I didn’t know what was going on…again. I went from peacefully falling asleep next to Rarity to being launched through the old giant ass purple vortex. At first I dreaded I was alone; trapped in the confusion and fear. I was relieved to see all 6 of my friends destroying the laws of logic with me. It was strange to see my friends in human form again.

“What is going on?” I asked; all of my friends began to float towards me; falling down the never ending purple worm hole of mysteriousness.

“I don’t know” Dan said, I couldn’t help but notice his tone was surprisingly dejected considering this was the night of the gala.

“Code black?” Mike asked

“Code black” Dan responded his voice turning a tad more humorous and a wee less sad.

“Twilight was a code black too?” Mike asked

“Nope; she thought that Fleur De Leis was really me, when she came to she freaked out and ran out of the room” Dan said

“Sorry to hear that man…” Tyler said “Maybe next time”

“Maybe next time” Dan said mimicking Tyler’s enthusiasm.

“So…the good old vortex…” Mike said; trying to coax conversation.

“Yup” I responded casually

Before long (Maybe 5 minutes at most) we saw the white coming towards us. The infinite nothingness was a nice change from the vivid purple vortex we were engulfed in.

We hit the white…again.

I woke up; almost like the first time I came to Equestria. This time the shoe was on the other hoof or in this case foot. I woke up in a familiar place. I could see the Eiffel Tower in the distance and in front of me were dozens of nicely made houses. I was in Paris. So I thought. Only did I realize what my surroundings were. I was in a spawn point for the MW3 map “Resistance”. I was right under the bridge and had a stunning view of the entire spawn zone. It was an amazing view in real life.

I tried to get up; only to stumble back onto my back. I was in a GIGN outfit. A yellow visor was in front of my line of sight and a good looking blue Kevlar vest and matching shirt with pants was my look. On the ground next to me were a FAD and a smaller Fifty-Seven. I instantly jammed the small pistol into my pocket and grabbed the FAD; managing to get up this time. All my friends seemed to see the same thing I was seeing. They all had their own load outs (Each of which was very similar to their favorite load outs from the game). Mike Hoppe had a MSR with an ACOG scope, Tyler was rocking the M4 grenade launcher, Conor had a XM25 (And a potato), Ayan was the juggernaut and boasted an intimidating M60, Dan had dual FMG9s, and Nico didn’t have any gun and only had a first aid kit and a medic sign on his helmet.

“Good times!” I joked

“Wait why don’t I have a gun!?” Nico wailed; looking at his first aid kit as if it was a secret treasure map.

“You never played Cod” Mike said “Blows for you”

“Well it isn’t like we got to shoot anyth-“ I was cut off mid-sentence by a hail of assault rifle fire; chipping away at the stone that protected me. I heard several sets of footsteps and then an aggravated voice.

“Grant you retard what are you shooting at!” The mysterious voice screamed.

“Relax man I don’t think they are friendlies” This Grant responded

“I didn’t even see anything…” A third voice chimed in.

“Spetsanz or GIGN?” Mike asked; doing a roll to get a good sniping position.

“GIGN” The strange man cried out.

“GIGN too” Mike said

“Sorry about that Grant is a shit stain” Their leader said. Although I hadn’t confirmed it I knew the type.

“What are you guys doing here?” The leader asked; lowering his assault rifle “Also I’m Van”

“Nice to meet you Van; you can call me Vespi” I said; walking over to give him a hand shake.

“Nice to meet you Vespi” Van said with a good natured smile “So what are you guys doing here? How’d you even get here?”

“Magic purple vortex” Mike said “you?”

“Magic purple vortex” Van said

“Cool” I said “These are my friends Mike, Tyler, Nico, Ayan, Conor and Dan”

“Cool” Van said “These are my friends Elliot, Grant, Cory, Jacob, and Graham”

“Nice to meet you all” Mike began to say; but the last portion of his sentence was said differently than the first; as if he noticed something strange in a flash.

“WAIT you’re the cR clan…?” Mike asked

“Yea…” Van said

“WE ARE THE xR CLAN” Mike said

“Okay then; just change your clan tag” Grant said

“NOOOOUUUUU” Conor said; pointing an “evil monkey” finger out at Van

“NOOOOUUUUU” Cory said

“NOOOOUUUUU” Ayan screamed

“Guys calm down…” I said “It isn’t a big problem”

“Vespi is right we should all learn how to get al- NO SCOPE” Van said; I realized the second he screamed “NO SCOPE” I was randomly shot high in the chest (Right in the neck). I felt the almost unbearable stinging sensation of lead inside of me and fell backwards. I felt my helmet lazily fall off my head and the screaming and gunshots that ensued.

Within 5 seconds I was back on my feet; no death, no blood. I just realized we must be in MW3 (Or Ayan taught me the secret to spawning).

“So what is going on now?” I asked

“Battle for the clan tag” Mike said

“But we have different clan tags…” I observed

“But theirs is too much like ours!” Mike yelled

“Okay…” I said. Things went like this for maybe 10 minutes. The constant fire fights of our two factions could be found in very directions. It was pretty much “Everyone run around and shoot anything that moves” type of game. I died 4 or 5 times and spawned again. I couldn’t help but notice I was still good at MW3 and airsoft. Even though I haven’t played either in almost 2 years (But I can still snipe Elliot in-between the eyes with my Fifty-Seven). Things went on as random violence until we were all glued to our spawn somehow.

“I leave for 10 minutes and this is what happens!?” A voice shouted out. It was the same voice that brought me back to life after I got tit stabbed by princess Celestia.

“What are we doing here?” Van asked

“You all are intruders in a sacred world” The strange beast said “You have no right to stay in our lands. Remember this game of yours?”

Everyone nodded

“Good, let’s see if it is as fun in real life as on a screen” Chuck Norris said with a sinister laugh “I’ll give you exactly 5 minutes to prepare. Good luck the clock is ticking. Hope you enjoy your precious survival mode when you are the ones getting shot at. I’ll send one wave at you; everything in the disposal of the Russian army.”

“What kind of a punishment is that?” I asked “Americans love shooting guns!”

“They do…” The monster said; his sinister cackle now murdered by doubt

“Yup” Van said

“Fine! Win or I’ll find another challenge for you gaggle of retards!”

The voice disappeared and we were left alone.

“Wait we are all playing survival mode but in real life and with more than 2 people…FUCK YEAAAA!” Mike said with extreme vigor.

“Okay do we camp in the store pretty much?” Elliot asked

“Why bother? Let’s get 13 sentry guns and 13 squads of riot shields and just camp in the burned out house.” Mike suggested

“Wait guys let me buy a gun” Nico said “Wait so how do I do that?”

“Go to the gun crate and buy a gun. I’d get a M4 or something” I said. I began to run towards the gun crate (Even in the heavy equipment I had on) near the spawn point with Nico.

“Okay…” Nico said; eyeing the crate.

“What?” I asked

“It says I need points…” Nico said disappointed

“Can you sell the medic kit?” I asked

“No” Nico said; glumly looking down at the little red and white case

“Vespi Nico we got 2 minutes gets over here!” Jacob said waving his one hand over his head. Me and Nico ran back towards our camping spot. We were camping in a burnt out house in the middle of the map. It was near all of the crates and only had two open entrances. It also had a nice looking couch, kitchen, and even a TV (Not like we were going to use it).

“Where’s your gun?” Mike asked

“No points” Nico said blandly

“Your right none of us have points.”

“We got a minute!” Van said; looking down at a little stop watch.

“Wait why’d he give you the stop watch?” I asked; I was the leader here!

“Because I’m squad commander” Van said with a proud smile

“No give up your position!” I ordered

“NOOOUUU” Van screamed

“NOOOUUU” I screamed back

“Will both of you shut the hell up!” Mike said “Me, Ayan, Conor, Graham, Elliot, and Grant will get this door way. Everyone else takes the other door way, Nico you stay in the middle and heal anyone who needs to be healed.”

“Heal with what! There is only band aids and fucking Neosporin in here!” Nico said; he had opened his medical box to see what was inside. All there was were band aids and Neosporin.

“Don’t forget Doctor Snuggles!” Conor said; picking up an adorable little teddy bear in a doctor’s outfit.

“Dawwwwwwwwwwwwww” Grant said with a distant smile.

A hail of gunfire came and blasted Doctor Snuggles to shreds.

“Whatever LETS GET IT DONE” Van said; did he always have a juggernaut suit on?

“Van where’d you get that suit…” I asked; half jealous and half awe struck.

“Princess Celestia one day told me she had something to show me, she gave me this kick ass spell” Van said with a smile; we both ran down towards the sooty entrance of the house.

“She said she had something to show me too, and then she raped me…” I said

“Ouch” Van said with a quick giggle. Van ran right up towards the entrance; soaking up the gunfire from the 6 or 7 attackers already in proximity. Dan and Cory ran towards the window, Dan unleashing a hail of machine pistol fire without end. It was almost instantly realized we could never all fire at the same time. Van now was on one side of the door and I found myself on the other, Dan and Cory were sharing the window, meanwhile Jacob was on the floor with his arm blown off, and our good friend Tyler was in the distance screaming for Nico.

“Shit what happened?” Cory screamed back; stunned to see his friend dying next to him.

“Realized…this…real…M………W…3” Jacob said before turning silent on the ground.

Nico came running down the slope with Tyler at his side.

“Let’s see what I can do…” Nico said grabbing some Neosporin. He just globed it all over the massive wound and then began to stick band aids on one by one.

The 6 or 7 attackers were now joined by dozens more. We couldn’t even get any sort of relief; the entire atmosphere seemed to be just one massive load of lead.

I jammed another magazine into my FAD to see the top of Dan’s head turn into a fireworks display of brains. Still firing one FMG, he landed on the ground not far from Jacob.

“Shit!” I cursed only to be brought back into the fight by a ricocheting bullet off my helmet.

“I THINK I STOPPED THE BLEEDING!” Nico screamed with a wide smile on his face. I looked down to see Jacob’s entire stumpy arm bandaged. Then I saw a score of bullets tear through Jacob’s chest.

“Fucks sake…” Nico muttered; it was silent for a moment.

Then a bullet came and shot Nico right in the throat.

“God dammit I need more ammo!” Van said

“We need to fall back!” I screamed; the invaders seemed to never end. After one fell two came to replace him.

“Alrighty let’s go let’s go!” Van said slowly trotting back firing a magazine of striker ammo into the mass of Russian soldiers.

I assumed I was covered and chose to just run up the sooty hill; bad choice. I was almost up when I felt my leg kick out from me; I looked down to see blood seeping from my left leg. One bullet wound wasn’t going to stop me though and I managed to get out of the line of fire.

“Come on Vespi!” Van said; grabbing me by my vest and dragging me a little bit farther. The last surviving member of our squad (Besides me, Van and Tyler) took a bullet right in the chest and fell forwards down the sooty hill. I managed to grab hold of my Fifty-Seven (I dropped my FAD when I was shot) and held onto the wall right inside the door to the living room. I saw Van and Tyler ran towards the other door way. My friends all laid there slaughtered (Or as we used to call it "Owned").

I heard several pairs of running feet heading up the soot and running through the kitchen. I locked my pistol and aimed at head’s height. The first Russian ran through the door; he turned his head and looked stunned when I pulled the trigger. He fell backwards towards the corner of the room; the second soldier was now smarter and came gun first and unloaded on me. I’m pretty sure I died before I actually felt pain.., which was pretty cool.

Now I just have to find out what to do from here.

Shout out to my friend Van! Good luck with your fic!

-Vespi

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