit Sword, a blade of ki made to pierce through anything, shattered on his chest. As I watched, Kid Buu missed a blow at my chest and instead slammed into the ground. Just like that, all of Toki Toki City's main platform shattered. A place built to withstand supernovas, turned to rumble with an errant blow. Kid Buu laughed silently with glee as he flew towards the other me.
Then there was Frieza. He was in his new Golden Form, taking on Goku and Vegeta. And he was outpacing them. Members of his ace were generally fast, that was true. But this was insane. He had already been a powerhouse, but what the scroll was showing was Frieza so quick that Goku and Vegeta, even in their new forms, were obviously moving in slow motion to him. Goku and Vegeta suddenly fell in a series of blows that I could only barely see.
As the two most powerful heroes in existence fell dead, I could see the other Time Patrollers and Z-Fighters fighting in the background. Every villain we had ever faced, from Appule to Omega Shenron, was tearing apart my home.
And floating high above the chaos was a person. A man I guessed. He watched the carnage as men and women were turned into little more than corpses. And as the four of us watched, he laughed. Long and hard, he laughed and laughed.
"Who is that?" Trunks asked, turning towards us. Me and Kai could only shake our heads. Whoever the man was, he didn't exist the history we knew.
"This is all so wrong." Kai pouted. "The scrolls don't show future event, only past moments. For them to do this…"
I asked the question that had been on my mind. Namely, what could we do to prevent this?
The Kai frowned. She placed a hand on her chin, thinking as Trunks and me waited. For all her seeming youth, the Supreme Kai of Time had spent millions of years studying these scrolls. If anyone could figure this out, she could.
"I have no idea what to do."
…First time for everything I guess.
"For right now," She said softly. "I'm going to find out where the interference is coming from. If we can track what is causing these images, we can get started on stopping this," She waved at the image of my corpse being thrown to the ground, Kid Buu's fist having caved in my chest. "From happening."
We all nodded. I only had more question to ask. A simple one.
Namely, what was with the chess set? One scroll showed only a chess board. Only one half had pieces, all of which glowed red. Fifteen in all.
No one had an answer to that.
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Across the universe, Issei Hyoudou, known as Ise by his friends, was in tears. He'd been asked by a girl. A cute girl no less! Amano Yuuma-chan, a beautiful girl. With oppai even!
After so many years of thinking of himself as unpopular, he was finally on his way!
As Ise slowly drifted away from Yuuma, he didn't notice the sinister grin that sprouted on her face. A murderous grin, one that only a monster would make.
What a fool. Thinking a dream come true was on its way, and never knowing about the monster on the door of the world, bringing with it beings with power beyond any other.
You really had to feel sorry for Raynare.
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Important Authors Note: So, hope you guys enjoyed what is, at best, an introductionary chapter. As of now, the Future Warrior is only around level 85 on a scouter. Not even close to Goku and Vegeta in their SSGSS forms, which is why he and the rest got thrashed.
I do of course have plans for him to get to the coveted level 99, but this is me saying from the start that I knew the biggest danger of this story was turning it into a Self-Insert Mary Sue. And so, Oishi has very specific weaknesses and character flaws that will come later in the story. I also chose to never have him directly say anything. The story will go to other characters points of view, many times in fact, but Oishi's chapters are first person and everything he say will go
I told them something.
In order to perserve his status as a silent protagonist while still giving him a personality. He is, of course, an unreliable narrator by necessity, with his points of views on things differing from other characters, and I plan to have that as a plot point.
Most important though, The Future Warrior is a Gateway character. His/her entrance into the world also brings other skills, techniques, and people to it. He/she lets you have a solid way of bringing up a whole lot of things, like ultimate question of is Asia can take Appule in a fight (Yes, in a win for Asia that surprises no one).
He is a really powerful character of course, considering he knows several techniques that are explicit world destroyers. But even Yamcha, known for being the weakest of the Z-Fighters, would be a game changer in most universes.
(Seriously, drop Yamcha in Gotham, it would be hilarious)
Finally, power levels are going to be done with the level system from Xenoverse. This to simplify the whole process, as power levels are bullshit, but a level system give you a ballpark.
To use World of Warcraft as an example, two character who are both level 100 aren't necessarily equal. The different racial traits, tactics, skills, and armor/weapons can make them very different beasts in battle. But, with a specific level, you at least have some idea of what you're dealing with.
Anyways, this Authors Note doesn't cover everything. But that's all things the story itself can tell you. I'm in some untreaded territory for me, so please let me know what you guys liked, or would like to see later. Peace, and please read and review.