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.”
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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?
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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?”
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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.”