Hello,


Here's more about my crossover between Group Z and the American superheroes of the JLA (Justice Leauge of America).




What has happened so far:


Son Goku has a strange encounter with a being called Metron, who tells him that a tyrant called Darkseid will soon reach out to his home universe and that he cannot be stopped. Metron would like to report something more about "our" but mysteriously disappears into nothing.


Concerned, Son Goku sets off to round up Group Z.


Meanwhile, the dark knight Batman, in his world, receives a message from Superman that Metron, a New God, has appeared with a message for the Justice League (JLA).


On the way to Bathöhle, he learns in the news that parademons have created a vortex of energy in the Earth's atmosphere and through this they are disappearing to an unknown location.This news only allows one conclusion:


Darkseid, the terrible god from the planet Apokolyps is stretching his fingers towards the earth again! But what is he up to?




Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End?




Piccolo watched Son Goku wandering excitedly up and down the palace of God. This strange encounter, which he had less than an hour ago, must have thrown him quite upset.


"Damn it, where are you all staying?"


Patience was never his strong point. Meanwhile, Piccolo scanned the earth for unusual sources of energy.


"Son Goku. I don't feel anything. Are you sure?"


"You didn't see him, Piccolo. Such a power ..."


Son Goku seemed to be in shock. He had reported an aura that far surpassed even that of the Kaioshin. He just couldn't and didn't want to believe such a thing.


Dende stepped out of the palace. He looked up at the sky and then over at Piccolo.

"He's right, Piccolo. I can already feel it." He propped himself up on his staff and gasped softly. He seemed close to collapse.


"Everything OK?"


"No, something is happening right now."


Piccolo's senses felt it too. It was like a hurricane that swept through a small town.


"What's this?"


A purple-black vortex formed in the sky above the palace, lightning flashed from the center, and then there was a deafening crack. A kind of tube appeared out of nowhere and several thousand beings streamed from within. They wore yellow armor and strange weapons. Son Goku watched them.


"There, the demons are there!" he then screamed, clenching his teeth in anger (or was it fear?).


Most of the crowd streamed past you. Towards earth, two of them landed on the platform of God's palace. They went up to Dende.


Piccolo stood between them.


“Stop!” The two figures trotted on.

Her arms dragged the floor. They had scaly green skin, their eyes glowed red, no life in them. Her armor sparkled with a strangely artificial, golden shimmer.


"I said stop!"


One raised his gun. Son Goku stormed off.


“Piccolo, no!” When Goku was about to strike, the second demon jerked up his arm. Son Goku flew into a clenched fist. The hit, caused by his own strength, threw him into one of the two towers. Picccolo was shocked.


Son Goku turned off in one fell swoop!


The second demon was still aiming at him. A discharge of energy gathered in front of the barrel of the weapon, which poured onto Piccolo moments later.


It felt like pricking a million needles. The shot shouldn't kill him, energy shackles held him tight. He fought back with all his strength, but the more strength he used, the more painful the pain became.

The two demons grabbed Dende and anaesthetized him with a kind of syringe, then took off and left the palace. Before that, the demon grinned at him with the weapon and flipped a switch on it. At the same moment Piccolo heard a loud crackling, he smelled burning skin, felt strong pain and then nothing at all.




Vegeta couldn't believe his eyes. Some creatures launched an attack on Earth from a kind of hole in the sky. Anger simmered in the prince of the Sajia-yins, irrepressible anger.


Kakarott hadn't lied. These beings radiated an irrepressible energy. Some of you attacked a city right below Him.


"Oh no, you don't do that!"


Vegeta collected himself, focused on the moment and broke through the Sajia-yin form of being, transformed.


His hair stood up one after the other, his upper arm muscles swelled to the size of a softball, and his leg muscles threefold.

With a loud scream, he endured this painful procedure, nourished his anger, felt energy encircle him and his hair began to glow golden and became a Super Sajia-yin.


He stormed off. The city was already on fire. But hardly anyone was killed. The beings dragged the people away, they were probably supposed to become slaves. New anger bloomed in Him. He attacked the first one who came across.


This fended off his attacks without any effort and also gave him a slap in the face.


These movements, as fluid, strong and delicate as they were. They weren't alive.


Vegeta let himself fall ten meters down, stretched his arms forward, pressed both index fingers together over a clenched fist, bundled his energy and grinned maliciously.


"That's it, you rat!" he cursed the demon. "Final Flash!"


A beam of bundled hatred seized the green being and dissolved him.The beam shot through the atmosphere and disappeared into the depths of space. Had this attack hit a mountain, the earth would likely have exploded.


"Defeated one, there are only a few thousand left." he said sarcastically as he looked over at the city.


The final flash had alerted the other demons. They flew towards him.


Vegetta clenched his teeth as he stroked the wound on his cheek. The hit from the first demon had been very strong. He remembered his fight against Kakarott a year ago. The blows his rival had dealt made Vegeta doubt his own strength, made the man and hero he was today, but the disturbing thing was, the demon had shown a similar strength.


Now almost two hundred more opponents came up to me and all with the power of a double Super Sajia-yin. He didn't hesitate long.


With another outcry he bundled his aura again, energy flowed into him and brought several houses below him to collapse.He broke the line of Super Sajia-yin. His aura shone brighter and electrical discharges flowed around him. His hair had turned into pointed towers. Super Sajia-yin Level 2, Ultra-Sajia-yin.


He lunged at the enemy, the first he stretched out with targeted punches, some more he killed with energy balls in his hands.


But for every demon he killed, two new ones appeared.


Something hit him with full force. Severe pain made him forget control of his trajectory and he was thrown into a mountain front.


He looked up at the sky, slightly dazed. One of the beings had a gun pointed at him. The barrel was still smoking lightly.


“Impossible,” he thought to himself, “No weapon in the universe can harm me.” With a loud scream, he jumped up and raced towards the shooter. He started to grunt and grin and fired again. A golden yellow energy ball shot towards him, again the discharge tore him into the depths.The demons noticed this and had great fun using Vegetta as a clay pigeon, drew their guns and shot him.


He felt himself being rammed deeper and deeper into the rock. He felt a few veins bursting on his arm, and the blood that escaped was disintegrated by the plasma discharges.


The burning sensation on the skin was incredible. He couldn't hold the ultra level and when he was about to lose consciousness he heard a familiar voice.


"Came Hame Ha!"


Vegeta pulled himself up and saw Kuririn and Son Gohan who blew his attackers apart with Kakarot's favorite attack. The beings then withdrew, but it looked not of their own will as some of them grabbed their heads in pain.


Smeared with blood, it flew to you. He was probably happy to see his two friends.


“I could have done that on my own,” he whispered at Son Gohan. Of course he couldn't admit it, he had a bad reputation to lose.

Kuririn made a face. "You're welcome, you old grumpy!"


They looked down on the city. The houses were in ruins, less than ten minutes had passed. Vegeta landed and looked around.


"Scan the area! Maybe there are survivors!"


He didn't feel anything!


"Vegeta, we're late!" said Gohan and put his hand on his shoulder. He bent down and picked up a teddy bear, which was lying in one of the ruins.


He started screaming in anger and gave free rein to his strength! The rest of the building collapsed.


Then he took off and shot in the direction of the Quince Tower and thus God's palace.




Superman looked around. Only part of the league was able to arrange to appear at this meeting.


Next to him sat J'onn J'onnz, the Martian Manhunter.


He was a Martian and one of the last survivors of a catastrophe that had happened centuries ago. He was the team's tactical advisor and one of Superman's closest confidants.Because J'onn understood what it meant to lose his home, a home he had never known.


Krypton.


Across from him sat Kyle Rayner, a young man in his twenties. He had no special body powers, was not particularly gifted in tactical analysis, yet he had something that made him an important member of the JLA.


He had an incredible imagination. That made him the perfect wearer of the last OA power ring, he was Green Lantern.


Superman remembered. There had been a flood in Florida, Kyle made a giant baby head appear with a straw that simply "drank away" the water.


Wally West fidgeted