Memories: A Suite Life/Waverly Place Crossover
Chapter 2:
Monster Hunters held off a number of pouncers that decided to strike back at them from built up instincts of intense past battles with the Monster Hunters. Some Monster Hunters just generated wind currents to shake the feline and canine hybrids in mid attack, while some others struggled in hand to hand with more brutal hybrid intensity. Some of the Monster Hunters closer to the parking lot full of buses began cooling off the buses' overheating condition with massive water spray.
Harper protested in horror over the battle, "but what if our actions turn out to recreate the reality change?(!)" She abruptly clinked the coin themed rings together on her fingers against an attacker, sending an amplified shockwave against the eagle biped that tried to surprise attack her in primal fury. It involuntarily lost its momentum, falling to the ground below knocked out. Steam was coming off of the buses, creating a rising cloud of vapor.
Miranda insisted in stubbornness, "oh, come on! By enhancing that sense of déjà vu with assistance from the brainwave helmets, we'll be capable of choosing our own fates this time." She jumped off the ground to punch under the chin a pouncing cat hybrid, but instead tumble kicked off the hybrid's chest and back to the ground in realization of missing the first time. The cat hybrid bumped into a eagle hybrid, starting an impersonally personal brawl.
Harper sighed in dark acknowledgment. She explained with tears, "I just…can't stand to see this carnage again." Miranda gave her an empathic look. They both soon found themselves in hand to hand with some bipedal capybaras. Unfortunately, by this time, the bipedal cats and canines have made their way onto the lawn…literary locked in combat with their cruel claws and tails with a mind of their own. Harper called out, "now!" She and Miranda quickly snapped their fingers, unleashing near blinding flares from their nail polish. The relatively local Monster Hunter squad generated more wind in coordination with each other, trapping the flares and water with dissipating smoke and steam in a developing vortex of confusion. More bodies fell to the grass to Harper and Miranda's uncertainty, blanketed by growing gray areas.
Miranda suddenly swung off one of the bipedal capybaras to kick the other in midair with surprisingly strong air currents, catching the second bipedal beast off guard as Harper punched it to unconsciousness. The lawn was being ripped into slabs of marble and plant life by the unnatural tornado.
Miranda called out teary eyed, "stop!" The Monster Hunters struggled to lower the air currents with simultaneous venting, for some were regrettably tossed into the already half wrecked mansion's walls and unconsciousness. A few more sections of the manor gave way from their fallen support, crumbling to pieces below on top of some confused animal hybrids. Cat hybrids had hightailed their tail swinging to the extent of becoming wrecking balls of fur and claws on their enemies, around the time the vortex started becoming noticeable. These wrecking balls though became unwilling attackers of chaos to the wind itself against random hybrids, cyborgs, trees, bushes, and flying objects.
Bunches of eagle hybrids tried to fight against the nearly uncontainable tornado prior to air lowering with their wings, but were mainly unsuccessful in avoiding potential clubs of flying objects while fighting among their subfactions. Harper and Miranda were slammed by the shrinking artificial tornado into the front windows of a bus that was picked off the ground by the same vortex. Airborne buses crashed into cat and canine hybrids alike, sending a bunch more crashing down by the dissipating subtwister. Harper called out, "look out!" She and Miranda covered their heads with their arms as glass gave way to their bodies, breaking in pieces within the bus they fell into with groans.
Aching Miranda and bruised Harper pulled themselves up into the closest seats they could find. Miranda asked in the middle of getting up, "what…was that?" Harper figured, "nothing to worry…about." She noticed something. Miranda double realized, "not…yet." The bus landed hard against one of the entrance's walls, the tornado finally tamed to a gentle breeze. The Monster Hunters in what was left of the Sonnenberg Gardens began to carry the thousands of unconscious animal hybrids on stretchers to carry further on to the FBI's National Security Branch. They were even using the confiscated fancy cars the Monster Hunters used to have as male celebrities for a convenient alternative to the overheated vehicles.
Harper and Miranda shifted behind a side aisle of seats, the side windows shattering from the bus's momentum discharging through the wall. Miranda called out randomly, "storm!" Suddenly, both sets of hearing aid gadgets started beeping at the programmed command word.
A considerable distance away, on Waverly Place, the rest of the Monster Hunters were considerably through opening and closing all the closets in Waverly Place as per Miranda's instructions. In a few of these closets were some familiar pins, but with a nano motor and a small cord wired separately to each one. In the time the physical vortex has delayed chances of Miranda and Harper physically getting to Manhattan in time, the magical chain lightning and the Wiz World's own vortex to the Wizard Wars of the past was once more on the brink of unleashing the monsters of the past onto the civilization of the present. Yet, the ear pin bombs beeped the same way the hearing aid gadgets did.
Only one second later, with some Monster Hunters holding the doors to both the Russos' and the Taylors' wizard lairs for wireless reception, each set of 2 ear pin bombs for each wizard lair combusted in reaction to the minor modifications in their reception of their added activators. The released cryogenic gas engulfed both lairs in simultaneous sync, shrinking the portal before it could finish being created. The monster hybrids from the past charged for the diminishing portal anyway, but missed. They returned to their prehistoric wars without much second thought. A monster Hunter cried, "now!" The 6 or so Monster Hunters positioned in the Taylors' and the Russos' residences quickly generated enough water and wind to reasonably counteract the wizard chain lightning that was trying to redo the time loop.
Magic lightning was repairing the Wizard World at a relatively more accelerated rate than the first time, but was struggling to break out of the barrier of water and wind like a trapped animal. The magic lightning was building up, as the Monster Hunters struggled to play an unorthodox tug-of-war involving to at least some degree kinetically pushing the other side over to win. One of them called in hidden alarm, "bring them in!" Four more Monster Hunters were a distance away from the closets, carrying the unconscious Russo and Taylor family members on their backs to save all the time they could.
While all this was happening, Miranda and Harper had gotten to the front of the moving bus they were still in. The bus had drifted beyond the road and into a small gathering of trees by the time Miranda took the wheel. Harper asked, "where's the brakes?" Miranda tried to press the brake pedal, but all that happened was some unsettling groans of metal on metal. She muttered, "at least I don't feel déjà vu anymore." Harper intuitively kicked off the door lever. She called out, "Miranda, come on!" Harper swung perilously off the moving door frame. Miranda pulled herself onto the open bus door with some leg momentum, the bus heading straight for a typical white house through a backyard fence. Harper tumbled in dirt, lying on the ground in more bruising and dirt with some big coughing.
Miranda swung off the hanging bus door as the bus collided with the nearby house's walls, slipping into the backyard in the same state Harper found herself in. Except of course, with more grass and less dirt. Across the street from this backyard, a few feet away from the street itself, was Harper. Near the backyard was a bus smashed into a fireplace, two rooms away from a destroyed bathroom and bedroom. Glass and pieces of furniture everywhere, and a number of unconscious knocked bodies that would have had more concussions if it wasn't for the mental bang itself. Miranda gasped, "we…di..i..t…" She and Harper fell unconscious for real this time, to be coincidentally noticed by some of the Monster Hunters and picked up for concussion treatment.
Back at Waverly Place, the Monster Hunters had nudged the unconscious family members far enough on the ground to bypass the still surging magic lightning above in the midst of the risky push-of-war with fate itself. Alex, Justin, Max, and their parents slid back home, into the already close to being fully repaired wizard lair of the Russos. T.J. Taylor, also found at the Aim Hotel in Boston, along with his parents slid into their wizard lair. The wizard lightning was distracted enough by the presence of the returned wizard families to give the Monster Hunters the opportunity to shut the closet doors on them. They even went so far as melting and solidifying the door locks shut with fire and a bunch of the nearest containers of water. Blue flames came from the doors, which took time bomb water grenades from the Monster Hunters to put out. They called out, "run!"
These Monster Hunters suddenly ran out of the buildings in a panic. The Taylors' apartment and the Timeless Sand's kitchen were both soaking wet soon after the cyborgs stood back on the near sidewalk. The magic lightning hit the immediate families placed back in their wizard lairs, including the body of the young woman that started the whole mental bang in the first place: Alex Russo. All the effects of the mental bang itself began to mentally reverse themselves in under half the number of days the mental bang has so far lasted for: Poetically, in the form of a familiar realm of dreams with the Identity and the Community playing mind games with each other for the fate of civilization. The time loop has been corrected by an overlapping dimension known as the Wizard World, with its own subdimension of time independent from our own subdimension of time on Earth.
To put it in better terms, without a conscious wizard to give off to the Wizard World a strong enough subconscious desire of time passing to the wizard dependent climate of the Wizard World itself, time is literally frozen in the Wizard World until a wizard can be conscious again. And the Wizard World, with the input it has collected and adapted to from at least some centuries of civilized wizard magic, has developed a instinctive immune system of magic and a psychic connection to wizards and wizard monsters alike. The Wizard World's magical climate protecting and preserving troubling wizard conditions on a national level is not only instinctive in this sense, but also logical and suggestive of the acts of a very powerful spirit.
Plus, one time loop on Earth does not affect the Wizard World's separate atmosphere of frozen time and space…and yet affects both mental bang affected timelines with the same effects, because the Wizard World already did it the first time with magical lightning physically across Earth and humanity itself.
