"You ruined Bueno Nacho, now your gonna... Drakken?" Ron Stoppable appeared on the planet.
"I think... Logan?" Nightcrawler appeared.
'Where is she... Where am I?' Nancy thought as she appeared.
Crystabar appeared. The Atom appeared.
"Marle! No, she needs help!" Glenn appeared.
"Yo, calm down. What are you anyway?" Spooner appeared.
"Is that a frog?" Nightcrawler answered.
"Why can you talk?"
"I was cursed by a Mystic, if you must know. Now I have a friend in peril, send me back or suffer my wrath!" Glenn demanded.
"I didn't bring you here. What's a Mystic? Is that like a Witchdocter?" Spooner asked.
"Who did bring us here?" Nancy asked.
"Magic such as this will surely bring the followers of Chaos down upon us." Crystabar stated.
"The followers of Chaos? Magic? Curses? Man, I thought Norway was bad." Ron said thinking aloud.
"Quiet child. No one asked for your opinion." Crystabar spat at him.
"Hey, no need to be disrespectful." The Atom said.
As they argued amongst themselves, Sean started to stir.
"Ugh, my head."
"Who's that?" Spooner asked.
"Hey, are you ok?" Ron asked the rising teen.
"Yeah... Are you Ron Stoppable?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?"
"Um, you guys don't already know?"
"Know what?" Atom probed.
"Oh crap. Well this is kinda hard to explain. You see, I was told to choose a team of fighters to use in a chess game. Of course after I chose, they told me it was a war."
"A war? I was already in a war." Crystabar stated.
"Yeah, I know. I know all about you guys. In my dimension you guys are fictional characters. I know about the Justice League and the war between Law and Chaos. I know about Ron's phobia of monkeys. I know about Spooner's hatred of robots and about the X-Men. I know about the Ejin incident and the British Library. And I know about Lavos. I chose you guys not because you were the strongest, but because you each offer something that I feel is a valuable asset to the team. I want you to know that you were chosen for reasons other than your ability to win a fight. I chose each of you for a reason and we can win this war. My opponent also chose a team of 7. The only way to win this war is to kill my opponent. Unfortunately I can not attack him. If I were allowed to kill him I would not have chosen anyone." Sean explained.
"So if we kill you now, we can go home right?" Spooner asked.
"Possibly, but I wasn't told what happens to the losers. All I know is that when we die, we won't be brought back."
"Let's kill him and find out." Crystabar suggested.
"No, what if we cease to exist because he lost? It's too much of a risk." Nightcrawler pointed out.
"What do you mean we aren't real in your 'dimension'?" Ron asked.
"All of us are from different dimensions. I don't know why I was chosen as the leader, but I was. I don't expect you to obey my every command, but I wish for your cooperation. Also, we should have weapons around here somewhere."
Nancy and Spooner each pulled out a gun. Glenn unsheathed his Masamune. Crystabar pointed his crystal sword at the teen. Nightcrawler, Atom, and Ron all looked around in confusion.
"I don't have a weapon." Nightcrawler said.
"Me either." Atom stated blandly.
"I don't have one either." Ron said.
An orange sword appeared in Ron's hand and a steel staff appeared in Sean's hand.
"All right, the Lotus Blade! Coolio!" Ron shouted.
"You don't have a weapon Nightcrawler, and Atom's suit counted as a weapon." Sean said, "Now, we should probably find some cover in case it rains."
"Yes, you can explain more on the way." Nightcrawler said as they all started walking east.
Meanwhile on the other side of the planet, a girl is in a similar situation.