It was him, no doubt about it. The most terrifying creature to ever have trigonometry for a head. That giant "knife" he dragged along the ground somehow made the sound of metal against metal, despite the floor being stone. I faced him, readying my Naginata while I was still out of his range.

"I don't suppose you came here to talk?" I asked.

I watched in amusement as the human I had impaled sunk into the Halo and was sent to Silent Hill. The ring stopped glowing and my mind was settled once more. I struck the ground with end of the Great Spear and it was absorbed into a smaller Halo, and the Spear was replaced by my Knife again.

Plucking it out of the dirt, I stomped my way down to the town of Canterlot. The streets were barren and the doors looked to be barred and nailed shut. Celestia must’ve warned them, either that or my presence alone was enough to cause panic. As I trudged through Canterlot, taking in some sights like Broadhoof Theater and Celestia Monument, (Which I promptly cut to size), I suddenly felt a strong presence somewhere.

I looked down at the ring on my finger and it pointed with a barely noticeable red light that led straight to the Everfree. I let out a short groan before throwing the Knife on my shoulder and bolting for the forest.

When I stopped, I tilted my head in confusion. Like the last human I fought a good while ago, he had a spear, but unlike the other human, his spear was more barbed and he looked like he was celebrating for something. As quietly as I could I planted my blade to the ground and watched as the fog rolled in.

Somewhere in the distance Silent Hill’s Siren went off and gave the human even more confusion. I slowly began to circle my prey when he turned around and jumped back.

“I don’t suppose you came here to talk?” He asked still holding the spear in a defencive position. I looked at him and gauged his power. He looked like a powerful opponent, but the power emitting from him made him stronger.

“WeAKLing… WHy ArE YoU HeRE?” I asked in my metallic voice. I saw him visibly flinch at my voice.

"Huh. I'll be honest, kinda didn't expect you to talk. And what do you mean 'why am I here?' Why are you here? This isn't your version of Equestria."

“WhAT dO YoU MEaN? ...BeSIdEs ThE oNe iN ThE GaRDEnS, YoU arE ThE FirST HuMAn I’Ve MeT…”

Wait...what? Does he have memory loss or something?

“Did… Did you just say that I was the first human you’ve met?” A nod “You mean, you don’t remember… Auric?” I looked at him as best as I could but did not speak. “Nemesis?” Again, silence. “Not even… uh… Didn’t you meet ANYone beside me?”

I shook my head as best I could before throwing my blade on my shoulder. “arE YoU AlRIght? YoU SoUNd DeLuSIoNAl.”

“Says the walking horror with the geometry head,” he replied sarcastically. “So, if you’re actually conversing with me, can I take that you aren’t about to try and take my head off?”

“ONlY iF YoU AttACk FiRSt…”

He cautiously lowered his weapon. “I’m sorry, I just… can barely believe this is happening… I mean, what with what I’ve heard about you so far.”

“WhAt HaVE YoU HeARd? GoOD ThINGs I HopE.” I stared down at him for a little bit as he fidgeted. He was nervous about something. Everyone has a tick, hell even I do, but his was a little more… subtle than most.

“Uh… I’m not really sure I should say, but suffice to say you’re not exactly well received around those I’ve met. I don’t feel comfortable saying more than that.” His tick was a little more noticeable if one looked close.

“...Is ThAT sO? WeLL YoU CamE foR a ReaSON, WhAT iS iT?” I said, leaning on my blade. I saw him eye it cautiously, but he didn’t raise his own weapon in response.

“Uh, well, if I’m not in my Equestria than I’m here by accident. Which is odd because I don’t remember explicitly traveling to another reality, just another location of my own. So, um… Guess I’ll be going now?”

Just as I was about to bid him farewell, a rumble came from the ground below us. “What the…?”

“WhAt In ThE WoRlD?” My eyes widen as the world began to shift, becoming more red than white. “WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS, HOLD ON TO YOUR MENTALITY!” This is odd… No, this was scary. The fact that we’re being pulled into its lair… Something’s not right…

I fell in the center. while the armor clad human fell to the other side. I looked up to see meat sacks hanging above us. This was not good… “ARe YoU AlRIghT?”

He stood up and brushed his armor. “Yeah, I’m fine, but where are we?”

“SEPULCHER! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!” The ground shifted the gnarled tree next to me rose into the air, which revealed a sickening humanoid. The warrior was gawking, I wasn’t sure out of surprise, or disgust.

“GAH! THE FUCK IS THAT!?”

Sepulcher looked at the warrior regarding him, then sent its fist straight out at him. He barely managed to dodge in time before Sepulcher turned back to me. It roared in anger and picked me up in its hands.

“RELEASE ME AT ONCE!” It squeezed the air out my lungs then I heard a couple of rips pop. Taking the Knife, I stabbed it into his hand and twisted. “A LiTTle HELP WoULd BE APPRECIATED!” I yelled at the warrior.

“Right, sorry! ASSKICKING TIME IS NOW!” He shouted as he jumped at Sepulcher’s head. The creature noticed his charge and threw me at him. “Sorry!” he shouted as he actually managed to vault off me mid-air and slam his weapon into Sepulcher’s head, smashing it to the ground.

Sepulcher roared with a fury unlike anything I’ve seen, and slammed both fists down, knocking back the warrior. I got up again clenched my weapon before I threw it like a spear at Sepulcher. It struck dead center of its chest and reared up in pain before retreating into the ceiling.

“DAMN! ThAt WaS My GooD SwORD ToO…” I said, disappointed that it left with my sword. My left hand conjured a portal, and I dug in and pulled out the Great Spear. He stared at the 15 foot spear. “WhAt?”

“Uh, nothing, just… ok, I haven’t played whatever Silent Hill this guy’s from, care to give some advice?” he asked as he turned and readied himself, facing the hanging monstrosity.

I chuckled. “YeAh. DoN’T GeT KillED.” I said as I pulled one of the meat sacks on the side and Sepulcher came crashing back down. Its face, if it could be called that, looked straight at us as it swiped its arms. We both managed to dodge it, but it swung back knocking me to the ground. “Listen to your own advice Scotty…”

Its fist came crashing down. I rolled quickly out of the way and stood back up just in time to see the human stab his spear into its back. “IN THE NAME OF YOSHITAKA AMANO, I COMMAND THEE BEGONE SPAWN OF THE DARKEST PIT!” he cried before firing a barrage of lasers at its face.

Sepulcher, momentarily stunned, writhed for a second before falling to the ground. “Is… Is that it?” The chain holding Sepulcher up snapped and the rest of it fell from the ceiling. Without saying a word, I frantically threw the warrior off its back. Sepulcher reared up and dropped on his back, crushing whatever was behind it. It growled at us before slamming its fist in the ground, pulling out a pipe. A really big one at that.

“... ThAt WaSn’T In ThE GamE…” “Ain’t a game you dingus, IT’S REAL FUCKING LIFE! YOU COULD DIE!” Huh, so that’s why it was called mind over--

*CLANG*

“Ahhahaha…” Okay. That really fucking hurt. Like a freight train just ran into me full speed hurt.

“... ThAt WaSn’T In ThE GamE…” He muttered before being slammed across the room by a mighty swing of the pipe, crashing into the wall. He laughed weakly, probably from the pain.

Ohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrapohcrap.

Pyramid Head was getting his ass handed to him. Pyramid Head. And the worst part was, I was actually considering letting him die. It seemed like he was early in his timeline, not the monster and punisher of “sinners” that I’d heard of, or at least not to the extent I’d seen, which means I might be able to stop him from attacking others. But could I really just stand back and let him be slain? He was one of us, the Displaced, brought here with powers we didn’t ask for, in a world that did not accept us.

No. I can’t do it. Ignoring what might happen if he’s not around, what might pop up if he’s not allowed to stop it, I can’t just let something die. All life is precious, and the only kind of creatures I have no qualms about ending were those who existed purely to end and harm the lives of others. Sorry Auric, and you too Nemmy, but better the devil you know than the devil you don’t.

“FOUL CREATURE! YIELD AT ONCE OR YE SHALL BE SMITTEN!” I shouted, catching the monstrosities attention. It responded by raising it’s pipe and swinging down at me, which I barely managed to deflect with my Genji Shield.

“VERY WELL THEN!” I replied with a jumping kick to its face, sending it back by several feet, before backflipping away. “THOU HATH CHOSEN THY FATE! THOUGH I MAY NOT BE AT FULL POWER, I STILL HAVE MORE THAN ENOUGH STRENGTH TO BEST THEE! LET’S SEE HOW YOU HANDLE THE FIRST TRANSFORMATION OF THE MIGHTY ME!” I planted my naginata in the ground before striking my henshin pose. “AND BY ‘ME’ I MEAN ‘GILGAMESH’! AND BY ‘HANDLE’ I MEAN ‘DIE’!”

I went through the motions of my transformation before by body burst with light. Within seconds I now was in the form of Gilgamesh’s transformation from Final Fantasy V. I stared down the beast heroically posing with my claws in my top right hand, my axe in my top left, Excalipoor held by two bottom most right hands, my second highest left hand gripping my naginata, my bottom left wielding my flail, and the two arms in the normal position folded across my nearly bare chest, covered only by my ornate shoulder plating.

The fiend roared at me and I began spinning my flail in response. It swung the pipe at me horizontally, which I easily hopped over and swung my flail into its face with enough force to send it not only across the room, but lodge into the high part of the wall.

I looked back to Pyramid Head, who was now standing and having retrieved his spear, only gazed at me with what I could only guess was shock. Hard to tell without an actual face.

“I’m sorry, but I seem to remember someone calling me ‘weak’ before. Care to revise that assessment?” I asked with a smirk.

“REgaRdLeSS of StrEnGTh, YoU ArE WEaK AgaINsT ME.” He replied with an almost proud voice. The ring on his finger glowed an ungodly red before he lunged at the monster shoving his spear into its neck. I saw his muscles grow taught as he lifted it in the air with ease. He thrusted again, making the spear tip fly through the other side. At first, I confused, then I saw him wrap chains around each end of his spear.

“HiT ME!” he said taking the chains around his arms. Whatever he had come up with, it better be good. I dashed over and used my momentum to slam my foot into his chest. Thankfully, I didn't hear any ribs break. He flew back into the wall, pulling the chain with him, and in the process, the spear as well. The spear ripped through the muscle of Sepulcher’s neck.

Bloody hell, it worked. When I was younger, I always made Play-Doh people and shoved pencils through them. When you ripped out the pencil, it always left a big, gaping hole. Same basic principal. The spear flew through Sepulcher’s neck, effectively decapitating it and the spear flew--

*KA-SHUNK*

Holy Mary’s tits that was close. I shifted a little in my hole in the wall and saw the spear a good five inches away from where my face would be. A gulp escaped me, and I took the spear and sent it back to the Arsenal. I went to Sepulcher’s chest and pulled out my knife, but in the process also pulled out a doll as well. It was Robby the Rabbit again. I saw the warrior change back as he joined me near the giant corpse. “A good show of technique and skill! Pray tell, what made you think of this tactic?”

“...It’s a… Long story.” I said, my voice turning back to normal. This caught him by surprise. “You know, I never got your name. Who are you?”

He looked at me for a bit before striking a pose. "So you are unfamiliar with my tales of grandeur? Then allow me to inject some awe into your horribly deprived life! I am the mighty warrior of the multiverse who traverses time and space seeking worthy opponents, and plenty of good times. Gaze upon my magnificence, my geometrically-headed friend for you bask in the glory of the one, the only, the Mighty Gilgamesh!"

As he finished I saw a tumbleweed go by, which was particularly odd considering where we were.

"Huh. So that always shows up, huh? My speeches make tumbleweeds go by. The world's most unimpressive superpower. It's like if I had the ability to make the elastic on socks loosen."

“Well… I give you… B for effort. And you say you look for the strongest warriors? Then, if you allow me, let put something else on for this occasion…” The Knife dug into the ground and I clapped my hands together as the fog rolled in and consumed me and the blade fell into a Halo. A quick roar escaped my mouth as the Great Cleaver flew from the fog and I had taken the attire and roll of The Butcher from Origins.

“So, you want to fight now? Or later?”

He flinched for a moment before readying his Naginata. "Only if this is sparring match. I don't feel particularly keen on harming my fellow Displaced. Also, can we leave this location? It's a little... Putrid."

I quick laugh escaped me. “Fine. If you insist.” I clicked my fingers and we on the border of Canterlot and Ponyville. “And to answer your question: Yes, this is only a sparring match”

“What I said wasn’t a question!” he said with what I could tell was smile. He began running towards me as I only stood there. “Well? You gonna block or--” I raised the Cleaver as his spear came thrusting forth, and it went straight through the hole near the tip. Quickly turning, I threw him off and into the open field.

“Is that it? I’m bored already…”

Ok, I'll admit, that was pretty good.

I quickly stood up and readied myself as his simply stood there. If he had a face I would've guessed he was smirking.

Well, this is certainly unexpected. Having a friendly sparring match with a creature that was pretty much synonymous on the internet with "YOU GONNA GET RAPED."

Since he seemed stronger than me, I decided to get creative.

"Your strength is great indeed, but it is not always the strongest who wins!" I shouted before casting Earthquake. The ground shook and just as he began to stumble I rocket forward and slammed both my feet into his head. Amazingly, though it pushed him back by several yards, he managed to remain standing.

He chuckled, then it turned into a full blown laugh. “Now you’re making it interesting!” He took a step and… Where did he go?

“Boo.” Behind me. He’s that quick?! I jumped out of the way just in time to dodge a slash from that cleaver. “Oh, jumping away like a pansy? I did’nae take ye for a PUSSY!” He said in a more Scottish accent. Wait… did he just call me a pussy?!

"Impudence! What fool stays still and takes an attack that would damage them!? Aqua Breath!"

A stream of fist size bubbles sprayed from my mouth and surrounded him.

"Seriously? Who attacks with-?"

He was cut off when one of them burst with force of a grenade. Others followed and soon he was stumbling back forth like a pinball.

"I do!" I shouted and slammed the flat of my blade into his midsection, sending him tumbling. "Also Pokémon!"

He stood back up and brushed himself off. “Really? Going all out while I am at half-strength? I thought you were a WARRIOR! NOT A FAIRY!” He stepped slower this time and I met the flat of the cleaver followed by his foot in my gut. I used the force from his kick to backflip away, groaning in pain as I landed.

"Ok, one, 'all out?' Did you not see my transformation earlier? Two, if you're trying to anger me by questioning my masculinity, I'm comfortable enough with myself to enjoy the land of the magical ponies, you walking phallic symbol. Three, HURRICANE!"

I swung my blade in large sweep and sent a tornado of wind magic at him. He held fast, barely moving back a few inches, but appeared to be restricted. I dashed forward and slammed my Naginata onto his head, getting a satisfying metal clang, before throwing my weapon into the air and stepping behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Ultimate!"

I suplexed him before continuing the roll and righting ourselves. I then grabbed one leg and arm and lifted him into the air.

"Atomic!"

I smashed his back into my knee before turning and using my momentum to hurl him upwards. I jumped up and wrapped my arms around him as he began to fall, his head facing down as we began spinning.

"BUSTER!" I shouted as we both crashed into the ground. I rolled away and reached up to grab my weapon as it fell. I saw him get up and face me, not looking any worse for wear.

"Oh, come on!" I yelled in frustration. Surprisingly enough however, he began to laugh.

“HAHAHAHA! It’s been a while since I was beaten into the ground like that! The last time I remember was when Luna spiked me into the castle floor like a football!” He clicked his fingers and some kind of portal appeared underneath me.

“Now, it’s my turn…” I was sucked into the portal and everything was upside down, except for metal head. “Ever wonder? Wonder what it feels like having a knife in your arm?” A phantom pain began to linger in my left arm. “Or a arrow in your shoulder?” Now it spread to my shoulder.

“A sword to the knee, halberd to ribcage, an axe to the side?” All these phantom pains were spreading from the origin of where he called out. I was feeling dizzy. “What about this? A sword to the heart, and arrow to the head…” He clicked his fingers again and everything was right-side up. Only one problem though.

Everything felt like how he had said. I fell to my knees at the pain. It hurt so much… but I couldn’t afford to stop here, not yet anyway. “Nice trick… Tricking the senses into thinking that they feel pain… Well played…So let's do away with that little weakness."

I'm gonna have to thank Xante for this one.

I started blaring Dragonforce's "Fury of the Storm", something that seemed to catch him off guard.

"LET'S SEE YOU REACH MY EARS NOW!" I shouted, barely able to hear even myself, before casting Penetrating Beam and hitting him in the chest with the massive laser, causing him to stumble backwards. I was about to continue when I looked up and noticed something, a whole squad of pegasi.

Aw damn it. I don't need another Equestria seeing me as the bad guy.

I killed the metal and grabbed the knife wielder by the arm.

"C'mon, geometry wars, bail out!" I yelled before opening a portal with my Naginata.

I felt movement in my hand and saw that geometry head was pulling away from me. “You go, it was nice to spar to with you! Take this,” he said giving me the doll. “If you ever need me for whatever reason, just say the incantation: Fear given form and terror incarnate, hear my voice through Limbo and aide me in my darkest hour.”

I held the doll before the portal and cutting open another, this one leading into the Rift where I could head back home. “I appreciate it but… look, the way I’ve heard of you before now was some judgment obsessed nutjob who attacks others like us. I’m not sure if it’s avoidable, but if it is, I’m begging you please stop that from happening. I know you’ve probably got it rough with this Equestria considering your looks, but maybe you can just find a way to at least get the Princesses to help send you back home, if that’s what you want. Just… just please, don’t become a monster.”

He looked silent before he turned around to face the pegasi. “That’s the thing Gilgamesh… I am a monster…” With those final words he kicked me into my portal.

“No, wait!” I screamed but it closed. I was about to cut open another portal to go back but stopped.

It’s his choice. As much as I don’t like it, he ultimately gets to decide what he is. Evils of free will, I suppose.

I stood on my naginata, preparing to ride back to my own Equestria.

“I wish you the best, Pyramid Head. I hope kindness can pierce your soul, however slightly,” I muttered before speeding off through the Rift.

What I didn’t know, however, was what he said after he kicked me in…

“I may be a monster… but that doesn’t mean I have to act like one… Although, she will not forgive me easily for what I have done…”

Author's Notes:

Aw yis.
Now, before confusion starts, this is actually the second time he has met another Displaced, or a human outside of Earth. Every crossover I've done actually shows a future Pyramid Head in a more enraged/evil state, which will be soon explained in later chapters.

Now, first, a big hand to shinigamisparda and his character Gilgamesh from The Mighty Warrior of Epicness Drop him a like, fave, comment, whatever and enjoy his story!

Now, for some of those confused about why PH turned into the Butcher, that'll be a later chapter as well. For a full Arsenal of PH (if you didn't see it already,) go Here I had a lot of fun writing this sparda, and hopefully you'll enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.