Azura. A stronghold surrounded by a giant man-made hurricane called The Maelstrom. Only the best scientists and COG elite resided here, protected by a group that called themself the Onyx Guards. The scientists would develop weapons of mass destruction to possibly end the war. But thats not important right now, nearly everyone that lived here is now dead. Not long ago, the locust horde (a race of monstrous humanoid creatures that lived below the surface for years) overran the island causing the acting leader Chairman Prescott and a few of his soldiers to flee by submarine. The locust killed everyone apart from one man, Adam Fenix. A scientist that developed the Hammer of Dawn. A COG imulsion-energized orbital satellite-based laser capable of destroying entire cities within seconds. He was presumed dead my most people. But in reality kidnapped by Prescott and held prisoner for possibly conspiring with the locusts.

Queen Myrrah, leader of the locust approached the scientist whom she trusted slightly as he was the only human to ever attempt a more peaceful way to end the war. She asked him to develop a weapon that would destroy a third party. The lambent.

The lambent were creatures (both human and locust) mutated from prolonged exposure to imulsion. Imulsion was a bright yellow liguid, mostly used for fuel on Sera, but Adam Fenix found out it was infact a highly volatile, low-viscosity fluid based parasite.

Adam Fenix was during his captivity by the locust able to make contact with Delta Squad, and his son Marcus Fenix, the group also travelled through the Maelstrom by submarine. When they arrived they fought fought the locust armies, deactivating the Maelstrom device while being guided by Adam Fenix. Allowing more reinforcements to come. On the way he told them about the newly developed weapon, He developed an energy wave that, like a neutron bomb, that will destroy any cell infected by imulsion, he mentioned that he tried to help save the locust but could not in time. Meaning all life infected by imulsion would perish including the locust as they've been exposed with it for who knows how long underground. And some unlucky human miners perhaps.

The battle continued as Marcus Fenix and Delta squad faced off against Queen Myrrah herself at the top of Pinaccle Tower. Accompanied by a Tempest. A giant flying bug-like locust creature. This is where our hero comes in the picture.

"EAT DIRT AND DIE MOTHERFUCKER!"

Private first class Clayton 'Clay' Carmine yelled firing a chain gun mounted aboard a King Raven helicopter. He shouted once more.

"TAKE THAT YOU BITCH!"

The queen was affected by this slightly and ducked to cover but it was a minor inconvenience for the giant Tempest. It enraged and turned towards the King Raven creating a beam surrounded by bright flash that blinded the Pilot. It also appeared to BURN half the chopper.

"OH SHIT! SHIT! WE'RE ON FIRE!"

Carmine shouted. The Raven was circling and it started to crash down.
"NO! CARMINE! EVERYONE, LETS TAKE THIS BITCH DOWN"! was the last he heard before he blacked out.

"Ughh, my head" Carmine rubbed his neck.

"Wait, what? WHERE IS MY HELMET!"

He took a moment to breath and noticed the burning wreckage of his helicopter before him, Carmine peeked inside the shattered windows and saw the COG pilot lifeless burning body.

"Eww." Carmine reached to his neck and grabbed the COG-tag.

"Rest in peace man." He said as he put the COG-tag with the others he collected inside a pocket of his armor. He looked around around once more and saw he was on the beach.

"Not bad."

He noticed a COG soldier lying on the ground a about thirty yards from him, still moving. He also noticed his precious helmet slowly floating with the current of the sea. Carmine stepped towards it, rubbed of the dirt and quickly put it back on, then turned towards the soldier groaning on the ground, More Ravens filled the air, Carmine signalled them down as he helped the COG soldier up.

"Come on buddy. We're still alive!" Carmine said happily unknowing he was being followed by a shadowy figure.

Carmine arrived at the point most of the scattered forces were gathering. Infront of the hotel where the scientists resided before the locust took over. He noticed Marcus and Anya sitting at the beach and the rest of Delta squad at a gazebo, he walked towards them and was greeted by Cole.

"Oh shit, We thought you were dead man."

"Nah, I'm pretty tough." Carmine knocked at his chest armor at the place he had the words 'Keep your head down' written.Cole laughed.

"True dat, Im gonna go there in the hotel, seems like they got some good shit in there."

"Wait, I was blacked out! What the hell happened? Did we win?"

Cole didnt respond as he took off.

"Well fuck." Carmine sighed. "Yo Marcus, what the hell is goin.."

He was interupted as Baird slapped him on the back of his helmet.

"What the F dude?" Carmine said confused.

"Cant you see they're having a touching moment?" Baird responded angrily. Carmine was confused once more.

"Why? Whats going on? What happened? We killed the Queen? Did we end the war?

Carmine kept rambling for a good minute much to Bairds annoyance.

"JUST SHUT UP OKAY?" Baird yelled. "Short version, queen is dead, lambent are dead, locusts should be dead." Baird grew more irritated by the second. "Fuck sake. Dom is dead, and so is Marcus his father. Now can you PLEASE shut the fuck up?"

"Ewww." Carmine thought to himself but then he realised Baird was acting more serious rather then his usual sarcastic self.

"Well fuck, Im gonna follow Cole and see what the good shit is he was talking about." He said. Baird just grunted some insults.

Carmine entered the hotel. Years in the COG army have trained him to have eagle-like vision and noticed an shadow quickly vanishing back in the hotel. He pulled out his Mk 2 Lancer Assault Rifle. "Cole! You in there?"

The moment he shouted every trace of the shadow completly vanished. He slowly moved forward to where he saw this 'thing' however midway was rudely interupted by a overly excited Cole.

"Shit son! They got jacuzzi's in here!"

"Hey Cole, I think I saw someth.....Jacuzzi's?"

"Yeah man, first floor, almost every room."

"Well shit man lets get going."

"It's go time baby. WHOOOO"

"Wait wait. I think I saw something when I got in here."

"Nah man, you ain't seen nothing, Them locust bastards are dead, and so are the glowies. Besides, we cleared the place earlier before the big showdown."

"I'll take your word then. Lets go!"

Both COG soldiers arrived at the first floor. Cole entered the first room smiling. "Aight, Im taking this room. And you aint coming with me so pick your own."

Carmine entered the room next to him. Only to face a pile of locust corpses rotting. "Bwwgghh." Carmine felt like he needed to puke. "God damn that smells bad."

He entered atleast eight more rooms and encountered similair situations. More bodies. Either locust, lambent and in one case human skeletons.

"Fuck sake. Just one more room then I'm out."

He entered the final room of the hallway. Surprisingly enough it didnt smell that bad. Well it did, but not nearly as bad as the other rooms. There was just one locust grenadier corpse. Carmine simply picked up the seven ft monster and threw it out the window. Didnt even bother to open it.

"I deserve some time to relax, How many times did I nearly died the past few days. 5-6 times? Maybe more!" He entered the bathroom. Took a good look at the glorious jacuzzi. It was the biggest he'd ever seen.

"Man these scientists lived pretty good while I was sleeping on the floor and showering in the rain. In the end they're dead and im alive ha!" he thought to himself. He opened the valves and felt the hot water flowing from the faucet.

"Sweet merciful gods, warm water!"

He put his Lancer, Gnasher Shotgun and 2 frag grenades down next to the tub,where a convenient table was placed. He looked around once more and spotted a boombox! He stepped in the tub. Didnt bother to take of his armor and helmet. Oh no, This way he would be able to wash himself and his armor! Logic right? He was messing around with the COG boombox while relaxing in the bathtub and finally was able to get the device to work. He pressed the ON button and was immediatly startled as the radio blasted out 'The Cole Train Rap' on its highest volume. Carmine nearly dropped the boombox in the water which might've potentially killed him. Not today though! He cheated death once again today, but was unaware of a shadowy figure facepalming in the dooropening. Carmine placed the radio next to his guns on the conveniently placed table and continued to listen to the music. Thinking of what to do now the war is over. First of all, He hoped it'd be easier to acces bacon. His favorite meal.

"Yes yes. A lot of bacon." He said to himself. Next up. Repopulating Sera. People want to rebuild civilization. "With Dom dead, I might have a chance with Sam!" Carmine grinned. Even though he was prepared to trade her for bacon not a few days ago. Carmine relaxed, laid back and said out loud. "Yep, its all gonna be smooth sailing from here on out!"

That moment the shadowy emerged from the darkness revealing himself.

It spoke. "This is just to easy."

Carmine eyes-widened responded. "WHAT. THE. HELL. ARE. YOU?!"

"Oh, I'm a Draconequus, and you. Human is it. Are you prepared to spread chaos.?

Carmine was confused again. "No man! I mean...You've got fucking outlines. Like a cartoon! Are you a cartoon?"

"Wait? What? Silence!" the creature drew closer towards Carmine and put its 'arm' around the humans shoulder. "You are just part one in my ultimate three step plan to finally conquer Equestria and .... Wait why am I telling you this?!" the draconequus took a step back as a wicked grin appeared on his face, he looked down towards the boombox which was still playing. Before Carmine could react, the creature simply pushed the device in the bathtub. Electrocuting Clay Carmine. The draconequus laughed maniacly as the soldier screamed in agony.

"Alright next one, Tamriel, Skyrim." The creature facepalmed once more. "Oh how do they come up with these names?"

Ten minutes later Cole discovered the lifeless body of Private first class Clayton Carmine.

The Dovakhiin. A mortal born with the soul and blood of a dragon. The Dovah Sos. Gods would favor an individual with this 'gift' regardless of race granting them the power to absorb dragon souls and gain their knowlegde when slain. They would wield the Thu'um. Dragon Shouts. A form of arcane magic. There are different kind of shouts. Some would call upon the elements to aid him in battle. Others were just pure destructive force. The Dovakhiin were rare and would only appear once per era.

The current Dovakhiin was a nordic man named Ulfgar. He held no clan name as he grew up in an orphanage. Never knowing his parents.

Yet his heroic actions of the past months have granted him the title: The Fearless! so he no longer faces the humilation of being nameless. A month now has passed since he had slain the dragon Alduin. The world eater.

An elder scroll used on him in the past was thought to banish him in time forever. Yet he showed up in the fourth era reviving the dragons across Skyrim and planned to destroy the world once more.

The Dovakhiin faced the dragon in the nordic afterlife. Sovngarde. Alongside the three heroes that once fought the Dragon in the past. It was an intense battle with meteors falling from the sky. The intense heat of the dragon flames nearly burning the heroes alive. But with the power of the Thu'um the Dragonborn and his allies celebrated victory in the end. Finally banishing Alduin for good?

So weeks have passed now, but there are still dragons roaming around Skyrim. But with Alduins demise, they were no longer immortal.

The Dovakhiin was since Kodlak Whitmane's death also named Harbringer of the Companions. A group of the toughest soldiers and fighters across Skyrim. They carried on the traditions of Ysgramor and the original five hundred Companions. Though they would exist without a leader. All of them have sworn their loyalty to the dragonborn and are prepared to listen to his commands. The dovakhiin and the companions would continue to hunt down and slay every dragon untill they would cease to excist. For the safety of Skyrim.

Ulfgar arrived at the top of High Hrothgar after an exhausting seven-thousand steps uphill.

"By the gods..." He couldnt even master to finish his sentence due to his heavy breathing. Ulfgar used to go by horse, but at least four have died since joining him. One devoured by a dragon, the other got clubbed to death by a giant. And the last two because of the Dovakhiin reckless riding skills. They fell of a mountain okay! so he thought it'd be to expensive and rather cruel to send another one towards their doom.

Ulfgar entered the building and approached one of the Greybeards.

"Master Arngeir. Have you located any new words of power?" The dovakhiin asked,

"We have felt the whispers of a word. give me your map and I'll show you where its echoes can be found." The old Greybeard responded.

Ulfgar sighed. "This again...You know I've travelled across skyrim a million times now, you can just tell me its location!"

Arngeir frowned and replied.

"High Gate ruins..." Arngeir was interupted by Ulfgar.

"High gate! Thats near Solitude right? No problem! I'll be on my way now then."

And with that the Dovakhiin took off, excited of what adventures would be ahead, words of power usually were guarded by ancient nords called Draugrs. Sometimes he would encounter bandits, dragon priests and actual skeletal dragons guarding these old tombs. Ulfgar left High Hrothgar only to be greeted by those dreaded seven-thousand steps once again. He mumbled angrily.

"Bloody Odahviing to lazy to carry me around for a bit."

A good four hours later the Dovakhiin arrived at Ivarstead. A town right at the bottom of the stairs. He encountered a frost troll on the way. Ulfgar quickly sliced its neck to avoid any further exhaustion. Slightly covered in its blood he approached a carriage on his knees, crawling and out of breath.

The dragonborn tried to pull up his legs which felt as they were ten times heavier then normal. The iron armor didn't help either. He threw down his weapons and sat down in the carriage.

"You! Solitude. Sleep. No talking!" The dovakhiin yawned at the rider.

The rider frowned at him. Ulfgar noticed this. Sighed, and threw him a small bag of gold.

"Right away sir!" He responded.

The next morning the carriage dropped off Ulfgar at a farm nearby Solitude. His legs were still soar, but it was bearable. He didnt feel like actually entering the town with the civil war still going on and whatnot. Plus he had a 5 gold bounty in solitude for stealing a sweetroll. A hold guard suddenly approached him.

"Favor a steel sword, do ya? Good choice for slashing or stabbing." The guard said.

"You have a fine eye sir." The dragonborn said excited.

"This is steel forged at the Skyforge by the greatest blacksmith in all of Skyrim. Eorlund Gray-Mane!" the dovakhiin held up large greatsword.

"No lollygagging!"

"But I wasnt ..." Ulfgar now confused.

"Disrespect the law, you disrespect me!"

"This isnt even making any sense I shou.."

"Watch the skies traveller."

"We arent having a real conversation are we?"

"I used to be an adventurer like you, but then I took an arrow to the.."

"FUS RO DAH!" A massive thunder echoed throughout the mountains as the guard was launched by an invisible shockwave of pure force. It launched him atleast fifty ft further safely into the water.

The draconequus which has now arrived in Skyrim looked at this display of massive power and rubbed his hands evilish. "Good good." It said.

"Hold guards were always strange, but this is getting ridiculous." Ulfgar thought to himself.

He proceeded to walk towards a higher point to properly think out his travel plan step by step. He peeked over the edge of a cliff revealing the beautiful landscape of Skyrim, filled with snowy mountains, surrounded by forests and a green-white tundra. The Dovakhiin gently plucked some grass from the ground. He released them from his hand as he watched them gently floating on the wind towards the right. He kneeled down, sucked on his index finger a bit and held it in the air. The Dovakhiin came to a sudden realisation.

"I have no idea what im doing." He shrugged.

"Maybe I should've let the old man mark my map...Ah well, don't care. An adventure without a destination is still an adventure."

Ulfgar decided he would go for the mountains. Dragons liked mountains, and every dragon slain makes Skyrim a safer place.

The Dovakhiin, upon his journey downhill, noticed that more Solitude guards had arrived to retrieve their knocked out colleauge from the water. The guards suddenly turned towards Ulfgar.

"Stop right there criminal scum!"

"Oh for Talos sake." Ulfgar sheathed his sword.

"You are accused of thievery and acts of violence against a protector of the law. How do you plead?"

Ulfgar responded calmly. "Guilty, now let me pay off my debts."

"Assaulting a man of the law. 800 gold. The theft of a sweetroll. 5 gold. That would be a total of 805 gold." The guard held out his hand.

Ulfgar smiled and reached out to his equipment bag. Dragon scales. No. Butterfly wings. No.

"Where the hell is my gold?" Ulfgar was getting nervous at this point.

"It appears I've lost my gold pouch. Can I offer you this lovely necklace instead. Worth atleast sixteen-hundred at the general goods store!"

"You must've stolen that as well! Add it to his bounty. This barbarian is gonna rot in prison for a long time."

"Now wait wait wait just a second!" Ulfgar was not amused.

"I didnt want to do this because I dont like bragging. But I am the Dragonborn!"

The guard spat on the ground. "If criminal scum like you could be the Dovakhiin, then I'm the bloody emperor. Take him away!"

"ARE YOU SERIOUS, SOMEONE MUST'VE SEEN ME USE THE THU'UM LIKE FIVE MINUTES AGO?" The Dovakhiin would show them again. But he wasnt able to do multiple shouts in a row, especially now after walking the seven-thousand steps twice. The strain would crush his body from within.

The guards shackled Ulfgar and in his current state he thought it to be unwise to fight back. A dragon is one thing, but twenty guards at once is no cake-walk either. Besides, he could easily escape the prison later.

The dovakhiin was now in jail, all equipment had been taken from him. He was shackled because the guards learned he was capable of deploying powerful destructive fire, ice and lighting spells. Luckily they still thought he was a madmen, and had no idea he was able to use the Thu'um. They sentenced him to FOUR months in prison. Ridiculous. He knew escaping would be his only way out of here. Just not now. It's to soon. Guards might see it coming. Would be best to wait untill deep in the night. Get some sleep in the meantime.

Ulfgar got up about two in morning. A lound sound woke him up. He looked up, and took in his surroundings. Everything seemed normal, there weren't any guards around. The cells around him were empty just as before. There was just small candle lantern lighting the room combined with the moonlight from a sealed window. It was quiet.

"BY YSGROMAR'S BEARD!" He shouted as he saw a creature emerge from his own shadow. It took shape as a creature with different traits. The claw of a lion, and the other was an eagle. One leg looked reptillian and the other was hooved and furry. Two different wings on its back and two antlers on its head. Its head just looked weird.

"What mad Daedric Prince are you!" Ulfgar said most confused.

"Oh please, dont try to flatter me. All you need to know is that my name is Discord. And the next time you wake up, spread chaos. Well I'm on a tight schedule here. Off to some place called..."

Discord pulled out a scroll. "Badwater Basin? This is ridiculous!"

The draconequus pointed its index finger towards the candle as a small bolt of lightning came out shattering the lantern and igniting the floor covered in hay.

Ulfgar jumped from his bed, still shackled as he tried to avoid the flames. He could only see the one called Discord dissapear in the shadows, laughing like a madman.

Ulfgar tried to avoid the flames desperatly.

"FUS RO DAH!" the loud shout cracked like thunder throughout the prison walls but it was in vain. The flames were now spreading even further as the curtains and bed were now burning intensely. The dovakhiin fell to his knees as he saw the flames crawl closer towards him every second. He took one good last look at the stars.

"Sovngarde awaits."

Badwater Basin was just one of many locations where the Reliable Excavation Demolition (RED) and Builders League United (BLU) would square off in an endless war where death held no meaning. Some of Earth's best, most violent and strangest experts in their class would face off againt theirself. None were sure if they were clones. They didn't ask questions. They were told not to. They fought with modern technology including teleporters, disguise kits, miniguns, rocket launchers and much MUCH more. But by far the greatest invention to come from Earth was the RESPAWN. A device that would recreate a BLU or RED employee upon death in a short time limit. By using this the companies could force their employees to fight each other as long as they wished.

"ALRIGHT MAGGOTS!" the soldier yelled agitated by the fact RED lost five games in a row. "We have ONE and ONE objective only, we protect the our base no matter the cost! as Sun Tzu once said. We pick up our guns and shoot them in face!"

"Ah'm pretty sure Sun Tzu never said that." The Engineer said lauging.

"And I'm pretty sure Sun Tzu knows a little bit more about fighting then some Canadian maggot!"

"For ta last time, Ah'm from Texas. Same country as you pardner"

"Can we just get to the freakin' point?" Scout said annoyed.

The soldier cleared his throat. "Alright, when the next game starts myself, Heavy, Demoman, Scout and Medic will go straight to their spawn to slow them down as long as possible. The Canadian will stay behind to provide teleporters from our spawn to the first checkpoint. And better set up some sentries. Spy, Sniper. You maggots will kill everyone that gets passed us. Pyro. You're spychecking.

"Mmmmgmmghhhgmmmgmmm!" Pyro was clearly pissed.

"YOU CAN GET TO THE FRONTLINES WHEN YOU GET YOUR OWN MEET THE. VIDEO MAGGOT!" Soldier barked. The RED Pyro felt a small tear gently falling down his cheeks.

"What about sandvich." Heavy asked.

Soldier wasn't one of the brightest minds. But he knew better then everyone not to go into discussion with the large Russian. "You just keep on to that."

Heavy grinned "Sandvich is credit to team!"

He was immediatly slapped on the back of his head. "Dummkopf!" Medic looked angry. "Es ist just zwei slices of bread with some lettuce, tomatoes and ham! Vat can it possibly do!" he said with an over the top german accent.

Heavy responded with a blank look on his face. "Sandvich is magic, doktor did not complain when sandvich saved life!" at this point the Sniper and Spy had already taken off as things were getting to random for them.

"Das sandvich did not save my life, I vas just hungry."

"Njet, Sandvich is magical"

"Zis is ridiculous!"

"MAAAAAAAAAGOOOOOOTSS!" the Soldier yelled at the top of his lungs. "It's game time in less then FIVE minutes, get to your position." The Demoman quickly chugged down his flask of Scrumpy. Extremely drunk he attempted to leave the building while knocking over anything that wasnt stuck to ground. The Scout and Engineer sighed and dragged him along. Heavy, Medic and the Soldier followed them and started heading towards the BLU spawn. Pyro stayed behind as he was still sulking in the corner.

"You have precisely FIFTEEN seconds to get your ass up, gear up and protect the Canadian while he's building!" Soldier was losing his patience.

"Mmgmgmblm." Pyro responded.

Discord had arrived a bit earlier. He was carefully watching the humans as they set out towards their enemies base. This 'Earth' as it was called was the only place he did not study properly. He wasn't quitte sure which of them would be suitable for his evil plans to spread chaos, so the draconequus decided to observe them a bit more. He was not aware he was not the only thing skulking in the shadows.

The game mode they were playing today was 'payload'. An objective based game where the BLU team would need to push a cart filled with explosives right into the RED base. Most of RED squad has now gathered in front of the BLU spawn. Scout was repeatedly smacking his baseball bat on the BLU's gates. Soldier was taunting the BLU team with his shovel. Heavy was pretending his finger was a gun. "POW!" The Medic acted as if he was playing a violin. The Demoman had placed several explosives around two of the three gates, unfortunatly he passed out not a few seconds later. Sniper was way in the background, on top a large rock formation where he was carefully able to place his shots right into the enemy base. Engineer started building a sentry gun right next to the first checkpoint. Pyro was still sulking in a corner next to Engineer.

Discord was carefully watching the scene from the shadows as he summoned a bowl of popcorn. "This should be entertaining." He was startled as a loud speaker announced the game would start soon and started counting afterwards.

5. 4. 3. 2. 1.

The gates opened and the BLU forces stormed outside, Discord noticed they were the exact same humans as the RED team, the only difference were their colors and oddly enough hats. A BLU Heavy was immediatly shot in the face by Sniper. "Thanks for being such a whoppin' big target mate!" he yelled and quickly changed locations.

A BLU Pyro rushed outside only to set off the planted explosions. Demoman appareantly regained his senses. "HAHA! KA-BLOOEEEEEEEY!"

A RED engineer approached him. "Everyone back to base, pardner."

"Sounds like a plan aye!" still drunk, he turned his back and started heading to his spawn.

"Mon dieu, zis incompetent fool. I merely finished what your liver started!" the RED Engineer grunted as he revealed himself to be a BLU Spy. He stabbed the demoman in the neck killing him instantly.

The RED Soldier was blasting his rockets into the enemy base. CLICK CLICK. Out of ammo. He pulled out his shovel and somehow managed to have the girliest battleroar possible. He rushed towards a BLU sniper trying to run past them. The Sniper threw a bottle of yellow liquid right in the soldier's face. This enraged the RED soldier of course. The BLU Sniper drew a terrified look. "Oh my god." he said while his face grew paler.

"If god had wanted you to live, he would not have created me!" Soldier roared as he swung his mighty shovel directly at the Sniper's face, snapping his jaw. The Soldier then pulled out his shotgun and delivered the final blow. "I'll send my condolences to your kangaroo wife." Not five seconds later the Soldier was covered in sticky bombs planted by the BLU Demoman. The Demoman saluted him with a smile. The RED soldier roared once more before he was blown to bits.

Discord spat out what popcorn he had in his mouth. "What the hay, they're dropping like flies!" He giggled. "Well that just makes my job a lot easier. Just to pick the most violent one now. Those ponies will never see it coming!"

Medic had been charging his übercharge since the beginning of the match. "I am fully charged!" the RED Heavy smiled and walked right up to the entrance of the BLU spawn. Heavy started revving his precious mini-gun Sasha.

"GET BEHIND ME DOKTOR! YYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!" Heavy's battleroar and the loud noise produced by Sascha's spinning caused the BLU team to tremble in fear. The RED medic aimed his medi-gun at Heavy and used his übercharge as both their bodies started glowing bright red, complete with demonic yellow eyes.

"YAHAHAHA! I AM BULLETPROOF!"

The BLU demoman was the first target of Heavy's incoming barrage of bullets. Didn't last very long. With its extremely large magazine Sasha is able to shoot non-stop for a minute without reloading. The what seemed endless amount of firepower continued to spray and the BLU medic and scout were the next to meet their end. Just the Engineer and Spy remained. Heavy was right infront of the entrance, yet some invisible wall seemed to stop him from entering. He spotted the BLU engineer in their spawn just standing there, doing nothing. Must be AFK. Ammo was running low and the übercharge was wearing off but not before Heavy took down the Engineer.

RED Scout was impressed. "Woah there, that was freakin' unbelievable. You're on a killing spree big guy!"

"Da! Is thanks to doktor." Heavy replied.

"Oh no no, I cant take all ze credit. Ze healing is not as rewarding as ze hur.." Medic was interupted as the BLU spy revealed himself again. He stabbed the RED medic in the back. Once again. Instant-kill. The Spy prepared to flee back to the shadows again with his invisi-watch but before he was able the RED Heavy grabbed him and held him tightly. He turned the captured spy towards the RED scout.

Heavy laughed. "Make it hurt." Scout was grinning. He pulled out his baseball bat. "Boink!" scout said as he slammed his baseball bat against the captured spy's face. His eyes turned white but was still breathing. Heavy decided to break his neck. *CRACK*

Discord had already thrown away his bowl of popcorn in excitement. "Thats my guy!" He certainly looked like someone more then capable to overthrow a world with cute colorful ponies. Or atleast create enough chaos among the ponies along with Discord's other 'subjects'. "Alright, now I'll just have to wait untill he's alone.... Wait, what the?" Discord was surprised at the sight of the BLU forces storming outside once again. And the RED humans that had been killed, were now also on their way back. "Hmm, Fascinating." He saw the RED Heavy he had his eyes on was now being burned, shot, slapped and exploded to death. And as he suspected he returned after about a minute. "Rather confusing seeing as I can literally see his corpse and him at the same time..."

The RED team was holding their ground extremely well this round. Defenders did their job right. Heavy and Sniper were mowing most the people down before they could even leave their own spawn. Engineer had build a teleporting device, one at their own spawn linked to one at the first checkpoint. Defended by his sentries and pyro. From here they would be able to reach the BLU base in about fifteen seconds after respawning.

Discord grew annoyed by this constant dying. He needed his previous targets to die in order for them to get transported across dimensions. However, in this world. Death appareantly had no meaning. And there was one thing bothering him.

"I haven't seen the red guy with the mask all this time." He said out loud.

"Ahem, right behind you." Discord would crap his pants if he was wearing one. The RED Spy appeared behind him flipping his butterfly knife and casually smoking a cigarette. "Vat is with this spying monsieur? Zat is my job."

Discord stretched out his neck. "OKAY this is ridiculous." He teleported himself away from the Spy who then returned to the shadows.

Heavy had just nailed the entire BLU team again, unfortunatly Medic was shot to bits by an BLU soldiers missiles. Heavy was injured so he put down his gun, then reached in his pocket and pulled out his trusted comrade 'sandvich'.

"So moist and delicious." Heavy started drooling a bit. He took a bite and felt the energy replenish throughout his body. He was at full health once again.

Discord now teleported directly in front of the RED Heavy. "You! Chaos!" He was outright annoyed at this point. The draconequus snapped his fingers which caused a portal to appear underneath Heavy's feet. "We're just doing this the old way! The faster im out of this random universe. The better!" The Russian was thrown aside by the sudden change in gravity which caused him to lose grip on his sandvich."

"SANDVICH NOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooo...." Heavy's voice echoed through the portal and started fading by the second. Discord stretched its long neck towards the RED team who stood there flabbergasted. "Well untill never again. Arrivederci!" And with that he dissapeared in a flash and the portal closed.

"Did that giraffe-goat-lizard thang jus' kidnap Heavy?" Engineer said breaking the silence.

"Oui, but we will talk later." Spy responded pointing out the newly respawned BLU team started pushing the cart.

Scootaloo was enjoying her day off. After a full day of cutie mark crusading with her friends she was pretty tired, but she wasn't done yet. The small pegasus wandered around the edge of the everfree forest a bit, close to Fluttershy's cottage. She admired a pegasus named Rainbow Dash who was self-proclaimed the fastest flyer in Equestria. The one problem was. Scootaloo wasn't able to fly herself, even though she was old enough to do so. Emberassed by this she often practiced her basic flying alone. She tried jumping from tree tops and was able to glide to the air for a few seconds. However taking off herself was still rocket science for her.

"One day I'll be just as good a flyer as Rai..." She was interupted by a loud explosion in the distance. It looked as if the sky itself was opening, above the Everfree Forest. A red figure and what seemed like a chest appeared to fall from the crack in the sky. "Cutie mark crusader treasure hunters!" She shouted out loud and took off.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOO..." Heavy was still falling after a whopping five seconds in darkness. Suddenly bright colors emerged from everywhere. He spotted a rainbow in the distance, snow covered mountains, and a beautiful white castle right next to one of the mountains. Heavy then realised he was about three-hundred yards up in the air. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" he landed belly first in a river.

Heavy was struggling the fight the current. The fierce waves slammed him into rocks and wooden debris. He vaguely spotted a large creature that reached out to him while underwater.

"Oh dear, it has been raining strange creatures all day!" A large sea serpent plucked out the RED Heavy from the river. The russian did not understand what was going on, but was happy he wasn't drowning.

"Thank you Nessie." The Russian said confused.

"Actually, my name's Steve but I am in quitte you pickle you see." The serpent pointed at his... hair?

"Da, what is wrong?"

"Oh it is absolutely horrid, I asked the hairdresser to color my hair 'burnt orange' but he instead used 'bittersweet shimmer'. OH THIS IS SIMPLY DREADFUL!"

"I do not understand, why is big fish talking?"

"Big fish? Well I've never been this insulted, I would go into discussion with you but I'm far to busy for that. And next to that, far to classy. I've put your friends and your little treasure chest just a few hundred yards downstream."

"Friends? Sasha? Sandvich!?"

"Im sorry, I have to get going right now. Bye-bye!" the large serpent quickly took of not looking back.

Heavy had no idea what just happened, just ten minutes ago he was still blasting down the BLU team in a secluded area. Now he's in a colorful environment with talking fish monsters. "I should not think. Must find Sasha and sandvich. They are member of team. Only... there is no team." Heavy sighed and proceeded his journey downstream. He quickly encountered the chest the serpent mentioned. As he opened it he immediatly got a smile on his face. He pulled out his beloved mini-gun Sasha from the chest. "Hmm what is this? Big sword. Iron armor. Bow and arrow. Very strange guns. What is this mad chest?!" Heavy kicked the chest and was dissapointed his comrade 'sandvich' wasn't in there.

He suddenly heard a cough and aimed its gun towards the sound. He approached slowly behind the small hill as he spotted a man dressed in old rags with long brown hair and a stubbled beard was lying on the ground slowly regaining consciousness, on the other side another man was lying against a rock. His armor seemed slightly futuristic and and covered its entire body apart from his arms. He had sweet looking helmet which made it look like his eyes were glowing blue. Both of them were slowly getting up.

"What happens next today?" Heavy sighed.