James Pov
I kept on running, past the Vehibots and Crystal Guards that were either wounded or dead, I was nearly at the wall, when suddenly, two objects appeared before me, one was an Alchemist's Silver Pocket Watch from Fullmetal Alchemist, with a message,
“I am the one who constructs and deconstructs, the partner and protector of the moon, I aid the Innocent and protect the children, If you require aid, Call my name and I will come forth, The Crimson Sage”
The second one was a weird blade, again with a message, “To those who find this blade, if you need a melee tank of fire, a mage, a ranger, or a summoner or even someone to talk to, give a ring, for I, Pyro, am ready to fight.”
I realized that these were tokens, from other Displaced, so I decided to summon them, two portals appeared, and coming from one of those portals was one normal looking male, wearing a set of jeans, lab jacket, and a set of goggles. His face was blackened by soot. A small scar was hidden by the soot, but could still be seen, running down the left side of his face, over his eye to almost his chin. His brown hair darkened by the soot, it looked just like doc browns, crazy, untempered and pulled back. His face at first had a smile, but soon fell to an unamused grin. He looked down at himself, looked back up, rubbed the back of his head, while rubbing some of the soot off his lab coat, then his face.
He soon paused looking around at the fighting, looked back down at himself, his grin falling to a grimace. He grabs his lab coat, reaches inside and pulls out what seemed like a door, throws it at the ground and it pops up into a full sized door. He grabs the handle pulls it open and walks in, it shut and then reopens a different man walking through.
Gone was the lab coat, but now replaced by what seemed like a swat vest. His undershirt a deep black matching the vest, his jeans now cargo pants. He grabs the handle turns it the other way and the door pops and shrinks down till it fits in his hand, he then sticks the small door in his pocket, one of 30. His face seemed different now as well, it seemed ruffer, more aged, and a heck a lot more scars. To me, it seemed like half his face was uneven, squared off. He left eye seemed to look off, fake even. Yet when it looked up at me, I could feel the odd and old gaze of the man before me, it felt like a beast was staring me in the face, and the only thing stopping it was a cage.
He seemed to scan the battle happening around us, looks back at me back at the cons, and turns the closest cons. He throws out his hand and a small fireball shoots from his hand, heading straight for the con. It burns clean through and dissipates right after. Said con hold its chest before falling down, offline permanently. With one look back at me again, he speaks for the first time. His voice sounding old, and cold just like he looks.
“Kill all the cons in the city, I will slow down the reinforcements until you can make it to my location, and if you need to chat, set your channels to 98.7, get what ponies you can to safety. This is war, and they don’t need to lose their lives.”
He steps forward as his form shimmers, revealing the armor he was wearing. It looked like the armor from halo but it seemed different. It looked like some things from iron man was mixed in with the design. It was a deep wine red, almost the tone of blood, just a few shades off. He lifts up his right arm, a hologram pops up. Request PA nickname Onslaught Y/N? He presses Y and a rift opens above him, a set of large armor lands in front of him. It looks like power armor from fallout in design, but more of a halo look to it. The colors were a deep green, with a dull metal gray. The moment it closed up, some more things dropped from some rifts. They seemed to float around him before he lifted up his foot and parts started to build on top of the power armor.
As more and more pieces were added it soon looked like the hulk buster armor. The colors shifting from a gray to a snow camo design. Once the last few pieces locked into place, a weapon fell from a rift, he grabbed it and held it to his left arm. The armor pulled back the hand deforming and connecting with the back of the weapon. Three barrels hung out of the front, the main base was hexagonal, seemed to have an ammo belt coming up the left side on to the back of his armor. The barrels rotated once before stopping, his arm holding out the weapon. On his back, a large cannon attached to his right shoulder the barrel resting next to the rest of the weapon. A small rack holding 5 rounds was attached to the weapon, feeding into it. He closed his right fist and a sword extended out, wiping around before linking together forming a strong blade. It rested just above his wrist.
The moment he started stepping he took off in a dead sprint towards the destroyed wall, swinging the blade at any con in his way. He didn’t use his gun the whole way, yet he did jump, smashing down on any con in his way, like one would do to an ant.
“Well that was cool, now about the other one,” I said, looking to the other portal,
Out of the other portal walk a tall man with gold eyes and blonde here that was in a braid. He wore a red hooded coat with a moon and cross and the back. His other clothing consisted of a black long sleeve shirt and silver trim. He looked up to me and spoke.
“Who are you and why did you summon me?” he asked.” Names Edward Elric by the way.”
“Nice to meet you, reason why I summoned you is because look around, Decepticons are everywhere, so can you help taking these guys out,” I said, “Also my name is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots, and king of the Crystal Empire,” a bullet whizzed past my head before I took out my blaster and shot the con in the head, “Boom! Headshot, 10 points,”
“Your 100 points behind me prime!” calls the armored beast.
“It’s on, old man!” I sent out a barrage of missiles at a group of 30 cons, instantly giving me 105 points,
“Both of you, herd the cons towards the outside the city. Make sure all civilians out of my way. Once their there, I take care of the rest,” Said Ed as his shade came to life producing an army of himself.
“You got it, hey old man, you take care of the civilians, I’ll take care of the cons,” I transformed into my Shadow Optimus mode, and used black tendrils to spear 20 cons, “1150 points!”
“I didn’t call my best set of armor to play babysitter, There Your ponies prime, not mine!” As he lets off a shell over the wall and pieces of cons fly everywhere. “I think I'm up to 2000 points now!”
“Hey, these cons are mostly focused on me, if they want my head, they can come and get -” a large laser came out of nowhere blasting cons or turning them to ash, we looked up to see my experimental Spiderbot, it had four legs, a large laser, and the size of Mechagodzilla,
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“Those count as mine, bringing me to 9000 points!”
“That is one big beast, I want one as a pet.” Said the old man as he grabbed a con and tore it in two using his hand and gun barrel. “Rip and tear!”
“Please I can easily top both of you in one shot,” Ed said. “Agru Peta Babkama Luruba Anaku (Aries Open the Gate for Me So That I May Enter)” A large golden gate formed behind the alchemist and began to fire an onslaught of weapons on to the cons and the shadow copies. The clones picked up the weapons and started to fight their own battles.
“Now onward,” yelled Ed.
“Showoff!” I shouted,
“That takes the fun out of the fight, I could just go crazy and wipe the field of the cannon fodder, but after not getting a chance to get some of my anger out, I want to make it slow for them.” The old man said, his suit turning red for a second.
“I’m the former king of the Minos back home I’ve been around my Equestria for over 2,000 years. I prefer to protect my people and soldiers along with ending the battle with as little loss as possible,” Ed snarked.
“How old are you Ed?” Asked the old man, pausing mid rip of a con.
“While I say 2,136 I’m actually much older and don’t go running your mouth,” he summoned a pair of twin longswords combining them into a bow and began to fire into the cons as the arrows of light that split into four shouts a piece.
“Your young boy, compared to me, I just hit 70,000 a few weeks ago, don’t tell Pinkie though, that mare will give me a party for each year,” He said laughing a little till a con’s shot bounced off his belly.
“Me, I’m currently 17.”
“If you going by Displaced story, then yes you have me beat in age, but considering I was wondering around my world before the sisters were born then physical I got you beat. Need to learn time flows differently in each world, Prime.” He says shooting more cons.
“Been there, done that, heck in a few dimensions I fell into through my experiments, I met their mother, and I will tell you,” he said looking at said mares up at the castle.
“There are a few dimensions where they’re my daughters.” He said laughing to the point he had to stop to get his breath back. Looking up at there blushing faces. “And i’m damn proud of them!”
“I didn’t need to know that.”
“Need to know bases please, freaking travelers. I little info about me. Married to my Luna back home. Did what I could to keep her and Tia from shedding blood unnecessarily for years and it worked as they have never taken a life. Just woke up from a stone nap a few months back. Betrayal on one of my old friends not going into detail. When I find the dirtbag, He’s dead,” Ed says throwing his sword through a way of cons causing them to fall backward in waves. “I hate war but I love a good fight.”
“Me too, war is just unnecessary, but I will fight to protect my kingdom and family.”
“Well then, that's good and a worrying thing to hear,” looking up at the sister watching them look at each other some sort of spark going on. “But, Ed. This is a father thing of me to say, But do anything to hurt Luna, And you're going to regret meeting me once more because it’s the father that breaks bones, the mother kills.” The old man says, His suits eyes turning dark and an all to familiar mist seeping around the dome-like head, causing any crystal ponies looking on to lock up in fear.
Ed looked at him about to say something cocky, but the feeling of pure fear, rage, and killing instinct made him think beforehand, and decide to say nothing to the threat. The con’s nearby however turned and ran at the feel as it washed over them. Old man saw one nearby and grabbed it and held it in place staring it down, to his surprise it dropped out, fainting from just the presence he was letting off.
“Just so you know old man, Luna means the world to and I’d die before letting anything happen to her. Family means a lot to me as well. So don’t lecture me on hurting people I care about. I have a three nieces and a nephew that are Displaced too so I know what’s it like to have to go through hell for family,” Ed says with a little bit of annoyance not paying attention as a con grab his right arm and pulled it off only for Ed to look at the con as red lightning sparked from his shoulder as the arm was then replaced with a new metal one.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have done that,” Ed said to the con as it started to back away.
“THAT WAS MY FAVORITE ARM!”
Ed then jumped up and grabbed onto the cons head and crushed it with the new arm. Ed’s form began to change forms as he grew into a twelve-foot tall demon covered by shadows, eyes, and a red metal armor with a cape of shadow and a singular large eye across his chest.
“YOU SHOULD BE RUNNING NOW! RAH!” yelled the demonized alchemist as he charged into the cons and started to rip them apart with his bare hands in pure rage.
“I’LL DEVOUR EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU TO FEED MY MAGIC!” Ed yells as he tore con after con with his teeth eating them the spark and all.
“Savage,”
“I wish I could say I have a family, a human family, but fate took them from me long ago, but I get where you're coming from, Ed. Remind me after this battle for me to look at your arm and work on one for you, then we can match.” Old man said slapping the left arm with a small chuckle coming out of him. He looked around the battlefield and seemed to sigh.
“Welp, I enjoy a good fight but this is pushing it. King moves to wipe field.” Old mans suit opens up and he shoots out like a rocket. In his hands to white orbs glowing brightly. He holds them out and shouts one spell.
“Ultima cannon!”
“ You have an Ultima, cool. I wish I could say that but I give up my human life so I could return to Equestria. So I wholeheartedly agree with you old man. And you’re more than welcome to look at the arm” Ed says summoning a turning lance like sword to his hand. Ed holds the sword above his head and begins to spin as it gathered red and silver magic. Ed yells bringing down the sword adding to the old man’s attack.
“Darisam Mulki! (Forever cleave apart this celestial body)”
The orbs exploded in his hands the blast speeding out through the battle, the cons turning to ash. Leaving the two big bots standing in the back of the battlefield. His eyes fall on them as he floats down, he seems to have a hard time as he drops down a little bit every few seconds. Till he steps back onto the ground.
“Scrap, that’s cool!” I said,
“My guess is that you two are Megatron’s from alternate realities and you're here for something that can save the already dead Cybertron or something to help conquer the universe,” Ed said running up to the two bots.
“It’s Megatron, conquest is his thing.” The old man said as he seemed winded, tired on his face, the suit coming up behind him, acting like a guardian.
“Ed if you and prime want to fight them go for it, I need to rest, Curse this bad heart of mine.” He said holding his chest a pained look crossing his face.
“No, these Megatron’s are tough, one is Beast Wars, the other is Animated, tough cons, and their versions of Decepticons are fierce, one of them has a mini-nuke for a weapon that leaves a crater the size of a city block,”
“I have to say I loved you in Beast Wars and Beast Machines as a kid. Animated was pretty cool too,” Ed says as he reverts back to his original form.
“If you admire us so then why not join us? You clearly are a powerful being to be able to decimate our army as you have. You can instantly heal and still fight as well as change, forms. You would be a great asset to us, Yeeeeesssss,” BW Megatron hisses.
“Heck no, I can stand evil creatures like you two. As a former king, I would never willing or unwilling serve you. And before I rip you to shreds you should know I’m not even using a fraction of my power. Your con just ticked me off for me to change forms. Let’s me show you a special sword.” Ed says holding out his hand.
“I RELEASE YOU FROM YOU CHAIN. DEVOUR THE KNIGHTMARES TO BRING FORTH THE SWEETEST OF DREAMS TO MY FRIENDS. SHINE THE LIGHT IN THE DARK AND UNLOCK THE DOORS THE THE KINGDOM OF DREAMS, THE KINGDOM HEARTS!”
In Ed’s hand was a keyblade but one that I wasn’t familiar with. He then pointed at BW Megatron. He started to scowl at the alchemist who was smiling at him.
“I’m going to enjoy this. Hey Prime. can you Powerlink or use a super mode?” Ed asked.
“Don’t know those, but I can channel every shadow into my very being and transform, but didn’t test it yet,” I replied back, pulling out my Shadow Blade,
“Maybe you can use these as I don’t need them,” Ed says as the golden gate appears and opens with nine small bots roughly his height and a trailer containing the four drones from Transformers Energon come out of it. “The Gates of Aries contains every weapon that has ever been created or will be created to here a few gifts.”
“Cool, one problem though, never had a chance to watch Energon, but it might be useful, for now, give me a brief info on it, WHOA!” TFA Megatron shot a blast near my head, luckily I dodged it, the old man fired a shot at him.
“Easy, just say combine and the drone will attach to your arms and legs in any order use say one through four,” Ed says blocking a blow from BW Megatron tail claw thing with the flat of his blade while. “The little fellas are the minicon teams that form the Requiem Blaster, Star Saber, and the Skyboom Shield.”
“How about this guys, I’ll take the TFA meg, and you two handle the BW?” the old man said Getting a second wind, the pained look now gone from his face. “I mean heck three on two seems unfair, well I guess it could be two and a half, counting on Ed’s height.”
“Sounds fair,” I said transforming and ramming into BW Megatron, busting up my front, and a little dent to him, “Ouch,”
“Dang, nice blow their prime.”
“Scrap you, old man,” I said before getting kicked away,
TFA Megatron runs fully on towards the old man, he holds out his hand stopping the blow. “My turn!” He hits him square in the jaw and launches him off towards the mountains nearby. “You may have been a fighter in the pits, but when it comes to strength, I rule like I did, On Top!” Cracking his knuckles.
“WHOA! OOF!” I groaned, after getting sent into a nearby blacksmiths forge, getting up, I was then shot in the chest by BW Megs, having enough, I grabbed him then punch him in the face repeatedly,
“You know prime, My token is a weapon too.”
“Now you tell me, but who cares, I can lift 700,000 tons, and punch a guys armor who boasted was made from a collapsed star, which is denser than osmium,” I said punching BW Megs in the area where the sun don’t shine, meaning his pelvis area,
“You know we keep boasting about our feets, it just be better just to whip out our cannons instead, cause that’s where we are at right now.” Old man said watching where TFA Meg landed.
“Dude, I got a better idea, you and Ed hold them off,” I said before Ed was launched away, “Nevermind on Ed,” then ran off,
“I will rip my Meg open if I want to, but like a cat to a mouse, I like to terrorize my prey first. But two on one sounds fun, So what do you say dino boy, Want to meet your extinction?” The old man said his grin growing to the point Alice’s own Cheshire cat would be proud.
Not too long after I got back, the Megs were giving the old man a hard time for their respective loyalists had arrived.
“Shesh I heard of gang banging, but this takes it to a whole new level,” he said with a laugh.
“Don’t worry, I got what I need, which just so happens to be the Crystal Heart,” I said holding the Heart, the energy from me began to energize it, then with a mighty explosion, all Decepticons were launched away from the Crystal Empire, “Close one, good thing I gave this thing a power boost,”
“Awe, I was having fun.” He said losing his fighting spirit.
“Quit your whining, they had leapers, which are unstoppable, unless you go for their battery pack on their backs,”
“Oh yeah, those guys suck, but as you can see from the bodies around me, their chest can be penetrated with enough force.” He said pointing to one that had a nice large hole through its chest.
“If I had known we were gonna be attacked I would have kept Predaking and the Dinobots here,” I said with a sigh, “Hey where’s Ed?”
“Short fry? Somewhere around here, I think. Lost track once I started getting bloodlust.”
“Oh, well I will send you back first, here’s my token,” I said handing the old man my token, “Also here’s a Spiderbot for a pet,” then handed him a, me-sized Spiderbot,
“Now hang on there prime, me and Ed were going to talk about his arm, maybe make a new one for him, and I was going to talk with you about maybe helping keep your supplies up, since I got more then I need.”
“Alright, we can go look for him, by the way names Optimus Prime,” I said,
“Nice to meet ya prime, Call me Pyro, Old man is what I called my late pa.”
“Alright, let’s go find the Alchemist,” and we set off to find Ed.
“Why not call him shorty or small fry?” he said with a small chuckle.
“Because you are a small fry too you know.”
“I know the show he’s from, and those kinds of names get some humor out. Makes it fun, as my mare friend would say. And I’m only this small cause your a transformer.” and we argued while looking for Ed. Pyro’s armor not far behind holding Ed, but saying not a word. To anyone looking, they could have sworn, it had a grin on it, and the eyes turned yellow with two small red pupils.
“Somebody, tell this thing put me down,” Ed says with his head in his hand “Missed the fight.”
“Oh sorry Ed, You can put him down now, Jarvis.”
“Yes, Sir.” Comes from the suit, in a pure British accent.
