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From his position in the air, Jamie could clearly see the busy streets of El Paso. Staring at the ground, he swooped low, scaring some pigeons.
“Nice day, huh Scarab?”
A warm buzzing in the back of his mind was the response. Jamie smiled.
As he flew around the city, watching, he thought about his new position.
The Justice League! The Flash and Wonder Woman herself had some to tell him they admired his hard work and strength.
His heart raced as he thought about it.
Again, he dived. As he hurtled towards the ground, a mass of swirling stuff popped to existence in from of him, only a few feet away. Banking hard, he tried to swerve. His vision faded in a flash.

John shook his head. “No idea. One moment me and Sherlock were in London, and then another moment we where going through a portal that brought us here. I wouldn’t worry to much, Sherlock should be able to tell us where we are any moment now.” He paused and turned to look at Sherlock. “Sherlock?”

“We can’t text or call anyone. And I highly doubt we can even use the Internet on our phones. Camera stills works, and pretty much any app that doesn’t need the Internet to function. Which if you think of it, isn’t many. Our phones are completely useless to us at the moment. And to where we are, well that’s easy to answer. Where in New York. In America.” Sherlock said.

John’s eyes widened and his jaw was threatening to drop. He took a deep breath, sighed, mumbled a few things and ran a hand through his hair. He was speechless. Really, he was. Why in the world would a portal, A PORTAL, take them to America? It made no sense.

“Well, what do we do now? Surely, you have a plan already in that brain of yours.”

“I don’t, John. For the first time in my life, I don’t know what to do.” Sherlock said sadly.
~~
Tony Stark and T’Challa stood outside of Doctor Strange’s Sanctum. When Tony was about to knock on the hard wooden door, the scenery started changing and the two men found themselves inside of the Sanctum with Doctor Strange standing in front of them.

“Stark.” His look turned to T’Challa. “Your Highness. To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”

“Can’t we just come to visit you and have a friendly chat, Dumbledore?”

“I’m afraid not. You’re here because you need something. I’d prefer if you hurry up and tell me what you need, because I’m extremely busy. Now, if you’re here to recruit me into your group of Avengers, you already know my answer, Tony.” Strange said as he crossed his arms.

T’Challa chuckled. This wasn’t the first time he saw Tony and the Doctor bicker. Though, this couldn’t really be called bickering. The Doctor went stiff as soon Tony started talking again. Something was wrong. Very wrong.

“Strange? Hey, you okay? Are you still with us?” Tony asked as he waved his hand in front of Stephen’s face.

The Doctor blinked and shook his head. “Something’s wrong. Not a interdimensional threat. Not yet at the very least. But if I don’t fix this, it could change the whole world as we know it.”

T’Challa and Tony looked at the Doctor confused. But they were even more confused when the Doctor ran out of the door. The men had no choice but to follow the Doctor.

Gold and Silver shared a glance. "Uh, what's an America?" Gold asked. Silver snorted.

"Not what, where," he corrected, though he was just as confused. "I've never heard of New York, either." And if their phones weren't working, his and Gold's Pokegears were probably out of commision as well.

~~

Tenya Iida was on a chase. He'd been grocery shopping when a group of criminals had burst out of a nearby bank with backpacks stuffed to overflowing with cash. One of the pro heroes that had been on the scene had granted him permission to pursue a fleeing robber, and that was exactly what he was doing. Tenya's shoes skidded against the pavement as he made a quick turn down an alley, the engines in his calves hard at work. But when he turned, the criminal was nowhere to be seen, just a strange swirling disk. Tenya frowned and cautiously approached the strange oval-shaped object. It seemed to be a portal of some kind. Did the villain create this? I didn't get a chance to see his quirk in action, he thought. The hero-in-training considered telling the heroes, but took into consideration the fact that they were occupied. Looks like I'll have to investigate. And with that, Tenya walked through the portal.

When he arrived on the other side, Tenya looked around. He saw some signs, but was puzzled by the fact that they appeared to be written in English rather than Japanese. "What on Earth…?" the boy asked no one in particular. Where exactly was he? Though Tenya didn't realize it, he was standing in front of Doctor Strange's Sanctem.

(Fun fact, I have always headcanoned Iida as bilingual since he's just That Guy, so that's part of the reason I chose him! Also because he's one of my favorites)

(Sorry, I'm not on the weekends.)

John looked surprised that neither teen had heard about America or New York. Who knows what they were teaching these teens.
"America is a country which is located in the Northen Hemisphere. Well, sorta. As for New York, it's one of America's many well known cities."

"Have the both of you been living under rocks? In what part of the world do you two live in, that America and New York aren't even talked about?" Sherlock asked.

“SHERLOCK!” John yelled at him as he gave him a deathly glare.
~~
"WHERE ARE YOU EVEN GOING!?" Tony yelled as he start catching up with the Doctor.

"There's a park nearby. All that weird energy is coming from there. If I can get rid of that energy fast, that'd be a good thing."

"Can't you slow down?" T'Challa asked.

"Absolutely not. I must get there as fast as possible," Stephen replied.

"Not this one, apparently," Silver replied, deadpan. Though some people would see the man as rude–Gold's face gave him reason to believe that his friend was 'some people'–Silver honestly appreciated his bluntness. Gold, on the other hand, looked somewhere between shocked and offended.

"First of all, rude–"

"Gold."

"Secondly, what do you mean, 'Not this one', Silv?" He gestured around them. "I mean, yeah, it's definitely nowhere in Johto, but it's not that weird, right?"

Silver sighed. "Look around, Gold. There aren't any Pokemon anywhere–other creatures, yes, but they certainly don't look familiar to me. And I mean, it's weird, but it would make the most sense to me."

Gold just looked more confused. "You sure you haven't been watching too many movies again?"

"Nope." He reached into his pocket and drew out a pokeball. He looked up at the men. "In case either of you think I'm crazy too. I'm guessing this looks strange to you two, but it's pretty common where we're from. It's called a pokeball."

John looked at the pokeball. For some reason, it looked a bit familiar. So were the terms pokeman and pokeball. He tried remembering why they sounded familiar. The detective looked at the boys as if they were aliens. He had no idea what was going on. He swore to whatever god might be out there, that he would kill Mycroft if this, whatever this was turned out to be a prank of some sort.

"Oh!" John exclaimed after a couple of moments of complete silence. "Those pokeballs, as you call them are things some kids are buying these days, alongside with the plushies, the figurines and the actual card game. Dedication to the show, I guess."

"Okay, look, I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore. This is ridiculously stupid. Almost as ridiculous as these teens and their pokeball. Am I the only one who sees that? Sherlock paused and looked at John. "How much is Mycroft paying you and these teens for you three to do this?" Sherlock asked.

"Sherlock, Mycroft isn't paying us nothing. Your brother has nothing to do with this. You're scared, and so am I, but you being paranoid isn't going to help us. I need you to be sane, well as sane as you can be. Alright?"

Sherlock only nodded and whimpered as he sat down on a bench. Sherlock looked like a lost puppy, and it physically hurt John to see his friend like this. He turned to the teens. "Please do forgive him. He can be an arsehole and he can be rude most of the time and well, he's not the most civil person you'll ever meet. But that's just how he is. He really didn't mean what he just said. He tends to say hurtful things to people when he's angry or just plain scared."

Silver frowned at John's statement–show, card game? That was new. "Show?" he asked. He was ready to show the two men that whatever kind of toy they thought his pokeball was, they were mistaken, but Gold caught his eye with a quick shake of his head that Silver nearly missed. Thankfully, the two detectives' attention was on each other at the moment and Silver got his friend's point: He's scared enough already, this won't help. As much of an idiot as he may have seemed, Gold was better at picking up social cues than Silver ever would admit out loud. He put the object back into his pocket and nodded when John explained. Wow, that sounded familiar. "It's fine, I understand," he replied.

"We've got this, dude!" Gold exclaimed, ever optimistic. "You guys seem to at least know about this place, so maybe you can think of somewhere we can go to get help?"

“Well, I think that at the moment it’s best if we avoid the authorities. We can’t exactly waltz into the police station and say that we came out of portals and that we need help. They’ll think we’re crazy, call security to take us out of the police station, and perhaps even make sure we’re not allowed in there.” John said as he sat besides his friend. “Though I’m sure there’s someone out there who can help us. We just need to look around.”
~~
“Can’t you just make a portal?” The voice of Tony Stark said.

That made Stephen stop in his tracks. He turned around and saw that T’Challa and Tony where at the very least five feet away from him. He blinked and tilted his head.

The playboy repeated his question. “Can’t you just make a portal?”
Stephen stood still and said nothing. Nor did he move. Tony was starting to worry, but then the sorcerer did something Tony wasn’t expecting.

“Why did I not think of that?” Stephen asked to himself.

“Because you’re an idiot?” Tony said.

Stephen glared at the man but did what Tony said. He made a portal. The other two approached Stephen the moment he went into the portal. The others did the same. A moment later they were on the other side, a couple feet away from the two teens and the detectives.
~~-
Bats, Stephen’s ghost dog was wandering around the sanctum when he spotted Tenya outside. Cautiously, but curiously, the ghost dog approached the subject, not knowing that there was a chance the person wouldn’t even be able to see him. He woofed, hoping to get the attention of the person.

Silver crossed his arms. The man was right, but it was frustrating nonetheless. Gold had decided to literally look around, eyes scanning one direction with scrutiny. Of course, he was facing entirely the wrong way when the other portal opened. Silver started and nudged his friend. "Hey," he said, not taking his eyes off of one man in particular. The man in the cape had made some strange motion with his hands and something told the teenager that he had been responsible for the orange portal. Maybe the portal that he and Gold had come through was blue, not orange, but perhaps this stranger knew something.

"Whoa–hey, maybe they can help!" Gold exclaimed. "Heyy!!" Before he could run over to them, Silver grabbed him by the arm.

"Arceus, you have the self-preservation instincts of a hatchling Togepi," Silver muttered, but it was undoubtedly too late. How could the three strangers have missed that?

~~~

Tenya noticed the dog and sighed. He sat down, then smiled at the creature. "Hello," he said–though it should be noted that at this point, he was speaking in Japanese. "You wouldn't have happened to see a criminal escape near here, would you?" he asked, keenly aware of the fact that talking to a dog would get him nowhere, but he was lost anyway. The hero-in-training went to scratch the dog behind the ears, but was surprised to see his hand pass right through its head. What…? Tenya thought, drawing his hand back. He knitted his eyebrows in confusion.

(I didn't know if Tenya would actually be able to see Bats, but I figured it was worth reacting to. He's never really interacted with ghosts or anything of the sort in canon, so if he shouldn't be able to see him then let me know and disregard that bit lol)

(Everyone has the ability to see Bats. It's really cool. I'm not sure how it actually works, but I'd rather not do research about it right now. I'd have through hundreds of comics just to get to the bottom of it.)

Bats shook his head, only understanding half of what the boy had said. Bats giggled when the boy's hand went right through him. He made his way to the steps and sat down. "I'm pretty sure you're lost. Why don't you wait til my owner returns? I'm sure he'd be able to help you." Bats said. In actual English. Not just woofs and barks. English
~~
John narrowed his eyes at the newcomers who were a couple of feet away from them. Something about them seemed extremely familiar. Especially the one who was wearing some sort of blue robe abd a red cape. No. It's a cloak, not a cape. He thought. He looked at Sherlock who was also looking at the newcomers. Probably deducing their life story.

"Why do they look so fam–"

John was inturrupted by Sherlock who had gotten up and grabbed his hand. John immediately stood up and looked at Sherlock. Sherlock started walking slowly towards the three new people.

"Sherlock, let go of me! I can walk by myself, y'know!"

"I know, John." Sherlock said as he let go of his hand, and stopped walking. He slowly, and oh ever so dramatically turned around to face John. He was greeted with a pout. A pout so bloody perfect that it had made John feel a bit guilty. Guilty of what? Who knows. John sighed and mumbled alright. The consulting detective smiled and grabbed his friend's hand once again.

Tony Stark was the first to spot them. He saw how one of them was going to make their way to them, but was stopped by who he guessed was his friend. T'Challa, Stephen and Tony observed the two men that were making their way to them. They watched how they interacted, and one of the three men commented that the interaction was sickingly cute.

T'Challa observed all of them. Well, more like he observed the one with the grayish-brownish-yellowish hair. He looked extremely like Everett, which surprised him. A lot. He came to the conclusion, that that man must be Everett's Doppelgänger. The tall man with the curly hair next to Everett's Doppelgänger looked a lot like Doctor Strange. Tony, apperantly had noticed that too, and was grining non-stop. Said Doctor sighed and shook his head as the collar of his cloak put itself up. No doubt it was trying to make it's owner look cool.

Jamie landed roughly on the New York streets. A lay a few moments, dazed.
Down the street he saw a group of people gathering. One boy reached out to touch another, and his hand went right through him.
"We're not in Texas anymore, Scarab." He murmered to himself. Cautiously, Jamie approached the group. A man in a thick, Luxurious cape turned to face him as he came closer.
"Where am I?" The Blue Beetle asked. "What was that thing I came through?"

(Tenya didn't try to touch another dude, he's at the Sanctem separate from everyone else)

Tenya realized that the dog was not only speaking, it was speaking English. This wasn't good. "My apologies, I thought I was still in Japan," he said, this time in English. "You're right, though, I am lost. Is your owner with the local police department?" He still hadn't forgotten about the criminal that had gotten away, but Tenya was starting to doubt that he'd gone through the portal at all.

~~

Silver sighed, but Gold's puppy-Growlithe eyes were too powerful. "Fine," he huffed, letting go of Gold and walking over to the strangers as well. He didn't take his eyes off of them for a minute, glaring all the while. He was trying to be intimidating, but he actually looked like an edgy teenager that got lost on the way to Hot Topic and was about to lecture them on how it wasn't a phase, mom.

Gold, on the other hand, approached them with a grin and a wave. "Yo!" he greeted. Silver huffed. If things went South…well, at least they had their Pokemon.

~~

Link and Zelda finally approached an area that looked like some kind of park. There were still quite a few people around, but the two took refuge in the shade of an oak tree for now. Other than odd stares and the occasional compliment on their "cost-plays", whatever that meant, people mostly just minded their own business. They had a moment of peace to discuss the strange place they had found themselves in.

When three men walked through some kind of hole in the air–different than the one they had came through but similar too–the two of them shared a glance. "Think we should ask them?" Link asked. Zelda nodded.

"Be careful, Link," she warned. Link just grinned.

"You ask too much of me," he joked, helping her up. Link and Zelda approached the group near the fountain, the hero taking the lead and keeping the princess behind his body. It was almost an instinct to put himself between her and any possible threat at this point.

From his new perch on a high wall, Spidey stared in confusion at Mr. Stark and Strange. Wasn't he already in new New York? Why waste some sort of portal just to take him 100 feet?
Peter leaped to the ground gracefully.
"Mr. Stark, what's going on?" The young man looked at Tony trustingly. "I jumped into a portal, then… came out 100 feet away."

“It’s all right. Japan, huh? Isn’t that on the other side of the world?” Bats paused and shook his head once again. “No, he’s not with the local police department. That’s not really his area. His more of a save-the-universe-with-my-magic kind of guy.”
~~
Stephen looked at the Blue Beetle and then at the other people who where starting to approach them. “You’re in New York and what you just came through is called a portal.” He paused and looked at Tony who just shrugged. “What I would like to know is why you’re here. You’re clearly not from this universe.” He started inspecting the other people. “None of you are. So why are you all here?”

Tony turned to look at Peter who had oh ever so gracefully leaped to the ground. “Kid, I have no absolute idea. One moment I was at Strange’s place with T’Challa here, and then, all of sudden, Strange started running out the door, saying he felt a great disturbance. As for the portal part, I also have no idea. I’m clueless here.” He then turned to Stephen. “Isn’t it obvious, Dumbledore? They obviously want something with earth. Our earth. I swear, if they end up wanting to take over the earth I’m going to punch someone.”

“Don’t jump to conclusions, Stark. They don’t have powers, well not most of them.” Stephen said as he glared at Tony.

“So, they’re harmless?” T’Challa asked.

“Not exactly. They might not pose a threat to us, or to the Avengers, but that doesn't mean they aren’t capable of hurting someone.”

John’s eyes widened the moment he saw Spider-Man appear and his eyes widened even more when he heard the man in the red cloak say Avengers. Okay, he was completely certain that the people in front of them were no other than Spider-Man, Iron Man, Doctor Strange and Black Panther. He was confused, very confused. He glanced at Sherlock, who looked more than confused.

“Avengers? As in the superhero group?” John asked.

Stephen, T’Challa and Tony were surprised. Stephen narrowed his eyes at the short man. How would a person from another universe hear about the Avengers? Unless. . . . no, that was impossible. Stephen discarded that idea and turned to look at the other two, who looked just as surprised as him.

"It would depend on where we are," Tenya replied, "I'm assuming we're in America, so yes." When the dog said that his owner wasn't with the police but rather some kind of magic-user, that raised some questions. "Magic?" That would certainly be an odd way of referring to someone's quirk. Had he traveled back in time as well?

~~

Gold put his hands up in the air in a mock-surrender. "Whoa, dude. We don't wanna take over anything, and we don't wanna hurt anyone," he assured 'Stark'. Silver nodded, not letting his glare down. Meeting hostility with more hostility was something he was used to, and until the strangers proved not to be a threat, he would keep it up.

"If we knew why we were here, we'd tell you," Link cut in, crossing his arms. He was keenly aware of how many people were in the area and how if this turned out badly that it would not end well for the princess and himself, but he continued anyway. "I don't know about the rest of you, but we didn't come here on purpose. We don't know why we're here and honestly, we just want to go home." He looked around the group after finishing. Behind him, Zelda assessed the people in front of him, curiosity glinting in her green eyes. She wanted to know where they had come from as well, but stayed quiet for the time being. Link had said everything well(if someone had said that to her 100 years ago, she would have thought they were insane) and she really didn't have anything to add.

Tony decided to speak, because neither Stephen nor T’Challa were speaking. “Yes, a superhero group. If you’re not from here, how have you heard about the Avengers?”

“Well, you guys, are kinda. . .” John trailed off.

“Fictional. You’re fictional characters in our universe. Used in books, comic books and movies. Or at least, that’s what John says.” Sherlock said, as he crossed his arms.

“Yeah, what he said.”

Stephen blinked. “Fictional characters? Well, that’s certainly interestin—“

Stephen was interrupted by Tony who’s eyes suddenly widened. “Wait a moment! I know who they are!”

“You do?” T’Challa asked.

“Uh, not them,” he said indicating to the rest of the group. “Just them.” He pointed to John and Sherlock. “They’re from that show Steve likes to watch. The detective and the blogger. Uh, what were their names? Oh, Sherlock Holmes and John Watson.”

If Stephen was drinking tea, he surely would’ve spit it out. This was turning crazier by the moment. He sighed and shook his head. “Let me get this straight, none of you had any intention of coming here. Correct?”

~~
Bats nodded. “Yeah, magic. It’s common around here. He has to deal with bad guys using magic. Usually evil sorcerers and stuff like that. He also has to deal with stuff like inter-dimensional threats, making sure the timeline isn’t interrupted by people or things from other timelines.” He stood up and stretched his legs. “Yeah, you’re correct. We’re in America.”