What happens, happens. I think that is one of the rules of Causality as stated by the late, great Douglas Adams. It is a pretty important rule and I use it to guide me through life, no matter what goes on in it. So, when I was driving to an out of town job and found myself in another world, I did my best to take everything in stride.

I would be the first to say the adjustment is not easy. Especially, when the first thing you do is make yourself a pony distrusted, disliked and defamed by some national heros. Thinking about that, I think I have to invoke another Douglas Adams quote. "Don't Panic."

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This is the result of me getting bored one day and starting writing. Now that I got a bit of it done, I wouldn't mind honest opinions, and flame away if you feel the need. I have thick skin.

As you might notice, there are a few chapters with a box at the top. These are the ones that my editor and I went through again, and hopefully improved. I'll refrain from changing plot but spelling, grammar and flow are all up for grab. Especially for the early chapters.

My name is Michael Westen. I used to be a spy, until...*"We've got a burn notice on you. You're blacklisted."* When you're burned, you've got nothing: no cash, no credit, no job history. You're stuck in whatever city they decide to dump you in. You do whatever work comes your way...

After Fiona turns herself in to the FBI, Michael and Sam return to the Loft to plan how to free Fiona and strike back at Anson.

However, their foe is one step ahead of them. As Michael and Sam enter the Loft, they trigger an explosion left behind by Anson's agents. When they awaken, they find themselves in a strange, seemingly peaceful world. But soon, Michael Weston's talents will be called into action.

Can Michael Weston function in a place his training has not prepared him for? Can he find a way back home? Is Equestria able to handle Chuck Finley?

My name is James Clark, and I am a Private Military Contractor. No, not Mercenary. Yes, there is a difference, but that's beside the point.

Ok, where was I? Ah yes, I was just entering my office in Downtown Houston one afternoon to hear a job offer. When I got there, I found a beautiful, robe-wearing woman waiting for me. Now, in this day and age, most people would find that strange. I didn't for two reasons.

1) In this line of work, you run into a few crazies. If I had a dollar for every nut-job I turned away, I could buy a small European country.

2) It was Halloween. Hell, I was on my way to a party dressed in a replica suit of Veteran Ranger Armor from Fallout: New Vegas, complete with gas mask and real riot gear I borrowed from a friend on the SWAT team. I was gonna win the costume contest for sure!

I'm getting off topic, aren't I? Anyways, this weirdo offered me a job without going into much detail. No location, no objective, not even a dollar amount The only thing I got out of her was the promise that I would be saving thousands, if not millions of lives.

Every instinct told me to turn the job down, and yet I still accepted it. Maybe the idea of playing hero again had its appeal.

God, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

Exhausted from their recent escapades in the Rub' al Khali desert, newly retired treasure hunters Nathan Drake and Victor "Sully" Sullivan decide to take a much needed "guy's week out" vacation, but they find themselves in truly uncharted territory when they arrive in the lands of Equestria instead. It honestly wouldn't be that bad, really. Plenty of sun, friendly locals, and oh yeah, a mysterious relic that's eluded adventurers for over a millennium.

What more could a retired treasure hunter want?

**Rated Teen for language and Sullivan's dirty humor**
**Written within the same world as "Engineering an Alicorn."**

Now edited by The11thWonder, Aatxe360, and XorGate!

Ambushed. Defeated. Broken. Banished from his world, he expected his story to end, his revenge unfulfilled. Instead, he found himself in a new world - a world of peace, tranquility, and harmony.

May God help them.

Spartans never die, they're just missing in action. This has never been more true for Jorge-052 as, after activating the slipspace drive that was supposed to kill him, he is instead flung into a strange world where war is but a distant memory. Will the aging soldier be able to adapt to this new peaceful planet? Or will his only salvation be found in finding a way back to his own chaotic universe?

(It's my first time, so be gentle)
Now featuring a TVTropes page by Sabo88

Applejack finds a strange visitor in her apple orchard one day, with even stranger stories to tell...
MLP/L4D2 crossover. My first story on FiMfiction.net! May add more tags as story progresses.
Credit for the image goes to brokencreation on DeviantArt.

When Sgt Castle drops into strange new land, he has to cope with both his nightmarish past that had followed him to this peaceful land, and his uncertain future as he finds himself developing new friendships. All he truly wants is to return home, but is that the best option, or is it not even an option at all?

Currently on a brief hiatus. I'll let you guys still read it but I'm picking up a different story for now, I'll get back to this when I can.
After riding through a portal, Roger is transported to Equestria, with the riding gear on his back, his CRF450X, and a backpack with a few trusty tools inside, Roger stares into a world that he does not know and ventures off to find out where he is and a way to get back home. Along his journey he makes a shocking discovery that he is alone in the fact that he is the only human but isn't in the way that he is surrounded by talking ponies...Will Roger find a way home though the misadventures of MLPFIM? Take a seat and find out!