"Well, on the bright side, at least you're familiar with these kinds of scenarios." Zelda offered.

"Right. Because when someone wakes up after being in a crash, they just love to be told that the planet they woke up on is at war with some oppressive regime." Captain America quipped back as he punched an enemy soldier's face so hard that he flew back and into a brick wall, "The ironic part is that the last time I woke up from my freeze, I was told that a war was won."

"Well, we're almost at the lab." Zelda said, after blasting an enemy with her magic, "You ready to storm the base?"

"Always am."

The Captain kicked the door in, and sent it flying into some soldiers, as he used his shield for cover against their guns, Zelda started blasting them with her magic.

"Cap? Zelda?" Fox McCloud was currently being held hostage alongside some civilians, "Thank the maker. Guys, this is Cap. I told you about him earlier. Don't worry, he's here to give us a hand."

"Fox! Your legs!" Captain America grabbed them off the table near the cell and slipped them through the bars, "Woah!"

"Cap!" Fox looked on as his friend was being ganged up on by several other soldiers, thinking quickly, he reattached his prosthetic legs as fast as he could.

"Urgh, Get! OFF!" Cap flung the other soldier to the ground before knocking him out with his mighty shield.

"Hey, where are your weapons?"

"Not here, Zelda." Fox answered while he was busy with his left leg, "Those assholes took it and went in the other room. Give me a bit and I'll give you backup."

"I'll cover you!" Zelda replied, "Just hurry up a bit!"

"I'm trying!"

"Poyo?"

"No Kirbeh. I don't think he's in there either. Man, this Doomsday fella is a real weird one." Dedede scratched his head, "One moment, he's screaming in my face, then you come along, and he runs off like he saw a ghost!"

"Poyo…"

"I know. I know. But we can't worry about that now. This planet's weird. You can't bring out your Warp Star, and a lot of your typical abilities ain't workin' either."

"Poyo! Poyo!"

"I'm hungry too, Kirbeh, but we ain't near any restaurants!" The King of Dreamland pointed out, "We'll have to make do with these Senzu."

"Poyo! Poyo?"

"'Can we plant 'em'?- Well, it can't hurt to try." Dedede replied, "Here's hopin' that nothing goes wrong with our little garden then." He said as he planted a few beans and then poured some Water into Kirby's mouth to let him transform so that the seed could get some water.

"Hey, see if you can't make a pond or whatever. I need a bath!"

"Poyo!"

"'Too much informa-' I'll Inform your heinie if you don't give me a bath, Kirbeh!"

"At least this river is full of freshwater…" Ken said as he sat down, "Ugh, why did we have to get ourselves stranded on this planet? It's bad enough that we lost contact with the others, but this had to happen?"

"It is most unfortunate. However, bemoaning our situation will not help."

"Sorry, Hyabussa. But this isn't exactly an ideal situation, y'know?"

"Indeed. I will check on Lucario and his goal of finding us some suitable food to eat."

"No need." The Aura Pokémon appeared to them with several large fish in his paws, "Hyabussa, if you would be so kind as to find us some branches for a fire?"

"Of course. We will rest here, and then keep looking for civilization. Failing that, we look for a cave to make shelter in."

"Right."

"Indeed."

The three of them quietly ate for a while until night fell. This strange world they found themselves on… It was very mountainous. However, despite all of that, they could not help but feel… That there was something more to this strange new world they found themselves on.

"Quicksilver! We've got it distracted! Do it now!"

"On it!" Quicksilver started to circle the giant worm monster and began punching it at incredible speeds.

"AUURRRRGGHHHH!"

"Whew! Finally. I thought that thing would never go down!"

"Let's report back to the village we found. I'm sure they'll be happy to know that we cleared some of these things."

"Great. Maybe then they might get some decent food." Pietro muttered.

"Focus on food is unwise." Strider Hiryu said as he returned from his own position, "We should take pride in saving these people."

"That's great and all, but we need a place to sleep and eat. And unfortunately, those guys don't have much to fight off these… Worm Monsters" Carolina gestured to the beast they had recently fell.

"I'm with Carolina on this one. We can't exactly beat around the bush here. Plus, with all this sand, I can barely get enough traction to see if there's anywhere else we could go to for help."

"Starting to sound like Anakin there for a bit."

"I can tell you're smirking." Quicksilver shot back, "And besides, he's got a point! With how often it trips me up, who wouldn't hate sand?"

"Regardless, we should bring the corpse back. That one blacksmith said he could create bullets from the organs inside, and I am positive that Agent Carolina could use the additional ammunition."

"Ooh, yeah. Good call. I'm down to my last three ammo packs."

"I call dibs on not carrying that thing. My deal is speed, not strength."

"Remind me again whose idea it was to jettison all of the hate mail we've ever gotten into deep space?"

"I think, and don't quote me on this, I think it might've been Batman. But he might have been joking. I don't know I wasn't there." Naruto shrugged.

"I have a better question: How'd it end up all the way out here?" Hal asked, "Seriously! I'm pretty sure that this is another universe entirely! How does a literal planet of hate mail end up in another universe entirely?"

"I don't know. Maybe it fell into a wormhole or something?" Raven sighed, "Hey, I think this one's for you."

"Which guy do they want to send to my house this time?- Parallax? Sinestro? Beerus?"

"Uh, none. It's… OJ Simpson?"

"Why him in particular?" T'Challa asked as he wadded through the hate mail that went up to his knees.

"I… Honestly don't know. Maybe they just wanted to name-drop a serial killer?"

"There are plenty of those in my own universe, and in other universes. Can you let me see that for a sec?"

Raven handed him the letter.

"Let's see, yadda yadda yadda, 'Ben could one-shot Beerus using Gray Matter' blah blah blah, 'I hope that you guys get run over by a truck'?" He looked up, "Why does he say it like he can make it happen personally?"

"I do not know. You should see one of mine." T'Challa looked at the one in his hand, "It says, and I quote, 'Panther only won because of Black History Month, I demand a do-over with the correct results this time.'"

"Wow. Straight to racism. At least my detractors aren't that bad." Hal shrugged before tossing away the letter.

"Well, with all this negativity hindering our abilities, I suppose us emotion-powered combatants should stick together?" Raven offered.

"Good call. Man, Atrocitus would love it here."

"Hey guys! Check this out! I think I found shelter!"

The trio at the bottom of the hate-mail cliff flew up to Naruto's location.

"Naruto…" Raven deadpanned, "That's not shelter. That's the gaping mouth of some rage-monster."

"Oh… Uh, should we do something?"

"Hang on. Maybe if we don't bother it, it won't bother us."

"GRAAAHHHHAAALLLL!"

"Or not…"

"Dammit. Of all the times- OOF!"

Hal was cut off by the creature's suddenly extending claw knocking him at least five miles away.

"Dammit. Next time, we shoot the hate mail into the sun."

"Let us just hope that there is a next time!"

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