The first thing The Bride realized was that instead of her bed, she was lieing on a hard, cold surface.  She stood up and opened her eyes, realizing that she was wearing her yellow motorcycle suit and that her sword was on the ground beside her.  She picked it up and looked around.  "Hello?" she asked.  the lights were too dim to see far, so she couldn't know if anyone else was in the area.  A minute or so later a voice boomed from above her.

"Welcome." it said.  "I am the Game Master.  I brought you here for the entertainment of the people of all worlds, all dimensions.  You are to fight to the death.  Should you win the round, you may keep whatever your competitors left behind, and if you win three rounds, you will be sent home.  Do not think that you can simply refuse to fight.  Should none of you fight, the arena will be flooded with hard radiation, killing you all, and I will find new fighters from among the multiverse.  Now, FIGHT!"

The lights came on full, revealing the others who were as unfortunate as her.  "I won't let you stop me from returning to my daughter," she said, looking at the others.  "Try and kill me, if you can."