The Cross of the Crossovers

"It's too quiet," Krillin stated.

"Sure is," Vegeta replied, "Maybe there isn't going to be an attack and I get to snap Thunder's neck."

The little orange Pikachu yelped and hid behind his dad, peeking out from behind the older Pikachu. "What did I do to you?!"

"Let's see," Vegeta stated, "You're the counterpart son of the man I want to kill."

"That doesn't give you the right to want to kill me or Goku."

Electro rolled his eyes. "Anyone kills the little half-pint it's going to be me."

Zapper shook his head. "You know you won't do that, Electro."

"Watch me."

Thunder gulped. Well, I'm in trouble.

'Relax. I'm not going to let you die. For if you die, I die.'

'Aren't you already dead though?'

'You know what I mean. Your father nor Vine will let them kill you either. So relax.'

"Hey, Electro," Vegeta hissed, "Stay out of my fucking business."

"Actually, it isn't your business. It would be mine."

"I've been killing people longer than you have."

"Ha!" Electro laughed. "You think so?"

"If he's you, and you're him, then you guys would have killed the same number of people and Pokémon," Thunder pointed out.

"He's right you know," Dark added.

"Stay out of this!" Vegeta hissed, "Cause there is only ONE amazing prince. And that is me! Prince Vegeta."

"That's what you think," the blue-and-red Pikachu said. "But as far as I ca--"

The Electric-type stopped, and turned towards where he sensed a strong power level. Thunder, Zapper, Vine, and Dark turned towards it as well. The power felt like one they knew. A dark and evil one, and it was headed their way.

"Doesn't that feel like Whiteclaw's power? Only stronger?"

"But Dad beat him.. Didn't you?" Thunder asked.

"I did," the older Pikachu replied. "I know I did.."

"Then who the hell is that who's coming towards us?" Vine questioned.

"Whatever it is, it's stronger than Whiteclaw was. That much is clear. It could be him, stronger than when Zapper fought him, or someone different. We'll find out when they reach us," Dark spoke up.

"Who the hell is Whitecaw?" Piccolo grumbled.

"And what does this have to do with me killing your ass!" Vegeta added, looking at Electro.

"I believe Whiteclaw would be like the one you call 'Freezer'," Thunder replied to the Namekien.

"A lot of things actually," Electro said, looking up at the Saiyan prince. "For one, there's no way you'd kill me. And for another, it means that if that is Whiteclaw, and he did get stronger, then we're fucked."

"But don't forget, there's a lot of us this time!" the tiny orange Pikachu added. "We got him out numbered if it is him."

Vine shook his head. "That wouldn't matter, Thunder. Even if there is more of us then him, if he's stronger than all of us put together, then numbers won't matter. Besides, we out numbered him last time as well, and it did like to no good. Your father barely beat him and got away with his own life the last time the two fought."

The small Pikachu lowered his ears. "Oh... Right."

"Frieza," Piccolo corrected, "Goku just calls him Freezer for no apparent reason."

"I just want a mini fridge," Goku pouted.

"And one Frieza was enough for me," Krillin stated, remembering how he was killed by Frieza.

"Got that right, midget," Vegeta hissed at the bald man.

"Crap baskets then?" Gohan asked.

"Well, things just keep getting interesting." Nail commented.

"I take it he's as bad as Whiteclaw was?" Thunder asked.

"Yeah, he is." Gohan answered, as he told them what had happened in their dimension.

"Yeah, that sounds the same with what happened to us," Thunder said, once his new friend was done telling the tale.

"Really?" Gohan asked.

"Uh-huh."

And with that, Thunder began his own little tale.

"Wow!" Gohan gushed after he was done.

THe little Pikachu nodded.

"That's pretty neat." Goku added.

"Hehe. Thanks."

"So what do we do?" Piccolo grumbled.

"We wait until whoever that is gets here."

"Sounds good." Krillin stated, scared.