Exit UFT…Enter DHU!

Attention!

Due to the events of Dimensional Heroes: Ultimate, the UFT story is coming to an end. Sorry about this, but things didn't go the way I had planned. Here's the final chapter before DHU.

The next morning, Mark wakes up to see the other members all preparing for the next round.

"Hey guys," Mark says wearily, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "You all ready for the next round?"

"You bet!" Eddy exclaims. "I'm also ready to continue on with my plan!"

"You better not fall back on that plan, Eddy." Bardock says. "It sounds like you don't have faith we can win."

"Hey, it's not like that, of course I do. I'm just…covering our bases."

"Lay off him, Bardock." Moltar says. "Any plan that guarantees Galen's resurrection is a good plan in my book."

"I admire your loyalty, Moltar, but Bardock has a point," Mark points out, getting out of bed. "Even if we can convince everyone else to bring Galen back, we still need to do our best. Besides…I'm pumped to fight Goku again."

"Well then, what the hell are we waiting for?" Panty says, adding to the conversation. "Let's get out there and kick some ass!"

"Mom, language," Mark says in a scolding tone. "…But I agree, let's prove to these others how strong we are!"

Even as Mark exclaims this to his team, his thoughts drift back to the gathering last night.

"But first…I need to tell Barry about this Techno guy."

A half-hour later, Team Chronicle leaves their room…only to find the other teams gathered in the lobby, looking depressed. Some are crying; others attempt to comfort them. In the corner, Vegeta has a completely calm Barry by his shirt and is yelling in his face, his prideful eyes filled with tears.

"YOU BASTARD!" yells the prince. "If it weren't for you, I COULD HAVE SAVED THEM!"

"If it weren't for me, you'd be dead too," Barry calmly says, completely different from last night. "I swear, I didn't know this would happen. You know yelling at me won't solve anything."

"Vegeta, calm down," Gohan says, walking over. "I know you're upset, but this isn't going to get Bulma and Trunks back."

"STAY OUT OF THIS, GOHAN!" Vegeta snaps back. "He has the Super Dragon Balls, right? Let's force him to use them to bring them back!"

"There are no Super Dragon Balls anymore," Barry says grimly. "That…thing was able to destroy them before I could get the Inertia Fields up. That damn thing knew right where to hit us."

"Hey, what's going on?" Eddy asks, allowing the other to notice Team Chronicle's arrival.

"Oh, hey guys," Barry says. "I'm afraid…something's happened. Here, watch this."

Barry drops from Vegeta's grip and hands Mark a pad with a video. All of the team members gather around to watch it. In the video, a newscaster reports as a news feed shows streams of light destroying multiple locations.

"…As you can see, these beams of light have completely destroyed multiple worlds, leaving nothing. Experts have said that at least 60% of the Multiverse has been wiped out. From our latest reports, only a few worlds, including the Cross-Worlds' of each universe, remain as the few survivors of the attack arrive to each refugee world. The source of the beams has yet to be identified, but reports suggest that several groups, including the Ultra Hero Force, have been seen heading to an anomaly that experts have dubbed "the World of Light." Our top reporter is on his way there now to bring the few survivors in Cross-World some hope. Please, give them your support in this dark time. In related news, the Dark Kingdom's Alabastard has –"

Mark pauses the feed, his expression of horror shared by his fellow team members.

"You mean…" Mark says looking up, his eyes wide open. "T-This happened while we were sleeping!?"

"Yes," Barry replies, his eyes looking to the floor. "That beam even struck here and destroyed the Super Dragon Balls before I got the defenses up. Needless to say, the tournament's been cancelled. The Dragon's Fang all left to go to the World of Light. The Color God's left to try and reduce the damage…but whatever caused this is even more powerful than them. Wiz and Boomstick are taking care of keeping the refuges in our Cross-World calm…Jesus Christ, how did I miss this?"

"O-Our home…" Steven mumbles, tears flowing down his face. "Lion…dad…they're both gone."

"…Sakura…" Shirou says, looking equally depressed.

"I can't believe it," Goku adds, looking shocked. "Even Beerus and Whis are gone! If something was powerful enough to kill them…I can't believe I'm saying this, but…there's no way I can fight that thing by myself!"

"And you won't have to," Barry jumps in, causing everyone to turn and look at him. "I was planning to tell you all this later, but…now's a good a time as any. There's this prophesy…a prophesy about 15 groups that would come together to save the Multiverse from a great evil. And leading them, 15 heroes who have the potential to surpass everything under Heaven…even the Color Gods."

"The Azran Prophesy?" Mark wonders, as Barry continues to talk.

"After the whole demon attack back in the first tournament, and seeing Mark get that "Angel Form"…it led me to wonder if maybe he was one of those heroes. So, I did some digging and found an old Azran scroll that had all the names of the "Heroes of Light", as they called it. That list…had all your names on it."

"Are you saying," Dooku cuts it, "That we are among those who will fight whatever caused this?"

"That's right. That's why I started this tournament in the first place; to get you all together. I know you all just met, but you need to work together help Jexi and the others save the Multiverse! Are you up to it?"

For a moment, no one says anything. Then, Anakin steps forward.

"I…I want to help," he says, his fists clenched. "Galen gave his life to save the galaxy…I won't let his death be in vain!"

One by one, other heroes join him.

Goku: Count me in! I wanna get a shot at whatever did this!

Issei: Get in line, Goku! That monster killed my friends. Rossweisse…Ravel…I shall avenge your beautiful breasts!

Mark: (Stupid pervert.) I'll go too. It's my destiny, right?

Shirou: Forget the Grail! I'll help as well!

Twilight Sparkle: Let me help too. I'll support you as best as I can. (Sunset…Starlight…I'm on my way! Just hold on!)

Frisk: I'll help too. I won't fight, but I'll do my best!

Steven: If there's even a chance we can get our worlds' back, I want in!

Soon, all of the heroes stand together.

"Great," Barry says, smiling. "Now, there's only a few heroes left to recruit…"

"The heroes are here!" a familiar voice says. The group turns and sees…

"TEAM GO-GO!" Team Chronicle exclaims, their faces lighting up with joy. Indeed, Captain Parkour, Alkaline, Emo, Sir Saiyan, Stoplight Eye, Zombie Skater, and even Stocking have arrived and stand in the doorway.

"That's right!" exclaims the captain in his usual heroic way. "We, Team Go-Go, are ready to help return peace to all! Now, with allies old and new, it is time to take our place in destiny!"

Everyone besides Team Chronicle sweat drops.

"Is he always this stupid?" asks Rin.

"Don't worry," Scarlet Fist says, turning back to her. "You get used to it."

"Right," Barry says, taking control of the situation. "There's a ship in the arena you guys can take. Head to these coordinates; it's where the other 14 groups are. Meanwhile, I'm going back to Cross-World; I need to get in touch with the other Cross-Worlds', try and organize these refugees. Here, take this!"

Barry hands Mark an earbud-like device.

"It's a communicator. This should allow us to stay in touch while you're in the World of Light. The few reports about that place say it's full of spirits; try and get a few and see if you can get some back to me; it should help me find out what's causing this."

"Barry," Mark says in a worried tone. "Am I really supposed to lead all these people? That sounds like…well, impossible. I can't do it alone."

Barry stops for a minute, then takes Mark's necklace and holds it up for the boy to see.

"But you're not alone, aren't you?" Barry asks, allowing the question to sink in. He then leaves the room. Mark then takes a deep breath and faces the group.

"Alright everyone," he begins. "For those of you who don't know, my name is Mark Anarchy. I'm 18 years old, I'm a firm Christian, and apparently, I'm destined to save the Multiverse. If any of you have a problem with what I say, let me know. If you think your plan is better than my plan, then share it. If you think you'd make a better leader, then by all means, the job is yours. But before all that…can you help me? I know I don't have the right to ask you, but will you follow me…follow God? Just this one time?"

The others say nothing for a moment; then they all nod. And thus, Team Chronicle is truly born!

"Alright, let's go." (Lord, please…help me…no, help us…save your creation.)

TO BE CONTINUED IN DIMENSIONAL HEROES: ULTIMATE