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“Hmm...?” he picked up something rather... hold up.

“Hey, wait.” he tried to hurry up to the other instead of being an ass about it.

You know how some things just keep happening?

Like, it's a THING. You swear it is. Something will happen and ten you forget about it and then BOOM it happens again.

Well this was sort of like that, but it was a never ending thing. Pandora still looked the same and it still SUCKED. It wasn't your planet, it wasn't even in your UNIVERSE as far as you could tell (nor in the universe you needed to be in) and no one you knew was here.

It was like a dream bubble but without your friends and honestly, the only good part of dream bubbles WERE your friends...well, your dead friends...or your friends from another timeline who are dead now because that's THE PURPOSE OF DREAM BUBBLES.

It was confused, that was the end of it. What was more confusing is there seemed to have been an influx to the population of this GOD FORSAKEN PLANET.

Once again, you got your hopes up. Maybe, just MAYBE one of your friends would show up and you could find a way out of here. Maybe someone like Kanaya or Jade with space powers...hell maybe someone with ANY powers because let's face it, you were basically useless here.

You guess you'd gotten too wrapped up in your thoughts and bumped into someone, or maybe they bumped into you? But you stopped walking anyway to see who you'd run into."

"WATCH IT."

Dean and Sam had split up when were about to enter the vamp's nest. Sam went through the front and Dean went around to the back so they could have the place surrounded.

Dean clutched the machete in his hands as he made his way to the back of the large abandoned house. He wasn't nervous, he and Sam had done this many times before and this nest only held about six vamps. It would be an easy take down.

The older Winchester was making his way up the back porch steps when he felt something tugging at his ankle. On instinct, he turned and slashed at it with the machete. When he looked down he saw that it wasn't an enemy it was... a black vine of some sort? 

"What the...?"

Soon, there were more of them snaking across the ground, wrapping around Dean's ankles and creeping up his legs, trying to pull him. He kept attempting to cut them away with the machete until they started to pull harder and Dean fell, desperately grasping at anything he could.

The chords kept wrapping around his body until he was consumed by them. He blacked out.

Dean rolled over with a groan and rubbed his hand over his face. Man, that was a weird-ass dream, he thought as he sat up. He turned to look over at Sam's bed.

Sakura was motionless- partially from fear, partially from shock.

The sun felt warm, the breeze felt cool and the grass smelt like it should- like grass. This was not the school that Sakura had been forced to live in, this was the outside world!

She turned half way, there was no school anywhere around. How had she gotten here? Much like her arrival to the academy, she had no recollection of  making the decision to go outside. In fact, where even was this outside?

Sakura collected her thoughts as best she could. The school had not access to the outside world, this she knew. It was her job to check all of the windows - she knew this. So that meant that wherever she currently was- it was not the academy. It could have been another trick from Monobear but even that wretched creature had it's limits. Was it even possible for an evil, robotic bear to create an outside world that wasn't outside?

Sakura shook her head. She had been stuck in the school for so long, she was starting to doubt everything. She took a breath, this was just like when facing a new opponent in a fight. The first rule was to truth your gut and then- only then, start to use your intellect.

Sakura's gut told her that this was indeed the outside world. So now for her intellect- to work out where she was. As with the school, there seemed little point in trying to work this out by herself, so Sakura went off in search of other people (surely they had to be around somewhere?)

A little ways away, Sakura spotted another person and began walking towards them. She was eager to speak to them but did not want to rush so as not to scare the individual- she was very well aware that some people found her intimidating and that was not something she tried to do on purpose.

"Excuse me."

Android 18 never really left her brother alone, but there were some days, such as this, where she needed peace. Sometimes, she wished she could have more peace from him, but one could never stray too far from their own twin, it seemed. 17 was certainly irritating, but as he was the younger one, she couldn't expect any less.

She tucked her hair behind her ear, enjoying the breeze of the early night sky. The Earth was at peace, at least for a little while. Though the peace wouldn't stay for long; humans never was able to live without war. Not only that, but what was to stop another intergalactic threat from trying to destroy the Earth again? It wasn't anything they couldn't handle, 18 was certain of that.

But the worry was still there. Anything could have happened. And what if none of them were alive to stop it? No, how ridiculous. 18 was only being over-dramatic.

The night sky was something straight out of a painting; a mix of blues and oranges collided and blended to create the night sky. One could truly appreciate the little things about such a simple planet, filled with such simple people. It was fragile, pathetic, and plain. But despite being programmed to destroy it, she had grown to like it, little by little. It was certainly interesting. She could see a tiny bit of what Android 16 saw in the world.

'I should head back,' she thought to herself. All she wanted was a breath of fresh air and a slight change of surroundings, anyway. She took a couple of steps to find her brother once more; he wasn't going to be too far.

Something rough snapped itself around her forearm, trying to pull her away from her destination. This was not going to happen to her. With her other hand, Android 18 tried to collect enough energy to blast the rope-like thing snaked around her arm.

Another one wrapped around the wrist of her free arm, with enough grip to nearly fracture something. They were pulling her back and pulling her down. She didn't try to fly - they probably would have had an easier time pulling her, then.

"17!" she tried to call out, knowing it was unlikely that her brother heard. Another had wrapped around her waist. There was no chance for escape, yet she was still going to try her best to get out of there. But that wasn't happening.

Trying to break out of the strong grip, her footing was lost , giving the black ropes the upper hand. They pulled her in and, 18 wasn't sure why, but she had finally given in. The colours of the world around her swirled into a mix of colours, before draining away.

The light shined brightly over her eyelids. Certain that her optical sensors would break, she rolled onto her side. Her bed was not as soft as it used to be, nor was it ever this cold indoors. Android 18 opened her eyes as memories from before flooded her mind. It was only a nightmare, just a simple and cruel nightmare.

But when she was greeted by an unfamiliar place, she immediately sat up. Her arms and waist were no longer restrained, at least. That was the least of her worries. There was nothing about this place that she recognised.

One thing about being stuck in the Null Void was that it gave a prisoner plenty of time to think. Thoughts were powerful things to Galvans. And the more Albedo thought about his imprisonment, the more it infuriated him. How dare such a powerful tool like the Omnitrix be given to an insignificant child! He contributed to Azmuth's work for years! If anyone should have been entrusted with the Omnitrix, it was him! He clenched his fists in anger, gazing at the bars of his cell in contempt. Time was no matter for him- he could wait until he was free. And then, he would get revenge on Ben Tennyson and his former mentor, Azmuth. Fortunately for Albedo, he didn't have to wait for long to be free. He snapped out of his train of thought at the sudden sensation of something grabbing him and pulling him downward. "What the-?! Release me!" He hissed, resisting the strange tendrils that seemed intent on dragging him to who-knew-where. But almost as soon as it had started, Albedo felt himself grow tried, as if the cords were taking the energy right out of his body. Then...everything went dark.

When the Galvan came to, he immediately noticed that this was most definitely not the Null Void. In fact it looked like...Earth? Albedo wasn't sure which of the two he would have preferred- both were equally as dismal. Albedo sighed, wondering what fresh hell this was as he rose to his feet. Dusting himself off, Albedo wondered just how long he was out. How embarrassing. Well, it wasn't as if it was the first time he'd been thrown into another dimension with little to no warning. This place was much more clean and welcoming in appearance, however. Calm as ever, he decided that the best course of action would be to find out where he was, and then go from there.

Her body was synchronizing and buffering to the new terrain in which she was summoned to. Even after her great escape from the grid with the creators son, her isomorphic body still had a struggle to adapt to a wholesome realm. Cerulean beams - white lasers worked around her frame to analyze the complex DNA structure. Being that she was virus free, Quorra had been the missing puzzle to the imperfections of the medical field. The Flynn’s were the first to recognize the ISO, her importance to the users would grant them the cure to any aliment inflicted to ones body. Standing in the darkness would trigger her outfit to glow just as if she were still stuck within the grid along with all of the other programs. Unlike the others, since she was the apprentice of the creator - she bestowed similar abilities to such a high figure and shared the color of white to distinguish her alliance among the others. Some call her the savior of the bio-digital jazz filled world, where as her enemies were keen on stealing her DISC to obtain covert data for their own advantages.

//// "Complete."

After leaving the armory, grand doors opened her to a world of the most interesting of beings she has ever be able to scan before. To be honest, she felt just as enthralled the moment she met Sam Flynn and was able to discuss Jules Vernes and his creations. Clicks of her heels against the immaculate stonework echoed through its open scheme. Everyone seemed to be happy, and try as hard as she did, Quorra tilted her head to analyze what exactly these emotions were. The sun was warm and made her once pixelated skin change colors within its embrace. A few bodies decided to jump in front of her, and with her default settings she reverted to her primal instincts and grab her DISC that was attached to her back. The brightest light of white spun around the devices edges, spinning so fast that it made a constant humming noise.

The timelord had taken his boredom and used it in a more interesting force, finding an old abandoned clock tower in Tenebris and deciding to make it his own little house. Or shop. Or both, depending on who you asked. Within the base of the tower, was each and every clock the timelord had found, and each one ticked in exact unison. Some clocks were ten times the normal size, others looked eccentric beyond belief. There was even a clockface on the ground, the hands moving silently around the room. You would think the sound of thousands of clocks each ticking at once would deafen you, but it didn't. There was something that removed the sounds, minimized it. 

Though if you thought the clocks were amazing, then they had nothing on the scene that spanned towards the rafters. 

Twirling in spirals, loops, twists, turns in what seemed to be an endless line, was a toy roller coaster, the passengers appearing to be little toy soliders as they shot off in a never ending loop to the top of the clock tower, before spinning straight back down. Remote controlled helicopters flew endlessly in the air, looping up and around, planes had dog fights further up. There was a hot air balloon floating past, a Zeppelin sailing through the air in the opposite direction. Racing around the walls were several cars, jumping through hoops and flying off ramps. It was a dream land for every single humans inner child, a palace of pointless, endless fun.

And hanging from the middle in a harness, connecting more tracks for the coaster to roll over was the owner of all of this, The Doctor having an endless source of energy that he was now using to create the universes greatest clock fixing shop in history.

"Oi! Apollo I can see you, get back on course! You're not suppose to orbit Jupiter until 4:37pm! Don't make me come up there! Hey! What are you doing, no racing around the constellations until 7:59am!  Has anyone seen my cup of tea? Ah! Thank you Leonardo, yes I'll work on that height problem in a moment."