The Three Legendary Saiyans

Chapter 37: Encounters and Reunions

After the clear image of Bulma, Bulla, Capsule Corp and the West City skyline vanished from view in a blinding flash; everyone's vision finally returned to the sight of the extremely large circular arena of black, brown and steel-grey matter with an inlaid pattern in the floor and a large marked column standing in the very centre, a long floating balcony overlooked the arena while another floating platform carried an opulent-looking chateau on the far side of the arena.

"Quite the venue isn't it… it appears The Grand Priest may have considered what you said about the Kachin Ring that Vados and I constructed and made this several times larger to fit all eight of the teams" Whis explained; tapping his staff on the floor of the arena and bringing up a display of the metal used in its construction.

"It certainly seems so…" Raijin nodded; recalling how much they'd wrecked the Katchin Ring to the point of it being a half-melted and broken pile of tiles, tapping the tip of his shoes down on the patterned floor.

Nobody amongst the team paid any attention to what Whis or Raijin said; the group were transfixed on the other teams that had arrived or were just arriving themselves, spotting a team comprised of that was led by a trio of wolf men, another team that was almost entirely made up of biological machine-beings with the except of a tall scientist standing at the centre of the group, and lastly the team from The Sixth Universe made up of some very familiar faces.

"Master Vegeta; it's good to see you again" spoke the soft voice of Cabba; the young Saiyan appearing out from the bulky metal legs of Magetta, two young women, one dressed in a hot pink tube top and baggy purple pants while the other wore a simple red shirt and matching skirt over black shorts; both looking over at the group, one eyeing them up as if choosing who to fight while the other appeared to be rather shy.

"Cabba" Vegeta recalled the young man's name; uncrossing his arms upon spotting the young Saiyan, "I trust you have trained and become stronger?".

"Yes; I have Master" Cabba answered almost immediately; his eyes beaming at the sight of Vegeta, his new outfit closely resembling Vegeta's in a new brighter blue vest and shorts under white and gold coloured light armour.

The two girls remained by the sides of Botamo and Magetta, also amongst their team stood two Warrior Clan Namekians and a hunched over bipedal warthog in an overcoat, also amongst them stood Frost; a cold, leering and hateful stare aimed solely towards Raijin.

"Raijin… Goku" spoke a cool but calm voice; Goku and Raijin both smiling as Hit emerged from seemingly out of nowhere.

"Hit; how have you been?" Raijin couldn't help but smile friendlily; recalling the epic clash he and Hit had fought at the end of the Tournament between Beerus and Champa.

"I have been well; and busy" Hit remarked briefly; his hands kept hidden in the folds of his trench-coat.

"I can imagine; being a hitman" Raijin shrugged his shoulders; being too happy to see Hit again to care for what he does in his career.

"I hope we can finally have that rematch" Hit spoke with a confident smile; his hands hidden in the pockets of his trench-coat.

"I'd like that too" Raijin wore a confident smile; a rematch with Hit was very high of his list of fights that he desired.

"Move aside for The Pride Troopers" spoke a tall but skinny man in a red and black uniform; his appearance being that of a humanoid purple rabbit.

The entire Universe Six and Seven teams turned just as a troupe of nine male and one female uniformed warriors marching towards them, all dressed in the same black and red uniform complete with white boots and gloves, at the very front walked a tall grey-skinned man with bulbous eyes, the group led by a short Supreme Kai, a female Angel with her white hair tied up in two tails, and a clown with frizzy orange hair, a red nose and dressed in the same robes and jewellery that Beerus wore.

"There he is… the mortal who surpasses even a God of Destruction… Jiren" Whis spoke quietly; his voice kept low so only Beerus, Shin and the ten members of Team Universe Seven could hear.

"Hi, I'm Goku; I hope we get to…" Goku approached the Pride Trooper known as Jiren; his hand reaching out for a handshake.

"Fuck off" Jiren answered; his bulbous black eyes not even glancing in Goku's direction while marching past.

Goku looked genuinely stunned at the sudden profanity; his eyes widening while watching Jiren march past until an arm shot out only to grab Jiren by the arm and halt him in his tracks, that arm belonging to none other than Raijin; the other members of Team Universe Seven all looking equally as shocked as the expressions on the uniformed team.

"Hey! That's rather rude; you should apologise for such foul language!" Raijin demanded in a matching tone.

The other nine members of Jiren's Team all turned and stared at Raijin as if he's just done the unthinkable in so much as laying a hand on Jiren, Jiren himself responding with a glare so devoid of emotion that when his eyes met Raijin's; a shiver of something akin to a primordial fear ran up his spine towards his brain, a cold feeling like he was staring down into an empty dark abyss.

"I suggest you remove that hand at once; otherwise my hands of justice shall remove it for you" spoke a deep booming voice; the voice coming from a wide-bodied man with huge gloved hands and an equally huge moustache covering most of his face.

Raijin snapped out of the stupor only to glare at the wide-bodied man; feeling and sensing the immense power the man must wield before letting go of Jiren's arm, "Fine".

"My thanks; let us be off now" The wide-bodied leader of the group marched off with his team in tow; a tall blue-skinned square-jawed member as well as the female member sporting long flowing pink hair both shot dirty looks at Raijin while passing by.

"Good to see that Toppo hasn't changed; still putting justice into every sentence he speaks"

"You know him?" Raijin spoke; the cold shiver of fear had caused his body to break out in a cold sweat.

"Yeah; I had a brief fight with him at The Zeno Expo, he's really strong and you need to watch out for those giant hands"

"I'll remember that" Raijin nodded; making a silent promise to himself that he'll face not only Jiren but Toppo in combat though he knew that Goku and Vegeta would both be gunning for Jiren too.

Beerus along with Champa both shared a worried look after a brief encounter with Jiren and The Pride Troopers, Whis and Vados both giggling behind their hands since the two Gods never usually got along.

A tense silence fell over the teams from the Sixth and Seventh Universes; during the time another team arrived, led by a female God of Destruction joined by stout but bearded Supreme Kai and an Angel dressed in cream robes and long flowing hair, while the team itself was seemingly led by a trio of young and very attractive women; in the lead was a woman with long green hair and dressed in a flowing hot pink gown while she was flanked by another woman wearing glasses, a beret and a yellow poncho while the other wore a blue dress with shoulder-length arm-sleeves and thigh-high leggings.

Raijin, Goku and Vegeta kept a friendly exchange of handshakes with Cabba, Hit, Botamo and Magetta; though the Universe Six girl dressed in baggy purple pants and a pink tube-top kept giving the three Saiyans from The Seventh Universe a questioning glare.

Gohan and Piccolo took to scoping out each of the other teams while they waited; whispering between themselves and trying to work out a strategy for how to deal with the opposing teams at the start.

"Raijin; would you join us?" Piccolo called out.

"Sure… excuse me" Raijin answered, turning away from what had been a friendly chat with Hit and Cabba to walk towards Gohan and Piccolo for a strategy meeting.

Hit only observed Raijin walk away before nodding his head to Beerus and Whis and returning to his own team with Cabba in tow.

Almost immediately after Raijin joined Gohan and Piccolo; a voice echoes across the arena.

"At last all our competing teams have joined us; The Grand Omni King's welcome each and every one of the warriors standing here today!" spoke the voice of The Grand Priest; standing on a small platform overlooking all the teams.

Raijin took a quick glance around; spotting that every single member along with their Gods of Destruction, Angels and Supreme Kai's were all staring up at The Grand Priest; most of the fighters looked confident or concerned for the coming battle; though The Pride Troopers stood as emotionless as ever.

"If The Gods, Angels and Kai's would all kindly move up to the spectator seats; we are set to begin"

Before the Divine Beings could take a step; Toppo's giant hand raised for all to see, "Forgive me for speaking out of turn… but I would like to ask; is this Arena strong enough for all of the mighty warriors of justice present here?".

Raijin raised an eyebrow to Toppo's question; though he also questioned why Toppo was allowed to speak so out of turn and not get reprimanded by either of the Zeno's, The Grand Priest or his God of Destruction.

"An excellent question and one that I have taken into account; this Arena has been constructed entirely from Kachi Katchin: the strongest known material in all of the Multiverse, it is more than durable enough to survive the battle" The Grand Priest announced; his enigmatic smile and matching stare beaming down on Toppo.

"My thanks Grand Priest" Toppo bowed his head in thanks.

"If there are any other questions; speak them now"

A long silence lingered over the dozens of warriors gathered; no one single question was raised, but Raijin glanced around at his teammates.

To Raijin's left stood Goku; standing with an excited look in his wide eyes and cracking his knuckles, Piccolo remained calm and collected; opting to observe with little emotion exposed in his stoic expression, Gohan stood with his right hand on his chin; quietly forming a battle plan while The Grand Priest overlooked the teams, Krillin along with 17 and 18 stood together; Krillin's hand patting 18's hand which lay on his shoulder while 17 just stared down at Krillin.

To Raijin's right stood Vegeta; still having his arms crossed and his brow furrowed, Master Roshi merely coughed into his hands; a sight that made Raijin concerned for the old man's health, though what was most concerned is that Frieza was missing from their line-up and Frost was also missing from Team Universe Six.

"Very well; I now ask that the Divine Beings from all the Universes take their places in the seating area provided and we shall begin with the rules of this momentous event" The Grand Priest declared with his hands held aloft; The Gods, Kai's and Angels all vanishing on the spot only to re-appear in their seats in accordance with their numbered Universe.

"Are we finally going to begin? My… these divine-types like to keep us waiting" spoke the shrill cold voice of Frieza.

"Frieza, where the hell/fuck have you been?!" Raijin and Vegeta shouted at once; though Vegeta opted to use more profanity than Raijin.

"Can't a former-galactic tyrant have a minute of alone time? Or is that too much to ask" Frieza answered curtly; a menacing smile forming on his black lips that Frieza didn't even try to hide from his questioner.

Raijin felt a growl rumble in his throat; spotting that Frost had also returned to his own team though he too was smiling a very menacing smirk.

"For those wishing to know; the Tournament will last for an estimated one-hundred Takks… or forty-eight minutes, second the use of any flying techniques are forbidden unless a contestant is gifted with the natural ability of flight, third… killing is strictly forbidden only elimination by falling off the arena will count as removal from the Tournament" The Grand Priest spoke; his hands waving as if he was writing on paper though each rule he spoke lit itself across the murky atmosphere of The Null Realm in bright golden lettering for the teams to read.

Raijin gave a nod; thankfully he wouldn't have to worry about Frieza trying to stab them in the back during the whole even but the time limit seemed rather short, his fights with the likes of Cooler, Buu and The Forest of Terror had lasted hours and in the case of Zamasu: days.

"Also the use of weapons and healing items are forbidden from use, and lastly… once all ten of your team members have been eliminated from the Tournament… your team along with your deities along with the entire Universe shall be erased by the power of the Omni King's" The Grand Priest spoke with an enigmatic smile; his opal-like eyes staring down at the teams.

A vast murmur spread amongst the teams; even Raijin felt an involuntary shiver at how coldly The Grand Priest spoke of how they'd be erased from existence if they lost and that Piccolo was right when he'd brought it up only minutes ago back at Capsule Corp.

The Grand Priest's platform rose higher than before until he stood in-between two identical thrones; in each sat Zeno and Future-Zeno, "I welcome the eighty brave souls gathered here today, and may The Tournament of Power Begin!".

Author's Note: First off… I'd like to thank all the readers who have kept following this story up to this point, and I'd like to let you all know that with The Tournament of Power; my writing style will change slightly to accommodate all ten members of the team and show each and all of their battles.