It's Video Game Land!

“Hey TrailBlaiser!” calls Agent Rabbitleap, whose been monitoring the realms. She rushes up to where TrailBlaiser's carving an new artifact.

“What's up, Wolf?” she asks. Rabbitleap shows her readings and graphs.

“There's been an unusual fluctuation of energy from the, uh, Pokemon realm.” TrailBlaiser raises an eyebrow.

“So? That kind of thing happens whenever a realm is updated by it's writer.” Rabbitleap shakes her head.

“That's just it. Nothing has been reported for days.” This gets TrailBlaiser's attention.

“Not even on the Japanese sites?” Rabbitleap shakes her head.

“No event Pokemon, no WFC releases, no new games, no movies, no manga, no anime episodes. Nothing. There is virtually no reason whatsoever that this realm should be acting like it's getting an update.” TrailBlaiser puts down the little chunk of oak, now half-way shaped into a dolphin.

“All right. I'm gonna go investigate.” she opens a portal to the realm, but turns to Rabbitleap just before she enters. “Do me a favor, keep RiverFlyte on standby. Just in case.” Rabbitleap nods as TrailBlaiser steps through.

The portal closes up behind her, leaving her surrounded in tall trees. A small creature crawls out of the forest and sniffs at TrailBlaiser. She examines the creature closely. “You're a, uh, Nidoran, right?” The rodent-like Pokemon looks up at her with happiness in it's eyes.

“Nidoran!” it cries merrily.

“Your vocabulary astounds me.” she sighs. She looks around, then spots someone beyond the edge of the trees, the steps out onto a trail, then stops, her breath caught in her throat. She sees two boys, one with a yellow mouse creature, and one with a dinosaur-like creature. The first young man takes out a small red device, pressing various buttons.

“Cool Pokemon you have. I've never seen anything like it!” he exclaims.

“That's cause he's not a Pokemon.” the other boy says.

“I'm a Digimon!” explains the dinosaur. “My name's Agumon!” The other boy jumps back in surprise. TrailBlaiser screams, startling the the boys.

“No, no! Th- that isn't possible! Ash, Tai, you two shouldn't be able to communicate! The very laws of magic forbid it!” Another boy, this one elf-ish in appearance steps out of the woods, sword drawn, with blood splattering his tunic. TrailBlaiser looks at him in horror.

“Link?” she asks, her voice barely a whisper. He nods, quite confused. TrailBlaiser backs into a tree. “Okay, so three different realms have somehow collided, Pokemon, Digimon, and Legend of Zelda.” All three boys, including the two creatures, stare at her in puzzlement. A portal opens a few feet away, and Agent RiverFlyte steps out. He notices TrailBlaiser's horror.

“Leo, what's going on? Rabbitleap notified me of your sudden spike in heart rate.” TrailBlaiser vaguely motions toward the three boys, now thoroughly confused. “Yeah, that would do it. Have you contacted DragonFyre?” She sends a burst of red magic directly in front of her, leaving a projection of DragonFyre. “Sister, analyze. What's the solution?” she squeaks. DragonFyre looks from Ash, to Link, to Tai.

“Um, you have three options. You could hide in the Alpha Realm, hide in RTHQ, or hide in Aslan's Country. Either way, the fabric of the universe is slowly falling apart. So... yeah.” TrailBlaiser shakes her head.

“I can't just sit back and hide! Something needs to be done to fix this!” she cries. DragonFyre sighs.

“If you mean, you're gonna stay here, then, nice knowing ya Sis.”

Wesley's Shot

Marissa sits on the forest floor, pulling up grass and sprinkling it on her jeans. "I'm bored!" she whines. Wes glares at her.

"Look, that weird old prophetess told us to wait until Link's through with the dungeon. If that requires you to sit quietly for a few minutes than so be it." he sighs. She lays back on the grass. Suddenly, she sits bolt upright.

"Wes? Did you feel that?" she whispers. Wesley stares at her uncomprehendingly.

"Feel what?" he asks. She stands up and looks around, as if searching for something.

"Something's... off. I can't really describe it. It's like... dark. Hot and cold at the same time. Something that makes me want to run away and... run towards it at the same time. Ancient, yet new to this world." Wes's expression changes from annoyance to concern.

"What are you talking about? You're starting to scare me..." She whirls about to face him.

"I'm not making this up! It's real!" She starts to walk the way Link went to get to the dungeon. "It's calling me..." Wesley puts a hand on her shoulder.

"You're going to go to something that you don't even know what it is? And you just described to be evil?" She pushes him off.

"What does it matter to you?" she snipes. Wes rushes in front of her, holds her at arm's length, and looks her in the eyes.

"Because I care about you." he says sternly. Marissa's heart starts beating faster. "If I didn't, I would have left a long time ago." Marissa searches his eyes for truth.

"Oh, Wes..." She leans in and kisses him. Wesley stumbles back, shocked. Marissa's face burns bright red, and Wes's matches. "Let's... uh... pretend that didn't happen..." she says quietly. Wesley nods, still fried. They walk to the dungeon in silence. Link has already figured out all the puzzles and unlocked all the doors, so finding him was fairly simple. They find Link in a large room, covered in bones and skeletons. Link stands, sword in hand, facing someone in a long, flowing cape.

"You dare not fight a demon." the person scoffs. Marissa's eyes widen.

"It's him..." she breathes. "He's the one causing that feeling..." Wes steps forward and summons a bow from his magic.

"Demon, huh? That's funny, 'cause I'm an angel." He hits the man square in the chest with one shot. "Don't mess with the Realm Travelers." Wes growls. The demon spots Marissa hiding in a corner and smiles.

"How nice to see you again, Your Highness." He smiles evilly, before disappearing in a cloud of smoke. Link bows to Wes.

"Nice shot." he comments. Wes nods in reply.

"Thanks. Way to clear the puzzles." The boys start discussing the dungeon and monsters, while Marissa stands alone. A cold fear grips her like being dunked in ice-water. 

"'Your Highness'?" she breathes.

Two-Realm Post

"Alright." Leo paces back and forth out of earshot of the countries. "I need to go back to RTHQ and continue searching for Sapphire. Stay here, Persia." she commands. "Prove to me that you're worthy of an agent name. I want you to discover the relations between Confederacy and the others, then report back on your findings. This could be crucial information in regards to future expeditions into this realm. Understand?" Persia nods.
"Yes, Leo. I'll be your little spy. Then I can be a real agent, right?" Leo bites her lip.
"Um, sure. Just, don't screw this up. Or your next assignment will be deportation from my ranks." She opens a portal and steps through. Italy bounds up behind Persia, apparently having listened in on the whole conversation.
"You're a spy?" he asks. "You- you better not try anything! I'll tell Germany on you!" Persia raises her hand slightly and Italy freaks out. "Germany! The girl's a spy and she's going to hurt me!" 
"Crap." Persia hisses under her breath. She opens her cell phone and dials Leo. "Leo! May day! Italy's panicking! And he's calling Germany! What do I do?!" 
"What do you think you have powers for?!" TrailBlaiser barks from the other end. "Shut him up! Wits are your primary weapon, but magic works, too. You do have magic, right?" Persia tries to activate her powers, but it's been blocked by her home realm.
"Not really. They've been deactivated!" she cries.
"Well, sucks for you! Have fun being interrogated by Germany! Bye!" The line goes dead. 
"Thanks Leo. Way to be helpful."

*magically switching back to L of Z*

"Zelda's missing?" Marissa asks. Link nods. 
"Yes. And considering you two appear to be very powerful, I want you to accompany me on my search for her. On the surface." he explains. Wesley and Marissa exchange doubtful glances.
"Okay, we're in." Wes concludes. Link smiles and runs off to prepare for their journey.
"Are you crazy?!" Marissa screams. Wes rubs his temples.
"You're giving me a migraine." he complains. "And no, I'm not. Link is the story-line's protagonist, so following him is the logical step towards getting rescued. We have to make ourselves appear on TrailBlaiser's readings. RTHQ tracks the main characters so we know where to open out portals. If we stay near him, TrailBlaiser can find us faster. Make sense?" Marissa stares at him blankly. "Ugh, just go with it and don't break anything."

Wesley Snaps

Wesley and Marissa sits on the grass, watching some of the elves finish the Wing Ceremony. Wesley watches the race intently, while Marissa, who's lying on the ground, stares dreamily into the sky. "Ugh. Why does this matter?" she groans. Wesley glares at her.
"The Wing Ceremony is a test of skills to see which youth is ready to become a knight and go into more advanced training. Plus, the winner gets a sailcloth from Zelda at the end of the ceremony." Marissa sits up and brushes grass off of her hair.
"Sailcloth? What's that?" she asks. Wesley stands and paces, clearly annoyed with her.
"It's this parachute like bit of fabric the knights use to break their fall when diving off of the Loftwings." His attention is snapped away as cheering erupts from the crowd. One of the elves, a teenage boy on a crimson Loftwing, flies over to the statue of the Goddess and lands. He speaks for a moment with the girl standing on top of the statue and she hands him a bit of folded fabric. She gets really close to him and leans in. Marissa watches intently.
"Are they gonna kiss?" she asks hopefully. Wesley smirks and says nothing. A shout is heard from the statue as the boy is pushed off and plummets to the ground. At the last second, he holds up the sailcloth, which expands and safely floats him to the ground. 
"Does that answer your question?" Wesley teases. Marissa glares up at Zelda. 
"That girl knows nothing about flirting, does she?! I mean, really! You're supposed to at least go out before trying to kill him!" The other elves scowl at her, but she doesn't pay them any attention. "Look, if this game is about flying around and clouds, how does this even qualify to be a story? Really?" Wesleys opens his mouth to speak, but thinks better of it.
"Marissa, you need to consider that all stories don't start exciting right away. Maybe if you had a little more patience, you would realize that. And maybe you wouldn't have looked inside realms you know you were forbidden to go near!" he remarks. Marissa bristles up.
"Hey! You didn't have to stand there all night while these portals just lied there, as if beckoning me to explore. I'm curious, okay?!" she counters.
"Right, because that never gets anyone killed. Ever. And by the way, I dd have to stand there all night. I'm actually surprised you didn't see me! RiverFlyte asked me to watch you. And now I see why! You are a clumsy little fool, Marissa! How you ever became a full agent is beyond me! You should have heard what TrailBlaiser was saying. Even she was reluctant to promote you! Her own apprentice! You're a pathetic excuse for an agent and you always will be!" Wesley finishes his rant and realizes the situation. The villagers stand back in silence, while tears well up in Marissa's eyes. Her artifact glows lavender, but fizzles out. She runs off, sobbing. Wesley's frustration burns again for a moment, and he instantly regret his next words as they leave his mouth. "It's your fault we're stuck here! And no one's coming to save you this time!"

Legend of Zelda

"Whatever." Marissa groans. "I'll just call TrailBlaiser to come get us." She whips out her communicator and dials. It beeps and she realizes there's no signal. "What? This thing is a piece of crap if I can't even call home." Wesley facepalms.
"This why one doesn't go near unstable realms." he sighs. Looking u at the clouds, he sees a group of birds flying after another bird. "Look, they seem to be the dominant race here, so let's just ask them for help." Marisa shrugs and the both transform. Halfway over to them, they're spotted by the group of riders, who zoom back to the floating island. "Um, okay." They follow the birds until the island comes into focus. A huge statue of a angel-like being stands serenely on one end where many elves have gathered. The three birds land and their riders dismount. Marissa and Wesley dive at them, transforming back into humans at the last second. The elves gasp and a few of them raise swords. "We mean you no harm!" Wes reassures them. An elder steps forward.
"Who are you?" he asks. Marissa skips forward.
"We're Realm Travelers!" The elves stare blankly. Wesley glares at her.
"They don't know what we are because the realm isn't synced yet." he growls. Marissa puts her hands on her hips.
"Well how was I supposed to know that, Wessyboo?" she taunts. Wes's face burns red.
"It was in your training! And don't call me that!" Marissa flips her hair over her shoulder.
"Okay, Cuddle-bear." Wesley activates his magic and blasts her with grey light. She falls backward and lands on her rump. "If you have half an ounce of intelligence you won't do that again." she warns. Her artifact glows a soft lavender and pulses with each heartbeat.
"Fighting you would be pointless. We're both stuck here whether you like it or not. Besides, I'd beat you without even trying." he reasons. Marissa jumps to her feet angrily.
"Prove it!" she threatens. Wesley's aura glow grey again and he prepares to strike.
"Enough!" the elder commands. The magic fades. "I don't know who you two are, but what I do know is that you've disrupted the Wing Ceremony further than it already was." Wesley's brows knit in concentration.
"Wing Ceremony?" He looks around, first taking in the birds, then the statue, then his gaze finally rests on two of the elves, a blonde girl and a brown-hair boy. "I know where we are!" he announces. Marissa stares blankly. "This is Skyward Sword! The L of Z game right after Twilight Princess." Marissa's still confused. "It's a video game." he sighs.
"Geek." 

Oh Sapphire... -_-

TrailBlaiser leads Sapphire over to the Realms Corridor. "Okay, your job tonight is to guard these open realms to make sure nothing goes wrong. If something malfunctions, contact me immediately." Sapphire nods. "These portals are open because we are scanning them and setting up magic links so that we can travel freely to these realms with portals. Sapphire, I want to make this very clear: these portals are not safe for travel. Get lost in one and it could be weeks before we can retrieve you. Understand?" Sapphire rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, I get the picture. Gosh TrailBlaiser, have some faith in me." TrailBlaiser shakes her head and walks away. Sapphire leans against a wall, yawning.

As TrailBlaiser wanders into the Elemental Commons, RiverFlyte smiles at her. "So, still think she can't handle it?" he asks. TrailBlaiser sighs.

"She's cocky. Normally, that would be bad thing, but at least there's no way she could screw this up. Did you inform Owlcry?" RiverFlyte nods.

"He should be observing her now." TrailBlaiser opens her mouth to speak, but RiverFlyte cuts her off. "And Persia is rooming with Sugar for the night."

"You thought of everything, huh?" she asks. RiverFlyte shrugs and smiles.

"It's what I do best."

*three hours later*

"I'm bored!" Sapphire complains, after sitting against the wall for hours. "Night Guard Duty is lame." She gets up, stretches,and walks around a bit. Curiosity getting the better of her, she begins peeking inside the portals. The first one is of a midnight forest, with a bunch of teenagers sitting around a fire, singing "Amazing Grace". "Oh, this must be Deo Gentem." she decides. She peeks into a few more realms, some she recognizes, some she doesn't. She finally comes to the last portal and sticks her head in. The realm is an endless sky, filled with clouds and floating rocks. A large floating island beckons from the distance, and large birds fly around her, with elven riders. "What is this, Minecraft meets Lord of the Rings?" Suddenly, she feels a hand on her waist, which was slowly sliding into the realm, and she gasps, loses her balance, and sends both her and the intruder tumbling into the sky realm. She screams and her artifact is activated, changing her form into a dragon. She looks around wildly, but the portal is no where to be found, and only a small owl accompanies her.

"Well, that was nicely done!" caws the owl in a male voice.

"Huh? Oops, sorry Wesley!" Marissa calls.

"Sorry's not gonna cut it this time! You've stranded us here!" he yells.

"Just open another portal!" They fly over to one of the floating rocks, land, and transform back into humans.

"You can't open a portal in an experimental realm, Marissa. The laws of magic haven't been set. Our only two options are wait for TrailBlaiser to finish up with this realm, or get transported out by this realm's deity, who, by the way, could be hostile toward us and demand human sacrifice." He notices Marissa's shocked expression. "And yes, there have been some who do that." Marissa wrinkles her nose.

"Gross. You first."