AN: This fanfiction includes Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Supernatural, Doctor Who, Avengers, and Sherlock characters. The beginning may be confusing but keep reading until Chapter 2.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own any of these shows/movies/things.
Chapter One: Wrong Place, Wrong Time
"Stop bloody deducing me!" Spike shouted.
"What are you trying to hide?" Sherlock asked him.
"All right, who gave Amy a love potion?" Angel asked the group.
"Hush now." Amy replied, her arms draped over Angel's shoulders. "The only spell I'm under is yours."
Clint and Natasha ran through the doors, weapons out.
"They're coming." Natasha warned. "Where's the Doctor?"
"Um, guys?" Rory called out. "Where are we?" He looked around, but couldn't see. His surroundings danced before his eyes in waves and streaks of color, nothing more.
A crack formed in the ceiling, and it spread, until finally it widened, and part of the ceiling came crashing down to the ground. John Watson fell through with it, his face covered in dirt. He looked around, and upon seeing the scene before him, muttered,
"Damn."
Buffy had Sam backed against the wall of the room, and she was nibbling on his ear. Sam tried his best to protest, but a combination of Buffy's slayer strength and Sam's body not wanting her to stop kept him where he was.
"My brother's going to kill me." Sam kept repeating.
A galaxy away, Dean ran at the door, but it wouldn't open.
"Relax, Dean." Said Captain Jack Harkness. "We'll get out soon enough."
"Soon enough? We're on the other side of the freakin' universe. We need to get back now."
"Calm down. She should be here soon."
"Sorry, kids." Tony said, pulling a small metal box out of his pocket. "But soon isn't fast enough."
"OUT OF THE WAY! MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" shouted Steve, back on Earth, as he ran past Natasha, dressed in his Captain America suit, his shield on his arm. A big green man known as the Hulk came barreling through the door, followed by Thor, whose hammer was swinging. Mjolnir flew towards the Hulk, who crashed to the ground. Before he got up again, a noise filled the small room, and the TARDIS began to materialize around him. After a minute, the doors swung open, and the Doctor stumbled out, apparently intoxicated. He had a fez on his head and sunglasses on his face. His hair was sprinkled with confetti, and he was humming a show tune.
"All righty then!" he announced, his words slightly slurred. "Where were we?"
AN: I hope you enjoyed. You may be asking, "What the hell is going on?!" but don't worry. It'll all be explained, sometime.
Review, favorite, enjoy!
-M.
