(So, uh, welcome to the weirdest fanfic I've ever written. Now, I read a hilarious blog post based on Brant Steel's hunger-games simulator, and I decided, why not take it a few [hundred] steps further and turn it into a full-fledged fanfiction? So, that's what I'm doing. This is probably gonna be ludicrously long, so, uh, it might not be easy to stick with me the whole time. Updates either daily or twice daily, and remember- I AM NOT MAKING THESE CHOICES. The simulator is. I am merely putting them to text.

Each character is gonna be nerfed to normal human stats for most of the simulator, and powers will be equalized during fights. This means that it is entirely possible for a normal human to kill some superhuman powerhouse, and it is also possible for Superman to die by falling out of a tree. But characters will still have access to all of their powers, just at nerfed levels depending on circumstance.

Ok, so, this story is gonna be starring 48 characters, 4 from each of 12 verses. The characters and verses will be-

Undertale: Frisk, Sans, Undyne, ASRIEL (Duh.)

One Punch Man: Saitama, Genos, Boros, Speed O' Sound Sonic (Big OPM fan)

Marvel: Iron Man, Captain America, Spider-Man, Thor (I wanted Hulk, but he didn't make much sense in the circumstances)

DC: Superman, Wonder Woman, Batman, Flash

Dragon Ball: Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Krillin

Godzilla (Humanized.): Godzilla, Mothra, Rodan, Ghidorah (I'm sorry. This had to happen. Each one will have the appearance of a mutated human. I couldn't just shrink them, that'd be weird! They still speak in Monster.)

Street Fighter: Ryu, Ken, Chun Li, M. Bison

Mortal Kombat: Scorpion, Sub-Zero, Liu Kang, Johnny Cage

MMX: X, Zero, Axl, Sigma

Slasher Movie Verse: Jason Voorhees, Freddy Kruger, Chucky, Leatherface (Yeah, I lumped them all into one. It had to happen.)

Fast Food Verse: Ronald McDonald, Colonel Sanders, Wendy, Burger King (I'm so sorry. We needed comic relief!)

Star Wars: Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Princess Leia, Darth Vader (Only original trilogy here, bitches.)

This first chapter will be nothing but the introduction to the story, the introductions to the characters, and the Bloodbath. However, thanks to this, it's gonna be super long. The other chapters will be much shorter.

"That actually sounds… interesting."

"Indeed. To see who is the most resourceful warrior… without the differences in power."

"But will not many of them merely refuse to fight?"

"We shall randomize their choices. That way, we shall not observe their moral decisions but their ability in survival."

"Wonderful."

"…"

Frisk asked Sans what he thought this all meant.

"i got no idea. they say there's a prize for the winner."

"And let me guess, we've got NO IDEA what it is."

"that's about right."

"And we're all just as strong as a normal human?"

"yup."

"And Frisk can't LOAD?"

"yup."

"Damn it!"

ASRIEL, quietly sitting in the corner, spoke up.

"Don't worry, Undyne! They also said that nobody would really die, just be eliminated. They'd reappear fine and unhurt at home!"

"And how do we know they're telling the truth?"

"cuz they already killed us and brought us back like five times to prove their point."

Frisk mentioned that you couldn't really argue with that."

"… Fine. I'm gonna POUND you guys!"

"eh, that's probably true."

"… It's no fun when you don't argue."

"heh. i know."

"So what they're saying is… I'm not overwhelmingly powerful anymore?"

"That sounds about right, sensei."

"I'm just equally strong to everyone else?"

"I believe so."

"YEAH! I can finally have a real fight!"

"Yes, you can."

"This also means that I can defeat you, Saitama. The next time we meet… will be your demise!"

"Yada yada yada. We will probably never run into each other anyway."

"Sonic! Do not harm Saitama! He is mine."

"Shut up, Boros. I am just as strong as you are, and a much better fighter."

"Well, we will find out in the field of battle, if we ever encounter each other. I am looking forward to a real challenge"

"As am I."

"Me too!"

"And I am looking forward to facing you in a fair match, sensei."

"Um, OK, Genos! It's nice to see you're eager about this!"

"You've got to be joking, Tony."

"No joke, Cap. We're expected to hunt and kill each other, all for the sport of those watching."

"Hey, guys, is it just me, or does this seem a little familiar?"

"Indeed, my friends! We have engaged in the Contest of Champions more than once! This is a mere shadow of that battle."

"I'm not sure. Apparently, even with this armor, I'm just as human and weak as you, Cap."

"Hilarious, Tony. But this is serious."

"Actually guys, I'm not too sure of that. I mean, sure we'll be maiming and killing each other, but so what? It's all gonna be reverted, and the winner comes out of it with a sick prize!"

"Verily! We shall finally have a chance to battle with no inhibitions! And as for you, Captain America, I am eager to see who is truly a better fighter, a soldier of America, or the prince of Asgard!"

"Sounds like a plan, Thor."

"Wait a second! Are you guys crazy? This could just be some kind of plot to get us to kill each other! It could be the Purple Man making us think we're in some kind of alternate universe where we're immortal! It could be Thanos with the Reality Stone, tricking us into believing a lie!"

"Uh, guys, listen. If it is fake, we're not getting out unless we follow the rules."

"…"

"Whoah. I suddenly got this massive headache.."

"Are you alright, Tony?"

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine. And you guys are right. We've got to go along with it if we want to get out. I'm gonna toast you guys."

"Now that is the spirit, mortal!"

"Oh great. Not again."

"You're doomed, Clark. Without your powers, you're nothing."

"You're joking, right? I can handle myself."

"It's true, Bruce. Overwhelmingly powerful or not, he'll always be Superman."

"Eh. I can still run circles around anyone here."

"I wouldn't bet on it. I think it's safe to assume that most speedsters in this battle have had their speed equalized."

"That sounds about right. Everyone is completely equal in power here, apparently."

"Which means I'll win. Whatever the prize is, if it's worthy of a fight at this multiversal scale, we need to make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands."

"Right."

"You're lucky, Kakarot."

"Why's that, 'Geets?"

"Now, with everyone's powers equalized, you actually stand a chance against me."

"You do realize that that also means Krillin and I are as strong as either of you."

"SHUT IT, VEGETABLE BOY!"

"Wait… so I'm as strong as Vegeta?"

"That sounds about right."

"YEAH! I'm not the weakest anymore!"

"Well, technically, you never were. You could have whipped Yamacha from the beginning. And, on top of that, you're probably not actually as good a fighter as any of us."

"Killjoy."

"He's just statin' the facts, baldy."

"Sorry, Krillin, but it is true. You haven't even trained in months!"

"I WAS RICH AND SPOILED, OK?"

"I know. But that doesn't mean you can just stop training!"

"… Yeah it does."

"Oh god. You're kidding me."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, NO. Not again!"

"I WILL NOT BE SUBJECTED TO THIS SHAME!"

"Please, my friends, and Ghidorah, calm down! Perhaps this transformation was neccecary!"

"I am not a HUMAN! I am the King of All Monsters, and this is an embarrassment!"

"GZ is right! I may have wings and a beak, but I've also got two arms, two legs, and a human body! I want my damn body back!"

"Those fools are RIGHT for once! I am King Ghidorah, not some insect!"

"Well, perhaps the fastest way to solve the problem would be to… win? And then we'll be sent back to our world in our true forms."

"True enough. Thanks, Mothra."

"It's what I do."

"Wow. Whoever brought us here was evidently smoking something he shouldn't have been, eh?"

"I see your point, Ken, but we really shouldn't antagonize him"

"There's no need to, you two. We both know that he'll go for you one way or another"

"True enough, but-"

"There are no buts, Ryu. We are enemies, and that will not change because you decide to show me some occasional kindness when we are forced into close quarters. Apparently, we cannot fight now, so we shall merely have to if we ever encounter each other later."

"Fine."

"Hey, Ryu, I'll have your ba-"

"No. Apparently our deaths are temporary, and more than an occasional alliance will be punished by death. We have to win, and there is no reason for us to not kill each other as much as anyone else."

"Good god, Ryu. You've just threatened to kill Ken on sight. What's going on here?"

"I don't know."

"You three had better stay out of my way. That prize is mine."

"I'll look forward to proving you wrong, Cage."

"Don't think you'll be able to win this that easily, Scorpion. I am just as good a warrior as you are."

"And I trump the three of you."

"Hmph."

"I don't think so, Kang! But for once we're gonna have a fair fight. Just to see who's the better fighter."

"I will relish this opportunity, Scorpion."

"As will I. Do not hold back, and do not show mercy. I will not."

"Of course."

"What do you think, Zero?"

"I think we need to think about this more. We can't just go out into the field and kill each other with no proof that it's meaningless."

"And I think that both of you are taking this too seriously. I mean, really, we have nothing to lose."

"Except our lives."

"You are all a bunch of babbling idiots. We need to comply. Even if what the "administrator" said was a lie, they ARE undeniably stronger than we are. If we are going to die, then there is nothing we can do to change that."

"'Course you're a fatalist, Sigma. You've died, what… EIGHT times now?"

"Nine. And all of them at your hands."

"Hey, hey, hey! I've got NO part of this, Sig! I've only killed you once. And that was self-defense"

"You killed all of my soldiers, marched to my home, and shot me repeatedly in the face."

"You shot first! Or… your soldiers did, anyway."

"Don't try it, Axl. Sigma doesn't listen to logic."

"'Kay, Zero. I gotcha."

"So… no alliances, right? That's what he said?"

"Never for more than 12 hours."

"Right."

"All of you bitches are gonna die, ya know that?"

"Don't even get started, Freddy. You know you can't handle me."

"What the hell are you on about, Chuck? I'm the king around here."

"Uh, didn't Jason kill you before?"

"That was bullshit. Determined by fan votes or something."

"What?"

"Never mind."

(As far as I'm concerned, none of the mascots can speak. Even the ones that canonically can. They're all just silent killers.)

"… I don't like this."

"None of us do, Luke. But we have to stay determined."

"We're sitting in a room with Darth Vader, trying to figure out how to kill each other. You don't need force powers to have a bad feeling about this."

"Don't worry. At the moment, I have no intention of harming any of you."

"Listen up, Vader, I don't care what your intentions are! I can still got a headache from that torture device!"

"It was a necessary course of action."

"You didn't even ask me any questions!"

"It worked, didn't it?"

"WHAT WORKED!?"

"Tell me you aren't ignorant of such a simple strategy. I tourtured you so that Luke would sense it and come to Cloud City."

"… Goddamit."

"Sorry, Han."

"You didn't even rescue me, either."

Each contestant stood on their pedestal, looking across and one another.

They all had their own fears, their own hopes, their own worries.

And every last one of them was ready.

They were released simultaneously.

And the Bloodbath began.

Leia ran swiftly across the dry ground, charging toward the center. She didn't care what she grabbed, as long as she grabbed something, a weapon. She wasn't ever going to be helpless again. Sliding as if she was trying to steal a base, she grabbed the first wooden handle she saw and ran back into the woods. When she finally caught her breath and took a look at her prize, she groaned. It was a shovel. Better than nothing. But just barely.

Colonel Sanders was much more casual about his grab for weaponry. Casually and silently walking to the pile, he grabbed a sword and casually and silently walked away, humming all the time.

Ken Masters charged the pile at full speed, knowing he needed some real weaponry, and ignored the first few items he saw.

"There we go, baby!"

Ken charged for the item his eyes finally centered on, a quiver full of arrows and a bow to go with it. According to the Administrator, while he could still use his chi, the weapons available would be stronger. Better to make sure, after all.

Meanwhile, the first real encounter of the Games took place. M. Bison, master of the Shadaloo, faced off against the possessed killer doll Chucky.

"Away from me, worm! I am Bison, master of the Psycho Power! But I am in need of equipment. Give me that knife of yours, and I may let you live"

"Sorry, team captain, but I'm not letting you have anything. I'm also not about to let you live."

Bison smiled.

"So it's a fight then, worm?"

"Of course."

"Psycho blast!"

Bison thrust his hand forward, launching a ball of concentrated energy that struck Chucky directly in the chest. The killer flew backwards, rolled, and then leapt into the air to dive-attack the Street Fighter.

Bison countered with a swift high kick which would have been devastatingly effective had Chucky not grabbed his leg with a vice grip, keeping himself from taking the full force of the attack. Now, with a deranged doll crawling up his leg, M. Bison fought to free himself. His attempts, however, failed in the end as Chucky threw himself upward, stabbing his knife almost vertically into the fighter's sternum.

"U- ugh!"

"Gotcha bitch!"

Bison staggered backwards as Chucky retrieved his knife.

"N-no! Don't hurt me! I'll… I'll help you!"

"Really? Is that so?"

"Yes! I'll help you track down your foes- I'll even weaken them for you to make them easy kills!"

Chucky wasn't about to accept this offer. But it was an interesting one. He turned his back for just a moment.

"Fool."

"What?"

Before he had a chance to turn, Bison was on his feet, fists clenched and Psycho Power pulsing.

"PSYCHO CRUSHER!"

Bison charged forward with both fists, slamming Chucky with irresistible force against a nearby tree, smashing him to bloody bits.

KO! Chucky is now DEAD! 47 contestants remaining!

"Yes! Yes!"

Meanwhile, Krillin and Undyne had encountered each other, and faced off in a huff.

"S-stand down, fish lady! This bag is mine!"

"Sorry human, but I saw it first! Back off or one of these spears is going right up your ass!"

"Oh no you don't! I've been beaten up by a million people stronger than me! Over and over and over! But for once, I'm on even footing with everyone else! You're not taking me down!"

"Oh really, baldy?"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

Krillin squatted down in a classic power-charging position and surged with ki as Undyne prepared some of her magical spears.

Krillin charged suddenly, flying through the air with all of his force. Undyne put her fists up in front of her face and blocked, mitigating most of the damage, but that didn't stop the attack from sending her flying backwards into a tree, shattering it. She was fine, but this turn of events gave Krillin plenty of time to escape with his bag.

"Damn it."

Goku, meanwhile, was grabbing random items from the center of the arena when he felt a whizz of air pass by his head.

"Huh?"

"What do you think of this speed, saiyan?"

"What? Who's there?"

"What do you think of this speed that beats sound?"

"Really, I don't know who I'm talking to?"

"CAN YOU EVEN SEE ME?"

"Is this Freezer?"

"What?"

"You sound a whole lot like Freezer."

"I don't know who that is. My name is Sonic!"

"And I'm Goku! I'm a Super Saiyan!"

"Just get away from the center."

"Okay! I've got plenty of food anyway!"

With that, Goku jogged off. Speed O' Sound Sonic paused and wiped his brow. That guy had been almost as damned serene as Saitama. He decided he did not like him.

Liu Kang and Ryu, meanwhile, had also had an altercation over a bag of provisions.

"Stand back, Ryu. You know how this is going to go."

"Yes. I do."

"Fine then! We've both got to get going, before we both die. So let's just make it fast. One punch each. The person who does more damage to the other takes the bag, the other walks away."

"Alright. Let's get this over with."

Ryu and Kang charged each other and swung two massive punches, each one simultaneously hitting each other in the chest.

Ryu fell to his knees, as Kang rolled backwards, gripping his torso. Ryu smiled.

"I think I won this one."

"Fine. A deal is a deal. Go."

Sub-Zero found bait. And Superman found fishing gear, line, hooks, poles. And neither of them knew about the other. So each one was completely useless.

Meanwhile, Godzilla and Mothra walked along the fringes of the woods, talking.

"So… you think that… despite the rules… we should stick together?"

"Yes, King. What's the worst that could happen?"

"Death."

"Which is inconsequential! Either way, we'll be fine, and we'll to better together, my King."

"Fine, Mothra. I'll side with you. But if this goes foul…"

"hey, you two!"

Standing in front of them, not ten feet off, was Sans the Skeleton. He was visibly nervous.

"maybe you should back off real quick, kay? i'm standin' on a pressure plate, and if i step off it's gonna be activated. i'm gonna teleport off, but if you're standin' in the vicinity, then you might get caught in whatever it activates."

"He's hiding something. It's obvious."

"Exactly. As Mothra said, I know full well what you're hiding. Hand over your supplies, or I will make you."

Godzilla's mouth began burning blue, radiation running down his spikes.

"Stand down, skeleton."

"you don't wanna shoot that, buddy."

"You aren't going to give me orders."

Godzilla fired, Sans cringed, and the beam never hit anything. The skeletal monster had simply snapped his fingers and teleported away. The blast was visible a full several miles away.

KO! Godzilla and Mothra are DEAD! 45 contestants remaining!

Zero contemplated his Z-saber while looking for equipment. It was the perfect weapon in every way. But, apparently, having other weapons would somehow increase his chance of victory. He knelt down and picked up a pair of sais. They might come in handy some day.

Freddy Krueger had had identical reasoning when he picked up an old iron-tipped spear, ignoring the fact he already had a perfectly good weapon literally strapped to his hand.

Everyone else had simply run away or grabbed odd equipment with no notable events.

Genos, meanwhile, had not. He ran right into Saitama, carrying off a bag of what appeared to be vegetables.

"Sensei!"

"Oh, hello Genos!"

"I am sorry, sensei, but I need to battle you for those vegetables!"

"Ok."

"Come at me with everything you've got! I don't want you to hold back!"

Saitama stepped forward rapidly, swinging one extremely casual punch at Genos. The attack missed entirely, as Genos countered immediately with a heavy kick to Saitama's face that sent him spinning backwards into the air.

"Oh, owch! Wow, Genos! You really are strong! I guess you win!"

"W-what?"

"Oh, you win! You're stronger than me, Genos! Congratulations! You can have the vegetables!"

Saitama was laughing as he walked away into the woods. He was truly happy to have lost a fight.

"S-sensei."

END OF THE BLOODBATH!

MORE TO FOLLOW!

IN THE NEXT EXITING EPISODE OF-

THE HUNGER FRIDAY THE ONE PUNCH BALL ZTALE MARVEL/DC UNITE WARS GODZILLA X GAMES.