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// Meet Your Champions (Edited) 
// Story: Humans Assemble! 
// by Mistershield 
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Chapter 2- Meet Your Champions

"Oww, my head, why does this keep happening to me?" A voice complained, masculine, by the hint of deep regret of it. The sound came from a male inside a bush with black leather shoes poking out from one side. One second ago the figure that the shoes belonged to had been asleep and was leaning back in a chair. A rather loud thunder clap woke him up, then he was stuck in the same position inside a giant bush. After a moment, the shoes were pulled out of view into the bush and rustling was heard, lots of it. This was followed with the low sounds of "Oww," "Damnit" and "Not my suit..."

The next second, the rustling ceased as a creature emerged from the bush, finally free. The human stood close to six feet in height, with black hair in an odd style that could only be describe as a porcupine-like. Dressed in a blue suit that had small green leaves on the shoulders, Phoenix Wright raised his head to look around. Both of his brown eyes opened wide to survey the area carefully.

"Somehow, this place looks familiar," spoke the Ace Attorney. Having cleared the foliage, both hands moved to brush the leaves off his suit. "The colors are-"

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"FUS RO DAH!"

A few timberwolves raised their heads to look up one of their own flying. Lets call him "Tim." Tim made the unfortunate mistake of trying to leap up and bring its fangs to the neck of a male wearing leather, lots of leather. We are talking about leather straps, boots, hides, the whole viking berserker look, helmet with horns sticking out from the sides and everything. The man, in typical self defense, released a dragon shout to send “Tim” flying through the air, in a low arc before slamming into a tree. The other wolves, lets call them "Tim B" through "Tim E", turned back to snarl and howl at their prey. 

The human merely raised both of his arms out to his sides and began to invoke a spell. Not more than a few seconds ago, he had completed the quest for that Wretched Abyss. He denied the plans of that Deadra. When the Abyss vanished, a thick smog covered him and blurred his vision. When he could see again, he was in a dense forest with a pack of strange wolves around himself. Was he being transported to this plane away to spite the Dragonborn? He would not give up to the Daedra this easily.

"FIRESTORM!"
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Up in the heavens, well, not so much heavens, more like a few feet over a house near the Everfree Forest, a frame appeared.  It was a rather large frame, over six feet in height and over four feet wide, the frame was gold around the edge, but the inside was pitch black. It just floated in the air, doing nothing. One blue jay that had been perched on a branch raised its head to inspect the frame before taking off to fly towards it.

"Whoa, whoa, WHOA!" 

Startled, the blue jay quickly hovered back from the pitch black frame and flew away. The inside of the frame was no longer empty, but had the image of a young man. He possessed silver hair that could best be described as long bangs that reached his neck. The young man wore black shirt, blue jeans with two belts, and a good luck charm around his neck. The only odd pieces of clothing on him were his boots and duster jacket. The duster jacket was open, white with a blue trim along his cuffs, collar, and along the chest overlap. The boots were also white with a blue trim, but it had metal clasps over his toes and kneecaps.

The really odd thing about him though was that was bent over backwards, as if he had taken a boot to the head.

After a second, the young man popped out from frame. One second, he was still in an image on black background, in the next one, he just appeared in real time. Somehow, the man sensed that he could move again, so he straightened out just before landing on the ground. Or so he thought, the young man landed on a roof, instead of sturdy ground. Thrown off balance, the young man moved both arms out to move around to try and balance himself. 

"What the hell?" Soma Cruz asked, looking around. After flailing about for a few moments, he managed to straighten himself. Both of his arms were still out in front of himself, knees bent a bit with both eyes opened wide. He waited a few seconds and began to look around, making sure that it was okay to move. That is when he noticed that the world he was in was no longer a city, village, castle, library, or anything even close to resemble a gothic location or a place Dracula worshipers would be at.

"Either I stepped into a Saturday morning cartoon, or some really messed up vampire worshiper high on any number of drugs thought this place up," Soma said with a frown. He took a step forward, forgetting where he’d been standing as he took a look at the area. Had he been paying more attention, he maybe wouldn’t have fallen through the roof and land inside the cottage with a loud thump.
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"GEI-CO!" 

Dan had both of his hands over his head into mighty fists, both eyes shut tightly shut in frustration. His black shirt with the logo of "JERK" strained a bit at the amount of anger that it’s wearer was displaying. A few moments ago, his car had just been broken into by none other than Nintendo. He knew it had been Nintendo because of the clues left behind. A picture of Shigeru Miyamoto wearing a Zelda shirt as well as a discarded 3DS. Lastly, there was a red hat with a big red "M" on it.

So why was he crying out for the blood of Geico? Because those 15 minute or less, troglodytes did not cover "video game" or Stephen King related accidents. But just you wait, Nintendo would get theirs too. Now they were both going to his list. Dan reached into his pocket to pull out a page and a pen to begin writing.  On the list so far:

Eloise
Dan Hibiki and his podcast
Those things at the tip at the end of shoelaces
Mangos
Princess Celestia
Nintendo
Geico

"Now to call Chris and-" Dan stopped talking to himself and reached for his phone. Something else made him stop his train of thought though. There was something wrong with the sky, it was clear. Head turned to look up, the pale skinned human narrowed both eyes. No smog.  Next he turned to look at his sides, the familiar colors of his neighborhood had vanished and replaced by green. When he turned to look back at his car, he dropped the phone he had been dialing. Somehow, when his eyes were closed in his anger shout, he had been transported from his neighborhood. His beloved red car was gone. Instead, there was a small pink pony staring at him, a giant smile on her face.

"Please not again!" The small human shouted as his eyes suddenly turned into smaller dots.

"Dan! Its soo good to see you again! Did you miss me? I missed you! How did you get here? Now who is on your list? Did you remember our promise? You haven't changed at all! I am going to give you the biggest Welcome Back party EVER!" Pinkamena D. Pie begun to fire off her mouth.

"E-QUEEEEEEEEEEEES-TRIAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"




Chapter proofread by LyonAzakura.
Danke Schon~ Editor Holy Macintosh