XTREME FIGHTING TOURNAMENT WORLD, 9:30 A.M.

"Okay, the invitations have all been sent," said Dave, sitting down in one
of the chairs in the control room.

"So how many fighters are you planning on having in the tournament?" asked
Dan.

"Not counting side-matches, and the extra tournament I'm going to have
later, 64."

"Uh, Dave, isn't that a lot? As in, too much?"

"Dan, the reason there's going to be so many is to give a better show. I
mean *anyone* can have a piddly 8 or 16 fighter tournament, but WE will have
a *HUGE* tournament. Besides, you worry to much."

WORLD JJBA #23057

"Damn him." Hol Horse muttered under his breath. Hol is a mercenary who
dressed like a cowboy, whose gun, an invisible "stand" called Emperor,
worked for the highest bidder. But this time was different.

He was in the middle of a fight with another stand wielder, named Polnareff
[I'm not joking]. He didn't want to, but it was either fight him, or get
killed by an evil, time-controlling vampire. Hol figured he'd take his
chances. Then, Polnareff's friends showed up. And Hol's chances were looking
a lot worst.

"Hey, Jojo, do these pants make me look fat?" Kakyoin [who's naming these
guys?] asked. He was then smacked repeatedly by Jojo. In all, Hol was now
fighting Jojo, Polnareff, Kakyoin, Avdol, Iggi the dog, and Joseph. [Joseph.
Joseph? So this one guy gets a real name? That's it, I'm leaving.]

"Alright, everyone," Jojo said, calling his stand Star Platinum, "lets kill
him!" The six fighters charged Hol, intent on ripping him limb from limb.
When they were in arms reach, a moped swerved between the cowboy and his
enemies.

"Delivery for Hal Harris, and Iggi T. Doug."

"Iggi?" Joseph said. "Who would send Iggi a letter?" Joseph took the letter
and began to read it.

"What's it say?" Avdol asked.

"Iggi's been invited to a tournament. And if he wins, he gets one wish! All
he has to do is go to the spot on this map and he'll be transported to the
tournament." Iggi jumped up and grabbed the letter with his mouth and began
to read it himself.

"Well, you can't go!" Jojo said. "We have to destroy Dio! Speaking of which,
where's that guy we were fighting?"

"Oh, you mean Hal?" The delivery guy said. "As soon as he got done reading
his invitation, he took off."

"Ah, well, he was a wuss anyway. C'mon, time to hit the road." Jojo said,
already heading for the car.

"Great." Kakyoin exclaimed. "Now I can finish telling you about my summer in
the all boy boarding school. Hey, where'd Iggi go?"

"The same place we should be going." Avdol said, holding his head in his
hands.

WORLD VP #36752

Lenneth Valkyrie walked up to the doors of Odin's throne room, she didn't
know why Odin would summon her but it must be important from the sound of
the message. As she walked in she saw Odin, sitting in his throne with Freya
by his side.

"I'm here to serve you, Lord Odin."

"Lenneth Valkyrie," Odin began, "today a letter came for you from another
world. I hope you don't mind that we opened it."

"A letter for me? From another world?" Valkyrie asked. She took the letter
and read it quietly to herself. "A tournament? And one wish?"

"Should this wish be given to someone evil, we fear it may cause havoc."
Freya said. "We want you to accept this invitation, and make sure that no
one unworthy gets this wish."

"As you wish my Lords." Valkyrie said.

WORLD MK #69136

"What's the assignment today boss?" said Jax leaning back in his chair. He
and his partner, Sonya, were sitting in the meeting room of thier military
base, which was designed to watch Outworld and Shao Kahn very carefully.

"These letters came for you today." said Baker, thier superior officer,
handing each of them a letter.

"Who would send me a lett- HEY! IT'S BEEN OPENED!" Sonya said, glaring at
Baker.

"This is one of the militaries most secret bases. We wanted to know just
what had been sent to you, and who *could* send something to you."

" *Another* tournament? What the hell is this?"

"Exactly what it says, Jax." Baker said. "We looked into it. There *is* a
new world, and they are holding a fighting tournament for entertainment. The
winner will be given one wish from a genie. We also have word that your old
friends Sub-Zero, Scorpion, and Johnny Cage are already on there way to take
part in it."

"I wouldn't call them friends." Sonya said. Sub-Zero kept to himself, but
Scorpion tried to kill her repeatedly, and Johnny, the damn moron, just
wouldn't stop trying to get her into bed.

"We also have word that Shao Kahn and his groupies have gone to watch it,
and we think that he may try to steal this genie. We want you to join this
tournament, and make sure that that doesn't happen."

"So we have to join *another* tournament?"

"Maybe you'll get to see your boyfriend, eh, Sonya?"

"I'll hurt you Jax."

WORLD SFA #33332

One of the things Dave was counting on, was that two of the most recognized
fighters in all the universes would show up. Ryu and Ken. What Dave didn't
know, was that they were being held captive by Shadowloo.

"Did you really think you could beat me, Matthew Bison? You stupid fools!"
Ryu and Ken were straped to metal tables, with Bison and his cronies, the
boxer, Balrog, and Vega, the psycho with a steel claw. Sagat was strangely
absent.

"Screw you, Bison!" Ken yelled.

"That wasn't nice. Psycho Crusher!" Bison slammed into Ken crushing a
majority of his body.

"Oh, my God! You killed Ken!" Ryu exclaimed.

"Yes," Bison replied, "I'm a bastard! Now, either your going to allow me to
drain you of your power, or-"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Yelled Sagat. "I'm tired of you emotionaly twisting me to
serve your superiority complex!"

There was silence.

"Sagat," Bison said, keeping an even tone, "have you been watching Oprah
again?"

"IT DOESN'T MATTER IF I'VE BEEN WATCHING OPRAH AGAIN! Oh, Ryu, I'm glad
you're here." Sagat ran over to where Ryu was strapped down. "Ryu, I owe you
an apology. I have been misplacing my aggresion towards you because of my
own insecurities. Oh, and this letter came for you." Sagat held up the
letter.

"Uh. You mind giving me the gist?"

"Sure! It says that you have been invited to a tournament-"

"Oh, well, throw it out. I've got too many other tournaments lined up."

"Well, okay. And Ken got one too, where is he?"

"He's that slowly cooling stain you're standing in."

"I was wondering what that was. I guess he won't need his. Oh, and the
winner gets one wish. Still not interested?"

"I might show up to watch, but I don't think so."

"Excuss me, ladies, evil maniacle overlord here. Where's my invitation?"

"You didn't get one! Now, I'm off to try and get in touch with my inner
child at a fighting tournament." Sagat said turning to leave.

"WHAT! How dare they exclude the great Marcus Bison! [What? You thought his
name was Matthew? Your mind must be playing tricks with you.] Come, lackies!
We will go to this tournament, and teach them the true power behind the name
MARGARET BISON! Be sure to turn the lights out as we leave." Bison, Balrog
and Vega then left, intent on showing the power of Shadowloo to all the
universes.

"Um. Hello? Is someone going to get me down?" Ryu said. He was going to be
spending alot of time up there.

MEANWHILE, IN THE SAIKYORYU DOJO IN HONG KONG:

Sakura was looking forward to summer vacation. After a hard year of trying
to keep her grades up, and martial arts training, she would get three months
to relax, unwind, and reacquaint herself with her friends and family. Then,
when her self-proclaimed "Sensei" suggested to her parents that she spend
the summer at his dojo to take care of her "discipline problems" she was
unhappy. When her parents agreed, she was very unhappy.

Sakura, as Dan found out, was very dangerous when she was unhappy.

But then, there wasn't much she could do, since her parents agreed, so after
she put Dan into a full body cast for a week, she had no choice but to try
to make the best of a bad situation.

Sakura, Dan, and Blanka, AKA Jimmy, were sitting around the breakfast table.
Dan, in particular, was enjoying his meal. After finishing his bowl, he
threw it down and raised his fist to Sakura, crying tears of joy.

"This is the best miso soup I have ever had! It's like touching heaven with
my tongue! OYAJI!" Dan [tears still flowing] began rolling around the floor
in a ball yelling "oyaji" over and over. He was joined minutes later by
Blanka, just cause he likes rolling around. And Sakura, well, she just held
her head.

"Delivery." said the delivery guy, throwing three letters ninja-style to
Sakura. She handed a letter to Dan and Blanka, and opened hers.

"A tournament..."

"The winner gets one wish." Dan finished.

"Grrar, ugh ugh, wow woooooo." Blanka said.

"Well, that's true Jimmy, but what about-"

"Who, ga ga, guuuu grar."

"Does your mother know you use that kind of language?"

"Ugh, grar roar, ugh ugh."

"Same to you."

"HEY!" Sakura interjected. "What about the tournament?"

"This..." Dan started. "Is a sign."

"What?" Sakura asked flatly.

"This is a sign from my father! Once the power of Saikyoryu has defeated all
comers," Dan began shaking his fist at the heavens, crying tears of joy, [he
does that alot] "I will wish that everyone, in all worlds, would know the
true power OF SAIKYORYU!"

Dan grabbed Sakura and Blanka and ran out the door in one of his rare
displays of strength.

WORLD SFTTS #33338 A NIGHTCLUB IN FRANCE, 1:30 A.M.

In a dark corner, sat a blue haired youth named Remy. He had joined many
tournaments, looking for his father, who abandoned his family when Remy was
very young. Remy was never able to forgive his father, who claimed to be a
fighter.

Remy read the letter he just received silently to himself. He then got up,
and walked out. He was going to find his father, one way or another.

WORLD R #12645

Ryoga Hibiki waited patiently at the pickup point. When he received the
invitation, he knew it was a sign from God.

"With my wish, I'LL FINALLY GET THE COURAGE TO PROPOSE TO AKANE!"

"S'at so, shakin' bacon?"

Ryoga nearly jumped out of his skin. "R-R-Ranma?! What are you doing here?"

"You didn't think you were the only one to get an invitation, did you?" As
if to ferther prove this, Akane, her sisters, Shampoo, Ukyo, Happosai, and
almost the entire town of Nerima showed up behind Ranma.

"How many people got these invitations?" Ryoga asked.

"Just you, me, Ukyo, Happosai, and Mousse. Everyone else just came along for
the fun of it."

"Fine! At this tournament, I'll finally prove that I am the better fighter!"

"Sure you will, Charlotte, sure you will."

"This is so exciting!" Akane said, boincing up to Ryoga. "So what are you
going to wish for if you win?"

"UhwellIumyknowhavntthoughtaboutitmuchyknow..."

"Don't bother him, tomboy, he's got alot to think about." Ranma said. He was
then malleted for a good fifteen minutes.

WORLD SMB # 66456

Luigi walked up the steps of the castle leading to the main door. Upon
entering, he saw Princess Peach talking to Toad and the other advisors.

"Luigi! I'm glad your here. We have a job for you."

"Thanks, Princess, but shouldn't you call Mario?"

"Yes, well, ya see..." one of the advisors started.

"I'll start from the beginning." said Peach. "We received an invitation for
you and Mario to take part in a fighting tournament. The winner will recieve
one wish. We also found out that Bowser and two of his underlings have also
received invitations. If he wins, he will obviously wish for our kingdom. We
need you to join the tournament and make sure that Bowser doesn't win."

"Well, great. Why isn't Mario coming along? And where is he anyway?"

"He's in the bathroom." Toad said.

"What?"

"He came down with a case of exploding diarrhea." Toad said.

"WHAT?!"

"It's true." Peach said. "Mario and all of us will go to cheer you on, but
you are the only one who can fight for us. All our hopes are riding on you."

"Oh, great," Luigi replied, "no presure, right?"

WORLD CSOTN #98765

"It is as the invitation said." A minor demon said. "The winner will receive
a wish."

"With this, we may be able to resurrect our Master."

"Then it is settled. I will journey to this world a take part in the
tournament. The mortals should pose no threat. Then, we will again be able
to resurrect Lord Dracula."

"Luck be with you, Lord Orlox." The demons followed the second-in-command
vampire out of the room. Too bad none of them noticed the bat that flew out
a window.

***

"Yes, they're sending Orlox." Alucard said. "We must join and make sure that
they are not allowed to resurrect Dracula."

"Where is this tournament again?" Richter asked.

"In another phase of reality." Maria replied.

"Then let us make haste to this location." Alucard said. Then, the three
vampire hunters started the long journey.

WORLD CC #27077

Serge, Kidd, Leena, Glenn, Skelly, and Mojoy were sitting around a dinner
table discussing this latest turn a events.

"Oi! I think it'll be a lot o' fun, ay' Sergey?" Kidd said, throwing her
arms around Serge and pulling him towards her. Serge just smiled and
shruged.

"Well, *I* think it a terrible idea." Leena said, pulling Serge back towards
her.

"I think it'll be good training." Glenn said.

"We've got the time, I can't think of one good reason for us not to go. Can
you?" Skelly asked Leena.

"Well, I... just don't think..."

"What ya mean ta say is that ya know ya can't beat me." said Kidd smirking.

"Yes I can!"

"Then it's settled." Mojoy said. "Then the six of us will join this
tournament." Everyone nodded in agreement.

"I just have this feeling...HEY! STOP GROPING HIM!" Leena yelled.

"Ah, ya knows he likes it!"

WORLD SNKKOF #93487

Shingo Yabuki had a dream. And that dream, was to wield the flames of the
Kusanagi Clan. Of course, everyone said that it was impossible, because only
a member of the Kusanagi family could wield the crimson flames. But that
didn't stop Shingo.

Then he got an invitation to another tournament. Shingo joined all the
tournaments he could, since it was good training, but this was different.
The winner would receive anything he wanted!

Shingo's path was clear. He would win this tournament, and then, he would
finally wield the flames of the Kusanagi. And he'd prove everyone wrong.

MEANWHILE, KING'S BAR IN SOUTHTOWN:

"It could be great publicity for the bar!" Elizabeth said, pouring up a
drink. King didn't look convinced.

"Yeah, but I have a bar to run. And Jan needs me. And..."

"We need more customers." said Sally, walking up to the bar. "Table four
wants two vodka shots. Besides, you could cure Jan with this."

"What?!" King's little brother, Jan, has a terminal illness. Sometimes it's
worst than others, but he's been bed-ridden for years now. "What do mean?"

"She's talking about that wish." Elizabeth said, handing Sally the vodka.
"If you win, you could wish for Jan to be cured."

"I hadn't thought of it like that." King mused. "But what if it's a hoax?"

"What if it's not? And do you really want to take that chance?"

"Besides," Sally said, "Jan is doing pretty good. He'll be able to come with
us. We can even set up a bar over there!"

"Alright! You've convinced me." King said, throwing up her hands. "After we
close the bar tonight we'll begin making plans."

MEANWHILE [AGAIN] IN GEESE TOWER:

Geese Howard [I hear that laughing in the back!] was a Crimelord, Villian,
and all-around Not-Nice-Person. He also was a VERY wealthy business man.
Now, he only needed one more thing...

"BILLY! Get in here!"

"Yes, Boss?" Billy, Geese's bodygaurd, walked into his Boss's office on the
666th floor of Geese tower.

"I asume you've read that invitation you received."

"Yes."

"Well, Billy, we are going to this tournament. And when I win, I'll finally
get... the courage to ask out a girl!"

Billy almost fell over. "Uh... what?"

"I'm lonely!" Geese wailed. "Even a true warrior needs a companion. But
alas, I can never seem to get up the nerve to ask a woman out. But now, with
this wish, I'll finally be able to over come this hang-up!"

"O...kay..."

"And of course," Geese said, putting an arm around Billy, "you aren't going
to tell anyone else about my little... problem... right, Billy?"

"Oh, *NEVER* Boss!"

"Good! Now, you and I will go off to this tournament, and I'll leave my
incompitent nephew James Howard in charge of the business."

"But, Boss, he isn't-"

"Shut up, Billy, I have plans to over-explain."

THE NEXT DAY:

"Alright, there are going to be some changes around here." James Howard, the
new C.E.O. of Geese International, in his first board meeting.

"First, we now produce *obscene* amounts of cheese." There were murmers.

"Second, we will be creating the first Peter Gabriel museum. Featuring all
his CD's, statues, and, of course, a towel that still has some of his sweat.
Hey, you, what's your name?" James asked one of the board members.

"My name's Mr. Brodey, sir, I've worked with you uncle for-"

"Well, I'm going to call you Ralphus. Now, Ralphus, do us a favor and
explain the finacial reprecusions of creating the Peter Gabriel museum to
the other board members."

"Well, first-"

"IT DOESN'T *MATTER* WHAT THE REPRECUSIONS ARE!" James yelled, calling the
other board members to attention. He then walked over to his chair, pulled
out a cattle-prod from God knows where and set it on the table, and took his
seat.

"Now, are there any objections?" James said, as he began stroking an
imaginary pussy.

Cat, I mean.

WORLD GMOTW #46089

"There are going to be hot chicks! How can we *not* go?" Kim Dong Hwan
[Alright! To who ever is screwing with the names: The joke is wearing thin!]
sat in the Woo Casino and Bar, argueing with his brother Kim Jae Hoon, and
thier friend Rock Howard.

"Because, brother, we have responsibilities here. We can't just drop
everything and run off to this tournament."

"But, Jae, one wish! Isn't there something you would like to wish for?"

"I'm happy the way I am now, brother."

"Tch, fine. How about you?" Dong turned to Rock. "You've been silent this
whole time."

"I'm going." Rock said flatly. "It'll be good training. And besides I *do*
have something I'd like to wish for."

"Alright! Then we'll go together! C'mon, Jae, you'll have to go, if nothing
else but to keep us in line, right?"

"Fine." Jae sighed. "But you'll do double work at the dojo when we get
back."

"No problem! Hey, I know what you need. LAP-DANCE!" Dong began signaling to
one of the dancers. Jae took one look at the scantly-clad female and got a
nose-bleed. He passed out from loss of blood moments later.

"Do you ever get tired of doind that?" Rock asked, wiping blood off a sleeve
of his jacket.

WORLD T #54789

Vash The Stampede. His name was known and feared across the planet. He was
the 60,000,000,000 dollar man, because that was the price on his head. He
had destroyed numerous towns, some without even drawing his gun. He was,
without a doubt, the most dangerous man on the planet.

And he was currently being put in the Walls of Jericho by Wolfwood.

"OW, EH, KNOCK IT OFF, UNCLE, UNCLE!" Vash wailed as Wolfwood finally let
go.

"What's going on here?" Meryle Strife asked, walking in with her partner,
Milly Thompson.

"OOH! OOH! I wanna wrestle!" Milly yelled, jumping on Vash and Wolfwood.
Milly is a big girl.

"GET OFF ME! I CAN'T BREATHE!" Wolfwood cried.

"I'll ask again. What's going on?" Meryle repeated impatiently.

"Wolfwood was trying to get me to join some tournament."

"Yeah, and I succeded too. Oh, and you got an invitation also." Wolfwood
said as he handed a letter to Milly.

"An invitation to what?" Milly said as she opened the letter.

"Basicly," Wolfwood began, as he lighted a cigarette, "it's an invitation to
a fighting touranment that is being held in an alternate reality. The winner
receives one wish."

"Where's my invitation?" Meryle asked as she read over Milly's shoulder.

"You didn't get one." Wolfwood replied.

"Well, either way you aren't going. You'd cause to much trouble." Meryle
crossed her arms.

"See? See?! Meryle agrees with me!" Vash yelled.

"Meryle, my orphanage needs money. The world needs water. We need both. This
will give us free room and board, and all the water we can drink. Can we
really afford to not join?" Wolfwood took the last drag off the cigarette.

"Fine. We'll go. But you'd better behave yourself."

"Hey! I always behave myself." Vash looked indignant.

"Who destroyed the hotel we were staying at in the last town?"

"That wasn't my fault..."

"And what about-"

"People, we need to get going." Wolfwood said, already at the door.

"I have a bad feeling about this." Vash said, dragging himself to the door.

WORLD B #12211 AT A BAR CALLED FATE:

The bar had closed for the night, and the staff was cleaning up for the
night. The exception was the four bouncers, Kou Leifoh, who was covered in a
full body tatoo and leather, Volt Kruger, who had more piercing than any one
person should have, even a couple horns on his forehead, Sion Barzahd, the
youngest bouncer, and a woman know as Echidna, who had spikey pink hair.
With them was Dominique, everyones favorite waitress.

"Not a bad day, eh?" Kou asked no one inparticular.

"Things are getting boring around here." Sion said. "Everyone's afraid of us
after the incident."

"Hey, some guy just dropped these off for you guys." The owner said as he
handed the bouncers each an envolope. They took a minute to read it.

"What the hell is this?" Volt asked.

"Well, I'm no expert, but I'd say it's an invitation to a tournament."

"Did I ever tell you that you're a smartass, Kou?"

"Did I ever tell you that I don't care, Volt?"

"Think we should join?" Sion asked.

"I do." Echidna said. "I could use that wish. And I'll finally be able to
settle up with you, Volt." Echidna smirked.

"Yeah, I think so too." Kou responded.

"Alright, so when do we leave?" Dominique asked.

WORLD FF #00111

In this world, there was once a time traveling evil that threatened to
destroy the planet. This evil was destroyed by six young warriors. [That's
right, six, not four.] These people returned as heroes, and have since
protected the world against all froms of evil.

However, monsters have been becoming rare these days, and it seemed that
things were finally calming down. Until one day, an army of monsters
attacked the capital Corneria and leveled it and it's army.

Goldark, an evil mage had found a way to control the worlds monsters, and
was attacking every country that didn't swear to serve him. The six
warriors, even with thier incredible power and weapons, could not handle an
entire army themselves.

There was one light in the darkness, however, and that light came from the
elves domain. The elf prince found a spell that could liberate the monsters
from Goldark's control. This spell was too powerful for any ordinary
wizzard, however, and the only person with enough power to cast this spell
was the elf prince himself.

Then, he fell under another damn sleeping spell. [Which was the fifth one
this week.] Thing were looking bleak.

And then, they recieved an invitation to a fighting tournament, and if they
won, they could make one wish. However, only one person was allowed to
enter. It was decided that the Ninja would go, and the others would stay and
help defend the castle. Now, all the worlds hopes rested on his shoulders...

WORLD DD #67295

Billy and Jimmy Lee were having a bad decade.

They were huge during the 80's. Back when anything with the slightest hint
of martial arts was eaten up with a spoon by the American public. But then,
when the dark ages of the 80's were waining, the Lee brothers popularity
started going down the toilet.

Rather than go out gracefully, like they should have, they went out kicking
and screaming like a newborn baby.

"A movie deal." He said. "It'll be great for your carrer. Put you guys right
back on top." He said.

The movie didn't resurrect thier carrers, it put the last bullet in it. The
Lee brothers, to thier credit, took in stride.

By putting a hit contract out on thier agent.

It's now been close to ten years, and the Lee brother still haven't found
that guy.

Until tonight.

The Agent just got done heating up a bowl of popcorn, and was just settling
in for a good night of TV watching. Then, the phone began to ring.

"Hello?" The Agent said into the phone.

"What's your favorite martial arts movie?" a wierd metalic voice said.

"Uh...what?"

"I like the one about the brothers who are fighters. You know the one? Where
the brothers get STABBED IN THE BACK!"

"Oh, God-"

"That's right, you sunova-" The Agent couldn't hear the rest of the
sentence, as he was knocked out by a blow from behind.

LATER:

"WAKE THE FUCK UP!" Billy yelled, as he doused The Agent with water. Agent
was tied up to a chair, in a room that was pitch black.

"Alright, before we beat you to death," Jimmy said, cracking his knuckles,
"is there anything we should know?"

"Yeah, if you have any terminal diseases, we want to know so we can avoid
your blood." Billy smirked.

"WAIT! I think I can make it up to you?"

"How?"

"I know how I can get some invitations to a tournament." Agent stammered.
"It'll be broadcast thoughout all the universes! If you win, it'll be great
publicity!"

"Why should we trust you?" Billy asked.

"What have you got to lose? You show up, kick some ass, and get tons of good
publicity. Win, win, eh? Oh! And the grand prise is a wish! How can you pass
that up?" Agent was sweating small rivers.

"Hm. I say we do it. But! We'll be taking you along, and we reserve the
right to kick your ass if we feel like it." Billy said.

"Sure! Whatever you say! Just don't kill me!"

"Shut up! Now where is this tournament?" Jimmy asked.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Chapter 3