All-Out Brawl

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this fic, they are owned by the respective owners and studios. This is just a fun little idea I came up with. And please, none of those silly debates about who is stronger than who and this guy would win against this one, it's just for fun.

Chapter 1

Lightning struck the area with such force, the ground underneath shook. Torrential rain flooded everything in sight; a lush green surrounding with trees reaching up into the heavens and never looking to stop there. And just beyond that was what looked like an endless desert leading only to death.

Lying in a field of oddly coloured flowers with the rain drenching her, a young woman with flaming red hair. Finally, she woke revealing her almost mystic emerald green eyes. Taking a moment to get the feeling back in her arms, she lifted herself up and looked at her new surroundings, too tired to register the bizarreness of it all. However she did know that she wasn't anywhere near home.

''Okay Willow, you're defiantly not in Cleveland anymore''. Willow Rosenberg said to herself. It was only a moment ago that the powerful witch was in her room reading some book, and then poof! She felt like something was pulling her upwards, then downwards before crash. Now she was here, not like anything like this would surprise her, this was a really strange place even by the standards of other places she's seen.

Taking a sitting position, she went into deep mediation trying to figure out just where exactly she was. But the rain pelting down on her, and the distraction of the thunder and lightning in the background made it too difficult. She just thought she'd have to walk for a bit to try and find a place where she could find some peace to think, or just walk on until the rain stops itself.

Just as she got up and walked on, she didn't know whether it was just the sound of the heavy rain, but she could have sworn she heard grunting. ''Hello?'' She called out, there was no response at first, but then she could see past the trees a large figure moving along or more like limping. ''Hey, are you okay? Do you know where I am?'' Still the figure didn't respond. ''Excuse me! I've seen you, there's no point walking along like I don't know you're…''

Before she could finish her sentence, the figure threw two large chained blades at her. Willow quickly created a force field in front of her, blocking the blades before they could hit. They had a real sinister design to them, horned demon faces on the hilts, pronounced hooks on their lower edges, and an intricate pattern of orange stripes on the flat sides of the blades, which emit fire.

Willow pushed the force field forward, sending the blades back to the thrower who stepped out of the shadows to fully reveal himself. A large man ranging almost 7 foot, in peek physical condition, on his face, he has a scar on his right eye. His skin is ash-white, and a large red tattoo going down his left eye, and another large one going down the left side of his body. But the feature that worried Willow the most was the large open wound on the warrior's stomach, so large she could see the trees behind through it. Somehow the figure was not only standing, but eager to fight her.

''Where am I witch?'' The figure shouted at her.

''Hey I was asking that question first…'' Willow tried to sound commanding, but it was difficult to say that against the man three times her size. ''Just who are you?''

''That is none of your concern spawn of Hades''.

''Hades?'' Willow whispered to herself and after looking at the figure's attire she began to piece together. ''I've seen armor like that before, from my history classes. Those designs are Sparta Warrior armor''.

The figure held up his blade pointing it to her threateningly. ''You do not speak of the glory of Sparta…'' He then grunted, clutching the immortal wound to his stomach before collapsing to the ground. His breathing was growing weak, and his arms were moving about slower than before.

Hesitantly Willow stepped forward, trying not to get to close. ''Look, you haven't really giving me a reason to help you, what with the attacking, then threatening and calling me a spawn. But if I don't heal that wound…''

''I do not need your help…'' The figure cut in. ''As a warrior of Sparta, I pride myself in the scars of battle''.

''Is there anything in the Sparta rule book about being proud to die…stupid question there probably is. Look, I just need to know where I am, and it's going to be hard to get answers from you if you're dead, so whether you like it or not I'm going to heal you''.

''Heal me…and you'll be sent to Tartarus faster than you can draw your next breath''.

''Like I haven't heard threats nearly as scary. Just hold still''. Willow got down on her knees and held out both her hands towards the figure. Her eyes and hair turned white as magic swam from the tips of her fingers over the wound on the figure's body. The skin of the warrior began to stitch itself back together and soon enough, the wound was healed and the warrior found his ability to fight had returned.

''So…'' The warrior started, noticeably calmer than before. ''You do not know where we are yourself?''

''Place doesn't ring any bells. One moment I was just minding my own business nothing special, but of course being me I should expect stuff like this to happen. Although I think travelling to a world like this is pretty decent compared to others, because besides you nothing has really come out to attack me so…'' She started babbling before realizing the warrior was already on the move. ''Hey, where are you going?''

''To find my own way!''

''Do you even know where you're going?''

''It doesn't matter''.

''Well if you actually are intending to go somewhere I think it does. Besides, you shouldn't move so much, that scar could open up again''.

''It is a scar I was looking to carry with me forever''. The warrior shouted back at her, not taking his eyes off the desert ahead where he was intending to go. Just as he was about to take his first step on sand, Willow floated down in front of him stopping him from walking on. ''If you continue to get in my way…''

''I won't be in your way, I'll be beside you. Look, we both obviously don't know where we are or how we got here. That scar will open up unless I keep supervision over it, and seeing as how you won't sit down and take five, I'll just have to come with you''.

''No''. He replied as he tried to walk around her, but she just jumped back in front of him. ''You are giving me little option…''

''I'm giving you no option other than to take me''. Willow said strongly as her eyes started turning a shade of black, and black veins started appearing across her face.

''I have brought down the Gods of Olympus, and the Titans of Old. Anyone who tries to deny me will suffer. You think a simple witch such as yourself can stop me?''

''I don't think…I know. Cause I'm a powerful witch, who has friends and family that are waiting at home and I want to see them again. We're going to help each other get through this, and if you ever try to annoy me or piss me off, I'll make you wish you hadn't been born''.

''Tired threats…I wish that every day. But every well, we'll move on ahead''.

Willow's eyes returned to their normal green and the veins on her head disappeared, although she was dwarfed by the large man, she kept her serious before a smile broke out. ''See, everything's easier when we get along. I'm Willow by the way, do you do handshakes or do I have to bow or say something like Hail Zeus or…'' She didn't get her answer as the warrior started walking on ahead. ''This is going to be fun''. She muttered under her breath.

She jogged on until she was next to the warrior, the both of them walking on, not sure where they were going or what they were going to find. But Willow had a little more faith that she was going to get home with the huge bodybuilder with a lack of personality next to her. ''I never did catch your name''.

''If it will silence you from your persistent squabbles…I am Kratos!''

Elsewhere, another figure was trying to work out where he was. He too had also seen things and had been to places he once thought were impossible to exist. But to him, this was rather peculiar; waterfalls that levitated in the sky under a purple sky with the stars and planets above easy to see. This man was also looking for a way out, the only difference…he was taking to the air.

Flying around at high speeds was the Chosen One himself…Neo, searching for anything to take him out of here. But this wasn't as simple as it was trying to leave the Matrix, finding a phone box and taking the call. This place just seemed to never end, no matter how far he went or how fast he travelled.

Seeing what looked like stable land, he flew down and once on ground he looked around hoping to at least find some form of life that would show he wasn't alone in this place. And what made this place even stranger to him was his code of the Matrix which he uses to see the world for what it is wasn't working; whether he was…he would have to find a way out of it without help.

''Hello?'' Neo heard a faint call in the distance. ''Anyone out there?'' There it was again, someone else was lost here too. Neo quickly flew over to another large levitating rock to get a better view, and down below near what looked like a large road in the shape of a serpent was a man walking along. Neo quickly flew down behind the man, and the least you could say was the man was a bit surprised to see some guy in a black cassock and sunglasses fly down next to you.

''Jesus Christ!'' The man yelped surprised.

''That's not me''. Neo replied simply as he took off his glasses. ''Who are you?''

''Sorry, I'm just someone you really shouldn't surprise…and I think I'd be more comfortable if you said your name first, you know you being the one that just flew from the skies and acting as if you just had a walk in the park''.

''Neo''.

''Neo huh? That really didn't make me feel any more comfortable at all…Banner, Dr. Bruce Banner''. Bruce held out his hand which Neo shook. ''Do you have any idea where we are?''

''No, do you?''

''I've…had some experiences like this being transported to other worlds…''

''Other worlds?'' Neo questioned.

''This is a surprise to the guy who can fly around?''

''What if it is? So then where are you heading?''

Bruce just shrugged his shoulders and looked on at the road ahead. ''I've learnt that roads always lead somewhere, just follow this one long enough I should arrive somewhere''.

''Well if your theory's correct Doctor then I better come as well''.

''No!'' Bruce got out a little too quickly. ''I don't do well in crowds''.

''Who knows what else could be down that road, probably things that aren't so friendly. And you don't seem to have any protection''.

''Trust me I'm capable of handling whatever's out there…'' Bruce said with shifty eyes. ''Besides you don't like that strong''.

''Do I have to look strong to be strong?''

''Guess not…'' Bruce sighed and rubbed his forehead in frustration, he wasn't going to get rid of this guy with whatever he said. ''Okay, but if all hell breaks loose just…fly away like you do''.

''And how will I know when all hell breaks loose?''

''Trust me, you can't miss it''.

Neo may have covered a lot of ground flying around, but not nearly as much as another flyer in this strange world. One who you couldn't really miss with a bright blue suit and cape, as well as a red and yellow shield on the chest with the letter 'S' on it. Breaking off from his flight pattern, the Hero of Earth, Superman looked up to the sky seeing the distance planets above. Although to some it may seem that he could easily just fly away into space, with his vision he could see that this planet was bordered off with some protective barrier. ''I'm not going to be leaving that way then''.

With a second of silence, Superman could hear faint voices in the distance. They were quite far, given him a better idea of just how big this planet was, but none they less there were voices that he had to find. And then he heard another voice, this one was closer and sounded a lot more menacing. ''DEATH BEAM!'' Superman turned just in time to see a small, purple, bullet like beam come right at him; he dodged the attack and watched as the beam obliterated the ground below on impact.

''Quite impressive, it's been years since I've seen an opponent maneuver out of an attack that seamlessly''. The voice spoke again. Superman looked up to see a figure hovering in the sky above with a short lizard like body, just a few inches shorter than Superman himself. His skin is pure, solid-white with purple sections on his head, shoulders, forearms, abdomen and shins. ''But I highly doubt that you will be able to keep up this performance''.

''Just who are you?'' Superman demanded to know, not intimidated by the attacker.

''I'm not surprised a common stranger wouldn't know the name of the most powerful being in the universe''.

''Most powerful? Ha!'' Another voice spoke up. And right behind Superman another figure appeared. ''Frieza there you go, your inflated ego getting in the way again''. The new figure looked more like a giant green bug with a humanoid body and face, much taller than both Frieza and Superman.

''My ego inflated? Cell, there you go on and on trying to diminish the very being that had a hand in your creation''. Frieza shot back.

''I don't know what this is about…'' Superman interrupted and flew away from them. ''But I don't have time for this''. He took off thinking that he had left them in the dust, however he was surprised to see the one called Cell teleport in front of him, brimming with a golden aura and electricity surging around him. ''Look, I don't want any trouble''.

''Well that's too bad''. Frieza said before charging behind Superman going in for the kill. He threw a punch, but Superman easily moved out of the way BAM! And elbowed Frieza in the back sending him crashing to the ground below.

For a brief moment, fear was shown on Cell's face seeing how easily his partner was knocked aside. But he was much stronger, and so he should put up more of a match than that…BAM! Before he could register what was going on, Superman's fist connected with his stomach. Cell coughed up purple blood, the blow dealing him so much damage that he gently floated down to the ground just as Frieza shot up and flew right towards the Kryptonian.

The tyrant threw countless punches towards him; however, Superman easily dodged them all as Frieza threw on after the other blindly just trying to hit him. Superman dived underneath a kick; Frieza smirked thinking he'd fallen for the bait as he swished his tail towards his face. But Superman grabbed hold of it and spun around so fast they were a blur before throwing Frieza back down to the ground once more.

''That's enough, just stay down!'' He tried to reason with them, but they were just as persistent. Behind Superman, Cell teleported and focused his power to his two fingers held on his head. ''SPECIAL BEAM CANNON!'' From his fingers, a yellow blast with spirals going around was aimed right for the hero. Superman crossed his arms and took the blast full on BOOM!

Cell chuckled as he watched the smoke, believing his opponent to be a fool to take on a blast like that and think they can just brush it aside like wind. His smile was wiped clean from his face however when the smoke finally did clear and Superman was still there with his arms crossed, not a scratch on him. ''N-No…there's…there's no way…'' Cell stuttered.

''Fine, I'll do it your way''. Superman said before soaring towards Cell. The android didn't hesitate to fly head on as well, and the two engaged in a punching frenzy. Both fists connecting with each other, neither one finding the decent hit. But as the fight went on, it was clear that Cell was getting frustrated while Superman looked like he could keep this up all day.

The ground shook and cracked under the sheer power of these two. Frieza watched on, no one takes him down that easily and gets away with it. Holding his palm up, he fired an even large blast than before at both of them. Cell was the first to notice and teleported out of the way just as the blast was about to hit Superman. Instead of flying away, Superman widened his eyes, and red beams erupted from them and right through Frieza's blast. It was too late for him to do anything as the eye beams ripped their way through right towards the palm of his hands BOOM!

Cell couldn't hide his fear now; his partner was blown away after trying to hit someone with his most powerful blast. BAM! Superman landed an almighty right hand to Cell's cheek and the android crashed into the crater where Frieza was just moments ago. Superman landed gently next to the battered Cell, who was trying desperately to carry on fighting, but the blows he took damaged him too much.

''There was no reason for us to fight!'' Superman said. ''You and your friend could have just moved on, this was pointless''.

''Oh I don't think so…'' Cell spoke, however his voice had changed, becoming deeper and familiar to Superman. ''This was a significant test, to prove your power Kal-El!'' Cell looked up, and his eyes were now completely black with an Omega symbol branded on his head.

''Darkseid?''

''Not quite!'' It spoke, before Cell's body turned into black fog and disappeared, leaving Superman confused and shocked. What did he mean by not quite Darkseid? Either way, it was partly Darkseid. The alien warlord that has taken so many people dear to him, and had great pleasure in doing so. Then he remembered; he heard other voices on this planet, there were others that could be in danger. Superman needed to get to the bottom of this mystery, and fast.

''And then he released all the demons from their prison cells, giving his diabolical plan a real Trojan horse style to it. So we had to bring together all our powers, I was the magic, so then we were able to…am I babbling on?'' Willow asked realising Kratos wasn't really listening to anything she was saying, he was just staring off in the distance. ''Sorry, I have a habit of doing that, besides you wouldn't want to hear my stories. I bet you have some pretty cool stories from your Sparta days…was you a member of the 300…''

''Quiet!''

''Hey there's no need for…''

''I said quiet!'' Kratos held up his hand to silence her. And that's when the sound picked up, the sound of hooves and trotting, like large horses. However, Kratos knew they weren't horse hooves they were hearing. And then appearing beyond a sand hill, and thanks to a strike of lightning revealing a group of 4 Centaurs charging towards them. ''Stay here!''

''What? Not without my help, you can't fight that many on your own!''

''Just watch!'' Were Kratos's last words before running towards the heard, bringing out his chained blades. A Centaur brought out a large spear and tried to jab at Kratos; he slide under the body of the beast, stabbing one of his blades in its gut before slamming it into the ground and jumping up to stamp hard on its head. Another Centaur with two swords swung at Kratos, who blocked with his blades and then head butted the creature full on the face.

''Okay maybe you don't need help''. Willow gasped to herself amazed by the power Kratos had, no one she knew had that kind of physical power, especially with the scar he still had. But then Willow noticed something Kratos couldn't as he was too busy fighting, a group of people running towards the battle, this people though had inhuman faces and yellow eyes…they were a pack of Vampires.

''Maybe you do need help!'' Willow said before controlling the earth beneath the Vampires and lifted it up, tipping it on top of them. Some managed to break their way through the ground, only for Willow to blast them all, turning each one into dust in the blink of an eye. Feeling another presence behind her, she turned only to be grabbed tightly around the neck by someone she thought she'd never have the displeasure of seeing again. ''Glory?''

''Hey Witch-Bitch, long time no see!'' The Hell-God wrapped in the skin of a blonde woman in a red silk dress said with cheerful menace BAM! Before back handing Willow's cheek and sending her flying. ''Oops, I forgot even with all your new power, you're still fragile. Being a God I don't have to worry about that''.

''No…'' Kratos called out. Glory turned to see Kratos standing among the bodies of the Centaurs, his blades drenched in their blood. ''You have to worry about me!'' He threw the blades at her; but Glory side stepped them, and grabbed the chains firmly.

''I've heard a lot about you God killer!'' Glory said as she pulled the chain, sending Kratos flying towards her. BAM! And then punching him where his scar was. He yelled in pain as Glory pounded at his scar a few more times before grabbing his face and crushing him into the sand, pushing his head further in. ''But I ain't like your little Gods of War and Sea and all that crap…I'm the real deal''.

Willow used her magic to create a hammer made of energy and whacked Glory across the face with it. She stumbled back, but didn't appear hurt. Willow flicked her hand, and the hammer turned into a bow and arrow, which she shot at Glory. The God held out her hand to block the arrow, what she didn't realise was what it could do once it hit her palm BOOM! She was caught in an explosion of aura and magic, enough destructive force to put her down for good…at least that's what Willow thought.

Just as she was about to check on Kratos, Glory bursts forward from the flames and grabs Willow around the mouth before she could conjure another spell. ''Wow, you really caught me off guard with that one!'' She taunted as she tightened her grip over Willow, crushing the young woman who couldn't even scream. ''But in the end, I win!''

BAM! Another figure then appeared from behind and kicked Glory so hard she was sent crashing and bobbing along the sand. Willow coughed and took a moment to catch her breath before looking up to see her saviour; she was just meeting more weird people by the minute. A young man with jet black hair, spiked up to the point it looked unnatural to grow. Wearing an orange Gi uniform with a blue undershirt, blue wristbands, a blue belt tied in a knot, and striped boots. He turned and looked down at Willow, giving her a smile. ''That was a pretty intense blast, you're quite strong''.

''T-Thanks''. Willow stuttered unsure what to make of the newcomer; he was a lot friendlier than Kratos, and kinda looked like a kid in an adult's body. The new face turned back to Glory, who was getting up out of the sand rubbing her face, that kick actually made her draw blood.

''How dare you?'' She screamed at him. ''Don't you know who I am? I am Glory, Hell God, all powerful destroyer of all those that think they can just kick me when I'm having a victory moment over little girls that think they can beat me!''

''If you really are a God, there wouldn't be a need to brag about it''. The man responded defiantly.

''Oh you're going to get it now, just who do you think you are!''

The man gave her a sly grin before answering her. ''I am Son Goku, the Saiyan raised on planet Earth!''

To Be Continued…

Does Goku stand a chance against the Hell God Glory. And is Darkseid really behind this? Or is there something else to this? You'll have to read on and find out. Hope that you've enjoyed the first chapter, more to come and plenty of more battles for each to have. Thanks and take care everyone!