Author's note. I love the universe of dragon ball, the issue is having characters as strong as goku blue and gotenks and majin buu just like, in the world, means any conflict would be resolved very quickly and nobody else would really have a reason to become strong. So this is a bit of an AU. It's been 200 years since Son Goku died at the hands of Xero, a villain that took the entirety of the other Dragon ball cast to defeat. The others died off of old age, or in the case of Piccolo, went into hiding. It's unknown if people like Goten and Trunks and Marron are still alive, though they would be old. There were actually around 100 saiyans still alive, as to allow saiyans to still exist on this world, and most of them took residence on earth. At one point Majin Buu found one of Hercule's porno mags and decided he wanted a woman too, and eventually started a family that branched into the entire Majin race. There had also been a war, following Hercule's death, between the Majin race and the Earthling race. Eventually it came to a decisive Earthling victory, with the help of the saiyans and namekians. During this war, more androids were created, and even the implementation of more bio-androids. Alot of these bio-androids had mixed in with the world population as well, creating mutated humans with amazing abilities.

Chapter 1: Vodet the Human

Vodet once heard a legend; that if someone gets strong enough, they are approached by an angel and offered the position of a god. He couldn't remember who told him or when, but it became the goal of his life. He had been in martial arts for as long as he could remember, and for as long as he remembered he was ridiculed and put down for being human. The saiyans would tell him "You're a human, you're weak! You will never even be close to my level!". He used this rage to fuel his fighting. He had a vendetta, he would prove the world wrong, HE WOULD BECOME A GOD!

But of course, most in his field were blessed with inherent power at birth. He dedicated his life to fighting, it overtook his life to the point where he had no social life, no hobbies, other than training, and fighting. He had one friend, however. A fellow human training under Master Boogie in the art of Capoeira, by the name of Red Bullock. Red, while he did find Vodet to be an interesting fella (that is when he isn't preoccupied training), pittied vodet. He, like many others, felt Vodet was reaching for a fictional dream. But red cared for his friend. When they grew up, he even let Vodet bum on his couch.

At 19, Vodet stood at 5 foot 9 inches. He had Fox eyes, a big nose, and hair that was grey, with a whole rainbow of colors oddly smeared throughout, his hair naturally grew like this. He only had one outfit other than his Gi, as he honestly didn't need to dress in anything else that often. A T-shirt with text and some odd symbols on it; "NIM- lΓl -BUS", a black and white varsity jacket with the letter A and the number 1, jeans, and a necklace with a red gem in the center, passed on in his family for generations. The necklace is said to grant great power to the person wearing it.

"Vodet, wake up!"

It was red, his blonde hair and red eyes where a familiar sight to Vodet, but usually this scenario was the other way around.

"W-what time is it?"

"It's 9 in the morning"
Vodet sat up, his eyes wide with shock "9 IN THE MORNING!? WHY DIDN'T MY ALARM GO OFF!"

"It did, man. You just slept through it."

"How? It always wakes me up? I've wasted 3 hours I could have spent training!"

"Dude, you did push ups until you fucking passed out last night. I think it's okay for you to give it a rest. Either way, you should get ready. Today is the qualifying rounds for the World martial arts tournament"

"HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP HOLY CRAP!" Vodet got up, off the couch and started scrambling around the room, looking for his Gi. "WHERE'D I PUT IT!?"

"Dude, that thing smelled like ass. I put it in the wash."
"Where is it now?!"

"It's in the Dryer but I put it in there like 20 minutes ago."

Vodet ran into the laundry room and threw the drying machine open. He pulled out his damp, white martial arts Gi. He put it on and ran back to Red.
"Dude, are you wearing a wet uniform?"

"Yes, because you decided to wash it! We have like, an hour to get there and get registered!"

"Dude, just wear your jeans and shirt. They only care that you don't have anything hanging that could get snagged on stuff."
Vodet huffed, grabbing his jeans and shirt, and heading into the bathroom. He thought to himself, 'I am a future god! One day I will be able to dress however I like, and still strike fear into the hearts of those around me!'. He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, and flexed his bicep. 'Look at you, you're no Goku! You're no Yamcha even! You'll never become a god with arms like that!'

He walked out of the bathroom back into his living room.

"RED! Let's get going!"

Red got up and grabbed his keys. "Hey, just remember man, no matter how much you get talked down, I believe in you." Red said these words of encouragement with a fake heir of confidence. While he hoped Vodet would win the tournament, he very much doubted his friends abilities.

As Vodet entered the long, thin room holding the many small stages used for the qualifying rounds, Red flew up to a window to look in, as non-combatants were not allowed in the temple for the qualifying rounds.

As people were getting packed in, Vodet took the time to size-up his competition. There were many saiyans and earthling, with even two or three namekians in the crowd, but one person in particular caught his eye. An arcosian, the same race as Frieza. It was odd seeing one of them without their bio-armor, but armor was not allowed for the tournament, even armor that was made using your own cells. If it didn't grow on you naturally, you couldn't use it. She had pink light skin, and red eyes, with large horns that bent back,and a deep pink natural armor pad on her head. She was in a dark pink gi that look fresh out of the package. Even from across the room, Vodet could feel her energy.

Eventually a man with a clipboard came bye and handed Vodet a piece of paper. It said "8, 25". There were 8 stages, so Vodet could assume what the first number meant, but not the second one. Eventually after the group of officials had given everyone a number, one, with a pompadour and sunglasses, spoke up. The smoke from his cigarette clouding the area around him.

"Welcome applicants, to the qualifying round of the forty-third world martial arts tournament! There are eight stages, on the paper we gave you, you should see two numbers, the first one is the stage you're going to be on! The second, is your order in the queue! The first two contestants will get on stage, they have two minutes to ring-out, knock-out, or get their opponent to give up, if neither of them does this in the two minutes, the winner will be decided with points! Each stage has a referee! Flying is only allowed using wings or similar extremities! Flying using energy is not allowed in the tournament, though beams, blasts, and disks of energy are, for those of you capable of it! You are not allowed to have any foreign objects on you!"

At that Vodet panicked. He took off his necklace and hid it in his gi. He knew that without the power boost his necklace was said to bring, he didn't stand a chance. The announcer continued.

"Purposeful crotch-shots and eye-gouges are grounds for disqualification, as is dismemberment of an opponent! That being said, any other type of attack, physical or otherwise, is allowed, so long as it comes from your body! FIGHTERS, STEP UP!"

Vodet looked around, the people on stage seemed tough. A human that towered over seven foot tall, a saiyan mam who still had his tail, a bear-man with sharp claws. On stage seven the arcosian girl stepped up. She was up against a snake-man. 'Well, it doesn't matter how powerful she is, there's over 30 people in that queue, no way she'll get through all of them.'

As the qualifying rounds went on, Vodet watched the arcosian girl fight, and didn't even pay attention to his own stage. He watched as this woman devastated opponent after opponent. Punching them so quickly his eyes could barely register it, flipping men more than twice her size over her shoulder like toys, even firing a large energy cannon. Vodet was especially impressed by that last part. Even when he put his all into it, he could barely shoot a small ki blast.

"Number 25"

He was snapped out of it when he heard his number called. He looked around, wow, he was the last person in his queue. Good luck on his part, he supposed.

"Right here!" He said, as he stepped onto the stage. In front of him stood a muscular saiyan, with a third eye, and a tail. Vodet got ready for the fight, hopping around, fists up, and feet ready to strike!

"READY? FIGHT!"

Immediately the saiyan lunged at Vodet with a punch! Vodet cartwheeled out of the way, before getting halfway up off the ground and sweeping at the saiyan's legs! As the saiyan began to fall, Vodet jumped forward and hit him with a shoulder crash! The saiyan landed near the edge of the stage and stood up. While he may not be particularly strong, Vodet had two things on his side, speed and agility.

The saiyan put his two hands together, folding the last two fingers of them, to his pointer and middle fingers on each hand stood up. "FOUR WITCHES!" He yelled, as two arms instantly sprouted out of his back. This intimidated Vodet, but he would not cower down in fear.

"Using special techniques now, huh? Alright, I'm game. SIGNATURE MOVE, WHISKEY WINDMILL!" Vodet jumped forward before sliding down at the last second and attempting to sweep his opponents legs again. However, his opponent had guessed this and grabbed Vodet's leg! He threw Vodet's leg up, causing him to spin in the air, before quickly attacking him with all four arms. Vodet was sent flying! However, with his acrobatic skill, he was able to do a flip before landing one foot on the corner of the arena and jumping forward to the left, then to the right, then a forward leap towards the saiyan, with a simple punch.

The saiyan clasped his hands together and hammered vodet into the ground, cracking the tiles of the stage. Before the saiyan was able to get another hit, however, Vodet did a backwards somersault out of the way. He put his hands together near his stomach, one over the other, fingers facing opposite to each other, and focused his energy into his hands. A small, dark blue ball of energy began to form. He started to yell "Rika.." The saiyan saw this and prepared an energy blast of his own.

"GALICK...GUN!"

As the saiyan fired his energy gun, Vodet jumped out of the way. He put his hands in front of him.

"BLAST!"

The small ball of energy, not much bigger than a large bouncy ball, left his hand and hit the opponent. The saiyan was barely fazed.

"Ha! You call that an attack?!" He chuckled, closing his eyes in the process. Vodet took this opening. He slid to the saiyan, and sweeped his legs. As the saiyan began to fall, Vodet spun his legs in a circular motion, kicking the saiyan back into the air. He began juggling the saiyan with his kicks.

"WHISKEY WINDMILL!" He pushed himself off the ground as the saiyan was in the air, and hit him with one last kick, this one was a kick forward. "FINISHER EDITION!" The saiyan was slammed into the wall, and fell to the ground.

"Ring out!" The announcer stated. Vodet stood there, tired. That energy blast really took all he had. He heard an odd tapping, and looked back to see Red, pounding on the window, cheering for him. 'One step closer to achieving godhood.'

Vodet looked around. All the other qualifiers had been decided as well. On the stages stood Vodet, The arcosian girl from before, a bio-android man with human skin, long brown hair and a cell tail, a chubby blue-green majin girl, a Namekian, a wolf-man, an insanely tall saiyan man, amantis-man, and another human with short blonde hair, and a red mask covering his eyes.

As the non-qualifiers left, a man walked into the room. This man had a messy afro, and an amazing handlebar moustache. He carried a belt that said "world champion". It was Son Lucifer, better known by his fighting name, "Captain morningstar". A descendant of the legendary . Vodet and the others all got off their stages and walked over to Captain Morningstar, who was talking to a few officials. The Majin spoke up first.

"Oh hoi, Captain morning star! It's so amazing to meet you!" She grabbed one of his hands with both of hers, and shook it. He looked caught off guard and looked around at the qualifying contestants.

"Well hi there!" He smiled and put his fists on his hips. "It is I CAPTAIN MORNINGSTAR!" All of the contestants, except the arcosian, and the android stood back in awe. "It's good to see the competition this year! You are all the cream of the crop! It's not likely that any of you can beat me, but dont' let that get you down. Getting even this far is an achievement of its own. Now I have to get going, but I think the administrators here have some things to tell you kids." He chuckled and left the room.

"Uh, yes," A man with a clipboard and glasses spoke up, "I just wanted to inform you that the temple offers free rooming and food to those who are in the tournament, for the two days it takes place and the night before. The tournament is starting tomorrow, and we are offering you all the ability to stay here if you wish. We know some of you have journeyed far to get here." All of the contestants agreed to the offer.

As Vodet stepped outside, Red approached him.

"DUDE YOU DID IT! YOU'RE IN THE TOURNAMENT!"

"Yeah I am! I'm not coming home tonight though. I'm gonna stay here tonight, get to know my competition."

"Oh, alright man, well good luck! I believe in you" Red gave a thumbs up, and a bright smile, before running back to the car.