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Mortuus Orbis	By : Sparrow & InBrightestDay Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Crossovers Views: 3540 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the franchises, characters, or anything else from the settings in this collection. These include Street Fighter, Marvel, Sailor Moon, Kill La Kill, and others. I made no money from this work.

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The journey back to the shelter was not a terribly long one, which was fortunate, given that the group’s undead cargo refused to shut up, no matter how many times they kicked it. The zombie’s moans weren’t extremely loud, but none of them wanted to chance drawing any more attention than they had to.
“Why are we dragging this thing around?” the Black Widow asked quietly, her gaze moving from shadow to shadow, alert for threats. “Doesn’t really seem like the brightest idea.”
“Know your enemy,” the SWAT officer, Ash, replied, keeping her voice low as well. “We’ve got a doctor back at the shelter, Erzsebet Báthory.” She said the name with some distaste. “She wants a specimen to look at, and the better we know these things the more effectively we can fight them. Might also be important for understanding how this place works.”
Eventually, they arrived at a relatively small, unassuming two story building. The windows were dark, and no signs of movement could be detected within.
“This is your headquarters?” Chun-Li asked, some level of doubt audible in her voice. Ash didn’t respond this time, but the woman in the witch hat tilted her head and gave her a sly smile.
“You know what they say about appearances,” she said as they made their way into a nondescript office space. The brunette in the greatcoat reached under a desk and flipped some sort of switch. “They can be quite deceiving.”
With a low rumble, a slab of the floor began sliding back, slowly but surely revealing a staircase into a basement level of some kind, illuminated by fluorescent lights. The group descended without fanfare, Harry assisting Ash in carrying the captured zombie down, and the heavy flooring slid back into place above them.
Below, the stairs led to a long hallway that disappeared away into the distance, doorways leading away on both sides. There were no creature comforts to be seen; the walls, floor and ceiling were thick concrete slabs, the doors heavy metal contraptions that slid down from the ceiling and looked like they were airtight. Everything rendered in a blunt, brutalist aesthetic that was all thick metal grates and sharp concrete lines.
(https://i.imgur.com/tnGuWXb.png)
“This looks a lot bigger than the building up top,” April said.
“It is,” Ash replied. Before April could continue her line of inquiry, the officer gestured to the nearest doors. “Showers and toilets are the first door on the right; the kitchen is further down on the same side. The second door on the left leads to the dormitory area, bedrooms essentially, while the first here is what we’re using as a storeroom.”
She turned to address the group. “I know you all might like to get something to eat, take a shower or something, but first of all I need to explain to you what we know so far. If you wanna wait in there for a minute,” she gestured to the first door on the left, “I have to make sure Doctor Báthory’s guinea pig is dropped off safely.”
Ash and the woman in the greatcoat took hold of the zombie and began dragging it off down the hall. In the meantime, the other seven all made their way into the room Ash had indicated, though it took a moment of fiddling with the control panel next to the door to get it to open. The room within looked more like a storeroom than Ash had indicated, crowded with big metal shelving units loaded with boxes and crates. Some of them had been pushed together to open a space in the center of the room, where several folding metal chairs had been left all facing one wall like in a classroom.
“Familiar territory?” April asked Harry, who smiled. “Though I hope your school is a little fancier than this.
“It’s…a bit different, yeah,” the boy responded, even managing a little laugh. They pulled the seats into a circle, and everyone took one. Chun-Li winced as she sat down, and Cindy looked over worriedly.
“How are your legs?” she asked. “Ash said they have a doctor here, maybe we can find you some bandages or something for those scratches.”
“No, it’s alright,” Chun-Li said, shaking her head. “I don’t think it’s anything too serious, maybe I’ll go and get them cleaned later. No, it’s, um…” she shifted around, looking embarrassed. “I’m kind of… sore,” she said in a low voice, looking at the floor.
“Oh...” said Cindy quietly. She watched Chun-Li staring at the floor still, absent-mindedly plucking at some of the threads of the spider-web garment Cindy had made for her, and wished she could say something to help ease the other woman’s pain.
Physician, heal thyself, she thought bitterly. How could she help Chun-Li when she didn’t even know how to help herself?
Mercifully, Ash- now divested of her tactical vest, with her glasses tucked into a pocket and carrying a metal tray laden with several tin mugs- and her companion took that moment to return, along with two new women; a redhead in a tight black bodysuit, a tall, black-haired girl looking to be in her late teens, wearing what looked like a cross between a sailor uniform and some sort of admiral’s dress jacket, complete with elegant gold epaulettes and a pair of odd orange-red spots on the scarf tied under the collar.
Behind them was something none of them had seen yet in this place, a man. He was scrawny, with dirty-blonde hair, looking to be in his mid-twenties and dressed in a raincoat and t-shirt that didn’t seem to quite fit him. He had a guarded, thoughtful expression on his face, and stood in a corner watching the new arrivals carefully.
Ash put the tray down on the crate in the center of the circle of chairs while the girl in uniform went and sat in a corner, shooting a displeased look at Ash, who ignored her. Ash pointed at the mugs as she straightened up.
“Hot chocolate. You all look like you could use a hot drink. Would’ve been done sooner, but someone,” she turned and glared at the haughty, well-dressed woman who they had seen earlier, “blew up the microwave.”
The other woman sniffed disdainfully, making Ash shake her head. As everyone picked up a mug and tasted the steaming brown liquid within, Ash pulled up a chair of her own, sat down, and began to speak.
“Alright, everyone, I think, first of all, we should introduce ourselves.” Hearing no objections, she continued. “My name is Eliza Cohen, though most people just call me Ash.”
Eliza ‘Ash’ Cohen - Rainbow Six: Siege (https://i.imgur.com/1Y86B8D.png)
She gestured to the woman in the greatcoat. “This is Isabeau D’Argyll, of, what was it?”
Isabeau D’Argyll - The Order: 1886 (https://i.imgur.com/1Zurxmb.jpg)
“The Order of the Knights of the Round Table,” Isabeau said loftily. April abruptly laughed, making Isabeau glare at her.
“I’m sorry,” the younger woman said, stifling a giggle. “But, are you kidding me? Knights of the Round Table, you mean like King Arthur?”
“You’ve heard of us, then,” Isabeau replied, in a distinctly frosty tone.
“If you’re done?” cut in Ash. “I wasn’t finished.” Isabeau turned her glare on Ash, and for a moment it looked like she wanted to push things but then she shook her head and motioned for Ash to carry on.”
“Thanks. This,” Ash pointed to the redhead in the bodysuit, “is Natalia Romanova-”
Natalia Romanova/Black Widow (Earth 1610) - Marvel - The Ultimates (https://i.imgur.com/8m2J18K.jpg)
-and he,” Ash jerked a thumb at the man, “is Kyle Reese.”
Kyle Reese - The Terminator (https://i.imgur.com/0NJ3O1S.jpg)
“We’ve been here for about a month now. Our doctor, I’m sure you’ll meet her at some point,” Ash grimaced, “was the first one to find this place.”
She sighed. “That’s all of us, how about you all introduce yourselves to us, and to each other?” she gestured at the circle of chairs. There was a moment’s pause as everyone looked at each other, wondering who should go first, then Chun-Li stood up.
“My name is Chun-Li Xiang,” she said. “Um, I was born in 1968, and I’m employed with-
“Bullshit!” said Cindy suddenly, surprising them. “No way are you 46!”
Chun-Li’s brows knotted as she scowled.
“No, I’m 26. It’s 2014 where you are? It’s only 1994 for me.”
“Jesus,” said Ash, looking at the other woman’s muscular frame. “You’re younger than I am.”
“Yeah, um,” Chun-Li’s chin dipped as she tried to hide the colour coming to her face. “I’m part of Interpol. My family has a history of working to bring down criminals in the Golden Triangle, drugs, prostitution, extortion, murder, that sort of thing. So I have been training to be a police officer since I was a little girl. Lately I’ve been living in Hong Kong, but as far as how I got here…” she shrugged, throwing up her arms.
“I stepped into the bathroom and then I was here. I wish I could share any strange details, but it happened just that fast.”
The FBI officer nodded.
“That’s consistent with how everyone else I’ve spoken to arrived here. It seems to happen pretty much instantaneously.”
The Black Widow, sitting to the right of Chun-Li, went next.
“My name’s Tania,” she said, “though a lot of people just call me the Black Widow.”
“Huh,” Romanova said from her side of the room. “Some people call me that.”
“Really?” Tania said, cocking a silver eyebrow. “There was a Black Widow once, like a hundred years ago—that’s where I took the name from—but...” she looked at Natalia thoughtfully. “I guess you could be her? You look kind of different. Anyway, I’m from Nueva York.”
“You mean New York, right?” April asked. The Black Widow, Tania, chuckled at that.
“I guess, but nobody’s called it that since before the Mutant War.”
“Wait,” Harry said, “Tania…” She smiled at him, and the boy blushed before continuing. “Um...sorry. What year is it where you are, or where you’re from?”
“2099,” she said.
“Oh wow,” April said, Hazel eyes glittering with excitement. "You're from the future?! Where I’m from,” she looked up at Ash and added "Sorry, April O’Neil, New York City. I’m from 1987. What's it like in your time?"
Tania opened her mouth awkwardly, about to reply, but Ash cut across her.
"We can discuss what our separate worlds are like later, you'll find there's a lot of empty time to fill down here."
She looked at Harry. "You're up, kid."
“Harry Potter,” the boy said, watching their faces curiously, as though for a reaction. When none came, he continued. “Um… Surrey, in the UK, originally. 1997.”
“When in 1997?” the man in the coat, Kyle, asked suddenly, the first time he had spoken. Harry blinked for a moment, having nearly forgotten he was there.
“Uh… late August,” he said. Kyle shook his head.
“Shit, kid, I’m not sure if you’re lucky or unlucky.” He didn’t elaborate, so they moved on.
“I’m Cindy Moon, also from New York,” She then added “2014.”
“I go by Spinneret,” the elder of the web-slingers threw in,, “but…” for a moment the eyes dimly visible behind the white, membrane-like spots on her mask looked back and forth between them, then she worked her fingers under the edge of the mask covering the top half of her face and pulled it up and off. The strange black material seemed to flow through her long, blood-red hair until it was hanging down her back, revealing a pair of sharp green eyes. “Our name is Mary Jane Watson-Parker.”
“I’m sorry?” Chun-Li said, frowning.
“I said, my name is Mary Jane Watson-Parker. I know it’s kind of a mouthful. And I’m from New York, just to keep the pattern going.”
“At this rate, are we sure we’re not in New York?” Kyle asked. April, Chun-Li, Spinneret and Cindy all shook their heads nearly simultaneously.
“No,” April said. “I’m a reporter, and I know my city inside and out. Trust me, even without the zombies, this is not New York.”
“Yeah, it doesn’t even look this bad in my time,” Tania added.
“It doesn’t just look bad,” Chun-Li added. “I got a look at it from up high. It’s more like… like it’s not really one city at all, but some kind of weird patchwork of lots of different ones.”
“Which,” Ash cut in, “neatly brings us back to the situation we now find ourselves in. Said situation, such as we have come to understand it, is this. We all come from different places, but we were transported from our places of origin to this location. While the city is unidentified and, as you pointed out, bizarre in layout, it appears to have suffered a major disaster that transformed its inhabitants into the creatures you see outside. In addition, there are a number of other organisms in the city, origins currently unknown.” She sighed. “Before you were brought here, do any of you recall eating or drinking anything? Did you smell anything strange?”
“What do you mean?” Mary Jane asked.
“One possible way we could have ended up here,” Ash said, “is that we could have been drugged and then dropped in this place. We all remember instantaneous transport, but that could very well be a result of memory interference from a powerful sedative.”
“Um, pardon me,” Harry said, “but how would that explain the difference in the times we come from?”
“I’ll admit I’m not sure about this,” Ash said, seeming somewhat frustrated, “but perhaps the memory effects are far more long term than the people who drugged us intended.”
“That would be a most impressive mental effect,” Isabeau said. “I come from 1886, and my memory is quite clear on that.”
“Trust me,” Kyle added. “The things I’ve seen, I wish I’d just been drugged.”
Ash sighed, scratching her head in frustration, looking as though this was a discussion she and the others had had before.
“And what would the point of doing all of this be?” April asked, trying to defuse the incipient argument.
“It could be some sort of military or government project,” Ash replied. “Dropping us into a synthetic city to see how we’d react.”
“I don’t know how much sense that makes,” Chun-Li said. “I mean, not only is the time perception thing kind of a stretch, but while a lot of us are from New York, some of us,” she pointed at Harry, Isabeau and herself, “are from other countries entirely. This would require massive amounts of international cooperation and complete secrecy. And for what purpose?"
“Well, what else would you suggest?” Ash asked, a rueful half smile appearing on her face, “that we’re in Hell?”
“That would explain the demons,” Cindy said quietly. “I’d kind of hoped I was good enough not to go to Hell, though.”
“I really don’t think we’re in Hell,” Mary Jane added.
“We’re not,” Chun-Li said. “I watched… people can die here. I’m pretty sure the idea of Hell is that you stay there forever.”
“I wasn’t being serious,” Ash said, increasingly flustered. “What I’m trying to say is that no matter how bizarre this situation is, there has to be some sort of rational explanation.”
“That depends,” a new voice chimed in. All assembled looked to the back of the room, where the tall girl in the military uniform sat in the corner, leaning on the grip of what looked like a katana in a white scabbard, planted between her legs.
“What do you mean?” April asked.
“There is a rational explanation for what is happening here,” the girl said, “but it may not fit with Miss Cohen’s definition of ‘rational.’”
“I’m sorry,” Harry said, “but I don’t believe we got your name. Who are you?”
“This is Satsuki Kiryuin,” Ash said before the girl could, her voice taking on an acid tone, “the student council president of Honnouji Academy, whatever that is, in Japan.”
Satsuki Kiryūin - Kill La Kill (https://i.imgur.com/0Vu0ZWv.jpg)
Satsuki didn’t respond, instead glaring at Ash with eyes the colour of blued steel. For all that she didn’t look to be out of her teens, the girl had a fearsome presence that made the new arrivals feel uneasy the longer they looked.
Evidently realizing that the new arrivals weren’t going to provide her with enough information to reach some sort of epiphany about their situation, and doubtless somewhat irritated with Satsuki’s apparent challenge to her authority, Ash shook her head and looked back to the other members of her audience.
“I guess that’s all for now,” she said. “Anyone who wants to take a shower or get something to eat, now’s your moment. I’m gonna go and see what Báthory is up to...” Saying no more, she turned and walked out of the common room. The rest of the group dispersed somewhat, with Chun-Li taking a step toward the door.
“I heard there were showers,” she said to Cindy, “so I think I’m going to go do what I meant to do when all this insanity started.” The policewoman reached the doorway, stopped and turned back to Cindy, blushing somewhat. “Uh, how do I get out of this?” she asked, gesturing to her new spider silk outfit.
“Oh,” Cindy said, eyes widening. “I’ll go with you. I think I can unwrap it.” The two women departed for the shower area.
“Well,” Tania said, leaning in toward Harry, “looks like things aren’t a hundred percent stable around here.”
“I suppose not,” the boy said. “Still, it’s not exactly hard to see why, given all of this…” he gestured around with his hands “um... this.” Tania couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Well, kid, I seem to recall I made you a promise on our way in here, about letting you get to know me a little better.” Harry blushed.
“Um... yeah, you did, didn’t you?”
“Well,” she said, “why don’t we go find somewhere… quieter, and we can do just that.”
Art in this chapter comes from hellish-karkas-arts (https://hellishkarkas.tumblr.com/post/183828162854/less-than-a-month-and-im-back-i-had-a-rest-from), protokitty (https://www.deviantart.com/protokitty/art/Black-Widow-Sketch-466779593) and Easonx (https://www.deviantart.com/easonx/art/Kill-La-Kill-Kiryuin-satsuki-437711820)
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