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Chapter 8: Quest of the gods
"You want me to do what?!" The bewildered princess screeched as she folded her arms in dismay; her face was as perplexed as her mother's.
"It is the will of the gods Diana," Hippolyta explained, doing her best to soothe her daughter's rising anger. In truth, she wasn't happy about their decision either, but the will of their deities always superseded her own.
"But why me?" The princess frowned, her lips twisting into a scowl. There were a host of other Amazons that the gods could have chosen for this task. This isn't fair!
Smiling, the queen leaned forward, placing a consoling hand on her daughter's shoulder. "The ways of the gods are unknown, even to me. But we must trust and abide by their commands; they have yet to fail us. We may not know why, but the gods have great faith in you, and we must have the same amount of faith."
Mother and daughter sat in silence momentarily as Diana pondered Hippolyta's words. Finally, after several minutes, the princess begrudgingly accepted them. She had no other choice anyway. With a deep sigh, she stared into her mother's cerulean eyes.
"And what about my upcoming birthday?"
"We'll celebrate in full once you return victorious from your task. You shall make the Amazons proud!" Hippolyta boastfully proclaimed, eliciting a smile from her daughter.
"I fully intend to!" Diana cheerfully replied, her spirit reignited by her matriarch. Embracing one another in a hug, the Amazons savored one of the few moments they would have left together.
"Now run along; you have much packing to do. You're leaving tomorrow," Hippolyta spoke as she reluctantly released her daughter. "Philippus and the other guards shall help you prepare."
With a quick head nod, Diana exited the room, leaving her mother alone, allowing her to return to her own devices...or so she thought.
"Mother and daughter. Queen and princess. How sweet."
Hippolyta's attention was diverted as she heard those sarcastic words followed by the sound of loud, bitter clapping from behind. Quickly reaching for her scabbard, Hippolyta drew her sword, only to drop it as she realized who it was.
"Strife."
"In all my glory, too, I might add," The ever sardonic goddess replied as she strolled from the shadows in the queen's bed-chamber. "I was expecting something a bit more...lavish," The daughter of Zeus mused as she examined the rather plain room. "Especially for one of the whores my father slept with."
Hippolyta growled through clenched teeth as she heard those words. A goddess she may have been, but disrespect like that was never tolerable.
"What? Did I make you mad?" Strife prodded as she turned to the kneeling liege in front of her. "It is what you are, isn't it? You knowingly slept with a married man, one who happens to be the king of your gods too, I might add."
Lowering her eyes, the queen did her best to suppress her rising rage. Strife was the goddess of discord and mayhem; causing trouble was what she did best. But Hippolyta could not allow herself to succumb to it, especially in an already delicate situation like this one.
"My transgressions are true indeed, but is berating me the only reason you've come to visit? I thought you'd done enough of that in our previous encounter." Scowling, the monarch recounted their long 'talk,' which had truthfully been a shouting match, over Diana.
"Ooh, there's never too much of that...trust me," The scantily dressed woman cruelly chuckled. "But no, you are correct; that's not the only reason why I came here."
The queen's ears perked up at this. "What's the other reason?"
"Everything is so straight to the point with you; don't you ever savor the moment?" Strife frowned, raising her ever-present glass of wine as she took a long sip. The queen's silence was answer enough. "I'll take that as no. All you Amazons...so serious," The magenta woman mumbled to no one in particular as she took an uninvited seat on the queen's bed.
"Your reason for coming?" Hippolyta impatiently quipped, quickly growing tired of the delay.
"Ah yes, like I was saying," Strife began, palming her forehead in faux forget. "I came to bring a gift from Hermes." With a slight wave of her hand, a pair of all-white, winged sandals materialized on the floor in front of Hippolyta.
"The sandals of Hermes," The queen gasped as she eyed the mythical pair of shoes. "But why?" She quickly asked, her shock turning into confusion. These were the most sacred items of the messenger god.
"Big sky daddy thought they might come in handy for his little princess," Strife responded with a simple shrug. "Plus, with monkey boy being able to fly, you'll never know when they'll come in handy."
"T-thank you." Hippolyta stuttered, still attempting to grasp the weight of it all.
"Don't thank me; thank Hermes. Personally, I wouldn't have given you anything, but Zeus has an obvious soft spot for you."
Diana's mother grimaced at yet another subtle jab. Just what was Strife's endgame?
"Ooh, don't worry, like I said earlier, I won't be informing mummy dearest of what you did," The balding goddess said, noting the slight relief on Hippolyta's face. "I just wanted to remind you that your little secret isn't as well guarded as you thought it was. Your subjects are not as loyal as you believe them to be."
Hippolyta's eyes narrowed at the vague comment. What does she mean by that?
"Well enough of that I have places to be, chaos to cause, lives to ruin," A nefarious smile stretched across her magenta lips. "Until later...tootles." With a departing wave, the goddess of discord vanished as mysteriously as she'd arrived.
The machinations of Strife do not seem to bode well for me….but I pray the fates are kind.
The Next Day
Eastern Shores of Themyscira
"Is everything set?"
"Yes, my queen, everything has been packed on the ship as you've commanded." Hippolyta's guards responded as they took a knee before their liege.
"Good. And what of the girl and the boy?"
"They are on the ship as well."
"And the Dragonball that was hidden on our island?"
"It was carefully packed along with the rest of the princess' belongings."
"Good," The queen replied once more. "So now the only thing remaining..."
"Is to see me off." Diana finished, answering for her mother as she approached her from behind.
The day had finally arrived. The queen's only daughter was set to embark on her quest from the gods. Nearly all of the Amazons on the island had gathered to wish her farewell, even spiteful Aleka. She was the first Amazon to depart from the island in decades. Who knew what awaited her outside of Themyscira's protective embrace? Though the gods had commanded it, several Amazons were still less than pleased about once again being forced to interact with man's world.
"Nothing good will come of this Hippolyta," A hooded Amazon said, scowling at the gathering before her. Derinoe was one of the oldest Amazons, her age even rivaling that of Hippolyta's own. But unlike the rest of her sister's she had aged physically. Heavy wrinkles and boils adorned her hardened features.[1]
"Derinoe, you are one the wisest and oldest amongst us, but this is the will of the gods themselves. I have no room to object nor question their decisions and choices." The queen succinctly responded. Derinoe was one of the most staunch advocates against involving the Amazons in man's world.
"I am aware of that, my queen. But at the very least, one of us could accompany her on this perilous journey. The filth of man's world might contaminate her like it once did to us." The elderly Amazon still vividly remembered Hercules's brutal assault on their people. Stepping foot off the island was akin to opening Pandora's box in her mind.
"Your concerns are dually noted Derinoe, but the gods selected Diana and Diana alone for this task." It, too, had been a surprise for Hippolyta to discover this. For whatever reason, the Olympians had decreed that Bulma's journey was valuable to them.
"I still don't like it," With a scornful parting glare, the cloaked Amazon finally dropped the subject. Something about this whole situation made the hairs on her neck rise, but nothing could be done about it.
"Well, if no one else has anything to say," Philippus spoke, coughing into her hand as she gathered the collective attention of her sisters. "I believe it's time to bid the princess farewell."
Approaching the edge of the beach, Diana stood before all her sisters. She sighed deeply, surveying the beautiful landscape as she scanned each and every one of their faces. Who knew how long this quest would take? This could potentially be her last time seeing them for years. She was met with a wave of smiles, and even her bitter rival Aleka shared one- if only momentarily. Philippus, her esteemed teacher, appeared to be on the verge of tears but quickly collected herself; tears weren't meant to be shed by an Amazon.
"We are all proud of you, Diana," Her mother spoke as she took a knee before her daughter. "As you go, know that you carry the faith and hearts of the Amazons with you. You will return home successful, and your victorious celebration shall be spoken about even on Mount Olympus!"
"Hail, the princess! Hail, Diana!" Was the enthused response echoed by all her sisters.
Tears weren't meant to spill from an Amazon's eyes, but the adolescent could no longer contain hers, breaking into a fit of them as viewed the love her people possessed for her.
"I promise I will not fail you, sisters."
"We know you won't," Hippolyta beamed as she stood up and wiped her daughter's face. "Now go with our blessing and the blessings the gods have given you. Do not return until your mission is complete."
Diana sniffled, and a shaky head nod followed as she tried to keep her composure. "I promise I won't fail, mother!"
No other words were needed, and the royal family embraced, hugging each other tightly for the last time.
"Now go...they're waiting for you." With tearful eyes, queen Hippolyta watched as her only child sprinted off into the distance, leaving the beach and the Amazons far behind.
Diablo Desert
"It's so...hot" Bulma groaned as she slowly staggered across the scorching desert. She was ready to collapse at any given moment and soon enough did just that. With a loud clang and kick up of dust, the Capsule Corps heiress crashed to the ground, the desert floor luckily providing a smooth landing. Quickly, Diana rushed to her aid. Goku would be of no use in a situation like this.
The spiky-haired boy knew nothing about illnesses; heck, Goku knew nothing about anything. Immediately checking her pulse, Diana breathed a massive sigh of relief. Bulma was still alive, but she was extremely exhausted. Who could blame her? This mission had been anything but easy till this point.
Leaving Themyscira behind had been the most arduous task she'd ever faced- that was until she'd accompanied Goku and Bulma. Her mother often spoke of man's world, but none of her vivid descriptions captured a fraction of what she'd witnessed in only a few weeks. Adjusting to her newfound surroundings and companions had been onerous, to say the least. Bulma and Goku had been very accommodating and welcoming, even after her mother had nearly executed them. But alas, her Amazon suspicion remained ever-present, on high alert, especially during encounters with Goku.
That awkward kiss remained ingrained in her mind. From the second she stepped foot on their boat, she'd been hostile. Anger seethed through her very being at being put in a precarious situation like that, but embarrassment flushed her face every time she thought about it. Staying true to her Amazon code would've meant killing the boy, but he served a purpose for this mission, and the gods themselves had intervened on his behalf. So instead, she watched, carefully, with every movement he made.
Her observations had revealed that he was far from malevolent; Goku was too stupid to be that. During their encounter with the shapeshifter, Oolong, who was now accompanying them, Goku had displayed a level of heroism that would've made the most courageous Amazon proud. She had watched idly from the sidelines as he resolved the ordeal caused by the lecherous pig's schemes. In truth, she had wanted to slay him for the chaos he had caused those innocent women, but luckily for him, Bulma had found him useful.
With five of the Dragonballs in their possession, the group had embarked on their current search for the sixth one. That's where things had gone awry. Bulma had lost all of the 'DynoCaps' as she'd called them. Diana was still amazed that such objects existed. They contained boats, houses, and planes, which was a newfound discovery; it had to be magic...it just had to be!
But the turquoise-haired girl had explained that it wasn't; it was just highly advanced technology. But now, without that technology, the group had no proper means of transport. Sure, she and Goku could fly, but neither one could carry Oolong and Bulma along the way, which led them to the situation they presently found themselves in. They were hot and wandering aimlessly in a seemingly endless expanse of desert. Goku seemed to be fairing well thus far, but the ever-growing rumbles that were emitting from his stomach were beginning to unsettle Diana. The odd boy had a monstrous appetite that needed to be sated almost constantly.
If they didn't find food and shelter soon, Bulma wouldn't be the only one unconscious.
"What's that?" Diana's ears perked up as she heard Goku's voice raise, his fingers pointing over to a rapidly moving cloud of dust. Her eyes narrowed as it finally approached, stopping a few feet in front of them.
"Greetings." A new, calm voice said as the cloud finally dissipated.
Immediately Oolong was on edge. Peering out of her peripheral, Diana noted the pig's trembling. But that was nothing new considering his cowardly disposition. Goku, however, remained calm, and his tail twitched with intrigue as a raven-haired teen hopped off a hovercycle.
"My name is Yamcha, and I'm the owner of the lands that you've trespassed on." Diana frowned at this; something about this scenario seemed oddly familiar. "You don't have to fear me, just hand over whatever goods and valuables you have, and you'll be free to go."
"Goods and valuables?" Goku muttered, his cheeks scrunching in confusion.
"He means all the stuff we have." Oolong replied with an annoyed sigh, just how dense was this kid?
And the Dragonballs will most likely be included in that. Diana quickly deduced. Her mission was to retrieve the Dragonballs for the gods; this bandit's interference would prove most troublesome.
"We'll do no such thing."
"Fine, have it your way then," Yamcha replied with a careless shrug. People always had to make things difficult. [2]
Cracking her knuckles, Diana broke into a smile. He doesn't know what he's getting himself into.
Fire Mountain
"That was a bit excessive, don't you think?" Bulma sweatdropped as she viewed the destruction caused by Master Roshi's massive Kamehameha. The turtle hermit had managed to put out the fire but had destroyed the Ox-King's castle along the way.
"Well, at least it'll be a lot cooler around these parts now." The Kame Sennin chuckled as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. He prayed his former apprentice wouldn't force him to pay for the damages.
"Don't worry, we can always build another one," Chichi cheerfully said. Though saddened by the destruction of the only home she'd ever known, she was happy the fire had finally been put out.
Goku, however, was more concerned with the technique the pervy sage had just used. He had to learn it...he just had to!
"That was a really neat trick, old-timer!" The boy merrily exclaimed, his tail wagging nonstop as he tugged on Master Roshi's gi. "Can you teach it to me? Please?"
The immortal sennin stroked his long, rather thick beard as he stared into the boy's pleading eyes. "Sorry, Goku, but it took me fifty years to master that technique."
Goku pouted, and Diana quietly shared his disappointment as well. She was still stunned that such power could be emitted by someone so old and perverted. Where had that energy come from? What produced it? Was she capable of doing the same? But alas, her hopes had been dashed by Master Roshi's previous statement. Goku, however, was still determined as ever. He didn't have fifty years to waste. He wanted to do it now!
Mirroring the stance Master Roshi had settled into mere moments ago, Goku chanted what would one day be the most infamous phrase in the world. "Kamehameha!" An azure beam of energy ejected from his palms, smashing into a nearby car, destroying it upon impact.
"Well, he's definitely Gohan's grandson." The Ox-King mused, finally shaking off his shock.
Master Roshi raised a brow at his comment. "Gohan's grandson, huh? Now that you mention it, I do recall Gohan speaking about finding a boy with a monkey tail," He smiled as he approached the young boy, who was currently pondering how to explain the damaged car to Bulma. "How is Gohan doing, by the way?"
Goku blinked as he turned towards the old man. "He's dead," he stated rather monotonously.
Diana and Master Roshi's eyes both bulged at how non-nonchalantly the boy explained it. His grandfather and the only relative Goku had, as far as she knew, was deceased. She couldn't imagine speaking about her mother's death in such a manner. Hera forbid!
Master Roshi gasped, his saddened expression hidden behind his sunglasses. "Dead!" he shouted. "My my, what a loss... in that case, would you like to move in with me? I'd be more than happy to offer you some training. It's the least I can do to honor his memory."
"Of course!" Goku replied happily. His grin threatening to practically leap off his face. "After we gather the last Dragon Ball, I'll be sure to go back to your place."
The Kame Sennin waved his hand dismissively. "We'll put that on hold for now. Finish your quest first."
"You got it."
"We finally found it!" Bulma announced as she returned with a newly discovered ball in hand. During Goku's ongoing discussion, Bulma and Oolong had slipped off to rummage through the remains of the castle. "The seven-star ball! That's six down with one to go!" Her happiness was short-lived, however, when she laid eyes upon her wrecked car. "What happened to our car!? It's ruined!"
A shamed, guilty expression showered Goku's face as he awkwardly twaddled his thumbs. The car he'd destroyed was their only means of transportation. They'd been very fortunate to receive it in the first place.
"If it's a car you need," The Ox-King began as he pulled out a capsule from his pocket. "Just take mine." With that, the massive man flicked the capsule, and a hovercar appeared following a small plume of smoke.
"Thank you! Thank you!" Bulma appreciatively said as she quickly entered the driver's seat. This car was even more spacious than the last one had been. Goku and co promptly followed suit, entering the vehicle as well. But before the group could leave, Chichi approached the boot, blushing madly as she gazed adoringly at Goku.
"Hey Goku," She began shyly, capturing the Saiyan's attention. "I was wondering... When we're old enough...Will you...? Would you...? Do you want to get married?"
Goku blinked several times, perplexed by the meaning of her words. "Married?" He repeated. "What's that?"
Diana sighed; Goku's nativity was on full display once more. However, she couldn't blame him, considering the circumstances he had been born into. Marriage was a serious vow and custom on Themyscira and wasn't meant to be taken lightly. She wouldn't allow her acquaintance to accept something that he didn't fully understand.
"Just say no, Goku," Diana suggested, harshness seeping into her tone as she eyed Chichi.
Chichi's face reddened in slight embarrassment and anger. "But I promise I'll make a good wife," She pleaded.
"No!" Diana reaffirmed once more, her voice rising slightly.
"This is between Goku and me; just stay out of it!" The princess of fire mountain yelled, her voice rising even higher than Diana's. Just who did she think she was to butt in like that?
Goku, meanwhile, sat quietly, stupefied at what was occurring before him. His lips quivered open to speak but were interrupted every time by the combative duo.
"Seeing as how Goku has no understanding of what marriage is, I am speaking for him," Diana shouted, even more aggressively. "And someone like you who cannot understand his guilelessness isn't deserving of someone as amazing as Goku in the first place!"
"Y-you think I'm amazing?" Goku asked, finally managing to get a word in.
Diana's hands quickly retracted to cover her mouth. Did I really just say that out loud? In truth, her words had been true; Goku was a fantastic person. He was nothing like the men Diana's mother had constantly warned her about. Over the course of these past weeks, her admiration for his skills and warriors spirit had grown tremendously. He was the first male she'd ever met, and he was easily the honorable man that she'd encountered till this point.
"I'm not going to let you have him that easily," Chichi fumed as she angrily folded her arms together.
"But I don't want …."
"Save it!" The Ox-King's daughter interjected, cutting Diana off with the wave of her hand. "Once he learns what marriage actually is...he'll make that decision on his own." The princess departed the car with an annoyed huff, rejoining her father, which allowed Bulma to finally take off.
But I don't want Goku…
Emperor Pilaf's Castle
It was over….it was finally over. Surveying the ruins of the once magnanimous castle, Diana couldn't help but gawk at the level of destruction that had been caused. Goku's mysterious transformation into a gigantic ape had been the climax of their journey. Following their capture at the hands of the blue dwarf known simply as Emperor Pilaf, the group had been chained and imprisoned in his dungeon. Their cells had been fortified by materials that neither Goku nor herself could break. Whatever LuthorCorp was, their devices were nearly indestructible.
She had failed her mission.
Her mission, as requested by the gods, was to retrieve the Dragonballs. During her travels and adventures, Diana knew that she would eventually have to betray her companions, who had now grown to become friends. It weighed heavily on her mind the closer their group got to collecting all seven mystical objects. When Goku and Bulma asked her reasons for accompanying them on this mission, she had lied, simply stating that her gods sought to assist them on their quest. In reality, her gods wanted the Dragonballs for themselves for reasons unknown even to her. Bulma and Goku were simply doing the hard labor for the Olympians to reap the rewards. They were being used by higher powers they would never understand.
When all seven balls had finally been collected, Diana had struggled to do what needed to be done. How could she betray the people who had shown her nothing but kindness? How could she repay their love with bitter deceit and deception? Diana was almost grateful that the Dragonballs had been stolen; it had averted a tough decision- at least momentarily. When they had awoken from their drug-induced sleep, they were greeted with the sight of the most magnificent dragon the Amazon had ever seen. Diana had almost felt the need to bow before such a powerful being but had to halt Pilaf's disastrous wish before it was granted.
She had failed in that accord as well; Oolong, the most cowardly of them all, had been the one to foil Pilaf's plans. Deviant as ever, the porky pig had used the wish for a pair of panties. Diana would've normally conked him for such foolishness but had been more relieved that Pilaf had been stopped. Unfortunately, that wish meant the Dragonballs would now be dormant for an entire year before any possible usage once more. The discovery of that was more crushing than anything. Diana had sworn to her mother and her people, that she would return home victorious. She had completely and utterly failed.
But still, her greatest challenge was to come as Goku transformed into a colossal ape. Seeing a full moon had somehow triggered something inside him. Diana's hunch about the unnatural origin of Goku's tail had proven to be correct. The once gentle boy became rage incarnate, smashing everything in sight. Previously Diana and Goku had been on equal footing, with Diana have a slight edge due to more training.
But Goku's monstrous transformation had changed all that. Goku's strength had multiplied in ways that Diana couldn't have foreseen. Even with Yamcha's help, the duo had been unable to stop him. Eventually, Diana had been forced to slice his tail off. It hurt and singed in agonizing ways, but it was necessary.
Following that, Goku returned to his usual, cheerful self. He was dumbfounded when he awoke and found his favorite appendage missing. The group contemplated telling him what had occurred but dropped it, realizing it wouldn't be of much benefit to him. Gohan's grandson quickly got over it anyway, though he was still struggling to balance himself without the added weight of his tail. With the Dragonballs dormant for an entire year, the group had decided to head off on their separate ways. Yamcha, Bulma, Oolong, and Puar would be heading back to the city while Goku would head back to Master Roshi's house. Everyone had plans but her.
I failed! I can't go home like this! I made a promise to my mother and my sisters. Returning home empty-handed would bring shame to Themyscira and our gods. They specifically tasked me with this assignment. Mom proclaimed that I shouldn't return home until I was victorious. I'll have to wait another year before I can see her again.
"Are you okay, Diana?" Goku asked as he snuck up behind her. She had let her guard down while mulling over her next move.
"I'm fine, Goku," She quickly reassured, hoping to quell some of his concern. "I'm just wondering where to go from here. The Dragonballs can't be used for a whole year, and I can't return home yet."
"Why not?" The boy questioned with intrigue. The people on her island sure did seem to love her. Had she done something to upset them?
Diana grimaced. She had yet to tell anyone the whole truth behind her mission. "I just can't." Was the best response she could muster.
"Okay." Goku shrugged, dropping the mater altogether. "But I do know what you can do, though."
"What?"
"You can join me and train with Master Roshi. You're already super strong; imagine how much more powerful you can become!"
A haughty brow rose at this. The Kame Sennin's skill was no doubt impressive, but his lecherous personality wasn't something she would tolerate. If he dared to try anything...and she meant anything, Hades himself wouldn't be able to save his soul from damnation.
"I guess I'll join you; it's not like I have anywhere else to go."
"Sweet!"
"But if he tries anything at all," Diana's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, "I will gut him."
Goku simply laughed the threat off. She wouldn't really do that, would she? Goku was left to ponder that question as the blue-eyed girl took to the skies, anxious to begin the next chapter of her journey.
Areopagus, The abode of Ares
"So your little pet failed?" Ares chuckled as he gazed through a portal to man's world. The mission Zeus had assigned was unsuccessful.
"If I recall correctly, you were the one who suggested this all in the first place." Strife snidely retorted. Her brother had attempted a power play during their father's meeting.
"That is beside the point," Ares quickly dismissed, ignoring off his sister's objection, however truthful it was. "Father assigned the mission, but it was you who gave it out, and you chose Diana for it."
"That much is true," His magenta sibling nodded in agreement.
"But now she has failed. I don't know what your ploy was, but it obviously didn't work." His sister was conniving, even more so than he. She was the goddess of discord, after all. Usually, they worked in unison to accomplish their goals, but for the first time, Ares had been left in the dark.
"Oh, don't worry, brother, this was just a bump in the proverbial road," Zeus's daughter replied non-nonchalantly. She hadn't calculated this specific outcome, but she had managed to plant the seeds for an even grander scheme. "A fraction of the fun has only yet begun."
A big thank you to everyone who reviewed chapter 7!
A/N: This chapter took a while to publish, but I've been pretty busy these past few months. I know the time skip might seem a bit abrupt, but it was necessary. I already intend for this story to be long, possibly over 100 chapters. Including all of Dragonball will make the story unnecessarily longer. Just a forewarning, though, the next couple of chapters will follow this format. But for those of you who are interested in the more detailed events that occurred in Dragonball, you will be able to read about them. I plan on making Dragonball DC a three-part series, and I'll explain what I mean below.
Dragonball DC – This is the main story and will pretty much focus on DBZ and assorted DC villains and plots.
Dragonball DC: Universe – This will be a side story that details a lot of the things that I left out in Dragonball DC and expounds on their background. I.e., Some of the events that I skipped over in Dragonball, the Krypto-Saiyan war, etc.
Dragonball DC: Showcase - Thiswill be a series of miscellaneous adventures involving character team-ups and stories that couldn't be included in the main story. I.e., Piccolo teaming up with Martian Manhunter, Goku teaming up with Superman, etc. This will pretty much be like Batman: The Brave and the Bold.
Around this time last year, when I first started writing this story, I kind of just winged it. There wasn't a lot of cohesive thought put behind it, but now I'm trying to structure and organize things as best as possible. The announcement of Dragonball Super has slightly thrown me off now. I'm unsure of what to do concerning that. The story is currently nowhere near that ar, but things revealed in Dragonball Super could cause some mishaps. I guess I'll have to wait and see though.
[1]: For those of you who have been keeping up with recent Wonder Woman comics, this character may be familiar to you. This is a pretty big hint on some of the things to come.
[2]: Yamcha, at least in this Universe, is still shy and afraid of women but only those who are his age or close to it. Diana is just a kid.
Q/A:
ElizabethRedlightVirusGreene: Goku will be getting a growth spurt. I don't intend on dwelling on Dragonball for too long. Kick whose ass?
ArkonWinfel: I looked it up; Namek has three yellow suns. Way too much power for Superman if he goes there.
RecklessBaka: Goku already has Nimbus; I mentioned it in the two previous chapters. Yes, he will participate in the WMAT.
Itheone: I'm just setting the groundwork for the main story. We'll get there pretty soon. You'll see more of the league in upcoming chapters.
Moshe30350redstar: I made no mention of who is more powerful than who in the previous chapter.
Chris2828: Later, I'll possibly have Kami interact with the other gods. I always hated the weakling Gohan became; he won't be the same in this story.
Guest: These are my exact words from the previous chapter: "this is Kid Goku with virtually no training." The keyword being virtually. It was never explicitly stated how long Grandpa Gohan trained him. Was it a couple of days? A week? A month? A couple of months? Who knows. Diana lives on an island full of warriors where they train practically every day; in comparison to that, Goku is virtually untrained. I never mentioned anything about Goku being all brawn.
Guest: Probably not.
Kabuto S. Inferno: I plan to make alterations in the future, but Chichi will be in this story. She was in this chapter.
Siri: The pairing is undecided. Power Girl probably isn't even going to appear, so that's unlikely.
Jason123: Goku x Diana is a possibility. As for your other Goku comment, see above. This story isn't following canon, so what happened in Jaco might not be canon for this story. I already totally ignored Dragonball Minus.
lostgamer64: Vandal savage is already immortal, and Ras Al Gul has the Lazarus pit; it would be kind of redundant for them to seek immortality. The only canon relationship that has to be maintained is Bulma and Vegeta. Gohan can still be born with a different mother.
J. B. Wock: Initially, I thought this story would be a tremendous task; it still is, but I've gained a lot of knowledge about both Universes, so it isn't that harrowing anymore. The info dumps have been necessary. I already plan for this story to be quite long, and it could be even longer without some info dumps, but I'll try and cut back on that. Thanks for the kind words.
S3rp3nte: In the third chapter, I said that this won't be based on any particular version of the DC Universe. I'm pulling from a multitude of sources.
Rowknan: "Decades of war" isn't a specific time frame though, it's vague and open to interpretation.
TheSkyBreakerV1: Thanks for the high praise, though I don't feel I'm deserving of it. I'll probably go back and edit that.
Drake202: I briefly explained the reasoning for the Olympians seeking the Dragonballs in chapter five. As for your Goku comment, see above. I haven't forgotten about Zenkai's.
JKFallen: Time skips were implemented in this chapter. I wasn't really on a hiatus; I was just busy with work and stuff. I'm looking forward to your story if you do decide to write one.