Charlie circled Ahriman, who calmly turned his head to keep the unarmoured Undead Big Daddy in sight. He kept running through his Plasmids and Tonics, scratching out the useless ones, 'I don't know what his power armour is powered by, so there goes Security Override, he's also not going to be easily bested by a few elemental tricks or Insect Swarm, Aero Dash is out, for obvious reasons... well, there's still my Chaos Pyromancy spells.'

“Chaos Pyromancy Spells?” Ahriman asked, reading his thoughts. “Sounds interesting.” He casually lifted his sword, examining it. “Your move, I feel I should mention.”

Charlie growled at the invasion of his mental privacy before grinning, "So you're in my head, huh? Well you shouldn't look into other's minds. You never know what's in there." With that, Charlie turned his thoughts to his time shortly after being bit by a giant, hypnotism laced venom having spider, 'Thrust after thrust, Charlie pounded the squealing eight legged creature relentlessly. The spider thought the hole in his armour over his ass would be the key to a easy meal, instead it was the one offering up it's pie.'

Ahriman chuckled at the attempt to scare him. “That was an amusing attempt, but paltry compared to my memories.” He sent a single memory to his opponent. ‘As the spell he had created began it's course through the Thousand Sons Legion, he felt proud of himself. He had finally defeated the mutations plaguing his Legion, his brothers. But as the spell worked it's way through them, many of the Legionnaires slowly turned to dust, their bodies crumbling away. Ahriman looked on in shock as his brothers became soulless, mindless soldiers, spirits possessing suits of armor for eternity, their bodies turned to ash. His father, Magnus, stood over him, enraged at Ahriman’s actions, before banishing him forever.’ “You are nothing more than a child, compared to me.” Ahriman chuckled, before wondering why he showed him that memory.

Charlie slowly shook his head, "Cool story bro, but I've seen scarier shit in Goosebumps." Charlie and Ahriman stood face to face at an approximate twenty feet away, Charlie's Chaos Pyromancy formed a blade that extended from his hand that could match a Plasmark in brightness.

“I see, so that is what you meant by ‘Chaos Pyromancy’... though, it's a bit dim.” Ahriman stated upon seeing the blade, before lunging forward with his sword pointed at Charlie. Black flames traveled up his daemonic blade, capable of burning even other flames. “Amaterasu!”

Charlie stood his ground up until the last second, where he disappeared with a shoomp. Charlie reappeared behind him and quickly landed a few hits that didn't even scratch Ahriman's paint, before Charlie knew that, however, Ahriman activated his Sharingan, manipulating the flames around his blade to move from the blade and straight at Charlie's head in the form of a spear.

Charlie raised his off-hand and tried to catch the spear, barely stopping the spear head from piercing his brain, however he wasn't quick enough to save his eye. Charlie stumbled back as Ahriman took in the sight, one luminescent eye glaring as the other slowly started healing from the severe burns, "That. Hurted." Charlie smiled as he felt himself slipping, "Good, I could use the focus." Charlie spun the spear around and aimed the spearhead at his foe.

Unfortunately, the spear dispersed back into flames, burning away at his hand like it was wood. With a wave of his hand, the air around him condensed and cooled, raising the humidity and creating a thin layer of ice over his off-hand. The black flames continued to burn away, regardless of his attempts, even burning through the ice. Ahriman chuckled at the attempt.

“The flames of Amaterasu burn for seven days, and cannot be removed by anything except my will. They even burn other flames to ash. However, I'll pity you.” The flames leapt away from Charlie, before forming into a black ring around the two combatants.

"A shame, I could've tried something impossible," Charlie chuckled before pulling his Drakekeeper sword and spinning both of his blades, "I'm all about the impossible." With that, Charlie plunged the two swords into the ground and carved a X in the ground. Massive lines formed under Ahriman, each arm coming in contact with the ring of flames with Ahriman in the center. Charlie's Chaos Pyromancy, with traces of Ahriman's Amaterasu formed a large pillar of flame where he stood.

The flames parted around Ahriman, as not only a wall of the black flames surrounded him, but also a large purple cloak of chakra enveloped him, protecting him from the flames as he slowly walked towards Charlie.

“Your first mistake was expecting me to not notice my own flames inside your Chaos Pyromancy.” He stated, casually swinging his sword left and right. The cloak copied his motions with it's own massive sword. “And your second was to think I had only one ability.”

Charlie teleported to the edge of the ring with a cheeky grin, "You mean you have more than one ability?" With a snap of his fingers, a slide whistle appeared in mid air, giving an especially loud and long blast, "You know, I don't feel like dealing with this shit here," With that, Charlie replaced his Qukost Burn-Blade with a crystal and crushed it in his hand, the dust soon floated to the ground and formed a Bonfire, "See ya at the next stop."

With that, Charlie touched the greatsword and turned to ash which flowed into the fire. Ahriman cancelled the ring of black fire and took note of Theresa standing a couple of yards away. But, before he could say anything, Theresa was already talking, "Did you have to do the whole ring of fire bit? I couldn't see shit."

“Well, I could always have just removed them, but I had a feeling I would need it.” Ahriman replied, placing his hand on the ground.

Theresa just shrugged as a familiar red cloud busted into existence next to her, revealing Freja, the six armed Big Sister. Freja picked Theresa up and teleported to the Bonfire, following Charlie to wherever he appeared.

Ahriman chuckled, lifting his hand to reveal he had burned a few teleportation runes into the ground, using the Fourth Hokage’s Jutsu to do so. Not that Ahriman knew any of that. “I don't think you will be escaping anytime soon. Especially not with that teleportation rune on your hand.” He vanished, following after the group. “After all, I'm only getting started.

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Donkey Kong Universe

On a peaceful day in an infamous version of Equestria, Celestia was laying on the bed she and her sister shared with their husband, her tongue laid outside of her mouth as she panted, all while her sister was being mercilessly pounded by their husband. About a half hour ago, she noticed a strange figure appear in her room, but she was too spent to get up to get a better look at it, even when her pubs suddenly turned into icecream, blaming it on Discord, not even when a similar figure appeared ten minutes ago did she stir.

Charlie growled at the sight, impatiently waiting for Ahriman to appear, 'He's not the kind to back out of a fight, but if it wasn't for the whole time difference bullshit, I'd almost say he bailed. On the other hand, I pranked another Celestia and I could beat the fuck outta that pervert again... so I have that going for me.'

Theresa, who had decided to take Freja for a walk immediately after appearing, simply cursed whoever it was that kept having crazy shit happen around her.

Ahriman appeared next to Charlie, staring at Celestia in disgust before turning towards Charlie. “Did you really have to be transported to a place like this?” He sighed, shaking his head. “You Displaced have worse standards than a Slaaneshi Daemon. I'm already considering activating Chibaku Tensei just to destroy this place.”

"For once, you and me are on the same page. Get this, day one outta the Stone Prisoner Gardens, this guy thinks he can come to my world and try to conquer it, by using endless sex as a reason to side with him!" Charlie shook his head as he laughed, "Seriously, this guy's world, take it over, just get the pony-people to stop fucking like rabbits."

“Are you giving me an offer…?” Ahriman asked, considering the pro's and con's of conquering this planet.

"Eh, just thinking that a world of evil slaves is still better than a world of sex slaves." Charlie took his eyes off of the disturbing sight in front of him and turned to his foe, "If you do do it, just stop the constant eighties porno music from playing every time someone gets it on." At that point, aforementioned eighties porno music filled the air for the fifth time since Charlie arrived, casting an unseen scowl on Ahriman's face and a grimace for Charlie.

“That does it.” Ahriman growled, his eyes shifting to their Rinnegan state. He put his hands together in a hand sign. “Chibaku Tensei: Planetary Devastation!”

A black orb emerged from his hand, before flying out the window and into the sky. Moments later, the walls began to crumble, before flying away towards the orb, which had created an artificial gravity well, pulling the ground and buildings up from their resting place to fold around it. Ponies too were pulled in, before being crushed by debris being pulled in. In minutes, most of Canterlot had been formed into a massive ball, hovering above the town.

Charlie whistled as he walked around on the small, man made meteorite, "Freja, fetch!"

With a loud, ear splitting screech, Freja teleported several dozen times in rapid succession, grabbing every young foal, filly and colt in Canterlot, and Ponyville once Canterlot was done, while using the Bonfire, which was on a chunk of the castle that hadn't been affected by the extreme gravity, to transport them to Cadian Gate.

Charlie nonchalantly continued his walk, dodging entire rooms with ease as he headed towards the two princesses, "You know, I'm only doing this because the entire world is gonna end, in any other circumstance I would never do this." He told the two alicorns, whose whole body was pinned by the rock with the exception of their heads. The two immortals had enough presence of mind to glare at him as he knelt down and grabbed the two by the horns.

With a lot of focus and a little caution, a stream of Charlie's Anam flowed into the two before turning around and bringing a large chunk of their magic with it. In less than a minute, both alicorns were reduced to their pre-accession state.

“I would have just killed them.” Ahriman shrugged, before allowing the meteor to crash into the ground. The crash caused a massive landslide to fall down the mountain, hitting Ponyville.

Charlie, who had rode the massive rock down into, as well as down, the mountain, used his Summon Freja Plasmid and asked her, "How many?"

Her reply was another screech while she held up a broken pair of glasses and a crushed tiara, "*Two didn't make it, handcuffed to a radiator. Also, Theresa is with the rest."

Back on Cadian Gate.

"She's fiiine." Charlie replied with a wave of his hand before he took the two items from the spider sister and place them, almost reverently, into his Bag-O-Fucks, "But just to be safe, go get her."

“So, what purpose was there to come to this universe, besides killing off the population?” Ahriman asked, teleporting besides the two as Freja teleported away.

"I just wanted a place where I wouldn't feel bad for wrecking and lacked a Bonfire." Charlie told him as he looked at his hands, noting the addition of glowing yellow lines that ran over his skin, "Eh, probably not cancerous... I think? Anyway, I got to steal a large chunk of magic from two alicorns, Donkey Kong is no longer a nuisance and I got to try out snowboarding, with massive rocks!"

“You do realize that the Cadian Gate was not only uninhabited, but that it also had seen battle for thousands of years? Also, are we actually going to battle, or are you just going to have me run more errands for you?” Ahriman raised an eyebrow.

"I have no idea how you did what you did to find that out, but a few life or death experiences should re-prioritize their goals," Charlie told him as Freja reappeared with Theresa, "But you're right, let's continue this.”

“Finally. I wonder if you can actually put up a fight.” Ahriman chuckled, readying his sword.

"And if I can't satisfy, then I'll just do more drugs." Charlie laughed with a feral grin.

"Round Two, FIGHT!"

Charlie closed the distance between himself and Ahriman, once he was in range he started throwing punches, actually managing to stumble his larger foe.

“Hm...decent power in each punch.” Ahriman noted, ducking under the next one to deliver his own blow, sending Charlie up into the sky five meters, before kicking him to the side when he came back down. “But still weak.”

Charlie shook his head as he stood up, his grin never once fading despite his cracked ribs, "That's just my basic strength."

With a quick teleport, Charlie reappeared right in front of Ahriman, easily deflecting his sword and countering with a haymaker that sent Ahriman sprawling, "I can boost my Tonics, which make me faster, stronger and tougher by using Anam, and I don't have to worry about running out too soon thanks to Tia and Lulu!"“Heh. Guess that makes two of us.” The Chaos Sorcerer chuckled, appearing behind Charlie and blasting him into a wall that had survived the landslide with a psychic blast of energy.

Before Ahriman could say anything, the pile of rubble floated up and flew his way. He effortlessly blocked, deflected and cut the stone missiles, only for them to completely surround him, pelting and scratching his armour's paint job.

Charlie teleported behind him and gave Ahriman a fireman's door kick, sending him out of the small circle of debris, "Come on, don't fall for the obvious now!"

Ahriman suddenly burst into smoke, and when it cleared, a wooden log was in his place. Ahriman bashed his foot into Charlie's head, sending him careening after the log. “I would say the same to you, Charlie.” He teleported above him, before smashing him into the ground with a hard kick to the back before jumping away, and zapping him with lightning.

Charlie laughed as he stood up, the lightning dancing around him to no effect, "Electric Flesh, no lightning damage, bonus EVE actually."

Cracking his neck, Charlie slammed a fiery fist into the ground, causing several pillars of flame that left small pools of lava in their wake to appear, one appearing under Ahriman.

“Hm...good to know…” Ahriman noted, making a few hand signs. “Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!” Water erupted around Ahriman, dousing the flames and the lava as the water formed what looked like a dragon, and charged at Charlie, but really did nothing except douse the flames. Until Ahriman appeared from inside the dragon, delivering a hard punch to Charlie's face, cracking his jaw and almost burying him in the ground.

Before Ahriman could pull his fist back, he noticed a small icy mist had formed around his hand, which flowed up to the water dragon behind him, turning the entire thing into a ice sculpture. As he was about to comment on it, he noticed a small beeping coming from his left and saw a plasma grenade stuck to his shoulder, which detonated and brought the ice dragon down on his head.

"Watch out, Pickpocket alert!" Charlie chuckled as he pulled himself out of the ground. He cracked his jaw a bit until he popped the joints, "Thank you Speedy Recovery."

A black blur flew out from under the ice, and a Kunai stabbed into Charlie's shoulder, and Ahriman reappeared next to it, his fist burning with Amaterasu. “Then let's see you deal with never ending flames.” He punched through Charlie's arm, the flames damaging the muscle tissue inside. Ahriman jumped back, letting the flames do their work. Just to be safe, he erected his Susano’o, the giant cloak forming a shield around him.

Charlie grunted as he pulled the Kunai out and reached into his TARDIS bag to trade it for a blue urn, which he poured over the wound as well as drank some, "Drink from green, you're clean. A sip of blue, and it'll kill you." He muttered.

Charlie fell to his face and dissolved into ashes, the unnatural fire burning on as the uncontaminated ashes flowed against the wind, where they poured into a Bonfire Theresa had made. The flames jumped once, twice before growing to the size of a man, where Charlie walked out of them without a single lick of the tainted fire on him, "I'm back baby!"

Ahriman's Susano’o raised it’s arm, before bringing the energy sword down on Charlie, crushing him beneath. It then repeatedly smashed the sword on him again and again, stopping five minutes later.

A voice from the other side of Ahriman caught his attention, "I may not have that wood switch trick, but I can still make decoys. Really realistic decoys."

“Oh good. Maybe you'll last longer.” Ahriman sighed, his Susano’o backhanding Charlie away, he simply replied with a loud 'weeeeeee' as he flew.

Just before he hit the ground, Charlie teleported to the fight area and shrugged, "I like roller coasters more, but dead drops are fun too."

“Are you ever going to actually try to kill me, or are you going to just keep playing?” Ahriman asked, turning towards him.

"Well excuse me, all you had to do to get your powers was slaughter your own men for some demented idea of a perfect army. I had to do over thirty highly unstable, incredibly addictive and DNA degrading drugs," Charlie paused a moment to look over in a random direction and continued, "and drugs are bad, mm'kay."

“So have you been actually trying this whole time, or are you just trying to anger me?” Ahriman asked, his Susano’o impaling Charlie with a Chakra Arrow.

Charlie grunted as the arrow hit, before his Chaos Pyromancy poured from the wound and purged the Chakra from him, "If I was to really try and kill you, I could just overcharge my Chaos Pyromancy or my Incinerate Plasmid until the sun would seem cool in comparison and roast you until not even ashes are left."

Charlie pulled out his two swords and engulfed them in flames that would melt the strongest of armours, before dialing them back to a non blinding level, "But I'm also enjoying this, I gotta get into more of these grudge matches.”

“Oh? Because I'm hardly enjoying this. You, I'm sorry to say, are slightly boring.” Ahriman sighed, pulling out his own sword and dispersing the Susano’o.

Charlie placed a hand on his head and gasped, "Ah, your opinion, it, it... it didn't hurt." Charlie smirked as his swords flared once more, "For your opinion to hurt me, I must first care about what you think of me. Sorry."

“It wasn't meant to hurt you,” Ahriman chuckled, before poofing into a log. A sword soon found itself lodged in Charlie's kidney, dark energy ripping away at the wound as Ahriman continued speaking from behind. “It was mostly meant to distract you.” He removed the sword, kicking Charlie off his sword, before slicing off his arms and legs.

Charlie respawned at the Bonfire with a grin, "Cheap tricks are ineffective against this trickster!"

Two more Charlies walked out of the Bonfire and started spreading out as he flicked his wrists, the three exact copies walked forward and surrounded Ahriman, each one with a demented grin, "But all is fair in love and war, so let's take a peek at what you thought was your greatest failure of all."

Before Ahriman could comment, he felt a cool, wet object, almost like a water balloon, splash against his head.

“So, what trick do you have this time?” Ahriman asked, noting the odd feeling but ignoring it for now. “Besides the obvious clones.” He put his hands together in a few hand signs, and wooden clones of Ahriman formed out of his back, splitting off and to his sides as they stared down the Charlie clones.

The three Charlies all grinned as the middle one held up his left hand, wisps of bent light flowing around it, creating a odd effect, "They're not clones, just holograms that I have no clue how the human body, or even a Adam soaked me, created. As for the trick, let's see what's in your head."

“This again….” Ahriman muttered as he went through the memory of when he activated the Rubric. “It's truly a shame that I have already gotten over this. I've had millennia to do so, after all.” The flashback cracked, before shattering completely, returning Ahriman to the battle. He smirked.

“While forcing a human to relive their worst moment can work quite well, there are two things you forget.” He jumped away from Charlie, landing a few feet away. “First, I'm a Chaos Space Marine, and I don't feel sorrow anymore. And the second….” He pulled out his enchanted bolter pistol, firing a few shots at the center Charlie, the .75 rounds filled with Warpflame tearing him to shreds. “Is that my memories of being a actual human are gone. Whoever I was before died the moment I was Displaced.”

The hologram shattered as the real Charlie stuck Ahriman with his two swords, melting through his armour and scorching his back, the other two holograms smiled as they too shattered. When Ahriman turned towards him, he saw his wood clones burning, with Theresa roasting a marshmallow over one of them and Freja roasting six. That, and the completely serious expression on Charlie's face, gone was the joker and clown, now stood the defender; grim and stoic.

"So, that was what hurt you the most? Then consider me dishonored with the knowledge that you already shared that of your own free will." Charlie told him as his swords flared again, and again, and again, as if connected to his heartbeat, even his luminescent eyes seemed to brighten and dim in tandem, "You wanted this, now take it."

“Hmm….well then, let's see just what you are actually made of.” Ahriman replied, his sword once more bathed in black flames as he raised it towards Charlie. “If you're actually serious this time, I might just actually try in this battle.”

"You better, because you and I share a link." Charlie told him as he switched his Drakekeeper sword to a reverse grip, his Burn-Blade firmly gripped in his right hand, "Tell me, you act as if you're incapable of feeling anything. Is is the result of a fierce training regimen? Have you simply locked those human parts of yourself into a dark corner of your mind, whether a result of your betrayal or another's? Were you just born heartless?"

Charlie shook his head as he sighed, "Doesn't matter. In case you were wondering, my Plasmids are genetic and biological based, given a fine degree of control because of my magic. The human mind is a boiling pot, pheromones, electrical pulses and chemical reactions fill it with more complexity than the most advanced starship, and the one I hit you with is geared towards fucking with these chemicals... I'm not just in your head, I'm currently taking a lockpick to your mind, unblocking pathways for neurons and breaking locks you made to protect yourself... from yourself. I'm working on the lowest levels of what makes you you,"

Charlie gave a sad smile as he assumed a combat stance, "And when I'm done with you, we'll all see the sniveling child that you try to hide. Theresa?"

"Round Three, FIGHT!"

“Heh….it's a shame for you it seems.” Ahriman chuckled, responding with a cold smile. “Because I'm not affected by it.” His sword was soon at Charlie's throat, the black flames only barely touching Charlie's skin. “Though I must say, you are inventive in your ways of trying to mess with my mind. But I am still the better warrior. And even if your tricks did affect me, my mind has been genetically modified in order to become an Astartes. I can switch portions of my brain off. In this case, the bits you are trying to mess with.”

Charlie smiled as the flames licked at his Adam's apple, "Well, while I was hoping to see if I can hack a Super-Spartan, this does give me a chance to get something out of this." Charlie calmly placed his Drakekeeper sword in his pouch and pulled out a cigarette, which he lit with the black flames, the Amaterasu dancing as he inhaled the tainted smoke, "Keep Determined Edge, I'll just take the everlasting flame as payback."

Theresa facepalmed while shaking her head, "Fucking kleptomaniac." Charlie chuckled before he teleported a few yards away, the cigarette pouring out black smoke as the flames still danced, he placed the alien sword into his bag and pulled out a doll made of scrap, similar to a Mr. Bubbles doll and yet, different.

Charlie crushed the cigarette in his left hand as he looked over the doll, the flames snuffing as he used Anam to force it to his will, "Well, I should probably stop insulting shit, but as this guy said, or grunted; For tha Emprah!" Charlie crushed the doll and started to change, a dive suit forming around him, only with some recognizable differences.

The air tank was flat and rectangular while the dome only had four red isosceles triangles that resembled furious eyes, his right hand shifted as it was replaced with a large, exposed chainsword, organs grafted to the suit as massive plates of red and blue armour that covered the entirety of his dive suit and could stand up to the toughest hits appeared on the dive suit. The Asteroid-Bouncer roared after it took a few steps forward, allowing the massive boots to appear, "*This is really weird, I miss my fapping hand already.*"

“Hmm….interesting..” Ahriman murmured, examining the new armor surrounding his opponent. He shrugged, switching out from his current armor to his Warmaster armor. “Perhaps this armor will finally get some use…” He flexed the lightning claws, and tested the weight of the power mace, before shrugging.

Charlie smiled as his chainsword responded to his mental command, roaring to life, he looked over at his off, only, hand and summoned his new Amaterasu, the black flames dancing and wavering to his will, "Well, let's not delay this anymore, shall we?"

“Hmph, I'm surprised you can control the Amaterasu that quickly. It takes a Mangekyo Sharingan to activate them, but it still requires a special form of the Mangekyo Sharingan to fully control the flames.” Ahriman chuckled, raising The Talons of Horus up and pointed towards Charlie. “But yes, no more delays.” The twin bolters on the top of the power claw launching a barrage of bolts, the .75 caliber explosive bullets being fed into the bolters by two ammunition belts on the side. The bolts slammed into Charlie's armor, puncturing it, but not quite reaching the skin below. Ahriman stormed forward, keeping up the brutal assault while preparing the Power Mace Worldbreaker to strike.

After the first two bolts stuck, Charlie created a frozen shield, slowing the rest of the rounds enough that they simply bounced off of his armour, but still exploded. Once Ahriman closed the distance, Charlie blocked the Power Mace with his chainsword, resulting in the two combatants trying to best the other in sheer strength., "I don't know why there's so much Naruto shit with you, but I blame overcompensation."

“I only find it more useful than what I normally use, since The Warp is quite….finicky, while Chakra is my own power.” Ahriman replied, his servo-assisted arms bringing down more force upon Charlie's chainsword.

"Well, I'll be sure to find whoever created Naruto and kick his ass if my eyes are more fucked up than normal." Charlie told him, matching Ahriman's mechanically increase strength with overcharging his Sports Boast.

“Don't worry, the Sharingan can only be given to another, or stolen by taking their eye.” Ahriman growled, using his Power Claw to stab into the chainsword, immobilizing it.

Charlie grunted as his chainsword belched smoke, using his Chaos Pyromancy to send a torrent of flames at Ahriman while his chainsword was likewise coated in the mysterious fire, "I better be able to fix that, or Richter is getting punted to Cloudsdale."

Ahriman chuckled as the flames were pushed back by an unseen force, and he removed his Power Claw from the now ruined Chainsword, which started leaking oil. “I stabbed into it's engine. Its pretty much nothing more than a blunt weapon.”

Growling, Charlie rammed a fist into Ahriman's head, continuing with a backhand that gave the two some distance. Charlie looked over the damaged, nah destroyed, extension of himself and watched as the sword's teeth were covered in black flames, which spun around as if copying the chainsword.

“Hmph. Using a stolen power to fight the owner. Are you really that weak?” Ahriman asked, unfazed by the attack. He began closing the distance once more, raising Worldbreaker once again. This time, similar black flames surrounded it.

Charlie rolled his eyes as the chainsword roared to life, the black flames hiding his Chaos Pyromancy as it repaired the weapon. When the weapon was running at it's maximum RPM's, he charged, sending Ahriman a few steps back when Charlie's UFIO Tonic kicked in. Charlie and Ahriman stood, both ready to attack the other.

“You fight a lost battle, Charlie.” Ahriman stated, his Power Claw crackling with energy. “The Cadian Gate has already fallen. And yet you persist in wasting my time.”

"What, a copy has valuable time?" Charlie asked, slightly surprising Ahriman, "I know the real you is somewhere else, but I got nothing else going on at the moment, so taking on someone who's outta my league felt like a good way to waste time until my Bar-B-Que."

Ahriman began chuckling. “The only reason I wasted my time with you was to gather information on Sebaste’s forces. But it looks like this too has been a wasted effort, since you have hardly been cooperative.” His armor vanished, and he raised his hand. “Asura Path!” His arm opened up, and five missiles flew out, flying straight for Charlie, while two more flew towards Theresa.

"Shit." Charlie muttered just as the missiles detonated. Theresa merely pointed at the weapons, sending Freja to teleport between the two warheads, and teleport them hundreds of feet in the air, where they detonated and sent a smoking Spider Sister into the ground. Theresa looked over at the Bonfire and sighed.

As she watched, the Bonfire was enveloped in a ripple in the fabric of reality, before vanishing altogether. Ahriman chuckled from where he was.

“No more revival for you anymore.” He stated, turning back to where Charlie was and launching a psychic blast of Warp-Flame at where he was.

"Good!" Ahriman felt an extreme amount of heat as he rolled out of the way of a hit which would have decapitated him, "I'm starting to get used to dying."

Ahriman growled, his Susano’o forming around him. “Then hopefully you will stay dead this time.” The Susano’o raised one of it's hands, and three black flames appeared, linking together as they shot towards Charlie. The crossovered Big Daddy held his chainsword in front of him horizontally, sending the flames to the sides as he stood his ground.

“Amaterasu: Flame Control!” The incoming flames warped themselves, splitting apart as they flew above and below Charlie's Chainsword, striking both his legs and his shoulder. Charlie roared in pain and rage as he started running forward, ignoring the black flames in his desire to rend Ahriman apart. Ahriman kept Charlie back, smacking him to the side with a his Susano’o, the Chakra being creating a sword made out of Amaterasu to smack him to the side, before switching to a bow, with an Amaterasu arrow flying out and impaling Charlie mid-flight.

Charlie stood up, black flames dancing over more than half of him, he reached into his Bag-O-Fucks, attaching the brace of his Volkite Charger with a quick flick of his wrist, aiming the rectangular barrel at Ahriman once it was free of the pouch, the Martian weapon humming to life. Before he fired it, he turned around and caught the claws of Ahriman's Lightning Claws with the teeth of his chainsword. The Claws vanished before any damage could be done, and the Susano’o delivered a solid punch, knocking Charlie off his feet, and bashed him into the mountain face nearby, the black flames seeming to not effect the giant chakra being. The Susano’o then delivered a barrage of Amaterasu arrows, the flames burning away most of the rock around him, and almost all of his remaining armor. Ahriman leaped forward, throwing multiple black rods, which impaled Charlie's body in seemingly random places. Charlie suddenly found he could not move.

“Those Black Rods force my own Chakra into you, and keep you immobile. I believe it is time to get what I came here for.” Ahriman stated, reaching towards Charlie, and gripping his head. Moments later, he released Charlie, dropping him back down to the ground below. He chuckled.

“So, that is what Sebaste has ready? This just got more interesting….perhaps I should go with his plan after all….” Ahriman muttered to himself, before glancing at Charlie's burning body and releasing him from both the flames and the Rods.

"Heh, if that's all, let me show you the door, Freja!" The mentioned Spider-Sister teleported to Charlie's side as he stood up, "Do me a favor and go get your siblings, I have a feeling Theresa's gonna want me to clean up this mess... oh, and check on soldier boy, I don't think he would appreciate waking up at the bottom of a orgy."

Freja nodded before teleporting away, "You know, you super spartans are fun to fuck with... I would tell you that Naruto shit should stay with the Naruto Displaced if I wasn't already a Undead Big Daddy." Charlie chuckled as he waved Ahriman off, "Well, what little I know about the "good guys'" forces is yours, look me up someday when I get better at combat and we'll go another few rounds."

“I'll consider it….though it won't be likely. Because at the end of this war, I will have become even stronger.” Ahriman muttered, vanishing into his Kamui.

Charlie and Theresa

"You do know you're gonna be helping these ponies out, right?" Theresa asked as she approached Charlie, who rolled his eyes as he finished making a new Bonfire.

Seconds after the unnatural flames started it's dance, ash poured from the base of the fire and formed five figures; one six armed, Undead Big Sister, two Excavators and two Constructors. "Gaht them Dahd-dy."

Charlie sighed as he ignored Freja, "You guys go find survivors, I don't expect many, or any, but it's the least we can do seeing as this world just possibly lost all of it's princesses... as well as their really sick king, but no-one will miss that sick prick too much."

Theresa sighed as she sat down, 'This is gonna take a while.' As Charlie was walking away from the new Bonfire, she noticed something, "Hey Charlie, what happened to your hand?"

Charlie looked at the chainsword for a moment before shrugging, "No idea Theresa, I just hope I don't find it somewhere in the rubble."

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Buh-da-da-da-dum, snap snap.
Buh-da-da-da-dum, snap snap.

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"Almost anywhere is better than here." Theresa agreed.

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Buh-da-da-da-dum,
Buh-da-da-da-dum,
Buh-da-da-da-dum, snap, "Wait! That hand is not Thing!"

Charlie's hand flipped the bunch of freaks off as it ducked into Thing's box, pausing only to throw a tied-up Thing out.

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"I blame magic, everything in these worlds are always magic's fault." Charlie told Theresa as they walked off towards Ponyville, "Who knows what kind of trouble my hand is getting into."

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"Wednesday, shoot it!"

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"Regardless, what did you do to the copy?" Theresa asked as they approached the sounds of suffering, muted by the rubble.

"I may have checked a few things out, for a clone or whatever, the guy had an extensive amount of memories. There's good news, no news and bad news. I never looked too deep, but what I did catch a glimpse of, defiantly bad, the guy's a sick puppy that's chasing after The Fountain of Youth's cousin, The Sea of Eternity." Charlie frowned as he came to a stop in front of the destroyed town, boulders bigger than him everywhere. "Bad enough the freak killed whoever he was before this, but to start a war, just for a small grudge match?!”

"Should I take Freja with me and go warn some of the others?" Theresa asked. Her uncle considered it for a moment, before he shook his head and most of his body. "Why not, that seems like something they could use."

Charlie looked down at the chainsword, seeing it as a part of him, "Right now, fuck 'em, I'm busy."

The Ahriman Edo Tensei reappeared at the Cadian Gate, chuckling.

“Too bad for Charlie that he couldn't get past my mental barriers. Of course, I've been keeping my mental barriers on that specific plan….but of course, the original wasn't stupid enough to put in his real plans into my head. Now, I can return, and give him the information I gathered.” He put his hands together, making three hand signs. His body began to crumble, turning to tiny pieces of paper as the fragment of Ahriman's soul returned to the main body.

G4COD's author's note; Well, I blame the internet for encouraging me to be as wild as possible... also, a short list of a couple of worlds that were going to be wrecked instead of this one.

For the Emperor and the UNSC! (Old version)

by Titan Commander Sebaste

Bonus chapter: Ahriman vs Charlie