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Started May 06, 2020 by @chaos_generator_13 language

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(Aight nevermind, I'll do it. Hope you're okay with how I attempted to have our characters all in the same universe, if not then we can redo it. Also I kept the city they appear in ambiguous bc I thought it'd be cool to see them either in NY with all of the Avengers that we've got, but Paris(?) with Ladybug and Cat Noir could work too. Whatever you prefer! Sorry for the long post, had a lot to write lol. Iida will be introduced later I guess.)

Link and Zelda were taking a break from traveling and world-saving. The two were currently enjoying the woods near Hateno Village. "No–Zelda, you do it like this," Link said, demonstrating once again the proper way to swing a sword. The princess–EX-princess, Link corrected himself–had wanted to learn how to fight. Link had been hesitant at first, but Zelda was persistent and, well…here they were.

"Ah, right. Sorry." Zeda adjusted her stance with a sheepish look on her face.

"You don't need to apologize, everyone makes mistakes when they're starting out," Link assured.

"Except for you, of course."

Link made a face. "Come on, I'm sure I messed up plenty of times. I just don't remember. Go ahead and swing now," he added. Zelda nodded, brought the sword back, and swung with all her might–

–Then disappeared into a strange blue circle that appeared at the last second. "PRINCESS!" Link exclaimed, running in after her without a thought for his own safety. His sword and shield were in his hands before he even hit the strange object. When the hero got to the other side, he nearly tripped into a strange, fast-moving object that appeared to have a person inside. "What the–"

"Link!" Link whirled around and was relieved to see Zelda safe and sound, though she looked extremely confused. "What…just happened?"

Link frowned. "I don't know, but I'm glad you're alright." He pulled out his Sheikah Slate to check their location. The map wasn't even there anymore, just a blue and black grid. "…I don't think we're in Hyrule anymore, Zelda."

~~

The sun shone brightly on New Bark Town, where two friends were meeting up for the first time in a while. "Silver! What's up?" Gold asked, trying to give the redheaded boy a friendly hug. Silver stepped to the side, causing Gold to stumble a bit.

"Please don't," he said, but the corner of his mouth twitched upwards. "It's nice to see you, though."

"Silverrrr," Gold whined, "I just wanted to give you a hug! Uh. No homo, though."

"Gold. You came out as bisexual to me three months ago."

The raven-haired boy crossed his arms. "And? Just 'cause I'm bi doesn't mean I'm into you," he insisted, and though Silver didn't catch it, there was the slightest tinge of pink on his cheeks.

An awkward moment passed between the two of them before Silver broke it by asking, "Wasn't there something you wanted to show me?"

"Huh? Oh! Yeah! I found this awesome spot in the forest. It's super far away from town and it's pretty big. I figured it'd be a great spot to train together, and since you're all 'I'm gonna be the toughest Pokemon trainer around' I thought you might be interested. Let's go!" And with that, Gold took off. Silver rolled his eyes and ran after his friend. He could be so headstrong at times…

By the time they got there, both Gold and Silver were out of breath. "This is…this is the spot!" Gold panted, sitting down. "Can we take a breather first?"

"Sure," Silver agreed, windes as well. He crossed his arms behind his neck so that he didn't get a cramp. That had been quite the jog. Silver's eyes wandered around the area. It was a nice clearing, with one single pine tree in the center. The needles and the grass would make the ground softer if one were to fall onto it, and it didn't seem like there were any wild Pokemon nesting in the spot. When he returned his gaze to Gold, he found his friend making a face that could be equated to telling someone their parents had died. "Is something wrong?" he asked. Gold almost jumped out of his skin, and Silver mentally cringed at the fact that he found that kind of cute.

"Huh?! Oh–oh, it's n-nothing at all! Don't worry about it!" Gold exclaimed, his expression changing to embarrassed. He stood up and stretched. "Uh, let's get into training!"

"Alri–" Silver stopped abruptly, noticing something strange behind Gold. That sure as hell hadn't been here before. "Gold, turn around."

Gold laughed. "What're you gonna try and pull, Silver? I can see right through you–"

"Just do it, you idiot!"

"Fine, fine…What the fuck?!" Gold's eyes went wide, then a grin spread across his face. He grabbed Silver's wrist and ran towards it. "Let's check it out! Looks like a portal or something!" he shouted. Silver was too surprised to do the logical thing and pull away from his stupid friend, so through the strange portal they went.

The change of scenery was jarring, to say the least. Instead of the grassy clearing that they were in before, Gold and Silver found themselves in an unfamiliar city. The noises of cars, people, and creatures that weren't Pokemon–excuse me, what the fuck–were accompanied by the gurgling of a fountain that Gold had tripped into the second Silver gathered his wits enough to break his grip. As his friend pulled himself, dripping wet, out of his predicament, Silver scanned the area for any threats. The portal had vanished, but he couldn't see anything else that would be bad news…for the moment.

(tl;dr Link and Zelda are near a street and Link almost got hit by a car, Gold and Silver are near a fountain. Both groups are confused)

Sherlock ducked under the bright yellow police tape with a fuming John Watson behind him. He could literally hear him cursing, even if his companion wasn’t doing said thing.

“Bloody hell, Sherlock! Do you have any idea what you just did!? You just pissed off at least half of Scotland Yard! Lestrade included! Do you really think after tonight, they’ll let you help with cases?” John said as he tried to keep up with his friend’s long strides.

Sherlock rolled his eyes and adjusted his blue scarf. “Scotland Yard is nothing without me. Lestrade will be begging for my help in no time. He’ll be letting me help with the cases he and his team can’t solve in a couple of weeks, or in a month at the very least. This has happened before, John.”

John snorted. “As if. Greg wouldn’t beg for your help. You on the other hand, you’d probably annoy the poor man to let you help with the cases. Because I know you. You get extremely bored without a interesting case, which leads you shooting the poor wall or getting another drug overdose!”

The two man walked through the streets of London heading to 221B Baker Street. They passed a Chinese restaurant and John stopped in his tracks. Sherlock started talking to John, but stopped when he noticed he wasn’t responding. He looked to his side and noticed John was there anymore. He stopped and looked around and finally spotted him near the Chinese restaurant. Sherlock sighed and made his way over to John.

“John, it’s late. I’m tried, surprisingly enough, and I just want to go home. We can eat something in the morning. Perhaps Mrs. Hudson would be nice enough to make us some breakfast or—“

John had stopped him by putting a hand in the air. “Sherlock, look.” John said as he indicated to a swirly portal looking thing that was standing three feet away from them. “What is that?” John asked.

“What the hell?” Sherlock blinked and rubbed his eyes. “Are. . we. . “ Sherlock spun around, trying to find the cause why they were seeing that portal. It could be a gas, like back at Baskerville when they saw that hound. When he saw nothing he looked back at the portal. “Is that. . .a. . .what are those things called in those superheroes movies people like to watch?”

“Portals,” John responded. “Like the ones from Marvel. Like those yellow sparkly portals Doctor Strange makes.” John noticed Sherlock was giving him a quizzical look. “What? Do you really expect me to do nothing when you leave? I have to keep myself entertained. It just happens that my meaning of entertainment is watching Doctor Who and Marvel movies.” John said with a shrug.

John, being the curious man he was, started to walk towards the portal. Perhaps this was a special affect for a movie. Though, John didn’t see any cameras or actors anywhere. Sherlock cautiously followed John. As soon as John was only centimetres from the portal, the portal sucked him in.

“JOHN!” Sherlock screamed as he went through the portal, wanting to save his best friend. The portal closed on the side of London, but it opened somewhere else in the world.

John and Sherlock stumbled out of the portal and out into the middle of a park. Sherlock quickly looked around, and noticed they were no longer in London. One, it was extremely bright and sunny and second, he didn’t see the Big Ben or the London Eye anywhere. One thing he knew was that they were still in fact on earth. But he didn’t know where. Sherlock watched as a car went by and sighed.

“Sherlock, are you okay?” John asked.

Sherlock nodded and looked at John. “Yes, but where are we?”

“I have no idea,” John said as he looked around.

(TL;DR After John and Sherlock leave a crime scene, they start heading home. John notices a portal and John approaches the portal and is sucked in. Sherlock rushes in to save his friend from any danger. Then, they appear in a park, and both Sherlock and John are extremely confused.)

Gold wrung out his jacket, complaining loudly. Silver rolled his eyes. "You're not going to melt," he said. Gold pouted even more, then he noticed something.

"Whoa, Silver, look!" he exclaimed, pointing at a couple of people emerging from a portal like the one they'd come through. "We should talk to them!"

Silver shook his head. "Not a good idea. Who knows what they might want? Just because we're in the same situation doesn't mean we can trust them," he insisted.

"Or–hear me out, bro–we could help each other out! And if things go South, we're Dexholders, dude! We'll kick ass!"

Silver sighed. It didn't seem like Gold was going to be swayed, and he did have a point. "Fine, but we have to be cautious, alright?"

"Sweet, let's go!" Gold practically bounced over to the two men, while Silver shoved his hands in his pockets and walked like a normal person. "Hey! Scarf dude and sweater guy!" Though one would probably not take kindly to being called these, Gold's wide grin showed that he didn't mean any harm–or maybe he just didn't care. "We came through a portal too, and figured it'd be better if we hung out with you. Strength in numbers, y'know? Anyways, I'm Gold and this is Silver!" Silver nodded curtly, not even attempting to hide his mistrust. What happened to 'we have to be cautious'?

Sherlock had noticed the two teens walking towards them. Of course he had noticed. He was Sherlock bloody Holmes for lords sake! John had noticed them too, but that was only when they were only five feet away from them.

John turned to face Sherlock and gave him a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Sherlock, be nice to them. I don't want you to start deducing their life story. Understood?"

Sherlock pouted. "Yes, Jawn."

Saying that both men weren't surprised when one of the teens called them scarf dude and sweater guy would be a huge lie. Both John and Sherlock sighed. They had been called worse before, so this didn't really bother them. The pair weren't even able to say anything before the teen continued talking. Sherlock narrowed his eyes at the teens as one of them said that they had come through a portal too.

"I'm Sherlock Holmes and this is my friend and colleague John Watson," Sherlock said as Gold finished introducing himself and his little friend. John smiled at the teens and extended his hand so the boys could shake it.

Sherlock whipped out his phone from his coat and did a few various things. After a couple of seconds, he put his phone away. "Just as I suspected," Sherlock mumbled. "I can't send a text or call anyone. This is not good." Sherlock looked up and stared into the sky. He closed his eyes, and started thinking.

Though Gold was quick to shake John's hand, and with a "Nice to meetcha!" to boot, Silver hesitated for a moment before doing the same. They seemed okay, but then again…

"Neither of you would happen to know where we are, would you?" he asked. That would be the first thing they needed to figure out, the second being how to get back to where they came from. It something sketchy was going on, stopping the portals from opening more would be necessary too, but that was lower priority.

(Sorry, I've been busy with graduation stuff. Really, I am.)
Adrian and Marinette stood under an awning in front of an ice cream shop. Each held a cone while they talked through their treats
“It’s nice today.” Said the girl awkwardly, trying to keep her voice even.
Adrian nodded, casting a glance to the sky. “Think it’ll rain?” He asked playfully, gesturing to the clear, cloudless sky.
Marinette smiled and poked the boy on the shoulder. “Stupid.”
Suddenly, Adrian dropped his ice cream. ‘What is that?”
Marinette looked around, ready to dart off to change. A few meters from them stood a swirling disk, hanging in midair.
“Is that a portal?” she said incredulously.
Adrian rose. “I’m going to check it out.” The girl rose with him, and they approached the portal.
Reaching out, they extended their arms together. As one they touched it, disappearing in a flash.
~
Peter hung by his feet from the Daily Bulge presentation board, listening to yet another rant from Jameson.
‘I mean it. He’s a menace!” The man’s face was red with rage as he bellowed into the screen. ‘He take our hardworking police force and makes them look like chumps. I say we lock him up and throw away the key!”
The man shook his head. Ever since he became Spider man, this had been a constant in his life. JJ hating his guts. He kind of liked the consistency, although, he shuddered to think of how JJ would react if he found out that Spider man was his top photographer.
“Well, JJ. Looks like you’ll keep your main talking point for a while.”
His head buzzed. Spidey sense. He turned and looked above him. Nothing obvious.
Shrugging, he leaped from his perch into empty space, savoring the feeling of weightlessness. As he fell, he caught himself, now swinging from building to building. He kept an eye on the streets while he did his self-appointed rounds.
He glanced down on the streets of Queens, noting places that looked suspicious, gauging whether they were worth checking out. Most of the time they weren’t. The sight of him was usually enough to discourage mischief.
From the top of a building, he saw a flash of light in an alleyway. His head buzzed again.
Swinging down, he landed gracefully on the asphalt in front of the alley’s entrance.
From where he stood, he could see a large swirling disk hanging in midair. He knew enough that he saw a portal. Cautiously approaching it, he reached out. Before he could pull away, his Spidey Sense buzzed madly, enough to hurt.