A loud bang awoke me from my slumber. I rolled over, opening my eyes as I saw a desert.

"Great... Back to this damn place." I muttered, getting up and seeing my armor, sword, and spare clothing laying on the ground next to me. I put the armor on, throwing my sword over my back, and tossed the dirty clothing behind a dry bush. I looked around, seeing a small two building base to the left of me. I started walking towards the base when I saw a small form bouncing around, and a gunshot was heard, and the small form just went stiff and fell to the ground.

“Warzone?” I asked. I continued walking towards the base, when another gunshot rang out, along with a loud male scream. I started running, until I heard more and more gunshots. There was the rev of a minigun, explosions, yelling of orders, screams of pain, and hissing of machinery. I saw a few cars around the sides, along with a tall fence with barb wire running along the top.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” A high pitched male voice yelled, before the guy screamed out in pain.

“That’ll slow yer down, ya twitchy hooligan!” An australian male yelled. He cried out in pain, as a french voice said.

“Sorry to ‘pop in’ unannounced.” He said. The sound of a flamethrower and burning flesh, along with another scream of pain.

‘The hell is wrong with this place?’ I thought as I walked around back, seeing an entrance to the facility. I walked into the place, seeing everything coated a dull red color. I continued walking until I heard a steady beeping, and a clank of glass together.

“Cheers.” A southern accented man said.

“Danke, my hard hatted friend.” A german accented man said. I walked down the hallway, the beeping getting steadily louder.

“It’s easy to trick that damn bitch. I just hotwired the cameras and microphones so that she can’t see or hear anything down here.” The southern accented man asked. I turned a corner and heard a loud beeping, as well as a minigun spinning up. I looked ahead and saw some sort of turret, fit with two miniguns and a four podded rocket launcher on top. The turret fired at me, the bullets pinging off of my chest.

“Armor’s bulletproof. Fucking sick.” I said. A loud whistling was heard, and I turned just in time to see four rockets fly past my face.

“What the fuck...” I said. I walked up to the thing, the turret almost as tall as I am, and slashed the wires from the middle of it to the miniguns and rocket launcher. The turret shut down, and the sounds of footsteps was heard. A slight humming was heard as a short man with a hard hat on top of his head, a pair of overalls covering a straight red shirt with a small logo of a wrench in the middle on his arms, a belt fit with various items, knee pads, and a pair of boots. In his hands held a shotgun and a small scowl on his face. He looked at me and his jaw dropped, seeing the large blade and dark armor. Another man rounded the corner, some sort of gun in his hands that had a beam trailing from the tip to the small man. He was wearing a lab coat, some sort of pack on his back, a pair of red gloves on his hands, brownish gray trousers, and boots to top it off. He looked at me and did the same as his small friend.

“That damn turret of yours was annoying me.” I said, snapping both men out of their trances.

“Who are you?” The small man asked.

“My name is Daniel. I got teleported to this world apparently.” I said, with both guys looking at me like I was crazy. I saw their looks and chuckled.

“Look, I know it sounds strange, but for the last two years, I’ve been living in a strange world that actually has magic. At first, I didn’t believe it, then seeing it for myself, I turned around.” I said.

“A world that actually has magic... That must be the most made up thing I’ve ever heard, but for two years, you’ve been living in some world with magic?” The small man said.

“Yeah... I used to be on Earth before I got shot by my father and a few of the residents saved my ass as they teleported to the other world.” I said.

“This is Earth son. Looks like you’re back home.” The small man said.

“Hell, I want to go back. No offense, but Earth is basically hell compared to that world. Literally no crime, no famine, no disease, no wars. Place is a heaven. Plus, I got a girl there that’s waiting for me to return, whenever that should be.” I said. The small man whistled in admiration, lifting his hard hat off of his head.

“Sounds like the perfect little spot. How did you end up here anyway?” He asked.

“Well, let me tell you something. This place isn’t all good though. There are some of them that have bad intentions. After I fought off an undead army of sorts, I was going to relax, when I was hit with some beam of light that teleported me here.” I said.

“An undead army?” The german man asked, intrigued.

“Yeah, some dumbass guy decided to use a book to raise the undead on an old battlefield. Literally millions of undead walking around. He somehow taught them how to use catapults and ballistae.” I said. They sat there stunned as they tried to imagine that many.

“Hell, I was actually hit with one of the catapults, albeit it was a glancing blow.” I said.

“No regular human would be able to survive getting hit with a boulder being flung from a catapult.” The german said.

“I know that, but it’s this armor. This armor is enchanted or something. Literally saved me from being killed by a large ass boulder, along with being shot in the back with five arrows.” I said.

“Sounds like you went through hell.” The southerner said. He grabbed a wrench from his belt and smacked the turret, the wires rebuilding themselves. The thing started beeping again, swinging around to me and the miniguns spinning up again.

“If that damn thing shoots me again, I will destroy it.” I said irritably. The small man pulled out a pad and started pushing buttons, possibly putting in a code of some sort, and the turret just turned around and went back on watch.

“Interesting...” I commented, before following them to the room they came from. In the room was a large office desk, with a leather chair behind it, an old style telephone on the desk, along with a spinning suitcase with papers hanging out of it.

“The hell? How is that thing spinning?” I asked, scratching my head.

“We have no idea. It does that until someone picks it up and we just go along with it.” The small man said. There were wires running from a small room in the corner of the room, with a bulletin board with random papers stapled and tacked to it. Next to it was a fire extinguisher that was covered in dust. Above it was a alarm bell, and a large room with old style terminals facing a large screen with multiple red dots, all different sizes. In the middle of the room was a few chairs leaning against a strange machine. From bottom to top, there was a slot with various clips of ammo, another slot with syringes and pills, a red bulb with an air conditioner or something next to it, some type of screen with a meter like a gas meter, an air tank on one side, a belt of ammo on the other side, and a heart meter on top with a small lock next to it. One side of it was open, revealing a case of beer with two of the pockets empty. The two men unfolded the chairs next to the dispensers and sat in them, grabbing half empty beer bottles and taking large gulps from the bottles. They took notice of me standing up, leaning against the wall and staring at them. The small man stood up and grabbed a small metal chair and set it out for me.

“Here ya go pardner.” He said.

“I could stand, but thanks.” I said, taking the chair.

“What do you guys do around here anyway? I heard the commotion from upstairs, but...” I trailed off, looking at the small man.

“We’ve been hired by a crazy man to fight over land that his father split between the two brothers, Blutarch and Redmond Mann, and we’ve fought all over the world, trying to gain control over some land for two crazy brothers for nearly three years.” He said, shaking his head.

“How have none of you died? From what I’ve heard, some of them killed each other already.” I asked.

“There’s a device that I’ve built, that the rest have called Respawn, and whenever one of us die, a few seconds later, we would be right back into the battle.” The man said.

“So... the Respawn machine is basically creates never ending life, or some sort of immortality...?” I asked.

“A close hypothesis on what it actually is, but no... We still age, but we still die, only to return to our former bodies that the machine has been connected too. We could be as old as we could, then die from old age, before returning to this body.” He said, pointing to his entire figure.

“Hell, I wouldn’t want that... That would drive myself insane...” I said, patting them on the back, only to send the small man to the ground.

“Sorry... I’ve been used to farm work and chopping wood. As well as carrying around this like two hundred pounds of Tungsten and Titanium armor, as well as a ten pound greatsword and a hundred pounds in supplies.” I said, picking him up and setting him in the chair.

“Good lord. How have you been able to carry all of that?” He asked. I just shrugged, since I’m not too sure on how I do it also. Footsteps could be heard, before the turret beeped loudly and the miniguns revved up.

“He’s going to have bonk, so just deal with that kid.” The small man said, getting up and readying his shotgun at the adjacent door.

“Let me handle this.” I said, the small man raising an eyebrow at me before sitting down and taking another beer from the case on top of the machine. A small guy, looking to be in his late teens to young twenties, wearing all blue in contrast to the red these guys had, came down the hallway, a small blur following himself.

“Try harder next time hardhat.” He yelled as he shot past all three of us sitting next to the machine. His voice annoyed me, so I got up as he flew past me, readying my blade, and waited for him to touch the suitcase. As soon as he did that, a female voice said.

“Alert! The enemy has taken our intelligence!” I swung my blade at him as he flew past me, cutting him in half. The briefcase fell off of his body, with the female voice immediately responding.

“The enemy has dropped our intelligence.” I picked up the intelligence and placed it back on the table, where it continued spinning in the air.

“Our intelligence has returned to our base.” The female voice said.

“I don’t like that kid. He annoyed me with his voice.” I said, pulling out an already bloody rag and wiping off the fresh blood from my blade.

“Everyone here hates that kid, but he does have his uses.” The small man said.

“His counterpart is just as annoying.” The german man said. More footsteps was heard, but the sentry didn’t sound off. The same boy from earlier ran around the corner, this one wearing all red, and looked at the small man.

“You got the intel?” He asked.

“Nope.” The small man said.

“Nein.” The german man said.

“Then who did?” He asked.

“Maybe look around and see if there’s anything or anybody new in the room.” The small man said. The young man looked around, seeing me cleaning the blood off.

“Who’s that freak?” He asked. I growled, getting up and throwing my blade at him at blinding speed. The blade nearly cut off his arm as it flew by, embedding itself into the wall.

“That one was a warning. The next time, you won’t be so lucky.” I said, getting up, easily towering over him, and retrieving my blade. The man clutched his wounded arm, bringing out a pistol and firing the clip at me. The bullets pinged off of my chest, and I punched him in the nose. There was a satisfying crunch as it connected, sending him sprawling across the floor clutching his nose. I ran over to him and grabbed him by his neck, slamming him against the wall, knocking the breath from him.

“Hell, this guy rivals Heavy in strength.” He said, before I nearly snapped his neck. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked, seeing the german man with an emotionless face on his face. He shook his head, and I snarled at the small man, slamming him into the wall once more before letting him fall to the ground.

“I’m going to kill that kid if he says one more damn thing.” I growled to the small man.

“Although I would pay to see that, we need him to be alive right now. He’s mostly responsible for getting the enemies intelligence, isn’t that right Scout?” The small man said suggestively.

“I would go get it if my ribs and nose wasn’t broken.” Scout mumbled out.

“I’ll rip you in half if you try that shit again.” I growled at him. The german man pulled out the same gun he used on the small man, and a small red beam trailed from the end of it. The trail ended at the young guy, and he got up like he didn’t just get his ass handed to him.

“Thanks Doc.” He said, before running off.

“So. you’re a doctor, or some field medic?” I asked, sitting back down.

“By name and profession, I am Medic. I heal ze imbeciles upstairs when ze time is needed, but until zen, I sit here and relax.” Medic said.

“And you’re an engineer?” I asked the small man, who nodded.

“Most just call me Engi.” Engineer said. A small clanking sound was heard, before a loud static followed it.

“Spy is sappin’ my sentry!” Engi called out, getting up and pulling out his wrench. He ran off towards his sentry, with Medic and I following. I turned the corner just as I saw Engi knock off a strange looking device with his wrench. I picked up the device, seeing an old style radio or something with a few wires connecting some parts together, as well as the words “Electro Sapper” was etched across the top of the device.

“Strange...” I said, before dropping the device and crushing it below my foot.

“Spy creepin’ around here.” Engi growled, pulling out a shotgun and shooting an otherwise empty space. Two more shots and a loud scream of pain erupted, and a blue body, just appeared out of nowhere.

“How the fuck...?” I said, picking up the body and searching his body. In his pockets were an old style watch, as well as a watch with a blank screen and seven buttons, as well as a small butterfly knife. I threw the butterfly knife towards Engi, who pocketed it, and pocketed old style watch, and put the watch on my wrist. I pressed the largest button and heard a small whishing sound. I looked at the two men standing there.

“That would be a nightmare.” Engi said.

“I agree mein hard hatted friend. A man of zat size and he just pops out of nowhere like the Spy.” Medic agreed. I looked at my body and saw that everything had disappeared.

“So, a cloaking watch... Smart. I’m keeping this. As well as the other watch.” I said, looking at the small blue bar slowly going up.

“Looks like you got yourself a Cloak and Dagger, as well as his Dead Ringer.” Engi laughed.

“What does the Dead Ringer do?” I asked, uncloaking.

“Whenever you take damage, it fakes your death. For example, pull out the Dead Ringer.” He said. I pulled out the ‘Dead Ringer’, flipping the watch open, seeing a ring of light blue light in the middle of the watch. Engi pulled out a pistol and shot me in the chest, and a body, easily replicating my own, fell from my position. The small blue ring slowly went down, and I closed it before it reached half way. A loud noise was heard as I uncloaked.

“That would be useful for later...” I said, before turning to Engi and picking him up.

“Don’t do that.” I said, putting him down.

“Understood.” He coughed.

~At BLUs Base~

Scout had respawned and was standing in the respawn room, mumbling to himself. The door opened quickly and BLU Soldier ran in, carrying his rocket launcher.

“Soldier, why are you not on the battlefield?!” He yelled at Scout.

“I’m not going back over there! They have something over there that easily killed me, even with BONK!” He said, sitting on the bench.

“The REDs have a secret weapon?” Soldier said, tapping his chin.

“It isn’t a weapon, it’s a man. Except, he can’t be hurt by bullets.” Scout said. Soldier snarled at Scout, but was curious about this man that was supposedly impervious to bullets.

“Spy!” He yelled. Spy uncloaked next to Soldier.

“What?” He said.

“The REDs have something over at their base, and I want you to learn about it.” Soldier ordered the French man.

“I heard your conversation, and I’m already curious to learn about this man.” Spy said, cloaking and disappearing, the only indication that he was gone was when the door opened up.

~Two Minutes Later~

Spy respawned, shaking his head.

“What do you have to report soldier?” Soldier asked Spy.

“That man towers over everyone else, wears some sort of armor, and nearly killed the Red Scout because he made a small comment about him.” Spy said. He wasn’t easily shaken up, but seeing the man that easily towered over Heavy, and carried such a dangerous weapon. That man also intimidated Spy, who usually was the intimidating one.

“He’s easily taller than Sniper and Heavy, and could probably lift Heavy with one hand and toss him across the bridge with ease.” Spy said, a tinge of fear on his words. Soldier grumbled something, but looked around for something.

“We need BLU team to take out that man, before he becomes one of the REDs.” Soldier proclaimed. The two men nodded and went to go search for the other BLUs.

~RED Intel Room, Fifteen Minutes Later~

“I don’t hear anything...” Engi said, taking the beer from his lips. Medic also took his beer from his mouth, listening with a primed ear, until he confirmed Engi’s claim.

“That’s strange... From what I’ve heard, this place is a constant war zone.” I said. A lot of footsteps was heard, and about seven other men walked in, including Scout.

“Where is BLU team?” The largest man there asked, a thick Russian accent asked.

“We don’t know Heavy. We figured since you were up there fighting that you would know.” Engi said.

“Who’s this maggot?” A stern military voice asked.

“Shut the hell up before I rip you a new hole.” I growled at him.

“WHAT WAS THAT MAGGOT?!” The man yelled at me. I looked at him, getting up, easily towering over him, which surprised him for a second, and I grabbed him by his throat and lifted him off of the ground with one arm.

“You want to talk shit? How about this. I’ll rip your arms off, before slowly cutting your legs off then ripping off your head and beat you to death with it. Now, get away from me before I turn your spine into your own personal dildo.” I snarled at him, throwing him into the wall, his helmet flying off and a small crack was heard.

“No one touches team with and lives.” Heavy growled at me.

“You want to go, big boy?” I said, throwing my blade to the side.

“Come, we fight like men.” He said, throwing the minigun to the side and raising his fist. He took a step forward, shouting a battle cry, before charging. I stepped to the side as he flew past me, before running up behind him and slamming his head into the floor, immediately drawing blood. I picked him up with one hand and flung him against the wall, causing him to land on the possibly dead man on the ground. He got up and charged once more. I started running at him myself, meeting him halfway, my larger body mass plus heavier weight sending me barreling towards the wall with him in my arms. I jumped on top of him and slammed my fist into his jaw, dislodging it from place, and followed up by slamming my fist into his jaw once more, breaking it with a loud crunch. I got off of him and picked him up with both arms, slamming the large man into the ground, the impact creating cracks in the ground. I walked over to my blade, picking it up and putting it on my back. I looked at the group of men that witnessed the fight, all slack jawed.

“I’ve dealt with stronger undead than him.” I said, sitting back down.

“Lad, Heavy is the strongest on our team and he just got beat like a child, and you say you’ve fought stronger undead then him?” A Scottish accented man said. I nodded in response, watching the large man struggle to get off the ground.

“Hell, I’ve had to fight for a five days straight, and this was a breeze compared to that. Have you ever been hit with a full force boulder launched from a catapult? Damn thing hurts.” I said.

“You’ve been hit with a catapult?!” Scout yelled at me.

“This armor, as I said, is made of Tungsten and Titanium, and I was taught by one of the best weapon masters in my world. The only reason I’m still here is because I need to wait until one of the princesses teleport me back to the damn world.” I said, watching all of their expressions turn from admiration to confusion and pure amazement.

“You’re from another world, yet you look exactly like us.” A French voice said.

“Because I was originally from Earth, before being brought to that world by the means of six females from their world.” I answered. I thought for a moment, before turning to the French voice.

“How did you know that I looked like you guys?” I asked suspiciously.

“I am the Spy, and it’s my job to learn about everything.” Spy said, taking a step back and pulling out another cigarette from the holder he pulled from his suit. I cocked an eyebrow, but shrugged it off. A loud groan was heard, and the large man finally got to his feet with the help of Medic, rubbing his jaw.

“Man has good punch.” He mumbled.

“Don’t start with me again and you won’t die.” I said to him, leaning back in the chair slightly. He walked over and grabbed his minigun, before taking one of the beers from the case on top of the machine.

“Dispenser is credit to team.” He said, popping the top off and chugging the thing down. I raised an eyebrow and shrugged, guessing it was the name of the machine. A sudden clinking was heard and I looked at the dispenser, seeing that it had actually restocked the beers in the case. Everyone cheered and grabbed one, and I watched as it restocked it once more.

“I’d want something like that... Hell, that would be useful for me.” I said.

“Dispensers are very useful building’s I’ve built.” Engi said, grabbing another beer.

“Have you ever thought about selling dispensers?” I asked. He turned to me with a dark look.

“I’m not talking about military or anything, but to the world. Do you know how useful it would be to normal households?” I asked. His dark look turned a little, and he tapped his chin in thought.

“It would help out a lot of families in their everyday life.” He said slowly.

“And also building a smaller version of it, almost like a pocket version of it? That would be useful for you guys right? Having a pocket dispenser that would heal and give you ammo while fighting?” I suggested.

“It would especially help Medic, since he would be a prime target on the battlefield.” I said. The Medic smiled brightly at the thought of not dying as much as he did in battle, although it wouldn’t protect against headshots and backstabs.

“Mmbh mmph mmmph.” A muffled, although slightly feminine voice said.

“Huh?” I said, looking up, seeing a masked being, holding a large flamethrower in their hands and a fire axe on their backs.

“Mph Smph mmbh mmph mmmph.” They said again, although I couldn’t understand one word.

“Can you please take off the mask and say again?” I asked. They hesitated slightly, before flicking a few things on the neck of the mask, and twisting it off. They pulled off the mask and I got a look at... her face. She was quite beautiful actually, with long brown hair that reached her shoulders and bright green eyes. The rest of them turned to the girl, all stunned at the sight, and she repeated, with a slight British accent.

“I said, what about me?” I scratched my chin.

“I guess it would refill your propane and air tank, as well as the shells for your shotgun. Since your suit would most likely shrug off fire, you wouldn’t have to worry about putting yourself out, so you would be healed from bullets and any other damage done to you.” I said, before I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I looked down and saw that she actually hugged me, and she was quietly giggling. The rest of them looked... jealous? I hesitantly hugged her back and she pulled away, giggling some more. I scratched the back of my head, seeing the rest getting angry, as well as Scout trying to hit on her, before I heard the turret beep loudly and the miniguns revving up. I sighed, before getting up. They were all in the state of shock and panic, trying to get ready.

“Calm down. I’ll handle this.” I said, walking towards the sounds of gunfire.

“Are you nuts?! You’ll get killed out there!” The girl said.

“You can get my story from Medic and Engi, but I’m going to deal with this.” I said, pulling the blade from my back and walking out, just as there was a loud explosion and Engi yelled.

“Sentry down!” I grinned as I stepped around the corner, seeing the nine mercenaries in blue, with their weapons at the ready. I pulled the Dead Ringer from my pocket, holding it in one of my hands.

“There he is!” The stern military voice said. Bullets started flying, some missing while most hit me in the chest or stomach. None of the bullets actually penetrated the armor. I charged forward, ignoring the gunfire aimed my way, before I jumped into the air, avoiding all of the gunfire as I jumped over all of their heads and landed behind all of them. I swung my blade vertically, cutting through the Blu Scout, who cried out in pain before falling to the ground in two. I saw that the rocket toting man had fired at me and I grabbed the rocket from the air, since it was slow enough to do so, and threw it at the Blu Medic. The rocket exploded as it made contact with his chest, except it didn’t kill him, just heavily injure him.

I mentally scratched my head on why he didn’t die from that before I watched as the guy with a sniper rifle shot at me, intending to shoot me in the head, but I pulled one of the most epic things ever. I managed to block the bullet with my blade, but the bullet only went up far enough to where my blade could still cut it, and I cut the bullet in half. The bullet was shot forward, as if it was from a gun, and one half hit him in the throat, killing him, while the other went into the black mans one eye, causing him to blindly fire his grenade launcher at the wall, killing himself and blowing up the military man.

The Blu Pyro was trying to burn me, but since armor can’t burn, I easily cut her in half (at least, I thought it was a she since RED and BLU look so much alike) before continuing. All that was left was the Blu Engineer, who was building a dispenser, Blu Medic, who was healing the Blu Heavy, and the Blu Spy, who was probably behind me. I swung my blade around, hearing the familiar scream of pain that I heard before. I cut the Blu Spy in half, both halves flying away quickly and slamming into the wall. I took one of the pocketed throwing knives and threw it at the engineer, hitting him in the neck with it. He fell to the ground, clutching the knife and quickly bleeding hole in his neck, but he just bled out quickly.

“Doctor, HIT CHARGE!” The Blu Heavy yelled. A loud fizzling sound filled the air, and the two were encased in a blue armor of sorts.

“I AM BULLETPROOF!” Heavy bellowed, firing his minigun at me, unfazed that he just lost most of his team. I started walking forward, slowly at first, before quickly picking up speed and easily reaching Heavy. I readied my weapon at the large mans chest, watching as the aura around the blade flared violently when the armor encased them, and felt the sword hit his chest. I looked at the blade, seeing that it actually stabbed through the armor and had plunged into the Heavy’s chest. He bellowed in pain, before collapsing backwards, sliding off of the blade. The Blu Medic was in a state of shock, and just started backing away from the man standing before him, shaking his head pathetically.

“Nein... Nein! Nein! Nein! NEIN!!! THAT SHOULDN’T BE POSSIBLE!! THE UBERCHARGE FAILED!!” He shouted, before I quickly decapitated the man. His head rolled to the ground as the body dropped to his knees, and falling forward. I sighed heavily, wiping off the bead of sweat I had on my brow, before pulling out the bloody rag that was coated with so much undead blood, and walking back to the RED team. They were all looking around the corner, staring in absolute awe, watching as I walked up and past them all like nothing happened.

“How... did you cut through the ubercharge?” Pyro asked.

“The blade’s enchanted to be able to cut through any type of armor, even those that claim it’s invincible.” I said casually, attempting to clean off the blood, but only smudging it. I looked at the rag and frowned, before tossing it into a trashcan.

“I need another rag...” I said to myself. I felt someone tap me on the shoulder and turned around, seeing Medic holding a clean white rag in front of him.

“Thanks.” I said, taking the rag from his hands and starting to clean the blade. I heard a snort, as well as a groan and some shuffling. I looked up, seeing the military man starting to get up.

“What did I miss?” He asked. He looked at me, seeing me cleaning off blood, and his face twisted into a snarl. “And what is this filthy maggot doing in my base?” He growled.

“Oh wait! I forgot something!” I said, quickly getting up and jogging out, retrieving the throwing knife from the Blu Engi’s neck. I stood there, looking at the blue dispenser, and smiled, taking the machine for myself.

“Now two dispensers.” I said, walking back into the room with the blue dispenser and sat it next to my chair. The dispenser trailed a beam to my chest, healing me and repairing any type of damage done.

“Sweet.” I chuckled, cleaning the blood off of the knife and sword, as well as trying to get the blood off of the armor.

“Ah well, thanks anyway Medic.” I said, being able to clean off the sword and knife easily, but the armor was just getting smudged by the armor.

“How did you do that?” Pyro asked, sitting on top of the dispenser next to me.

“I was taught by one of the best weapon masters in the other world, and the blacksmiths there was able to make me this armor to help me on my quest to ‘save the world’ there.” I said, doing air quotes with my fingers.

“How did you save the world then?” She asked, intrigued.

“Apparently some douchebag of a guy had found a book that was able to raise entire armies of undead, and he so happened to do so on an old battleground, where millions died, and I had to fight my way through that army with a small group of them with me. He also was able to teach the undead to use catapults and ballistae, because when we got close to his castle, I nearly got crushed by one of the boulders from the catapults, as well as nearly getting impaled on a ballista. We had to deal with that, as well as the army of undead that was surrounding us quickly.

"We fought our way through the undead army, eventually reaching the guys castle, and we stormed the place. But this is where it gets good. The man apparently was able to use the book and turn himself into a lich, an undead warlord of immense power, and was able to amplify the books power of raising the undead and control the armies of undead he already created. He had gotten so much power that he was able to create an impenetrable bubble around himself, keeping him from being harmed by normal weapons.” I stopped and caught my breath, hearing her gasp.

“There was something I hadn’t noticed before, and that my swords aura had grown immensely, and it continued growing when I got closer to him. I figured the sword was able to do something to him, so I charged him and was able to cut through the bubble and stab him through the heart.” I chuckled, while Pyro cheered, catching the rest of their attention. They slowly encircled me as I continued the story.

“Didn’t do shit to him. The guy didn’t even feel his own heart get stabbed with the blade. He blasted me away from him, summoning his army to knock down the doors and try to overwhelm us. The problem with an undead army is that they’re slow and shambling, so it took them a few hours to even get to the door. I managed to dodge the balls of magic he was shooting at me, which was killing most of the people from the group and infected them, and get through that damn bubble of his.

"After a few minutes of fighting him, I was able to cut off his head, which immediately dropped the bubble around him and I picked up the book. Well, without the leader they were used to, the undead went crazy, started tearing each other apart. The undead somehow became faster, knocking the door down quickly, and so I had to call in the princesses and see if I could get some help. While I was running around trying to run around and save everyone I could, they were busy trying to teleport us back to the castle. While we were waiting, I got shot in the back with like five arrows, so when they teleported us, the loss of blood plus the feeling of teleporting just caused me to be dizzy and near unconsciousness. I gave them the book and immediately collapsed, only to wake up in some medical wing, arrows gone and armor still on somehow.” I said, finishing the story.

“How did you get here then?” Engi asked.

“That picks up immediately after last time. After I woke up, the two princesses and the six girls from earlier were standing over me, before giving me a large hug.” I said, shaking my head with a small smile.

“Well, fighting five days straight got me smelling like a dumpster, so I got out of the armor, took a shower, got some clean clothes, then went to go relax. They apparently was as technologically advanced as Earth apparently, so we all went to the game room and was about to start playing some games when a beam of light hit me in the chest and teleported me outside of this place. So, after I got my armor on and was presentable, I was hearing you guys shooting each other and I was wondering when I would be able to get inside your base. I just went around back and walked through the door, before heading down here, nearly getting my ass blasted by the turret. I cut the wires on the turret and met these two.” I said, pointing to Medic and Engi.

“Then the Blu Scout came running in and I cut his ass in half, then Blu Spy tried sapping Engi’s turret, but Engi somehow saw him and got him with the shotgun, then I nearly beat Scout’s ass to death before Medic stopped me and healed him and he went to go get the intel or something.” I said, casting a small glare towards Scout.

“The rest is history.” I finished, waving my hand around.

“That’s quite the story.” Spy said, puffing on his cigarette.

“The most we’ve had to deal with is a decapitation happy ghost, the sniper going crazy, a giant eyeball that can fire rockets, and a man that can shrug off minigun fire with his bare chest.” Engi said.

“Sniper went crazy?” I said, looking at the Australian man.

“Let’s just say that Sniper is an atheist and for good reason and leave it at that.” Soldier said, shaking his head.

“Alright...” I said, frowning slightly.

“So, about this man that could shrug off minigun fire with his bare chest.” I said.

“Saxton Hale, President and CEO of Mann Co. The toughest man you will ever find in the world possibly.” Engi said.

“He got angry at both teams when we tried peace with each other, so he came down here and kicked all of our asses, told us to get back to fighting each other, before being attacked by a polar bear and he wrestled it.” Sniper said, gripping his sniper rifle tightly.

“Five minutes left in the mission! Five minutes left in the mission!” The female voice said.

“Is that a pre recorded voice announcing everything?” I asked, pointing at the speaker.

“Some of them are, but the Administrator watches and listens to us through microphones and cameras hidden throughout the bases sometimes., although I hack it during the day so that we can sit here and relax.” Engi said.

“What happens if the intel isn’t captured?” I asked.

“We go into overtime, but we’ve already captured their intel, so we’ve won. At the end of the matches, if one team loses, the other team gets to kill them in anyway we want before going back to our own bases and party till the next day.” Scout said.

“I dislike large parties.” I said in warning.

“We don’t have parties like that. We normally just drink beers and make jokes at each other until we get tired and go to sleep.” Engi said.

“Sounds like something I would enjoy.” I said, scratching my chin.

“Hell, we don’t even know what you look like. That hood of yours blocks from us seeing anything.” Pyro said. I blinked a few times before I smiled and shook my head.

“I’m just used to having the hood on. I forgot that the princesses enchanted it so that it hides my face in shadows until I take it off.” I said, before slowly taking the hood off. Once the shadows disappeared and my face was revealed, they all started guessing my age for some reason.

“I bet you’re twenty.” Scout said, before Spy slapped him up the side of the head.

“Why would you want to know his age? He’s probably older than all of us, even if he doesn’t exactly look it.” Spy said.

“I bet he’s nineteen.” Pyro said. I threw a surprised look at Pyro, and she grinned deviously.

“He’s twenty-five.” Soldier guessed.

“Nein. He’s twenty-seven.” Medic said.

“Nyet. Twenty-eight.” Heavy said.

“Someone’s already guessed my age.” I said, looking at Pyro, who was still grinning.

“Who guessed it?” Demo said.

“Pyro.” I stated, which got ridiculous looks from all of them.

“You’re nineteen?” Scout said. “Hell kid, I’m older than you!” He said, before starting to chuckle.

“Don’t forget that I can still easily kick all of your asses. Single handedly!” I yelled at them.

“Too true.” Medic chuckled.

“There is one that’s younger than him.” Pyro said, blushing slightly.

“Hmm?” I said, turning to her.

“Who’s younger than him? I’m the youngest ‘ere!” Scout said.

“No, you’re not. I’m only eighteen.” Pyro said.

“Eighteen year old girl that loves to burn things? Sounds normal, considering what I’ve seen already.” I said.

“Normal? What’s normal about that?” Engi said.

“Well, when you’ve met a few thousand year old woman that has the power to move the sun, moon, and stars, a lot of things seem normal.” I said, looking at all of them.

“What wrinkly broad has the power to move the sun and moon?” Scout said, before getting smacked by Soldier.

“She doesn’t have a single wrinkle on her body. She actually looks like she’s in her mid twenties. When I learned that she was older than everyone else in that world by a few thousand years, I was surprised.” I said.

“How do you know that she doesn’t have a single wrinkle on her body, hm?” Scout said, before getting smacked in the back of the head by Soldier again.

“If you’re implying that I’ve slept with her, no, I haven’t had sex yet.” I said.

“I’m surprised. Compared to these slacked jawed idiots, you’re quite handsome. I’m sure you have some girls after you.” Pyro said, sending the room into turmoil. Bottles were thrown, threats were issued, shouts ensued, before I got irritated enough to yell at the top of my lungs.

“... so whattaya mean ‘slack jawed idiots’?” Scout yelled.

“ALL OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, which seemed to shake the foundations of the building. Everyone stopped and looked at me. I looked every single one of them in the eyes, which in turn caused them to lower their gazes to the floor.

“Jesus fuck...” I growled, rubbing my temples.

“Got a strong pair of lungs on ya.” Engi said.

“You already know why.” I said, throwing a faint grin towards him. I looked at the rest of them with a glare, before rubbing my face with my hands. During the fighting, the Administrator had announced that RED team won, and that the match had ended and they could go back to their quarters. I got up from the chair, towering over all of them, and said.

“You might want to get back to your main base. The Admin already said that the match is over and I want to get some sleep before I get teleported again.” I growled. Most of them nodded and walked out, Engi staying back to clean up the few bottles and chairs, as well as pick up the dispenser. I followed him out, had helped him clean up a bit, carrying the somewhat light blue dispenser, seeing that the main part of the building was mostly a barn. I followed Engi out through the garage, which was connected to a large kitchen and sleeping quarters. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sniper climb into a campervan, before hearing the telltale sound of the engine starting and he drove off.

“Where does Sniper go?” I asked Engi, adjusting the dispenser on my shoulder.

“He hates staying here, since Soldier and Heavy sound like chainsaws whenever they snore, so he goes to the town a few miles past the mountains over there and stays at one of the cheap motels there.” Engi explained, carrying the toolbox that had the self building dispenser in it. I looked at the mountains and sure enough, where the small dust cloud that followed the campervan was heading, had lights shining behind it, indicating a sort of city.

“Where is this anyway?” I asked, following Engi as he stepped into the kitchen.

“Somewhere in the middle of Nevada I think.” He said. The loud and rambunctious laughter that echoed from the other room grated my nerves, but I put up with it, at least for now. We walked into the room, seeing them at a large circular table with nine chairs, two empty, at various spots on the edge of the table. Heavy had a large plate that was stacked with sandwiches in front of him, Soldier had MRE’s in front of him, with him spreading some sort of paste onto crackers, Scout with hotdogs stacked up in front of him, Spy with French dishes sorted in front of him, Medic with some sort of German food in front of him, Demoman with, for some reason, fish and chips and a large bottle of moonshine or something, indicated by the three large Xs on the front of the bottle, and Pyro with... breakfast in front of her. She had a stack of pancakes and waffles onto one plate, bacon on another, scrambled eggs on another, and a large stack of buttered and jelly toast on a last plate.

“Hell Pyro, you got a lot of food right there.” I commented. She looked up from the stack of pancakes she had been munching on, swallowed, and said.

“I hadn’t eaten today.” In response, my stomach growled in protest, catching everyone’s attention. I tapped my chin, trying to remember the last time I ate.

“How long has it been since you’ve eaten lad?” Demo asked.

“I think six days ago...” I said, my stomach making another growl of protest. Everyone gasped.

“We need ta get some food in ya boy.” Engi said, setting the dispenser down and running into the kitchen. I pulled off my pack, which had been on me the entire time, and pulled out some meats and fruits, as well as a canteen of water. I immediately took a swig of water, quenching the fire burning in my throat, only to make my stomach clench up at the sudden sustenance. I took a bite of an apple, the shiny texture and juicy interior making me nearly moan as I quickly chewed and swallowed, taking another quick bite.

“I forgot how good these apples are.” I commented. I looked back into the pack, seeing one of the Zap Apples that Applejack gave me before I left, as well as a container of the rainbow jelly. I took out the apple, catching everyone’s attention at the rainbow texture.

“No tears Scout, just dreams.” Spy said, patting Scout on the back. Scout shot him a glare and slapped his hand away. Everyone started laughing before quickly quieting down. I finished the other apple off, taking a napkin and wiping the juice from my face, before looking at the Zap Apple.

“Why is that apple rainbow colored?” Scout asked.

“One of the girls that saved me was one of the best damn farmers in the world, and was able to create these,” I said, lifting the apple into everyone’s view.

“These apples are called Zap Apples, and are the tastiest fucking things I’ve had ever. Basically, take the tastiness of all fruits you’ve ever eaten, then combine them together and multiply the taste by ten.” I said.

“Woah...” Scout said, looking at the apple in interest. I sliced a piece off and tossed it to Scout, who caught it in mid air and took a bite from the piece. His eyes widened and he took the entire thing into his mouth. He quickly chewed it and swallowed.

“Holy...” He said, his eyes still wide. “He wasn’t jokin’ about that thing.” He continued. I sliced another piece off and gave it to Pyro, who followed Scout’s actions. She took a small bite from it, her eyes widened and a whimper of pleasure escaped her lips. She took another bite from the thing, closing her eyes and savoring the taste, before finishing off the rest slowly.

“That... was amazing...” She said.

“I also have this,” I said, pulling out a full jar of the rainbow colored jelly.

“Is that jelly... of the Zap Apples?” Pyro asked in excitement.

“It is. Takes about three full Zap Apples to create just one jar of the jelly.” I said, taking a bite from the apple. The taste flooded my senses and I closed my eyes and slowly chewed. I swallowed and opened my eyes.

“How would you know about the Zap Apple jelly?” Soldier asked accusingly.

“I work for her. I know how to make the best damn apple cider, how to create these tasty little buggers, as well as a few other things that would help me in the world.” I answered.

“You worked for the girl that can make these things and you know how to?!” Scout yelled.

“Shh, No tears, only dreams now.” I said, causing everyone to laugh and Scout to pout. The rest of the night, we ate as I told my random adventures, days of work, and other things. About eleven at night, they all went to bed as I packed the jar of slightly used Zap Apple jelly and empty canteen, picked up the dispenser, and stepped outside, seeing the cloudy night sky. I started walking around, seeing a spot that was in the moonlight but was protected from two sides. I set the dispenser down and slowly took off my armor. I closed the two slots that had the clips of ammo and medicine before I sat against the the dispenser, looking up at the night sky. I set the pieces of armor against the side of the armor, out of the way, and watched as the moon slowly made its way through the sky. The slow humming of the dispenser was all that filled my ears, the sounds of the night absent from this place, and I felt a simple feeling of loneliness. Being away from Equestria has been taxing, being away from the ones I love. The only time I stepped back into Equestria was when I gave them that book and when I woke up in the hospital. Now I’m in some other universe, possibly forever, and I can’t do anything about it. Luna and Celestia have probably given up on me, not caring that I’ve been placed in this different world.

“Couldn’t sleep either?” I heard the only female voice that wasn’t behind a speaker and looked up at the girl, except that she wasn’t in her suit. She was in some sort of pajama pants and tight top, barely revealing her breasts to everyone.

“No...” I said, leaning against the dispenser.

“Why so glum?” She asked me, sitting next to me. I scooted over so that she could prop her back against the dispenser.

“I’ve been having these strange feelings of abandonment and hopelessness, and I can’t help but feel that they’ve given up on me, abandoning me on Earth.” I said with a hint of sadness, with my shoulders slouched over. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders, or at least attempted to.

“I bet they’re trying to get you back right now, it probably takes a long time for these teleportations to work. I mean, from what I heard, you would be considered a hero to them and that they would need you for whenever another thing pops up in that world. Although I would want to see this world, I couldn’t leave here. The reason being is that my team needs me, and that Saxton Hale would probably try hunting me down through other worlds. He’s done that before.” Pyro said.

“Hell, I’m not worried about this Saxton Hale guy. I’ve dealt with skeletal dragons and minotaurs before, a man that can ‘shrug off minigun fire with his bare chest’ wouldn’t be able to deal with the intense flames that could melt the skin from bone in mere seconds. The only reason I still live is because of this.” I said, lifting one of the pieces of the armor.

“I thought you looked thinner when I saw you.” Pyro giggled.

“And I thought you were someone completely different when I saw you in those pajamas.” I retorted.

“I always go to sleep first, avoiding all of them, and I’m also the first one up in the mornings. The reason they don’t know anything about me is because of that suit and mask. They had gotten used to that mask to understand what I say under it, but I decided to finally reveal it when you asked me to take off the mask.” She said, leaning against me.

“Well, I haven’t been here for three years to start understanding what you say under that thing. I would understand that they thought you were a guy, since you sounded slightly masculine under that mask, and most firebugs I’ve seen are guys, but that would be profiling.” I said, feeling her head set on my shoulders. I looked at her, seeing her looking up at me with those bright green eyes and a small smile. When I see her like that, I see Fluttershy looking at me with those teal eyes. My brain knew it was Pyro, but my heart saw her as Fluttershy, and my heart ached for her. She got off of my shoulder and was looking straight at me, the shy smile convincing my heart further that it was Fluttershy.

I leaned in and laid a kiss on her lips. Her eyes shot open in surprise before closing, and she moaned in pleasure. She sort of sounded like Fluttershy, the only real difference was that she had a small British accent on her words. We pulled away, both looking into each others eyes, with Pyro blushing intensely. This time she leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine. Warnings in my head were going off, but I didn’t stop. I returned her kiss, feeling her tongue pushing against my lips. I opened my mouth and pushed my own tongue out to meet hers, both members fighting for dominance over the other.

Her tongue retreated into her mouth and I followed, pushing my tongue into her mouth and allowing them to fight once more. The taste of maple syrup, bacon, and the Zap Apple was on her breath, and was absolutely intoxicating. After a few moments of making out, we finally pulled away, a string of saliva trailing between both of us, while we huffed for breath. She swung her leg over me and sat right on my crotch, placing her hands on my shoulders.

“Even when I’m like this, you’re still taller then me!” Pyro pouted.

“It’s alright, because you’re still beautiful.” I whispered to her, making her blush. I brushed a strand of her hair out of her eyes and planted another kiss on her lips. She pulled away a few seconds later and laid her head on my shoulder.

“I’ve never experienced this before...” She whispered in my ear.

“Yeah...” I said absent mindedly, looking up at the moon.

“Are you even trying Luna? Have you been searching for me, or have you given up on me? And what of your sister? Did she even care for me in the first place, or am I just another piece of the puzzle that she’s created for herself?” I mumbled, looking up at the full moon.

“Hmm?” Pyro hummed, looking at me.

“Sorry, just wondering out loud.” I dismissed, shaking my head. Eight hours of small talk later, Pyro had gotten up out of my lap and went back to the kitchen. I sat there on the ground, still looking at the sky, seeing the moon disappear behind the horizon and sun appearing behind the other horizon. I heard the humming of the engine, and looked up when I saw the campervan just roll up. The engine cut off and a few seconds later, the door on the side of the van opened and Sniper stepped out, stretching and spreading his arms into the air. He looked at me.

“G’day mate.” He said with a wave of his hand, before walking into the kitchen. I got up and brushed off the dust from my clothes and put on my armor casually. I lifted the dispenser onto my shoulder and walked back into the kitchen, hearing the shuffling, groans, and shifting of clothes and guns. I set the dispenser down on the floor next to me and sits down on one of the chairs, before watching as the nine mercenaries slowly shuffled around the kitchen and sleeping area. Sniper was sitting at the table, sipping on coffee, sniper rifle hooked around the arm of the chair.

I pull off the pack again, pulling out apples, pears, and a canteen of water. I took a bite into one of the apples, before uncapping the canteen and taking a swig of water. I began to chew the apple, before swallowing it and taking another bite. He saw Pyro in the suit she was formally in, her mask hiding her face. I finished up the breakfast I pulled out, capping and replacing the half empty canteen into the pack. I got up and picked up the dispenser, walking into the main part of the base, looking at the Blu Sniper with his sniper rifle in hand, spotting me as I took my spot on the balcony. He walked over to the RED base, eventually taking his spot next to me.

“G’day mate.” He said.

“Hey... I guess you and Red Sniper are good friends?” I said, looking at him.

“Yeah. We mostly just put an act for Administrator, kill each other a few times, capture the intel three times, then party until we go to sleep.” He answered.

“The Administrator wants you to just kill each other for a single match then do whatever you want?” I asked.

“Nah, she just wants to keep us busy for an hour or two. RED and BLU team are actually good friends with each other, and we can’t just let the other team capture the intel because we don’t get paid for the day. We have to actually put up a fight against each other.” He explained, adjusting his glasses.

“So Engi has to build his sentries and you have to shoot people just so that this bitch can be entertained, or are these your talents before you were brought here?” I asked, staring as Red Sniper took his spot on a small chair behind the metal construct that both bases had.

“The latter.” Red Sniper said.

“Aren’t you freaked out that you look exactly alike, down to sniper rifle and outfit?” I asked both of them.

“A few months ago, we figured out what happened to us.” Red Sniper said.

“Apparently, our soul was split in two by some wizard, who was supplied by the two crazy brothers. After we were split, the two brothers had us sign a contract that basically took over our lives. We were only allowed to leave this place a month out of the year, two days a month, and we all just go to some town and drink before we have to be herded back here.” Blu Sniper said.

“Mission begins in sixty seconds!” The Administrator’s voice said.

“Well, time to go...” Blu Sniper said. He got up and ran back to his base, and I followed Red Sniper into the respawn room, which had the nine mercenaries waiting for the round to begin.

“Mission begins in thirty seconds!” She said into the speaker, with the RED team making small talk. I sat on one of the benches in the respawn room, the team readying for the round.

“Five, four, three, two, one!” She said, a hint of excitement on her normally monotone voice. An alarm sounded and the team rushed out. I watched the door as Engi ran in and out of the room while he built his sentry and dispenser, and the random team members just running in, riddled in bullets, a few of their limbs blown off, on fire, and whenever they touched the supply closet and were instantly healed and resupplied by the closet. I watched as they would just run back out like nothing ever happened.

A few minutes of watching them just pop out of nowhere in that room, or run into the room to resupply. I saw Pyro respawn a few times and followed her out with my gaze, imagining a few ways on how they die. I shook my head a few times to clear my head. Last night events replayed in my head, building an impending feeling of dread in my chest. Nearly thirty minutes later, Administrator said that BLU team had captured the intel three times and has won, and I saw as some of the REDs run back into the respawn with the BLUs following directly behind. The Blu Pyro went straight for me and swung her axe right at me. I caught the axe in mid air and ripped it from her hands.

“Don’t try anything...” I said, looking her in the eyes. She backed up and stuck her hand out. I put the axe back into her hand and whispered.

“Hopefully the BLU guys never figure out who you are...” She looked at me, tilting her head to the side in confusion, before walking out quickly. I gave an all knowing smile as she walked out, turning to the newly respawned RED team standing behind me.

“What happens now?” Heavy asked.

“Lets go practice medicine...” Medic mumbled, grabbing Heavy’s arm and dragging him off somewhere. I watched them disappear past the door before turning back to the rest of the team. Before anyone said anything, a loud thunderclap was heard.

“Was there any clouds outside?” I asked, walking outside the door.

“We never have any storms here...” Engi said, running out onto the battlements. I followed him, as well as the rest of the RED team, with Medic and Heavy a few feet behind us. I looked up and saw that a large dark storm was circling ominously over the middle of the two forts, when lightning bolts started striking everywhere. First, it struck a few miles away, blowing and burning the dirt up into the air. The dirt that was thrown into the air was picked up by the winds, causing a large tornado that circled just outside of the perimeter that started picking up more dust and even dead branches. Scout got knocked in the head by a flying stick, sending him flying off of the battlements. The rest of RED team hopped down and checked on Scout, who shook his head and got back up. On the other side of the bridge, BLU team emerged, looking equally confused and possibly fearful of the storm.

A few lightning bolts clashed overhead, sending sparks raining down on both teams. A rather large lightning bolt struck in the middle of the bridge, electrocuting it and sending scrap metal flying through the air as it got picked up by the storm. Another, stronger and larger lightning bolt struck the bridge, destroying the entire bridge and sending the wood and metal flying in random directions. I had to dodge a piece of metal that threatened to decapitate me, before seeing another lightning bolt strike right in front of RED team and I, causing all of us to go flying haphazardly. I slammed into the wooden and metal tower before me, sending me crashing through the building. I breathed in slightly, feeling my lungs on fire, before getting up, receiving a small shock from the electricity in the air, and stepped out of the rubble.

The last lightning bolt struck outside of the base and the storm dissipated, leaving everyone stunned and minorly injured. Pieces of metal and wood fell from the sky as the storm disappeared, most just hitting the ground and losing its life, while a few stray pieces of dirt and destroyed wood struck my armor.

“Who’s the new guy?” Scout asked. I turned my attention to the spot where the lightning bolt struck and saw a man, kneeling over, in plain white armor, white hood, and in contrast with the abundance of white, a dark purple cape with black trimming. On his back was a greatsword, the bluish hue in contrast with my blade, with what looked like water running through it, and an ice blue aura surrounding it. The pack, instead of army green, was navy blue. When he finally stood up, he stood at equal height with me, except that I saw his eyes, an icey blue that matched his blades aura.

“Dude...” Scout said, backing up and pulling out his scattergun.

“That just ain’t right.” Engi growled, setting up a dispenser and sentry quickly.

“That’s... me...” I said, pulling my blade from my back and getting a defensive stance. He looks up, sees me, and pulls his blade from his back.

“Another monster to slay.” He said to himself, an accent that makes him sound like he’s from royalty or something.

“Oi! I’m not a monster, and neither are any of these guys!” I yelled at him, startling him.

“No matter. You wear the armor of the traitorous princess, and for that, you must be slain post haste.” He said, charging. I met blades with him, steel clashing against steel, sparks sent flying everywhere.

“This isn’t the armor of a traitor, this is the armor provided for me by Princess Luna and Princess Celestia, and is a chemical reaction from the combination of Tungsten and Titanium.” I explained, using brute force to toss him away.

“Princess Luna betrayed her kingdom, siding with that scum, King Sombra! Her dark army slayed everyone in Ponyville, down to the Elements of Harmony!” He yelled at me, swinging blade in a downwards vertical strike.

“Princess Luna hasn’t done shit with that bastard King Sombra! The only ‘army’ she has is the Dark Royal Guards, and they only protect the night! Ponyville still stands and the Elements of Harmony are still alive you bastard!” I shouted at him, blocking the blade and quickly thrusting for his stomach. He jumped backwards and swung for my head. I ducked and swung an upwards vertical strike, making him back off.

“That swine slaughtered all of the Elements of Harmony, slicing all of their throats while they slept! She did the worst to the Element of Kindness, ripping her innards from her stomach just to send a message.” His words sent me into an unbridled rage, causing me to hack at him mercilessly, putting him on the defensive.

“I wouldn’t let anyone touch Fluttershy! I’ll protect her with my life, even against those damn alicorns!” I screamed at him, swiping at his legs, setting him off balance. I slammed my fist into his face, picked him up, before tossing him back into the ground and was about to cut his head off when a burst of energy sent me flying backwards. I hit the ground hard, only to get back up quickly and unslinging the supply bag off of my back and charging at him quickly. His hand glowed with a bright gold aura, and he sent another bolt of energy at me. I blocked it with my blade, hardly slowing, and pile drived him into the ground, roaring in rage, before hopping backwards as his hand lit back up and he shot another burst at me. He picked himself up quickly and fired another bolt of energy at me, but I just knocked it to the side.

The bolt hit the Blu Sniper, causing him to explode violently, and I felt one of his limbs hit me on the back. He fired another bolt at me, and I slid under the bolt, tripping him. I shot my blade forward and felt my blade knick his armor and hit flesh. The blade started glowing violently, as well as his blade, and when the two auras hit each other, it sent us flying from each other. We hit opposite ends of the dirt area and quickly caught our footing, although I saw a trail of blood coming from him where I cut his stomach. He took a slower time to get up and I was already running towards him when he steadied himself. He managed to bring up his blades in time, only to have it knocked from his weak grip, and I watched as it fell to the ground in front of us while I cut down, leaving a long gash along his chest. I picked him up and slammed him into the ground once more, knocking the wind from him.

“Don’t ever talk about Fluttershy again, or so help me god, I’ll decapitate you quicker than Sniper can pop off heads.” I said. His eyes widened and he smirked.

“I see. You’re with the possibly weakest mare in Equestria, while I, being the smooth man I am, managed to pick up Celestia, the goddess of the sun.” He said smugly. I looked at him, fire burning in my eyes, and quickly raised my blade.

“You can tell Celestia that she chose poorly, because you’re just a doppelganger, not even worth her time with how poor you’re performance was.” I said, before quickly decapitating him, his blood spraying over me and my armor. I huffed, picking up his blade and pushing it to my back, crossing on my back with the original blade. The two blades hummed together, before their auras quickly died down. I picked up my bag, as well as his bag, since it was full of the same items as mine was, before turning to all of the mercenaries. The two teams stood in awe, as well as fear, at my merciless killing of my opposite self.

“So... You were going easy on us?” Blu Scout asked. I rubbed the back of my head.

“Yeah... Can’t let you believe I was just some master swordsman. Used some simple tactics.” I said.

“And to believe that we were the best in the world...” Red Medic huffed.

“Hell, I could go for something to drink right now...” The demoman’s said together. They clinked bottles together and took long drinks from their bottles.

“I’m going to modest here, that was mostly rage, not even skill...” I said, which seemed to lower their self esteem.

“So, you could’ve been better than that, but it was because of a comment he made about an element or something that sent you into a worse rage than Heavy when he lost Sasha?” Engi said, removing his goggles before rubbing his eyes.

“Yeah, but I can control my anger...” I said.

“That’s good, because when Heavy lost Sasha, they had to send in Saxton Hale, and even then, Saxton nearly died from Heavy’s punching and shotgunning everything in sight.” Scout said.

“If I couldn’t control my anger, then this Saxton Hale guy, as well as everyone here, would be in tatters below my feet.” I said.

“Well, I could relax for the rest of the day, how about you?” Engi said, before running off. The rest of them followed him. I followed behind, looking back at the guys body, and followed them to the respawn room. They were all sitting on the benches, chatting amongst each other. I walked over to the commandeered dispenser I took from the Blu Engi and sat on top of it. As soon as I did that though, I heard another crash of lightning, and a purple swirling mist appeared above my head. I looked up at it, as well as everyone else, and it started sucking everyone in. I grabbed onto the dispenser, and all of the mercenaries grabbed the benches. The dispenser lifted into the air, and I took off, as well as Sniper’s hat (The Anger). I grabbed at anything that wasn’t the dispenser that I was holding with one hand, and felt something leathery hit my hand. I looked at it and saw that it was RED Sniper’s hat, colored a color similar to slate, and saw that the swirling mist had closed when I entered it. I felt something hit the back of my head and I fell unconscious.