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In a destroyed universe...

5 individuals huddled around a campfire in a nearly destroyed wasteland.

"We can do this..." One of them, a beautiful blonde woman with a great figure wearing a white body suit and a red cloak spoke out. "If we win the tournament, then we can use the wish to restore all our universes..." She moved her slightly long blond hair past her ear.

"Indeed." Another individual, this time a tall blonde man with a beard, a left metal arm, and a electricity-charged hammer barked. "Is there more to discuss? We have each faced Ragnorok in our respective universes and survived. Surely we can survive and win this."

"If only if that were simple..." Another beautiful female being with white hair and black angel wings wearing a bikini-like armor snapped. "We are facing off against the most powerful fighters in the universe, not to mention the being that bled my universe dry..." She glanced at one of wings, which was cut-off at the joint.

"And he destroyed mine." The fourth being, a floating black cloud aura with an eyeball, squeaked.

The final being, a large burly humanoid with dark purple skin, aged gold and blue armor, and white beard snorted. "No matter how our universes met our end, we now have a chance to save them. This is our redemption." In his hand, he held a broken piece of blue gem. "This has just enough power for us to enter that multiverse. And there is no coming back."

The blonde beauty looked at her peers. "We have nothing more to lose. I don't know about any of you, but I intend to win this thing. Let's do it, or die trying."

Met Cafe, Metropolis, Prime Earth

Clark was waiting for Lois in the local cafe in Metropolis. In her last voicemail, she said she wanted to meet up for old time's sake, though Clark doubted that. When he announced to her and Perry that he was leaving the Planet, Lois treated him very coldly and rudely right up to when he exit the doors. Ever since then, she didn't contact him until now. So what did she want now?

The Kansas native sipped on a cup of joe as he waited. He let his thoughts wander a bit. So Raizen was back, with a being who was possibly more powerful than the Saiyan was. This person took down the JLA with a single glance. And Diana being summoned by her divine family. The latter concerned him the most. From what he had heard, Diana's half siblings played very unfair. He knew that he was worrying for no reason, but he couldn't help himself.

"Sorry I'm late." A female voice broke Clark from his thoughts. Lois plopped on the chair in front of him. "Had a deadline to meet."

"No worries." Clark smiled softly and leaned back on his chair. "So how're you doing?"

"Okay, I guess." Lois grimaced. "Though the boss is starting to breath down our necks for our latest story on the JLA at Japan."

Clark raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Said something about 'those sword-wielding hacks and their ludicrous honor shit'." Lois sighed. "Wanted to write that the Japanese kidnapped the JLA, but Perry talked him out of it. I can still hear them fighting about it."

Clark pushed his glasses higher up his nose. "So, what did you want to talk about?"

Lois took a deep breathe. "Look Smallville. I know that you and I didn't leave on the right foot last time."

"That's putting it mildly, Lois."

"Sorry if I seemed too bitter." The brunette beauty sighed. "That's just me when I get angry. I take things really personally, and I took your leaving very much so. But, let me give you something."

"Oh?" Clark asked and Lois went to her bag to pull out a folder. "Daily Planet is starting a vlog site now. Perry and I convinced Morgan about it after your vlogging site got really popular. You know, after the Superman kissing Wonder Woman."

"Don't remind me..." The Kryptonian in disguise muttered. He knew exactly what she was talking about. Cat Grant, Clark's partner for the vlog, got a picture of him and Diana kissing from an anonymous source. She blasted in media space and nealry overnight, their vlog began the most visited site for several weeks. He hated how his romance with Diana was getting the attention that it was. It was getting so bad that in public appearances, crowds began to chant for him and her to make out. Diana, the princess as she was, took it in stride and one time pulled him into a kiss, and later compensated the shy farmboy very well that night. Clark could feel the blush and ever-widening smile climb up his face.

"Don't look so smug, Smallville." Lois raised an eyebrow, misunderstanding Clark's smile for something else. Clark refocused his attention to the folder in front him and scanned it with his x-ray vision. Inside it was a pair of contracts along with a check.

"What is it?" Clark asked.

"An offer." Lois smirked. "Morgan wants to acquire the and rehire both of you. I took a peak at the check, and it's huge."

Clark was silent for a minute. "Let me talk this over with Cat."

Lois raised her arms with annoyance. "Oh come on, Smallville! What's there to think about? Your cut of the check is enough to buy a condo in the uptown and then some! Isn't this what you wanted? Some recognition?"

Clark shook his head. "If you think I wanted just some recognition, then you don't know me as well as you think." Clark turned to glance out the window, only to see a familiar face. He quickly put a few bucks on the table for the coffee. "I have to go. I have a meeting with Cat."

Lois sat frozen at the table. "Smallville..." She started, but Clark had already left the cafe. Outside, Clark saw this familiar person walk into an alleyway and followed him. He finally caught up to this person and smiled. "Heard you were back on Earth."

"Yeah. But I wish I had better news, Kal-El. We need to talk." Raizen, dressed in human clothes, spoke.

Sadla, Universe 6

In a wasteland, three Saiyans, one male and two female, were sparring intensely. Caulifla and Kale, both in their Super Saiyans forms, fought against Goku, who was in his base state.

"Ya!" Caulifla threw a barrage of punches at Goku. "I'm going to beat you this time!"

Goku smirked. "Not a chance!" He blocked her punches and threw a kick. Caulifla flipped back as Kale flew over to kick. But Goku grabbed her ankle, spun, and threw her into her partner, sending both of them crashing into the ground. When the dust settle, the two female saiyans were lying in a crater, back to their base state.

"Damn, that hurt..." Caulifla groaned, grabbing the back of her head. Kale, who was on top of her, moaned as well. "You okay, Kale?"

"H-hai..." Kale slowly got off of her and plobbed down onto her back.

"You two are getting better!" Goku floated above them. "But you still have some ways to go."

"Damn it!" Caulifla sat back up and punched the ground. "We are both Super Saiyans, yet still getting our asses kicked!"

"Transformations increase only your strength and speed, not your skills." Goku put his hands on his hips. "You two need to learn how to fight better rather than trying to get a new transformation."

Caulifla tried to turn back into a Super Saiyan, but found her stamina too low. "Damn it..."

The older male saiyan floated down to the ground. "Before getting a new form, try to be better suited to your current form. Getting rid of that restless feeling, for a start."

Caulifla and Kale stood back up, glancing at each other slightly and taking a deep breathe. They returned to their Super Saiyan States, their golden auras flaring.

"Now maintain in that state as long as you can." Goku responded. "Minutes, hours...until you can keep it."

"What's the point of this?" Caulifla brazenly asked. "Who care if we can maintain this longer?"

Goku lifted his finger. "One, your stamina. You two are burning through your stamina every time you become Super Saiyan or even higher. Get used to Super Saiyan, and you can conserve your energy fighting."

"Fine. While we're doing that...we fight!" Caulifla smirked and shot forward with a punch. Kale joined in the fight.

From far away, Champa and Vados was watching amusedly. "Goku and Vegeta are training our fighters well!" Champa snickered. "They are being useful for a change."

"My, Lord Champa...I originally thought you would hate their coming here." Vados spoke with a surprised tone.

Champa smiled gleefully. "I thought so too. But I figured out a way to get a step above Beerus!"

"Oh, pray tell, my lord." Vados asked.

"You told me that the Zeno Kings enjoyed the Tournament of Power. I'm sure there will be another one like the one we just had! With those two Saiyan's help, my fighters will be as strong as Beerus's! Next Tournament, we will win!"

"My my...Lord Champa. It's really good to see you using your brain! Using your brain burns a lot of calories!" Vados teased.

"Shut up! Vados!" Champa snapped. "When I got resurrected, I lost enough calories!"

"Of course, Lord Champa." Vados commented, seeing Goku holding his own against Kale and Caulifla. "Though I don't like to admit this, but Lord Beerus had a point."

Champa snapped towards her. "Oh, and what did that skinny rat say that was right?"

"Goku is a far more talented fighter than either Caulifla and Kale." Vados noted. "We may find him brash and even idiotic, but he shows nearly unparalleled insight when fighting."

"He can't be that good. Explain!" The fat Destroyer plopped down on the ground. crossing his arms.

"Notice how he is fighting now, my lord. When he first fought Caulifla, he was carefully exploiting her weaknesses as soon as she revealed them. If he used his knowledge and intended to win, he would have defeated her easily. But now, he is fighting so that she may learn of these weaknesses herself. To top it off, he is doing that for both Caulifla and Kale. Only a real master could do that while enjoying sparring."

Champa humphed. "Aren't you overrating the mortal?"

"Not at all, my lord. Son Goku is a genius at fighting, but not much else, I'm afraid." Vados giggled. "So, who should represent Universe 6? Cabba or Caulifla?"

Champa scratched his ears. "If Cabba were to get much stronger...then him. But right now, it's Kale. She could go berserk all she wants regardless of collateral damage!"

"I don't think that will look well on our universe, my lord. After all, this team is supposed to represent us."

"As long as we win, it doesn't matter! By the way, where is Hit? I want him in the Tournament too!" Champa whined.

"I did ask Hit, but he refused when he learned that Jiren and Goku were not participating." Vados noted.

"Hmph, these mortals and their pride! Who do they think they are? Gods?" Champa snapped. "Vados, I want food now!"

"Absolutely, Lord Champa!" Vados tapped her staff and food appeared from thin air. "This is Gua Bao, a delicacy from Earth which I had enjoyed greatly when I visited Son Goku's family." She pointed at a plat of marinated pork-belly slices sandwiched in soft buns.

Champa took one in his mouth and squealed with delight. "MMMMM...that's good. And Beerus had this kind of food all to himself for months!"

Suddenly, Vados received a call from her staff. "Hello?" From her staff, her father's face appeared. "Hello, your Holiness."

"Hello, Vados. Champa." Grand Priest's face spoke and Champa spat out the food and stood straight up.

"Yes! Your Holiness!" Champa quickly wiped the food from his face. "How may we help you?!"

"You can start by doing your duties as God of Destruction." The Grand Priest answered promptly. "A foreign influence has just entered our multiverse. All 12 Gods of Destruction are to congregate to Zeno's Palace immediately." His face disappeared from Vados' staff.

Grumbling, Champa stuffed his face again one last time. "Let's go! The quicker we finish, the quicker we can return!"

Sighing, Vados tapped her staff and the two of them warped away.

Sector 3272, Prime Universe...

From his balcony of his command ship, Frieza (in his final state) watched gleefully at this brand new universe. All the planets and stars were his for the taking, with only weaklings standing in his way...

After finishing the Tournament of Power and being revived by Beerus's good graces, Frieza returned to his homeworld of Eis, his empire's capital, to rebuild his empire. That was more difficult than he had originally thought. Amongst his race, the Frost Demons, his reputation was in tatters because of his losses against the monkey Goku. He had to spend the better part of two months reestablishing himself as the strongest of his race. How? By dismembering all of his would-be rivals for others to see. And after that, he brought together the severed factions of his Frieza Force into a unified force again.

But even as his Frieza was coming together, the former emperor debated on whether to attack Earth. All of his most hated enemies were there, and he could maybe he could destroy the planet without anybody noticing. That was brilliant in theory, but horrible in practical terms. He came up with countless strategies, all of them hinging on the assumption that the Saiyans wouldn't intercept him. The Namekian and the younger Saiyans he could handle. Goku and that brat Vegeta? No. Those monkeys defeated Jiren and Toppo, two of which humiliated Frieza more than those Saiyans monkeys ever did.

In the end, invading his own universe, he decided, would be too risky. So he had his best scientists create a multi-dimensional transportation device to travel to another separate universe. More frustrations came as his scientists failed to develop such technology, despite his death threats and multiple executions. That was until, a mysterious being appeared one day. This purple-skinned brat with pulled back white hair and glasses looked suspicious, as he described himself to be a fellow connoisseur of chaos. He handed Frieza an artifact that would allow his scientists to break the laws of reality and travel to another universe. When he demanded what he wanted in exchange, she merely requested that he cause devastation in the other universe.

Much to Frieza's surprise, the artifact had worked and his scientists finally perfected their inter-dimensional technology, able to create a giant, stable wormhole. And a month later, Frieza mobilized his massive fleet through it, but not before being visited by someone.

Flashback

Frieza crossed his arms as his ships positioned themselves in front of the wormhole.

"Lord Frieza, the fleets are in position. We await your command." The command ship captain asked.

"Then proceed." Frieza ordered, and the ships closest to the wormhole began to enter it. Then a purple beam pierced through them, destroying them.

"Halt the ships!" The Emperor looked out the bridge to see who it was and sat the last two beings that he wanted to meet. Beerus and Whis.

"Keep the ships back until I say so." Frieza told his officers and exited the ship to fly to the divine pair.

Beerus scratched his ear with his ear. "I see that you have been for the past few months, Frieza." He casually looked his his black nails. "I thought you were up to your usual tricks."

"Lord Beerus..." Frieza bowed nervously. "What do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

"Whis here told me that you were skipping this universe for a new one." The cat-like God pointed at his attendant, who nodded. "Remember, Frieza. I had you brought back; I can just as easily send back to hell." He spoke gruffly.

The tyrant gulped. He didn't expect the Destroyer to appear.

"Buuuuuut..." Beerus scratched his head. "I really don't care what you do in another universe."

"You're really letting me go?" Frieza asked. There was no way it was this easy.

"I'm a Destroyer. I don't care for other universe's affairs." Beerus said boringly. "When you fought the saiyans, I didn't intervene because it was beneath me. The same thing here."

Whis giggled. "Have fun, Frieza."

Flashback End

Frieza looked the artifact that the purple brat gave to him in his hand. It was a Dragon Ball, a darker, blacker version compared to the ones he had seen before. For some reason, this one was different. According to his scientists, it fed on negative energy and distorted the laws of reality. The more negative energy given to it, the greater its power was. It was certainly going to be useful in his conquest.

"Lord Frieza!" An officer wearing battle armor and caped bowed before him. "We have completed the survey of the stellar regions in this sector. 150 Planets are suitable for living, while the others have hostile living environments.

"Mobilize the Frieza Force to the 150 planets and terraform half the of the hostile planets," Frieza spoke, not turning to his officer. "My empire must have a strong foothold before it reaches out to other sectors. Anything else?"

"Yes. We captured this strange creature during out salvaging operations." The officer spoke as two of his subordinates dragged a petite, pale alien. "This thing belonged to the force that you destroyed."

"Then tell me why this warrants my attention, officer," Frieza spoke softly.

The officer cleared his throat. "This alien has a unique weapon, my lord." The officer bowed before Frieza and held out a yellow ring. "This weapon allowed this weak creature to kill several of our middle-ranking officers before being subdued."

Finally interested, Frieza turned around and floated to the captured alien. He wrapped his tail around the alien's neck and hoisted him up. "Who are you, creature?"

The struggling alien gave a blank look with its black pupilless eyes. "Nax..."

"Nax, will you be kind enough to tell me what this is?" Frieza used his telekinesis to lift the Sinestro Ring from his officer's hand. "What can this do?"

"A power ring..." Nax gasped as Frieza's tail wrapped tighter around her neck. "It allows us to use fear against our enemies..."

"Fear?" Frieza looked at the ring with great interest. "Perhaps you can demonstrate?"

"...Gladly..!" Nax suddenly freed herself by releasing what seemed like a telekinetic blast.

"Get him!" The officer's subordinates were about to hold her down, but Nax spread her hands out and wiggled her fingers. In a matter of moments, the thugs were dissected, with their organs and skin peeled off into nice ribbons."

The officer screamed with terror as Frieza laughed with amusement. "So that's your ability? How amusing you are!"

Nax dropped the cut up thugs to the ground and held out her hand to telekinetically pull her power ring. But Frieza casually held the ring in place with his own telekinetic powers, toying with his prisoner. Nax held out her other hand to dissect Frieza, but the Emperor smirked at her, unaffected by her power.

"Your powers are something to behold," Frieza commented, amused by the display. "But you lack power, girl."

Nax tried hard to pull her ring back to her finger. If she could only get her ring back, then she could defeat this monster easily. Or so she thought

"Hohoho!" Frieza chuckled behind his freehand and show his eye beams through Nax's legs, making her fall to her knees. He continued to attack her at non-vital points, enjoying watching her squirm in pain.

Bored with his torture, Frieza weakened his telekinetic pull. "Show this trinket can do." Nax slipped the ring on her finger and shone with yellow energy, all of her injuries healed and power overflowing.

"Behold the power of Fear!" Nax snapped, creating constructs of torture weapons with her ring and flinging them at Frieza. Frieza casually cut through them with his finger beams. Nax retaliated by creating barbed chains and wrapping them around Frieza.

"Show me your fear!" Nax asked as Frieza suddenly felt himself feeling an unwelcome emotion, fear. Frieza had felt this dread only a few moments in his life when facing Lord Beerus and Goku.

Goku. Frieza hated to admit it...he felt fear when facing the lowly monkey. By all accounts, he should have defeated him. Then why? HOW COULD HE LOSE?

Nax's ring created a yellow construct that looked just like Goku in his Super Saiyan state. "Frieza..." It rasped and charged at Frieza. Feeling Frieza's fear, Nax felt joy and raised her victim's fear to higher levels to him beg for mercy.

If only it went as smoothly...the evil emperor's fear turned to unbridled rage as he gazed upon the construct.

"YOU DAMN SAIYAN MONKEY!" Frieza shouted as he put his hands out and shot out a powerful ki blast that tore through the entire bridge of the ship. The blast destroyed the construct and hit Nax full force. The most officers on the bridge were sucked out by the vacuum and died in space.

"Raise the shields!" The main officer yelled as a green energy sphere formed around the ship, protecting the ships' crew from space.

Amidst the torn ship bridge, Frieza held the badly burnt Nax's neck in his hand. The evil tyrant breathed heavily as his sudden rage disappeared. "You will pay for that...I will tear you apart limb by limb...!" Then by impulse, Frieza crushed his victim's neck, killing her instantly.

Frieza dropped the body to the floor, but not before seeing the Yellow Lantern Ring float up to him. "Target...unknown...You have the ability to instill great fear...welcome to the Sinestro Corp." The ring spoke with a robotic voice as it landed on Frieza's hand. The tyrant slowly smiled and picked up the ring in his fingers.

"Lord Frieza?" The remaining officers looked up at their emperor, filled in anticipation at what was going to happen.

Frieza lifted the ring to his ring finger. "When I'm done...there will be no Sinestro Corp...there will only be...the Frieza Force..." He placed the ring on his finger, and the everything exploded with yellow light.

Not far away on Ranx the Sentient City (Headquarters of Sinestro Corp), Sinestro was convening with his Lantern Corp, planning for a counterattack. But then he felt a wave of dread flowing through his corp. Never before had he felt this, but he knew exactly what was happening.

A rival had appeared.

Several Hours later...Mount Olympus, Prime Earth

Diana and Hermes stood in front of the Olympian Pantheon, AKA her dysfunctional Greek Family. In the middle was Apollo, the current ruler of Olympus. By his side were Hera, Artemis, Hephaestus, Strife, Eros, Aphrodite, Dionysus, and Hestia, all of them sitting in extravagant thrones.

"Why was I summoned, Apollo?" Diana demanded from her half-brother. Recently Apollo had become the ruler of Olympus after Zeus's disappearance, and his rule of Olympus had been tumultuous at best. The tension amongst the Olympians were as thick as ever.

"Such impatience..." Strife drawled as she lounged side-ways on her throne. "But the half-breed speaks my mind. Yes, Apollo, why WERE we summoned all together? Are we celebrating Thanksgiving?"

"We are here because Olympus now faces the greatest threat to its existence." Apollo spoke curtly.

"Who? The Titans? Typhon? Don't tell me it's the First Born again!" Dionysus slurred, pouring himself another cup of wine.

"None of them. A God-Slayer and a Time Patroller." Apollo answered, and suddenly, all the Olympians sat straighter in their seats, suddenly rigid.

"A God-Slayer AND a Time-Patroller?" Hera whispered. "This isn't good..."

Diana frowned. "What is going on? Why are you all so worried about these beings?"

The Olympians looked amongst each other before Hera spoke. "As you know, girl, we gods exist and act on a higher plane of existence over mortals. But, even we Gods have rules that we never break. One, we do not mess with timelines. And second, we perform our divine duties. And there are two organizations that enforce those rules. The Order of God-Slayers and the Time Patrol. I assume you already heard of the latter?"

The Amazon demi-goddess nodded, remembering what she heard from Kal about his friend Raizen. But this was the first time she heard about God-Slayers. "What are God-Slayers?"

"By far the deadlier of the two organizations." Apollo spoke this time, his hands tapping on his flaming throne. "The God-Slayers, as the name implies, slays gods that they believe to be disorderly and disobedient. They are far more liberal than Time Patrol and are not afraid to slaughter pantheons just to make a point. And no god, even if they are lowly demi-god like you or a Skyfather like Zeus, will dare to cross a God Slayer."

"Yes, Zeus found that out the hard way..." Hera muttered, getting other Olympian's attention.

"What do you mean he found out the hard way?" Eros asked. "What happened?"

Hera put her hand on her lap. "This was before some of you here were born. Zeus, believe it or not, was much more wild in his youth. He did everything he wanted to without thinking about consequences. Then one day...he came." The former Queen of the Gods began to weave a spell. "In fact, it is easier to show you." She cast an spell that created a giant TV-like hologram in front of all the Olympians and Diana to see. "What's this for?" Artemis asked.

"Zeus being humbled." Hestia answered, grinning as she conjured up a bucket of popcorn. "I was there with Hera. Trust me. This is rea."

In the hologram, Zeus was standing in front of a much shorter, yet well built man with spiky black hair and widow's peak on his head. He was wearing a suit of futuristic black and white battle armor. The two of them were in a lush green forest, next to a peaceful lake.

"A mortal?" Zeus's laugh boomed as lightning coursed throughout his body. "The God-Slayers send a mere mortal against me?"

The shorter man scoffed, crossed his arms. "An Olympian. I was sent to beat up a mere Olympian? You wouldn't even pose a challenge to me."

Zeus stopped laughing and snarled. "You dare speak to me that way? I, the Skyfather and King of the Gods!?" The sky darkened with storm clouds, and lightning rained down from the sky around the mortal.

"You think a lightning farter scares me?" The mortal smirked. "Your power pales in comparison to mine!" He uncrossed his arms and clenched his fists. The air around him grew heavy as his spiky hair grew more rigid and the ground underneath him cracked. "Hyah!" He yelled as he underwent a profound transformation. His hair turned rigid and blue, blue, sparking aura wrapped around his body, his eyes turned from black to blue, and his muscles grew slightly larger.

"That transformation!" Diana exclaimed, watching the holo. "The time patroller that fought Darkseid! He did the same thing."

"Yes, rather remarkable, wouldn't you say?" Hera spoke.

In the holo, Zeus tensed, as he was threatened by the massive power of this rude mortal. "How...you're power...it's divine."

The mortal's smirk grew even larger. "Correct. This mortal before you attained the powers of a God, and even surpassed them!" He then took a fighting stance. "What's wrong? Lost your lightning?"

Zeus shook his head and roared, lightning surging from his body. "Never! Your sacrilegious boasts. You will pay for those with your life. So says the God of Gods!" He charged at this blue warrior, and instantly, the lush green landscape exploded. The infinite clashing of blows tore the landscape apart.

The God of Lightning moved at speeds far surpassing light and struck with strength greater that shook the very heavens. His lightning vaporized nearly anything it even touched. Any other Olympian would have been destroyed from the onslaught. But his opponent was no Olympian, unfortunately for Zeus. He matched Zeus blow for blow, power against power. Then Zeus and he were caught in an energy blast stalemate, where Zeus's blue lightning collided with his opponent's yellow blast.

"It's been eons since I fought against a worthy foe. But this ends now! Zeus reigns supreme!" The Olympian King roared as he increased his lightning, pushing the energy build-up toward his enemy.

His opponent, however, only smirked in response. "Funny. I was going to say you weren't good enough to fight me." The yellow blast increased in size in turn. The energy build up was back in the middle. The ground around them shattered because of an earthquake caused by the stalemate, with lightning crashing around.

"Now for the finish...Final Flash!" The opponent yelled and his energy blast suddenly grew far more powerful, tearing through Zeus's lightning and exiting Earth's atmosphere, traveling elsewhere to any planet or star unfortunate to be in the attack's way.

As the dust settled, Zeus was laying on the burnt ground, badly burnt and bruised himself. His arms and legs were mangled, as if a car just ran them over.

"Not bad, not many could have withstood my attack and lived." The other warrior grabbed and lifted Zeus by the neck. "If this were a real fight, I would kill you right now. But then I would get endless nagging from that time girl." He grunted. "So here is the deal. Next time you do dumb things, I come back and finish you." He slammed Zeus back down into the ground and walked away.

Hera's spell dispelled, leaving the Olympians rather stunned.

"It took Zeus years to recover from his wounds after that battle." The former Queen of Olympus spoke. "And after that, Zeus never broke any time laws."

"And now a warrior with similar abilities has returned to Earth, not to mention the God-Slayer." Hestia added. "Perhaps it has to do with the Tournament?"

Diana frowned. "What Tournament?" Hestia explained to Diana the Tournament amongst all the pantheons in this universe and the prize.

"Olympus must win this prize." Apollo stood up. "That's why you're going to lead our team in this tournament."

"Team? What team?" Diana asked and Apollo magically summoned four beings to her side. The Amazon Princess's eyes widened as she saw her soon-to-be teammate. "No!" She screamed.

JSDF Headquarters, Tokyo, Japan, Prime Earth

Batman, after hacking into the Japanese Intelligence Agency, had found out that the JSDF (Japan Ground Self Defense Force) was holding the JLA members in underground cells under Tokyo itself.

The Caped Crusader decided to rescue the JLA members, but he knew there was no way that the League would ever help him because of the possible public fallout. So he would do it himself, with a bit of help. So he picked up his help from Gotham and flew to Tokyo in his cloaked Batjet.

"You know, when you invited me to Tokyo, I thought we were going to have some fun." A feminine, sultry voice sang as Batman flew the Batjet. Next to Batman was Selina Kyle, also known as Catwoman, another member of the now-defunct JLA. "Like getting some sushi at a Michelin restaurant."

"Nearing our destination now," Batman spoke as he set the jet into autopilot as it floated above what seemed like an abandoned railway station.

"Kinda surprised that you would Gotham for this, Bruce." Selina raised her eyebrow. "I thought you hated leaving it behind."

"Nightwing and Robin has Gotham under control." Batman replied. He put the location of the captured JLA targets in his computer screen.

Selina leaned over to take a peak. She saw several dots beings spread out all over the city. "So they have been split apart?" She asked.

"Not only that..." Batman typed several commands to the computer. "...their current locations directly correspond to a temple in the city."

"Now why would they do that?" Selina frowned. "I would think they would keep them all in the same place like a prison."

Batman silently agreed. Something didn't smell right to him, but he wasn't going to find anything just by staying away. Just then, the jet arrived at one of the spots. "We're here."

Catwoman took off her seatbelt and quickly straddled Batman's thighs. "I expect a sufficient reward for this, Bruce."

Batman looked up at the woman on top. "Giving you a solid alibi so that you don't get branded a national traitor sounds enough, doesn't it?"

The woman on top pouted. "I thought that was charity! Besides, you wouldn't have let me rot in a cell. You like me too much." She whispered, her lips very close to his.

Batman sighed. "Let's finish this first, okay?" Selina smiled and quickly got off his lap. He then opened the Batjet's cockpit and prepared to jump out, but not before Catwoman gave him a peck on the lips.

"One for good luck." She smirked and jumped off, flipping in the air before gracefully landed on all fours like a cat. Batman followed suit and the Batjet recloaked itself before flying away. The two of them walked through a serene temple garden, and they were alone.

"Not a great security detail, huh, Bruce?" Selina whispered. Batman turned on his infrared and heat-tracking vision in his Batcowl, only to see nothing noticeable in the environment.

"Who's imprisoned here, anyway?" Catwoman whispered as Batman took out his tracker to find where the JLA member was.

"Martian Manhunter." The Caped Crusader answered.

"J'onn?" Selina gasped. She remembered the silent and gentle martian during the JLA meeting. "I hope he's alright."

"I'm more curious about how the JSDF are holding him here." Batman commented. "He should have been able to escape with his intangibility. Either the JSDF have more advanced technology than US or they are using magic."

A voice rang out. "How about neither?" The dark duo turned to the voice and barely dodged something being thrown to the ground. It was a kunai with a flaming piece of paper tied to it.

"Watch out!" Selina screamed and Batman jumped to her and covered them both with his cape. The explosion sent both of them back several feet, knocking them back. Fazed, but not yet knocked out, Batman and Catwoman quickly got to their feet. They stood back-to-back against each other and looked around the garden, but saw nobody else.

"Show yourself!" Batman growled. He got only silence. "I only want to talk."

"You invaded our territory just to talk? Fat chance." From the darkness, a shadow reached out from the ground towards the Gotham pair. The two of them jumped into the air to avoid the strange shadow, but then the shadows reached out and anchored the two costumed heroes back to the ground, restrained.

"W-what...?" Bruce struggled to speak as several ninjas wearing strange metal-plated head-bands appeared from the darkness, led by a man wearing strange attire with his hair pulled back in a spiky ponytail.

"You want to talk? Fine. But only if you talk first." The man whispered, taking out a kunai from his vest. He then cut off Batman's cowl, revealing his identity. "Bruce Wayne, huh?"

"Who...who are you?" Batman chocked out. The shadows were tightening their grips on his and Selina's neck, barely around them to move.

"Us? We are Japan's shadow. And you are our prisoners." The man motioned his men to take his new prisoners away. "Contact Shinsou. We got ourselves two more prisoners." He spoke as he and his men disappeared into the shadows.

The Fortress of Solitude, Prime Earth

Kal and Raizen returned to the former's Fortress of Solitude to talk, to keep away from prying eyes.

"Great to see that this place hasn't changed," Raizen smirked as the two of them walked through the Fortress. "Remember all the training we did?"

Kal gave him a wry smile. "Training? More like death battles. I can still feel the pains, you know?" The Saiyan and the Kryptonian chuckled, sharing a few laughs. "So, what's this you want to tell me?"

Raizen sighed and leaned against a crystalline wall. "Well, I'm pretty sure that your bat friend told you about Japan."

Kal nodded. "Your friend? Who is he?"

The Saiyan cleared his throat and crossed his arms. "His name is Shinsou...Shinsou Uchiha. A childhood friend."

"Is he a Time Patroller like you?" Kal asked, but Raizen shook his head.

"No. He's a God Slayer." Raizen explained.

"God-Slayer?" The Kryptonian asked.

"The Order of God-Slayers is a sister organization to the Time Patrol. It has existed since the first Gods ever existed. Its mission is to keep the gods in line and kill any rogue ones." Raizen explained. "Gods all have duties they have to perform. Gods of Death, Gods of Love, etc. But when Gods abandon their duties, their absence can cause catastrophes and havoc. The God-Slayers police over the pantheons in all multiverses so that they do their job."

"Why's he here?" Kal asked. "To kill a god?"

"No, he's here for an entirely different reason, this time. And his mission really takes the cake." Raizen spoke. "Sometime in the near future, a fighting tournament will be held amongst all the powers in this universe, along with a team from my multiverse."

"A fighting tournament?" Kal asked again. "Why?"

Raizen grunted "I honestly don't know. According to a source of mine, this tournament is just a pissing contest. But the prize...is being granted a single wish. Any wish. Regardless of scale or complexity."

"And what's this Shinsou's role in this?" The Kryptonian asked.

"To not let anybody from this universe win..." Raizen answered.

"Then what's the purpose of the tournament?" Kal frowned. "If you didn't want their wishes granted, then why hold a tournament?"

"I really don't know. That's classified even to me." The Saiyan tapped his foot. "But...all I know is something big is going to happen. Something that might change your multiverse forever."

"Master Kal-El. Mistress Diana has landed outside the Fortress of Solitude." Kelex's probe floated towards Kal. "And it is great to see you again, Master Raizen."

"Same here, Kelex." Raizen grinned, then looked confused. "Who's Diana?"

Kal grinned as well. "You'll see. Let her in, Kelex." He told his Fortress AI, and the giant fortress doors opened up. From the door, Diana in her Wonder Woman armor glided in.

"Kal!" She smiled as she landed in his arms, sharing a deep embrace with her beloved. Then they shared a very passionate kiss, which prompted Raizen to clear his throat.

"Ah hem?" Raizen spoke, getting both of their attention.

"Sorry." Kal smiled, slightly embarrassed. "Raizen, this is Diana. Diana, Raizen."

"So this is Raizen!" Diana exclaimed as she turned to the Saiyan. "The time patroller who trained Kal for a year and then fought with us against Darkseid." She raised her hand. "Nice to finally meet you."

"Yeah, that's me..." Raizen shrugged and shook her hand. There was something strange about this woman, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He couldn't sense her ki. Either she was really good at masking it, or she doesn't have have ki. Is she an android or something? Raizen thought. "So...how long have you two been an item?"

"Roughly a year." Kal wrapped his arm around Diana's shoulder.

"Hmph...interesting." Raizen muttered, rubbing his chin. "What are you? An android or something?"

"An...excuse me?" Diana asked, slightly affronted.

"I'm just saying...I can't sense your ki, or life energy." Raizen shrugged. "Either you're dead, robotic, or magical. Just curious."

"I'm a demigoddess, daughter of Zeus and Hippolyta." The Amazon princess answered.

"Oh, that makes sense." Raizen put his clenched fist over his other hand, as if he understood something. "Yeah, that explains it."

Diana sighed. "In fact, I have several questions of my own, if you don't mind?"

"Sure, shoot." Raizen asked. Just then the Justice League communicator went off. Sighing, Superman and Wonder Woman turned on their communicator. "What is it Victor?"

In the watchtower, Cyborg and Flash were in the med-bay watching over a badly beaten up person. "You guys need to come here. Remember talking about guys that helped us against Darkseid? Well, the purple-haired one just came crashing towards Earth a few minutes back."

"Trunks!?" Raizen's voice rose. "What's he doing here?"

"He's in critical condition and is in the med-bay right now. And he keeps muttering one word..." Victor spoke. "And also, Batman's communicator went offline. I can't find him anywhere on Earth through my scanners."

Kal saw Raizen's worried face. "Okay, we're coming." He looked at Raizen, who nodded.

"I'm coming with you." Raizen spoke up. He had to go to check on his friend. He also wondered who could have done this to him.

Diana then spoke. "You said that this person is speaking one word...what is it?"

Victor looked at Trunks, who was lying down on the med-bay bed. "I don't know. But it sounds like...Freezer or something."

Raizen's expression turned from worry, to confusion, and then to rage. "Frieza! He's here?!"

So that's the chapter. I hope you guys like it. Please review! No flames allowed!

Next time, Frieza vs Trunks. What could have happened that landed Trunks in his current state? Find out next chapter!