Disclaimer: Dragon Ball is owned by TOEI Animation and Akira Toriyama. Dragon Ball Multiverse is owned by Salagir and whoever the artist is this week. If I owned either one, I sure as hell wouldn't be posting this here.

A starship from another world materialized into empty space. The ship was vaguely birdlike, with a pointed front and an extra cockpit on each side as "wings". A pilot spoke from within. He was humanoid, but he had feathers covering his body and a beak instead of his mouth, much like the other people on the ship. In short, he was a bird furry, though he had been spared the sexual fate of some of his mammalian kin.

"Five trillion universes. Five trillion fucking universes. I swear to god, if this is another world where Pan and Trunks are together, I'm gonna- Oh, wait, we're here! Parallel universe #5,098,487,923,674, everyone! Prepare the Nameks!" The ship launched an egg-like shuttle, which began its descent into Earth's atmosphere towards Kami's lookout.

Mr. Popo saw the ship coming over the horizon and panicked. "How is this ship able to land here? Only a few people are authorized." Piccolo gave Dende a sharp look. "Well, maybe if someone would reinforce his wards more often, we wouldn't have this problem." The ship retracted three legs and landed. Three Namekians and one of the bird-men floated out of the ship. "Who are you?" Piccolo asked. One of the Namekians answered; "We're Namekians from another universe. We came to your world with the Vargas' technology."

"You see, there isn't just one universe, but a huge amount. All of them follow the same basic path, but different choices make one world different. Most of them are full of romance and God knows what else, but every so often, one fighter makes a different decision and a whole world of powerful fighters is born." The Namekian shuddered for a second at the horrors he had seen already. "But only one race can travel between dimensions: the Vargas. Well, them and that group of Saiyans and the lesbian couple, but you get the idea. Being a race with no special ki talent, they decided gathering a bunch of fighters vastly more powerful than they are into one place was an amazing idea. They made friends with us and decided to make a tournament between the strongest fighers in the multiverse."

Piccolo had one question. "What happens if people die?" "Well, we've stolen the Dragon Balls from every universe we come across. Hell, there's a guy doing it now." Piccolo turned around to see a black-clad Namekian tiptoing off with Shenron's dragon model. He turned around. "What do we get if we win?" "You'll get three wishes from Porunga himself!" Piccolo rolled his eyes. "Wow, that's so amazing", he said sarcastically. "Look, we've used the Dragon Balls more often than Chiaotzu's died. Besides, ours are better anyway." But then he thought a moment. "On the other hand, though, I just know Goku would never let me hear the end of it if I didn't tell him about something like this."

Less than an hour later

All the Z Fighters were standing in a circle near the Vargas' ship. Goku was excited. "Awesome, I get to beat stuff up!" Uub looked at him. Goku blushed. "Oh, and you can fight at full power, I guess, but don't we have the ROSAT for that?" Uub looked away as Trunks spoke up. "Can we register Gotenks? You can't see him, but that's just 'cause his time is now. He'll be there for the fights, I promise." The Varga spoke for the first time. "One fighter registered his son who isn't even born yet, so that's fine." The second Namekian looked at him in shock. "Did you just call Ms. Saggybreasts of Universe 15 'him'? And I thought we were bad with gender..." The Varga grumbled as the first Namekian spoke again. "You're the 18th group, so we'll call you U18 because Universe 18 takes too long. After all, there's no way we can be bothered to use three-syllable words in Dragon Ball. Time to board!" The Z Fighters flew into the shuttle one by one, which took off. After about a minute, the shuttle flew back into the main ship.

The ship was huge, and there were Namekians and Vargas running around everywhere making sure things got done. Strangely, there were a few members of both races repeating the words "Just two more" and staring blankly into space. The ship suddenly disappeared as it warped into a lifeless universe. The Z Fighters got off the ship, where they were led to a chamber. "This is your room. Just make sure you don't get into any fights." The Z Fighters looked around their room and the open area outside it for a little bit before Gohan's eyes widened. "Wait, that's... Cell!" Cell turned around to see Gohan flipping him off. He spoke in the mix of Piccolo and Zarbon's voices Gohan hated so much. "Well, aren't you original".

To be continued...

A/N: I hope you liked it so far! I know I'm not the best at writing conversations, but I'm working on it. Good thing I'm doing a fighting anime, huh? I know the last one was short and didn't have that many jokes in it, so I tried to do better with this one.