This story is a sequel to Headless, not Heartless

Okay, taking it from the top.
Hi, I'm Auric Fulcrum, also known as Frank DeFontaine. For about 1,500 years, I wasn't alive. I instead inhabited my Dullahan costume as a spirit because of my sword, which also brought me to Equestria. Once I got here, after a few years of back and forth, Sunbutt imprisoned me because of a minor misunderstanding.
I heard that!
You were meant to!
Anyways, once I got out, I learned that the Wise One was coming to this reality, so I did what came natural to me.
I sought out the power of the Golden Sun and used it to defeat him so utterly I would never have to worry about him again.
Problem was, the energies that bound me together and the power of the Sun conflicted, so my armor fell apart. And without the armor, I was unbound, unfocused.
I came to a week later in the same basement I had been imprisoned, in my old body, but with a few...upgrades. Like Alchemy being a Thing I can Do.
Now that I'm alive again, my to-do list is radically different, but no less daunting.
For starters, how am I supposed to stop a mountain from sinking into the earth?!

I just wanted to have fun cosplaying as Deadpool, but now I'm stuck with two voices in my head. Oh, and I'm in Equestria.
It all started on Japan-day in Germany, when my life turned upside down. Now I'm stuck in Equestria with voices in my head that make me do stupid stuff, and all I want to do is go back home. The ponies think I'm evil and turned me into stone. For that, I'll show them what Deadpool can do.

Two thousand years imprisoned in Tartarus for the near genocide of an entire species. One has to ask, how such a being wasn't taken out by the elements of harmony. The short answer? They dodged it. The long answer? They dodged it like a ninja. Now awakened and free, they shall bring forth a thousand years of darkness and ruin, or get drunk and pass out at the nearest pub. Either/or really.

Note: Need more suitable coverart. Also this is a LoHAV, so leave if you're gonna hate for just the premise.

While I'm pretty sure that being transformed into a Hero from a Movie can be considered cool in more than one way, I just don't see it.
"This... is so wrong."

Being sent to a land where Myths and Legends come to life is not a fun way to die.
"Nice puppies?"

It's not Hell, and it's not Heaven, and I'm pretty sure that this isn't Nebraska!
"Oh, crap."

I'm not sure what happened.
"Thou vile beast, We demand to know how you appeared here!"
"You and I both, lady."

And apparently I'm not very good with first impressions.
"... She started it!"
"Thou deceiving mongrel, We weren't the one who started the battle!"
"You threw the first punch, I just returned the favor."

And even without interruptions by some assholes...
"You know what is the difference between us?"
"Oh, pray to tell?"
"I'm fireproof, you, not so much."

I feel that my goal to get home will be pretty hard to achieve, all thing consider.
"But that's impossible!"
"You know, I'm pretty sure that by now this word left my dictionary forever."

{Character-tags will be updated with the story.}
{Currently being Edited by The Snide Sniper.}

They say revenge is a dish best served cold. I used to wonder, how cold should it be? Well, I know now. The sort of cold that comes from eternal night and being locked in stone for over a thousand years. The sort that comes from the only person you think you can trust betraying you.

The sort of cold that comes from a knife in the back.

The Moon betrayed me. The Sun entombed me alive. And they were going to pay.

For the League of Humans Acting Villainous

It all started ordinarily enough. Go out for the weekend with some friends attend a masquerade try to meet some chicks. That all goes away when the door to my hotel room doesn't lead out into the hall.

Now I'm stuck turned into an anthropomorphic raccoon with all the skills of a master thief and no way home.

(Writing this when I get bored or stuck writing my other story.)

I was once a normal guy, just like you. I went to school, had a Mum, two little brothers, an addiction to the Internet and video games, even friends.

But it was never good enough.

Life was boring. The only fun things to do were to immerse myself in another world, exploring, fighting, protecting the innocent.

It's ironic right?

Over a thousand years ago, I went to a con. I went Cosplaying as a Titan, from Bungie's new hit FPSMMO, Destiny. There was this guy dressed as the merchant from Resident Evil 4, I bumped into him by accident. He had two awesome things that I needed for my Cosplay and didn't have time to make. One was The Last Word, an exotic hand cannon. the other was an Exotic helmet, the Helm of Saint-14.

Eagerly, I took the two items. However, things don't always happen the way you want them to.

I found myself in Equestria, made some friends, and swore to protect them with the new powers that I had.

Little did I know that enemies that only I could defeat were on their way.

Now... All I want is some rest...

But heroes don't get Vacations...

After all... I'm Equestria's Guarding Light... and i'm not gonna let some space monsters hurt my friends... not now... not ever...

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This is a League of Humans acting Heroically story, inspired by stories such as The Mighty Warrior of Epicness

FEATURED! Monday 22nd of June 2015! *happiness* *Celebratory Headbang along to Disturbed's song; Ten Thousand Fists*

"My Name, like many others, is no longer important. Because who I was, and who I am is like looking at water, and fire. So, I abandoned that name, and took another, Vegeta... So tell me, have you a name?"

This is a LoHAV/H and HIE story.

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Refrences:

The Black Knight - Zaralann
The Mighty Warrior of Epicness - Shinigamisparda
The Gravity of the Situation - DJSkywalker

Warning:

Consistent language and Mild gore,

Wait, this is in a game crossovers bookshelf? How did that happen?

Huh? Oh hey! Didn't see you there! Considering my eyes cant exactly move at the moment.... Anyways! Nice to have an audience! What? You cant hear me? Thats alright, my mouth cant move anyway. So! Your probably wondering how I got here eh? Well, it involves a convention, a costume, and a very stupid decision. Got some cool gloves out of it though! Eh, ok they're not that cool, well to me anyways. Back to what I was saying...
.....
What was I saying?
......
Eh, it doesnt matter! Because I can feel my prison breaking and my freedom is at hand!
Let freedom ring!!!

I always wanted to feel like I was a powerful warrior that could use magic. But I never expected anything like this.

My Name is Nicko and for me, life sucks. I live at an orphanage with my egotistical twin brother, have a best friend who is a Reckless daredevil, and everyone who comes to adopt us always turns a blind eye on us. Maybe it's because I have autism? Maybe it's because anyone who refers to my height leads me to going off like a fireworks show on fourth of July? Honestly, I don't know.

Then came the day before our birthday. My brother suggested (since the party was going to be a costume party) that we go as something nobody else but us would recognize. He considered it as a "personal touch" since it was our 18th birthday. He heard of a new anime/comic store opening up at downtown that he wanted to go to. So, taking his suggestion, I decide to go there first.

That store was where I found a Rune Slayer costume from Elsword. My favorite character class from the game. Without even thinking twice, I bought the outfit and the sword prop. That though, was when things took a turn for the worse. After going to my room, putting it on, adjusting the pants and put the fake tattoo's on my shoulders, I end up falling asleep in my room. When I wake up, I find myself inside a warehouse filled with film props and was found by a Unicorn whose name sounds like a record label company.

Now, to sum things up, I'm in another world that has magic, mayhem, and talking ponies. A little girls dream come true for some people. But for me? I honestly don't really know what to make of it (Especially with all the corny names of the towns and cities). Not only that, but it seems like three other girls have already arrived here under similar circumstances. Something tells me that my journey through this place is going to get crazier the longer I'm here. Especially since now that a ticked off bug queen is wanting to kill me, a spirit of chaos is playing around with my head and everywhere I go, I somehow always attract something that might want to kill me, ask me questions or have the guts to call me short. I don't think all my time in Social Therapy is going to help me get through this.

Fortunately, I have the powers of a Rune Slayer now and have some idea of the powers I am capable of. That can't be too bad right?

A story I came up with based on an old fic called The Burning Crusader By ElementBrigade (Note, their will be some aged up characters and rule 63'd characters as well.)
Also a Displaced Story
Not my first time writing, but actually my first time putting up any of my written stories... Well, anywhere.

I do not own MLP or Elsword. MLP belongs to Hasbro while Elsword belongs to KOG and KOG games. Character tags will be updated over the course of the story.