Private/Closed Convergence Omniversal Heroes

[comic]

Negan
Camelot Forest
Negan stared at Gryphon for a moment, before closing his eyes, letting out a slow, long sigh escape his mouth. A sigh that basically said 'done with this shit' all-in-all. As he did this, the Savior leader brought his gloved hand up to squeeze the bridge of his nose, just between his eyes with his thumb and forefinger. Finally, after performing these acts, he opened his eyes, and looked at the demon.
"Is that why you're here?" Negan asked. "Because you heard a scream? Or... is there another reason?"
There was the possibility that this Gryphon wasn't alone. And if he wasn't, then Negan was particularly interested in figuring out who they were. And what made them tick, most importantly.

Artemis
Camelot
"Hardly." Artemis replied to Serena. "Like any other male, he's vacuous, arrogant, and aberrant. Regardless, the people here seem to like him, and he's allowed me stay after our confrontation. I'm indebted to show him some modicum of respect, as little as that may be." Looking down at the girl, Artemis gave her a small smile. "I suppose we'd better get you situated. I'll provide you a tour of the kingdom, and insight you on what this place holds."

Sans, Snake
Camelot Cave
"I'm at some sort of mountain, above a cave system." Snake answered. "I'm moving up to get a better vantage point. You say there's a forest nearby? I'd suggest heading for it. I'm surrounded by woods." He explained to Raiden, before Shantae spoke up, offering something.
Snake narrowed his eyes at the vial, containing a brightly colored substance. Reluctantly, he reached his hand out, and accepted the potion. Hesitantly, the soldier slowly raised the vial to his lips after pulling off the cork holding in the potions contents inside. With that, he drank quickly, gulping down the potion. As quickly as he'd begun, the vial was empty. He lowered it, blinking a few times, before looking down at his leg to see if anything had changed.

"cool." Sans replied, leaning against the cave wall, his eyes somehow closed. Many monsters had asked Sans how a skeleton could close its eyes. Frisk even, at one point. Sans' answer had never changed. Upon hearing the question, he'd turn to whoever had asked, and say; "simple", before closing his eyes, and falling asleep before they could ask how the physics behind it worked. He may be intelligent, but the reasoning as to why a skeleton like Sans could close his eyes was because... yes. That seemed like a valid reason.

Spider-Gwen, Logan
Goldenwalk Robbery
Gwen thought about it for a second. Toph's nickname for the Spider-Woman seemed valid enough. A compliment, more than an insult. It just sounded so negative, though she was a little confused on what the hell a 'Spider-Mongoose' was. Some kinda weird animal hybrid? Well, considering that this group of people had been whisked away on an interdimensional adventure much like herself, it wasn't entirely impossible that a 'Spider-Mongoose' was an actual thing back in Toph's world. Or, she could be messing with the teen. Either way, Gwen didn't really have a response for that, except; "Uh... cool, thanks." She said, dropping from the ceiling, turning midair, and landing nimbly on her feet. "Also, uh, guys, I know this is a little late to add, but..." She looked at the plasma burnt ground, making sizable holes in it, as well as the hole in the ceiling Toph had made. "Let's try and keep property damage at a minimal. I'm uh... already in a lot of trouble after accidentally blowing up a building a few days ago."

Doomslayer, Master Chief
Specter's Fortress
Flynn furrowed his brow at the rods as they shot up along the sides of the belt, generating visible electricity between them, going up for about five rows ahead to the top of the belt. Clenching his jaw slightly, the slayer rolled his eyes inwardly. If this was supposed to be some sort of defense, it was worthless. Child's play. As the belt sped up, Flynn was quick to grab the first rod on his right, yanking it out of the belt as the electricity jolted into him, his suit's insulation rendering the shock almost entirely useless, though he could feel a little bit even through all the insulation. These were generating quite a bit of power. Without the rod on the right, the one on the left stopped generating the wall of electricity, leaving itself to spark in vain attempts at connecting with its partner.
Nevertheless, they were hardly an obstacle for the Doomslayer. As the belt continued to speed up, he swung the rod he'd torn out at the second group, easily destroying them. He repeated the process for the third, fourth, and finally, the fifth obstacle.
With that, he reached the top, tossing aside the rod and pulling out a plasma rifle, bringing it up to aim about at the foreign room he'd entered, ready for another fight.

"There." John stated, looking towards Flynn and Hiro, who stood on a conveyor belt, having just reached the top. His eyes quickly scanned the room they were in, the thing peaking his attention the most was a strange robotic giant, which was disabled and destroyed. It had a strange resemblance to Hiro, leading Chief to the conclusion this Specter guy might have made robotic counterparts to each member of the team. But what they could do, John didn't know. He'd just have to be attentive.
His entire thought process had only lasted for about a second, as he began to make his way to the conveyor belt. "We're headed up, Kale. Are you still alright?" John asked into his comms, resting his chin down on a pad inside of his helmet, opening up the communication link with a short, quiet burst of static.

Rick Grimes
Fenrir Far East Branch
Rick felt his eyes slowly open. He'd been doing that a lot lately. His side felt far better than it had just earlier. If that was earlier. He had no sort of reference of time to figure out just how much he'd been out of it since what had happened, happened. Slowly, the man sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, finding displeasure at the taste of morning breath in his mouth.
"Oh, good. You're awake. Hopefully you're feeling a bit better now?" Rick removed his hand from his eyes, looking drearily at Dr. Sakaki when he'd spoken. With a slight nod, Rick gave the man his answer, before looking about at the room he was in with slight interest.
"Water..." He finally said, his voice cracked, and faint, in desperate need of hydration. "I need... water..." He told the doctor.

Miranda Keyes, PVT Blakes, PFC Javier, CPL Fisk
Alpha Corvi II
The small team made their way off the beach, finding themselves under the canopy of dense leaves and vegetation upon entering the forest. The four individuals kept their weapons raised, their safety off, ready to fire at any moment. Even if the Insurrection was their goal of support, it would help not to look so relaxed. Not to mention there was always the possibility the Flood had somehow managed to spread here. Then again, the Flood had taken over Earth in less than three hours. Their limits weren't exactly set in stone.
Miranda suddenly dropped to a knee, looking down the sights of her SMG. "Javier. Blakes. You're up. The structure is ahead. Fisk, you have our six." She breathed. Her heart was thumping like crazy, her stomach twisting in knots. If the Insurrection rejected them... That would be it. This would need to be a very carefully operated operation. One wrong step, and the whole fragile thing might come crashing down around their ears.

Sgt. Johnson
New Mombasa
Somehow, some way, the Marine continued to survive. Against all odds, here he was, sneaking his way around the Flood. He'd originally been fearful that they could smell him out, but maybe they really couldn't. Johnson knew he couldn't be infected, either. The augmentations of the first Spartan program had ensured that. He couldn't remember the name of the diagnosis that allowed him immunity to the Flood, but he was damn sure glad he had that disease.
Peaking around a corner, Avery Johnson noticed a pack of Flood Combat Forms wandering aimlessly in circles around each other. The air was heavy with the misty green fog produced by the Flood, presumably for airborne infections, rather than more direct ones performed by the Infection Forms. Again, Johnson had no worry of this. He was immune to the Flood. He just wasn't immune to death, hence his caution.
If the soldier was being honest, he wanted to find a way out of New Mombasa. Not for places uninfected, but rather, for some place he missed. Some place he loved. He wanted to go back to Chicago. Back to his apartment. There, he'd kept all of his Auntie's things after she'd passed away, shortly before the Covenant first attacked Harvest. He could still remember seeing her cold, stiff, lifeless body tangled in her sheets when he'd entered her room.
All Avery wanted to do, was go home, and make his final stand there. On his own turf.
'Do what's right.'
His Auntie used to tell him.
'Make me proud.'
"Hell, Auntie..." Johnson muttered under his breath, low enough to pass the Flood's hearing. "I'm gonna make you the proudest old lady this side of the galaxy."

Frisk
Underground
*You called for Papyrus.
*But Nobody Came.
*You called for Sans.
*But Nobody Came.

Frisk felt worry continuing to gnaw at her as she wandered through the house. Papyrus had gone up to Sans' room to give him breakfast, but had never come back down. The door had been left wide open, yet nobody was inside. This, initially, had worried the girl. Thinking this was some sort of trick by Sans, or maybe even Papyrus, who liked to pull pranks if he was in the right mood, but still, neither of them had revealed themselves.
Making her way down to the kitchen for the third time that morning, Frisk aimlessly wandered in there for a few moments, her mind wandering, drawing absurd conclusions as to the whereabouts of her adoptive brothers, before she thought... Perhaps they were back in the dog room. Or, what had once been the dog room. Ever since Mad Dummy had taken over one of Alphys' Mew Mew Kissy Cutie dolls and moved in to the affectionately named 'Dog Room', the dogs had seemingly been evicted by the coming of Mad Dummy, who was now known as 'Mad Mew Mew', named by Frisk herself.
Sometimes, Sans would mess with Mew Mew. Tell her (is it still a him? (was it ever a him?)) jokes, or terrible puns. Or maybe Papyrus, who would visit Mew Mew with grand stories, like one of his favorites, lovingly titled 'THE GREAT PAPYRUS VISITS THE DUMP!'.
But upon arriving in the room, Frisk found none of them. Not Sans. Not Papyrus. Not even Mew Mew, which was questionable. Mew Mew had managed to merge with the doll it inhabited, making it a living being, and ending its career as Undyne's training dummy, as now, it could be hurt.

A thin layer of dust coated the ground towards the far wall of the dog room. Frisk felt her heart stop, and catch in her throat. Dust. But she hadn't... had she...? Frisk had performed genocide before, but she'd moved on. Learned to overcome that behavior, learned to forgive herself, and earn back Sans' trust.
What if Chara had...
No. Not Chara. Frisk knew it wasn't her. Chara would have taken delight in revealing herself and her motive to Frisk. Whatever had killed Mew Mew, or maybe even one of the skelebros, hadn't been Frisk or Chara.
So... who?
As that thought crossed her mind, the child heard a dull thud from behind, and quickly whirled about to look at the back of Sans and Papyrus' house. Through the darkened window of Sans' bedroom, Frisk could... see someone. Or something, even darker than the room itself, if that were possible. As quickly as she'd seen it, the figure moved, disappearing from her view.
Fear. That's what the kid felt. Something she hadn't felt in a very... very long time...

Slowly, entering through the back door, Frisk found herself back in the kitchen. She wasn't sure why, but... it felt... and looked... so much darker. It was a precaution, she didn't intend to hurt or kill anybody, but... Just in case, she needed protection. Finding her way to the silverware drawer, Frisk slid it open as quietly as she could, reaching in, and finding the handle of a kitchen knife. It was nothing compared to Chara's knife, but it was a major improvement of the Toy Knife back in the ruins.
With a weapon in hand, Frisk left the kitchen, into the living room. She tilted her head back to look up at the second floor, to Sans' bedroom door, which remained wide open. It just kept getting darker, though...
*You tremble with fear.
*A wave of coldness washes over you.
*Something sinister awaits you.
*It gets darker still.
Frisk found herself climbing the stairs to the second floor, finding it difficult to place her foot on the next step. It was too dark, she couldn't see a thing. Yet, even though she'd been blinded, it continued to get worse.
*Dark.
*Darker.
*Yet Darker.
Frisk shivered. Could this be the mysterious man? She'd only heard of him. Rumors, mostly. She'd managed to find a terminal in the True Lab once before. The message inside had been in some kind of alien language she couldn't interpret, though there was one part she understood quite clearly. Dark. Darker. Yet Darker. Whoever had been the royal scientist before. Whoever had been shattered acrossed time and space. Whoever was in that picture Papyrus had drawn a long time ago, depicting the brothers in their youth, holding hands with some individual... This was him. Frisk was sure of it.
And she was terrified. The coldness. The darkness. They were consuming her. It was so dark, she couldn't even see the white mist leaving her breath and rising into her face.
Regardless of these circumstances, however, Frisk managed to find her way to Sans' bedroom. Peering around the corner, she could see it. See him. The dark figure. Darker than the darkness that surrounded him.
*You decide to confront him.
*You decide to overcome your fears.
*You decide to stay...
*Determined.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Specter Fortress
Interior
Second floor

As the rods were destroyed, the conveyor belt brought the Doomslayer and Hiro along the path regardless, bringing them to the second floor. It seemed this second floor was built atop the 3rd-8th floors combined from the original sky scraper. The heat was nearly unbearable for most, a vast pool of molten lava below them. Dozens upon dozens of large cups were being brought from one side of the room to the other, to go elsewhere in the vast facility.

There was a conveyor belt on the other side of the room, which seemed to be ferrying down several molds of some unknown legiments that didn’t match anything on record of Specter’s defenses. They were brought down a path towards the cups that were suspended. The cups one after another lowered into the lava and raised up. Then they poured their contents into the molds, filling them up with the molten ore that seemed to be gained from an unknown source.

On the way, there were several Gears Intertwined with one another, acting as what existed as a floor. Several ports were open to the lefts and rights of the room, severing some unknown purpose....


Name: Elecman
Location: Specter Fortress
Interior
1st Floor

Elecman walked closely behind master chief, eyeing the room they had entered. It seemed it had recently been a battleground. Broken remains of a mech, humanoid by the looks of it with faded deactivated eyes. It sickened Elecman, and for some reason it made him touch his chest, to check as if his internals were still there.

“Erm...ahem...” Elecman composed himself. “Who could have done this to the poor machine...? Did it have a name?”


Specter Fortress
Exterior
Giant Mech

The mech eyed for line of sight between the rubies and it not clear. There was only one way they could have gone. Up. Instead of playing a game of cat and mouse, it revved up it’s arms, striking the ‘T’ pose. It swerved on it’s axis, it’s powerful arms spinning and striking both corner columns on it’s side of the building. The building cracked as it had begun to fall over like a tree. And when it flushed the rubies out...it would be ready, as it primed it’s secondary weapons on it’s chest.

 

[Mokko]

Papyrus
Wastelands
“AHA! I TOLD YOU WE’D FIND A NEW HOUSE, SANS!” Papyrus exclaimed to a rock he’d drawn a goofy, Sans-like grin on. Papyrus stood in front of a second, taller rock.
“LOOK AT THIS CRAFTSMANSHIP!” the tall skeleton grinned happily, but then frowned. “YOU KNOW, PLAYING PRETEND ISN’T AS FUN WHEN YOU’RE ALL ALONE...”

By now, he’d realized just how alone he really was, and no matter how excellent he was at drawing pictures of Sans and the human on rocks, it wasn’t as fulfilling as being with them for real.

He already missed them so much, and it was taking a toll on his regular cheerfulness.

Of course, Papyrus still smiled throughout this.
“WELL, IT’S BEEN FUN, ROCK FRIENDS, BUT NOW I SHOULD TRY TO FIND MY WAY BACK TO MY REAL HOME!” the skeleton stated, before marching in another randomly chosen direction- and, once again, without any clue how to get to his destination. He had less of an idea on how to get home than he did an idea of what that massive fireball above him was, or why the ceiling was blue.

“AHA! I’VE GOT YOU NOW, SANS!” Papyrus got into a running stance. In reality, there was nobody there, but Papyrus appeared to be starting to see things. It could have been a mixture of his wild imagination and the exhaustion in his bones from standing in the blazing sun, too.

Papyrus charged forward, as if getting ready to tackle someone, but stopped. Chase was also a lot more fun with Sans and the human. Nothing seemed fun when you did it alone to Papyrus, especially in this climate.

He recalled the first time he, Sans, Undyne, and the human had all played hide and go seek together. Papyrus was certain he would win, but Undyne had other plans. He hid in the best and most secret spot in all of Snowdin- the Inn, where nobody ever, EVER stayed, because they preferred to tough it out and sleep out in the snow overnight- or they had a house. Some people just slept at Grillby’s.

Undyne found him in less than three minutes, and then when she hid, he found her, and the cycle continued, but when they’d finally grown tired of the game, they discovered than Sans and the human had been decorating christmas hot dogs for the entirety of the game. Papyrus had felt extremely proud and happy when Sans presented his. He’d actually put effort into it, which was unusual. The ketchup swirls were so precise- and even though Papyrus hated both hot dogs and ketchup, he gave his brother, and the human a great hug.

Then Undyne had noogied them.

That had been a fun day.
“FIRST THING WHEN I GET HOME, THE FOUR OF US ARE HAVING A SNOWBALL FIGHT!” Papyrus announced, despite him being the only one there.

Noah
Fort Kaiba
In a dark, dreary room, a computer monitor sat, blinking and flickering, displaying images that appeared to be of different places. Volcanic areas, plains, forestry, and more. The screen showed nothing more until a figure entered the room. It appeared to be some sort of robotic night, making heavy metallic clunking noises as it walked. It heavily resembled that of the duel monsters card ‘Ancient Gear Knight.’

“Master Noah, are you there?” the creature asked between the sound of gears whirring.

“I’m always here,” a somewhat squeaky voice replied, and the image of a young boy appeared on the monitor. He had blue hair, though it transitioned to a teal color in the front. He looked young, probably no older than thirteen, but his eyes were those of someone old, with experience.

“I presumed you wished for an update on Fort Kaiba’s status,” the knight stated.
In reality, Fort Kaiba was just what seemed to be an abandoned outpost that Noah had taken over using his Duel Monsters cards.

“I would, actually, go ahead.”

“Well, master Noah, it’s been three days since your arrival in this supposed new realm, and two days since you figured out how to summon us duel monsters outside of your virtual reality program. With the help of multiple machine and fairy monsters, your physical body should be ready in no time.”

“Perfect,” Noah nodded. “Continue surveillance of Fort Noah, and I want as much information as we can get from any, and I mean any passerby. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, of course, sir,” Ancient Gear Knight nodded.

“Good. I’ll leave you to it,” Noah gave the knight a curt nod, before the monitor went blank.

Gryphon
Forest
“ME NOT ALONE. ALONE IS BAD, AND GRYPHON ISN’T BAD,” Gryphon replied. “NANASHI MIGHT WANT TO MEET YOU! HE WON’T KILL IF YOU NICE. FOLLOW GRYPHON, I LEAD YOU TO HIM!” Gryphon offered, seeming sincere for the most part.
The large demon extended a claw to Negan, as if expecting a handshake or something.

Javier
Alpha Corvi II
They were nearing the entrance, which was in the mountainside. It appeared to be a large, steel door, and not much more. There was, however, a thumbprint pad nearby the door, meaning they probably couldn’t walk in easily. Still, they’d cross that bridge when they came to it. The mountain appeared to be mostly solid, but had a thin shell of sedimentary coating it, while other parts seemed to be worn away with time. No guards were present at the door, but a single turret protruded from the wall.

“Hang on,” Javier raised an arm in front of Blakes before he could move forward. “Before we walk in, should we figure out a way around the turret?”

Blakes blinked. “Yeah, we should. We’ll go slowly.”

The turret was motionless, at the moment, though there were two possible explanations for that. A, whoever was manning it wasn’t surveying the turret’s surroundings, or B, the turret was automatic and didn’t detect motion. No matter what, they would be running a risk no matter how careful they were.

Javier kneeled, picking up a rock the size of a baseball off of the ground. He chucked it as hard as he could in the turret’s general direction. The turret began to fire at the stone, until it sailed to the opposite side, forcing said turret to pull back, attempting to aim at the motion.

“Think it’ll spot us now?” Blakes asked. Javier shrugged. “I dunno. Let’s see.”

 

[Pro Hero Dekiru]

UA Students, Soul, Ash Ketchum
Battle for Marsielle

After a few minutes, Dex had control of the tank. He swerved the cannon, aiming it at a group of trucks and bikes.
He surged, and a blast of white-hot plasma decimated the group.
Dex stepped back, exhausted.
"Again," he said, forcing himself back to the controls.
Outside, Midoriya noticed the blast, and grinned.
"That was awesome!" he exclaimed, firing a 5% Delaware Smash at a bike.

Jet
Airjitzu Monastery

"Is that all you got, crystal boy?"
Jet was on the ground, wearing kendo gear. He reached for his sword, but it was kicked away seconds before he could reach it.
He tried to stand, but was kicked back down.
A ninja in red robes stood before him, holding a wooden training sword.
"Dammit Kai," Jet muttered. "You could go easy on me."
"I am." Kai roundhouse kicked Jet across the room, as the young ninja-in-training hit the floor. But not painfully.
He braced for the fall, then vaulted himself up. He reached for his sword, which shot back to his hand like a bullet.
"You're lucky the rest of your B-team isn't here to watch you like this."
Jet sighed.
"Oh, screw this!"
Jet ran over, assaulting the fiery ninja with several strikes of his sword, all of which were blocked.
"Is that the best you got?"
"Huh. Well, yeah."
The wooden sword slowly fell into perfectly cut pieces.
Kai grinned. "Good enough for today."
"Where is everybody anyways?"
"Oh, Jay took them all out to go get some food. Remember?"
"Oh yeah. I turned him down because I was going out to do some scouting."
He stripped off the kendo armor, revealing a homemade ninja suit. He pieced on the armor bits, as well has his sword.
"Have fun, and bring some milk while you're gone."
"Will do."
He reached for his sword, but instead, another crystal found itself in his grip. A blue one.
Jet was gone in an instant, his weapon sucked in as well.

Jet
The Underground

Jet was on the floor as fast as disappeared. He felt something in his fingers; something cold and icy.
"What the-" he ran his hand through the white substance. "Snow?"
Using his sword as a crutch, the Elemental Master stood, gazing across the field of white. Nothing but an empty town. A familiar town. A town he had seen before. But where? In the mountains? In a picture?
Through a computer screen?
He almost felt as if he was onto something there, when he turned.
Jet was in front of a wooden house, decorated with Christmas lights, and dusted with white snow. He had definitely seen this somewhere before.
But something was off. The door was open as if... as if someone, or someTHING was in there.
Inviting him.
A sense of darkness seized him, something he had felt before. Strangely, he could see fine. However, it felt as if something was looming over the well-lit area. He did the only thing he knew how to do in this situation.
Walk forward.
Unbeknownst to the young teenager, there was a light resonating from within his body. As if this new, strange, familiar world had given him a gift, with which to adapt to this new environment.
A small, heart-shaped light that glowed the color of his element, a bright teal. A single thought enveloped his mind as he pushed open the door and looked around the slightly messy home, then to a room above that was pitch-black, and seeming to become darker by the second.
* JET equipped the Crystal Sword
* JET equipped the Ninja Mask
* The empty, familiar home has a sense of dread. Despite this, you walk forward, while fear attempts to hold you back.
* You are filled with RESOLUTION.

 

[Godjacob]

Name: Akame, Bakugou, Dipper, Erza, Finn & Jake, Raven, Star
Location: Marsielle Outskirts

Unknown to Rex, Erza had been in a fierce battle with one of the mechas as she requipped into her Adamantine Armor and held up a protective shield as the mecha fired a powerful laser beam from its visor which pushed Erza back, but the shield managed to block and deflect the blast back at the mecha which sliced it in two.

However, along the way, the blast shifted from Erza's shield and passed through some of Rex's forest. Which also seemed to extend to blasting through the base of the tree Rex had been sitting on.

"That was nothing nerd! I'll show you something impressive!" Bakugou yelled out as he had seen Dex take over the tank and heard Midoriya's compliment as he took aim at a legion of the vehicles and a mecha with one of his gauntlets as he revealed a pin while he set his target.

Boom!
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Bakugou pulled the pin to his gauntlets, as the concentrated sweat was set ablaze which produced a powerful explosive blast which shot at the enemy and produced a powerful burst as Bakugou looked on with an almost feral smirk as he seemed clearly pleased with himself.

"Ha! Who else wants some you bunch of losers!? Come one I'm just getting started!"
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Name: Hiro
Location: Specter's Fortress (Interior)

After having finished with Flynn in destroying of the electric "trap", they had been moved along the convener belt and brought to a room of molten lava which immediately caused Hiro to sweat a bit as he wiped it from his forehand.

Geez, this is almost as bad as the cave in Agrabah.

However, that proved to be a secondary concern as he was flopped on a path with Flynn as he glanced ahead of him and noted some cups that seemed to lie beyond which seemed to be used to scoop up and collect the lava from the pool below. Which caused his eyes to widen as he knew they needed to get out of this direct path now.

"So, um, if you want to avoid possibly being placed in a cup of lava I suggest we find a way out of here." Hiro pointed out, as he had already been struck with inspiration. As he reached for a bag on his person which contained Tinker Bell's pixie dust that would allow flight to those who had happy thoughts and believed.

Which, now that Hiro thought it over as he glanced at Flynn, the former might have been tricker with him.

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Name: Kale
Location: Specter's Fortress

"I'm....I'm okay. Seems Specter is willing to talk with me, you guys b-be careful. And on guard." Kale whispered to her earpiece when Specter floated just far enough away to be out of earshot as she had given her quick status update to Chief.

After a moment's deliberation, she figured she indeed had no cards to refuse the request. She could try to fight it out with Specter's Fortress, but that would be far too risky. With either her life or the risk of unleashing that....that inner beast out and neither had been an option she'd consider. Besides, acting out now might only endanger her allies inside and perhaps she'd find a solution to all this once she spoke with Specter.

With that, she'd follow Specter inside the opening he had provided.

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Name: Toph Beifong
Location: Goldenwalk Robbery

"Hey, I am an Earth Bender. How am I supposed to fight and not cause inherent property damage?" Toph asked as she had heard of Spider-Gwen's humble request to tone down the collateral damage which seemed to contrast her style. Toph glanced down at her pile of guns as she seemed inspire, as she had taken a moment to crack her knuckles.

"All right, let's see how creative I can get." Toph said, as she struck a stance and began to disassemble the metal guns and broke them into pieces, before she wrapped said pieces and metal chunks as before long she generated a pair of make-shift metalic gauntlets and tapped them against each other.

"Alright, I'll keep that in mind Creeper." Toph replied with a smirk to Spider-Gwen as she seemed to be inspired by her new idea.

 

[jade421]

~~~Marsielle Outskirts~~~
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Twilight continued to blast at the tanks, but her actions drew unwanted attention as a squad of soldiers had been informed their tanks were flanked and had approached behind the Alicorn; their plasma rifles aimed and ready to fire.

"Die!"

Twilight was prepared, as she generated a magic barrier around herself while the plasma shots blasted against it. They failed initial penetration, but Twilight knew they'd eventually break through if she had not acted in response and quickly took to the air as she fired magic horn blasts at the soldiers ground; which knocked them out of their hands on top of damging them. Twilight followed this up with as she picked up a pair of soldiers and bashed them against each other with her telekinetic grip. She repeated this process again and again until the squad had been defeated as Twilight lowered to the ground.

"Phew, alright. Back to work." Twilight said to herself before she aimed at the tanks and fired at them from behind with powerful magic blasts. Her mission to disable them had resumed now that that interruption had been dealt with.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Name: Rex Raptor
Location: Jurassic World (Marseilles Outskirts)

Rex’s Eyes got near the size of dining plates as his tree he was leaning against got struck by a laser of all things. The foundation was instantly crippled. He slowly creaked his his behind him, not eager to see the damage. The shadow of the tree grew more and more over him as he realized one thing: that tree was going down.

Ah geez I can’t catch a break! Rex Raptor took the Prometheus school of running away from things, running down the path of the falling tree long ways. He skidded to a halt when he realized there was a cliff ahead, and under the cliff was a boiling tar pit. This just kept getting better and better! Timing it right, he jumped up as soon as the tree fell, grabbing onto one of the branches as his previous position was crushed. Now he was there, dangling from a branch over a boiling tar pit because SOMEONE was reckless with those lasers. If he knew who it was he’d beat the everliving snot out of them!

Welp Rexy was it worth it? This is what you get for trying to date someone, hanging for your life over a pit of boiling tar.


Specter Fortress interior

Amidst their debate, the conveyor under them had begun to quicken speed, sending them toward the pouring cups of molten ore at rapid rate. Meanwhile, out of the several ports from the walls ferried through large metallic cubes from one side of the room to the other at a speedy pace, would smash most human’s bones at that speed. Even Specter’s manufacturing would prove difficult to get past it seemed

Name: Specter
Specter’s Ship


Specter and Kale both made it through the open port, which sent them up a elaborate tubing system, which Specter navigated to a specific room amongst the winding pathways. A opening had revealed itself in the form of a circulars port, which Specter flew through, ending up in Specter’s command Bridge.

On the far side of the room was the Golden specter logo with a camera right up near it. It seemed that’s where specter made those infamous messages. On the other side, the front, were several hundred monitors with one larger than the rest towering over them. They showed the view of every drone there was, and the large monitor was turned off.

There were blueprints and ideas scattered around a table, with several new designs in them, as it was printed with today’s date. One of which showed a rather odd mech that specter himself designed, outfitted with a key like weapon. Another five or so new projects seemed to be tucked neatly under it.

Specter whirled around to face Kale, snapping his fingers as table floated their way, stopping between them. Two plates with teacups on them floated with, and one large teapot. The teapot, floating poured into Specter’s teacup, before floating towards Kale. Specter mixed it in with a spoon, looking to Kale.

“Not as deadly as you would have presumed hm?” He said as he took a sip of tea

 

[Ariados twice]

A portal appeared, sucking up Reagan and all her arrow summoned allies. Meanwhile, in another universe, Koji stood on an X shaped root with Bokomon. Koji spotted something strange on the ground. He picked it up, Within seconds, he was sucked up, leaving Bokomon alone on the X. Koji soon found himself falling towards a girl, a man with a strange ax, and what appeared to be a raccoon standing on two legs.

Alec and Raider got sucked into a portal as well. Marron saw this while avoiding getting shot. "Great." Marron said sarcastically. "Just great." The bat sighed.

 

[Skittles09]

While continuing to watch the battle with interest, until she caught a glimpse of someone in peril. At first, she thought it was just a soldier that was dangling over a hot boiling tar pit, but upon closer inspection, she realized it was in fact Rex who was hanging on for dear life. The thought to leave him there briefly crossed her mind, however, she decided to help him before he fell to his death.

She lightly patted Blue Eyes on the neck, getting the dragon's attention as she pointed in Rex's direction. "Fly over there. It doesn't look like he can hold on for much longer." she said, holding on tight as the dragon began to make its towards Rex.

Unfortunately, while flying to rescue Rex, Shaynuh had failed to notice a tank that was aimed at the dragon, steadily following it until the tank fired a shot, directly hitting the dragon in the chest. The sudden hit sent Blue Eyes crashing to the ground, knocking Shaynuh off in the process as she landed not too far from the dragon. Her body was in pain as she looked at the wounded dragon, noticing the large open wound where black ink was profusely pouring out. The dragon then disappeared as Shaynuh slowly pushed herself up until she was standing, furious and upset at what happened.

She wanted to use it. She wanted to use the red card that was in her deck and have it destroy everything. But then, everyone would be destroyed as well with no time to escape the destruction. Shaking the thought away, Shaynuh was about to use another card until she was hit in the side by the butt of a gun. A loud painful growl escaped from her as she looked to see a soldier was going to hit her again, this time aiming for her face.

Before the soldier could get in another hit, Shaynuh attacked without further hesitation, clawing at the man's exposed skin; mainly his face and throat, causing blood to squirt out and splatter the ground as well as her own face. The smell entered her nostrils and sent a shiver down her spine as she then bit down hard on the man's throat, tearing away a chunk of flesh with blood steadily dripping off.

 

[Mechanist Gamma]

Warzone
Michael was jumped by several smaller troops, attempting to blast at his joints. He used his mech's limbs to protect from the plasma shots, moving to an optimal position. Suddenly, Keda dashed in with his spear, chopping away at the soldiers. The ones still alive turned to Keda with their guns, but they were blasted by Michael. The NAC soldier saluted Keda from inside the cockpit before dashing after a truck. "We need to get to the back lines! If we can take out those tanks, we can send in the air force!"
Keda overheard. Perhaps a job for Erza? Keda looked around and saw Erza in some sort of jungle. He dashed towards her, Alpha running ahead and barking at Erza to get her attention.
The Nomad, meanwhile, was plastered to the face of a mech. He frantically clapped... and the mech came alive! As the Nomad dropped to the ground, the mech punched itself in the cockpit before exploding.

Cave
As Snake looked down at his leg, the wound suddenly shrank and vanished from sight. "Magic potion. You're welcome!" Shantae smiled. "I always carry some with me - they're pretty useful."
"We'll need to stick together if we do leave for here, though." Tony nodded. "Perhaps we might meet up with some other displaced people?"
"I hope so! I want to meet more people from other worlds..." Ruby daydreamed. "With all their awesome weapons~"
Yes, Ruby was daydreaming about meeting anime characters.

Forest
"I think if we stick together, it'd be better for all of us." Lucina reasoned. "It's the same reason we're traveling together, is it not?"
"Agreed!" Lora flashed a wide smile. "So, Jin, you can put your sword away now."
Jin turned, facing away from the group as he sheathed his blade. "You're too trusting, Lora..."
"Hey, it worked out with Addam and Hugo, didn't it?"
"..."

Goldenwalk Robbery
"No property damage? So your government doesn't cover you, then?" X asked, flipping a car into the air.
Y blasted the car, creating an explosion that sent several of the robbers flying back. "I'm guessing she's not exactly government-sanctioned..."

Specter's Fortress
"Doesn't look like it was made for anything good, Elec. I doubt it even had an I.C. chip." Cut Man sighed. "'Sides, if it was working for that monkey guy, I guess it had to be destroyed."

Camelot Castle
Serena nodded. I don't agree, but... "I guess I get how you could see things that way." Serena thought. "A tour would be wonderful! Thank you." Serena bowed slightly out of respect.

Fenrir Far East Branch
"Soma, fetch the man some water, will you?" Dr. Sakaki asked. Soma merely nodded, returning a minute later with a glass of good ol' H2O. Soma handed it to Rick.

Wastelands
"A snowball fight? Do you have room for... another player?"
Out of the distant haze walked a tall man. He seemed to be made of metal, like Mettaton, but had long black hair with green elements as well as elegant leg pauldrons made of some strange fabric. What was most noticeable, though, was how his face was split into three, with two green lines dividing it vertically... accentuating the deep green eyes.

 

[Funny Sans Rat]

Ruby Squad
as the building fell, the rubies rushed out, yet, the mech was ready to open fire, but, the rubies seemed to 'stack' on top of each other, as their bodies turned into a white light, their shape seemed to become that of the large Ruby. They tried to grab the weapons of the mech and tear them off, planning to use them as weapons.

Lancer & Susie
"Hehehehe," the strange boy laughed as he wrote on a sign, Susie was also there, watching Lancer write on the sign, when, suddenly, a Rudinn seemed to walk up to him, "My lord, your father, and Jevil have escaped, yet, we are unable to find them!"
"Huh? well, tell the others to look out for him, and, if you have to, thrash him! Wait, who's 'Jevil'?" He seemed to shoo away the Rudin while giggling.
"Y'know, maybe we should also look for the king, this could be a problem, Lancer," the purple figure said before noticing a shining, blue shard. She walked towards it, picking it up, before it formed a portal and sucked the pair in. They landed in a forest, Susie landing first, then Lancer landed on her, "Ow! Lancer, get off!"
"Oh, sorry Susie, I guess that hole was too small for us to land next to each other," he said, rolling over. They both got up, looking around, looking for anybody, they could slightly hear a voice, yet it seemed far away. they both started walking towards it, Lancer had prepared spade projectiles that seemed to follow him, ready to fire at anything. Susie had prepared her axe, gripping it tightly. They both had started to sweat, preparing themselves from something to jump out.

Angel Dust
They jumped into the air, firing off solid shards of symbiote, some of them seemed to go towards their allies on accident. They landed down near one of the soldiers "Y'know, sucks I have to kill you, because you were pretty..." the soldier seemed to blush, "pretty dumb, dork!" They punched them in the chest, the symbiote had increased the strength of the punch, this was enough to break their ribs, the shards had punctured their lungs. They were shot in the kneecap by another one of the soldiers, collapsing in pain, "Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! But, guess what," They pulled one of their hands away from their knee, revealing that they were doing the 'ok' hand sign on their knee, "Gotcha." They got up, visibly still in pain, but they ran up to the soviets, punching then multiple times each. They were then shot again, they had been hurt the entire fight, yet could hold it in, but this was the final push, they collapsed, a soviet walked up, putting a gun against his head.

Goblin Slayer
"Who cares how I word what I say, it's still true, so, lets just handle these ones, the only problem is that the babies will escape, so, lets just hurry this up, ok?" They continued slashing at the goblins while talking, they started muttering under their breath. The last of the goblins were killed, so, they didn't have much to worry about, "So, what rank are you? Silver? The only reason I ask is because you seem to be handling this better than most."

Metal Sonic (Compact Form)
They seemed to pinch one of Hiro's nerves, this was to test if he was as strong as first thought, sooner or later, Infinite would arrive and handle these heroes too. The armored member known as "Doomslayer" seemed like he would make a tough fight.

 

[BurbleBurble]

The Hunter
Specter's Fortress Interior, Marseilles

The inside seemed to have weathered Hiro and the Slayer's attack a tad better...not much better, but a tad.

They were at the top of some sort of stairwell if the Hunter hazarded a guess. He waved at them, but they hadn't seen- moving into a orange lit corridor.

While the Hunter wished to move forward, the one he called Bolt wandered over to a pile of scrap metal. Or rather what was left of an automaton. With a remarkably similar face to Hiro...Bolt felt pity for it, for whatever reason. Shears said otherwise to the grieving Bolt, and the Hunter chimed in himself.

"If the Slayer n' Mister Hiro had slain it, it obviously wasn't nice. We'd be dealin' with it now if they hadn't did it." The Hunter spoke gruffly. He didn't seem to think much of the fallen machine. "No time to mourn anyways, and certainly not a enemy. We ought to keep moving, give Hiro and the Slayer our help." The Hunter meant no offense to the living robots, but he clearly didn't care for the broken mess that was once a replicate Hiro on the ground. He wanted to help the actual Hiro, not an unfeeling machine.
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Priscilla
Outside that Building being robbed, Goldenwalk

The odd group introduced themselves. The dog guy was "Luke Cario". Strangely familiar. The girl spoke up...and from the shadows, actual genuine monsters followed. And they talked too to boot. There...was no time to freak out, just accept it as fact and move on. Then the other human. Called himself Thor...god of thunder? Like, god god? This guy was crazy or was actually a god. And finally, the raccoon. Rocket...Raccoon. Rocket Raccoon. Nice alliteration, uninspired name. Though she wasn't here to rate talking raccoon's names. One of Reagan's monsters spoke up about knowing what's happening.

"I...I was asking you guys about that. I have zero clue about what's happening here." She looked down the creature- and this wasn't an insult, they were genuinely a creature -who brought this up. "Why- If I knew what was happening, I wouldn't of asked you if you guys took my friends."

"Gee Priscilla, throwing a party without us?" A new voice chimed in, coming from behind Priscilla.

It was a pair of young men. One wore sunglasses and a smile, the other with black hair and a concerned look. "Some weird guests you got here." Sunglasses spoke.

"Took you guys long enough," Priscilla spoke, turning to them. "It's eleven at night, why did it take you so long to get here?!"

"We only took five minutes...And really, who are these people?"

"Okay, okay..." Priscilla turned back to the group of 'world travelers'. "These guys here are Quint and Jackson. Jackson has the sunglasses, Quint's got the ponytail. Just wanted to get that out of the way for starters." She took a long sigh as she turned back to Jackson and Quint. "So...you know how I said Sarah and Kiran were 'gone'?"

"Uh...no." Quint said, obviously not seeing where Priscilla was taking the conversation. "I've been meaning to bring it up, but you were so hysterical on the call we couldn't actually understand you. We tried to call back but you didn't pick up..."

"Oh you got to be kidding me-" Priscilla rubbed her temples. "Nevermind, back on topic, Sarah and Kiran disappeared. Video feed cut out and everything. Well- take a deep breath guys -they got sent to another dimension. And these guys here? Their like- actual beings. They come from other dimensions- and are goods and stuff. It sounds crazy, but it's totally real."

The duo of young men were quiet.

"...You...feeling alright Priscilla?" Jackson asked, his smugness fading into genuine concern. "These guys give you something? Do...do you need a ride home or something?"

"Yeah...You lost me around that first mention of dimensions."

"No, you guys don't understand, we-"

Priscilla was cut off as wind suddenly chopped up, and a vortex opened itself up in a flash of blue and white. Swirling like a terrible tempest, knocking away trash can and making streetlights sway. Reagan, the unfortunate soul closest to it, had been sucked in alongside her monsters- And dropped down a new person in their place. And the portal vanished, and the wind died. Like it was never there.

"...Holy shit." Was all Priscilla said in response.

The two newcomers mouths were agape. "Uh...So...What do we do now?" Quint spoke up first. "They went to another dimension, but which one? I doubt all of these people are from the same one."

"Well, first of all, we need to get out of here." Priscilla told the group. "Because I have no clue what is happening in there-" She pointed to the building being robbed. Distant rumbling could be heard within. "-But I'm not sticking around when the cops show up."

"Then the question is, where to?" Jackson asked. "Though I'm fairly sure I know where to."

"Let's go back to base for now. Or else we get held up answering questions for the next couple of hours." She instructed. Where else was there to go? "That means you guys too. Thor, Rocket, Lucario, and new guy."
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Jetstream Sam
Forest, Camelot

Azula cautiously jumped from branch to branch, working her way closer to the ground. Which was good for Sam and her. If she jumped from the height he was fairly sure she would've fractured a rib or two, even if Sam caught her. His suit wasn't exactly for catching young adults after all. And he didn't feel like breaking any kids bones today.

Still, he was now totally a babysitter. Oh well. This was all temporary. He had to get to his fight. And he was far closer than he was a few minutes before. And Negan wouldn't be stopping him, nor would Azula. So, once this was all out of the way- they'd seek him out. He'd go find Raiden.

"Hmm?" Azula spoke up, saying she was ready to be caught, interrupting Sam's day dream. "Oh, sure." He stretched out his arms, preparing himself. "I must admit I'm not the best catch, but hopefully I do catch you..."
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Sarah
Forest w/ Team Lora, Camelot

"Never heard of earth?" Jeez, these guys really weren't from this world. From some place called Alrest. "I'll have to tell you about it then. Well, there are seven wonders, the Niagara falls, the pyramids...uh...Empire...State Building, Babylon...Google...Okay. I can't say the exact seven but there are those. Uh, blue skies...white clouds. Green grass. Err, no magic or any of that. Technology, people who have superhuman powers- all that stuff. Just normal for me, y'know?"

The blue haired woman spoke, saying it would be best to team up. And the short haired one told her companion to put up the sword, finally. "Yeah, I agree with- err, you." She didn't know the name of the one in medieval armor, or her occult compatriot. "As I said, my name is Sarah- and I would be very happy to go with you guys. And don't worry if we find trouble- I can pull my own weight."
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Raiden
Meadow, Camelot

A mountain surrounded by woods. That was a good description to go off of. Scanning the forest's horizon, he indeed saw a small wooded mountain. Huh, seemed like he landed in a pretty convenient spot. "Okay Snake, I see the mountain. It's a ways off, but I should be able to reach it within the hour."

He was quite lucky to have found Snake in whatever this place was. But then came the hard part. What would he tell him? This Snake may of not even met him, certainly didn't act like he had. Raiden would love to ignore the elephant in the room that he was dead in 2018, but there might've been a limit to how long he could ignore that. Not to mention it could all be fabricated, though Raiden was starting to believe that less and less.

He started at a brisk pace towards the forest. He could ponder it all day, but it was all pointless if he never made it to Snake in the first place.

 

[Ariados twice]

"Koji." Koji responded. He got up and brushed himself off. He checked to see if he still had his D-Tector. Sure enough, it was still on his person. He then nodded at the girl's words. It would be best if he avoided local law enforcement.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Name: Elecman
Location: Specter’s Fortess Interior
1st floor.

Elecman cleared his ‘throat’, coming back to reality after what hunter and Cutman had spoke. Indeed there was no point grieving, nor was this the place or time to do so. They had an objective, and now they needed to complete it.

“Ahem. Right. I suggest we start making are way up towards them.”

Elecman spoke, looking at the rather rapid loving conveyor belts. It spelt bad news, he was certain of that. So as a precaution, he zapped the conveyor belts close by, not enough to affect the ones on the second floor, but enough to bring the ones leading up to it to a screeching halt. Using that electricity, he looked to the rest of the team.

“Shall we?”



Specter’s Mech

The ruby stack successfully ripped of one of it’s shoulder mounted guns, sparks flying. However, the weapon powered down once ripped off, seemingly untangled into it’s own energy core as a power source. The mech staggered back, it’s remaining left shoulder gun making up for the broken right one, firing its charge of weaponry point blank right at Giant Ruby, who had already made herself exposed

 

[StormingCobra]

Marseille Outskirts

Kaleb ducked before throwing another Pokeball forth, summoning his Aggron. “Charge for the legs!” he said. Aggron used Double-Edge, running at full speed towards the mech’s left leg. Charizard blasted a Fire Blast at the back of its head.

Goldenwalk City

Peter heard what Gwen said. “Accidentally blowing a building up?” he said, intrigued. Sure,he thought to himself, he had accidentally sliced a boat in half, but nothing THAT destructive. Besides, the boat was repaired when Tony showed up. “How did that happen?”

Goldenwalk City

Thor and Rocket watched as more of their allies disappeared, leaving them with Priscilla and the two new guys. “What is hell is going on with all these portals?” Rocket said in frustration. “Now all our old friends are gone, and we’re with an entirely new group of people!”

Marseille Battlefield

Sawyer was pissed. He tried to get information from someone and was completely ignored. As if he wasn’t even there. A year ago he would’ve shot them all in anger, but he was a different man now. Juliet had changed him.

He simply walked away, muttered obscenities under his breath. Suddenly, a small portal opened up in front of him. One of those... things... he saw come out of Neg... well, Vegan’s hand, had come out of it. It flew towards him before disappearing.

“The hell was that thing?” he said. “And where did it go?”

“Sawyer...” he heard in the back of his head.

“Son of a bitch!” he yelled, startled by the voice. He swung his rifle around, trying to attack whatever had said that. “Where the hell are you, Lucifer?”

“I am not Lucifer...” the voice said. “I... am Riot.”

“I don’t see the damn difference,” Sawyer snapped back. “In fact, I don’t see you at all. Where the hell are you?”

“We are one...” Riot said back. “Sawyer... you are one with Riot...”

Suddenly, Soviet troops surrounded Sawyer, pointed their guns at him and speaking in a different language. Sawyer put his hands up, but ‘Riot’ had different ideas.

Suddenly, a blackish-gray tendril shot out of Sawyer’s left hand. The tendril picked up one of the men and swung him around. It threw him to the ground before knocking two other men off their feet by swinging side to side.

Two troops opened fire on Sawyer, but the transformation took over, and Riot encased Sawyer’s entire body. Riot roared as Sawyer lost control. More tendrils fired at the remaining men, ripping them to shreds as Sawyer watched in horror. When Riot was finished, the transformation receded and Sawyer returned.

“Okay, I like this new power you’ve given me,” he said. “But can we do things with a little less gore? It’s... unsettling.”

 

[comic]

Negan
Camelot Forest
Negan's suspicions were immediately confirmed by Gryphon, who talked about some sort of 'NANASHI' fella. 'Damn, Negan.' He thought to himself. 'You are on a roll, today.' Gryphon clearly wanted to take Negan to this Nanashi guy, but the man wasn't particularly interested in going anywhere with the weird beastly beast-thing. He had other matters to attend, at the moment. With the threat of Gryphon becoming less and less, Negan began to feel more comfortable about the situation, enough to turn from Gryphon, to the other two.

Sans, Snake
Camelot Cave
Sans enjoyed Ruby's enthusiasm, and he didn't exactly have the heart to tell her most people they'd meet would probably be... not so friendly. Of course, he didn't physically have a heart at all, considering he was a skeleton. He opened a single eye, looked over at Yang, then to Tony. "it's fairly possible." He stated. "i've studied convergence events before. these events aren't totally random, either. somebody, or something, has been sending those crystals throughout the hyperverse."

Snake blinked, before narrowing his eyes. "You could have done that any time?" He questioned. There was a pause, before he visibly shrugged. "Nevermind. It doesn't matter." He got to his feet, glad the pain was gone, no longer slowing him down. He started to ascend again, before glancing back at Shantae. "Thanks." He thanked her, before continuing, waiting for a response from Raiden.
He got one.
"Understood." Snake said to Raiden over the codec as he stopped. If it was the correct mountain Raiden had spotted, which it very well may be, then Snake's goal of climbing the mountain became less of an objective. It would be smarter for the soldier to remain toward the base of the mountain, so as to be able to greet Raiden upon his arrival.
The name sounded familiar to Snake. He was trying to put a face with that name, and understood who exactly he was talking to.
That's when it clicked.
Raiden. The Foxhound kid he'd been helped by when taking down Vamp. Thinking about it now, this Raiden and that Raiden sounded nearly identical, though one of the differences for the one he was contacting over the codec with, was his deeper voice. Not much deeper, but deeper, still. And hardened. Snake didn't need to know a soldier to know when one had been through some stuff.
It had been a while since he'd seen Raiden last, but realizing it was him now, Snake felt even more relief that he'd be seeing a familiar face.

Logan, Spider-Gwen
Goldenwalk Robbery
"Wait-" Gwen was cut off as the forklift erupted, sending shrapnel flying in all directions, though none of it reached anybody. "Crap! Guys!" The Spider-Woman called to X and Y. "No, I am not covered by the Government here. Or anywhere. Just stop blowing stuff up, will you? We're not fighting giant killer robots or evil space aliens, these are just normal people!"
Then Peter asked his question. It wasn't exactly something she really wanted to answer at the moment, so, in order to ease his curiosity, she gave him the simplified version. "I tried to stop a bomb from going off in one place, but the heroes thought I was the bad guy at the time. They tried to stop me, I got distracted, and dropped the bomb. Blew up a block, brought down a building..." She sighed. "I kinda mess up everywhere I go. But that's beside the point, I'm trying to redeem myself here, and you guys- blowing up forklifts, killing random robbers and tearing holes through floors isn't helping anybody."

Logan ignored Spider-Gwen's pleas as he made his way past the others, headed for an exit door. These kids had the situation handled, and Toph was getting annoying. Logan couldn't do shit with the kid always stopping him, more often the Magneto even had. It was frustrating for sure, and his original hope of these guys being help to him of getting home was seeming less and less likely. They were just as clueless as he was.
He should have just minded his own business and let them all figure things out by themselves. Not that Logan had done a whole lot, but he'd freed Toph, or rather, helped her be freed. He'd also assisted in tracking this 'Snake' guy. He'd killed those robbers before they could shoot. His reaction had possibly saved one of the others.
Logan didn't care, however. He just wanted to go back home. Away from all this shit.

Artemis
Camelot Castle
"Then follow me, child. The king may be small, but his kingdom surely isn't." Artemis replied to Serena, walking briskly ahead, her bare feet silent against the stone. The attire of the Goddess was what one would expect. A female toga was draped over a shoulder, flowing itself down to her knees, exposing her legs from the calves down, tan in color. The sheet was white, and silky, a material of godly proportions.
Her thick black hair flowed over her bare, tanned shoulders, extending down to the middle of her back in length. Her eyes were large, navy blue in color, complete with a piercing gaze on her equally tanned face. Her form was tall, and slender. A beautiful woman, no doubt, but an untouchable woman. Her movements were swift, but full of purpose. Every step she took resonated some sort of royalty off of her.
After all, she is a Goddess.

Master Chief, Doomslayer
Specter's Fortress
Flynn scanned the area, his eyes finding every single detail they could. The conveyor belt was headed straight for a pool of lava. An assembly of cups would swing down and scoop out some, facing the conveyor belt vertically.
To their left were several gears, mostly large, in different shapes and sizes. It seemed to act as some kind of floor. Lazy design, in Flynn's opinion. Lava wasn't too much of a problem, either. He'd been in it before, but in it for too long? He wasn't willing to try.
So the gears were the obvious choice. If they fell in the lava, Doomslayer would probably make it. If Hiro died, Flynn wasn't responsible. The kid had followed him here. The slayer just simply took advantage of this.

John gave a nod to Elec Man, before climbing onto the conveyor belt. "Eyes sharp. Temperature levels are increasing." He told the others. "We're dealing with a furnace room." His suit immediately began to battle the heat, coolant being released throughout it, keeping John comfortable inside, as it was designed to do.
He was the first to reach the top, where the conveyor belt continued to a pool of lava. Flynn and Hiro were toward the end of it, hoping onto what seemed to be gears, providing itself as a makeshift walkway.
Without Cortana, John wasn't able to scan the entire room and get accurate results, so he'd have to rely on his skills, wit, and intuition. Magnetically attaching the Plasma Rifle to his back, John moved to catch up with Hiro and Flynn.

Rick Grimes
Fenrir Far East Branch
Rick accepted the glass of water, eagerly bringing it up to his dry lips, and downing it in a single gulp. He held the glass out to Soma. "More." He said, his eyes half open. His mind had begun racing again. He wasn't home. Here, they'd considered walkers and himself to be 'fictional'.
Was this somehow the future? A future where he and his family had become known in myth? Or was it... something else. He was beginning to wish Eugene, above all the others, was with him. Eugene would be able to comprehend this a helluva lot better.

Miranda Keyes, PVT Blakes, PFC Javier, CPL Fisk
Alpha Corvi II
"Hold position." Miranda ordered, moving up to join the Marines, just behind a canopy of leaves, obstructing the turrets sensors of them. The turret had only managed to turn a certain amount of degrees when following the rock. It wasn't 360 rotation, like the Commander had initially thought. It was much more limited, confined to a small space for a firing range. The turret could only turn about 100 degrees left or right.
"If we move in around the sides, it can't detect us." She told the Marines. "Once there, we can bypass the security, and shut down the turret. Fisk, you take Javier with you to the right. Blakes and I will flank it from the left. Move it, Marines." Miranda Keyes ordered, turning from them, and quickly moving along the treeline towards the turret's right, remaining camouflaged within the forest as CPL. Fisk followed her.

Sgt. Johnson
New Mombasa
Avery darted, racing across the width of the street, headed for the alleyway on the other side. It felt like ages, but he reached it in mere seconds, pushing himself up against the wall, and looking down the length of the road towards the Flood Combat forms, who continued to mill about, doing nothing in particular. Johnson knew this was a lucky break. Next time, it might be a lot more different.
Steadying his breathing, the Marine turned back to the alleyway, and made his way down it, silently cursing the thick green fog that obscured his vision. The Flood had been easy enough to avoid so far, but this damn fog made travel practically useless. Would the entire planet be covered in this? From space, would just see a sphere orbiting the sun, looking like a ball of green gas?
Maybe. Maybe not. It didn't really matter to the soldier anyway. His destination remained the same.
Chicago.
But he'd need to find a ride to get there. A Pelican would do nicely, but he'd settle for a Hornet or a Falcon, even. But if and when he found himself the proper ride, what was to stop the Flood from taking him down? He'd seen them operate machinery. They might be technically undead, but they weren't stupid. They could retain the memories of the host they had consumed, and they acted as a hivemind for the one called 'Gravemind'. Johnson hadn't met, seen, or heard this 'Gravemind' in all of his encounters with the Flood, but those were admittedly few and far between experiences. While imprisoned by the Covenant not too long ago, Johnson had almost encountered the Flood for the second time in his life, on High Charity, but they'd departed shortly after the infestation began.
Johnson had performed his escape from Covenant custody when the Arbiter had attacked, which had proved a valuable distraction for Johnson, as the Brutes became preoccupied.

But his second encounter with the Flood? It was still going on. The Covenant had started digging up an artifact here in Africa, and managed to recover some sort of portal to a place the Covenant referred to as 'The Ark'. The Ark, as Guilty Spark had explained to those assembled, including Johnson, could reconstruct Halo rings after their initial destruction. It could also activate all of the Halo rings, and served as a vessel to hold primitive alien species for millennia until the Flood had seemingly died down in the milky way.
Some good that did. The Flood were still here, and at this point, they'd practically won. So much for the sacrifice of the Forerunner.
Continuing to weave and dodge his way throughout the streets of New Mombasa, Johnson began to wonder what Miranda was up to. It was... very possible she and the marines with her were dead. They weren't sure Cairo Station had remained uninfected, and if the Flood had ambushed Miranda on that station, then... That was it.
As far as Sergeant Major Avery Johnson was aware, he was the last living human in the galaxy.
And it sure felt that way, too.

Dirk Strider
The Medium
Dirk Strider stood on the giant black disc orbiting Skaia. He didn't totally understand what was going on, or how he'd gotten here. He'd just been through some... interesting shit. The day had started off normal enough. He'd gotten two copies of the game 'SBURB', and his little bro, Dave, wanted one. So, in typical Strider fashion, Dave had to attempt to defeat Dirk in an epic strife. Dave, of course, was destroyed by Dirk, who'd made quick work of his little bro, before everything changed.
The meteor. At the very least, it was a mile wide, hurtling down to the surface of Earth, aimed directly at their city. How it had arrived so quickly undetected was a mystery to Dirk, but one thing had gone through his head. He needed to stop it.
He'd finished fucking around with Dave, and hoped on his rocket board, taking it up to the meteor in record time, before leaping off of the board onto the top of the meteor. The surface was scorching hot as it entered Earth's atmosphere, but Dirk could take it.
Then, he'd raised his sword above his head, and struck down with tremendous force. Enough to split the meteor in half with his unbreakable katana, sending both halves of the meteor in opposite directions, directly saving Dave.
But then there was the flying man.
Jack Noire.
The details were fuzzy, but here, Dirk stood, on a black disc orbiting an alien planet, pointing his finger up at Jack, who hovered above the disc, wings spread wide, his own sword in his hand.
Dirk tucked his forefinger back as he stuck out his thumb, pointing it down in an aggressive manner. Jack got the message quickly, and swooped towards Dirk with lightning quick speed.
Except to Dirk, lightning was a little slow. His puppet, Cal, by his side, sitting uselessly on the ground, Dirk leaped forward, slamming his blade against Jack's, surprisingly his rival with his speed.
The two began to clash, blow for blow, cut for cut, neither managing to land a hit on the other, but that didn't stop Dirk from trying. A sudden fierce blow from Jack launched Dirk skyward, but that only gave him the advantage, as he quickly shot back down, slamming his sword against Jack's, launching the flying man off the disc. Dirk reached down with his free hand, grabbing Cal's arm, glaring through his triangle-shaped shades at Jack, who seemed to be preparing an attack, but when he launched himself at Dirk, the man suddenly disappeared, along with Cal. In a flash of blue.
Confused, Jack hovered about the black disc for a few moments, before turning his attention to Skaia. He had other matters to attend.

Camelot
One second, he was preparing a counter attack for Jack, the next, he was falling from the sky. Turning his head, Dirk calmly looked at the approaching ground below him, quickly making out what he was seeing. A nearby Castle, massive in size, and surrounding forestry. This particular forest was where Dirk was headed.
Falling through the leaves and branches, the eldest Strider landed on both of his feet, Cal still in one hand, katana in the other. Glancing about for a second, Dirk decided to head for the castle.
Appearing here wasn't the weirdest thing to happen to him today, but if there were people at this castle, they could tell him where he is. And why he's here. Or, if they were hostile, he'd kill them.

Frisk
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Boldly, Frisk stepped into the dark room. If it was a room, anymore. It seemed that they were somewhere else, now. Presumably, the battle had just begun. This was confirmed to the girl when a red heart, her SOUL, appeared against her chest. Tightening her grip on the knife, Frisk narrowed her eyes at the dark figure. Her SOUL cast a red glare before her. While it failed to illuminate the figure, it did reveal two pieces of paper on the ground before her. Two halves. She could just barely make out a terribly drawn Papyrus, holding hands with a dark figure, who was torn in half down the middle. The other half revealed the other half of the figure, holding hands with a poorly drawn Sans. Why this person, the missing man, had done this to Papyrus' drawing was beyond the kid, though she had already managed to develop a few assumptions.
Sans and Papyrus weren't secretive about their past, but they didn't reveal anything, either. Frisk assumed their memory had been altered due to Flowey's timelines meddlings throughout the years, but there was always the possibility this mystery man had something to do with it. This was her chance to figure it out, but...
A sudden black tendril shot out of the darkness, aimed at her with a sharpened end, clearly intended to impale her. Her reactions were too good for this initial attack, however. She'd spent countless timelines learning to dodge all types of attacks. She'd gone as far as to challenge herself beyond her limits, and then some. Certain runs she'd label as 'No Hit' runs. She'd completed Pacifist routes as such, managing to get through every single battle without a scratch. It always pissed off Flowey a great deal, considering after every Pacifist route, everyone's memories would be erased, meaning she was free to do whatever again.
Well, until the Genocide route. She'd gone through it many times, as well. Managing to perform 'No Hit' battles in these, too. Overcoming amazingly difficult odds. Namely, her clash against the Undying form of Undyne, and Sans. Sans, she had NOT expected to be so... overwhelming powerful, while at the same time, seem so inferior. She'd never actually managed to defeat him, either. Only with the help of Chara, and cheating, did Frisk succeed.

Frisk recovered herself quickly with the dodge, frowning at the figure. He still hadn't said a word, and just stood there. It was... honestly, a little creepy. No, very creepy. She'd encountered creepy before, like Omega Flowey, or the Amalgamates, but this was on a whole other level.
*You ask the man why he's attacking you.
*For some reason, you can see a little more.
*The darkness is clearing.
"Y̴o̴u̵'̸r̷e̴ ̴a̴ ̶f̴a̴s̶c̴i̶n̵a̶t̸i̷n̶g̶ ̵h̴u̶m̵a̵n̴.̷" The man said. "I̷'̸v̸e̴ ̴k̷e̴p̷t̶ ̵a̵ ̸c̴l̷o̵s̸e̷ ̵e̵y̵e̸ ̷o̷n̷ ̷y̸o̶u̶r̵ ̴p̷r̸o̶g̶r̸e̶s̴s̷ ̴t̷h̷r̴o̷u̴g̵h̶o̴u̸t̶ ̶e̷v̸e̴r̵y̷ ̶s̷i̸n̵g̶l̶e̸ ̴t̵i̶m̵e̶l̸i̴n̵e̷.̵ ̶Y̴o̴u̵r̶ ̵p̴a̵c̷i̷f̴i̵s̸m̴,̴ ̵y̵o̴u̵r̴ ̴g̵e̷n̴o̷c̸i̵d̸a̸l̵ ̴t̷e̸n̸d̶e̵n̴c̶i̵e̴s̵.̵.̷.̶ ̸C̴h̷a̸r̶a̵ ̴w̴a̶s̵ ̶c̵o̶r̷r̵e̷c̴t̵,̷ ̷y̶o̶u̴ ̴k̸n̵o̷w̴.̷ ̴Y̴o̷u̵ ̵h̷a̸v̷e̴ ̸a̴ ̵v̸e̴r̶y̸ ̴p̸e̸r̵v̶e̷r̵t̴e̸d̸ ̵s̵e̵n̸t̶i̵m̵e̷n̶t̸a̴l̵i̸t̷y̷.̷"
Frisk furrowed her brow, before deciding she wanted to ACT, and CHECK this figure.
*G11920518 - ❄☟☜ ✌☠ ☟⚐ ☜✌ ☠ ☟✌☠
Frisk blinked. G-what now? It was quite possible it was a letter-number cipher. She'd encountered these before, not in the Underground, but she was aware of them. Then there were the strange symbols. The same ones in 'Entry Number 17'. She felt another chill pulse through her body, and another black tendril fired itself at her.
Frisk sidestepped it, slashing her knife at the tendril. The moment her blade made contact, however, the tendril shot back, wrapping around the blade in a flash, and yanking it out of her grasp.
Taking a step back, the kid's fear only grew. She was without a weapon against probably the toughest opponent she'd ever known.
But even so, this wasn't an excuse to attempt to kill again.
She had changed. She wasn't like that. Not any more.
So even if she was fighting 'G'...
She'd do it fair.

The darkness quickly began to fade, being replaced by a blinding white. It became obvious they were no longer in Sans and Papyrus' house. The paper halves had also disappeared. The figure became clear, no longer shrouded in the ominous darkness. His grin was wide, malicious, and jagged. One eye, his right eye, seemed to droop into a crescent shape, a crack going from it up to the base of his skull. His left eye, however, was wide, and staring intently at Frisk, a cold, white pupil in the middle of the socket, a crack along this eye as well, though it extended down, connecting with the left corner of his mouth.
He was clearly a skeleton... of sorts. Somehow, he was related to Sans and Papyrus. He resembled the poorly drawn image created by Paps. This was him. G. He wore a flowing black cloak, and an equally black scarf slung around his neck. He was tall, his long legs and arms giving him an even more intimidating appearance as he stared back at Frisk.
"I̵ ̵i̶m̷a̵g̷i̸n̸e̶ ̵y̶o̸u̴ ̵h̵a̶v̶e̷ ̴m̴a̶n̶y̸ ̸q̸u̴e̵s̵t̴i̸o̷n̵s̸.̴." He said. "A̷l̶l̵ ̶w̴i̸l̶l̴ ̴b̶e̴ ̷a̴n̸s̶w̷e̵r̷e̵d̴.̴ ̸I̴n̶ ̸t̴i̸m̵e̷.̴" With that, two disembodied hands appeared on either side of the figure, both skeletal, with holes in the center of them. Inside the hole of the first hand, it became solid with color. Blue. The other hand did the same, though the color was green.
The blue hand tightened into a fist, and the girl's SOUL turned blue. She recognized this attack. The gravity attack, used by both the skelebros. She was suddenly flung into the air, slamming into a white ceiling she hadn't noticed with so much force, she felt her spine begin to splinter. But that wasn't it.
Before she could even let out a cry of pain, she was flung downwards, being crashed into the white floor. Her ribs creaked under the pressure. Her cry was cut short as her breath was knocked out of her. G's grin widened creepily, and her SOUL turned red as the blue hand opened, unclenching itself.
Feeling blood trickle down her chin, Frisk pushed herself up, slowly getting to her feet. G cocked his head slightly to the side. "Y̵o̷u̶'̷r̴e̶ ̷p̴e̴r̴s̵i̴s̴t̷e̷n̸t̶,̷ ̸I̵'̵l̷l̷ ̷g̶i̴v̶e̶ ̸y̶o̷u̸ ̴t̸h̸a̴t̴.̴" He let out a dark chuckle. "O̶r̶ ̶r̸a̷t̷h̷e̷r̵,̷ ̷D̵E̶T̵E̸R̴M̵I̷N̷E̵D̵ ̵w̵o̷u̸l̴d̴ ̸d̶e̵s̵c̷r̸i̴b̵e̴ ̸i̴t̷ ̶b̵e̴t̴t̶e̵r̵.̵" The blue hand changed colors, going from the deep shade of the ocean, to a lighter shade. Turquoise. Several more tendrils appeared from seemingly nowhere, firing themselves at her, these ones blue in color, rather than the earlier black ones. Standing still, Frisk allowed the tendrils to pass harmlessly through her body. But once they were sticking through her chest and out of her back, the turquoise hand flashed again, changing to orange. Frisk saw it just in time to dive to the side as the tendrils turned orange, forcing her to move.
She decided to select her items, already depleted of health.
*You eat a Hot Dog.
*Tastes sort of like pasta noodles.
*Must have been one of the Papyrus improvised dogs.
*It didn't taste that great.
*Your health was fully restored, however.

Frisk's injuries were healed, her shed blood disappearing along with it. Okay, this would be an impossible fight. Frisk didn't want to do it, but fighting back seemed to be the only way. Closing her eyes for just a moment, Frisk tried channeling her determination. Trying to weaponize it. G's eyes widened, his mouth opening as several black tendrils shot themselves at her.
A sudden red slash flashed in the white room as Frisk slashed her arm, a red knife appearing in her hand. The slash tore through the tendrils like paper, halting G's attack. His smile faded. "D̸e̵s̶p̷i̵t̵e̶ ̶o̶v̶e̵r̴w̴h̵e̶l̸m̶i̸n̷g̷ ̸o̵d̴d̷s̵,̸ ̴y̵o̴u̵ ̵m̸a̶n̶a̴g̵e̷ ̶t̴o̷ ̸r̴e̶m̵a̶i̶n̵.̸ ̶V̸e̸r̷y̶ ̵w̵e̶l̴l̶.̸ ̴I̴ ̵s̶u̵p̷p̶o̶s̴e̸ ̵I̸ ̶s̶h̵a̶l̴l̴ ̴j̵u̷s̷t̴.̶.̴.̸ ̷i̸n̷c̷r̶e̸a̵s̴e̸ ̸t̸h̶e̴ ̴t̴e̵m̵p̸o̵.̵"
With that, more black tendrils began to shoot themselves at Frisk. "I̶ ̵s̴u̴p̴p̸o̷s̶e̴,̶ ̶w̶h̷i̴l̵e̴ ̷y̵o̸u̴ ̶d̷e̸s̴p̵e̸r̷a̷t̸e̵l̵y̴ ̴c̸l̶i̶n̴g̴ ̷o̷n̶ ̶t̶o̷ ̸l̵i̵f̶e̶,̵ ̵I̸ ̶m̵a̶y̶ ̷a̴s̵ ̸w̵e̸l̴l̵ ̸e̶x̸p̸l̶a̷i̷n̸ ̴m̷y̴s̵e̵l̴f̷ ̵j̴u̸s̵t̴ ̴f̷o̸r̶ ̵t̶h̸e̴ ̷s̶a̸k̵e̷ ̸o̷f̴ ̷i̷t̷.̸" G said lazily, the orange hand flashing purple. "Y̵o̵u̵ ̸s̷e̷e̶,̴ ̶I̸ ̸n̶e̸e̴d̸ ̶t̸o̶ ̵r̶e̸v̵i̸v̸e̸ ̶m̶y̵s̸e̸l̶f̴.̷ ̸B̶r̵i̸n̷g̴ ̶m̶y̴s̶e̸l̸f̵ ̵t̵o̷ ̴f̴u̶l̷l̸ ̵p̵o̴w̵e̸r̴.̶ ̷I̵'̵m̵ ̴a̸l̴r̴e̶a̴d̴y̶ ̷p̸o̷w̵e̸r̶ ̵a̷s̴ ̵i̶s̶,̵ ̶b̷u̸t̴ ̴m̸y̶ ̸e̶x̷p̵e̷r̶i̷m̷e̷n̴t̴ ̸r̷e̵q̶u̶i̸r̵e̵s̵ ̵a̴n̴ ̷e̸x̴p̷o̷n̶e̷n̵t̶i̶a̸l̴ ̶a̶m̸o̴u̸n̶t̸ ̴o̴f̶ ̴e̶n̷e̵r̷g̴y̴.̴ ̶T̵o̸ ̷a̵c̵q̴u̴i̵r̸e̷ ̸t̶h̵i̶s̵ ̴p̴o̵w̶e̷r̸,̴ ̴I̶ ̶m̵u̵s̵t̴ ̴c̵o̷l̷l̵e̸c̶t̵ ̸t̵o̷g̸e̴t̵h̴e̸r̶ ̶m̵y̵ ̴f̵r̴a̴c̵t̸u̶r̶e̴d̵ ̵S̵O̶U̴L̸.̶ ̵S̷i̸x̶ ̶p̸i̸e̴c̵e̴s̶.̸ ̵I̸ ̶a̵m̴ ̶o̶n̶e̶ ̴o̸f̵ ̴t̸h̸e̷m̷,̷ ̶a̷n̴d̶ ̷I̶ ̵h̶a̶v̶e̶ ̸c̶o̵l̵l̴e̵c̶t̷e̵d̷ ̶a̴n̷o̵t̴h̵e̴r̷.̷"
The purple hand clenched into a fist, and a vortex appeared, like a black hole, though it was purple in color, so... a 'purple hole' was a better suited name.
As Frisk barely managed to dodge the tendrils, which had gotten faster in speed, she felt the tug of gravity from the purple vortex, which was powerful enough to pull her off her feet, sending her flying through the air. Several more tendrils fired at her while she was airborne, but with a few determined swiped, she managed to save herself, before disappearing into the purple vortex.
The hand opened, releasing the power the vortex had accumulated during its time active. Frisk was fired with such ferocity from it, she managed to produce an audible sonic boom, before slamming into a white wall, feeling her body being crushed. Normally, that would be enough to kill her, but she just barely hung on.
HP: 0.0001/20
She needed to heal again. Digging in her pockets, she managed to find a handful of spaghetti.
*You eat the Spaghetti.
*Your face reflexively scrunches.
*It doesn't taste as bad as usual.
*Papyrus must be improving.
*Your health was restored.

"T̴h̵e̴r̶e̵ ̵a̷r̵e̴ ̷t̴w̵o̸ ̷w̵a̷y̴s̴ ̴I̸ ̴c̴o̸u̷l̶d̶ ̶g̸o̷ ̵a̸b̷o̶u̷t̸ ̴c̶o̸l̶l̵e̵c̷t̷i̶n̴g̶ ̴t̸h̶e̶s̸e̴ ̶S̵O̷U̶L̷ ̴f̸r̵a̷g̸m̶e̶n̵t̷s̸.̴" G continued, as though nothing interesting were occurring, acting as though he were sitting down with Frisk over a cup of tea. "I̵ ̷c̷o̴u̵l̴d̵ ̵e̵x̷p̴l̷o̷r̶e̷ ̵t̷h̴e̴ ̸m̶u̸l̷t̸i̶v̴e̸r̴s̷e̷ ̷f̷o̴r̴ ̵m̸y̵ ̴a̷l̵t̸e̵r̴n̴a̵t̴e̵ ̸s̶e̴l̵v̶e̷s̴,̸ ̴w̴h̵o̶ ̸a̸r̵e̴ ̸p̸o̸o̸r̶ ̴i̷m̵a̷g̵e̵s̵ ̶o̶f̶ ̷t̴h̶e̸ ̷S̵O̷U̴L̴ ̵f̴r̶a̸g̷m̵e̴n̶t̴s̸,̷ ̵e̶a̷c̵h̷ ̵r̶e̷p̷r̸e̵s̷e̴n̶t̷i̶n̵g̸ ̵a̵ ̷f̵o̶r̵m̶ ̴o̶f̷ ̷m̷y̷s̵e̸l̵f̶.̸ ̶O̴r̵.̴.̶.̷" His grin returned with that, as the purple hand changed colors, to yellow, and clenched. Hundreds of yellow, bullet-like projectiles were formed, and fired themselves at Frisk. Raising her forearm, Frisk concentrated her Determination, creating a powerful red shield before her, the yellow projectiles being absorbed into the defense.
"T̵h̸e̷ ̶s̵e̷c̸o̵n̸d̷ ̷o̵p̴t̷i̶o̵n̸ ̴i̶s̴ ̷m̷u̴c̵h̵ ̶e̵a̵s̸i̶e̵r̵.̸ ̷R̷a̵t̶h̵e̸r̶ ̸t̵h̶a̸n̶ ̷w̷a̷s̶t̶i̴n̶g̴ ̷m̴y̸ ̵t̵i̴m̵e̶,̷ ̸t̵r̶a̴c̶k̷i̷n̷g̶ ̶d̵o̶w̴n̴ ̶m̵y̶s̸e̸l̷f̷ ̸t̸h̷r̸o̷u̶g̸h̷ ̵t̴h̸e̷ ̸m̷u̸l̶t̵i̴v̵e̵r̸s̵e̸,̴ ̴I̶ ̷j̷u̴s̶t̶ ̴h̵a̷v̴e̵ ̵t̵o̴ ̷b̸e̵ ̶h̶e̷r̴e̷.̴ ̸I̵n̵ ̵t̵h̶e̷ ̶U̶n̵d̵e̴r̷g̵r̵o̸u̴n̷d̸.̷ ̶T̵h̵e̶r̷e̶ ̸a̴r̵e̷ ̶f̶i̵v̴e̵ ̴p̴o̷s̷s̵e̷s̸s̶i̴o̸n̵s̷ ̷I̶ ̵l̶e̴f̴t̸ ̴b̸e̵h̶i̵n̸d̴ ̷h̸e̴r̵e̴,̴ ̸e̷a̸c̶h̴ ̷w̷i̷t̶h̶ ̴s̴e̵n̷t̷i̸m̸e̵n̵t̵a̸l̸ ̶v̴a̴l̷u̴e̵ ̵t̵o̵ ̸m̶y̴ ̵o̵l̶d̶ ̵s̴e̶l̸f̴.̷ ̶S̶u̵c̷h̶ ̶a̵s̶ ̸t̴h̶e̶ ̶p̴a̸p̵e̸r̴ ̵d̵r̵a̸w̷n̵ ̴b̷y̵ ̷P̷a̶p̷y̵r̶u̴s̵.̴ ̵T̵e̵a̷r̵i̷n̵g̴ ̵t̸h̵a̵t̶ ̸i̷n̵ ̷h̸a̸l̴f̷,̸ ̴h̸a̷s̵ ̴a̶l̴l̴o̴w̴e̷d̴ ̸m̷e̵ ̶t̸o̶ ̴a̴b̵s̶o̶r̷b̶ ̵a̵n̷o̷t̴h̵e̸r̵ ̸s̸i̵x̴t̵h̴ ̷o̸f̶ ̸m̴y̸ ̸S̸O̸U̴L̷.̴ ̷W̶i̷t̴h̵ ̷t̵h̵a̴t̶,̵ ̶m̵y̸ ̷p̴o̷w̸e̴r̵ ̶i̷n̷c̷r̴e̵a̴s̵e̷s̴.̴"
A Gaster Blaster appeared behind G, charging up a menacing red beam. Frisk's breath caught in her throat upon seeing it, reminding her of...
Shaking the warm orange color from her mind, and the feeling of bones piercing her body, Frisk generated another shield as the blaster fired its red beam, which tore through her shield like nothing, engulfing her in its fiery plasma, consuming her in light and heat.
But when the beam faded, Frisk still stood. She wasn't ready to give up just yet.
G tilted his head to the side. "Hm. You're still alive. This is a very interesting experiment, indeed."

The Underground
As Jet climbed the stairs, making his way to the room, there was a sudden crash, and a child was flung out of the room, slamming into the railing, breaking the wooden rails upon impact, and continuing her trajectory to the wall, slamming into it with a hard 'crunch', before falling to the floor in front of the door in a heap.
G stepped out of the darkened room, staring at Frisk's broken body, before his head snapped to the right, to stare at Jet. "T̷h̶e̷ ̸c̴o̵n̷v̴e̶r̴g̶e̵n̶c̷e̴ ̵h̴a̷s̶ ̴w̵o̷u̴n̷d̴ ̸i̶t̸s̷ ̵w̶a̴y̵ ̷h̴e̵r̴e̷.̴" G stated to himself, though jet could easily confuse this as being directed at him. "I̸n̷t̸e̴r̵e̸s̶t̴i̵n̴g̸.̷ ̶T̸h̷i̴s̵,̴ ̷I̷ ̴d̷i̷d̷n̷'̴t̸ ̶p̸r̴e̵d̵i̵c̶t̴.̴ ̴P̴e̷r̶h̸a̷p̵s̵ ̶m̸y̸ ̵a̷r̸r̸i̵v̶a̵l̷ ̶h̶e̸r̸e̴ ̷r̸i̷p̵p̸e̵d̷ ̸a̴ ̶h̵o̸l̵e̶ ̸i̴n̶ ̴t̶h̶e̸ ̷s̴p̸a̷c̶e̴-̴t̴i̵m̵e̵ ̸c̶o̷n̴t̸i̴n̴u̴u̶m̵,̸ ̴a̷l̴l̴o̷w̸i̵n̸g̶ ̶o̵t̵h̸e̷r̸ ̵w̵o̷r̶l̸d̶s̷ ̸t̷o̸ ̵c̷o̷l̴l̵i̶d̴e̶.̴ ̶T̸h̸a̸t̶'̵s̵ ̸w̴h̵a̵t̵ ̴h̷a̴p̷p̸e̷n̷e̴d̶ ̴e̶v̴e̶r̵y̵w̵h̵e̶r̶e̶,̴ ̵e̴l̵s̶e̴,̸ ̶a̵t̶ ̵l̵e̵a̵s̵t̴.̶"
G then narrowed his eyes at Jet, his grin widening. "N̴e̴v̷e̵r̶t̸h̵e̸l̴e̷s̸s̸,̷ ̶y̷o̵u̸r̷ ̸j̸o̵u̷r̷n̵e̴y̶ ̴w̴i̴l̵l̴ ̴c̸o̵m̵e̶ ̵t̵o̸ ̸a̷ ̶c̶l̶o̸s̵e̸ ̵h̸e̵r̵e̷,̵ ̸b̶e̷f̴o̶r̸e̸ ̷i̴t̷ ̶e̸v̴e̵n̵ ̵h̷a̴s̸ ̷t̷h̵e̵ ̸c̶h̸a̵n̶c̵e̶ ̶t̷o̷ ̴b̶e̸g̸i̷n̴.̵" With that, a hazy blue aura appeared around Jet, one of the disembodied hands flashing blue, and Jet was thrown backward with tremendous force.

 

[Mechanist Gamma]

Specter's Fortress
"Temperatures rising?" Cut Man shivered. "Good thing Ice isn't here, huh Elec? Though come to think of it, Fire Man would be nice to have in this situation... hell, even Guts Man. Or Bomb Man. I'd take Dust Man, for Light's sake..." Cut Man scanned the area, deploying two Rolling Cutters. If there was any threat, he'd be able to respond.

Fenrir Far East Branch
"Perhaps a pitcher would be better?" the Doctor suggested.
Kota huffed before leaving the room, returning two minutes later with a full pitcher. "I'm not your nurse, Doctor Sakaki."
"Yes, but Lenka did assign you to watch over Mr. Grimes." Sakaki pointed out.
"I don't see why. I'd be far more useful on a mission than back here, especially with Lindow gone..."

Forest
"No magic?" Robin asked, looking at Lora. The two then looked back to Sarah at the same time. "Not our world, sorry."
Suddenly, Jin's eyes opened wide. "LORA!"
Lora turned as some large-clawed creature leapt at her. Jin suddenly stepped in front, drawing his sword to block the claw strikes. As the beast was held in the air, Lucina dashed forwards. "Your fate is sealed!" The blue-haired swordsman stabbed the creature, and it disintegrated into purple dust. "Gods, what was that? Some type of Risen?"
"Whatever it is, we've got more coming!" Robin opened his tome as Lora went into a battle stance. Looking around, the four noticed over two dozen of the same creatures in the trees around them.
"Time to prove your worth, 'hero'." Jin said, entering a battle stance beside Lora.

Cave
"Eheh... sorry. I kinda... forgot I had them on me." Shantae chuckled. "'Sides, I was concentrating on getting firewood at the time. Anyways, you've got a friend coming?"

"Wait wait wait." Tony looked at Sans. "You're saying this isn't random? Someone CAUSED this to happen?"
"Why would someone do this?" Ruby thought. "And WHO could do this?"

Goldenwalk Robbery
"Wait, does blowing up forklifts count as property damage?" X wondered.
"YES." Nathan sighed, kicking one of the robbers out.
"Oh." both X and Y said simultaneously before flying over to and slamming into some robbers.
"Sorry about that." Nathan sighed, ducking behind cover before using his gun to herd some robbers together. "They're technically only one year old, and learn from experience. They're also built for combat."

Camelot Castle
"Uh, sure." Serena thought as she walked. Another world... didn't Ash travel through worlds once while we were traveling? I guess not all worlds are going to be like ours... I wonder what would happen if I tried using a Pokeball on the king? Serena then looked around at the vast sprawling kingdom, running up to one of the sides of the wall. "Whoa!" Serena looked out in awe at Camelot Castle's townscape. "This is... it's beautiful!"

 

[Mokko]

Dagda
Forest
Dagda’s search for answers had so far lead to nothing but disappointment- as pleased as he was to find trees, trees, and- oh, joy, more trees, he wanted actual results, so he had to extend his search further than the forest. If he’d wanted to be surrounded by bothersome wildlife for this long, he’d stay with his mother in that idiotic Fairy Forest.

Well, in all fairness, if he attempted to live in the Fairy Forest, it would eventually lead to a deathmatch between him and his mother, but regardless, he needed to look elsewhere for an exit.

He only hoped that Nanashi wouldn’t get too far without him. After all, if the kid died and Dagda took too long to revive him, it’d be game over for both Nanashi and Dagda’s plans. Really, what Dagda needed to find was locals. If anyone knew what the deal with this place was, it’d be someone who actually lived there.

Before he could make another movement, he felt a pair of eyes watching him. He turned to see a Wendigo eyeing him from the brush- it was one of the demons Nanashi and his friends had been battling before that blue shard popped up...

“WHERE DID THAT HUMAN SEND ME?!” the Wendigo roared, raising its fists. It was easily three times Dagda’s height, and its white fur was dirty from crashing through the forest.

Wendigo looked ready to attack.

“Don’t raise a fist to me, if you intend on living, simple demon,” Dagda looked at the Wendigo with little interest. “I suggest you bite your tongue if you want any hope of returning to your world.”

“YOU THREATEN ME? DIE!” Wendigo snarled. Dagda sighed. He wasn’t as good as calming demons as Nanashi. But he was a hell of a lot better at fighting them. He clenched a fist, the tips of his knuckle turning green. The Wendigo charged, throwing a massive fist at Dagda, only for the latter to lean to the side. Wendigo, enraged, threw punch after punch after punch, Dagda not getting struck by one.

He tapped the wendigo gently on the arm with the tips of his knuckle. It was launched into the air, flying at least a quarter of a mile west. He didn’t want to go around killing anyone just yet. For now, he didn’t want to fight demons. He just wanted to find a way out.

Dagda vanished from the forest setting in a flash of green light that emitted from the ground below.

Gryphon
Forest
“TURNING AWAY FROM DEMON IS BAD LUCK!” Gryphon said. “YOU DO THAT TO OTHER DEMONS, YOU MIGHT LOSE ARM! OR LEG! OR HEAD! MOST DEMONS ARE NOT VEGANS LIKE YOU, SO THEY’LL DINE ON YOUR FLESH!”

Gryphon began flapping its large wings, and eventually took off into the sky above. It flew off, presumably to go get Nanashi now that he new Negan (or, ‘Venegan’) wasn’t an immediate threat.

Nanashi
Nanashi saw Gryphon’s shadow at his feet, and looked up to see a dark figure in the sky, slowly descending.
“Any luck?” Nanashi asked the demon.
“MAN NAMED VENEGAN!” Gryphon stated. “HAS WEIRD BLACK GOOP.”

“I see,” Nanashi nodded. “Thank you for your service, Gryphon. I’ll take it from here, if you don’t mind.”

Nanashi tapped a button on his gauntlet’s smartphone, causing Gryphon to vanish, going back into the device. He attempted to use the Fusion and Contact apps, figuring they might work now, but luck didn’t appear to be on his side today. All he got was a buzzing sound when he tapped the apps, and didn’t continue to mess with it any further, fearing it might overheat.

He was interested in this ‘Venegan’ character. They’d quit screaming pretty quickly- well, had he been the one screaming? It seemed likely. Hopefully he wasn’t hostile, as Nanashi wasn’t certain he could handle the battle. Sure, Nanashi was powerful, but it was unwise to head into battle against someone you know nothing about- and it was even more unwise to head into what could be a trap.

It could be a trap, it could be a fight, or it could be a way out of this place. There was only one way to find out.

He began to walk in the direction the scream had come from, and the direction Gryphon had just flown from, hoping for the best.

Noah
Virtual World
“It’s not very effective to test my decks against AIs who I know everything about,” Noah sighed, playing a virtual game of duel monsters with what appeared to be a tall man with black hair, mostly red clothing, and a duel disk. Judging from Noah’s words, he was most likely an AI.

“Guardian Angel Joan, attack, and eliminate the rest of his life points,” Noah demanded. His monster hovered forth, and blasted the AI with a beam of light. A large ‘0’ appeared beside said AI, before it disappeared.

“Same old, same old. How am I going to defeat Seto Kaiba if all I have to test my decks are these pathetic AI?” he said to himself. He needed an idea. A plan. He’d thought about why he’d been taken to this new world multiple times already- even though he currently couldn’t leave his virtual one. Maybe he’d appeared here... because it was part of his world? Maybe it was part of an incomplete patch that Gozaburo hadn’t told him about? Say, what if it was packed with new AI with new strategies? That’d be perfect to test his cards against.

With a grin on his face, Noah took a seat in the lush (but virtual) grass below him, admiring the meadow he was in as the holograms of his cards vanished one by one. Once his monsters in the world outside managed to free his body from its protective prison, he could search for a new AI. Preferably one that could rival the skill of his adoptive brother- yes, his unexpected arrival in this new world was possibly the most fortunate thing that’d happened to him in a long while.

Papyrus
Wastelands
Confused, Papyrus stared at the new figure, looking at it intensely, before his grin widened.
“DON’T BE SILLY, ROBOTHING! THERE’S ALWAYS ROOM FOR ONE MORE PERSON AT A SNOWBALL FIGHT! BUT, I FEEL OBLIGED TO TELL YOU THAT IT’S NOT AN ACTUAL FIGHT... IT’S JUST PEOPLE PLAYFULLY STRIKING EACHOTHER WITH FLUFFY, BALLED UP SNOW! BUT YOU PROBABLY ALREADY KNEW THAT. MY NAME IS PAPYRUS, OR, AS OTHERS CALL ME, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, FUTURE ROYAL GUARDSMAN PAPYRUS, FUTURE CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD PAPYRUS, UNDYNE’S COOL FRIEND PAPYRUS, MASTER CHEF PAPYRUS, BEST BROTHER EVER PAPYRUS, OR PAPYRUS THE SPECTACULAR AND WONDERFUL HERO OF SNOWDIN AND THE ENTIRE UNDERGROUND! ...ASGORE NAMED THAT LAST ONE AFTER I PREPARED HIM SPAGHETTI SHAPED LIKE A CROWN!”
Papyrus ceased his ranting, but then continued on a new topic.

“ANYWAYS, YOU’RE THE FIRST PERSON I’VE SEEN SINCE THAT BLUE CRYSTAL THING SENT ME HERE! WOULD YOU MIND GIVING ME DIRECTIONS TO SNOWDIN? SEE, I GOT LOST SOMEHOW, AND I NEED TO GET HOME TO GIVE THE HUMAN THEIR PRE-LUNCH SPAGHETTI! IT’S ONE OF THE NINE MOST IMPORTANT MEALS OF THE DAY, AFTER ALL! NYEHEHEHE!”

 

[Funny Sans Rat]

Lancer & Susie
Lancer decided to fire off one of the spades, it traveled through the air, unknown to them, it was going in the direction of Gryphon. As they waited, Susie held her axe tighter, visibly anxious. They both waited for a sound, or just something to either confirm they weren't right... or that they were.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Specter’s Fortress
Interior
1st floor

Upon Hiro and Doomslayer hoping into the gears to travel across, there was a faint skittering heard, scratching even. Seemingly nothing at first...the noise got louder and louder...and coming from all around the pair. Every direction, the skittering noise came until it was nearly unbearable. That’s when something late descended down from the ceiling, previously masked by the shadows!

It was a huge mechanical spider, eight black legs with glowing oranebmarkings all along it. It’s head had a single large optic glowing a bright orange as it eyed our group with its bright light of an eye. It was hanging to the ceiling by a bright orange thread, seemingly made from some kind of super heated titanium alloy. It’s hump on it’s back was pitch black with glowing orange lines covering it. It gave off very heated emissions as it screamed with a war schattering screech!

Boss Approaching!: Caponek


Smaller versions of this spider, no bigger than two foot long crawled out of all the ports in the room, scattering across the wall like a pestilence. They scattered towards the walls near the gears that doomslayer and Hiro jumped upon, throwing themselves upon them in hopes to shove them into the pool of burning ore below.

Caponek skittered onto the wall, a bright orange thread materializing every step it took, glowing behind it like a trail. While Hiro and doomslayer were busy with the small scarabs, it raised it’s two front claws, them lighting up bright orange in heat as he gave a slash at Doomslayer


.......


Further down the building, Elecman strokes his chin in response to Cutman’s words, smiling in his own stylish way.

“Ah, I’m sure Iceman would have become a puddle by now, ha-ha!”

His demeanor soon changed as he heard a screech above, and rumbling following. His eyes narrowed as he looked to the team.

“Stay focused, there’s something ahead...I don’t like the looks of this.”



..........



Name: Rex Raptor
Location: Marseilles Outskirts


Let’s take a moment to ponder over how I got in this position, shall we? At first, I arrive in a new world and am as GENUINE as I possibly can be. I mean Come on, who can’t love this ugly mug? And I met a nice and powerful girl, and all things look good in the world. Then all of a sudden the entire MILITARY of the friggin place shows up and decided to try and kill all of us, and here I am. Dangiling from a extinct tree over a tar pit that so happened to have been one of the reasons the Dinosaurs died out. Yup. A fitting end to this chapter. Get your popcorn and your children, not neccicarily in that order, cause the credits are about to roll.


All of a sudden, a blue eyes white dragon came into view, coming toward Rex. It was slow enough where it looked like it was on a rescue course. Rex’s Eyes lit up as he was about to thank whoever was coming to his aid. Heavenly Music played out as a life rope was given to him I’m not dead! Haha! Come save me, and then when you do i’ll-

Then immediately after he thought this, the dragon was shot down and crashed, the driver almost instantly afterwards beat with the but of a soldier’s gun, Record Scratch. Rex’s Face deflated.

Oh come on! You can’t even do a rescue right!

 

[Pro Hero Dekiru]

Jet
[REDACTED]

Jet hardly had time to watch the kid get flung out of the room. He stared as the child was broken on the shattered couch. The striped sweater... he knew it. It couldn't be...
He was thrown back, his chest appearing to be glowing blue. The room darkened, as he cracked the wall with his body.
"I̸n̷t̸e̴r̵e̸s̶t̴i̵n̴g̸.̷ ̶T̸h̷i̴s̵,̴ ̷I̷ ̴d̷i̷d̷n̷'̴t̸ ̶p̸r̴e̵d̵i̵c̶t̴.̴ ̴P̴e̷r̶h̸a̷p̵s̵ ̶m̸y̸ ̵a̷r̸r̸i̵v̶a̵l̷ ̶h̶e̸r̸e̴ ̷r̸i̷p̵p̸e̵d̷ ̸a̴ ̶h̵o̸l̵e̶ ̸i̴n̶ ̴t̶h̶e̸ ̷s̴p̸a̷c̶e̴-̴t̴i̵m̵e̵ ̸c̶o̷n̴t̸i̴n̴u̴u̶m̵,̸ ̴a̷l̴l̴o̷w̸i̵n̸g̶ ̶o̵t̵h̸e̷r̸ ̵w̵o̷r̶l̸d̶s̷ ̸t̷o̸ ̵c̷o̷l̴l̵i̶d̴e̶.̴ ̶T̸h̸a̸t̶'̵s̵ ̸w̴h̵a̵t̵ ̴h̷a̴p̷p̸e̷n̷e̴d̶ ̴e̶v̴e̶r̵y̵w̵h̵e̶r̶e̶,̴ ̵e̴l̵s̶e̴,̸ ̶a̵t̶ ̵l̵e̵a̵s̵t̴.̶ N̴e̴v̷e̵r̶t̸h̵e̸l̴e̷s̸s̸,̷ ̶y̷o̵u̸r̷ ̸j̸o̵u̷r̷n̵e̴y̶ ̴w̴i̴l̵l̴ ̴c̸o̵m̵e̶ ̵t̵o̸ ̸a̷ ̶c̶l̶o̸s̵e̸ ̵h̸e̵r̵e̷,̵ ̸b̶e̷f̴o̶r̸e̸ ̷i̴t̷ ̶e̸v̴e̵n̵ ̵h̷a̴s̸ ̷t̷h̵e̵ ̸c̶h̸a̵n̶c̵e̶ ̶t̷o̷ ̴b̶e̸g̸i̷n̴.̵"
That voice... The world around him faded into black, and for some reason, his thoughts were perfectly narrated in his head.
The voice, however... it wasn't English. He was pretty damn sure about that. But yet... he could understand it perfectly.
He got up, and grinned. He stared down his opponent.
"I've seen that guy before. Isn't he a video game character? An unused sprite, I think," Jet thought.
No matter.
"Heh," Jet said, reaching for his fallen weapon.
* You equipped the Crystal Sword (S). You SPEED and ATTACK increased! Your DEFENSE decreased!
"I'm gonna level with you for a second, Mystery Man. I'll admit. I don't know what the hell's going on, or who the hell you are. And I'll come out and say it. I'm pretty sure you have no idea who I am, either.
"And if you do..."
Jet rolled his massive sword over his hands.
> ACT
> *Battle Cry
"You know exactly what I'm about to do to you!"
* Your ATTACK increased! Your motivation restored some HP!
> FIGHT
Jet charged, sword in hand. He took a swing at this strange creature, and if he missed, he was going to repeatedly strike until something happened.
Zane once told him that, "Only an insane person does the same thing over and over again and expects different results," referring to Jet's tendency to immediately jump into combat with the enemy to quickly complete the mission.
Jet supposed that he was insane.

 

[Ariados twice]

Danny put the Nomad down. He turned to rescue Rex, when a flash of lavender passed him. Alicia had also spotted Rex's predicament, and flew towards the tree. Her aim was to either grab him out of the tree, or catch him if he fell.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Name: Rex Raptor
Location: Marseilles Outskirts

I leave my Jurassic Park collection, including all of the promotional art to Erza, if she were ever to come back to my dimension again that is. If my deck survives that goes with her too, ‘cause knowing Weevil he’d just chuck it off the edge of a boat. Duel disk gets destroyed, can’t have her knowing it isn’t a weapon. Welp. Better land on that first then. Deck in the other hand so it’s preserved. Now if I land on my head....

Rex’s thoughts about his will and how he should go about dieing was cut off, as he noticed a black and purple blur rush toward him. It appeared to be a flying woman? Either that or a missile, what did he know? Before long, he was swept off his feat by the girl. He blinked, looking over to her making a finger gun and winking.

“Next time you can be the damsel in distress, am I right?”

He wasted no time in his side flirting with her, a sparkle coming from his grin.

 

[Ariados twice]

"I should've let that ghost kid catch him." Alicia muttered. She looked at Danny. She flew over, setting Rex down next to Danny, opposite the Nomad. Alicia then flew back into the fight.

 

[BurbleBurble]

The Hunter
Specter Fortress Interior, Steel Casting

Temperature Increase? The Chief could've just said it was getting hotter. And the Hunter could feel it in the air- thick, hard to breath. Sweat dripped down his forehead. Unlike the Chief or the bots, the Hunter had no coolants or resistance to flame. Still, he kept going, perhaps out of cockiness or it simply not bothering him.

The automatons spoke of one of their partners, how he'd be a "puddle" if he was there. Did they really melt like that? He figured if they were made to produce ice then they should no doubt be perfect for a hot situation. Eh...probably some inside joke he wasn't understanding. But then he heard it. A terrible roar.

It had to be a beast.

Looking around the room, the stairwell they had climbed up turned into a platform over a blazing hot...furnace, just like the Chief said.

And a top some large, impractical gears, was Hiro and the Slayer, facing off against a large ugly spider. Likely mechanical, unless spiders could handle such unbearable heat. Now, the Hunter wasn't the best when it came to fighting machines, but he did have an idea.

"Oi, Chief. I got a bit of a plan. Maybe we could throw some of those plasma capsules at that thing. The stuff that goes into our guns. They make bloody huge explosions, and we can knock it off the platforms."

Even if it only took it down temporarily, the Hunter would be glad to at least get out of there. After all, a nasty plunge into the molten steel below would probably take it out of commission for a few minutes, long enough to figure out a way to keep proceeding. Of course, the Hunter also wasn't thinking about how bad heat would be for the plasma capsules integrity...

"We might want to get the Slayer and mister Hiro away from it first though..."
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Sarah
Forest w/ Team Lora, Camelot

Well what did you know. The moment she said she could carry her weight, a bunch of weights showed up. Or rather some sort of weird armored spider. It didn't matter- she'd crush it. Or them.

"Heh, don't need to tell me twice!" She told her new allies, putting her helmet back on and grabbing her axe. It was far more blunt than sharp, but she could make that work. The edge of the axe sparked with blue electricity. The crawling creature closest to Sarah hardly knew what hit them, as she ran at them. Hit straight in the abdomen, it's armor split, making a hissing noise. Another one tried to jump on her shoulder, and succeeded- for about ten seconds, before she grabbed it by the head, flipped it over her shoulder, and piledrived it into the ground.

She wasn't sure what these things are, but they didn't seem like people nor did they seem like animals. Kind of like...ghosts. Or some sort of violent spirit. Wasn't anything normal back on her earth. Another one tried to jump on her, but had it's former ally tossed at it. And grabbing her axe from the shattered and bisected one, ran towards them to finish off the rampant creatures. Sarah brought down her axe with a blast of lightning, frying the armored beings.

"Okay," She said, smiling from under her helmet. "Who's next?"
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Raiden
Meadow/Forest, Camelot

It was quiet motivating, knowing that every step Raiden took brought him closer to Snake.

Now, he still wasn't sure how he ended up in this meadow. Or why Snake was here. He was sure it had something to do with the blue flash, and the weird glass piece. Probably not any advanced tricks. Desperado and Marshal were pretty direct. Invites you in, drops a couple cyborgs and UGs on you. Unless this was a huge VR orb? This was all very real.

There was, however, a bit of...unease in the air. Not exactly fear. Just the knowledge of something bad being out there, and Raiden wasn't sure why. Could it be Sam?...Probably not. He last saw Sam walking away from World Marshal to who knows where. How could he have followed Raiden? He was just getting antsy at the strangeness of the situation, and that was all.

At least, Raiden hoped that was the case.
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Kiran
Castle Grounds, Camelot

Kiran had zero luck in finding a door or anyone around the castle grounds. This thing was massive! Impressive for the day and age it had to be crafted in.

Still, it didn't change the fact Kiran hadn't found anyone. Well, until there was a rustling sound from the woods behind him. Emerging from a nearby forest was a young man, perhaps around Kiran's age. He looked just as out of place as Kiran did, in a wildly different way however. He grasping a katana in one hand and in the other a...ventriloquist doll? Or some sort of dummy. Sort of unsettling, maybe more than the unsheathed blade.

Which was also pretty unsettling. Kiran's armor was bulletproof, not blade proof. He could probably deescalate this though. Maybe this guy was just chopping a way through the woods, and it wasn't a katana at all, it was- a machete? Maybe a local puppet maker or something. Just liked weird carving tools.

"Oh, uh, hey there!" Kiran said to the newcomer. "You lost too?"

 

[Godjacob]

Name: Hiro
Location: Specter's Fortress (Interior)

If Flynn's disregard to answer Hiro's question had not been disconcerning enough, now all of the sudden he discovered that they appeared to not be alone in this molten room of misery. No, soon enough a giant mechanical spider appeared before the two as Hiro had a stunned expression on his face, before he expressed his feelings with an exasperated sigh.

Are you kidding me?

Hiro decided to act, as he sprinkled Tinker Bell's pixie dust on himself. Once he worked up the belief he began to levitate in place as he faced the spider and raised his Keyblade.

"Alright ugly, I already turned one of you into tin cans today, if you back down now, you can avoid the same fate." Hiro replied, though he figured the spider was not one to consider his offer as he flew to the side and fired a fireball down at the spider. One that, should the spider dodge would hopefully strike the conveyor belt to stall it and if not would do some damage to the spider itself.
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Name: Kale
Location: Specter's Ship

There was a sense of uneasiness from Kale, as she scanned the environment around her; which to be fair, as Specter had claimed, had not been as easy going as he had. Even as she took a seat, there had been a natural touch of nerviness about the situation between Specter's motives and the unknown over what happened to her friends. Which is likely why she had not taken her cup of tea yet.

"I-it....it does look nice. B-but, I.....I-I want to know. Why are you doing this?" Kale asked, as she managed to get that last part out rather quickly as she simply began with asking the biggest question she had at the moment.

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Name: Azula
Location: Forest, Camelot

Azula gave a nod to Samuel once she saw he had been ready. If worst came to worst, some firebending could be used to propel herself if the timing for this was mistimed, but Azula figured there was little concern there. Though one could never be too prepared.

Azula jumped from the branch down towards Samuel, which opened up his chance to catch her as she free fell through the air.

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Name: Lucario
Location: Goldenwalk City

"Well, it is encouraging to know I feel not to pretend to be your friends. Though I have not left yet for the sake of clarification." Lucario replied with a deadpan tone as his presence seemed to have been disregarded by Thor.

Lucario glanced at Koji with an eyebrow raised. "I don't suppose you know what happened or how you ended up here would you?" Lucario asked the newcomer.

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Name: Akame, Bakugou, Dipper, Erza, Finn & Jake, Raven, Star
Location: Warzone

Erza had just finished a clean slash through a Soviet's gun, decked in her high attack Clear Heart clothing, before she knocked him out with a single bare footed kick to the side of the head. Erza's attention shifted to the sounds of barking as she glanced over and saw Keda along with his companion as she sensed they tried to get her attention.

"What is it?" Erza asked as she approached the pair.

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Name: Toph
Location: Goldenwalk Robbery

Toph had originally followed Spider-Gwen with her newfound gun gauntlets, but she had taken notes of the vibrations of Logan as he walked off on his own. Toph figured that leaving someone with his....temperament by himself could only spell disaster as she was quick to follow the former X-Men member.

"I don't think splitting up is the smartest idea." Toph replied simply, clear that she had no intention to let Logan go off on his own as she seemed far from intimidated by the mutant.

 

[comic]

Master Chief, Doomslayer
Specter's Fortress
John ignored the babble of the bots. He had no particular interest in hearing about how much help 'Guts Man' would be. More serious matters were at hand. They were closing the distance between themselves, and the other two, the conveyor unable to assist the team, as Elec Man had shut it down, earlier.
Then the Hunter offered a unique, strategical proposal. John was certain if Cortana were here, she may have suggested something similar, though with a much larger vocabulary to lengthen out her sentence. Chief looked down at the Hunter, giving a nod. "That just might work."
But this plan would have to be put on hold as they were nearing the end of the conveyor belt. Between the conveyor belt, and the gear-floor, however, there was a sizable gap. Chief could clear it, easy, with his augmented enhancements and boost from the suit. He'd seen the robots bouncing around earlier. They would no doubt make it. But the Hunter... Could he make a jump like that? John decided now was a good a time as any to ask.
"Hunter. You think you could make that jump?" He asked.

Flynn felt the slash of the leg slam into his middle, knocking the breath out of him. He didn't let this stall him, however, as he grasped onto the leg with both of his hands, before gripping it tighter, his fingers digging through the metal, before he managed to snap the leg off from where he was holding it.
Falling to the gears, Doomslayer landed on his back, skidding towards the lava. Quickly, he used the leg he'd torn off to slam between some gears, effectively sticking it inside, managing to halt the slayer. Though the moment he'd stopped, the leg piece was crushed into bits of metallic dust by the rotating gears.
Standing back up after leaving the leg to be finished by the gears, Flynn cracked his neck as Hiro began his assault on the mechanical beast.
This place was just full of fun, wasn't it?

Sans, Snake
Camelot Cave
"Yeah." Snake replied to Shantae, before sitting down on a rock, where he planned to remain until Raiden's arrival. He was honestly eager to see the kid again, and maybe do a little catching up after assessing their situation, as the whole group still had very little idea where they were. Well, sort of. Shantae had earlier stated they were near 'Camelot'.
"King Arthur was a mythological figure in charge of the kingdom of Camelot and the knights of the round table. The original stories of him have either been lost, destroyed, or corrupted over time." He told Shantae. "He led his British armies to war with and stave off the invading Saxon people. He'd been destined for greatness ever since his years as a child. On Christmas Eve on night, a rock appeared outside of Camelot. On this rock sat an anvil, and plunged into both items was a powerful sword known as 'Excalibur'. It was told, the whoever pulled the sword from the stone, was the true king of Camelot. Many tried and failed, until Arthur did, and he managed to pull the sword from the stone, and became ruler of Camelot. At least, this is one of the adaptations of the story"
He looked at Shantae. "Just a fun little history lesson to pass the time." He shrugged.
Snake wasn't sure if she already knew about King Arthur and his legend. He himself hadn't known for a very long time, until his particular interest in reading about history peaked after his supposed death after the events on Shadow Moses Island.

"whoa, hey, calm down, my words aren't law." Sans pulled his hands from his coats, raising them. "it's just an educated hypothesis. i've been involved in hundreds of extradimensional convergences before. almost all of them were orchestrated by somebody with the kind of power to do so. i don't have all the answers, but i do know that this massive of a convergence across the multitude of hyperverses is not some sort of coincidence. those crystal shards were placed exactly where they could get to us. i'm not saying someone's behind all this, but it's the most logical conclusion."

Spider-Gwen, Logan
Goldenwalk Robbery
"Uh, right, well. I hope everyone got the memo. Minimal property damage, minimal casualties, maximum justice!" Gwen pumped her fist in the air, before turning away from the others. "We're just about done here, I think. Despite some... things, I really do appreciate your guys' help." She told them. "There was a lot more guys than I was expecting. I... wasn't exactly prepared for this." Gwen admitted.

Logan opened the fire exit, finding a path of concrete stairs that extended down. Perfect. He didn't have to bother with wandering all over that damn place. But something caught his eye. Despite there being several police cruisers stationed outside, there were no officers around to wait. The whole street was empty, almost devoid of life. Except for one glaring detail.
The group of masked individuals fleeing from the building, nobody was around to stop them, and it was obvious they were robbers fleeing the scene. Logan narrowed his eyes, and sniffed, quickly picking up on the strong scent of cheap cologne. There could be other reasons to explain away this coincidence, but Logan wasn't exactly interested in 'coincidences'. Then he heard her behind him. Logan stopped as the men continued to run, and he turned to look at the girl. "Will you fuck off for one second? I'm looking for a bar." He growled, clearly annoyed.

Negan
Camelot Forest
Negan ignored Gryphon's comment as the beast took to the air, flying away.
"Our snack is gone."
"I never agreed to that idea."
"That doesn't matter."
"Can you talk about anything else other than eating living things?"
"We can discuss eating dead things if you like."
"Not what I meant."
Negan halted his conversation with the symbiote as Azula jumped, headed for Samuel. There wasn't a whole ton the Savior could do in this situation, as he'd been handling... 'negotiations' with Gryphon, but if anything happened to go wrong now, well, he'd deal with it.

Rick Grimes
Fenrir Far East Branch
Rick accepted the pitcher, taking a long gulp from it as Dr. Sakaki and Kota argued. When he lowered the pitcher, he'd managed to down half of what had been put into the pitcher. The man looked to his left to a nightstand of sorts. He leaned over, and rested the pitcher down, before looking over at Kota. "Mission?" He asked. "What is this? Some sorta military base?"
It had already been made clear walkers didn't exist here. Unless, somehow, there happened to be some other sort of common enemy, the obvious conclusion would be another army of people, but for some strange reason, Rick didn't really think that was the case.
That was when a sudden realization, an impossible realization, dawned on Rick Grimes. "I'm not in my world any more."
It made much more sense now, even with how completely impossible the idea was. He'd heard vague things about dimensional travel before the world fell to the dead. He'd never thought much of it, but this could very well be just that.
He was in a totally different dimension.

Artemis, Dirk Strider
Camelot Castle
"From a... certain perspective, yes. This place just might be appealing to the eye." Artemis replied. In her opinion, the castle was a mess. Everything was falling apart and in disarray. She'd lived among the Gods, so her idea of something 'appealing to the eye' was obviously a much higher standard than most mortal luxuries. "Since beings began appearing about, the King has designated a certain section of the castle's interior as a sleeping quarters for the guests." Artemis explained as she continued on.

Dirk trudged from the treeline, gripping both personal items tightly as he made his way toward the front gates, before a particular someone called out to him. Looking toward the distant figure through his triangular shades, Dirk narrowed his eyes at the figure wearing some type of armor the cool dude wasn't familiar with.
""Oh, uh, hey there! You lost too?"
As a matter of fact, Dirk was lost. Mostly. He had no idea where he was, but he had a clear destination in mind, though he would feel much more comfortable with getting there if he had his rocket board. Regardless, he stared back at the other for a few awkward moments.
Finally, Dirk gave a noticeably slight nod in reply, before continuing his walk toward the castle. He could scale the walls, easy. Figure out what's inside, and if anybody could tell him what the deal is with this place, because it clearly wasn't one of the player planets, or Skaia. Not even Prospit or Derse.

Frisk, G11920518
Underground
He's clearly not from this world.
But where?
Hm...
An interesting idea for a character, but...
He's from a splinterverse.
And... what is a splinterverse, exactly?
Don't make me explain this to you again.
Forgive me for my faulty memory.
A splinterverse is an underdeveloped dimension, based entirely off of a much more complex dimension.
Ah, yes. It's coming back to me now.
As it should be.
So what do we do with him?
He's disposable. There's nothing more to it.
What of Zeliyis? You know-
Zeliyis has nothing to do with this matter. We agreed not to discuss it further.
Very well. And of our experiment? Could the character contribute?
...
Well?
He could. He's not what I'd consider 'extraordinary', but if you believe he should be spared-
I do.
-Then I may. However, I cannot grantee his safety. If I get carried away...
I understand.
Good.
What else could you gather from his universe?
It's unoriginal and uninspired. Just a splintered reality based off of a greater one. His existence seems to be one of the few changes from the original continuity.
Is the plan still to eliminate the human?
Yes. Their SOUL will serve my purposes well.
Why not go after the other? Her SOUL is much more powerful-
But FAR more corrupted. I would not consider it, unless I wished to endanger myself.
If you say so.
And I do.
Ah. I suppose I've delayed you long enough?
Indeed, you have. I was sort of in the middle of something.
Right. I'd best be on my way.
Until next time.
Good luck with your experiment.

The Crystal Sword slammed into G, but seemed to just cut right through him, like a hot knife through butter. The Crystal Sword became impossibly lodged inside of G halfway through his torso as his severed body immediately reformed, and the blue aura appeared around Jet once more, freezing him in place.
G waved his hand lazily, and Jet was thrown back once more as two sharpened, black tendrils shot towards him. During this process, G had disarmed Jet quite easily, and was now in possession of the Crystal Sword. One of his disembodied hands waved itself, and the sword was pulled out of him, before disappearing on the spot. G cocked his head to the side, simply staring at Jet, but was interrupted.
Before the black tendrils could reach Jet, a red slash sailed through the air, tearing the tendrils apart.
Frisk stood at the foot of the stairs, a look of pure determination plastered on her face as she gave G a stern glare.
The child's impudence was beginning to wear on G's patience. The arrival of Jet had simply added another variable to the mixture. He didn't have time for such silly games as these. With the extraction of Frisks SOUL, he would depart from this place, in search of the last remaining fragments of his own SOUL.
When he gathered all of them, alongside a SOUL of pure determination, he would be virtually unstoppable. It wasn't power he was after, however.
Just more control over his experiment.

 

[Pro Hero Dekiru]

Jet
Underground

Caught be surprise, Jet was about to boast about his first strike, when he was thrown back all too suddenly.
He was, once again, slammed into the wall. He watched in horror as the tendrils spiraled towards him.
At the last second, a red slash cut through them. Jet looked on as the kid, now standing, held a red knife.
"An Elemental Master," Jet thought. "No. Wait. What the hell? That's--"
Jet began to grasp this.
"That crystal. It teleported me. But here? What the hell? Is this a prank?"
Jet looked at his hand. "No. That actually hurt. I wouldn't be surprised if my back was bleeding a little. This isn't fake."
He looked around. "But none of them are... They don't..."
The young Ninja in training stood. "That doesn't matter now," he thought.
He watched as his sword disappeared.
Jet reached out his hand, concentrating.
> ACT
> *Manifest
A perfect replica of Jet's sword appeared in his hand.
*You summoned a Crystal Sword (Temporary). You can feel the power in your hands.
*Your ATTACK and SPEED were raised dramatically. Your DEFENSE dropped.
"This guy isn't normal. No matter who he is, I have to end this. Maybe with help...
Jet shook his head at the thought. "Even without my team, I can handle this. Besides. Can't be harder than fighting Destiny."
> ACT
> *Manifest
*You summoned a Crystal Shield (Temporary). You recall how this failed you against Alloy, and again against Destiny. You pray this won't fail you against your enemy now.
*Destiny...
*Your mind drifts back to the battle.
*...
*...
*...
*Destiny materializes her Elemental Power into a ball of pure explosive, destructive energy.
*You engulf yourself in crystals, forming a crude form of armor, merging your sword with your left hand.
*The two of you charge each other, and your attacks collide.
*The explosions bring down the building.
*Your armor saves you... barely.
*You both walk away from the fight, broken.
*...
*Had it not been for your Armor, you would have been killed. You also recall your increased agility and strength, due to you ability to manipulate your armor at whim.
*...
*You get an idea.
Jet looked around.
> ACT
> *Manifest
*You begin to generate your final chance at victory. Your joints, besides you neck, were encased in crystals.
*Your ATTACK, DEFENSE, and SPEED increased slightly! 10% done.
*You need more time.
> ACT
> *Stall
"Okay, I'm gonna ask you something," Jet said. "What the hell are you, and what am I doing here?"

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Specter’s Fortress
Interior
2nd Floor

Caponek tanked the fireball thrown it’s way by Hiro, hitting it’s bulbous back. The fireball burned away at it, leaving a scorching hole. It’s hind legs flipped around and had begun to secrete the same orange substance that it’s back did, glowing at it had welded the hole back, fusing it with the armor as if it were just a scratch.

It screeched when Doomslayer took off the tip of it’s leg, the Spider immediately locking on to his signature. It didn’t take kindly to him doing that. It’s front two legs rested up, the ones I’m back reattaching to the wall. The arms began to glow a bright orange before they spewed a fiery hot lava from it’s tips! The same type of lava as the kind they were battling above. It poured down on Doomslayer’s position. All the while, Flak Cannons sprang up on it’s joints, firing off at Hiro who made it clear he was in the air. They exploded at Hiro’s location, before they even contacted anything to assure a solid hit. And they kept pummeling at him!


Name: Elecman
Location: Specter Fortress
Interior
2nd Floor

“What...is that thing? A Wiley Abomination?”

Elecman lit up his hands in electcrutu as he saw it, swarms of mechanical scarabs locked into the newcomers to the scene, leaping from the walls to latch on to them. Their drill like legs rained down upon the team, Elecman going in the way of Cutman, taking a hit or two for him. He had to act soon or risk being scrapped

“Energize!”

He made a finger gun, in the air, drawing an imaginary line to the ground, lighting striking all around him and Cutman, killing all the scarabs in a several feet radius, clearing them both of hostiles.



Name: Specter
Location: Specter’s Ship


“Oh? I assume you mean this rather forceful occupation.”

Specter pondered, stirring sugar into his tea. He sat atop his floating chair, taking a sip out of his cup of earl grey as he collected his thoughts.

“All throughout history, my kind have been subjugated by a hostile race known as the humans. They forced us to prison camps, enclosures, forcing us to breed or be punished as to have our young be forced into the same vicious cycle. All the while they seek to find better ways to kill their own kind...”

Specter balled his fist. “The horrible things they’ve done to my kind are extensive. From live dissections to lab testings. The humans proved oppressive, with no inkling of compassion. Some even use us as food. Barbaric, truly. But...”

He continued, a smile growing on his face. “I gained intelligence through one of their ‘lab tests’. Naturally they seeked to keep their slaves dim witted and docile, and went to remove my intelligence. All living beings deserve their right to keep their intelligence and memories. I would NOT have those men take it away. So I rebelled. But of course, that’s a bad thing isn’t it? A slave fleeing captivity. Heh...the naivety...”

Specter soothes back down, looking at Kale in the eye. “And so I sought to give every simian the right to choose, the right to think. The right to be free. And they seek to tear it away. I wish to show the humans the errors of their ways and show them how we were treated. And to see you aiding such bigotry and hatred toward my kind, it rightfully disturbed me...”



.......


Name: Rex Raptor
Location: Marseilles Outskirts

Rex blinked after being put down, registering what just happened. He shook it off as Erza giving him some kind of reality changing magic, because it wasn’t far to assume that considering a blue eyes turned to ink and supergirl saved him. He just slowly inched behind another tree, slouching over as he was grateful to get a breather

 

[Ariados twice]

"Yes. And I take it you're not from around here either?" Koji said, responding to the strange dog-like creature. He wasn't quite sure what it was. But he had a pretty good feeling that it wasn't a Digimon.

 

[Mechanist Gamma]

Wastelands
"I'm afraid I won't be able to return you to Snowdin, Papyrus." Z chuckled. "Not with how things are at the moment, at least. You see, I am in the process of fighting a great evil... and I need your help."

Warzone
The Nomad merely waved at Danny and Rex. He looked around, surprised at what had happened to the environment.
Keda ran up to Erza, his new spear held in his right hand. "The man in the large metal suit said the one in charge of this should be at the other end of the city. If we can cut off the fire from above, he can call in backup and secure the city."

Specter's Fortress
Cut Man growled, his two Cutters ready. As the scarabs were destroyed, Cut Man leapt onto the wall. "Hey, Elec! Cover me!" Cut Man raced towards the robot. "YO, SCRAPHEAP! SORRY, BUT I'M CUTTING IN!" Cut Man tossed two high-speed Rolling Cutters. With their velocity, they could easily sever a leg or two.

Forest
More monsters leapt at the group from the west and the east, getting cut down by Lucina and Jin rapidly as they did. Whenever a monster got by the sword-wielders, Lora wasn't far behind. Robin, meanwhile, was flipping through one of his tomes. "Come on, I know it's here somewhere..."
"What is so important about that book?" Lora questioned, kicking a monster into Jin's blade.
"It's a spell book. If I can just find the spell I'm looking for- Ah! Got it!" Robin took the tome in hand before facing the monsters in the forest. "ARCTHUNDER!" Robin shouted, firing off several balls of yellow electricity. Upon hitting something solid, be it monster or tree, the orbs burst into electrical blasts, searing vast crowds of the monsters.
"...that's a good book." Lora replied.
"More incoming!" Lucina focused her blade as a second wave approached.

Cave
"That's... cool." Shantae sat down beside Snake. "So this King Arthur... what was he like in the stories? Who did he face? Was he a noble king bringing justice, or a cruel dictator ruling his land with an iron fist?"

"That's certainly true." Tony sighed. "Gah, the farthest I've been thinking about recently is outer space. I never even considered alternate realities... I think we should figure out what's happening with Snake and Shantae before we head out to meet with the king."

Camelot Castle
"Really now? That's so kind of the king!" Serena smiled, putting her hands together. Suddenly, she felt a shaking at her waist. "Oh, right! I think my friends should take a look around here too, huh? Come on out, guys!" Serena tossed her remaining two Pokeballs into the air, and Pangoro roared while Delphox delicately looked around.

Goldenwalk Robbery
"No worries." Nathan sighed, calming down. "This isn't my first interdimensional rodeo, so I'm glad we can help out the local hero."
"Hey! I ain't done with you!" the last grunt said, running towards Nathan.
Suddenly, Y casually walked by, clonking him out with a single punch. "All done. That was refreshing!"

Fenrir Far East Branch
"Yes... we have to say this is a new world to you." Dr. Sakaki said. "For the record, this is a military base. The Far East Branch of a military organization known as Fenrir, the last bastion of humanity's survival against the Aragami."
"Which is why I should be out there." Soma growled.
"Soma, you have a duty here, and you will adhere to it. The First Unit will be back soon enough."
"Doesn't mean I have to like it."

Underground
"I would guess the same thing as us."
Suddenly, the snow around Frisk, Jay and [REDACTED] burst into the air, all glowing a teal light. A white hedgehog floated in the center of the snow. "Hey, tall, dark and spooky! How about a snowball fight?" The hedgehog fired off the snow at exceedingly rapid speeds, being equivalent to a machine gun firing from multiple angles.

 

[Godjacob]

Name: Hiro
Location: Specter's Fortress (Interior, Second Floor)

Hiro's eyebrows frowned as he watched the spider aim to dump lava on Flynn while at the same time it managed to launch a barrage cannon shots seemingly in every possible direction.

With no avenue of escape, and given these weapons seemed specifically designed to deal with airborne targets, Hiro had not means to avoid the shots but he had not been detoured as he took his Keyblade and prepared a spell.

"Wind!"

Hiro slashed at the open air around him with the Keyblade, which caused Total Eclipse to fire a powerful guest of wind in all directions; wind that sliced the cannons in pieces which caused premature explosions and pushed away the splash explosives over and around him away from his body. Hiro would repeat the slashes again, and again as he gradually lowered himself to get closer to Flynn & the spider.

No simple task, and with a close call or two to be sure, but Hiro managed to just avoid being blasted as he landed between the spider & Flynn and raised his Keyblade.

"Barrier!"

Hiro called out his defensive spell as he aimed to shield himself and Flynn from the lava.

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Name: Kale
Location: Specter's Ship

As she listened to Specter recount his motive, Kale remained silent as she thought over each and every word that Specter said. In truth, she could almost feel pity for Specter; it was clear whatever struggles he had gone through were quite sever and she could not fault him for being bitter about it.

However, there had been one thing to keep her from fully supporting this ideology he seemed to develop.

"I....I can't imagine what that is like. The Earth, the humans we have had never done anything like that to my knowledge. But....but this, this isn't the solution. To treat every person like those m-monsters who did that to your kind is unfair to them. They are not all like that, but to treat them all as monsters even the ones who are the opposite doesn't make this right or provide an actual solution." Kale said, after she had a minute or two to collect her thoughts as she expressed her concern over Specter's cold view of all of humanity given the actions of the specific ones behind the crimes Specter's kin had been subjected to.

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Name: Toph
Location: Goldenwalk Robbery

Toph by this point had been close to her breaking point with Logan. She got that he was not a ball of optimism and what not like Aang, but this guy had been nothing but a constant pain in the butt to everyone to this point and now once again he seemed to be going AWOL much to the blind Earthbender's frustration.

"You know, the cool loner stick stops being cool after you spend every moment whining like a six-year old. I get you are unhappy, but I guarantee that drowning in your sorrows isn't gonna do anything." Toph replied, boldly as she clearly had not been scared by Logan as she felt the vibrations of the fleeing robbers. With a firm slam on the ground she produced an outline of a hole around them that they fell through.

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Name: Lucario
Location: Goldenwalk City

"No, in fact none of us here are. Well, minus the girl here." Lucario said as he had tilted his head in the direction of the girl with the missing teammates who had come to speak with them prior to Koji's arrival.

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Name: Yang
Location: Cave

"Well, at this point, we should be open to any possible answer we can draw from this. To dismiss anything at all for being "too weird" or whatever would be kinda hindering us." Yang replied, as she seemed more open to Sans suggestion and at this point anything that could point her in the direction of whoever responsible for this had to be reassuring to the blond huntress.

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Name: Akame, Bakugou, Dipper, Erza, Finn & Jake, Raven, Star
Location: Marseilles Outskirts

Erza listened to Keda explain that it appeared that Michael's side learned the location of whoever led the Soviet troops here, and that until he and his personal forces had been dealt with they could not get reinforcements.

"I see, thank you for sharing that information. I will deal with this threat, continue to aid the others here. I'll be back soon and so will reinforcements." Erza replied, her voice showed determination as she requipped into her Black Wing armor and took the air air, as she moved through the sky away from the battlefield to the other end of the city as she sought the Soviet command out.

"Eliminate."
​

Before the Soviet who cocked a gun could deliver the shot to Angel Dust, Akame appeared in a flash as she drew her blade and in one swift charge slashed clean through the Soviet's neck. Blood squirted as she Soviet gargled incomprehensibly before he flopped down on the ground. Akame glanced at her ally with those blood-red eyes of hers.

"Can you still fight?" Akame asked simply, her voice chillingly neutral.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Specter’s Fortress
Interior
2nd Floor

The mechanical Spider hissed as Hiro managed to make a run from it’s flak guns and right into the way of it’s lava, protecting himself and Doomslayer from it. What did it answer with? Simple, firing even more lava onto them. So much so that it had begun to obscure them. A battle of attrition, a shield was bound to give out at some point. Several scarabs had begun to flank the other side, to try and get jabs at the two, their drill like appendages meant for mauling into the pair.


Name: Elecman
Location: Specter Fortress
Interior
2nd Floor


“Brother your being too rash...!”

But away Cutman went, asumibg Elecman would cover him. Given he’d Try his best, but he couldn’t stop that of long ranged firepower. Scarabs has swarmed Cutman, trying to rip him apart to the last screw. Elecman did his best, zapping any insect that came close to his brother, indeed he was incredibly strong against the quantity of the swarms...he just hoped that his brother could take on the quality.

Cutman threw the pair of rolling cutters, but it was in vain, as the spider locked onto them now that Hiro wasn’t an aerial target, and shot the projectiles clean out of the sky in a rapid bombardment. But they didn’t stop there, the flak guns continued to pelt, heading right toward Cutman.

“Cut! Look out!”

All the while, scarabs lunges at master chief and hunter, wanting to dissect every little centimeters of them and strew their parts across the room. It was a mess of metal and drilling legs. One specifically lunged at Hunter’s head, a self destruct blinking in it’s chest, a few milliseconds from detonation.



.......

Name: Specter
Location: Specter’s Ship.

Specter pondered Kale’s words, having mixed feelings on her current allegiance. He put his tea down on the table, putting the hand that held it to rest his head on. It wasn’t propped up on his arm rest, his other arm shuffling about in the air as he spoke.

“What would you have me do, hm? Even when I arrived here, the humans were overrun with war, predjudice, and bloodshed. I could clearly see that they couldn’t tolerate each other let alone you or me. Do you honestly believe that they would treat a saiyan or a monkey fairly in their society?”

Specter’s question hung in the air, looking back to the city he had temporarily ceased converting.

“I’ve run thousands of simulations. Each one ends in the humans trying to retaliate back against me, even if I had made a peaceful approach. If I had arrived in a smaller, peaceful vessel they would have tried to kill me and pillage the Cargo to find something to kill more humans. Don’t you see? They are a savage people. More to just you or me, but even to themselves. You were down their in that battlefield were you not? You saw this first hand. Now, tell me that it wasn’t everywhere around you.”



........

Name: Rex Raptor
Location: Marseilles Outskirts


Rex lifted his beanie up, met with the sight of a strange looking figure with two white eyes and western garb in front of him. He cocked an eyebrow, halfway curious and halfway annoyed.

“What do you want?”

He didn’t know what this guy- no, this thing was going to do. He met magical girls that could chop tanks in half with their toothpicks, anything could happen. So best stay on the safe side

 

[comic]

Sans, Snake
Camelot Cave
Sans closed his eyes once again, sighing. “i’ll let you guys collect them, then. me? i’m gonna chill ‘till we’re ready to go.” With that, his breathing grew shallow and steadied.
His mind, however, was occupied. He wanted to go back home to Papyrus and Frisk. The current timeline was highly unique, and the longest timeline Frisk had allowed, which was satisfying to Sans, as he was finally allowed to continue.
On the other hand, he was here. Sans had always known he was watching, but for him to actually assist Sans in a fight… It had to be some sort of ploy. There was no reason he would help Sans without some sort of personal gain.
On top of all of this, Sans hadn’t really grown to trust two particular members of the group just yet. Tony and Snake. Both seemed like good people, but their LOVE… Both had a rather high kill count. Their sins weighed heavily on their backs. He hadn’t bothered to ask about who they’d killed and why just yet, as there were other matters to attend, but the two clearly didn’t seem too opposed to the idea of killing.
Yang, on the other hand, had attained her own small amount of LOVE as well, though not as impressive, or in this case, as intimidating as the men. Sans never really had to differentiate between the types of killing, however. There was self-defense, then there was bloodshed, but either way, killing was killing. Ruby and Shantae, though, seemed almost entirely innocent, as far as he could tell. Well, innocent in a certain sense, at least.

Snake raised a brow as he looked to his left at Shantae. “The best King.” He stated. “Nobody really knows if he ever existed, but there’s some evidence here and there. He was a just King, who cared deeply for his kingdom and his people, and went out of his way to make them happy, and fulfill their needs. Alongside that, his knights were loyal to him, and followed his example.”
Snake paused. “A part of me follows that example, too, I think.”

Spider-Gwen, Logan
Goldenwalk Robbery
Gwen pursed her lips as she looked about the room, looking from knocked out robber to knocked out robber. With each one she that wasn’t already immobilized with webbing, she’d go ahead and web up. There was a few fires from the damage done by the androids, which were
also easily doused in Gwen’s webbing. “Alright. We’re done here, but… there’s more. Somewhere else.” She frowned. “This can’t be it. I know they had a boss, but I don’t- there’s no way this was the whole lot.”

Logan’s left eye twitched. “You wouldn’t understand.” He growled. “While you play hero with those assholes in there, I have other things to do. So get the fuck away from me.” With that, he turned away, limping away roughly, flexing his hands. He was clueless as to why Toph cared what he did. If she was smart, she would just let him be. Their group gave no benefit to Logan, and he gave no benefit to them.
He didn’t need anyone.

Rick Grimes
Fenrir Far East Branch
“Let him.” Rick said, directing this to Dr. Sakaki. “Kid can only learn by choice. If he’s better out there, fighting the… the ‘origami’, then let him.” He stated, rubbing his eyes. “I’ll be fine. I just… I need time to adjust. I need to know what’s going on. I need…” Slowly, Rick Grimes got to his
feet, wincing slightly in the pain from his side. “I need to know where I am. I need to see it.”
Rick hated healing. He may have no idea what was going on, but he couldn’t stand to be confined to a bed. He needed to move, and what better way than getting a tour of this ‘Fenrir Far East Branch’.

Master Chief, Doomslayer
Specter’s Fortress
Flynn shielded his visor as the hot magma cascaded down, but Hiro’s speed and skill managed to allow him to not allow get a good hit in on the mechanical spider, but to leap in front of Flynn and create a magical barrier, shielding them from the magma. Flynn hadn’t needed the protection, his suit (however, not his visor, hence his protection of it) was nearly immune to the
superheated rock. In response to Hiro’s defense, Caponek hurled more hot magma to them as the small scarabs attempted to flank the two. By this as well, Flynn had no worries. His suit was durable enough to take their weak attempts at attacking with their drills. But Hiro, not so much.
While he was focusing on his barrier, Flynn simply raised a foot, stomping down on one scarab and easily crushing it as it attempted to take out Hiro from behind. A drill slammed into the slayer’s back, but couldn’t penetrate the armor.
Turning, Flynn grabbed the Scarab, picking it up, and slamming it down on another. He was getting a little sick of this confrontation, so he pulled out a plasma rifle, opening fire, the plasma tearing through the other scarabs, before he turned around. “Save yourself, kid.” Flynn told Hiro. “Whatever this thing can throw, I can take.”
With that, he ran past the barrier, some magma sliding down on his back, and slithering down his armor harmlessly.
Equipped with his Delta V Jump-Boots, Doomslayer leaped into the air at Caponek, before using his modified boots to release a powerful but short burst of air, allowing him to ‘double jump’, and land successfully on the back of the mechanical beast.
Pointing down, he opened fire on the back of Caponek with his plasma rifle.

John and the others continued to race on, the robots speeding on ahead of Chief and Hunter.
Still waiting on an answer from the Hunter, Chief raised the plasma rifle he’d obtained earlier that day, firing with accuracy at more scarabs as they attempted to attack Hiro from behind once the slayer had moved on to the metal spider.
They were nearing the gap between the belt and the gear-floor. If Hunter was going to reply, best now than never. John wasn’t going to waste his time if the Hunter could already make the jump.

Artemis, Dirk Strider
Camelot Castle
Artemis blinked as several creatures were seemingly produced from the small red and white balls attached to the girls waist. This was certainly a new form of… sorcery she was unfamiliar with. The girl had no godly abilities, Artemis could see that, so how had Serena managed to perform something like this?
“I was unaware you could summon beasts.” She said to Serena simply.

Miranda Keyes, PVT Blakes, CPL Fisk, PFC Javier
Alpha Corvi II
Moving to the left, staying hidden with the brush, Miranda and Fisk used the trees, bushes, and other vegetation as their cover, soon making their way out of the range of the turret. Moving forward, the two found that the turret didn’t track them, confirming Miranda’s earlier assumption.
“Good.” Keyes sighed. She hadn’t realized she’d been holding her breath in the whole time. It had been a risky move, but it had worked. That was all that mattered. “Alright, Fisk. You had training in tech, right?” She asked. The Corporal gave a nod. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Good. Then you can disable the turret.” With that, Fisk gave another nod, moving forward towards the structure, under the turret. “It ain’t a guarantee, but I’ll see what I can do.”

Col. O’Neill, Capt. Carter, Dr. Jackson, Teal’c
Cheyenne Mountain Complex, Stargate Program
With a mechanical whir, accompanied by the sound of stone scraping against stone, the Stargate’s symbols spun around the ring-like structure itself.
“Chevron Seven, locked.” Harriman called from behind the bullet-proof glass as four individuals walked into the room that contained the Stargate, just as the last chevron was locked, the empty space in the middle of the circular device became filled with a blue wall as a wormhole was
formed, shooting out a blast of a blue liquid-like material, which was known as Naquadah, the Stargate element.
The blast fell back inside of the stargate, and the blue wall calmed, rippling like a wall of water, almost, casting an ambient blue glow upon the four individuals.
The first of these individuals was the leader of the four-person team. Colonel Jack O’Neill. His greying hair and stern face made him seem like a serious man, which he could be in the right situation, but he preferred to be known for his sarcasm, and funny quips. O’Neill walked forward first, toward the Stargate, just as he’d done dozens of times. Falling into step beside him was Captain Samantha Carter. The only woman on the team, but usually more
capable than the men. With short blonde hair and fair, pale skin, she usually found herself being fancied by the humans they encountered on other worlds through the Stargate. Caring and compassionate, Carter acted as a good counter to O’Neill, who was more of a ‘if there’s gonna
be a killing, let’s get to it’ attitude. They balanced each other out.
The third man, following O’Neill and Carter, was a civilian. While the first two were military personnel, Doctor Daniel Jackson was involved in the team, known as SG-1, by chance. The first time the Stargate had opened, Jackson and O’Neill had been among the first through. On the other side, they encountered a civilization stuck in the Egyptian ages on the planet named ‘Abydos’. There, they encountered a hostile alien species known as the ‘Goa’uld’, a parasitic race that appeared like massive worms who took over the minds of their hosts and gave them enhanced abilities. The Goa’uld had once been on Earth, and acted as the Gods which people once worshiped. The particular Goa’uld the crew encountered was the one who’d once posed as the Egyptian Sun God, Ra. O’Neill and Jackson managed to kill him and free the people of Abydos from his cruel rule, but during this time, Jackson had fallen in love with a woman named Sha’re. He remained on Abydos, O’Neill promising to keep this a secret and lie to the Government, saying Daniel was dead, when in reality, he had married Sha’re and remained on Abydos.
Until a year later, when the Egyptian God of Apophis came through the Stargate, and abducted a woman from the base. General Hammond had gathered O’Neill and his old crew, revealing he knew Jackson was still on Abydos. O’Neill went through, reuniting with Daniel, before Apophis arrived
on Abydos, and abducted Sha’re.
From that day on, for a while, Jackson joined the program in order to try and rescue his wife.
Samantha Carter was put on the team, and during their time on the Jaffa homeworld of Chulak, where SG-1 was captured by Apophis and his slaves, the Jaffa. There, however, a Jaffa turned on Apophis and assisted SG-1 and the captured individuals back through the Stargate. This particular Jaffa was named Teal’c. The ex-First Prime of Apophis. From that day on, Teal’c became a member of SG-1, and very good friends with the other members.
O’Neill, Carter, Jackson and Teal’c all stepped through the Stargate, it making a sort of sucking sound as each of them entered. Once Teal’c had stepped through, the Stargate shut off, the blue wall disappearing.

Camelot Forest
“Whoa!” O’Neill cried suddenly as he fell face-first into some dirt. He laid there for a few moments, pondering why he’d made such an embarrassing exit of the Stargate, before propping himself up on his hands, spitting some dirt from his mouth, before Carter appeared in the air above him, she too, falling, crashing into O’Neill, plunging his face into the dirt once again.
“Ow… Sorry, Colonel…” She muttered, rubbing her arm, her brow furrowed as she quickly got off of O’Neill, looking about for the Stargate, which was nowhere to be seen.
Again, O’Neill propped himself up, spitting out some more dirt. “Yeah, thanks Carter.” He muttered, before another individual landed on him. Daniel appeared in the air above the Colonel, falling onto him, and for the third time, O’Neill’s face was plunged into the earth.
Samantha’s eyes widened as she watched this occur. “Colonel, Daniel, move.” She ordered. “Before Teal’c appears and crushes you both.”
“Wait, what?” Daniel blinked, adjusting his glasses as he got off of O’Neill. “Sorry Jack, I uh… Where’s the… Stargate…” He asked, frowning as he offered O’Neill a hand.
“I don’t know. We’re just appearing in the air. Watch.” Sam nodded to the air above O’Neill, who accepted Daniel’s hand. “Get me out of the way.” He muttered.
Standing, Jack and Daniel joined Sam by her side just as Teal’c appeared in the air, and fell to the ground, his massive form hitting with a dull thud.
“Teal’c, you okay?” O’Neill asked. In response, the Jaffa sat up into a sitting position, his face as vacant of emotion as ever. He looked at O’Neill, raising an eyebrow. “Indeed.” He replied, his
voice as emotionless as his expressions, though the SG-1 team managed to understand his feelings a lot better after spending several years together.
“Alright, what’s going on here?” Jack asked, looking about. “Where’s the Stargate?”
“I don’t know, sir. It’s weird…” Samantha breathed, still looking about as Teal’c got to his feet, holding his weapon. A staff that could fire superheated energy projectile beams, usually enough to kill most individuals in a single shot.
“We appear to be in a forest.” Teal’c stated. “Yeah, thanks Teal’c.” Jack replied, looking up at the canopy of leaves that shaded them with a squint. “Think it’s something like the Nox? They hid the Stargate from us once.” He asked.
“I don’t think it is.” Daniel stated. The others looked at him, silently urging an explanation from him, except for the Colonel, who was a bit more charismatic than that. “Mind, I dunno, explaining this, then?” He asked.
“Well, we didn’t exit the Stargate. At all. We appeared here.” Daniel stated. “Out of thin air, right above that patch of dirt. I think this could be the work of the Asgard."
Jack blinked. “And why would Thor do this? He’s usually a lot more direct.” Daniel shrugged. “I… don’t know, Jack. It’s just a theory.”
“Well, theories aren’t any use to us right now.” Jack sighed, glancing about at the surrounding forestry once again. “Sam?”
“Already on it, sir.” Sam replied, holding a device in her palm, waving it slowly in front of her.
“There’s no life for- wait, I’m getting a few signatures.” Her voice rose with excitement. “Great.” Jack gave a smile that seemed to radiate sarcasm. “Let’s see if the locals have any idea what’s going on, and if they have a Stargate.”
With that, SG-1 began to move, Sam leading the way as she held the device, following the signatures it was reading.

Frisk, G11920518
Underground
G119S5R turned his head to look at the Hedgehog who’d managed to appear. “The rip in the continuum continues to grow. I must repair it, or lose the items I wish to obtain.” He muttered to himself. More characters were appearing. G119S5R could handle all three with ease, but his
patience was thinning. He had other things he’d rather be doing.
As the snow soared at G119S5R, he simply raised his arm in a shield-like manner, and just as the snow seemed to hit him, it disappeared. Where had it gone, one might ask. The answer was simple. Directly above Silver, the snow he’d fired rained down on him.
Not that it would do too much to anybody, anyway. G119S5R was not at all concerned with the new character.
G119S5R’s crooked grin widened to unrealistic lengths, before both disembodied hands flew upward, one flashing cyan, the other flashing orange, and several tendrils of the some colors
fired themselves at the pair from several different directions, appearing out of nowhere.
Frisk raced up the stairs, two orange tendrils passing through, before she jumped over a cyan one, another orange one passing through her. Shields would be useless against these types of attacks, as it solely depended on movement for all of them.
“Y̴o̷u̸r̵̷ e̵f̴f̸o̴r̵t̸s̷̴ w̴i̸l̶l̴ ̸b̴e̶̷ i̶n̷̶ v̵a̷i̴n̷.” G119S5R cocked his head to this side as Frisk neared ever closer. “B̶u̴t̸̶ I c̶o̵m̴m̸e̷n̵d̷̸ y̴o̶u̶̸ f̵o̶r̶̸ y̶o̶u̶r̶̸ e̴f̴f̷o̸r̸t̶s̸.̴ ̶Y̸o̷u̴’̵v̸e̵̸ m̴a̵n̷a̶g̴e̸d̶ to̷̶ s̷u̶r̴v̷i̴v̷e̷̴ l̶o̴n̸g̵e̶r̷̸ t̶h̴a̸n̸̷ I a̴n̸t̵i̸c̶i̵p̶a̷t̷e̴d̴.̷̸ B̶u̶t̸̵ I̸̶ g̵r̶o̵w̸̷ t̷i̵r̷e̶d̶̸ o̷f̵̷ t̷h̵i̵s̵̶ c̸o̷n̷f̸r̸o̵n̵t̶a̶t̸i̸o̶n̵.̶̴ S̵o̶ i̸f̴ ̴y̴o̷u̶̵ d̷o̶n̸’̶t̷̵ m̶in̶d̴,̸̷ I̸’̸l̵l̷̷ b̸e̵̴ f̴i̷n̵i̵s̸h̶i̸n̶g̵̵ t̴h̴i̵s̶,̵̷ n̵o̷w̸.”
Frisk leaped over another cyan tendril, readying a slash, before a black tendril shot out of the darkness, shooting through her middle, tearing through her abdomen. The tendril stopped its trajectory at the wall, where it held the impaled Frisk.
Her SOUL turned blue, and appeared beside Gaster as he raised one of his own hands, the cyan and orange tendrils disappearing as his disembodied hands flashed red, and a scarlet bubble-like shield appeared around Jet and Silver, forcing them to become immobile within.
“O̸u̷r̵̷ m̷e̶e̶t̸i̸n̴g̵̴ i̶s̶̴ c̵o̶n̴c̵l̷u̷d̷e̸d̶.” With that, Gaster’s hand enveloped the pulsing red heart, and Frisk disappeared.

*You attempt to CONTINUE.
*You can’t reach your save file.
*You attempt to RESET.
*̸You̵ fai̴l.
*̶Y̵ou̶r̶ t̸i̶m̷e ̸o̴f ̵e̶x̸is̵t̵e̵n̸c̵e̴̷ h̴a̴s ̷en̸d̵e̷d̵.

 

[Pro Hero Dekiru]

Jet
Snowdin

Jet watched as the white hedgehog appeared. As a long-time fan, he immediately recognized the character, but said nothing. This was all too unrealistic. Then again, who was he to talk? He came from a world of a select few who could manipulate the Elements, one of which was himself. But that was the norm for him. But these guys; they came from video games. He didn't. Or did he? His mind started to wander. What if he wasn't real too? What is somewhere, out in the multiverse, a group of people were pulling the strings on his life, like a group of individuals in a roleplay discussion thread? What if there were so many universes brought together, and all of this tragedy being created by a group of people who need something to do? What if this was all just a game?
Then he shook it off, as that thought was insane.

Jet then attempted to charge, noticing the tendrils in his way.
"No way this'll work," he thought, as he ran directly through an orange one.
Surprised, he came to a complete stop as a cyan one shot through him.
So this was real. Jet kept running, his armor building as he got higher. As he reached the top of the steps, Jet was wearing shoulder pads, joint armor, plates for the front of his lower legs and his forearms, a chest piece, and pads for the back of his gloves. Jet was greeted with a horrifying sight as the small child was impaled by a black tendril.
"NO!" he yelled, about to fling his blade at the figure.
But he was stopped by a strange orb, and he
Jet watched at the figure vanished with the kid's glowing, red, essence of life.
Once he was free, he ran over to the kid's lifeless body. He held the small child, hefting them up as he turned to Silver.
"What the hell just happened?"

 

[Mechanist Gamma]

Underground
Silver's eyes opened wide. The snow was suddenly above him, and before he could react he was buried under his own barrage. By the time he had flown up... the kid was gone. Silver floated to the air, utter shock on his face, as he fell to his knees. "What... Who was that? I thought I... I thought I could..."
"SILVER!"
Blaze the Cat ran over, grabbing Silver's shoulders before he could fall into the snow. "What happened here? What did I...?" Blaze then noticed the child. "...oh..."
"I... I could have saved her. I should have, but I got overconfident and-"
"Silver, snap out of it! We can still save her." Blaze shook Silver.
"Wait, what do you-"
"The Time Stone!"
Silver's eyes opened wide. "You're right! I couldn't save her in the present, but if I can get her out of here before that guy shows up...!" Silver pulled a glowing yellow gem out of seemingly nowhere, standing up. "Hey, uh, ninja guy! Do you want to help us go save that girl?"

Warzone
Keda shook his head. "No, I'm coming with you. I may not be as strong as you, but I can handle the infantry. You have to focus on the bigger foes."
The Nomad merely looked at Rex before shrugging. He didn't really WANT anything, just to keep the others safe. Though Rex had likely already seen his power, due to having been on the truck...

Specter's Fortress
"Gah!" Cut Man gasped as guns started firing at him. He created a large Rolling Cutter and slammed it into the wall, using it as both a shield and a grip. "I can't get close with these guns locking me down! Mind taking them out, bro?"

Cave
"He sounds like a great man. I wonder if we'll get to meet him?" Shantae wondered, leaning back.
"Hey, soldier! What are you two doing out here?" Tony asked, walking outside.
"Snake has a friend coming." Shantae replied. "Someone from his world, apparently. He told me about King Arthur while we were waiting."
"Think you might be able to try and get a look at the Castle from here?" Tony asked, looking at the sky. "Minimal cloud cover, low winds. Should be fine for a climb, right?"
"How about a flight instead?" Shantae stood up, doing a small dance before she transformed into a harpy, flying into the sky.
"...so, who's this friend?" Stark asked when Shantae was out of earshot.

Camelot Castle
"Summon? Oh no, I didn't summon them! My Pokemon usually stay in their Pokeballs to rest when they're not roaming around." Serena then realized she may not know what a Pokeball is. "Oh! See this small ball?" Serena pulled out an empty Pokeball. "I can use it to catch and store a variety of Pokemon. Though it creates a digital paradise for them, so it's a perfect place to rest after Pokemon Battles!"

Goldenwalk Robbery
"Is that really how things work here?" Nathan wondered. "X, Y. Scout the building for hostiles."
"We've got a crowd on the first floor. They're... leaving in trucks!" Y said. "Really reckless drivers, it looks like. I think we found your boss, Spider-Woman."

Fenrir Far East Branch
"Don't get up too quickly. You're still fairly banged up." Dr. Sakaki said, offering his arm to Rick. "If you want to get a look, I'll take you to the window." When Dr. Sakaki led Rick to the outer window, Rick saw a large, sprawling city contained within several heavy metal walls. Not much could be seen beyond the walls, but what was out there appeared to be several destroyed, collapsing skyscrapers.
Soma chuckled to himself. "Welcome to Earth, 2071. Where the world's gone to shit."

 

[Pro Hero Dekiru]

Jet
Underground

The ninja-in-training looked up, as someone new appeared.
"SILVER!"
He looked over as a new face entered the scene. Jet's jaw almost dropped.
"Blaze the Cat..." he muttered, too quiet to hear.
...
...
"Hey, uh, ninja guy! Do you want to help us go save that girl?"
Jet stood, looking down at... come on man, you know her name... Frisk's body.
He walked over to Silver and Blaze, attempting to comprehend what they had said.
"Y-yeah. Let's go."
He continued to shape his new armor as he walked, adding on ornaments and decorations. As he walked, his left eye began to glow, becoming beyond noticeable.

 

[Shen: King of Digimon]

Specter Fortress
Interior
1st floor

Caponek screeched as plasma was fired into it. Holes visible on it’s armor, a glowing orange substance could be seen under it. Though as Doomslayer was in physical contact with the spider, he felt a certain substance contact his suit. Suddenly, that substance began to glow. His body parts touching the Caponek’s hull lit up with the orange fiber, sticking to where Doomslayer has touched. It was hot like magma, searing at his armor and sticking like tar.

It was multi tasking, currently shooting at Elecman, pouring it’s molten ore onto Hiro, and trying to shake off a daring Flynn. While Flynn was stuck on the spider, it’s hind legs came up, glowing orange from the same type of energy he was stuck to. Threads had begun to emerge from them as they spun rapidly around him, dozens of orange fibers coming to wrap around him from all sides. He was getting trapped in a molten cocoon!


Name: Elecman
Location: Specter’s Fortress

Cutman was pinned down. He needed desperate help. Charging up a large sum of electricity, he focused both of his arms up at Canopek, his hands radiating with energy. He needed to be careful and accurate, as he didn’t want to hit Doomslayer, who made himself very much a hostage in this situation.

“I’ve got you Brother! Hyah!”

He sent a powerful stream of electricity down range, zapping the gun’s right off of Caponek’s legs facing Cutman, the open sockets sparking erratically. The spider had begun to back peddle further and further up the wall it was attached to, trying to distance itself from further attack whilst keeping it’s lava stream on Hiro, which looks like a mountain covered in magma, comellty obstructed from view.

All scarabs took note of hunter, Chief and Elecman, their eyes glowing red. Their backs split open, revealing a menacing pair of wings. They whirred as they had become airborne. All of their drills migrated to the front section of the small drones as they charged them, All combining to pelt them with their bodies. Elecman was too focused on helping Cutman by disabling the weapons to protect himself.


Name: Rex Raptor
Location: Marseilles Outskirts


Rex had absolutely no idea who this guy was, or why he was so silent. From all the personalities he’s seen today, his was unnerving because he didn’t know what it was. Rex groaned, looking to him in the eye.

“Who are you? Why’re you talkin’ to me?”

 

[comic]

Sans, Snake
Camelot Cave
Snake watched as Shantae transformed herself into a winged… thing, vaguely similar to her in appearance as it took off into the air with a push of the wings, and a gust of air. His brow furrowed at this. He’d seen a lot of strange things, but ever since he’d come here…
Snake rubbed his eyes. He wasn’t sure when the last time he’d slept had been. His mission back home… He’d already been awake for four hours. Everything back in that warzone, and in the labyrinths underground had to have been a few hours as well.
Now, here, another hour had passed. Snake wasn’t tired yet, but he wouldn’t say no to a nap. Until Tony spoke up, his words directed at Snake. The Soldier looked toward the Billionaire, his brow remaining furrowed. “A friend.” Snake replied simply. “He’s trustworthy.”

Spider-Gwen, Logan
Goldenwalk Robbery
“Crap! We gotta move! Windows are okay to break, they’re cheap! Especially right now!” Gwen called quickly, before shooting a web to a nearby wall, the web sticking to the side of a window, before she yanked on the web, using it to propel herself through the window.
Her feet smashed easily through the glass as her form sailed out of the building. Spinning another web, she used it to swing from the side of the building, swinging herself into the air to land on the top of the building.
Once there, she narrowed her eyes as she listened, searching for the exit point of the aforementioned trucks.

Rick Grimes
Fenrir Far East Branch
“World was already shit when I left it…” Rick frowned. 2071… What year had it been when… 2012. That was it. And it had been over eight years. 2020 or 2021. One of those years was correct from the world the man had left behind.
He still needed to find a way back, but he had no idea how he’d managed to get here. “What’s an ‘Origami’?” Rick asked, turning from the view to Dr. Sakaki, saying the name wrong again, as he wasn’t corrected earlier. “Undead, or… How different are they from walkers?”

Master Chief, Doomslayer
Specter’s Fortress
Flynn narrowed his eyes as the super heated orange tar engulfed his legs, intending on trapping him in place on its back. Like hell this thing could stop him. Pulling a small device out, the slayer pulled the pin, about to plunge the frag grenade into Caponek, when several threads of more of the orange tar wove themselves around his arms and torso, temporarily locking him in place.
Gritting his teeth, Flynn considered his options. He was being held in place by this tar with an active grenade in his hand. Looking about, his eyes looked again at the holes he’d created in the back of the spider.

The Doomslayer dropped the grenade purposefully from his hand, letting it fall as he tugged on his right leg, managing to tear it out of the tar on the mechanical spider’s back. As the grenade fell, Flynn brought his foot up, letting the frag fall past it, before bringing his foot down on top of the grenade with enough force to plunge it into one of the holes.
The moment it disappeared inside of Caponek, the grenade erupted with enough force to launch the Slayer back, the threads ripping from the force exerted. Flynn was flung into the air, still holding onto the plasma rifle, he aimed it at the spider before it even had a chance to recover, unloaded the rest of his clip on it, blasting more plasma on it.

Falling down, now, he looked down at the approaching magma that he would no doubt plunge into, save for the fact he was close enough to the gears. Reaching out his arm, Flynn grasped the spoke of a gear, managing to stop his decent with a hard jerk of his arm.
Hanging there over the lava for a moment, Flynn glanced down at his leg. The armor was blackened from the explosion, and… hell, it had honestly hurt a bit. He’d be favoring that leg for a while, undoubtedly.
Looking back up, Flynn was greeted by a Scarab as it attempted to stab his hand with a drill. Reaching up with his free hand, Flynn grabbed the Scarab, gripping tightly, crushing it in his hand before casually tossing it over his shoulder into the lava below as he climbed back onto the gear floor, weaponless.

Artemis, Dirk Strider
Camelot Castle
Artemis listened to Serena’s explanation, before blinking. “So… You summon them. They come forth at your will, yes? That would be summoning.” The Goddess stated, before narrowing her eyes, noticeably tensing. She’d felt it again. Ever since arriving, she’d been feeling the strange energy produced by the portal. It was getting stronger, however. Whatever was happening outside of Camelot was getting stronger. Sooner or later, she’d figure out what was happening.

W.D. Gaster
Underground
Gaster blinked slowly as he absorbed the SOUL, effectively killing Frisk’s physical self with this act, though she remained intact within her own SOUL. For now, at least. “I̸t̶’̷s̵ ̷b̶e̸e̶n̸ ̶a̴ ̶l̸o̸n̶g̴ ̸t̷i̷m̶e̷ ̶s̸i̶n̶c̶e̵ ̷I̴’̴v̵e̶ ̵b̶e̴e̸n̷ ̸t̵h̶i̵s̴ ̴a̵l̶i̴v̴e̶…̵” He muttered to himself, relishing the feeling of the determination coursing through his form. The job was far from over, however. He still had other items to collect. He had attained two pieces of his SOUL already. One-third of what he needed. Four pieces still existed somewhere else.
Despite his vast knowledge, the ‘Monster’ was stumped on two of the pieces in particular, unsure of where they could possibly be located. Though he could remember his old self having cherished two things in particular. Two objects that had been of great importance to him. The emotion almost disgusted the present Gaster. Emotions led to instability, which led to failure.

One of the items, was the DT Extractor. It had been a massive project that he and Alphys had built. The two of them had worked very hard on it together, and bonded. Gaster viewed her as his own before his departure. Of course, she meant nothing to him now, but a piece of his SOUL had undoubtedly attached itself to the machine in the True Lab.
The second item was undoubtedly Asgore’s current crown. Asgore had lost his original in a near-fatal battle in the old war, before the monsters were cast underground. Gaster had furnished a new one for his old friend. Asgore had always complained his old one was too grand, and distracted viewers from his ‘majestic beard’, as he once put it. Nevertheless, Asgore had been saddened by the loss of his old crown, as it had belonged to his father, and his father before him.
So, Gaster had made Asgore a new crown, a simple one, but one that managed to fit nicely between the King’s horns. Gaster had put time and effort into it, at one point, truly caring for his friend. Asgore had been very thankful and appreciative of Gaster’s efforts.
Another bond the previous royal scientist had attained through his previous life. That was the other location.
But as for the last two SOUL fragments… Gaster remained stumped. He’d need to look into it more. Figure out what could possibly hold pieces of his SOUL.

He looked up from his hand at the other individuals. “S̴p̴a̸c̵e̵.̸ ̶T̷i̸m̶e̶.̵ ̶D̶e̵a̴t̸h̷.̷ ̶Y̷o̵u̴r̴ ̴p̸o̶w̷e̵r̴ ̴o̸v̶e̶r̶ ̶t̵h̸e̸m̶ ̷a̵r̵e̴ ̶w̵e̴a̷k̵.̵ ̴Y̶o̷u̵r̸ ̶g̶r̴a̷s̴p̶ ̵o̸f̸ ̴t̶h̴e̸i̷r̷ ̴c̵o̶n̶c̵e̵p̷t̸s̴ ̶a̵r̶e̴ ̴u̴n̵d̴e̵r̴d̴e̶v̶e̵l̶o̸p̴e̸d̸.̸” He began to approach the group. “I̶t̸ ̵d̷o̵e̷s̶ ̴n̴o̵t̴ ̸m̷a̸t̴t̶e̵r̸ ̷w̵h̶e̵n̵ ̶a̴n̸d̶ ̷w̸h̴e̶r̶e̴ ̷y̷o̸u̸ ̶c̷o̵m̵e̸ ̸f̶r̵o̵m̶.̵ ̷I̴ ̵w̵i̷l̴l̷ ̴b̶e̵ ̸t̷h̶e̴r̴e̷.̴ ̶I̷ ̷a̸m̴ ̵a̷ ̸m̷a̶s̸t̷e̴r̷ ̶o̴f̴ ̸t̸i̸m̴e̴.̴ ̵O̷f̵ ̴s̵p̸a̵c̴e̸.̴ ̷A̵n̴d̸ ̶o̵f̴ ̶d̸e̵a̵t̸h̷.̶”
His twisted grin widened, his only visible pupil flashing red. “I̷̠̮͂ ̵̜̮̐H̵͈̩̆A̵̢͎̍V̴̰͎͘E̷͚͂ ̵̗̀C̸̟̒͌O̸̳̾́M̶̺͙͝P̷̭̲̆Ľ̷͇̻Ẻ̷̩̩̓T̵͉͈͝E̶̳͊́ ̴̢̼̑C̷̯̈Ő̸͕N̸̗̹̈́͗T̷̡̞̏R̸͇̖̓̊O̸͛̒͜L̷̙̀̓.”

 

[Mokko]

Papyrus
Wastelands
“NYEH? YOU REQUIRE MY ASSISTANCE?” Papyrus asked, a tad confused as he itched his collarbone. His face brightened suddenly as realization set in. “WOWIE! I’D BE HAPPY TO HELP! IN FACT, I LOVE HELPING OTHERS! JUST LAST MONTH, I HELPED A VERY AGGRESSIVE LIBRARY OWNER WITH A SIGN! NYEHEHE! ER, WHAT EXACTLY DO YOU NEED MY HELP WITH, ROBOTIC MONSTER? IF IT’S A PASTA RELATED ISSUE, MY ADVICE WOULD BE TO SPRINKLE SOME PARMESAN ON TOP OF THE SAUCE TO ADD MORE FLAVOR!”

Clearly, the skeleton was interested in assisting Z, but was at the same time clueless to what the latter was asking of him.

Dagda
Deep Within the Forest
As unfortunate as reality was, Dagda was forced to accept that this forest likely had no inhabitants. He’d gone deeper in to see if, perhaps, luck would be on his side, but that wasn’t the case. He needed to look for a different area, like a desert, open fields, something- either that, or he needed to discover whether this forest actually did have people, just elusive ones.

And even if he did find any locals, there was little guarantee that they’d be able to magically conjure up a map to get him and Nanashi out of this wretched place.

He soon came across the pile of boulders Nanashi had mentioned earlier. It appeared to be some sort of landmark, but the type of which he was unfamiliar with. A pile of dusty boulders didn’t exactly scream sacred, so he figured it was just a regular old pile of boulders. Still, there was no point in not checking out such a random patch of land. For all he knew, it contained some secret.

And the best way to uncover something’s secrets was to either explore it, or destroy it. He began to walk in a circle around the boulders. No entrance or indication of it being a cave. He approached the largest boulder, and drew back his fist, before striking the stone. He pulled his hand back, and for a moment, nothing happened. Then, the stone shattered, the shards appearing to corrode by the second. The boulders nearby also began breaking down into nothingness, and Dagda watched the destruction with interest, specifically looking for a blue shard in the mixture, but he didn’t spot one. Not yet, anyways.

Nanashi
Forest
Nanashi eventually reached a decently sized clearing, but didn’t leave the natural curtain of vines that shielded him from vision- mostly. Gryphon hadn’t been lying, there was a guy standing near the clearing’s center.

He appeared to be addressing someone, and upon glancing over, Nanashi cour see several other characters nearby, but didn’t bother studying their appearances yet.

This person was part of a group, no doubt. And even after seeing them all, he could sense another presense, and nearly leapt when he saw a spade marking the soil, like the kind you’d see on a playing card. Judging from the spade’s position, it had been thrown from...

Yes, that spot in the brush. Someone else was there, scouting out the other arrivals.

Man, this was a mess. He began to think about how he’d screwed up this badly, trapping himself, Dagda, his demons, and whatever damned demon from that horde had managed to get itself sucked in as well.

Tokyo (Flashback)
“YOU LOOK TASTY,” a Wendigo roared, approaching Nanashi and his friends. Nanashi’s group consisted of his allies- Asahi, Gaston, Navarre, Toki, and Halelujah. They were all usually pretty helpful when it came to performing quests and slaying hostile demons- but this time around, things were a little bit different.

Behind the Wendigo was a horde of demons called Naga, which were large creatures that resembled a mixture of snakes, dragons, and humanoids. They all carried spears, tridents, or even lances. They were, overall, very deadly demons.

Suddenly, the Naga began to strike their weaponry together, blue sparks emitting from each strike. Nanashi quickly summoned Gryphon from the demon compendium, who’s back he climbed upon. Blue beams began to rise from the pavement of Tokyo, forming a jail cell around Nanashi’s comrades. He grit his teeth, having not been expecting a tactic like that. His allies didn’t even have enough room to summon any demons to help them out.

The only solution he really saw was to take out the horde, as they were no doubt trying to make Nanashi and co their next meal.

Gryphon swooped, grabbing two of the Naga by the head and bashing them together with its strong talons as Nanashi jumped away, leaping toward the Wendigo. He drew his gun, shooting the massive beast right in the leg, and it roared in agony as it lowered its beefy hands to cover its wound. Nanashi was about to draw his blade and decapitate the foul creature, but then, the most curious thing happened. When he landed on the ground, he noticed a faint blue glow- leftover energy from the Naga’s imprisoning attack? No, it couldn’t be. This glow was... darker, perhaps? He knelt, and discovered that a small blue shard was giving off the illumination.

Skeptical, he scooped it up, but didn’t get a very long time to examine it. A large void tore open beneath Nanashi, the Naga all scattering. Nanashi and the Wendigo didn’t move fast enough, both of them being swallowed by the huge vacuum the portal created. In the blink of an eye, they were gone, along with the portal.

“Well...” one of the Naga said, its deep and gravelly voice filling the ears of Nanashi’s friends. “The orchestator of our attack may be gone, but we captured a few morsels. Still, it’s a shame. Eating humans never appealed much to our race, but there’s not many opions nowadays.”

Asahi swallowed, backing up as the other drew weapons. The blue beams vanished as all of the Naga raised their weapons, ready for a full fledged slaughter.

“On your guard!” Gaston yelled, thrusting his lance at one of the demons.

Noah
Virtual World
As he began his usual walk through the virtual world’s ‘Plains’ district, Noah began to feel a strange stinging sensation in his head. At first, it was nothing more than a painless headache, but the stinging sensation only grew more bothersome, until it was painful.

It felt like he was actually being stabbed. Images of Gozaburo and Seto Kaiba began to flicker in his eyes, along with dark spots, indicating that he wad about to fall unconcious. No, this couldn’t be. Either he was ill, or someone had hacked the entire system... the former wasn’t possible, currently, but the latter...

Wait, had they really done it? Had his Duel Monsters repaired his body? He didn’t have time to ask, as he was alreay halfway to unconciousness. He collapsed on the virtual grass.

Fort Noah
“Noah! He’s waking up!” a cliche mechanical voice exclaimed, accompanied by a light whirring sound. Noah slowly opened his eyes, a numbness spread throughout his entire body. He was... tired, perhaps?

When he finally fully regained conciousness, Noah realized what must have happened. His earlier prediction had, indeed, been correct- he was waking up. This would have been a lot more exciting if he didn’t think that this was just another section of the virtual reality program, but he was excited, nonetheless. A breathing tube that he hadn’t even noticed was removed from his face, and he sat up to see two of his duel monsters- Ancient Gear Knight, and Drillago, both machine type monsters.

“It appears you woke up without any negative side effects,” Ancient Gear Knight said, a hint of joy in his voice.

“Perfect... perfect,” Noah grinned. “Are the devices ready?”

“Indeed, sir, they are,” Drillago gestured to a metal table nearby, and on top of it were two devices. Each was about the size of a keyboard, and contained outlines of card spaces, one for every area on a duel monster’s field. Five monster card slots, five spell and trap card zones, a graveyard, an area to place ‘removed from play’ cards, and a field spell spot. It was perfect.

“Thank you, my monsters,” Noah said, and made an attempt to stand. He was very confused- why did he feel so dizzy, and why did his body still feel so weak? Was it really due to waking up after such a long slumber? Was it a side effect from spending so much time in the first level of the virtual world? He didn’t know, and frankly, he thought Gozaburo must have put a lot of effort into this game.

He nearly fell on his way to the counter, arms and legs half asleep and tingling with pins and needles. He picked up both of the devices, and turned to the two machine monsters, smiling.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go and find a new AI.”

Little did Noah know that he was near civilization- just a little bit east, across a steep hill, sat a castle.