Out of their World (if you can write a decent amount without engrish)

OoC: Thought this would be kind of fun, my IC post should explain what's going on. Anyone who wants in may join, just no massive amounts "engrish" please. This will be a bit out of character, 'kay?

BiC:

"How are plans coming along?"

"Very well, sir. The targets shall be dead before the day ends."

"And our enemies?"

"We cannot gaurentee they won't interfere, sir"

"Very well... proceed and keep me updated."

"Sir!"

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"Tuariv Tuariv Tuariv... you come so often, how do you destroy your clothes so easily?"

A large hulking lizard made his way through a short doorway before sitting down on an overly small chair in front of a middle aged woman, you could call her the wardobe of the Dome, "Sorry." Tuariv responded in his usual low voice, in a sarcastic tone.

"Don't be a smart ass, or I won't fix these things for you."

Tuariv simply rolled his eyes, that made the lady give him a dirty look, "Don't do that either, it's impolite. Maybe most people are afraid to talk back to you but I'm not."

"That's because you know I won't do anything to you."

The lady pulled out some needles and thread and went to work on fixing Tuarivs clothes which were ripped all over. She did her work fast, though she did prick Tuariv on purpose once or twice, he didn't feel anything though.

When it was over Tuariv stood, "Thanks." He said as he made his way out the door.

"Maybe I'll start charging you someday!" The lady called after him.

Tuariv shook his head and smirked, as he looked forward a door appeared before him, he pulled it open but a Domerii popped up in front of the lizard before he could leave.

"Message, sir." The short servant held a letter up to Tuariv.

He took it with a short, "Thanks." Ripping it open the large warrior read it-

You better be ready for a challenge right now. Remember, protect the kid.

Tuariv cocked an eyebrow, handed the letter back to the Domerii and left through the door. The lizard stepped into a whole new place, he felt stone below his feet, but it had a different texture to it. A few seconds later there was a loud noise to his right, like an elephant, but it was shaped in no way like an elephant. It was short and moved at many miles per hour, and behind a small glass window a person seemed to drive it, but with a wheel, not reins with a horse.

The lizard jumped out of the way and ended up in some nearby bushes. The person in who drove the strange vehicle stopped not to far away and stepped out. "What the hell's in my coffee this morning?" The man chucked the cup away and sped off.

Tuariv thought back, was that what Dark once mentioned as... a car? He stepped out of the bushes and brushed himself off, looking to a nearby house. It was tall and colored brown an white, two stories in it with around five "cars" in front of the steps up to the front door, but they didn't look very flashy.

"Maybe someone in there can tell me where I am."

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Scoria slept on one of his couches near the door, completely silent. He was awaiting the rest of his family to come home with the groceries from the local Stop & Shop. His messy brown hair was left uncombed, he wore small gold and turtle shell colored glasses which was lopsided across his face. His jeans were very wrinkly as well as his green shirt with a drawing of a smiling cartoon shark/fish, which he wore under a fleece he never zipped up, even in the current season, winter.

There was a loud nock at the door, very loud. Scoria stumbled from the shock and fell off the couch, "Ow... damn family has to be so loud."

Scoria rubbed his eyes and threw his glasses on, walked over to the door, not even looking through the inch wide window to see who was at the door, he assumed it was his family. He opened the door to see a large hulking lizard man with a giant weapon strapped to his back.

The young mans eyes popped out, his mouth dropped, "Oh... my... god." And he fell backward from shock.

OoC: Sooo.....our chars have to protect our real selves?

BiC: The brothers threw up their arms simultaneously, two abnormally large forms dropping out of the sky. The large predatory birds' talons closed on the leather guantlets and they flapped their wings to gain their balance. Hopping up the hawkbrothers' arms, the birds took their regular perches on their bondmates' shoulders.

Darkcloud reached up and stroked his falcon's crest. Concentrating on Vree, the scout linked his mind to the bird. ::Well? Anything interesting?::

Vree turned his head and looked at his bondmate. ::Mage ahead. Casting big spells. Many minions.::

Darkcloud turned to look at his brother, who was recieving a more detailed account of the magics ahead from Karis. "Well?"

Brightwind grinned. "Portals. And lots, and lots of summonings." The mage chuckled wickedly. "You up for some fun?"

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A tall, skinny man in flowing black and red robes stood on the hillock, arms raised high in the air. The space in front of him rippled and shimmered. A small blue dot popped into existance, hovering in front of the mage. Brightwind watched with his mage sight as the mage poured black energies into the dot, warping and stretching it into a large disk. The mage lowered his arms and turned to the hundred or so small winged imps.

"Through here is our assigned target!" He shouted to the swarm of mindless beasts. "Go! And destroy him! G-" The mage was stopped mid-sentence as an arrow thudded into his chest. He stumbled backwards as another arrow buried itself above the first, which was followed by a third, and a fourth.

The mage fell to his knees and collapsed. The imps surrounding him went into a frenzy. Darkcloud laughed from one of the surrounding tree tops as the minions swarmed around the body. The scout pulled out a whole handfull of arrows and fired them off rapidly and randomly into the crowd. Brightwind crawled out closer to the edge of his own branch and chanted under his breath.

A ball of flame fired out from the mage's hands, exploding in the middle of the milling demons. The hawkbrothers fired off several more fireballs and arrows before the imps realized the source of the attacks. The netherplane creatures swarmed the tree the twins occupied. Brightwind and Darkcloud changed their tactics as the imps crawled up the tree in an ant like manner.

The scout jumped to a lower branch, drawing his climbing tool and swept the demons of the tree in great swipes, while the mage fired off bolts of lightning, shaving the minions off in droves. As the imps started to overwhelm the brothers by sheer numbers, the twins leapt to a nearby tree and hopped down to the ground. The two ran full-tilt at the portal, firing missiles over their shoulders as the went.

Brightwind spun around as they reached the glowing blue disk and summoned a huge wave of water. The massive wall of liquid washed over the imps, carrying them away. Darkwind prodded his brother as he chuckled at the demons being washed away. He pointed down at the body of the mage, who was clinging to life by a finger.

Brightwind turned to his twin. "I wondered why the portal was still open. Well, what do you think? As soon as this guy dies, the portal will go down. So, you want to check out this "target"?"

Darkcloud shrugged. "Might as well." The two turned to the portal, which was starting to waver and dim. The portal closed just after the brothers stepped though.

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The hawkbrothers looked around at the buildings, streets, cars, and milling crowds with open jaws. The two themselves stood on top of a small building at the end of a street. They quickly layed down before they were spotted and confered.

"Where in the nine hells are we?" Darkcloud exclaimed.

"I-I don't know." Brightwind replied apollogeticly. "This isn't any plane I reconize."

The two slowly slid down off the room and landed in a small enclosed lawn. Darkcloud jumped off a little too far and landed on a taunt black net. The scout bounced and flipped over in mid-air, landed on the hard turf face-first.

Brightwind laughed at his brother and examined the curious net. Pushing down on it, he muttered to himself, "Interesting."

Suddenly, a tall, blonde-haired teenager rushed out of a glass door, brandishing a long silver sword. "Who the hell are you!"

Brightwind and Darkcloud looked curiously at the strange garb the young man wore. The sharp-featured teen wore long baggy grey pants and a tight black shirt, with a long grey coat and black fuzzy hat. Likewise, Hero looked at the bizzarre garb the twins wore.

"We.....are...ummm....passing through?" Brightwind replied.

"You didn't answer my question." The young man told him. "Who are you, and what are you doing on my property?"

OoC: How do you come up with such good ideas Scoria?

Ooc:This is a pretty good idea, I'll use Twilight

Ic: A young girl woke from her sleep. She got out and ate some cereal. Once she was done, she logged on a site called ZU as Chari. Chari searched for some new posts; there were none in the ones she had posted in. She immediatly got off and went to the bathroom. Her dirty blonde hair showed in the mirror. She put her glasses on. A ring on her doorbell came. When she opened it, she saw a black haired boy, shorted than her.

"Hi Zach", Chari greeted politely, "Sorry, but I can't go out, I just woke up"

"Okay" Zach said cheerfully. He walked off her yard and to the street. Chari got on her Gamecube after she closed the door.

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Zach walked down the road, thinking Chari would come to his house soon. He heard footsteps. He saw a girl, about 13 years old. She had brown hair. Her clothes were a bit on the odd side.

"Are you dressed for holloween or something?"

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Twilight did not know what this 'Holloween' was. Heck, she didn't know what anything was in this place was. She just found a portal while she was walking at night. It was glowing oddly in a blackish color.

When she entered it, she landed in a small town. There were mechanical things on wheels that made loud noises. The things were on hard, rocky, and gray surfaces. She ran to find herself in a place with many houses next to eachother. They were made of brick and wood.

When she entered this road, this boy had said of a thing that made her wonder. 'What is this place?' she thought. She walked to one house and knocked at the door, painted a dark red.


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Chari heard a knock at the door. She turned off her gamecube and opened the door. A girl taller than her, was standing infront of her. Chari's eyes grew wide when she saw 2 guns, and she also saw a sword on the girl's body. Her eyes widened more, she knew who this was. One of her characters in ZU, Twilight.

Ooc:Just to let you know, my real name isn't chari

OoC: I got to be apart of this. I'll use Cila, she needs more battles.

BiC:


Cila wandered around in a swampy mire, not really headed anywhere. A thick fog covered the ground an various amphibians could be heard around the dragoon. Her thoughts traveled back to the strange man that had given her this job.
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The black-winged woman stood just around the corner of a wooden house, hidden the nighttime shadows. She disliked meeting an employer in person but this one wouldn't meet anyother way. Besides, he was paying a large amount of money, something Cila couldn't pass up. Then a figure appeared around the corner. The person was covered in brown robes so that nothing showed, not even his face. A gnarled hand reached out of a sleeve with a small pouch in it, "Here is the money I promised."

The dragoon took it and nodded, "So what must I do?"

"Go to the swamp. You must protect the girl you find. You need not know her, she will recognize you."

How would someone recognize me? she wondered. But the payment was more than enough and simple protection mission wouldn't be hard. The dragoon spread her wings and flew away from the town and towards the mire.
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Now she wasn't sure if this had been the best idea. No one was insight, only the natural inhabitants crawled around. Suddenly, her bare feet stepped into the thick water. Disgusting, she commented. She looked down at her feet, which were now covered in green goo. Cila shook her head and looked back up to see a door only a few feet away. That caught her attention, doors usually don't appear out of mid-air. But this one had. It was a wooden door carved with a single eye. The brown eye gazed at the dragoon, mesmerizing her. Was this where she was suppose to go? Seeing no other alternative, or girl, the female opened the door and walked into a bright light.

Cila found herself standing on a hard surface in one heck of a strange world. Houses were lined on each side of where she was standing. But thses buildings were made differently and even were in color, not the brownness of wood. The dragoon couldn't even describe the other things that were outside the houses, cars to the normal person. What trickery is this? she asked. Had that person lured her to a strange world to get rid of her? She had no choice but to explore this plane in hopes of getting back to her own world.
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Sheik stood in front of the kitchen counter, pouring herself a glass of Sprite. Yay, another boring Saturday, she thought. She wore green, baggy pants and a green T-shirt with white tennis shoes. Her short, brown hair was still somewhat wet. She took a drink then ran her tongue over her teeth, Stupid braces. Sheik started to walked back to the living room when she looked outside to see a wierd-looking woman with...black wings? What the-?! The teenager set down the glass and ran out the back door. Yes, the woman did have black wings and was wearing wolf fur. But she couldn't really be here. Then, the dragoon set her piercing purple eyes on the human. "C, Cila?" Sheik asked.

OoC: I'll join using D.Z.X. in my sig.

BiC: The Reploid walked around the Resistance base looking for Ciel. In the command room, he found the human scientist in much worry.

"What's wrong? You said there was a level SSS, code black mission," Dark Zero X stated in urgency.
"Yes. We received a note from our intelligence stating that there have been some disturbances in the year 2006. There have been attempts on the lives of many people that go on the ancient site Zelda Universe, or ZU. His name is DarkZeroHyrule on the site. It seems he is well known by this name. I need you to go to the year 2006 and protect him," Ciel explained.

"What makes you think this kid is the next target?" the Reploid asked cynically.
"We have a note saying 'We will kill the ones we despise: ZU.' and another saying 'Protect the kid. Prepare yourself.' It is probably him. Go!" Ciel shouted.

The alarm started ringing as the Reploid was picked up in yellow light.

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A boy about 5' 4" sat on his desk looking at the site named Zelda Universe.

"I hope Milk Duds likes the banner," the boy said.
"Hey DZH, how do you rationalize the denominator of this quadratic?" his roommate asked.

The boarding school he went to assigned too much work for the next day. Saturday classes are evil!, DZH thought as he explained the solution.

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The Reploid landed on a green field open next to a road. He stood on a large grey B. He saw a large, 2-story, red brick building whise lights illuminated the path before him. He walked up to it and the sign on the top of one of the porches said 'Eipper'.

"DZH's dorm, eh?" the Reploid said silently.

He stood next to a blank white building labeled CGR, which was one of the girl's dorms on the campus of this high school boarding school. Dark Zero X heard a transportation-like sound behind him and readied his sword.

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DZH looked at his finished English homework.

"Curse you Shakespeare! Curse you and you Merchant of Venic with Jew discrimination!" he shouted.

"Be quiet, DZH," his roommate said.

Let's see, DZH thought as he looked at his chemistry homework, The electron configuration of Sulfur is 1s2, 2s2, 2p6, 3s2, 2p5 and Rubidium is 1s-

An explosion was heard and it shocked both him and his roommate Kevin. They ran outside with everyone else in the dorm. CGR had been woken up with this sound and all of the girls were standing outside in the -2 degrees Celsius cold. The rain had frozen into hard ice. Smoke cleared and on the turf field of field hockey was a small craater were some blue robot parts and a gun lay.

A P-Hunter? Those don't exist except in Megaman Zero. What's going on here?" DZH thought.

The wind blew as more students from the other dorms came. The headmaster also came and was looking at this crater. One of the dorm parent of Eipper, Mr. J, went outside.

"What are you doing? It is... eh... Study Hall. Go inside and... eh... study," Mr. J said before he saw the crater.

There in the middle stood something that shocked DZH. There stood the Humanoid Reploid he had created in the BA. He walked closer and closer to the crater. His four friends, Kevin, Bitzy, Steven, and Chuck, walked with him to the Reploid, begging him to turn back.

"I take it you are Dark Zero X, the first Humanoid Reploid?" DZH asked in amazement.
"Yes, and I take it you're DZH?" the Reploid answered back.
"That's me. What's up and why are you here?" DZH asked DZX.
"I have to protect you, so let's get things back to normal here.

After ten minutes of getting the place cleared and forcing explanations to the headmaster, DZX was allowed to sleep on the floor of DZH's room.

"Wonderful! Staurday classes and I have to walk around with a half human, half Reploid through classes and an all-school meeting." DZH shouted at 11:00 PM in his bed.

"I'm supposed to protect this out-of-shape boy?" the Reploid said out loud.
"You're lucky the headmaster is nice or you'd return with a failed mission," DZH retorted.
"You're lucky Ciel's smart enough to figure out you were the next target for a series of attempted murders," D.Z.X. said back.
"You're lucky I have to go to jail if I kill you too!" Kevin shouted as he began to fall asleep.

OoC: Hope this is okay.

Scoria hit the floor, but he said nothing, turning around to have his back face Tuariv, "Alright, Scoria, calm down... there is no imaginary people behind you..."

"Imaginary?"

"He did not just say that... he isn't there.... now turn around, and keep calm."

Scoria slowly turned around to see Tuariv still standing right behind him, arms crossed with a puzzled look on his face. "I must be hallucinating... so just to make sure..."

The teenager jumped to his feet and ran into his kitchen, grabbing the biggest knife he could find. Tuariv slowly followed him, "What are you doing?"

"Stay back! I'm armed!"

Scoria held a knife that was barely sharp, mainly used for cutting bread. Tuariv chuckled and smacked it out of his hand, grabbed Scoria by the front of his shirt and held him two feet off the ground.

"Oh my f-ing god... there's no way this can be real." The teenager said, he gave Tuariv a poke in the shoulder.

Tuariv, still holding him, pushed him into a wall, "Listen punk, I don't have time for your 'this isn't real' crap, tell me where I am." The lizard growled.

"Put me down, please."

Tuariv narrowed his eyes and dropped the youth, the floor within the kitchen was just plain wood so Scoria rubbed his back as he stood up, closely examining Tuariv. "Just like I described..." He mumbled in wonder.

The hulking warrior grew impatient, "Tell me where I am."

Scoria stopped and looked straight into Tuarivs eyes, now the lizard studied him, his eyes look just like mine, except the pupils. The teenager only came up to about chest level with Tuariv, around six feet tall.

"Uhh, Tuariv, you are... on Earth. Do you come in peace?"

"I'll rip you to peices if I don't get the information I want."

"Oh! Uhh, well, you're in America, the Connecticut suburbs."

"Did you use magic to send me here?"

"Well magic doesn't exist in this world, we rely on technology, which you probably know nothing about."

"Okay... well I was sent here to prote-" Tuariv stopped, some... kid...

"What?" Scoria now had a puzzled look on his face.

".... Oh you've gotta be kidding me."

Scoria said nothing, still holding the puzzled look on his face. Tuariv sighed, "I've go-"

But the lizard was unable to finish his sentence, suddenly three men barged in through the front door, rushing in with red and black robes along with long staffs that certainly looked evil.

"Hand over the Zelda Universe member and we won't kill you." One said, the obvious leader of the three, his voice was raspy and demonic.

Tuariv turned his head over to Scoria, grabbed him by the back of his shirt and tossed him into the nearest room, the playroom of Scorias house, which still had a Christmas tree up.

The lizard turned back to the three evil wizards and bore his sharp claws, the wizards readied their staffs but before they could cast any magic Tuariv grabbed them and tackled them out of the house, into Scorias backyard. Luckily the area was covered by an eight foot fence almost everywhere.

The wizards lost their staffs and found themselves stabbed by Tuarivs mighty claymore, none shed blood, instead the evil wizards bodies disappeared in a matter of seconds, their bodies simply faded away.

Tuariv sheathed his sword, and returned to the house, Scoria was watching through a window, "Why don't you tell me who you are, where I am, and what this 'Zelda Universe' is about."

Hero lowered his sword as he looked at the hawkbrothers closer. "Oh. My. Dear. Lord. It can't possibly be. No. Impossible."

"Uh...just what exactly is impossible?" Brightwind asked.

"What are your names?" Hero demanded, stomping up to the twins.

"Oh, well. I'm-" Brightwiind started but Darkcloud cut him off.

"I don't think we should be going around everyone our names, brother."

Hero slapped his forhead and slid it down his face. "Oh, dear God it is." He walked over to Darkcloud and pointed at his falcon. "This is Vree, right? And your Darkcloud."

Darkcloud's mouth fell open, but he shut it immeadiatly and pulled out his knife. Hero ignored him and walked over to Brightwind. "And you are Brightwind, and here is your faithful friend Karis." The young man sighed at the look of comfermation on the mage's face. "Well, come with me. Lets get this sorted out."

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The brothers looked around curiously at Hero's room. Darkcloud sat down tentively on his chair and poked at a plastic rectangle covered with buttons.

"Don't touch that." Hero told him, pulling the chair away from the board. "So," He addressed Brightwind, who was rumaging through Hero's closet. "Why are you here? Why do you even exist at all? I made you up."

The brothers looked at him curiously. "What do you mean?" Brightwind asked.

Hero sighed. "I made you up. I created you."

Brightwind rubbed his chin. "Hmmmm......I wonder....."

Darkcloud looked askance at his twin. "Wonder what?"

Remember that mage?"

"Yeah."

"The "target" that he was going to set the imps on?"

"Yeah......ohhhh....." Darkcloud turned to look at Hero, who had been following the conversation.

"I'm.....a target? For who?"

The hawkbrother mage shook his head. "I'm afraid we don't know." Suddenly, the three's attention turned to the window as a small demon crashed against the glass.

"Well, ummm..."Darkcloud said. "For that."

Hero drew his sword and ran through his bedroom door into the hallway, the other two close behind him. The trio sprinted through the hall, Darkcloud hitting his head on a low hanging lamp. Reaching another door, Hero grabbed a knife and two more swords, one small and slim, the other long and broad.

"Here." He said, handing the slim sword to the mage and the long one to the scout. The teen threw open the door and dashed through onto a porch. He pulled out a key and opened another nearby door. Waving the brothers through, he flicked on the light.

Closing the door behind the two, Hero started rummaging through a large bin. Turning around, he tossed some clothes to the twins. "Here. Put these on. Maybe you won't stick out so much if you're wearing something normal. And could you please do something with those birds? Normal people don't carry abnormally large predators on their shoulders.

While the twins changed into something less abnormal, Hero pulled the keys out of his pocket again and whipped a sheet off of his "precious".

Swinging one leg over the motorcycle, Hero pulled a dark blue helmet over his head. He started the motorized bike and revved the engine, causing the brothers to start. "Come on." he told them. They tentively mounted the motorcycle, Darkcloud barely hanging on at the back.

Hero poked at a button on the wall with his sword and slid it into his belt as the wall in front of them rose. "I hope you two still have those swords I gave you."

The young man revved the engine as the door opened, revealing a dozen off the little demons. Releasing the brake, the motorcycle shot out of the garage, Brightwind and Darkcloud swinging at the demons on either side of the bike.

The three sped down the little street before turning around a corner and blasting off. "So....where are we going?" Brightwind asked, leaning forward.

"I was hoping you would tell me." Hero replied.

OoC: You have a bunch of weapons just lying around your house Hyrulian Hero?

BiC:

"So here, I'm not real?"

"That's right."

"You 'created' me."

"Yeah."

"On this 'site' called Zeldauniverse.net."

"Mhmm."

"And you type out battles on these machine called 'computers'."

"Yes."

"Which is connected to billions of other peoples computers through a program called the internet."

"Ya."

"... You're such a lying sack."

"No, I'm not."

Scoria and Tuariv had been talking for a good thirty minutes now, Scoria trying to explain everything, even though he was still trying to understand how Tuariv was real. "Why don't we watch tv and see if you made a big mess before you came to my house."

"TV?" Tuariv asked.

"Oh boy..." Scoria rolled his eyes.

The teenager grabbed his remote and switched on the tv, to a channel with the news, luckily Tuariv wasn't on it, however there was another problem. It would seem there were a large number of accidents happening across the globe, and reports of strange men in red and black robes, along with impy things.

Tuariv examined more of his surroundings while Scoria watched the, "TV". It was very messy with quite a few "videogames" in a couple piles, from a "Gamecube and Xbox" to an "NES", as Scoria called them. The teenager didn't impress him, he was tall but way to skinny and somewhat lanky with broad shoulder, didn't seem to have much muscle.

"You don't look like much." Tuariv said.

"I'm stronger than you think," Scoria looked over to Tuariv, examining his muscles, "but that's by this worlds standards." He turned his attention back to the tv.

Some lady just kept going and on about recent events, "Well it would seem your [i]friends[i] are causing trouble in quite a few places, traffic won't be moving and inch for hours. Thank god, my family will be held up for a while.

"If you know and made me then who's my rival?"

"Kenjin. To easy."

"Okay I believe you, so let's just stay here for now."

Scoria looked over to Tuariv who was sitting next to him, "Or we could go out and stop these guys and whatever plan they have."

"Suggestions?"

"New York City."

OoC: Acually, believe it or not, yes. Seriously. Three swords, a hunting knife, and a bb gun.

OoC: Ooh! Ooh! Me! Pick me! I'll use Zeliro! Him meeting me is going to be... interesting. Oh, and case you're wondering, my real name isn't Milk Duds.

BiC: A young, dark-skinned boy was sitting in front of his computer, browsing his favorite online forum, Zeldauniverse.net. "So," he was murmuring to himself, "you want to play, huh? Well..." A loud cry interrupted whatever he was going to say. "You'll be late for school!" "Aww... can I just have a minute?" The answer was firm. "No. Now leave: you'll miss the school bus!"

"Damnit," the kid named Milk Duds cursed underneath his breath. "I hate the bus. I hate school. I hate..." A loud cry from the stop. "Hey! MD! How're you doing?" "I hate girls," Milk Duds finished softly, boarding the bus.

At school, he was in for a real shock, although he did not know it. Waiting off the stop was his friend, Nate. "Hey, Milk. What's up?" MD shrugged. "Nothing much." As the two walked into the school courtyard, they heard an uproar. "What is it?" MD muttered. "Who knows," Nate said offhandedly, "but you should check it out. After all, you do-" He punched to accentuate his point "tae-kwon-do!"

Grumbling, Milk Duds headed for the lockers, which was where the noise came from. When the kid got there, he saw kids running around, shouting "Batman!" Others were screaming. "Batman?" he said in disbelief, running into the locker room. But instead of seeing a retarded detective in spandex, he saw a fanged bat-like human, yelling and clawing at things. "No way..."

That "Batman" was Zeliro, Milk Duds' BA character on Zelda Universe! He gasped. "How did you get here?" MD asked, without a doubt that this was Zeliro. The vampire hissed at him "Who are you?" MD smiled. "I'm Milk Duds, your creator."

"What?" the vampire spat in his face. "You are not my creator! My creator is..." He paused. Smiling smugly, Milk Duds offered "Ubechok Daffin?" Zeliro had his turn to gasp. "How do you know?" MD grinned again.

"You're not real, Zeliro Macji." The vampire, snarling, raised a claw to MD's head. "How the hell do you know Macji?" MD sighed. "You never learn, do you? I created Mr. and Ms. Macji, and I created you, Zeliro. You are a figment of a twelve-year-old's imagination."

He reeled, smashing into the lockers. "No! Not possible!" Milk Duds nodded. "Sorry, Zeliro, but I created Ubechok, Wolver, and you, too. As well as a warrior from another time named Blackshot. They're all my creations, and I use them in battles."

He blinked. "Then... the battle between me and Wolver..." "A writing assignment." Zeliro gasped. "No. Not possible! But... my free will..." MD shook his head. "You have no free will, Zeliro Macji. You are my disciple. My creation. And my tool in writing." "NO!" Distraught, Zeliro spread his wings and tore out of the locker room.

Shaking his head, Milk Duds followed. "You know," he mused, "I probably shouldn't have made him so stubborn."

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Later that day, Milk Duds had persuaded Zeliro to come to his house, to show him things about his true existence. "See, Zeliro?" He pointed to this computer. "This is a computer." Zeliro glared. "I know!" he snarled hotly. "If this is 2006, I'm from the future." MD nodded. "Of course." Clicking on a window, he brought up a website. "This is Zelda Universe." He clicked on a link. "This is the Battle Arena, your home."

Zeliro trembled. "I'm... from a computer?" MD shrugged. "I'm not really sure. If you were, you wouldn't be able to exist out here. But I know that I created you for the BA." "It can't be true." Zeliro delicately reached out to touch the computer... and was sucked in with a mighty lightshow.

"What the..." I looked into the screen, where Zeliro was residing. "Zeliro! Are you... okay?" His response was to move over to the words reading "Battle Arena". "Open this link!"

With a sigh, MD clicked. There was a bold message saying "Confused BAers, click here". Zeliro glared at MD. "Click already!" Milk Duds, clicking on the link, saw an alarming message.

Dear BAers,

This is the Central Staff of ZU. As you may or may not have suspected, us Central Staff have the ability to enter and exit ZU's mainframe. We have learned something troubling: members of the BA are getting attacked and killed for unknown reasons. We have stimulated your characters, and made them able to enter your world. They will protect you from the mystery murderers.

Sincerely,
Central Staff

Zeliro stared at MD in horror, who stared right back.

OoC: Hurrah! MD meets Zeliro! So original, Scoria!

OoC: I should've stated one character, nobody do that okay? You're fine Milk Duds.

BiC:

"I just need to check something first." Scoria said as he got up from the couch.

"Alright, but I'm not going to wait long." Tuariv replied as he simply watched the tv.

Scoria made his way out of the playroom and into his own room, a dirty room, random things just lying around. The teenager sat down at his computer chair and flipped on the hunk of junk machine, just good enough to use internet.

"Let's see," he said to himself, "Mozilla Firefox... Zeldauniver.net/forums... what's this?"

He clicked a link that said, 'Confused BAers click here'. Scoria of course clicked.

Dear BAers,

This is the Central Staff of ZU. As you may or may not have suspected, us Central Staff have the ability to enter and exit ZU's mainframe. We have learned something troubling: members of the BA are getting attacked and killed for unknown reasons. We have stimulated your characters, and made them able to enter your world. They will protect you from the mystery murderers.

"............. No way this is real... Zelda Universe knows what's going on?!"

Scoria read on, others had the same problem, the teenager posted in the Out of Character thread saying, 'Meet me at Rockafellar Center.'

He flipped off the computer and went back down to Tuariv, "Sorry but until I get some ideas, we're hoofing it."

OoC: NYC? Sweet!

BiC: The Reploid sat in the empty seat of DZH's chemistry class as Mrs. Coenen explained wavelengths, light, frequencies, and other things. DZH wrote down whatever she had said and DZX was looking at Steven, who wrote down nothing. As he looked around at the ancient classroom, a hooded man entered.

"Where's DZH?" he roared.
"Here," the Reploid answered as he cut the man in half.

Blue pieces of metal were all over the floor and a gun was apparently on his left hand.

"P-Hunters?" DZH said out loud.
"Ciel. Any news?" the Reploid asked.
"Yes. It seems that their signal has congregated at this sector," she said as a holographic map of America came up.
"New York City? You mean ancient Neo Arcadia?" the Reploid shouted.

The boy could not believe such a thing. He grabbed the Reploid and took him back to Eipper.

"It seems there's a message," the boy said.
"We don't have time for this!" the Reploid yelled.
"Silence! I created you!" DZH shouted.
"I can kill you," DZX said with an igniting laser sword.
"Let's drop this," the boy said quickly.
"Okay," the Reploid said silently.

A message was opened on the screen. It read:

Dear BAers,

This is the Central Staff of ZU. As you may or may not have suspected, us Central Staff have the ability to enter and exit ZU's mainframe. We have learned something troubling: members of the BA are getting attacked and killed for unknown reasons. We have stimulated your characters, and made them able to enter your world. They will protect you from the mystery murderers.

Sincerely,
Central Staff

"Ciel!" the Reploid shouted.
"I read. I'm inputting the coordinates for NYC!" Ciel responded as the yellow light took them both and dropped them off onto the asphalt.

Many buildings surrounded them. The street signs said, "W196th St.".

"Why am I home?" DZH asked.
"Over there," he said as he saw many people in red and black robes, some imps, and many P-Hunters, P-Guardians, and other Variant Neo Arcadian Reploids.

"Oh s***!" the Reploid yelled.
"We can do four things," DZH said.
"Tell me!" DZX screamed.
"We can fight; we can run; we can run and scream; we can run, scream, and yell for help," DZH explained.
"We can fight. Do you know any swordsmanship?" the Reploid asked.
"Yes," he said as DZH took a spare laser sword the Replod had.
"Time to start!" they yelled as the onslaught began.

OoC: I took your idea one step further. Help... Sorry, I posted while you finished your post Scoria. Would you like me to change this post?

The dragoon looked at the young human that was now gawking at her. I guess she's the one I'm suppose to protect, Cila decided. After all, she knew the dragoon's name. Sheik glanced down at her shoes. "Wow, this would be really cool if it wasn't really wierd," she muttered to herself.

"Human," the dark dragoon suddenly said. Sheik looked back up, "Can you tell me where I am?"

"Uhh, you're on Earth. In the United States, in Kansas if you want specifics."

"I see. So who is after you?"

That was the wrong thing to ask. Sheik's eyes opened wide, "There's someone after me?" the human asked in a squeaky voice.

"Yes, I was hired to protect you." Cila was interested in this human, there was something strangely familiar about her. But neither had time to sort out anymore conversation as a large, magic circle appeared in mid-air. And out of the circle came a large demon. It was completely black with a large snout, bat wings, and huge claws. It smiled at the two females.

"You must be Cila," the creature said in a raspy voice. "I know you've been payed to protect her but..." it held out a large bag of gold coins, "I will offer much more if you hand her over to us."

The dark dragoon peered back to Sheik. Her eyes were even wider at the sight of the demon. She's nothing more than a pitiful human, Cila thought. But at the same time, she knew that the human had to be protected. "I'm sorry but I'll have to decline your gracious offer." At that, she unraveled her whip and lashed it at the demon. It leaped into the air, dodging the weapon. Cila aimed again but this time, it caught her whip with one of its claws and laughed at her. Then the dragoon fired a glob of darkness at the monster's eyes and blinded it. Yanking her weapon out of its grasp, Cila lashed it around the demon's neck and, with a quick but powerful tug, broke it. The demon fell to the ground dead.

Sheik watched in awe, Wow, she's better than I imagined. But a dragoon and demon fighting in the middle of the street was sure to grab attention. "Cila!" she called, "Come inside!" Cila followed her into the garage and into the house through the back door. Sheik was happy that her parents were gone right now, trying to explain this would be impossible.

"What is this place?" the warrior questioned.

"My house." Sheik walked over to the living room and turned the TV to the news channel. The head story: Weird creatures have been appearing all over the world and a few people have been found dead by mysterious means. People have actually been killed! she thought in horror.

"What is that?" Cila pointed.

"It's called a TV. I couldn't tell you how it works but technology is far more advanced here than in your world."

"That brings another question: How do you know who I am?"

Sheik had been afraid of that one. "Well, I created you."

"Created?"

"Yeah. I made you up on a website called ZeldaUniverse." That gave her an idea, perhaps someone there knew what was going on. She rushed down the hallway into the computer room and logged on. The computer was a Dell and, thankfully, they had just gotten better internet. The dragoon followed.

"If I'm just a creation of yours, how am I here. How does that explain the entire world of Runen'bayn?"

Sheik logged on to ZU, "Good question. Maybe someone knows." She spied a link called 'Confused BAers click here.' Yep, she was confused.

Dear BAers,

This is the Central Staff of ZU. As you may or may not have suspected, us Central Staff have the ability to enter and exit ZU's mainframe. We have learned something troubling: members of the BA are getting attacked and killed for unknown reasons. We have stimulated your characters, and made them able to enter your world. They will protect you from the mystery murderers.

Sincerely,
Central Staff

"How the heck did they make you guys real in the first place?" the human wondered.

"So I don't exist," Cila muttered. She felt like someone stabbed her in the stomache.

Sheik tried to comfort her, "If you didn't exist, you wouldn't be here right now." The dragoon had to admit the human had a point. Then she went to the Out of Character thread, which had about thirty new post, and found one that said, 'Meet me at Rockafellar Center.' He's kidding, right? That would take days. What should we do?

OOC: Why didn't I join earlier? *slaps self in forehead* I think we should end this fight with us somehow turning back time so that everything's back to normal and nobody remembers anything, as this would be pretty weird otherwise.

Don't you think that the knowledge of them not being real would... disturb some characters?

BIC: "So this is Rockafeller?" said two voices. One came from a teenager, about 5,8. He had short black hair, a slightly large nose, and had several meat cutting knives hidden in his pockets.

Standing next to the teen was the being known as Gorin. He wore his usual clothes, as they didn't stick out of the crowd too much. The teen had made Gorin wear sunglasses to cover his yellow eyes.

"I guess Scoria and Tuariv are somewhere around here..." said the teen. Gorin noticed that the boy's teeth seemed sharper than usual human teeth due to constant meat consumption.

Gorin went over what had happened in his mind.

"I was just standing around when a portal sucked me up. I ended up inside this Michael, or Mike's house. Through a mindscan I figured out everything I needed to know about this boy. Now we're here to see this Scoria person, as well as Tuariv..."

Mike was surprisingly calm. He rarely lost his cool, and had merely logged onto ZU to see what happened. After that he stuffed his pant pockets and jacket pockets full of knives, as he was incredibly good at aiming when throwing knives.

After grabbing his CD player and stealing his mothers' boyfriend's car, Mike and Gorin made their way to Rockafeller. It didn't take too long, as they took mostly backroads with little traffic.

They were attacked on several occasions, with mostly Gorin taking out the enemies. Mike killed a half dozen imps on one of the occasions.

Now they were in Rockafeller, trying to find Scoria and Tuariv. It should be easy, who would miss a giant lizard?

OOC: I'm not making up the part about being a good aim with throwing weapons. I can perfectly aim darts and knives.

"This isn't going to work," Tuariv muttered, "even I'm not this crazy."

"Hey," Scoria replied to Tuariv who was hunching over the teenagers shoulder, "you made me ride on the train."

"So?"

"... On top of the train. My head was almost cut off you know, several times."

"Don't be a wimp."

"Shutup... you understand the plan right?"

"Yes..."

"Then just follow my lead."

Scoria and Tuariv were hiding within the Hard Rock Cafe, the very center of Rockefellar Center. Tuariv was wearing a trenchcoat with his tailed tucked up within, and a large beige hat. Their fall back plan incase Tuarivs figure is noticed? Cosplay.

Not much seemed to bother New York citizens, they've already seen a lot of weird things. So a few outcasts easily blended in, the problem was meeting up with the other members of Zelda Universe who actually have the problem of their characters coming to life.

"I should've designated a specific meeting place."

"Well you live not to far away, should've been your house, out in those... suburbs."

"Well I assumed the general amount of people lived in New York, not because I have anything against other places, just a LOT of people live here."

A well dressed man walked up behind the strange pair, "Are you ready to order gentlemen?"

Scoria jumped for a moment, the two had been looking out the window at the iceskaters skating in Rockefellar, the restuarant/cafe was a few yards below ground only a few feet from the ice, "Uhh, not yet, thank you."

"How can you be hungry at a time like this kid?"

"I'm not, this is just a good area to scope out the... area. Plus anything in this place is extremely expensive."

"And are we just going to wait here?"

Scoria had to think for a moment, "............ No, I got."

"What?" Tuariv asked, keeping his eyes on the ice, he didn't like the cold.

"Nintendo World... let's go."

"Nintendo World?"

"Yeah, Zelda is a trademark series by a company called Nintendo, and they have a store here, it's so obvious to go there."

"How far?"

"Not at all far, it's just up to ground level then across a street."

OoC: Didn't actual assume anything, I knew all the battlers were scattered everywhere.

After a span of many, many seconds, the fight came to a conclusion...

"How many did you kill?" the Reploid asked as he took his breath.
"None," DZH replied.
"None! I thought you knew some swordsmanship!" DZX shouted.
"I do, but I can't kill anything. My consciousness gets in the way," DZH said with a sad face.
"Ciel! Any news in the ancient ZU site?" DZX shouted as he prepared for a second onslaught of the neverending army.

"Yes. It seems that in this Out of Character Thread, someone by the name of Scoria posted to meet in Rockafeller Center. I'm inputting coordinates and transferring!" Ciel shouted as the light picked them up and dropped them off in the middle of an ice rink.

DZH couldn't skate, so he slipped and fell to the exit. DZX had his spike boots so he could not slip so easily. The two met in a cafe and overheard two people speak. One was a huge lizard-like man and the other was a regular person.

"Nintendo World... let's go." the human said.

"Nintendo World?" the lizard asked.

"Yeah, Zelda is a trademark series by a company called Nintendo, and they have a store here, it's so obvious to go there." the human explained.

"How far?" the lizard questioned.

"Not at all far, it's just up to ground level then across a street." the human responded as they got up to leave.

"Got that DZH?" the Reploid said.
"Yeah. Let's tail them!" DZH said as he followed the two out of the cafe...

OoC: I hope it's alright that I snuck behind you...

Zeliro scowled at MD. "What do we do now?" Milk Duds thought for a moment, then deciding to check his subscribed threads. There was a new post in the OoC Thread. Clicking on that link, MD and Zeliro read in unison: "Meet me at Rockafellar Center." It was from Scoria.

Zeliro's eyes narrowed. "Who the hell is Scoria?" he demanded of Milk Duds. "Well," the young pre-teenager said reluctantly, "Scoria is a member of the Battle Arena. He has a character named Tuariv, like I have you."

"I've never heard of Tuariv." MD nodded. "Of course not. He resides in the Dome, and you don't." Zeliro's eyes narrowed. "Well, creator, where is this Rockafellar?" Milk Duds thought for a moment. "It's hundreds of miles away from here: it'll take weeks to get there on foot, and I can't drive."

Before MD knew it, he was hoisted up by his collar. "We'll use the World Wide Web," Zeliro said confidently, and MD found himself taken to Google.com.

"What the heck is going on?" MD exclaimed. Zeliro scowled. "You're the genius, creator," he said sarcastically, "so tell me, is this a search engine?" MD nodded. Pushing his creator out of the way, Zeliro looked into the Google text box. "Rockafellar Center!" he exclaimed, and the screen went black.

When they woke up, they found themselves in a cafe. A sign said "Internet Cafe, brought to you by Rockafellar Center." MD smiled. "You did it, Zeliro!" The vampire glared. "Don't get used to it." The two leaped up out of the computer: thankfully, no one was looking. Thinking for a moment, MD gasped and jumped in front of the BA character.

"What?" the vampire hissed. "Well..." MD muttered, "you're out of place here, so..." "Fine!" Zeliro grabbed the nearest man, who was wearing sunglasses, a hood, and a long coat, and quickly stripped him of clothing, putting it on. Thankfully, no one was looking. "Now, let's go! We have to meet "Scoria"!"

As the two ran around Rockafellar Center, they found a large shop saying "Nintendo World". MD's eyes lit up. "A clue!" "Huh?" Zeliro was confused. "What does Nintendo have to do with this?" MD shrugged. "Zelda's a Nintendo-owned franchise. It's probably here that Scoria and Tuariv are."

The two walked in calmly. As they approached the 2nd floor, MD saw something very interesting. "No way! The Twilight Princess demo!" He rushed over to the shelf, dragging Zeliro with him. As he approached the free demo, he collided with another browser. "Hey!"

MD blinked. "I'm so sorry, sir." A taller figure with a sword moved in from behind him. "Don't be so clumsy," the taller man said to the younger boy. Or was it a man? As MD squinted to look, he saw lizard-like features on him. Tuariv! And if so...

"Scoria?" MD muttered amazedly. Scoria stared at him. "Who are you?" MD shrugged. "I'm Milk Duds. I'm from ZU, as well." Scoria's mouth opened. "Oh... and is your friend..." MD nodded. "Yep."

Scoria jerked his head. "We have to find someplace private to talk." MD nodded, and the bunch of four began walking. Just then, though, something crashed through the window...

Two boys. One was decidedly unhuman, though. Zeliro looked closely, and it came to him in a burst of knowledge. "You!" he shouted. "From Mount Montezuma!" MD blinked. "Then you're... DarkZeroHyrule, right?"

"Yes and you're the culprit!" DZH shouted at MD.
"You idiot!" DZX yelled as he smacked the back of DZH's head, "MD created Zeliro!"
"And I created you, so you should listen to me as he listens to MD," DZH said with pride.
"And we can kill you!" both Zeliro and DZX said.
"Drop it?" the boy said with quick thought.
"For now," both said with quick thought as well.
"Now, if you're MD and that is Zeliro, then you two must be Scoria and Tuariv," DZH decided, "You two seem to know what's going on here. Can you explain. My home street is being attacked and my parent won't tolerate me skipping school and the destruction of our apartment in one day."

OoC: Shortness... yeah... CJ's drained.

"It seems they've found eachother." commented Gorin. The echo and Mike were standing near the meeting of ZU members. Mike kept two fingers on one of the knives in case more imps came.

"It seems so..." said Mike. The teen could easily make out the shape of Tuariv. Tuariv was with several others, a little under half of which were obviously BA characters.

"Yo." called Mike. Tuariv and the others turned to him. Tuariv instantly recognized Gorin, and it didn't take too long for Scoria to recognize him as well.

"Is that you Mikey B?" asked Scoria. Tuariv and Gorin were merely staring at eachother. Finally a familiar face!!

"Err, the names Mike when we're not on ZU." replied Mike. He brought his hand out of his pocket, revealing a seven inch blade.

Tuariv jumped in front of Scoria to protect him. Gorin did the same with Mike. The teen merely shrugged.

"It's just a knife for you to use Scoria. You don't look like you brought any protection other than Tuariv." commented Mike. He didn't mind giving away his seven inch blade, it was too long to acurately throw.

"What's going on here?" DZH addressed Mike and Scoria.

Scoria tried to explain. "All I know is that there are some assassins that want to destroy people on ZU, so our characters are here to protect us." "That's it? I knew that much!" DZH was ready to spring at Scoria, but DZX held him back. "Not today, genius."

Now DZH turned to MD. "Do you know anything?" MD shrugged. "Not really. I do know that our characters can enter computers, and take us with them. That's how we got here." "Still not useful!"

"You know part of the story..." A figure from behind them, "but do you know it all?" They spun, turning to him. "Who are you?" MD asked, first to regain voice. This figure was glowing, dressed regally. "I am the head of ZU's Central Staff. I am called Webmaster, and I know the truth."

"The truth?" all eight adventurers cried. Web nodded. "You see, a long time ago, the first 12 BAers of ZU learned the secret of meeting their own character. The characters were told the truth. These vicious warriors escaped from ZU and killed their creators. They've been waiting until today to extract their final revenge."

"What?" Mike shouted. "That's insane!" Just then, sirens filled the air. The door of Nintendo World burst open, and 12 S.W.A.T team members ran into the room. "This is the police!" one cried. "Don't make a move!"