Hello Fanfiction! I am looking forward to this story, mainly because I see very few OneShot crossovers and I really like Homestuck. This idea popped into my mind one day, and I've decided to make a sort of series about it. So welcome to the first installment of... Well, I still need to figure out the name. Oh well, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it! Now, let the story BEGIN!

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Chapter 1: The Barrens Pt. 1

Your name is JOHN EGBERT. You are, at the moment, extremely confused. You are in an unfamiliar, dark location, and you have no idea how or why you got here. Last thing you remember, you were standing around the door with everyone, you reached out your hand to grasp the handle, and then… Nothing. Wait…

Your friends! Are they with you? You get up like a flash (how had you not noticed you were on the ground earlier?) and looked around. Alas, there was no onein sight. There wasn't even a single clue as to how you got here. Is this your guys' new universe? Is it blank, ready to receive instructions from your… admittedly strange group?

(i wish my friends were with me)

No, not likely. Seeing as you just wished to be with your friends just now. You sigh. It was worth a shot. You look around a bit more, quickly becoming bored. You wonder if you can still use your Godtier powers. So naturally, you stand in an extraordinarily silly heroic pose and attempt to make the wind flutter around you, giving off the impression of a super cool main character or something. You… guess it worked. It's not as strong, but there is still wind whipping your hood around. So that's that. Back to your newfound boredom…

You decide to try to fly along. There may be something here. There has to be.

You have been flying along at nearly maximum speed for what feels like hours. And, just as you suspected, nothing. Nothing but inky darkness, mocking you as you are reminded of the friendly darkness of the Land of Wind and Shade. You can think of so many reasons why LOWAS is so much better than this. For one, on LOWAS, the darkness was placated by the soft glow of the mushrooms, as opposed to the unending blackness of wherever 'here' is. Secondly, on LOWAS you found some company in the form of your consorts, the friendly salamanders who tried their best to do anything. Here, however… no one is here but yourself and the air you breathe. Thinking of the salamanders reminds you of Casey, whom you had placed back in your sylladex after the battle was over. You remember explicitly telling her that she doesn't need to summon any more of an undead army, but nooooooo, she just had to go ahead and do it. You put her in there to maybe give her a bit of a time-out, you suppose it would be called. Wait… Can you access your sylladex? You reach out your arm, expecting to be met with the familiar semi-solid interface of the captchalogue cards. However, to your surprise, it does not come. You are just reaching into the air. You quiet down at this. Your deck was one of the only things that helped you remember your friends, excepting your god tier outfit, and that link has been blurred many times over with all the horror from the game (it reminds you more of fear and death, as opposed to your friends' warm smiles, their faces, their assurance, the fact that they are alive...), so you...quiet down, deep in thought. You wonder if they are okay. You wonder if any of them made it here as well.

You wonder if you're the only one left.

What's that?!

You slow down a little and loop back around. You were sure you saw a faint glimmer of light reflecting off something! Who cares where the light's coming from, this might be important! Quickly, you fly down towards the object with no discernible light source to reflect from. As you get closer, it appears to be taking the shape of a table with a chair and a box on it...a box that has quite the familiar shape...wait.

That's not a box. That's a computer!

You gleefully speed up, eager to see the one chance at communication you have with the others. Finally, some semblance of normalcy! (heh, nothing's been normal for you for over three years) You notice that the platform-ish semi ground seems to be coming up… rather quickly…

You unceremoniously crash into the 'ground' close by the computer and computer table facefirst. Ouch. Thaaaaat's definitely going to leave a mark. Oh well, you're too excited! You jump up and run to the computer, your only thoughts being your plan:

1: Unlock the computer

2: Open the internet browser

3:Download Pesterchum on it and sign in to see if anyone's online.

You jump into the chair, barely noticing it's a spinny. Under normal circumstances, you would be spinning all over the place both willingly and unwillingly, but you have a job to do and you unleash a small bit of your windy powers to keep the chair from moving. You shake the mouse, seeing that the computer itself had already turned on-that must have been the light- it seems you just had to wake up the monitor. And you do so. A start screen shows up, when the mouse glows first a bright green, then a light blue the same shade as your windsock hoodie. You take your attention away from the mouse in enough time to notice the computer changing to a literal breath themed computer- the symbol on the back of the monitor, deep blue keys with white letters, and an interesting unlock background-it's your slimer symbol, surrounded by an intricate array of light blue lines. Very well made, if you say so yourself. As you try to think of what the unlock password is, the mouse flashes a light green once, then a light blue twice. A password begins entering itself onto the screen. It… turns out to be correct, and the computer is unlocked. You're… kind of disappointed that you didn't get the chance to try to solve the puzzle, but you'll take what you can get. You mouse over the internet browser, and…

There is no internet here.

"are you kidding me?!"

If you listen very hard in the endless expanse of the void in which our hero is, you can barely hear the sound of a heart breaking. It's a rare sound, a sound that, when heard, causes an innate sympathetic reaction for whomever was affected. It is this sound that John helplessly, unknowingly created as he stared at the error page that appeared on the internet browser, as well as the small signal in the bottom-right corner of the monitor. To normal people under normal circumstances, this would be okay. Frustrating, but okay. However, John's circumstances are anything but normal-he had lost his only method of communication with his friends, meaning he is now unknowing of their position and circumstances-are they even alive? Well, they are. They are also in similar situations, but...John doesn't know that. All he knows is the horror of the unknown.

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So that's chapter one! Sorry if it's a little short, I wanted to try to get a little bit of exposition in. Hope you enjoyed this first chapter!