Fight For the Future Chapter 2: Gather all you can Find, an anime x-overs fanfic

The crown jewel fanfiction of CWF Entertainment is Fight For the Future. Almost every work of Ari Rockefeller and Geron Kizan has a deep or near-deep connection with this series. Almost every series you see of Ari and or of Geron refers to, or is somehow connected to, this fanfiction.

All anime mentioned is under their contracted owners.

All coincidences of original characters are just coincidental

Rated: R—For offensive language, graphic violence, and sexual content (not all in the same chapter at times)

Fight For the Future

Chapter 2: Gather all you can Find

Darien, in his Tuxedo Mask form, knelt on the ground as a Uranus' space sword stuck into his right shoulder, gaping a whole and letting blood slowly flowed out of it. He grasped it in pain as the blade remained in his flesh. And when he couldn't take the pain any longer, it flung out of him and into the hands of the newly formed Sailor Uranus.

"Now Darien, why don't you just simply die for us and we won't have to go through something like this again," Amara said as she wiped the blood off her sword with her fingers, then presenting them to her lover, Neptune, who then licked off the blood slowly.

"You three disgust me, you know," Tuxedo Mask said as he got up, still clutching his wound. "Who is behind all of this, huh?"

"Why can't you just SHUT YOUR MOUTH?!?" As then said, the traitorous Sailor Soldier of Mars fired out her Flame Sniper attack, straight for Tuxedo Mask's head, only to be quickly avoided and singing the coat tails of Darien's magically-created attire. Just as he jumped to the left to avoid being hit by the oncoming arrow of flame, Darien pulled out a rose and flung it straight pass the three scouts.

"He missed," Sailor Uranus thought aloud, with a snicker. A smug smirk graced her face until she heard a small hiss coming from behind her. She looked back, as did the others, and notice that the rose actually tore through the metal hinges of a fire hydrant. The hiss was from the water pressure breaking through. But before they could react, the hydrant exploded, releasing a high-pressured blast of water straight into the backs of the three scouts, knocking them off their feet.

Darien rolled to a kneeling stance to see the three on their backs, knocked down by his impromptu plan. But it only made it worse for him, as he saw from the three's glares, they were pissed.

All he could do was pick up his hat and mask lying nearby and get into a fighting stance, only to gesture to the three of them with his fingers that was saying "bring it".

The three rushed, but as they did Neptune and Mars moved in a different direction from Amara's head-on attack, as then they disappeared leaving Amara alone with Darien. She swung her blade, he avoided and snapped back with a spinning back kick to her head.

As his foot made contact with Uranus's face, Neptune appeared behind him and tried to smash her elbow into his head. He avoided it, and using his still airborne leg, let it come down and sweep Neptune's legs, thus tripping her up.

Tuxedo Mask got up quick, but was met with a hard punch to the face from Mars. As he was forced back from the punch, he saw that she was going to follow up with a few more, that was then when he moved his head left and right constantly, avoiding as many punches as he could. But when one was coming straight at his face, he ducked, and Mars's fist came direct contact with a tree…only to make it snap in off half like a twig.

After some time of defense, Tuxedo Mask took offense of Mars mistake and kneed her in the stomach, which was then followed by a kick to the back of her neck, sending her to the ground.

Neptune returned and firing her signature Deep Submerge attack, only to be deflected back at her from Mask's counter attack of pulling on his cape and flinging it at the aqua elemental projectile, and right back at its maker. And he finished his swing, he managed to step forward and pivot right foot and followed up with his cane, this time smashing it into the face of a still reeling Sailor Mars, thus her yards away from him.

Uranus then slammed her fist on the ground and fired her infamous World Shaking attack, which on contact would simultaneously brutally vibrate and furiously singe Tuxedo Mask in seconds. But before it made contact with him, Darien pushed his hands in front of him and caught the concentrated magic using his own to stop it. It was then he pushed the energy ball above and behind him, only to miss the Sailor Soldier's target and to shatter and burn a nearby broken down arena wall.

Uranus stared down Tuxedo Mask, as to were Sailor Mars and Neptune, both standing by Uranus, bruised and bleeding. Jealous of how this man they targeted could still be alive and well. Smiling at their failure to do so.

"If this is all you can bring to the table, then I wouldn't be so worried about this new person you follow orders from," Tuxedo Mask taunted.

"Don't you dare say that about the Empress!"

Before Tuxedo Mask could turn and see who shouted in a familiar yet bitchy voice, the feeling of thousands upon thousands of pounds of water pressure were barreling down on his entire body, followed by a death grip on his throat. And as he struggled to breathe, the arm swung him like a rag doll, before it released Darien and flung him onto the arena's rubble, knocking him straight out. He heard only the last few phrases before he blacked out.

"My mistress, Hydroa," Uranus said as she and the other scouts bowed to a figure in the shadows.

"You three couldn't handle just this guy?" she shouted. "You three are pathetic!"

"We are sorry, your mistress, but we seemed to misjudge him!" Uranus replied for the three of them.

"You seemed to misjudge him…no, that's wrong. What the real problem is that you three complete imbeciles can't even do one fucking thing right!"

"Yes, mistress. You are right."

Just then, the sound of a number of speeding police sirens polluted the area. It only meant one thing.

"Looks like this could be a problem, let's go!" the figure known as Hydroa commanded. With that, they were gone.

It was about five minutes later when Darien looked up, and noticed the presence of the Cleveland police force within the rubble of the park. He didn't want to draw any attention or bring any innocent civilians into his world, so using all the strength he had left over from his fight, he got up and limped away from out of site, trying his best not to draw any attention to himself – from civilians, or the police.

LOCATION: Unknown, a lowly lit throne room

TIME: 1 hour later...

Uranus, Neptune, and Mars hung their heads low as they were being reprimanded from the one who gave them their orders. Her harsh voice was as fiery as the depths as hell…and that was being generous. It made even the tough soldier, Sailor Uranus, quiver at times.

"You failed me, you three, what do you have to say about that?!?"

The three didn't answer.

"Silence, huh? Good, you don't deserve to speak to me. I can't believe it, you were suppose to kill him. You were suppose to kill him, as well as his daughter! For me! You know WHY I had them targeted to be killed?

The three still didn't answer.

"I wanted to erase my past so it wouldn't bother me anyway. But now, since you three failed, he's now probably going to find more resistance against us!"

"But Empress Serena...."

"DON'T TALK BACK TO ME, MARS!"

The three traitor sailor soldiers looked up to glance at their leader, Empress Serena. Her attire changed from the regular sailor suit to a long black Empress dress that would drag a foot fabric behind her. She was no longer a symbol of hope and justice. She was more of a symbol of evil and hatred.

"How dare you talk back to me! You think this is the old days were you can humiliate me in front of everybody?!? Those days are long gone, Rei! I found my true power now, and after seeing the truth, all that strength I had saving the world changed into a strength that would make me destroy and conquer it. Look at me! LOOK AT ME!"

"We are looking at you, our Empress," the three sailor soldiers said in unison.

"My power has made surpass levels upon levels of strength, my intellect has surpassed anything I thought was possible. I am no longer a bumbling fool who would save the world through the love of her friends. No. I am now a god. But not completely…I must make the world recognize me. And to recognize me, I must be strong, so that's where this comes in."

The Empress walked out of her throne room with the three sailor soldiers looking behind her. And when they walked out of the throne room to a marble white balcony, the view of a dark clouded sky overlooked the grounds of the gigantic 13th Century castle. The grounds were scattered with them.

Android soldiers. Nearly a high number of them. Around 200.

Biological cybernetic soldiers. Half flesh, half machine. The perfect killing machine for an invasion. Clad of black armored uniform, nearly identical riot gear, these android soldiers were superior to any soldier the Earth could bring.

"My Empress, did the professor actually finished the first generation of our army?"

"Yes, Professor Ginea did. Ever since I made him from the essence of my newfound abilities and intellect as well as my own energy, he has never ceased to amaze me."

"It is the least I can do," said a voice from below the balcony. It was then when a man of what looked like to be in his late sixties, dressed in lab attire, drifted up to the balcony while standing on a floating platform.

"Professor Ginea, I see you have done a complete success," Empress Serena acknowledged.

"I couldn't have done it with you giving me that 'aid' I wanted alongside with her experiment of hers that you brought along. He and she were just what I needed alongside my biological samples to create the perfect killing machine."

"Are they perfect?"

Ginea then adjusted his black specs and then handed Serena a battle scanner that would attach to the ear and display a blue glass over the nearby eye.

"Analyze one single soldier and see his power level."

Serena clipped on the scanner and viewed a single soldier in training. Within one second, Serena grinned.

Ginea then added, "Those power levels are impressive. Multiply it by the number of available units..."

"And soon it'll be unstoppable," Serena ended Ginea's sentence. She then gave Sailor Neptune the scanner. "Now tell me more about this

thing in Moscow that you need..."

As Serena and Ginea went back into the throne room, Neptune clipped on the scanner and viewed a single soldier on the field before them.

"He's outdone himself. One soldier has the power level equivalent to level 1, Super Saiyan."

"There must be nearly 200 of them, multiply that by 1,500,000..."

"And the world will be yours."

"Empress Serena," Ginea said as he pulled out a small metal cube from his lab coat, "...what I need in Moscow is vital for the conquest of Earth.

Ginea tossed the cube behind him and within seconds it opened up, revealing a hologram of a small liquid. "This is the Russian government's most secluded secret, it is called Alexander."

"Alexander?"

"A biological weapon that is ten times faster and deadlier than even the purest Anthrax. The Russian government attained this liquid during a raid of a Muslim terrorist group that operated in the Tundra near a location by where the Artic Sea and the Volga Sea converge. The terrorists were working under extremely cold conditions in order to make this new biological weapon, because that is the only safe way it can be made. If half of a vial's liquid was to be let out at a temperature of 23 degrees Celsius, a immediate radius of nearly twenty-nine kilometers would legally be classified as…heh heh, unsafe for human occupation, to say the least. Currently, the biological weapon Alexander is being held underground."

"Underground?"

"Yes, held in a lab designed by the GLAN Corporation, a corporation based in Moscow which mainly develops medical drugs for the Russian Military. But due to Alexander's cautions, it must be held in the coldest biological container Russia can provide, that being in the laboratories of GLAN. The thing is, if we were to inquire this, it would take an..."

"I see where this is going," Serena interrupted. "I am pleased by your information, Ginea, you may leave."

"It is no problem, my mistress."

Ginea bowed to the Empress and then walked away and into the shadows.

"He is a great asset, isn't he mother?" said the voice of Hydroa said as a portal opened beside Empress Serena.

"Yes it is, my daughter Misty, or should I say Sailor Hydroa? Do you enjoy your new powers?"

A girl figure in a black and dark blue sailor suit stepped through the portal. Beside Empress Serena stood Misty, the one who once estranged Ash a long time ago, now under the care of Empress Serena due to a bond of hate for the world and the people that have turned their back on. The bond became so strong, that Serena legally took Misty as her legal daughter. And now blessed her with her evil essence.

"Then now watch as I set fire to the ignorant masses of the white tundra," Serena said as she stood up and looked to the shadows that cloacked the throne room. "I trust that my true male loyalists shall be perfect for this."

"We will do your bidding, our mistress," said one in the shadows.

"And those who stand in our way shall be punished," said another in the shadows.

"I also give you permission to use what resources necessary....except for the slaves. But when the first generation of my slaves is complete, I will send them out to aide you, in case," Serena said.

"Right."

"Come with me, Hydroa," Serena said.

"Yes, mother."

A few minutes later...

Serena stood atop the castle, at the highest point. In her hands she held a long golden scepter with a golden head of a demon at the end. Hydroa watched as her mother raised the scepter.

"I want to fight those who oppose me on a fair level. So I will not let the common man know or remember of those souls who wish to fight me. Around this world I shall cast a plague of amnesia for the common man. And he, she, and every common child shall never know of those souls who are motivated enough to stand against me."

And with that a bolt of red energy fired out of the sky and broke through the black clouds that shrouded the castle, creating a dome. And as the bolt cast itself into the air, it then stopped and forked into many different directions.

Serena's androids and others in the castle ground took notice of the red light that pierced the blacken clouded dome and spread to the outside world.

The bolts traveled through the sky, and with it, killed the common man's thoughts and memories of those Serena wanted to fight.

Back on Earth...

Piccolo was meditating by waterfalls that were not too near the house of Goku. Being one of the very few who survived through the wreckage without a scrape, Piccolo meditated with his highest endurances and power.

Suddenly, his eyes opened up, and looked to where the East was. A gigantic red source of light came flying through the sky. Piccolo stopped his meditation and floated up to see it coming.

"This looks bad. But it isn't an energy wave or any kind of attack, yet it is....coming like it is one of those."

Piccolo's puzzlement made him wonder. Just then, he was drowning in the red light source. And he did, his eyes bulged as what he saw. Memories of those he fought with and against in the CWF. They were disappearing. He couldn't understand.

While drowning in the red light for that moment, he closed his eyes and let the intellect he inherited from Kami take over. And within seconds, he understood it. And by that time, the red light was gone.

"Goku must know this. And we must rally all help we can get."

Goku's house...

It was minutes later when Piccolo arrived at Goku's house, only to tell Goku what he saw and what he understood. As he stood in the living room, talking to Goku and Gohan, he took note of a very sick Ash laid out on the couch.

"It's strange, but I fear someone is trying to prepare the world for something. And we have to do with it," Piccolo said.

"But why are our memories being erased?"

"Look before us Piccolo, when we were in the CWF we were the idols of people. I never liked the fanfare but I really did like the feeling that people would count on us. But now that we're out, and someone's put a target on us, they don't want the people butting in or aiding us."

"So that red light we all saw was a physical formation of..." Gohan said..

"Amnesia, intended for all people except for those who wish to fight this oncoming evil. They or whoever wants to fight us on a leveled ground."

"This could be bad for the future."

"I came here to alert you guys to be on the lookout and at a ready status when the time comes," Piccolo said. "And also to gather all those who can fight."

"That'll be hard, but the Sonn family will lead the way against this fight," Goku stated.

"I'm with my dad too," Gohan added.

"Me too," Ash said in a sickly manner that caught the three's attention.

"Goku, is your son, okay?" Piccolo asked.

As Gohan rushed over to catch his little brother from falling over, Goku pulled Piccolo off to the side. "He's been like this ever since we came back," he started, talking in a low voice. "He's been going through a lot, like the doctor told us he. Insomnia, vomiting, muscle spasms and such. And that's just been in the past few days or so. Get this, too: I gave him a Senzu bean to see if it might help him, but noting happened. It was like he ate a piece of candy or something."

"I see. Maybe you should take him to Dende later on," Piccolo said. "But he should get some rest right now. His power levels were high during his trials and training to become a consummate fighter, considering he hasn't been doing it as long as you or Krillin, or even Gohan." Piccolo looked over at the boys; Ash was being laid out on the couch, slowly, by his older brother, who was worried as all hell for the welfare of his brother. "He needs to get over this soon; we're gonna need all the help we can get when this new threat decides to show itself..."

"Right. We'll see Dende later on. Give him a few days rest, then we'll fly him up there.

A few days passed...

"...when I woke up, I noticed the policemen were all around. I didn't want them to get involved, so I bolted before anyone could notice me," said Darien as he sat on the stairs of Dende's lookout, telling his story to Dende and Piccolo.

"So three of the Sailor Soldiers have folded on us, huh?" Piccolo said as he sat on the ground, listening to Darien's story. "And whoever this Hydroa character who commands them must be superior to them, which must lead her to knowing the head of this evil force."

"Anyway, I feel like my encounter is somehow related with your story of that weird red light. I too saw it, but I couldn't figure out what it was for until you told me."

"Yeah. So will you lend Piccolo and the others a hand," Dende asked.

"I'll join you guys. I know of how they fight, and I'm ready to strike back. And if they even harm one hair on Rini, I swear there won't be any tomorrow for them!" Darien said he pounded his fist on the pillar of the lookout's tower, cracking parts of marble off it.

"Where is you daughter?" Dende asked.

"With her friend Hotaru and their father. They should be safe. I don't think whoever is involve would go after Hotaru. I hope I know what I'm doing.

"They'll be fine," Piccolo said. "I can notice their energy levels from here. And if any even dropped one level, I will notice you."

"Thanks, Piccolo."

"From what you told me in the past about those girls, I believe they could be a very big help, just in case it comes down to that."

"I don't want them to get involved though..." Darien said.

Mr. Popo approached to the three. "The Sonn family is here, Dende, maybe you can help Ash."

"Alright, where is he?"

Mr. Popo stepped off to the side to have Dende view Ash being helped by Gohan. Goku walked behind the two after resetting the helicopter into a capsule.

"It's a good thing we didn't fly Ash up here," Goku said. "He barely held on to that helicopter flight."

"I know," Gohan said being concerned about his brother. "How you hanging bro?"

"I'm perfectly fine," he lied, trying to keep a straight face.

"Come and bring him to my chambers," Dende informed as he turned away. As he did, the rest followed him, except for Piccolo, who sat still and meditated.

Goku help lay Ash on his back on a table Dende used for healing. As they did, Ash coughed and hacked, making concern of those in the room.

"I'm going to be okay, right?" Ash said.

"Yes, but to make this process easier, I'll set you off to sleep."

Dende then waved his hands over Ash's eyes, and in a second Ash fell asleep calmly.

"This is the first in sometime that he slept so calmly," Goku remarked. "Can you give your healing a shot?"

"I'll do my best, Goku," Dende replied as he laid his hands on Ash's body, one on his forehead and the other on the chest area of Ash. Dende then closed his eyes and let the healing process begin. The Namekian's body began to give off a feint yellow aura as then he begun restoring Ash to his former self. Just then, the aura of Dende became stronger, and he began to strain and sweat. Something was wrong.

It was then the aura grew and grew, and the strain on Dende became harder and harder. Then his eyes opened, and with one invisible force, Dende was thrown back a few feet, shocking the others.

"What happened?" Gohan asked.

"I...I don't know. This doesn't seem right. No one ever before has had a body that rejected the Namekian arts of healing. This is strange."

"Dende, can you try again?"

"I'll try," the Namekian said as he approached Ash. Just then Ash sat up and blinked. He then looked at his hand and looked up.

"Ash, are you okay?" Goku asked his son.

He held out his arm, pointing, which shook wildly while his other hand clutched his stomach. "I feel...fine."

TIME: 7:35am Moscow Time

LOCATION: Moscow, Russian

Dark clouds over Moscow littered the air, meaning a day of cold rain was before them. And while this happened, a chill filled over all the city blocks. And on the Russian highway, traffic jams were made more hectic as rain came down upon the many vehicles.

But what was strange that during all of this storm brewing, a lone blimp still came over the air. Which was strange, cause little did the common people know that slow aircraft such as blimps were not to be in the air during rain.

Or in the no-fly zone over the metropolitan area of Moscow. in warning, local forces dispatched a helicopter to warn the controllers and pilots of the blimp.

Warning, you are entering into a no-fly zone over the city of Moscow. Turn the blimp around, now or our military personnel will board you.

"Damn Russians," said one of the members on the blimp.

"Just another group of ignorant masses, my friend," said the another. "Fire."

And with that, a laser beam fired out of one of the blimp's hatches and blew the helicopter into a fireball.

Back at the lookout.

"Oh no, it's begun!" Piccolo said as his eyes opened.