Vworp! Vworp! Vworp!
The sound echoed through the walls of Mount Justice. Six heads turned away from the TV screen to see a blue box starting to materialize behind them. Winds began to pick up and the clinking sound of the TV swaying on the table could be heard. With one last Vworp, it appeared fully solid before them.
Then the door popped open and revealed a man wearing a bowtie.
It was all downhill from there.
-Five Minutes Earlier-
"So, Amy, Rory, where should we head off to next?" the Doctor asked. He grinned at his two lovely companions. "I was thinking May 31, 1279 BC with the crowning of Ramesses II as he takes the throne as pharaoh. The greatest and most celebrated pharaoh in all of history, ruled for nearly 66 years."
"Well, that seems like fun," Amy said, leaning against the pole frame that surrounded the console. "Always wanted to meet a pharaoh."
"As long as he doesn't kill us," Rory remarked. He was next standing next to Amy, watching the Doctor as he pulled levers and twisted some knobs.
"Well then, let's be off then," the Doctor said. "Lots adventures waiting for us, time doesn't stand still after all." He flipped a lever. Instantly the room began to shake and everyone held onto something.
Soon the TARDIS landed, creating its wonderful Vworpsound. The Doctor jumped over to the door. He looked back at Amy and Rory, grinning like the madman he was. "Welcome to Ancient Egypt!" he proclaimed, stepping out of the TARDIS.
Instead of the dusty sand dunes of Egypt, six children looked back at him. The Doctor looked backed at the TARDIS, where Amy and Rory were now standing in the doorway. "Hmm," the Doctor remarked. "It seems we've taken a wrong turn somewhere."
"Who are you?" The dark skinned boy asked.
"Doctor?" Amy asked. "Where are we?"
"Excellent question, Amy. I'll tell you in a moment as soon as I figure it out myself." He pulled his sonic screwdriver out from his pocket and managed to duck just in time as a birdarang flew towards him.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," the boy wearing sunglasses warned. Two more birdarangs were in his hands, as he was poised to send them flying again with just a flick of the wrist.
The Doctor looked at the birdarang. "Interesting! That's a birdarang isn't it?" He examined the children closer. "Yes! Oh brilliant! Brilliant! You're not in uniform, but I wager you're the famous Robin." Then he pointed to the dark skinned boy. "Gills, webbed hands, and those tattoos, you're an Atlantean." After that, he shifted his attention to the boy wearing an S on his shirt. "I say you're a Kryptonian, but given your age, you're not the original last son." Next he moved onto girl with green skin. "Oh hoho, if I had to take a guess you're a Martian. Hmm, interesting, interesting." Lastly he looked at the remaining children, a redhead boy and a blond haired girl. "I suppose you two are humans, not entirely sure which two humans you are."
The children stared at him. The Doctor turned back toward Amy and Rory. "Excellent news! I know where we are. We're in Mount Justice, and this," he said gesturing to the children, "Is the Young Justice." He scanned the room with his sonic screwdriver. "November 11, 2011. Brilliant!"
"Young Justice?" Rory repeated. "As in superheroes, like from my comic books?"
"Superheroes don't exist," Amy pointed out. The children looked affronted by her words.
"Of course they exist!" the Doctor argued. "We did just rewrite time and history we're allowed a little leeway. Think of it this way, we have now have defenders for Earth. Real defenders. Ah, you humans, growing up so fast." For a moment he looked so incredibly proud.
"We won't ask again," the dark skinned Atlantean said in a serious tone. "Who are you?"
The Doctor turned back toward the children. "Oh yes, yes where are my manners? I'm The Doctor and this is Amy and Rory."
This day couldn't get much stranger.
Black Canary had let them off from training early today as she had take care of a league mission. Since they had a few hours until most of them had to return home, the team had decided to do some team bonding and watch a movie. With a quick change into more comfortable clothes, they had settled on the couch. They were halfway through Up(and Doug and his lovable introduction) when they had heard a noise.
As they turned around, this blue… box appeared out of nowhere. Instantly all of them were on their feet, poised for attack.
"Where the hell did that thing come from?" Wally asked. It wasn't every day a box just appeared out of nowhere. What possible technology could allow something like that to happen? There was the Zeta Beam, but that required fixed points.
"How did it break through our security?" Robin questioned. He fingered the edge of his birdarang, ready to throw it at a moment's notice.
The door opened, and out popped a man wearing a bowtie. He babbled something about taking a wrong turn somewhere. "Who are you?" Kaldur asked.
The team noted that in the doorway of the blue box, two more people appeared: a redhead lady and brunette guy. As the man wearing the bowtie reached for his pocket and pulled out a silver tube device, Robin let one his birdarangs fly.
Instantly the man ducked to the ground.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Robin warned. He didn't know that the device did but he didn't want to find out. It could be detonator or something.
He wasn't expecting what the man sprouted out next. He pointed to Robin. "Interesting! That's a birdarang isn't it? Yes! Oh brilliant! Brilliant! You're not in uniform, but I wager you're the famous Robin."
Robin shared a look at his teammates. He knew there was only one through running through their heads. 'This guy is weird.'
"Gills, webbed hands, and those tattoos, you're an Atlantean," the man said, looking at Kaldur.
"He doesn't recognize that you're Aqualad?" Robin muttered.
"Apparently not. Just that I'm Atlantean," Kaldur replied.
That made no sense. If he recognized Robin, he should recognize Aqualad. Robin had been a hero the longest, but Aqualad was in the spotlight just as often. How can this guy know one of them but not the other?
"I say you're a Kryptonian, but given your age, you're not the original last son," the man continued, looking at Superboy.
"He knows Supey is a clone?" Wally whispered in shocked.
"The public doesn't even know about Superboy's existence yet," Megan added.
"Well it could be a logical deduction if his words are anything to go by?" Kaldur countered. The man did say 'given your age' so that would mean at the very least he knew that Superman was fully grown. Anyone with at least a little knowledge of Superman probably knew the story that he was the last of his kind. It wouldn't be too far of a guess that anyone who appeared to be similar to Superman had to be clone or copy of some sort.
"Oh hoho, if I had to take a guess you're a Martian. Hmm, interesting, interesting." He circled around Megan, examining her.
"Well that isn't too hard to figure out," Robin said.
"I suppose you two are humans, not entirely sure which two humans you are," he finally finished off.
"Hey!" Wally and Artemis chimed together. That was hurtful. This guy managed to name all of their teammates but not them?
The man ignored them and informed his companions that he knew where they were. That made no sense to the team. In order to land, appear, whatever, here they would have to know where they were going right? Then again this guy walked out of the blue box shouting "Welcome to Ancient Egypt." Perhaps they really didn't know where they were? It still didn't explain how they got here.
"Superheroes don't exist," the redhead spoke up.
"Has she been living under a rock?" Wally asked. "Of course superheroes exist."
"Maybe she isn't from Earth?" Megan suggested.
"Or another country," Artemis pointed out. "Superheroes aren't that common outside of America yet. Judging from their accent, they're not from around here."
"We can figure that out later," Kaldur whispered. "Right now let's get to the bottom of this." He stood straight and looked the man with the bowtie. From the corner in his eye, he watched as the team began to spread out, moving into a position where they had the man and this blue box surrounded. Then in a serious tone he said, "We won't ask again. Who are you?"
The man looked back at them. "Oh yes, yes where are my manners? I'm The Doctor and this is Amy and Rory," he said.
This day couldn't get any stranger.