Not many would find the idea of people who were technically dead a completely normal situation. Then again, this place was not normal. Granted, those that were dead in their own world couldn't really leave unless they were resurrected or brought back as a zombie or some other way, but it was better than being dead. It gave some, like Jotaro, Ace, and even some of the Anti-Heroes like Vergil and another shot at being a hero, or in the case of some fighters like Shao Kahn, Shang Tsung, and Silver Samurai, another chance at revenge.

For many others, it also served as a means to reunite with allies and others that had long since past.

"Welp, there's nothing to do around here." Raphael grumbled as he got up from the couch. Michelangelo and Flash were going a few rounds in Injustice 2.

No guesses who they were playing as.

"Well, you could try to find something to do." Michelangelo pointed out, "'cause I'm about to kick Flash's butt! Literally and figuratively."

"I think you mean 'figuratively' and 'virtually' there, Mikey." Barry smirked, "Besides, I've got plenty of meter."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means you just used your last bit of meter, and he's about to get all that life back." Raphael pointed out, "He's got four bars. You have zero."

"Looking a little shell-shocked!"

"Not today!"

"Gotta try that line out on shred-head sometime…" Michelangelo muttered.

"I think you did once."

"Look Raph, if you don't have anything to contribute here, then you may as well just leave!" Michelangelo snapped as Flash managed to get a rather solid combo against him.

"Yeah, organize something to do if you're so bored." Flash added, "Like a battle of the bands or something."

"Really?" Raphael put his hands on his hips, "A battle of the bands? - That's something that writers do when they're lazy or the music composers want to show off. And it's not like we're in a show right now anyways."

Meanwhile, in another dimension…

"Hey Superman…" Goku said as he finally placed his drum set down.

"Yeah Goku?" Superman replied as he tuned his electric guitar.

"When did we peak? When did we go from punching planet busters in the face and blasting a tyrant into the sun to playing a song in a competition?" He said gesturing to their instruments.

"I'd say it was back when we fought that being from that weird world. What was it called again? - Perril, or something?"

"I dunno." Goku waved off, "Could be worse though. Like that one with that giant robot… that had a car as the cockpit…"

"Gotta admit, that giant robot was pretty cool though." Superman admitted.

"Who doesn't dig giant robots?" Goku added.

"Son… Gaku! Supperman!" The stage manager rushed towards the two, "You're on in three! Get out there!"

"Still can't believe that he got our names wrong again." Goku mumbled.

"It's better than last time."

"Let's get this over with." Goku muttered.

The two got to their spot on stage.

"Here's hoping you two win…" The two kids mentioned, "This guy is all kinds of messed up. And who knew that magic actually existed?"

"Us." Goku shrugged, "And aren't you a little young to be fighting in a war like this?"

The two kids looked at each other. Then they looked at the Cyborg Platypus that was giving them a thumbs up. Then they looked back at the two aliens.

"Yes. Yes we are."

Superman sighed, "Well, let's get this over with."

"Alright! Now presenting our newest musicians! - Beings from a different dimension! The guys who are…" The announcer trailed off and leaned towards Goku and Superman, "Uhh… What'd you call yourselves again?"

"'Beyond Infinity.'"

"Sounds lame."

"Just wait until we play." Superman smirked, "It's a song from a… mutual 'friend' of ours."

"Why'd you say it like that?"

"We kinda only know each other because of a multiversial deathmatch that we had with each other." Superman explained, "There's a homebase that we got resurrected at."

"Okay then." The announcer trailed off. He turned back towards the microphone, "Introducing Beyond Infinity! Playing… Alive!"

Goku and Superman appeared on stage in a flash. Both of their instruments at the ready.

The guitar came on first, and then Goku started to hit the ride cymbal at a certain pace.

Then the energy picked up with the guitar before the Superman started into the mic, "Your last mistake's been made…"

"Do you ever get the feeling that we've missed something both incredibly epic, but cheesy at the same time?" Spyro asked.

"Not really…" Jotaro said, "I usually just tend to ignore stuff unless it's another Stand User trying to kill people."

"We… Don't really have any other Stand Users nearby. It's just you." Mega Man pointed out, "I think that the closest to what you can do, summoning someone or something to fight by your side, would be Red or Tai."

"Hmm… I guess as the only Stand User, I'd be the best line of defense against any attack." Jotaro pointed out.

"I wouldn't count on it." Iron Man said, "we got some video footage out of a modified Fulgore unit. Lex and Ganon have managed to make some sort of 'Stand Wavelength' that can damage SP."

"And they also replicated and modified scouters. They can see me, even in my Shinigami form." Ichigo said, walking in.

"Man that sucks…" Spyro replied.

"Eh, can't be any worse than seeing Nathan fail to beat his wife's high score in Crash's game. Speaking of, how is Crash? - Is he adjusting well?"

"He's getting along pretty well with Beast. He's patient, and knows how to deal with situations when Crash, well… crashes stuff."

"He worked with guys like Wolverine and Iceman. He's basically the definition of patience."

"That's cool. But it still doesn't fix the problem that we're facing right now. Which is that the bad guys are starting to adapt to what we can dish out." Mega Man pointed out.

"Yeah…" Iron Man agreed, "Who knows what else they've got cooking in their labs right now."

X: Goddamnit! This should not have taken so long to write. Stupid everything in my life that takes away from my ability to write efficiently and effectively!

Wade: Now when you say that…

X: No. I don't mean you, Pinkie, or anyone else. It's the people who are in my life outside of the internet. Or anyone other than my close friends and father anyways. They don't hinder my work on here.

Pinkie: Okay, that's a relief. I thought that you hated us for some reason.

X: Nah, I can't hate you guys. I just have too many thoughts going on, and I also have a bunch of chapters to do for inevitable future episodes to make for the backburner. Maybe if something good happens, I can get the time to write a bit more.

Wade: Dude. You deleted a bunch of stuff about your mother here. Do we need an intervention again?