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[Well here we are, the first official part of my crossover! So you might possibly be wondering, 'Who has Dumbgamer been crossing with?'
A mister 'SovietBacon' and his fic, 'The 4th Tribe.']
I steadily walked alongside Matt with Lyra hoisted over my shoulder. She occasionally murmured in her state of unconsciousness, but never stirred more than that. We had been in relative silence for awhile now, so I decided to try and smash said silence into tiny bits.
"So, Matt," He looked over to show he acknowledged me. "Are you sure you know where we're going?" He looked off towards the direction we were heading before speaking.
"Well that isn't too good." I muttered as I thought. "Maybe..."
Matt looked over at me quizzically. "Maybe... what?"
I was currently staring at a particularly taller tree, one that stood higher than the rest. I looked up towards the top-right of my HUD, and grumbled mentally.
'Ed, I would appreciate if you re-installed the Mini-Map please.'
"Well I would, but it would do you no good."
'Oh? Why not?'
"Because if I recall, you're not too fond of over-using your powers... What did you call it?"
'I believe the term for the Internet is a 'Gary Stu'...'
'Well I haven't checked in thousands of years prior to my pity session in the dungeon, so I'm trying to re-acquaint myself with the lingo.'
"I recall.... well if you need to use your Mini-Map, time to do some Synchronization."
'Right... I forgot that is what I did to set my Mini to update... I'm such an Assassin's Creed nerd, aren't I?'
"Yo Storm!" Matt yelled, snapping me out of my internal conversation. "You've been spacing out at that pine tree for about thirty seconds now, what are you thinking?"
I pointed towards the top with a small smile. "I'm about to go all Assassin's Creed and get the nearby layout." I started to lift Lyra off my back and handed her over to Matt. "Hold her while I go up, and try not to die down here." He gave a curt nod and I approached the tree in a graceful stride.
Luckily my previous grogginess from the unexpected Warp had subsided, leaving me rather mentally refreshed as I began to scale the low-hanging branches. I would of used my Hookblades, but I figured that I may be relying on them far too much. As my elevation increased, Matt began calling up to me.
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" He yelled, sporting a look of annoyance. "I certainly don't want to lug both of you back to Ponyville."
I simply gave a hearty laugh and told him to fuck off. Apparently Matt didn't think too fondly of that, and responded with a small bolt of lightning near my current position. This however, impacted the branch that I was leaping towards, forcing myself to begin a free-fall towards the ground.
...At least, that's what would have happened. However, I quickly dug my actual hand into the bark at the last second, sliding down the rough exterior at a slowed pace. "Never do that again Matt!" I yelled angrily, staring down at his slightly smug grin. "You're lucky that I'm a God, or I might be a pancake fool!"
Matt simply laughed and pointed back towards the top of the tree. "Threaten me when you're done scaling." He then slightly shifted under the weight of Lyra upon his back. "And kindly hurry up, Lyra is starting to give me cramps."
I nodded and grasped a nearby branch, hoisting myself up and examined the route back up. 'Huh... only a couple of feet... not nearly as bad as I thought.' I began to climb and shortly reached the top of the large pine. Looking above the thick canopy, I could identify more storm clouds building up once more.
However, these seemed far more fierce... almost to the point of us having to probably seek shelter soon if I couldn't spot this town. Scanning the horizon for a few brief moments, I grumbled in annoyance at the lack of visibility of Ponyville. Deciding to redirect my effort, I located a large rock outcropping. Perfectly suitable for camping until the storm blew over.
The trip to Ponyville would take far too long, and would only take longer if we tried to go through the rain rather than wait it out. That and the fact I had no clue where it is currently.
"Yo Storm!" I heard Matt calling me from down below. 'Why does he keep saying 'Yo'?' "Which direction are we going?"
I decided to scare him, and got to work on preparing my descend. And by 'descend', I mean performing an Air Assassination without the Assassination part.
Matt grumbled as he shifted his weight yet again. Lyra was alot heavier then she looks, and how Storm carried her with such ease, he'd never know. He decided to try and get an update on the situation up above, by calling out to Storm.
"Yo Storm!" He yelled, trying not to wake Lyra in the process. Then again, she was apparently quite the heavy sleeper. "Which direction are we going?"
There was a slight groan of the upper branches, signaling that Storm was moving about up at the peak. However he heard an odd and slightly chilling 'screech' before being knocked unto his back. Lyra was unceremoniously dumped on the ground, and Matt stared face-to-face with a hooded figure and a raised palm, blade exposed.
"Gotcha!" The figure yelled, removing his hood to expose him as Storm.
I remained perched above Matt, watching his face contort from horror, to annoyance. He looked over towards Lyra, forcing me to do the same. Lyra was slumped on the slightly damp mud, the earth's contents matted all over her muzzle. I stifled a giggle at the fact she was still unconscious and addressed Matt.
"Sorry about that... wasn't really a spot for me to do a 'Leap of Faith', so I kinda-"
"Used me as a pad?" Matt replied irritably, trying to swat me off of him. I helped him up and scratched my head rather sheepishly.
"Sorry about that Matt..." He simply waved me off and looked over towards Lyra's body. He chuckled for a brief moment before his face turned slightly serious.
"Is she supposed to still be unconscious?" Matt asked, looking at Lyra with some concern. I walked over to her and examined her.
"...Seems fine to me." I responded, letting my hand glow and running it over the air near Lyra's body. "Scans are coming back positive... She's just sleeping I suppose."
“Scans coming out positive, who the hell do you think you are, Leonard McCoy?” Matt commented as he stiff-armed me aside. "Let me have a look."
I gave a short nod and backed off, allowing him to do whatever he felt was right. Just then, I felt something...odd. Like I was being watched. I listened intently, searching for any other sounds than my breathing and Matt's shuffling as he closely furthered examined Lyra. However, no sounds graced my ears, making me direct my focus to searching amongst the foilage for any predators.
"Our spectator isn't in the Forest, Storm."
'So something is watching me?'
"We are being investigated by an outside force. Supposedly the source is coming from... our dimension of Equestria."
'Is that so?'
'So are the Royal Sisters doing some sort of scrying spell?'
"Apparently, it's coming from... another human."
"Eeyup. I'll mark him, look to the sky."
I directed my head out of some locations betwixt the trees, and soon enough, I spotted it.
A pair of white-glowing eyes were watching our party with great interest. Their sight was locked with mine, and wherever they looked, I followed their gaze. Suddenly, I heard it speak... or at least, I think it was the eyes speaking.
I grimaced at the eyes and focused my energy on its source. I was getting answers from this guy, even if I'm yanking him through another dimension.
"Get over here." I thought as I seized his power and yanked him through. However, rather than him appearing where I wanted him too, his presence had vanished. I know for a fact that I pulled him through, but no traces of his teleport was evident nearby.
'...Dammit, I must have warped him to a different sector of the Everfree. Heh, I hope he can take it.'
Matt stood up satisfied and looked over at me. "Well I'm done examining her." He looked up towards the tree briefly before redirecting his focus back to me. "So where are we going exactly?"
I let out a small sigh. "Couldn't spot Ponyville, due to a large storm brewing." Matt struck his forehead using his palm, however I ignored it and continued. "I located a rocky outcropping nearby, so we should depart."
"Fine, fine. But you're carrying Lyra though!" Matt said with a small smile as he tried to wipe off as much muck as he could off of Lyra's muzzle. Satisfied with his work, he stepped aside and let me pick her up.
"So boss," Matt began. "Let's get a move on!"
I slung the rest of the firewood atop the pile as Matt stared out into the raining forest. We had arrived shortly after setting off, just in the nick of time too. The outcropping (Nicknamed between us two as H.Q... Hey that rhymed!) extended from a cliffside and gave us around thirty feet of covered ground to work with.
Lyra was still sprawled out next to the fire pit I had made, and a healthy stack of logs sat in a pyramid-style a few feet away. Rocks outlined the pit, while its foot-deep dip would help suppress the flames from igniting the patches of grass that were scattered all about the H.Q.
Matt walked outside, probably to go relief himself. Kinda stupid considering the weather but, as the saying goes, 'When ya gotta go, ya gotta go.' I began to let my thoughts drift to the Mane Seven back in my own Dimension. They probably think I'm dead or something...
"If that was the case, then why was that Human spying on us? His energy trail led straight back to our Dimension."
'Perhaps they were desperate for trying to find me, and used him to try and scry me?'
"I'll be monitoring what else happens there while we're here."
'Speaking of which, we'll need to find The Doctor if we want to get out of Equestria.'
"To be completely honest Storm, why would you want to leave?"
Hearing this actually surprised me. I didn't really think about why I wanted to leave, just that I felt like I needed too.
And I still do.
'Knowing that I can leave whenever I want pleases me far more than knowing I'm trapped against my will.'
"True I suppose."
There was brief silence, so I looked out to see Matt just standing there, outside still, looking up at the sky.
'I swear, he's going to get himself kill-'
A large bolt of lightning erupted from the storm above, directly striking Matt. I would have called out, but I realized that considering he could wield the elements of Lightning, that it wouldn't hurt him.
My guess was correct, however, when he was still standing there completely unharmed. Bolts of spare electricity danced about the air around him, with an occasional one coming out of his actual body. He seemed utterly unfazed as he waltzed back into H.Q.
“Storm, you in here?” He called out, despite still staring at me while saying it.
"Yeah, that lightning sure was something.” I said with a small chuckle. His hair had spiked up, and he looked completely ridiculous. I could have gone and mentioned it, but I decided against and let him respond uninterrupted.
“Yup, and quite painful.” Matt walked in and sat down on the cold dirt floor beside me and Lyra. The fire was keeping this place pretty warm, due to my good-quality craftsmanship of the fire. The logs were set up in a two-line crossing pattern, stacked atop each other for about three rows before stopping. Lyra was laying next to the fire, seeming intent on not waking.
“Hey Storm, how long is this storm going to last?” Matt whispered, looking out towards the heavy torrent of rain now bearing down on our base of operations.
“You’re the one that can control Lightning, why are you asking me?”
“Becase your name is Storm...” He smirked when he said this. 'Like I haven't heard that kind of joke before.' My thoughts must have been reflecting my face, because he stopped smirking and went to tending the fire.
'He better not fuck up my design-'
My eyes widened at this new sound. It was distant, and sounded vaguely similar to the Ursa Minor I fought before. I looked over towards Matt, whose eyes copied my same style.
“What the hell was that?” I muttered, muscles tensing for an upcoming brawl with another fucking bear.
“Why should I know?” Matt asked with a deadpanned expression.
“Gah, stay here and watch Lyra, yell for me if she wakes up!" I yelled, quickly flicking out my blades to make sure they would cooperate. Matt gave me a quick salute as he spoke.
"YES SIR!" I smiled at this, and rushed out into the rain and darkness.
I ran. Following the last sound of the roar, I maneuvered through the foliage, desperate to find the beast before it could reach our H.Q. Hearing large amounts of movement and another short roar, I shot up some low-hanging branches to begin free-running towards the clearing.
What I found shocked me.
The Ursa Minor was a severe understatement in size compared to this one. It was at least twenty times larger than a Minor, with a pale-purple coat. Beads of white also accompanied the bear on its coat, while small amounts of burnt fur was evident on certain sectors towards the front.
It was currently hunched over something, claw slowly rising to end it. Whatever it was, I was about to save its ass.
"Spawn- China Lake"
Quickly cocking the grenade-launcher now in my hands, I aimed towards the rear of the skull and fired. The shot flew gracefully through the air, and collided with a sonorous explosion on the bear's backside. This distracted it, allowing me to fire off three more shots.
By the fourth shot had made contact, the bear began to turn around to confront me. And let me tell you, it had some ugly-ass teeth.
"That bitch needs some braces."
'Indubitably. Think it's mad?'
Ed didn't have time to respond however, when the bear began to approach my position. As I was about to unleash a torrent of shots, bolts of electricity began to strike the beast from the front. Using the opportunity, I quickly got to work providing cover fire.
Grenades impacted the bear while simultaneously being electrocuted from whatever it was attacking from its front. However, a large bolt of lightning from the local storm collapsed the beast, as it impacted its skull.
Wait a second... the storm ended three minutes ago!
Indeed it did, meaning that the bolt was called in. My first thought was Matt had followed, and my brain formulated plans to kick his ass for not staying put. However, when seeing the spare traces of lightning from the now-erect creature, I understood what happened.
Rolling out of my tree, I came around the Ursa (Just going to assume it's one). What was on the opposite end, however, made me stop.
Another human stood there, also staring at me curiously. The final traces of electricity had faded from his hands, making him seem like a normal kind of guy. He seemed to have a Kukri strapped to his hip, and his golden-trimmed trench-coat fluttered lightly in the breeze as we stood there. A golden-black fedora sat upon his head, giving off a feeling of... something.
'Funny how Matt didn't tell me about there being another human here...'
"That's the thing I was trying to tell you-"
'Silence for a moment. I want to find out his name.'
“The name’s Storm.” I said, offering a hand for him to shake.
“Name’s Mike.” He responded, shaking my hand. We both looked over at the now-deceased Ursa, and gave a small chuckle.
"Well it certainly looks dead at least..."
"Thanks for the assist, man." Mike replied, seeming quite grateful. However I simply waved my hand in his direction, a stoic expression dominating my face.
"No problem, always willing to help one in need."
"I guess I owe you one."
“Nah, for now, are you injured? I can patch you up right quick."
"Nothing I can't walk off." Mike mumbled as he stretched his arms briefly. He then turned to me with a small smile. "You would not believe what a relief it is to see a human that doesn't want to eat me or kill me for my loot."
“Well I've been through that before... Why I chose to visit a 'Dead Rising' alternate universe, I'll never know..." I chuckled at that, remembering all the shit that went on in that damn mall.
"Eh?" Mike asked quizzically.
"Long story, let me just say I can travel to any universe I choose, video games included."
"Ah. I've been through two dimensions myself. They're only Equestrian universes. I was looking for you because I needed human interaction."
"That doesn't sound stalker-ish at all..."
'Wait, did he say he was looking for me?'
"Ah yes! That was what I-"
"I understand... I left a friend back at our campsite, let's head back shall we?" I said, unintentionally interrupting Ed.
Mike nodded at this. "Yes. I'll have to return to my Equestria later." He then asked me an interesting question. "Do you have bacon?"
I mulled over why he asked for bacon, but then decided that these Equines were not the most open-minded to carnivores. "Why sure, let me just conjure some up..."
Mike raised an eyebrow, probably not believing what I'm capable of.
I cupped my hands together tightly, before gently bringing them apart. In the previous spot, a plate of some bacon strips accommodated the exposed area. Mike practically squealed at this, and shouted in a rather loud voice.
"BY NOTCHES’ BEARD! ACTUAL BACON!”
'Notch's beard? Is that a Minecraft reference?'
"Bon appetite!" I exclaimed, still wondering why I kept switching languages from time to time. It started around three million years ago, and hasn't stopped since.
Mike snatched the strips of pig-meat off of the plate and basically began stuffing himself. Apparently he gave me the impression that he was a slob... then again, so was I. When he was finished eating, he eyed my plate.
"What about the plate?” I wanted to be an ass, and say that the plate is indeed not edible. Instead I threw the plate like a Frisbee, letting it ricochet off several trees before disappearing into a puff of smoke.
"What plate?" I remarked, showing off my own version of a 'trollgrin.'
"Nevermind." Mike mumbled while he rolled his eyes.
I then realized that we've been standing there for awhile, and should probably get moving before more Everfree inhabitants decided they wanted to rumble. "So then, should we just stand around here, or what?"
Mike nodded at this and began to walk alongside me as I lead him back towards H.Q. I noticed the back of his coat fluttering in the breeze, and the degree of cockiness he had when he walked. 'Like a young guy who thinks he's bad-ass because he started taking karate classes.' I thought as Mike began to speak.
"Bah. I hope you don't mind the tracker I put on you. It’s how I found you here."
I felt myself stop in my tracks as I stared at him. 'So he's the disturbance?'
"That's what I've been trying to tell you Storm..." Ed responded irritably.
'Why didn't you tell me this before Ed?' I suddenly felt a large amount of pressure on my head, and winced interally. 'Point taken.'
"Wait, so you're the disturbance I felt that was watching me a while ago?" I mumbled, finally realizing that the eyes were indeed the same as the eyes from before. Except they weren't glowing this time around.
“Sorry. Like I said, I wanted human interaction. All these different sentients have me homesick."
I gave a curt nod. "I understand that. In my sixteen million years of life, I've encountered far more sentients beings other than humans... at least some are more innocent, like these ponies."
"I've met only humans and ponies-- you're how old now?" Mike stammered out the last bit, staring at me with a large degree of shock.
"You heard me, sixteen million years. Yeah I know I look fifteen, but the Editor helped keep my youth."
"Who's Editor?" Mike asked absent-minded, still probably processing my age.
"Mine. To explain it, it's a pain." I slightly shivered at the burst of cold wind that grazed me. "To put it simply, it's a piece of alien technology that basically makes me both a God and an Inter-dimensional Traveler."
"If you can read my mind, then I won't need to tell you my story, then." Mike replied. 'Probably would make more sense to find out about him on my own... don't want to open up old wounds.'
"If you want to see it, I have it on file."
'In a bit.'
However I decided to keep on explaining the Editor rather than going into his memories. "The Editor pretty much alters these strands that basically allow me to bend the laws and fabrics of any universe to my will.... mostly."
Mike gave me a small hopeful smile. "So you could send me back to where I came from?"
"Sure. Would you like to depart now?" Might as well, I yanked him here, so it's only fair to kick him out.
"Yeah. I'm sure to be missed. If you need me, you'll know where to find me."
I turned on my heels and shook his hand, warm smiles adorning both our faces.
"I'll keep an eye out on you." I stated, giving him a smirk. "Like a guardian angel I suppose. Arrivederci my friend!"
Spotting his own dimension, I snapped my fingers, sending Mike on his way.
“STORM!" I heard Matt's voice from quite a distance away. "Lyra’s waking up!”
“I’ll be there in a bit, keep her calm!” I shouted, directing my voice to go directly to Matt's ears. After knowing that the message had been recieved, I rushed off back to the H.Q.
Equestria (Matt's Dimension) - H.Q.
Ten minutes later...
I stumbled to see Matt hugging Lyra, trying to calm her down. Lyra seemed pretty miffed, judging by what I heard next.
"When I see him, I'm going to-"
'Apparently she is upset with me... oh well.'
"Why don't you care if she's upset with you?"
'I've been through worse.'
"Lyra, how about you calm down alright?" Matt stated, trying to suppress her apparent rage at me.
"Well I had a feeling she'd be angry." I muttered loud enough for them to hear. I strolled into our H.Q. with my China Lake in tow. It was swaying back and forth from its strap on my shoulder.
"You!" Lyra yelled, making me look over at her. "Why did you throw me into a tree when you could have just made me fall asleep or something?!"
I looked over at Matt with a deadpanned expression. Clearly he brought that up as a joke... but we'll see who has the last laugh. "I had every right considering you were trying to amputate both our hands Lyra."
Her anger fled from her face, sadness and a small sheepish smile took hold of her visage. "I...I suppose you are right. I'm sorry, Storm."
I grinned and did a small shrug. "No problem Lyra, glad to see you aren't mad." I turned to Matt and let my face turn serious. 'Time to let on I'm pissed at him for counter-trolling.'. "Matt, what do you call a large, purple bear?"
"That would be an Ursa Major... Why?" Lyra asked automatically.
I chuckled at her quickness to answer, and put on a smug grin. "I found one and killed it." Both Matt's and Lyra's eyes widened at this.
Lyra began to stammer at her next question. "H-how did y-you kill it?"
"Your going to show her the China Lake aren't you?"
"Oi, you're going to turn these ponies into warmongers showing them this kind of technology Storm."
'If that happens, I'll deal with it.'
"This bad boy helped immensely." I said while eyeing the impressive grenade launcher.
"Dismiss- China Lake"
Matt still had a look of respect, while Lyra's mouth was agape. Probably trying to figure out how I did that.
"Well considering how the storm has passed, we should be on our way." Matt murmured as he began to get up. I quickly shook my head and pointed behind me with my thumb.
"Bad idea...since the rain has ceased, the predators will definitely pop back out now. We need to camp it out until they calm down." Considering my time in many rural jungles and whatnot, I picked up bits of info like this. Most animals would not hunt in that kind of weather, meaning that now it's feasting time.
"So... what do we do 'til then?" Matt said as he looked between me and Lyra. I furrowed my brow as I thought. Going through several options, I began to prop my chin using my left hand. My right arm was tucked under my left elbow to support it. Lyra simply stared at the weak fire. I looked up suddenly, an interesting idea formulating in my head.
"Since Lyra probably doesn't know much about us Humans and whatnot, let's have a little explanation between the three of us!"
Lyra's eyes lit up. "I'd love that!"
Matt simply shrugged. "Works for me."
I waved them over to the small fire, and arranged them into a triangle formation. I had a small stump set up as my seat, and now I sat there hunched over. Using my right fist to support my head of course. "So let's begin, shall we?"