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Chapter 46: Adelphē V
December 30th
Age 763 (2013), The Parthenon, Nashville, Tennessee
Loud footsteps filled the deserted art museum as Piccolo climbed a set of stairs. It was well past visiting hours, but the Namekian had no regard for rules that didn't coincide with his plans. Multiple security guards had tried to impede him from getting inside the massive building, but Ma Junior had knocked them unconscious before they could even call for backup. Every security camera in the nearby vicinity had been promptly destroyed for added measure.
The Namekian made sure that his presence would remain undetected. It would've been needlessly troublesome if one of America's superheroes decided to venture to his location. He had reformed his ways, but still, in the eyes of the public, he would always be; The Demon King Piccolo. The Earthling's perceptions of him never bothered Piccolo, but their moronic opinions and frightened stares were irksome. His father, King Piccolo, would've vaporized those humans on the spot, but Ma Junior instead chose to avoid them altogether.
That, in particular, was why the Namekian had decided to visit the statue of Athena late at night. There would be no meddling tourists to gawk at him like some circus freak as he went about his business. He was here, at the Parthenon alone, and hoped things would remain that way, at least until he could get in contact with Athena. The Greek goddess of wisdom didn't possess a cell phone or any other means of present-day technology to be contacted through. But even if Gohan's relative somehow did own a cell phone, Piccolo still wouldn't have been able to reach her because he didn't have one.
Piccolo was forced to use antiquated means of contact; prayer. The gods from various pantheons were said to inhabit specific areas of worship. Athena's temple in Greece would've been the ideal location for Piccolo to reach her, but her once-glorious sanctuary was nothing but a relic in modern times. The Parthenon in Nashville was just a replica of the original one in Athens, but it was one of Athena's greatest sources of worship in modern times. This was Piccolo's best bet to have a conversation with her.
The Namekian finally reached his destination as his long strides led him to the top of the stairs. Athena's statue was just a couple dozen feet away from him now, but even at this distance, she looked remarkable. Piccolo slowly walked towards the idol, and with one effortless leap, he hopped over its flimsy barricade. He landed without a sound and looked up, silently marveling at the craftsmanship of the statue's design. Humans could be stupid, ignorant creatures, but their creativity was unmatched.
The giant sculpture was nearly fifty feet tall and was draped in gold. Athena's figure was ivory, but almost everything else was a glittery gold that reflected the bright lights that were shined on the statue. It was incredibly gaudy and ostentatious, but in Piccolo's mind, it matched the hubris of the Greek gods. Athena was the goddess of wisdom, courage, and justice, not humility.
"I can't believe I'm even doing this," Piccolo quietly mumbled to himself as he began to pray. Of course, the Olympians existed, but he didn't believe in them. In fact, this was his first time ever praying. Piccolo closed his eyes, placed an apprehensive hand on the statue's foot, and began beseeching the goddess.
Athena, if you can hear me, and I know you can, you need to get down here immediately. We have important business to discuss.
Ma Junior cautiously opened his eyes, hoping his prayer had been heard but was sorely disappointed when he looked around and saw that nothing had changed. "Why do you Olympians have to make everything so difficult?" Piccolo hissed in annoyance. "If you want me to beg, I'm not going to." A scowl swept onto his face as the irritated Namekian glared at the golden idol.
"That's a pity; I was enjoying your prayers. They certainly were unexpected," Piccolo stumbled back in shock as the gigantic statue suddenly sprang to life. Athena's ivory lips began moving, and her sky-blue eyes locked onto him as Ma Junior tried to regain his posture. "Did I startle you?"
"No," It was a lie, of course; Piccolo would never openly admit that he had been caught off guard. But no one would've blamed him; a talking sculpture sounded like a vision straight out of an acid trip. "We need to talk," The Namekian quickly changed the subject.
"I can tell. You've never tried to contact me before. Something must've happened to Gohan, I assume?" Athena's brow raised, and sure enough, her deduction was correct.
"Yes, and I doubt that you're unaware of what occurred," Athena's reach was extensive. If the goddess could hear and respond to prayers in a split second, it was improbable that she was oblivious to Gohan's fight.
"That much is true, but I hoped you would fill me in on some key details that I might've missed."
"Like what?" Piccolo spat back.
"Like why you allowed Gohan to push himself to that limit in the first place? You were there when I placed that seal on your pupil, and you consented to it."
"That's true," Piccolo grumbled. "But you never explained the seal to me. Everything is still a mystery to me."
"The seal is for his own good. You've seen how dangerous his power can become if it is left unchecked. Until he gets a better mastery of it, I've restricted his access to his powers."
"I already know that!" Piccolo rebuffed angrily. "But what I don't know is what makes his power so dangerous. I know that Wonder Woman and Gohan are somehow related to you, but nothing else." Athena had kept him in the dark long enough, and it was finally time for some answers.
Athena sighed, noting the enraged expression on the Namekian's face, and grudgingly began her explanation. "Wonder woman is a demigod; she's the daughter of Zeus. That makes Gohan the grandson of Zeus and my nephew." Piccolo's mouth hung open at her statement, but it would drop to the floor with her next one. "His Saiyan heritage and divine heritage have given him access to one the Universes rarest abilities; God Ki."
"God Ki?" Piccolo repeated as he rubbed his chin. He wracked his brain, but the phrase was still foreign to him even with Kami's shared knowledge. "What does that mean?" He finally asked as he glanced back up at Athena.
"As you're aware, Ki is a power that certain species and deities can wield," Piccolo nodded his head in agreement; that wasn't groundbreaking news. "But why Ki usage is limited to specific races and divine beings is above even my understanding."
"What's your point? I already know this," While Ma Junior found it odd that the goddess of wisdom was clueless about something, the rest of her words were redundant. "I don't have time for a long-winded explanation."
"I was getting to my point before you so rudely interrupted me," Athena chided. "And besides, what pressing matters do you need to attend to? More training?"
Piccolo frowned but remained silent, offering no rebuttal.
"That's what I thought," Athena smiled and continued with her explanation. "There is the regular Ki that mortals like you possess, but there is a more potent type of Ki that only gods have access to. That type of Ki is Divine Ki or God Ki."
"But Kami is a god, and there's nothing special about him," Piccolo's face scrunched in confusion. Kami was undoubtedly more powerful than the average human, but his Ki was nothing to laud. "He and I are two halves of the same being, and there's nothing extraordinary about either of our Ki." The words stung to admit, but they were true.
"Kami is a god in name only," Athena quickly corrected. "The Shinjin, who are true gods, and are the lords of the Kaioshin pantheon, the pantheon that Kami belongs to possess God Ki."
"The Kaoishin?" Piccolo's mind began to wander. King Kai belonged to that pantheon as well, but there was nothing remarkable about the heavy-set Kai's power either. "I met King Kai in the otherworld, and while he may have been a great teacher, I still managed to surpass him while training under his tutelage."
"But any time during your training, were you able to sense his Ki?"
"No."
"Are you sensing my Ki right now as we speak?"
"No," The Namekian answered once again. "But if that's the only difference between regular Ki and God Ki, I don't understand why you were so paranoid about Gohan's power." Yes, Gohan had the potential to spiral out of control, but so did any other Saiyan, including Goku.
"Just like regular Ki, God Ki wasn't created equal. The potency and potential of God Ki depends on the user." Athena was a goddess and possessed God Ki, but she would unfortunately never be able to utilize it. "What makes Gohan so unique and dangerous is the circumstances he was born under. Gohan's grandfather, Zeus, is the mightiest Olympian, and his father, Goku, belongs to the fearsome Saiyan race whose limits are boundless. His God Ki will be like nothing the Universe has ever seen."
Piccolo fell silent as Athena finished her commentary. He was beginning to get a clearer picture of things, but still, one burning question remained. "If God Ki can't be felt, why was I able to sense Gohan's Ki during his fight with Vegeta?"
If the statue of Athena weren't already ivory, it would've turned chalk white. She had descended from Olympus in the form of an owl to observe her nephew, and she, too, had felt his terrifying power. "That, I cannot explain."
January 2nd
Age 763 (2013), Denver Museum of Nature & Science
"Where are the spaceships?" Vegeta asked as he violently jerked a man by his collar.
"T-t-there aren't any; this is just a museum," The sweating man stuttered out in between heavy breaths. Even if any secret spaceships were being housed here, he wouldn't have known; he was just a tour guide.
"But the thing you Earthlings call the Internet stated that there would be a spaceship here," Vegeta scowled as he lifted the man into the air. Clearly, this fool wasn't taking him seriously. Till this point, the Internet had yet to lie to him, and he had no reason to trust the bumbling portly man in front of him.
"Yes, there's a spaceship here…"
"Aha! I knew you were lying," Vegeta interrupted. The witless human would pay for his lies and soon did as Vegeta's grip moved to his neck. The man struggled for oxygen, but the prince only granted him enough of it to allow the man to answer his demands. "Tell me where the spaceship is!"
"You're standing in it," The man whimpered, watching the confused look on Vegeta's face. The Saiyan's eyes curiously darted around the room before finally narrowing back in on his victim.
"Is this some sort of joke?" The prince asked as he summoned Ki to the palm of his left hand. If the man refused to be helpful, then there was no purpose in keeping him alive.
"This spaceship is just an exhibition; it's not real," If the situation hadn't been so dire, the man would've found the Saiyan's ignorance humorous, but he wisely kept that to himself. "If you want to find a real spaceship, then visit NASA."
"NASA?" Vegeta mumbled the phrase pensively and dropped the man to the ground. The room he was in resembled a spaceship, albeit an unfamiliar one, but none of the controls were operational. Maybe the Earthling was telling the truth.
"And where is this NASA?" Vegeta asked as he squatted down to look the man in his panicking eyes. He would've looked for the answers on his cellular device, but he had already crushed it out of frustration.
"T-t-there are m-multiple NASA locations," The man replied. He was trying his best to delay the Saiyan until the police arrived. When Vegeta had smashed through the roof, every occupant in the museum had evacuated, save for him. The prince had kept him captive, literally and figuratively, with his barrage of questions. "T-t-the Houston NASA site should have what you're looking for."
Vegeta nodded and grinned. "Good, you've proven useful," He would spare the man's life, if only for that information. With Frieza now dead, the galaxy was ripe for the taking. He needed a spaceship to get off this backwater planet. He would've asked Bulma for a one, but that blasted woman would've undoubtedly refused. "I'll head to NASA immediately."
"You won't be going anywhere, Vegeta."
The prince spun around at the mention of his name. "Who the hell are you?" Vegeta asked as he glared at a green alien in a black costume. He found the large red x across his chest stupid, but it would provide the perfect target when Vegeta decided to attack.
"I'm the Martian Manhunter," J'onn replied calmly.
Vegeta paused and cocked his head to the side in a thoughtful manner before replying, "I've never heard of you." He shrugged nonchalantly, which surprisingly elicited no response from the mysterious newcomer.
"But I've heard of you; you're one of the Saiyans responsible for the massacre in Manhattan."
"As much as I would love to, I can't take credit for that; it was all Nappa's doing," Vegeta had been present at the scene but hadn't actually killed anyone. "But as you surely know by now, Nappa is dead." There wasn't even a hint of sadness in Vegeta's tone. He despised the weak, and Nappa had earned his untimely demise.
"What they say about Saiyans is really true," J'onn was astounded by the callousness of Vegeta's words. Nappa may have been a villain, but the Saiyan had still been the prince's brother in arms.
"But back to my initial question, who are you, and how did you find me? I doubt that you're one of Kakarot's friends; they've never mentioned you." Vegeta scowled as he eyed the Martian more intensely. He resembled Piccolo in hue and slightly in demeanor. His posture reflected an aura of confidence, but his Ki was unreadable.
"As I said, I'm the Martian Manhunter. How I found you? Let's just say that was due to a friend," The friend J'onn was referring to was the police partner of his human persona, Diane Meade. They were linked psychically, and no matter where she was, J'onn would be able to sense her thoughts. Officers from all of Denver's surrounding areas had been alerted following Vegeta's break-in at the museum, and Diane would be here any minute now.
"This fool," Vegeta said as he turned and lightly kicked the petrified tour guide, "Is your friend?"
"No, but I consider myself a friend to all of humanity. If you come with me peacefully, you won't have to get hurt." J'onn offered an olive branch and hoped Vegeta would take it. But the Martian knew that it would be a futile effort and was immediately proven correct.
"Is that a threat?" Vegeta smirked and balled his fist. He hadn't had a good fight in days, not since his run-in with Kakarot's brat. If this so-called Martian wanted to test his might, then so be it.
"It's not a threat; it's a promise," Vegeta's eyes widened as three other people suddenly joined J'onn, taking their places at his sides. "You're like roaches!" The prince exclaimed while silently evaluating their Ki levels. The man in the bat-themed costume was the weakest of the bunch, followed by the man that had a lightning bolt engraved on his shirt. Last but not least was the tall man whose pupils were glowing red. His Ki was off the charts, and as Vegeta's eyes fell onto the insignia on the man's chest, the Saiyan realized why.
"You're a Kryptonian! You must be the one the humans call Superman," Raditz scouter had relayed all the details regarding his fight with a Kryptonian on Earth. Vegeta hadn't encountered the foe Raditz had faced during his previous trip to Earth, but it was obvious that this had to be him. The house of El symbol was well known to the Saiyan royal family. The house of El was one of Krypton's primary weapons manufacturers.
"This is really the guy who destroyed Manhattan?" The Flash asked to no one in particular. Camera footage from various news stations and cell phone footage from various citizens had displayed Manhattan's attackers. The Saiyan had seemed so much more imposing on film, but Vegeta was practically a dwarf compared to someone like Superman in person.
Clark didn't bother to answer Barry's question and instead posed one of his own. "How did you get back to Earth?" None of Argus satellites had picked up on any extraterrestrial vessels in the nearby vicinity of their planet.
"You can thank Dende and the rest of Piccolo's stupid species for that."
"Dende?" Batman looked quizzical. That name didn't register in his mind, but Piccolo's name sure did. "Piccolo's people brought you back?" It didn't make sense why the Namekian's would have done that unless they had some sinister goal in mind.
"I don't have time to continue explaining anything to you fools; time is of the essence. Since Bulma won't provide me with a spaceship, I need to find one quickly." The prince gathered his Ki and leaped into the air but suddenly found himself unable to move. "And here I was thinking I would save our inevitable fight for another occasion, but you seem to have a death wish." Vegeta glowered at Superman, whose ever-increasing grip around his ankle kept him restrained.
"Where is Bulma?" The Kryptonian demanded. For Vegeta's sake, he hoped that the Capsule Corps heiress was safe.
"Oh, she's somewhere on Earth," The Saiyan grinned maliciously. "But you won't live long enough to discover where she is!"
Before Superman could even react, he was engulfed by a blue Ki beam that illuminated the room in its color. The blast wasn't enough to do any serious damage to Clark, but it did provide Vegeta with the wiggle room he needed to slip out of Kal-El's grasp. As the smoke cleared, it revealed that the Kryptonian was unharmed, which was no surprise to anyone, but the only civilian left in the museum had vanished. Alarm bells went off in Clark's mind as he glanced around the now tattered room and noticed the tour guide's absence.
"Where did he…."
"Don't worry; he's safe," The Flash said as he zipped back into what was left of the space odyssey room. "I grabbed him and took him outside to the police just before the explosion."
Superman focused his enhanced hearing and let out a sigh of relief as he heard the horde of police sirens outside. "Good job, Flash," Clark complimented, and the scarlet speedster flashed him a thumbs up in appreciation. "But where are J'onn and Batman?"
"We're right here," The Martian Manhunter replied as he phased out of the ground with Batman in hand. "I made myself and Batman intangible seconds before Vegeta's attack struck."
"Intangibility? I wonder what other interesting abilities you have." The members of the Justice League were once again caught off guard as Vegeta reappeared, hovering several feet above the floor. "You're somehow masking your Ki, but one way or another, I'll find out just how strong you are!"
The prince rocketed towards J'onn but was intercepted halfway by Superman, whose uppercut to the chin sent the Saiyan sailing in the opposite direction. Vegeta smashed through several walls before finally coming to a halt. And as irritated as the prince now was, he was equally anxious to test the Kryptonian's strength. Save for Frieza; no one had hit him that hard with such little effort.
"Perhaps you are the better challenge," Vegeta mused out loud as Superman flew over to his location, glaring daggers at the prince.
"This isn't a game!" Nothing about this situation was entertaining to Clark.
"Well, it is me to me," The prince cackled and propelled himself into the air, but this time Superman was ready for him. All of Vegeta's punches missed, but the Saiyan couldn't help but be a little bit impressed. Everything about Clark's fighting form was brutish, down to the awkward battle stance he took. It was evident that the Kryptonian had never been appropriately trained, but off sheer instinct alone, he still managed to dance around Vegeta's punches.
Maybe this was why Frieza had destroyed Krypton. Rumors about the potential power of a Kryptonian under a yellow sun had constantly been heard around the Planet Trade Organization. It had been alleged that a Kryptonian under a yellow sun would have incredible power, a power so formidable that it would've capable of challenging Frieza. Vegeta had always thought of those rumors as pure fiction. The Kryptonians had never showcased any strength beyond that of an average Tuffle.
If not for their incredible scientific achievements, the Saiyans would've wiped the Kryptonians out long ago. But in an ironic turn, both races ended up being eradicated by Frieza. With Krypton's destruction, the myths about Kryptonians had dwindled to a silence. But Superman was living proof that those rumors had been true, at least to a certain extent.
Was Kal-El on the same level as Frieza? That remained to be seen, but Vegeta was eager to find out. "Show me what you've got, Kryptonian!"
January 2nd
Age 763 (2013), Themsycira
"Diana, can you smell that?" Donna asked as she nudged her sister with her elbow.
"Smell what?" Wonder woman replied in a confused tone. Trees surrounded them, but other than the scent of bark, there was nothing remarkable in the air.
Donna inhaled deeply and replied with a beaming smile. "Fresh air. I'm talking about the fresh air, isn't it wonderful?" This was quite possibly the happiest Donna had ever looked, and it though it surprised Diana, it was understandable.
"Now that you mention it, it does smell amazing out here," Diana returned her sister's smile and paused to soak in the scent of the sea. The siblings were in a forest nearby one of Themyscira's beaches. Fresh air was just one of the numerous things Wonder Woman had previously taken for granted, but never again. "Doom's Doorway nearly made me forget this feeling."
At the mention of Doom's Doorway, Donna's mood soured. They had escaped from their prison a few minutes ago, and Donna wanted to forget about that whole ordeal. "Let's try and think of more pleasant things, please?"
Diana chuckled and, without a further word, dropped the subject. "Hermes said he would return, but I've yet to see any sign of his presence."
"Well, he is the messenger of the gods; he may have other duties to attend to." Donna postulated. Hermes had given them a key, a short speech, and then had promptly vanished.
"But don't you find it a little bit odd that now of all times, the gods would start helping us?" Diana had prayed to the Olympians almost every day and night, and not once had she received a single sign of acknowledgment. While she did appreciate Hermes' assistance, Wonder Woman was still skeptical. "And what else can this key do?"
Both sisters stared at the key in Diana's palm. The magical key had long since stopped glowing, but its peculiarity was still striking. The enchanted key had teleported them out of Doom's Doorway, but was the full extent of its teleportation powers?
"You want to use the key to go home, don't you?" Donna said as her gaze shifted to Diana. Of course, it was so obvious. Why would Wonder Woman want to spend any additional time with a monster like her?
"It's not what you think," Diana could feel the heat from her sister's glare. "I just want to…."
"You just want to what? Leave me alone to face Alkyone and the countless Amazons who all hate me? If you hate me that much, just say so!" Donna shouted and marched away before Diana could even offer her rebuttal. Hippolyta's clone tried to gain some distance but was cut off by Wonder Woman, who reappeared in front of her a few seconds later.
"Sister, of course, I want to return home; Athena knows how long it's been since I've seen my family."
"You call me sister, but from your words, it's obvious you don't value me as such," The scowl on Donna's face intensified as she started to walk away once more, but Diana's hand pulled her back.
"You are family, and that's precisely why I'll stay and fight. Until things are resolved on Themyscira, I won't return home. I miss my husband and son dearly, but in good conscience, I can't abandon my sisters." Wonder Woman's words were from the heart, and Donna's expression softened as her sister released her grip.
"Forgive me; I was wrong to question your intentions," Donna apologized regrettably. "It's just…"
"It's okay, Donna, I understand," Diana silenced her sister, placing a comforting hand on Donna's shoulders. With everything her sister had gone through, it was understandable why she'd have abandonment issues. "Once the situation here has been rectified, I promise to introduce you to your nephew."
Donna's eyes lit up at the mention of the word nephew. Until now, Wonder Woman's family had seemed so foreign to her. Diana spoke so highly of her husband and child, but not once had Donna considered herself a member of that family. The word 'sister' wasn't just a cordial term; it was meant literally, and its implications hit Donna like a ton of bricks.
"I would like that, Diana," All of Donna's teeth shone as she smiled. Come to think of it, she had never met a boy, so that meeting would be a venture into unknown territory. "But how are we going to stop Alkyone and her followers?"
It was a question Diana had no answer for. "I'm not sure," The princess frowned. "Even if we defeat Alkyone and her followers, we'll still have to deal with the remaining Amazons, and violence won't solve all of our problems."
"And these aren't the same Amazons you remember," Donna grimaced as she shook her head. Things had likely gotten even worse since the sibling's imprisonment. There was no telling how much the apples of discord had corrupted their people by now.
"If I can get my lasso, I might be able to show our sisters the error of their ways." Wonder woman pounded her fist in frustration. The Lasso of Truth was potentially the final key to their salvation, but it was nowhere to be found.
"Things might have changed since my banishment, but before Alkyone deposed me, the lasso was in the royal palace."
"A trip there was inevitable anyway, but now we have added incentive to get the palace quickly." Diana prayed that her mother would still be alive when they arrived there.
"We can continue traveling by foot, but I think flying would suit us better," Donna said as she began stretching. Traveling by foot would give the sisters the element of surprise, but either way, violence would erupt. But at least by taking to the skies, they would lessen the number of potential skirmishes.
"You're right, sister. Alkyone was once the head of the queen's guard, and she's likely very paranoid. There should be dozens of soldiers monitoring every square inch of this island, meaning their attention will be divided. Honestly, I'm surprised we haven't encountered any yet."
"I wouldn't speak so soon, Diana!" Donna exclaimed as she settled into a fighting stance. She could hear the sound of multiple heavy footsteps, and they were all rushing towards the sister's location.
Diana mirrored her sibling's actions and readied herself for battle. In a heartbeat, dozens of Amazons emerged from all angles of the forest. Some catapulted from the trees above them, while some emerged from previously unseen trenches in the ground. All of them had their weapons drawn and looked primed to kill as their troop leader approached the sisters. She was a beautiful dark-skinned woman who Diana instantly recognized as she strutted forward and removed her helmet.
"Philippus?!
"Diana?!"
A big thank you to everyone who reviewed chapter 45!
A/N: I finally hit 1500+ reviews during the previous chapter. I want to sincerely thank everyone who has ever read and reviewed this story. When I started writing this story, no story in this section even had 1000 reviews, and now there are multiple of them. I want to hit 2K reviews by the end of the year, but we'll see how that goes. Thanks for all the continued support, everyone!
Q/A:
NirvanaFrk97: The damage from the Saiyan attack and Starro hasn't been reversed yet.
S3rp3nte: The Androids/Cell will still be major characters and villains. The Android/Cell Saga will still have a lot of similarities to canon, but there will be some significant differences. For instance, major spoiler alert here, Cell won't need to absorb the Androids; he will be in his perfect form once he awakens. Dr. Gero has access to an even greater pool of DNA than he did in canon.
Zeon Paralysis Crystal: I can't spoil what's going to happen in the Buu saga just yet.
IgrisBlue98: Diana is aware that time has passed since she's been trapped in Doom's Doorway, but she's not aware of the exact amount of time.
Ppsspp: I appreciate your consistent efforts to guess the pairings, but you're not going to guess them correctly. You'll just have to wait and see what I do. On my profile, it says that I like eccentric pairings, and that's true. I like pairings with rarely used characters. In the author's note of the previous chapter, I stated that I plan on changing the cover picture soon. I'm not going to do power levels. I'm not going to do GT or Super, and this story isn't going to continue for long once the Buu saga ends.
Dontus -not Donut- Powerus: I appreciate all the effort and thought you've put into your ideas, but I'm not really a big fan of Dragonball Super. I've seen pretty much all of the episodes, and I'm all caught up with the manga. It's better than DBGT, but that's not saying much. The God Ki ritual, Yamoshi, and many other concepts from DBS probably won't appear in this story. I'm going to do my own spin on God Ki, because quite frankly, DBS did an awful job explaining it.
Jackalope89: Those were all good ideas, but that's not the DC tie I'm going to use. Gohan and Dick Grayson are roughly around the same age, but Dick won't appear as Robin until after the Cell saga. I'm not going to try and cram everything into five years like the New 52 did.
drake202: Darkseid has Supergirl; he won't be meeting her any time soon.
Zcaminante: Estoy usando un traductor para responderte, así que discúlpame si mi español es malo. Argus y la Liga de la Justicia son diferentes en un nivel fundamental, y esto volverá a surgir más adelante en la historia. Es interesante que mencionaste que la Liga de la Justicia desarrolló habilidades y tácticas para manejar a los usuarios de Ki.
Breakawayfan: Gohan will be a Teen Titan when the team is formed.
Martiz S.G: Goku's time in space is pretty much going to be the same as in canon, so I don't see the point in writing about it. I'm not going to skip past that three-year gap between the start of the Android saga; I have something to fill the void. Goku will have a disease in this story, but it won't be the heart virus, so we won't even have to worry about that. The virus Goku will have in this story will be DC-related.
darkmist111: I'm not familiar with Lilith(Omen), so she probably won't appear in this story.
scl04: Back in chapter 18, the Saiyan's arrival was broadcasted on tv. I didn't go in-depth with it, but it was mentioned briefly. The Martian Manhunter is one of the most powerful telepathic minds on Earth. As for what informed J'onn of Vegeta's presence on Earth, you saw that in this chapter. The Justice League wasn't aware that Bulma and co had returned from Namek. You pretty much guessed the Amazon plot. Are you psychic? Lol. I haven't figured out what to do with Circe quite yet, but if she does appear, it won't be until after the Cell saga.
Fuckmegun: I watched the Synder Cut, and I enjoyed it a lot more than the OG Justice League film. No comment in regards to your other question.
Okhwang: I'm not familiar with Beat or Dragonball Heroes, so no.
oscuro oscuro: Estoy usando un traductor para responderte, así que discúlpame si mi español es malo. Sí, los dioses olímpicos y los dioses como Darkseid tienen al Dios Ki. Los Green Lanterns y la Organización Planetaria de Comercio están básicamente en una guerra fría. No hay actos abiertos de agresión entre las dos partes y todo lo que sucede está encubierto. Ambos grupos reconocen que una guerra entre ellos potencialmente destruiría todo. Y aunque la Organización del Comercio Planetario es malvada, proporcionan una apariencia de orden a los planetas.
Guest: A DC character will join Trunks when he travels to the other movie villains will appear in the story later on.
sun-wukong: I hadn't even considered that lol.
SkullWolfSteam: Robin will make an appearance, and it will be Dick Grayson, but he won't appear as Robin until after the Cell Saga.
DRAGONDAVE45: Yes, Diana will meet Gohan first when she comes back to man's world. I don't plan on doing any episodes from the JL/JLU cartoon series, but I might borrow some ideas.