Dimensional Hoppers

Chapter 1

The year 2050, April 1st.

I hated this day, for as long as I could remember in my 30 years of life, something would always go wrong on this day. Small things at first, broke my nose here, somehow slipped on a banana there, small things you know? Though as the years went by it seemed to just get worse. The best example I could give was just last year, I ended up accidentally slipping on a banana which caused me to slip onto a child's leg. Not only did I feel bad but my wallet felt worse afterwards.

Long story short I dread to find out what will go wrong today. Outside of this day, my life is actually quite good. I'm born german; blond hair, blue eyes, an average face and surprisingly 5'9 in height. Not only was I gifted in the looks department but got an amazingly brilliant mind too. Although I say I'm german, it's more accurate to say I'm American.

2020 was when I was born, not the best decade to be born in. Only a short 5 years after I was born my parents moved, taking me to America. At about 7 was when I truly started to shine in my mind, started to learn English and German at an alarming pace. Never really learned any other language than that though, since for some odd reason I couldn't change my german accent once I had it down. At the age of 10 and onwards I studied and became a scientist in bio-engineering.

There were two reasons for this, at the time I reached 10 I was a lucky witness to the first astronauts to head to mars. That got me interested in space and sci-fi and made me want to explore anything to do with it. Turns out I was incredible when it came to biology and from there studied, becoming a bio-engineer. That would have been a normal life of a genius, the second reason was what changed my life from normal to crazy.

My second reason is related to a hobby I picked up shortly after the age of 10, watching shows, anime and all the like. Specifically the sci-fi super-powered cartoons. Since I was gifted in biology, watching all these shows with super-powered characters caught my interest immensely and made me ask a question that I wanted an answer to. 'How could I become like them?'This is what truly got me into becoming a bio-engineer, the drive to make myself a superhuman.

So here I am now in my own lab, with a vial filled with DNA of what I engineered to be superior to our own. You might be wondering what I based this DNA on, well after all the media I exposed myself to I came to the concussion of saiyan DNA. Some might call me crazy saying that instead of that I could go for Kryptonian DNA or fuse many other DNA to create some sort of super-duper-human.

First, Kryptonians have a glaring weakness of red sunlight, and trying to fix that weakness could change how the whole structure of the DNA works. Not to mention that it's somewhat impossible to make a person charged by the sun. Second, trying to fuse other fictional DNA's is out of the question, the complications of that creativity are beyond me. So many things could go wrong with that.

Saiyan DNA however really only has 2 glaring weaknesses, their increased energy need and their tails. The first weakness can be solved by just having enough food, not that hard to solve. The tail problem is a little more complicated as amputating a theoretical limb could cause multiple problems if not done correctly. Other than the weaknesses, saiyan DNA is not as complicated to replicate as Kryptonian DNA. The only part I can't seem to get down is the whole great ape thing, that whole process makes no biological sense.

Even with all of this talk, this DNA is only a theoretical replica, I can't make a true replica since there's not too much to go off of. Although I'm confident that the vile I'm holding in my hands is as close as I could ever get. If you're asking what I'm currently wearing, well it's a simple blend. Some black sneakers, along with blue jeans and a yellow shirt. Oh, and who could forget the lab coat, that's a given.

With the biggest smile I could muster, I let out a breath "After 20 years… finally got what I needed to make my dream come true. Now all I need is to test this on some rats again, poor rats." While walking towards what I dub 'Rat Hell' I shove the vile down my lab coat. Arriving at Rat Hell I start sorting through the cupboards searching for a needle to start the testing. Finding the needle I let out a mad cackle. "Ah, there it is. Might be unorthodox to start this without writing up a proper experiment, but I'm just too excited!"

Although before I could continue what most would consider madness, another person entered my lab giving me the most bored expression. "Great, just what I needed, another one of your experiments. Don't tell me I'm going to need to go dig up some graves just in case?"

Harsh, there's only like a few dozen down the road, not too many. Turning around I gave my lab buddy a look of mock rejection. "Ouch, and after all of my praise towards your work, you would still say such things?"

A look of annoyance crossed his face. "Shove it, will you? Didn't mean what I said, you know that Chester,"

I grinned mischievously at his words. "Course I knew, just wanted to get back at you Derek."

Then there's Derek, my lab partner. You might be thinking he's just as brilliant as me, and you'd be right. Except his work is all invested into making a real-life teleporter. Every time I'd ask him why he wanted to do this, his answer every time was, 'I'm lazy, that's why.' Short and simple, but

understandable. If he could just teleport everywhere he wouldn't need to walk, honestly, it's surprising how many great minds create great things because of simple reasons.

In terms of looks were practically opposites, a german and a keep it short and simple Derek is of African-American descent; dark brown curly hair, dark brown eyes, about my height if not shorter, decent face and in all honesty, we both are average when it comes to how fit we are. For what he's wearing? Well, it's about the same as mine except he's got a green shirt on. Gotta keep it matching in a way.

Now in mind, we both are equally brilliant and crazy. Our whole friendship started when I found out that Derek and I both loved the same cartoons and the whole genre of sci-fi. Truly an amazing friendship, and a deadly combo for a scientist duo. Just imagine the endless ideas we could come up with, truly terrifying.

Back with Derek, he gave me a dry chuckle. "Course you would," Then he proceeded to stand next to me intrigued by Rat Hell being active once again. "Still curious though if your experiment will actually work this time."

"It will," I spoke, turning my attention towards the rats, needle in hand. "It has to."

"Here's to hoping," my partner said as he left one of his prototypes on the next table over. "I won't stay and watch though, always fucking hated needles." With that Derek left the room. Presumingly out to get some equipment to work on the device he left on the table.

With that in mind, I went over and opened the glass container containing 2 rats, needle in hand ready for injection. I would have continued further if not for April to finally rear its ugly head. 'Scheisse!' I cursed internally as I fell forwards causing the glass to break, freeing the rats. As I got up from what was likely a concussion I saw it.

'What in the ever living-' before I could continue that thought Derek appeared at the door, panic all over his face.

"Chester! What the hell happened, I heard gla-," Derek caught sight of the now broken Rat Hell, forming a frown. "Great - now we've got a rat problem, great going dumbass."

"First of all," I frowned at that. "It's not my fault, I mean you know what day it is right?"

Derek gave a look of understanding, "Yea, yea, you've got a point there, whole April fucking 1st being the worst day for you and all."

"Yep, and second of all," I turned to point to Derek's invention with a piece of glass stuck in it, about to explode. "I think we've got bigger problems than a rat infestation."

Derek followed my finger to see what I was pointing at, to put it simply his face just spelled doom.

"Oh no, no, no, no!" Clutching his hair Derek looked on the brink of a panic attack. "That took me so fucking long to make! Dammit, dammit, dammit!" To emphasize his anger he banged the floor with his feet.

When I thought things couldn't get worse Derek's face switched from anger to terror in a split second. "Shit, Chester, we have to run, like right fucking now!"

"Why? It's not like a little electrical explosion will harm us or anything, might destroy the table though" Waving my hand in a disarming fashion, "your overreacting."

"That little device has more than just electricity," Derek, looking more terrified than before slammed the wall behind him. "it has fucking plutonium in it!"

I never knew I could go from calm to terrified so quickly as I did now. "Why'd you put plutonium in a teleporter?! I have so many questions!" I slammed to the floor feeling hopelessness well up within me, "It doesn't matter anyway, I don't think we could outrun a mini-nuke Derek."

Suddenly having some reason for this madness his face started to show signs of hopelessness. "Shit, your right," Until it looked like he just got a grand idea. "Unless…"

I raised my head from the floor to look at him in question. "Unless what?"

"Unless," He pointed towards the needle that was somehow still in my hands. "You inject that into us, it's meant to make us fucking superhuman right?"

At this point, I was open to anything that could save us from this disaster and so I quickly agreed. "Yea, in a way it sort of is. I haven't done any testing on this certain vial though…"

Derek looked towards the teleportation device seeing the light from it reaching a pinnacle. "Well, I would hurry and just inject it, having a fucking chance to survive is better than having no chance."

I took a second to dwell on it before standing up and catching Derek's attention. "Alright, but if we survive this and look like mutilated monsters after, I'm blaming you for convincing me."

Derek flashed a smile, "Yea, yea, just get on with it, I think that teleporter is about to blow any second now."

Trying to be as calm as possible I injected half of the vile through my forearm. Turning to Derek I could see his face pale a little. I flashed him a look of worry, "I think you just remembered you hate needles right?"

Gulping down his fear, Derek shook his head. "No I'm fine, just fucking get on with it alright? Needles are the least of my worries right now."

With that confirmation, I took his forearm and injected the other half of the vile into him. His face while injecting looked like he just ate a whole sour patch, it was priceless.

Derek caught me chuckling and gave me a look of embarrassment. "S-shut the fuck up alright?" It was his turn to tease me. "I'd like to see you willingly have a snake slither all around your body."

My face paled considerably, "C-come on now, don't joke about that kind of stuff alright?" calming myself, I turned my head towards the source of the now ear-splitting sound coming from the impending explosion. "It seems like that thing really is about to blow now, about time actually."

Derek responded in kind. "Yea about fucking time," before the explosion could hit Derek caught my attention, flipping me off with a smile. "One last fuck you, for good luck, you german bastard."

I was a little more polite in my response only giving him a thumbs up. "Likewise my American friend," giving a slight smile I added. "Please be more polite next time."

Closing his eyes Derek smirked, "I'll make sure of it - ya fuck."

"Oh you piece of-"

Then all I could see was blinding white as a loud explosion detonated right beside us before blackness washed over me.

Pain, the pain was all I could feel right now.

Oh man, I didn't even know some of the places I felt pain in, kind of an eye-opener honestly. Well other than this intense amount of pain, I seem to be alive and we- 'Scheisse!' A sharp pain came to me right above my ass when I tried to move. It took me a good 5 minutes to actually sit up and open my eyes, and what a strange sight I saw.

All around me were trees and wildlife, plants and all the like. It would have been alarming if the explosion took us out of the city but what I saw next made me panic. The trees and roads around them had floating metal with glowing lights floating around them. Now that I took a good look almost all the trees had this. 'Where in the ever-living hell am I?' I thought.

Looking up I saw that it was still day, though the sun felt a tiny bit brighter than usual. I'd say it's about the same time as it was when the explosion happened. At least it hasn't been all that long since it happened. Suddenly remembering Derek being in the explosion with me I looked around frantically. 'Where the hell is he?' Took me a good minute of searching when I heard rustling within one of the bushes.

Snapping my attention to the bush, I noticed that I did that action rather quickly. Other than that I also noticed that even for such a far distance I could see much clearer than before. 'Did the vial work? If so then that was rather quick for a whole change in biology.' Before I could ponder further I flinched back when I saw someone come out of the bush.

He seemed to have a lab coat just like me, 'Derek?' But there was something off, his hair lost its curly style seemingly now a spiky shape. Kind of a mess really but also notably his hair was actually darker than before, black now instead of just dark brown. I also noticed a tail slither around his leg and that's when I got confused.

'I thought I made it so there would be no tail?' I mean the whole concept of the great ape was so biologically impossible to me that I just gave up on trying to add that to the genome. So seeing the tail here in action seriously surprised me enough to catch Derek's attention.

He looked directly at me like he'd been set off before relaxing. "Chester?" After that his whole expression washed over in confusion. "Black hair, black eyes… and is that a fucking tail!? The hell happened to you?"

Before I answered I noticed his eyes had turned a deep black, honestly, it looked quite terrifying. "Derek, I thought you said you'd be more polite next time." He gave me a dumbfounded expression.

"First of all, fuck you." I held back a laugh at that. "Second off, why aren't you more concerned about having a tail? Or where in the hell we are?"

Sending him a slight smile I stood up and looked towards my lower back. Low and behold a tail was swishing behind me in excitement. 'Great now I'm like a dog, wait does that mean I can call myself a german shepherd now?' Erasing that thought from my mind I turned my attention back to Derek, who looked annoyed at my antics.

I started with a smile. "Well first off, the tail is proof that we in fact have become superhuman, or more accurately Saiyans," Confusion washed his face again. "Although it's confusing how we gained tails since I didn't account for that change in my brew."

"So what you're saying is that your so-called superhuman was meant to imitate saiyan DNA? The alien race from fucking Dragon Ball?" I nodded in confirmation. "Well great now I'm a fucking alien, fan-fucking-tastic."

Coughing into my hand to get his attention. "Correction, we're both aliens, and honestly it's not all that bad. We could be dead, vaporized from existence." Giving me a thankful smile Derek nodded. "Yea, at least we aren't dead."

Putting my hands on my chin I started to wonder out loud. "How did we get tails anyway? If what you say is true, my once beautiful blond hair and blue eyes have also changed to the colour black. I didn't try and change these types of things when making the genome, so what happened?"

Derek also thought about it for a bit before answering. "It was probably the mini nuke's radiation, I'm not much of a biologist but something must have happened because of it."

I looked at him in shock then snapped my fingers. "Yes! That would make so much more sense." I replied sarcastically. "If it weren't for the problem of how much of a coincidence this mutation of the genome was."

Derek gave me a blank expression. "Cut me some slack Chester, just trying to make sense of it you know?"

My face was apologetic at that. "Yea, yea, I know. I guess I'll have to sample our DNA later to see how this mutated genome looks like. Might give me an idea on how it exactly changed."

"Speaking of change," Derek looked around. "Got any idea of where the hell we are? I'm pretty sure trees with floating metal surrounding them isn't the 'American dream' I came to know."

A troubled expression came across my face. "Yea, you got me there, I'm just as lost as you." An idea formed in my head. "With that in mind, you feel a little bit like exploring?"

Looking back to me Derek gave an idea of his own. "Yea we could do a bit of exploring, but I feel like actually understanding our new bodies might be more important."

Scheisse he's right. With that in mind, I nodded in approval. "Alright, then let's start the experiment. Code name: Who's That Pokemon?" Derek gave me a shit-eating grin at that.

"Alright then, the first order of business for the experiment, let's start with what I know." I started pacing around, while also getting used to the balance of my tail at the same time. "First off, most of what I altered in my vial should have not changed much aside from the tail and our looks changing a bit."

Derek sent a questioning look. "Alright, so what did you change anyway?" I smirked a bit before starting the list.

"Enhanced hearing, sight, smell, endurance, speed, strength, reaction time, battle instincts, all of that increased by 10 times." I took a second to catch my breath. "On top of all that the possible prospect of using the sudo-science known as life energy or ki. I'll touch on that more later on." At the end of the list, Derek's expression was more or less dumbfounded.

"T-that's a lot of fucking pluses there Chester," Before giving a look of horror. "Wait a fucking second, do you know how much food we would need to sustain our bodies?! A fucking shit-ton!"

I gave a look of mild horror as well. "Yea to be honest that was something that was, inevitable, but now when you think about it it's kinda horrifying." I steeled my expression however. "There's something else to say, the weakness out of all of these positives."

Derek looked like he already had the answer. "It's our tails isn't it?" I nodded in confirmation towards him. "Yea I figured, when I tried to touch it just a moment ago it was like touching the bottom of my feet for the first time, except it wasn't nearly as fucking paralyzing."

Looking towards the horizon I put my penny in to add on. "Only way we can really fix that is either cutting them off or training them to not be as sensitive." A look of horror came across Derek's face.

Once I saw it I tried to diffuse the terror a bit. "Don't worry though, cutting it off is never going to be a real option, we'd probably die from the shock of pain if we tried it."

A breath of relief came afterwards. "Yea wouldn't want to do that, even in my dreams."

Calming down Derek suggested an idea. "Well, we know what fucking changed in us, although I do remember Saiyans having much stronger emotions than humans in the show."

A thoughtful expression came over me. "Yea that is something that I didn't want to tamper with too much in the genome. But considering the circumstances... well, I can't confirm that right now."

Derek shrugged. "Figured as much, though I guess we can save the actual testing for later?"

Smirking in his direction I suggested an idea. "Who says that we can't test and explore simultaneously?"

With that, a smile crossed Derek's face. "Yes, you're absolutely fucking right, who says?"

I gave a nod of approval. "Alright let's search around then, see if we can't find actual civilization, for all we know your teleporter could have transported us to a different world."

Derek laughed at that. "That would be pretty funny, if that's true though I don't think my prototype could have done something that fucking crazy."

Slight fear crossed my face. "Yes, it would be crazy, though hopefully, that's not the case, cause that, would be the worst April fools joke to date."

Derek seemed to feel the same way if his face indicated anything. "The fucking worst." Trying to ignore that possibility, Derek changed gears inciting a challenge. "Alright Chester, let's test that speed and endurance of ours, shall we? The last one to find civilization has to pay for all the food we need, for the next whole week!"

Saying I turned white at that was an understatement, but, I felt excited at the challenge. 'I guess the whole emotional part of a Saiyans biology holds true so far.' With that in mind, I took initiative and bolted, surprising myself with my speed. "Holy shit, well speed is accounted for! Wait, hey! Who said we could start, fucking cheater!" Turning my head to look back Derek had a playful but pissed-off expression, 'how is that even possible?'

Shaking my head I looked on ahead spotting something blue and… jiggly? 'What in the world is that, jello?' Running up to the source and slowing down I saw it more clearly, "What's jello of all things doing on the floor?"

Derek soon joined me with a questioning air around him. "Hey, why'd ya stop?" Before looking over my shoulder to see the same strange sight as me. "The hell is fucking jello doing on the floor? Some sort of prank played by some kids or something?"

I turned to look at him with a confused expression. "Kids? What would they do all the way out here anyway Derek? Doesn't seem like there's a city for miles."

Derek sent a look of shock past me. "W-w-w-what the fuck!? What is that!?" He looked shocked to the core for some odd reason. I took it upon myself to see what made him so terrified in the first place when I saw it.

It wasn't jello that some kids left here by accident. No, far from it. Now looking at it more closely it looked like blue jello with a dog-like appearance. But that's not the shocking part no, the shocking part was that it was moving and making sounds. It was alive for crying out loud.

The first thing I said when I comprehended this was the following. "'Scheisse!" Followed by me quickly punching it square in the face by instinct when it jumped towards me. After that commotion, it took me and Derek a full minute to come to our senses.

Derek, voice full of quiet panic came to the same conclusion as mine. "Chester?"

Trying to contain my own fear I responded "Yea?"

Derek added in with a mad chuckle. "We're so not in fucking Kansas anymore."

I laughed alongside him. "Agreed."

Hello, first-time and returning readers. For all you first-time readers out there I welcome you to the madness that is my mind. I'm sorry for the year-long wait for any update on my other story for you returning readers out there.

I'm going to be honest, I lost creativity on what to exactly do with the story as a whole, it would have been better to update to let you all know that I might not be updating the story. So for all of those who waited so long, I'm sorry. There isn't much to say on the other story as I don't intend to update it. Although if anyone is willing enough you can adopt my story as your own if you'd like to continue it.

Now a message for all of you, I intend to update this story about once every 7 days. Since this story has more freedom with my OC's I can safely say that I do intend to update. Please give me any constructive criticism in the reviews, try and keep any hateful comments to yourself.

Now before I ask for any of you to follow or favourite my story I'd like you all to know what changes I've done to the Neptunia universe. I have buffed the goddess and nation's overall military quite a bit, taking into account how the goddess get their power.

All I did was say fuck it and increase the population for all 4 landmasses. Before their populations might have been generously in the millions, but I've made it so it's in the billions. Doing this I've effectively buffed the goddesses and buffed the actual nations quite a bit.

For anything else, there will be no dragon ball characters inserted for some weird reason into this story. Just doesn't make sense to me on how that could even happen. After that though, that's pretty much it. Until then, hope to see you all next time.