Hey Guys. This chapter will have a sneak peak of the Trunks' chapter only as I am still writing that.

Response to Reviews

- rmarcano321 : Thank you so much for your positive reviews!

- HideYourWivesAndSisters: I see your point. Writing 1 vs 1 Tournament would be really long. Killing allowed because this is DC...uhm maybe. I like your choice of team for the Olympians. And the idea of the Lantern Corps entering the tournament...Okay. I will add it! As for the Marvel team, not going to add that. Maybe in the future.

- VengefulMANonMission: Maybe I will have Goku have a rematch against Jiren again at a later date. As for Shinsou, Indra, and Ashura, let me just say that they are at least as dangerous as angels.

- Alex Curry, Xdestroyer223, Mar1992: Thanks for your very detailed OCs. But I was really looking for OCs within the DC or DBS multiverses that are NOT broken. Thanks for the detailed reviews, by the way.

-Sanchez260: Do you mean Superman One Million? No, but he might appear later in the story. If you mean Superboy Prime, he will appear later, but in a different way!


Inside a Black Hole, Universe 11

Jiren was meditating inside a black hole at the center of a galaxy, cloaked by his red ki. This was his preferred place to meditate, as a black hole sucked away all light and sound, providing the Pride Trooper the most peaceful sensation of emptiness. The Black Hole was 10 million times larger than the sun. Nobody could possibly survive unscathed in there. Well, Jiren was never limited by the definition of possibility.

Outside, the God of Destruction Belmod and his angel attendant Marcarita waited patiently. From the outside, it was like a small red flame burning stably in a huge whirlpool of darkness.

"It has been days since Jiren isolated himself in there." Belmod grunted out. "The next Tournament of Power is approaching, and there he is, slacking off."

Marcarita chuckled. "Well, he was disappointed to learn that he and Goku were not allowed to participate. And he doesn't seem like the kind of person to take a student."

"True, despite recent events, Jiren is still an isolationist." The Clown Destroyer nodded, folding his arms. "He still wants to become stronger, but this time to fight against this Saiyan Goku once more."

"Shall we continue to wait for Jiren to come out, my lord? We can try to convince him that training someone to surpass Son Goku's student is one way of surpassing the Saiyan." The Angel asked.

But Belmod shook his head. "Not going to work. Jiren wants to surpass Goku with his own strength. He wouldn't want to waste time with others, at least not yet."

Marcarita put her finger to her cheek in a cute thinking pose until she tapped her fist on the palm of her hand as if she figured out something. "Oh I know...what if we said that there was a being that Son Goku could not completely defeat, even if Ultra Instinct?"

"What?!" Belmod gasped at her. "There was a being that this Goku could not defeat despite mastering Ultra Instinct? Who?"

"Yamoshi." The Angel tapped her staff and revealed Yamoshi. "He is a Saiyan much like Goku, but much older. At least 1000 years older."

The Clown God leaned closer to the orb on the staff and saw Yamoshi. "Hmmm, if he is this powerful, then how come I have never heard of him in all my years?"

"He is a member of the Team Mugen, my lord." The Angel replied.

"Team Mugen?! I see...That's why..." Belmod had heard of the Team Mugen. The greatest strike force that brought stability to several multiverses. A highly classified team known only to the highest levels of God and Angel hierarchy. Composed of the greatest warriors in all the Mutliverse's history, they were legends even amongst Gods of Destruction. Information about their existence was so restricted that almost nobody knew about them.

"Yamoshi himself has a son called Raizen, who is stationed in the very multiverse we are going to have the tournament with." Marcarita smiled. "Jiren may not be interested in fighting Raizen yet, but we can definitely pique his curiosity. Saiyans have that strange ability to bring out the best in others..."

Belmod put his hands under his chin. "Perhaps...if Goku is there, then Jiren can always fight Goku whenever he wants. Tell me, Marcarita. How much stronger is this Goku now?"

"Goku has been training greatly under Yamoshi for the past few months, and he can now enter Ultra Instinct at will, though he can only maintain it for a limited period." Marcarita noted.

"That much stronger in only a few months? These Saiyans are troublesome as they are...inspiring..." The Clown God scratched his head. "In either case, Toppo will have to do when it comes to training for now. Let's go!" Belmod touched Marcarita's shoulder as they warped away, glancing at Jiren for one last time before leaving..

From inside the black hole, Jiren had heard everything with his enhanced senses and opened his eyes. "Son Goku..." He spoke calmly.

Meanwhile, Marcarita and Belmod moved through the universe through Warp. "Who should Toppo train, Lord Belmod?" The blue angel asked. "The Universe 2 fighters?"

"And those strangely colored idiots?" Belmod snapped, getting a giggle from Marcarita. "No way! And besides, Helle would be beside herself if one of her fighters was chosen. I don't want that!"

"Hmmm..." Marcarita put her finger under her chin. "Universes 1, 5, 8, and 12 were exempt. One of the fighters already on the team is from Universe 1. You can look at the other 3 universes."

"That would take too damn long." The Clown Destroyer stuck his tongue out. "No! We need Toppo to train this fighter now!"

"How about Anilaza from Universe 3?" The Angel asked. "He certainly has power."

"Anilaza? That thing was feral! I doubt Toppo could even talk with that thing!" Belmod snapped. "Give me better ideas! I'm tired of Beerus snickering around me!"

As they exited out of Warp, they saw Jiren's imposing form already waiting for them.

Marcarita frowned. "How did you?" She was sure that she was the fastest in the universe; there was no way that this mortal could travel faster than her.

"What is Son Goku doing?" Jiren demanded in a deep voice.


Japan, Prime Earth

It was very common for techniques to be named after Gods or their weapons in order to give them a feeling of grandeur and power. Thor's Hammer, Zeus's Lightning, etc. But in some cases, it was the other way around.

A very long time ago, a mythical figure came to this world and exhibited several unearthly techniques. Those who witnessed these techniques believed them to be works of three gods and formed a religion around them.

Amaterasu the Goddess of Fire, Tsukiyomi the God of the Moon, and Susano'o the God of Storms.

These techniques were not used in that world for over 2000 years, until now. A momentous occasion for some, unfortunate for others. Especially for those trapped in the infinite darkness of perhaps the most insidious of the three techniques.

The Justice League of America, a team of superhuman beings led by Colonel Steve Trevor, had been sent by Amanda Waller to capture a warrior who had fought against Darkseid during his first invasion. It was a team created specifically to fight against the Justice League in case it acted against America's interests. But their special abilities were no match for the otherworldly power of Tsukiyomi.

Each member was experiencing a hell like no other. One formed by their greatest fears, both known and unknown.

Jon Jonzz the Martian Manhunter saw tied to a stake being burned with his long dead martian family, their screams filling his ears. His telepathic abilities were futile; he could not escape from this despite his screaming.

Simon Baz the Green Lantern watched as his family was being beat down by anti-muslim fanatics. In his youth, his family was bullied by their community after 9/11, and Baz had to defend his sister from harsh incident. But in front of him, he saw his family members screaming in pain and help from their helpless member.

Kator Hol the Hawkman was being torn apart by beings in darkness while being roasted in an oven, being eaten like roast chicken.

Oliver Green the Green Arrow saw his family and old girlfriend Leena being blown up by explosives on a rig, the very same one that cast him on an island years ago.

And Steve Trevor saw United States being destroyed by the Crime Syndicate while being tortured by Wonder Woman and her league. Her eyes and mouth were flaming as she cruelly whipped Trevor, mocking him for being unworthy and childish. Behind her was Superman, wearing a darker version of his suit, kissing her.

After what seemed like countless hours, all five of them were then left tied to a crucific in a black lake, black lake and sky with an ominous red moon. A shadowy silhouette appeared before each of them in their subconsciousness.

"Now...only 364 days 71 hours 59 minutes and 59 seconds to go..." The figure whispered and disappeared, despite the horrible pleas from the victims.

And the cycle repeated again...

Again...

and Again..

In the real word, Katana, who was spared for some reason, watched as her teammates suddenly fell to the ground, unmoving. Raizen had closed his eyes shut tightly.

"Damn it, Shinsou..." Raizen cursed. "That was overkill!" The Saiyan once had the unfortunate event of being a victim of Tsukiyomi...needless to say it was not pleasant.

Shinsou spoke nothing as he closed his eyes and reopened them, his eyes black instead of red. He turned to Katana and spoke "去ね (Be Gone)".

Katana nodded and as she was about to pick up her teammate up, a group of priestess appeared from the temple. "やめる (Stop!)" One spoke and Katana stopped. "我々は彼らの世話をしなければなりません." (We will take care of them) One of the priestesses spoke. Katana glanced at Shinsou and bowed at him again before jumping over the temple wall. The priestesses then picked up the unconscious people and removed them from Raizen and Shinsou's presence, with the head priestess bowing before leaving as well.

"You know these priestesses?" Raizen asked with a raised eyebrow.

"These priestess know who I am...or who I was related to..." Shinsou stood up, straightening his back. "What are you doing here?"

"Well...you're participating in this tournament, aren't you?" Raizen smirked, but Shinsou remained stoic. "For some reason, you don't seem so pleased."

Shinsou then looked at him with one red eye, casting an illusion to Raizen, showing him exactly what happened a few days ago.

Flashback Illusion Start

A few days ago, Earth 13: Apokolips...

Apokolips was always an apocalyptic world, hence its name. All of the lives on the planet were either suffering or causing suffering. Fire, decay, death, suffering, anger, madness. Those emotions filled the very atoms of the planet. Aside from when it was fighting against New Genesis, all of its armies was defending the planet, preparing for another invasion. As Darkseid's army was one of the most feared armies in existence, no one dared to take on Apokolips in its full power.

Until today...

Someone decided to attack the planet head on. One single person in a cape and a hood.

He had floated down onto the planet seemingly from nowhere with a sheathed katana. Effortlessly he cut through several ships and swarms of parademons with his sword alone.

Then came the furies. He slew or incapacitated all of them at speeds beyond those of gods and walked casually to Darkseid's throne. He would have killed all of them, but two managed to escape via Boomtube with a Mother Box. He decided to ignore them and moved forward.

Steppenwolf appeared with his sword. "Halt, or feel the edge of my blade!" The armored new god pointed his burning blade at the person, who didn't stop walking. The New God gritted his teeth in anger, pulled his axe out, and charged forward. In a flash,

"Die!"

"Who dares enter my realm unannounced!" The Dark God roared, Omega Effect raging from his eyes. The man stayed silent, his black cloak waving as Darkseid's fury made the room tremble.

"Another outsider stands in my way! That Saiyan has stood against me, and now you!" Darkseid got up from his throne, his imposing form casting a larger shadow in the room. "Who are you!?"

The man pulled his hood back, revealing a man with medium long black hair and fair skin. His eyes were red with strange, inhuman pupils. "One sent to teach you a lesson."

"You dare!" Darkseid brought one of his fists down and the man braced his feet and blocked the punch with his own fist. The clash was powerful enough to cause the floor underneath them to collapse. While falling, Darkseid shot out an Omega Beam, which his opponent casually dodged. But the red beams auto-aimed themselves. Just as the beams were about to hit him, the stranger teleported instantly to Darkseid and slashed one of his eyes out. The god roared and punched. The man avoided the giant fist by flipping and charged his right hand with black lightning. Darkseid shot Omega Beams from his remaining eye and the two attacks were about to meet. Then the man uttered a strange word and a wormhole formed in front of Darkseid's eye, sucking up the Omega Effect. The black lightning charged hand was stabbed into Darkseid's remaining good eye socket and again the Dark God roared in pain and shot out red energy from his body. The stranger disappeared in smoke and reappeared jumping off debris.

"You dare harm the God of Gods!" Darkseid roared, changing his size to break through his own fortress. He was now larger than the largest mountains on his planet. Darkseid then raised his foot and slammed down, crushing him own palace under his feet.

The stranger was floating on a giant hawk, facing Darkseid.

"Who are you...and why are you so powerful!?" Darkseid growled. The stranger again said nothing but pulled his sword from his sheath.

"Parademons legions, to me!" Darkseid commanded and the remaining parademons flew to their giant master, floating around him like a protective cloud. "Bring me that pest's head." The scarab-like demon horde flew toward the man on the eagle. The man-hawk pair flew toward Darkseid, dodging the parademons coming down on them. Darkseid became impatient and moved his giant hands, trying to capture the stranger between them. Instead, the stranger teleported right in front of Darkseid again and a giant flaming red, spectral being with tengu-armor and wings formed around him; the spectral being was about the size of Darkseid's nose. Darkseid moved to intercept this being, but the spectral being flew into the air and formed a strange sign with its finger.

In the sky, several giant meteors of great size covered with black flames came crashing down.

"I cannot be defeated by such things!" Darkseid raised his fists and smashed the meteors as they came down. The Dark God found his hands stinging with immense pain as black flames covered his hands and then his arms. Darkseid emitted omega effect from his hands to try to dissipate the flames, but the flames kept burning him. Deciding to ignore the flames, he tried to sense the stranger. Then the sky was thundering as it filled with lightning while stranger, still protected by the spectral being, flew down at great speeds, teleported to Darkseid's forehead and stabbed with its two swords. The lightning came down from the sky and shot through Darkseid from his head to his feet. Then the warrior dispelled his spectral warrior, pulled his sword out, slashed Darkseid's chest, and continued to spin, cutting down to Darkseid's navel like a buzz-saw.

"ENOUGH!" Darkseid roared, his roar causing a shockwave that threw the stranger back. Darkseid returned to his original size, and the stranger land in front of him. The two faced each other again in the ruins of Apocalypse.

"I do not know who you are...but remember that Darkseid always returns." He clicked on his belt and opened a boom tube, giving the stranger one more scathing face, he entered the boom tube and exited.

"Very impressive." A trio of a very furry being, a humanoid with white hair, and a plump blue humanoid arrived. "As expected from one called God-killing Spear" Anat spoke pleasantly.

"Didn't think you would come here personally," The stranger turned to them.

"We would have have greeted you at the God-Slayer Headquarters, but you had already left on a mission." Anat answered. "I see that 1000 years have done miracles for your abilities. I doubt any mortal in our multiverse could challenge you now."

The stranger remained stoic. "What is so urgent that you three had to come here personally?"

Awamo the Angel tapped his staff and created a projection of two multiverses. "A fighting tournament is being held between two multiverses, ours and the one we are currently in." The Angel spoke calmly. "Each pantheon in the other multiverse will patron a team and compete along with one team from ours for the ultimate prize, the Super Dragon Balls."

"Interesting...but why does this interest me?" The stranger asked.

"Because you will be a member of the team, along with four other members." The Supreme Kai of Universe 1 smiled. "While you were away, there was another tournament held amongst our own universes, and Universe 7 won."

"Universe 7...Beerus's universe?" The stranger asked. "But I'm not from your universe, at least not always..."

Anat waved his hand. "Trivial details. We have already put your name forward and the Grand Priest accepted."

"Indeed. And the Omni-Kings were so enamored by the fighting that they wanted another one, hence this tournament." Iwne the Furry Destroyer chirped. "Our Universe may be the greatest amongst all 12 universes, yet Universe 7 is the center of attention due to their fighters."

"Not surprising though..." Awamo continued. "The Saiyans have proved to be very capable fighters. Much more so than any God could have imagined."

"So my next assignment is to fight against fighters from this multiverse? That doesn't sound like much of a challenge." The stranger answered.

"Your mission has an ulterior objective." Awamo took out a scroll from his back and handed it to the stranger. "This comes straight from the Grand Priest himself."

"We hope that your future mission is as successful as your previous one, Shinsou." Iwne squeaked, then saw a black bird on the strangers, shoulder. A crow. "What's that?" It pointed, and the stranger looked at the crow. "I didn't know that crows lived on Apokolips."

"Just a pet," Shinsou noted. The Gods and Angel then left, leaving the stranger behind. The stranger closed his eyes for a sec and then reopened them, this time their natural color of dark blue.

"Indra, you heard this?" The stranger spoke, and the crow flew off of his shoulder and turned into another cloaked figure.

"Good to see you too, Shinsou." Indra smiled slightly. "It has only been a few hundred years since we last saw each other."

"Hm," Shinsou grunted slightly. "Tell me what you think of this."

"This tournament is literally a pissing contest at best." Indra spoke to his younger brother. "But the possible consequences are interesting. If any of the Gods in this multiverse use the Super Dragon Balls, then it's quite possible they will destroy it."

"Are they that incompetent?" Shinsou asked.

"You spent the last 1000 years killing gods, and you ask me that, brother?" Indra raised his eyebrow, much to his brother's stoic annoyance.

"This Tournament of Power...what happened?" The younger Uchiha asked.

"Not here." Indra spoke as he performed a seal, and both of them were moved to another place entirely, a lush green forest. "Nostalgic, isn't it?"

"The Forest of Death?" This time Shinsou raised his eyebrow. "This place still stands?"

"You would be surprised what can last." The older Uchiha motioned his brother to follow. "Remember Raizen, your childhood friend? A few months ago in his multiverse, a Saiyan named Goku inspired the Omni-King Zeno to host a tournament amongst the 13 universes."

"A Saiyan?" Shinsou asked. "He inspired the Omni-King?"

"You know how the Omni-King is like. It seems that the Omni-King rather took a liking to Goku, probably due to Goku's open friendliness to him. That aside, the tournament was held, and as Anat said, Universe 7 won, thanks to Goku. And even more surprising...Goku mastered Ultra Instinct."

Shinsou's eyes snapped to his older brother. "He mastered Ultra Instinct, like Yamoshi? This Goku...how strong is he? Stronger than Yamoshi?" Shinsou asked.

Indra shook his head. "No, not yet. Goku has still ways to go before he reaches Yamoshi's level. But he is getting there. He is closer to Raizen's level than Yamoshi's."

Shinsou nodded slowly as they reached a particular tree. The very same tree that their grandfather fought the Orochimaru during their chunnin exams.

"And also, Raizen has been ordered by the Grand Priest to investigate me and Ashura..." Indra continued. "Apparently our activities had garnered the Head Angel's interests."

"Then enlighten me. What ARE you doing." Shinsou asked. And just ask Indra was about to answer, the illusion end.

Flashback Illusion End

Raizen shook his head as Shinsou's genjutsu disappeared. "Damn it. I was so close to figuring it out..."

Shinsou remained silent as he stared at the moon. "It's a family matter that doesn't concern you." He then pulled out three shuriken from nowhere, charged it with lightning, and threw it a three. A figure in black cloak jumped out of the tree.

"A human..." Shinsou commented as he turned back. Raizen frowned. "Batman..."

"You..." Batman approached the Saiyan cautiously. "I need some answers."

"And you think coming here, trespassing on the most sacred shrine in Japan, will give you answers?" Raizen scoffed.

"What happened to the JLA members?" Batman demanded He had just seen them standing one second and dropping in another second. "Answer me!"

"They got screwed does that answer your question?" Raizen grunted. "Go away, before I call the priestess to arrest you."

"You're not a Kryptonian, are you?" Batman asked. "In fact, you aren't even from this universe."

"Very perceptive, Bat-brain." Raizen rolled his eyes.

"Superman said that you came to Earth one year before Darkseid's invasion to warn him. Why did you do that?" The Caped Crusader continued to ask questions.

"Even if I answered you, you wouldn't believe me even if I told you." The saiyan crossed his arms. "Go intimidate a child or something."

Batman glared at Raizen, but saw the man called Shinsou calmly sitting in the temple. "Who's he?"

"A guy who can take on the entire universe, idiot. You want to irritate me, fine. But don't piss him off..." Raizen pointed his thumb at Shinsou. Batman began walking towards Shinsou, only for Raizen to "gently" knock him back. "You really aren't smart, aren't you?" The Saiyan asked warily.

Batman threw down a smoke bomb to the ground and used his grappling gun to zip to Shinsou, only for Raizen to grab his ankle and hold him there. Batman threw a kick with his free leg, but it had no effect against the Saiyan. Then Caped Crusader used a flash-bang grenade, making Raizen look away. Batman then freed himself and ran to Shinsou, only to had a kunai thrown at his cape and have him stuck at the temple ceiling.

"When did he..." Batman thought and he struggled to free himself; he couldn't see any movement from this Shinsou at all! Shinsou didn't even look at him, but a horde of crows suddenly flew around Batman. The Caped Crusader struggled as the bird horde carried Batman outside the temple and dropped him into a lake.

Raizen snickered as the birds disappeared in a poof of smoke. "Gotta love ninjutsu..." Then he turned to his friend. "Now, can you tell me at least this ulterior mission from the Grand Priest?"

Shinsou looked at him and nodded. "But first, don't look at the moon."

Raizen put a funny face. "What do you mean by..." Then he turned and saw a moon. A full moon. "Oh shit..."

The saiyan's friend could only slap his forehead as Raizen's primal side appeared. "Already causing me headaches...stupid monkey..."


Watchtower, Prime Earth

The Justice League members watched with mild shock as the Prime Minister of Japan gave a speech on all channels behind a podium.

"United States has blatantly disregarded our security by sending their covert team known as Justice League of America to infiltrate our most sacred shrine." The Prime Minister spoke. Behind him were Steve Trevor, Hawkman, Simon Baz Ringless, Oliver Queen, and Martian Manhunter tied up for all the world's camera to see. "Using their secret organization named ARGUS led by Amanda Waller, United States violated international law. No more. Later today, Japan will propose to the UN Security council to sanction an investigation against ARGUS and Amanda Waller. No more shall Western Powers break rules that they promised to uphold." The Prime Minister finished and gained a standing ovation from his audience.

Cyborg sighed as he turned off the TV. "The President must be shooting his own foot right now..."

"Not to mention Waller..." Flash smirked. "What's happening with her now?"

Victor went through the news. "As expected, the President has denied the US involvement and said this was the work of a rogue organization. Basically he disavowed ARGUS. So Waller and all her agents are now enemy of US."

"Oh no..." Diana whispered as she remembered seeing Steve on TV. "What's going to happen to the JLA now?"

Victor sighed. "Most likely they will be disavowed and be taken to the Hague. The government higher ups will probably try to sweep this under the rug.

"Where is Bruce?" Flash asked. Just then, as if by Providence, Batman entered the Watchtower meeting room. "Speak of the devil..."

"What's the situation?" Batman asked, staring at his peers who mostly looked back at him with annoyance. "What?"

Arthur sighed. "Bruce, where were you during our last meeting?"

"Gotham business."

"Bull," Flash grunted. "You went to Japan, didn't you?"

Batman said nothing.

"We know that you went to confront Raizen, Bruce." Diana crossed her arms. "Please don't tell me you didn't prod something that could destroy the world."

"He isn't the problem," Bruce spoke. "I did find Raizen there. But he isn't our biggest problem."

Clark sighed. "Stop being cryptic, Bruce. All of us are tired of your secret actions. Just tell us pure and simple."

Batman looked at all of the League. "When I got to Japan, the JLA was already there, about to face Raizen. What the JLA or I didn't know is that there was another person there by the name of Shinsou. And this person took down all of them in an instant with a simple glare."

"A simple glare?" Arthur nearly dropped his trident. "That's impossible! Not even Superman can do that."

"Believe me if you want, but that's what he is capable of." Batman grunted. "And before I could do anything, he forcefully removed me elsewhere. This Raizen seemed to be aware of this person and his abilities. Most likely he even fears them. Let that sink into your head."

The Justice League couldn't believe what they had just heard.

"Right now we have on Earth beings that we can't hope to fight against." Batman continued. "We can't do this alone."

Arthur folded his arms. "And I suppose that you already picked out people, behind our backs?"

"Somebody had to be prepared. I'm not sorry for that." Batman continued. He went to a computer and typed a few commands. In the computer screens spread out over the Watchtower meeting room, profiles and dossiers of other people.

"You already know some of these people. Zatanna, Constantine, Swamp Thing." Batman continued. "I kept up regular correspondence with these people during the past few months after the Crime Syndicate incident. They are especially ready to deal with magical or supernatural threats that the League is not ready to deal with."

Then another teams' profile showed up. "Then the JLA II."

"JLA II?" Barry frowned. "ARGUS had another Justice League of America in place?"

"No, this team I organized." Batman spoke, much to everybody's continued shock. "I followed Waller's plan to getting criminals to do some good without the threat of death like the Suicide Squad. This team has been dealing with threats when the League was busy with other missions."

Batman typed another command and the third profiles showed up. "Stormwatch...unlike others on the list, this group has been active since the Middle Ages, originally calling themselves the Demon Knights. They dealt with unknown alien threats in the shadows. I worked with them before as well. You wanted to know what I have been working on. Here it is..."

"Batman working together with others in secret?" Arthur grunted. "I don't know if I should be impressed or skeptical."

"Say what you will. But when fighting all manner of crimes, the League needs a wider ranger of fighters." Batman continued. "The League can't ignore street crimes and focus on one global, physical threats. Evil is everywhere. So we have to fight everywhere."

Clark looked at all the profiles. "I have to say, Bruce. I'm impressed that you did all this. But what the others and I are concerned about is not that you kept secrets. But you made these secret plans to use against us." Superman spoke, with all other members agreeing and looking at Batman. "Trust is the only think that binds us together, Bruce. We don't expect each other to give complete transparency, but suspicion doesn't help other."

"I do what I believe has to be done, like all of you do." Batman commented. "I do make contingency plans against he rest of you; I would be a naive fool if I didn't. But in return, I expect the same from you."

Flash frowned. "What do you mean?"

"If I lose my way...then I expect all of you to stop me..." Batman spoke before exiting the meeting room, leaving a slightly awkward silence.

"Always has to have the last word..." Clark smiled. "So are we all good with everything?"

"Yes." Diana answered.

"Yeah." Victor did the same.

"Sure." Flash nodded.

"Fine..." Arthur grunted. "But he could have done it in a better way."

Diana smiled until she saw something familiar at the Watchtower window. It was her half-brother Hermes. "Hermes?" She asked, getting every other member of the League to stare out.

"Who the..." Flash tiled his head as Hermes phased through the window. "How..." He pointed at the Olympian. "Wait, Diana, you know him?"

"Yes. Everyone, this is Hermes, the messenger of Gods and...my half brother." Diana walked forward.

"Hello." Hermes spoke in a rather quiet, gentle tone. "Greetings. It is good to finally see Earth's greatest defenders."

At the side, Flash leaned towards Aquaman and whispered. "You know, I thought that her family members would be...I don't know...flashy?"

Hermes turned to Flash. "Most of my family is, mortal. But that's more or less because they have insecurities or ego issues."

"Hermes, why are you here?" Diana folded her arms. "Couldn't you have met me some other time?"

"I'm afraid not, Diana." Hermes turned to her. "You have been summoned, Goddess of War. For a battle is upon us. One that Olympians must win."

Victor's signals beeped and he turned on the news from Japan again.

"Late last night, near the Grand Ise Shrine, locals reported of a giant monkey monster appearing out of nowhere that nearly destroy the area." The newswoman reported, a fuzzy picture of a giant monkey creature roaring. "However, it was said to have disappeared as soon as it appeared. As this even directly preceded the capturing of rogue American team, it is assumed that they were involved in this as well."

"The Fuck?" Flash gasped. "The JLA had a giant ape too?!"

Clark pinched the top of his nose, shaking his head. "No...that was Raizen..."

"Don't tell me he can turn into a King Kong?" Flash smiled gleefully, and the Kryptonian had to nod. "Ha! I like him more already!"


Oa, Prime Earth

The Guardians had just ordered all of the Green Lanterns to meet up for a meeting on Oa. As a member of the Honor Guard, Trunks and his peers, including Hal Jordan, stood before the Guardians just before the their speech in the Honor Guard Chamber. The Guardians had just revealed to them that that the Lantern Corp will participate in a tournament against fighters from all over the universe.

"A Tournament?" Hal asked in a confused voice. "Are we really doing this? I thought we were supposed to be this universe's guardians."

One of the Guardians, Appa, put his hands in front of him. "We understand your confusion, Hal Jordan. Normally we would not and even halt such an event. However, the powers gathering to participate in this tournament represent all branches of order in this universe, including gods. It has moved beyond our ability to stop."

Laira, one of the other Green Lanterns, spoke out. "But why are we even participating in this tournament? Surely we should be making sure that this so-called tournament is run fairly."

Another Guardian named Emia floated near Laira. "That is precisely why we are entering the Tournament, Lantern Laira. Teams from all corners of the Universe are participating, including the Sinestro Corp and the Red Lantern Corp. If those elements win this Tournament and win the Prize, then this entire Universe will be doomed."

"Guardians, permission to speak?" John Stewart asked.

"Granted, Lantern Stewart." The Guardians nodded.

"What is the prize of this Tournament. It must be something incredibly powerful if it can attract even Gods." The Lantern of Earth asked and that got everybody's question. "And suppose we win this prize ourselves, what would we do with it?"

All of the Guardians looked at each other as if they were communicating telepathically. "We shall reveal to you, but this information does not move beyond the confines of this room. Understand, Lanterns?"

The Honor Guard, including Trunks, nodded. Ganthet floated forward and held out his hands, manipulating the green energy of will to create projections. "In another multiverse, there are a set of artifacts known as the Grand Wishing Orbs, also called the Super Dragon Balls." Holograms of Super Dragon Balls showed up. "Normally they are separated, but when gathered, they can be used to summon an infinitely powerful divine dragon." The hologram of the dragon balls disappeared and showed a giant golden dragon. "This dragon is capable of granting any wish, regardless of complexity or scale. They can even be used to restore and destroy multiverses."

"Damn..." Hal gulped. "If Sinestro or Atrocitus got their hands on them..."

"They can use it to subjugate every universe in existence." Trunks finished.

"Correct." Ganthet finished the projection. "Every noteworthy order or organization in this universe has been invited to this Tournament. Each shall patron a team of five members to participate, including a team from this other multiverse."

"Why is this even Tournament even being held?" Arisia, another honor guard member, asked. "There must be a reason."

"Alas, even we do not know." Ganthet spoke. "What we can do is prevent unhealthy elements from winning the tournament. That is a must."

Kilowog snorted. "But what is we win the Tournament? What shall the Lantern Corp do with these ...balls?"

"It is very unlikely that we will win..." Ganthet answered.

"You sound pretty confidant that we will lose." Hal asked, raising his eyebrow. "Why's that?"

"Because of the team from the other multiverse." Sayd, another Guardian, spoke tersely. "There is a mortal whom no god or supernatural being can defeat. During the Tournament, he is to be avoided at all costs, for fighting him shall be certain death."

While the Lantern Honor Guard talked amongst other, Trunks remained silent. He already found out all of the details from his last trip to Toki Toki City and was still processing the info in his head.

Flashback Start

"A tournament is going to be held?" Trunks asked. "Why?"

"Oh you know why. Stop asking such idiotic questions!" Chronoa snapped as she closed another time scroll. "When King Zenos wants something, they get it. Damn it! Another Space-Time disruption. They have been becoming more frequent after Darkseid's defeat!"

"Do you need me to handle it?" Trunks asked his superior, who shook her tiny head.

"You will, soon enough. Go back to your original mission. And word of warning, beware of the Gold one."

Flashback End

What did she mean by the Gold one? Trunks thought to himself.

Suddenly, the Green Lanterns's rings beeped like a fire warning. Somebody was sending them a warning. Hal's ring created a hologram of an injured lantern.

"This is Sector 3272. An unknown force appeared from nowhere and attacked all habitable planets! Emergency Lev-" The hologram froze a narrow red of beam pierced through the lantern's chest. It disappeared with a buzz, leaving everybody there shocked again.

"Sector 3272? That's where Sinestro Corp is based at." Hal whispered. "Sinestro must be invading again..."

Trunks shook his head. "No, a red beam killed him. And he said unknown force...So it can't be Sinestro or Red Lantern corp..."

Kilowog punched his fist. "It doesn't matter. We have to go and kick some poozer ass."

"Yeah." Hal looked at Ganthet, who nodded. "Green Lanterns. Let's go!"

Just as the Lanterns were about to leave Trunks felt a familiar ominous presence. "Who is that? I haven't felt that presence since..."


Somewhere in the Prime Universe Space...

In the vast darkness of the Prime Universe, a giant wormhole had appeared and a giant armada or disk-like ships came out of it. From those ships, squadrons of fighters appeared and began attacking every nearby planet. All of the inhabitants were enslaved or wiped out.

The Sinestro Corp caught wind of this attack and decided to fight back to take back their slave planets. Unfortunately, their first wave of Lanterns were wiped out by a giant red energy ball, which all destroyed all nearby asteroids like dust balls.

A white and purple being floated out of the largest ship, giggling as he saw his attack decimate countless enemies. Behind him were two beings that looked similar to him, but had mechanical parts.

"Hohohoho...!" He smirked, smacking his tail on the hull of his ship. "This universe is perfect!"

"You!" He turned and saw Sinestro Lanterns facing him with their rings active. "Who are you!? This is our territory!"

The newcomer giggled behind his fingers. "Not anymore. This sector now belongs to the Planet Trade Organization. Now run along, yellow insects!"

The leader of the lantern squadron, belonging to a bug-like race, snapped his beetle-like jaws. "I'll show you who the bug is! Sinestro Corp! Attack!" All the Yellow Lanterns created hordes of yellow insect constructs constructs towards the invading armada. The invader's army was about to mobilize, but the invader lifted his finger to stop them. Instead from that same finger, he created a red energy whip that lashed out. The whip branched out and pierced through all of the constructs and through the Lanterns' chests.

The invader bent his finger and pulled all of the stuck lanterns towards him. "A new order will come to this universe, bug. An order without any Saiyans to stand in my way..."

The bug lantern's mandibles trembled. "Wha-what's a Saiyan?"

"See? Perfect..." The invader increased the energy to the whip, destroying all of the stuck lanterns. Then he gazed upon the entire universe and spread his arms.

"Everyone...Frieza the Emperor has arrived!" He declared to an unknowing universe.


And that's the chapter. What is Frieza doing here? Found out on next time, when Frieza Force clashes against the Sinestro Corp! Next chapter WILL BE focused solely around Trunks and his story after Dragon Ball Super. Here is a sneak peak!


Sneak Peek to Trunks's Chapter...

Right after Mai and Trunks returned to their past time line, they arrived in front of the Capsule Corp building, right in front of Trunks...the past version. As soon as Mai and Trunks jumped out of the Time Machine, the two Trunks faced each other.

Trunks looked at himself awkwardly. "Yeah...there's an explanation for this..." He and Mai had just got off of the Time Machine and returned to the past of their reality. As soon as they returned, they landed right in front of Capsule Corp, with Trunks and Bulma running out to see what happened.

"So, you are me, from the future?" The Past Trunks asked, and Trunks nodded. "Knowing me, something bad must have happened if you came to the past."

Trunks laughed. "You can say that..."

"Trunks!" A female voice rang out out as an older Bulma walked out with a box in her hands. When she turned to her son, she dropped the box.

"Two Trunks?!" Bulma gasped, seeing two of her grown-up sons. Deducing what happened, the blue-haired woman sighed, holding her head. "Let me guess...somebody bad happened and you came back to get help?"

"Mom!" Trunks ran and hugged his mother tightly. He shed a few tears into her shirt, still remembering how Goku Black had killed her in his past. Bulma was shocked at first but then returned the hug gently.

"Sounds like you went through a lot, again." Bulma comforted her son. "So, tell us what happened..."