[ WP ] The traditional story of a band of heroes working together against a common enemy . Only that this band of heroes all come from wildly varying genres .

The room was stale, seemingly unused for quite a while. The tables and chairs were covered in dust and the paint on the walls was chipping away, many areas littered with air pockets struggling to break free from their paper thin confines. Nothing moved until a commotion started above it. Yells muffled by the drywall could be heard upstairs before the loud bursts of gunfire sounded off. In response, a sound that could only be described as a shimmer echoed before a startling crack raced after it. The rattling of some sort of gun could be heard before someone blurted out a half-obscenity. Then, a light crunch played out, whimsically, ecstatically bouncing off the walls above, causing a many grunts and startled yells of pain. 
 
 After the short back and forth of gunfire and the other nature'd sounds that played out above the room, the door within it slammed open. A man in blue-ish gray robes shuffled into the room, holding the door open. `` Get in here you two! Hurry!'' the raspy, gruff voice shouted. As the previous gunfire seemed to continue in an almost continuous streak, another man approached the door. 
 
 He backed in, firing off his silver pistol into the room he previously occupied. His head served as a shelf for his haphazardly placed bowler cap while the oddly stocky limbs attached to his body let a black three-piece suit hang upon them. `` Screw off, you crazy palookas!'' he snarled before backing up a step too far, sending him tumbling down the stairs that lead further into the dusty, old room. `` Ack! Why did n't ya warn me about them stairs, Slandin?'' he called up to the robed one as he sat up, his vowels distorting as if one was pinching his wide nostrils together. 
 
 Paying him no mind, Slandin ducked into the room to dodge a stray bullet for a moment before shouting, `` Get in here, Tinks, you daft fool!'' Without another moments notice, a short, hair covered person flung himself into the room, using the top of the door frame to swing in. Clumsily landing on the man who just fell down the stairs, Tinks said, `` Oh, sorry Lenny.'' Lenny pushed him off and cried, `` Urgh, get off you me ya damn chimp!'' Tinks yelped as he was pushed off of him and onto another part of the floor. Raising himself up with his long, thin and quite prehensile tail, Tinks said, `` Relax, no need to get grumpy ole sourpuss.'' 
 
 As Lenny got up off the floor, he looked over Tinks, noting the numerous holes that went straight through his body. None of them produced any blood and, upon further inspection, the insides of the hole seemed to just replicate the look and feel of whatever part had been punctured. It was like Tinks was a spry, life-given piece of clay, his wounds looking as if someone just took out a piece from his torso without much of a hassle. Rolling his eyes, Lenny muttered, `` Stupid Toons,'' as he turned back to Slandin. `` How's the door coming, magic man? I just ran out of rounds for my pistol and my Tommy gun ran out a couple of minutes ago,'' Lenny asked in an annoyed tone, wiggling his empty guns to emphasize his point. 
 
 As all of this was going on, Slandin had pulled out an off gray, oak stick. The seemingly ordinary stick had been emitting various colors of light and sparks for several moments. Its trail of neon colors marked the door as the wizard quickly moved his stick across it. Once some unknown, mystic symbol had been scrawled on the door, the rest of it shimmered in a transparent, multicolored spectrum. `` Patience, Leonard. This type of work ca n't be done as fast as you can pull a trigger,'' the grizzled voice projected from the cloak. Pulling down his hood, Slandin revealed his white, wrinkled face. It was mostly pale with some red remaining in his cheeks, probably brought about from the previous hours of tension. `` And I'll have you know that I am not some'magic man' from where you come from. I'm a Magister. We've been over this, get it right... simpleton.'' He paused before puffing out the quick insult. 
 
 `` We also went over the plan, but you two could n't seem to get that right either! You got yer part wrong and you were lollygagging, not paying attention! Know ya onions you dang jokes!'' Lenny pointed to Slandin and Tinks respectively as he said this. 
 
 Tinks scratched his head as he hopped off of his tail, which he had been currently using as a raised seat, before chiming in, `` Why did we have to know about onions for this, Len? Besides, I hate onions! They leave a nasty taste in my mouth.'' Looking over at the chimp, Lenny's face grew red as he pulled back his fist and exclaimed, `` Its a figure of speech, you dolt!'' Lenny rammed his fat fist into the side of Tinks' face, causing it to spin all the way around several times, as if it was on a rotating wheel. `` Ow, geez!'' The monkey whined as he held his hand up to the red mark on his face. 
 
 `` Leonard, no need for violence! We may not have prepared much, but do n't act like you did n't have a part in it as well. Eyeing over those women on the streets like a savage, instead of keeping an eye out like you were supposed to. My word!'' Slandin scolded Lenny while he pocketed his wand into his sleeve. 
 
 `` From what we've gone through in the past couple of days, there is plenty of need for violence. And fine, I might have been a little distracted, but at least I did n't screw up my whole damn part of the job!'' The stocky man complained, his voice drawing out the vowels in his words. `` What's done is done. We ca n't go back, and there is only room to go forward,'' Slandin retorted before looking at the cheery, ecstatic monkey, the primate contorting and stretching himself to inhuman, cartoonish lengths out of boredom. `` Tinks, the time?'' 
 
 `` Oh, uhm sure!'' The small chimp clearly called out. He reached behind his back back, pulling out a hammer almost twice his size from thin air. The chimp was able to easily hold it, but he looked at it in confusion. `` No, not that,'' he said to himself before putting it back from wherever it came from and rummaging to get another item. Pulling out a banana peel, he sighed and put it back. `` Surprise surprise, the monkey brought along a banana snack,'' Lenny chuckled as Tinks rummaged some more. 
 
 After a couple of moments of searching, Lenny sighed and groaned, `` What's taking so long, furball? If its so easy to get stuff lost wherever he's keeping that crap, why did we bother to let him have the Translocator Watch in the first place?'' Rolling his eyes, Slandin explained, `` While I'd agree with you for once, we gave it to him because he would n't be able to lose it, unless of course he forgot where it was in there. its sort of hard for someone to drop something or be pickpocketed from an invisible holding place.'' `` Well it looks like he forgot,'' Lenny finished. 
 
 A moment later, the door produced a booming thud. The trio looked at it, noticing the magic Slandin had put on it was starting to slowly dissipate. `` Come on, Tinks!'' Slandin encouraged him in an agitated voice. Several moments later, Tinks had found the black circle he was looking for. `` Ah, okay. Its about 6:45,'' he told them before pocketing it again. `` What? He should have been here by-'' 
 
 Slandin was interrupted as the three of them fell down. A blue portal suddenly opened up under them and, once they were all through it, it closed as fast as it had appeared. They hurtled through the strange blue pathway for a short time until they were engulfed in a white light and tossed sideways onto a green field. They all landed awkwardly next to each other, Lenny slightly toppled over Slandin and Tinks having fallen onto Lenny's back. Before the other two could look up, Tinks exclaimed `` Grath!'' and hopped off Lenny. The Magister and the dressed up thug groaned as they stood up, dusting themselves off. 
 
 `` Took you long enough, Grath. We were almost dead meat down there,'' Lenny complained to the man as he looked him over. Grath was young man, maybe in his upper-20's, who wore a bright orange shirt and had a black, shining pants. Despite the chrome and blue lines that glowed in intricate patterns across his clothes, they looked fairly normal. In his hand, he held a black and blue pistol that looked as if it was powering down. `` It did n't take you three long to mess up the plan, now did it?'' He holstered his futuristic pistol and scoffed, `` Idiots...'' as he turned his back to them for a moment to look at their surroundings. Sighing, he turned back to them and said, `` However, now that they know what we've been trying to do, we do n't have much time to waste. We have to make another plan and get back to Daleto, or else they'll win, got it? Now come on, we have to find someplace to recharge my portal gun,'' he informed them as he patted his holstered gun before simply turning away from them and walking off, expecting them to follow him shortly. 
 
 The trio started to follow Grath and Tinks stated, `` Well, looks like we've got to find another way to save the world, huh?'' 
 
 Lenny replied, `` No, chimp. We're saving the universe.'' 
 
 Sighing, Slandin explained, `` Gentlemen, we're saving all the universes.'' 
 
 Grath yelled, `` SHUT UP!'' back to the only failures left that he could find to help save everything.
