Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or series in this story except for those that are mine.
A/n: This is my first story that I've written that actually is for the pure joy of it. It may get boring at times, may get too hyped up at times, but then again, so is life. This story stemmed from my thoughts on what would happen if all the universes created by entertainment all merged into one story. Something like that had already been attempted, something called Kingdom Hearts. But I wanted to go further, and so, this was created. I hope you enjoy it as it continues and I get better at storytelling.
A Soldier's Trials
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End
Utter darkness. That was all the two cloaked figures could see. Loud screams pierce the darkness, coming from every direction. The two stood still, oblivious to the pain all around them. Then, suddenly, one spoke.
"The plan is nearly complete. Soon, He will be able to break free of the chains that have held him here for so long."
The other replied, "But of course. However, there are still problems looming ahead. Do not forget, Captain, that if we do not destroy the keys that can lock him away again-"
"Do not worry, my Lord. My men have already located the guardians. All we need to do now is to wait until they reveal the location of the keys. It will not be difficult."
"See to it that it that the keys are destroyed soon. He will not be pleased if He finds out that we took so long to find the keys. He is already displeased as it is. I will not lose my life due to your stupidity. Is that understood Captain?"
Frightened, he responded, "Yes, my Lord."
"…Good. Now, get the hell out of my sight."
The Captain took a step forward into the darkness and disappeared. The lone figured continued to stand in place. He then sighed. "As long as that fucking angel doesn't interfere with our plans…" he muttered. He then marched forward, continuing straight into the darkness.
Crunch.
He looked down at his feet. Sand. Black sand. The waves of an ocean reached his ears. He smiled, a crooked smile showing on his face. "Perfect," he thought. "Now, where is that prisoner?" He looked around, searching for the prisoner. He spotted a rock near the waves. He strolled to the rock and looked around. There was a chained up, blue-hair, bruised, but beautiful female behind the rock, wearing a tattered piece of clothing. She was lying down on the sand. She looked up, red eyes staring at the man.
"What do we have here? Tears?" said the man. He slapped her across the face. "You pitiful bitch. Did you really think that you could protect them?" She continued to stare at him. "I have found the guardians whom you gave the keys to. It is futile to resist. Just tell me what the keys look like, and I'll spare you a painful death." She continued to remain silent.
"Silence, eh? Just remember, there is no escape. You will die, and so will your friends." She started crying again. "Oh, don't worry. I won't kill you just yet. You may still have some uses left in you." He started turning around to walk away, but then turned around suddenly, with a face of remembrance. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. Your dear friends, at least the two you trained with, are gone." She came at him, her hand in a fist, but was stopped short by the chain around her ankle. The man chuckled, and then threw at punch at her face. She fell back onto the sand, bruised. His eyes glinted with anger. He snarled, "Don't you dare do that again, bitch. Never forget, you are powerless here! At least your two Keyblade wielding friends had enough sense to just give up. You're just a tool, a tool to be used, and don't you forget it! No one will save you."
With that, the man stormed off the beach, into a portal of darkness. She just sat there, sobbing. She looked up at the starless sky and whispered, "Please, Hunter, make sure Cloud and Lightning stay safe." And with that, she fainted, exhausted from the encounter with Lord Sheppard.
A familiar hum of a Jeep passed by the black haired and masculine soldier, leaning against a Republic barrack, which provided shade in the heat of summer. Far in the distance, the clacking of boots on pavement gave away the troopers marching in the early morning. The soldier took a deep breath. The air still smelled fresh here. The winds of war had yet to reach Earth. The soldier sighed. Just then, his ears perk up to the sound of boots. He turned around toward the sound and saw a private walking towards him. The private looked exhaust.
"Sir, General Steele wants to see you," gasped out the private. Catching his breath, he included, "Apparently, he's gathering all the Spartans for a meeting. You better hurry up."
The Spartan just sighed, and got up from his position against the wall. From that position, the private saw the Spartan in his full glory: clean-shaven, powerful, and indeed, wearing a scar across his left eye. "Understood," responded the Spartan coolly. He began his short walk toward the briefing room.
Once there, the Spartan took a seat in the back of the room. He folded one leg over the other and waited, staring into the space in front of him. A video screen appeared in the front of the room and clicked on. The chiseled face of General Steele appeared.
"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, since we're all here, let's get started," began General Steele. "As we all know, rebel forces have been pounding Republic troops for the last 4 months. Reinforcements are always being sent, but the rebels have been able to hold out in their positions a lot longer than the higher-ups would like. Not even the Republic Commandos have been making much progress in this war. The higher-ups, they want this war to end quickly and with as few lives lost as necessary. That being said, President Brown has authorized the use of you Spartans. All of you will be heading down to the armory to receive your new weapons and armor and your mission. Oh, except for John and Hunter. Dismissed." And the video screen went black and flipped back up into the ceiling.
The other Spartans got up from their seats, scuffing up the floor. John slowly rose and headed for Steele's office. Hunter just stood there, with his leg still folded over the other. 15 minutes later, John came out.
"He's ready to see you."
Hunter slowly unfolded his leg and coolly got up. He brushed past John and went down the hallway to Steele's office. He stopped at the door and knocked.
"Come in, son," came a calm, yet commanding voice.
The door slid open, and Hunter went in and stood in front of the desk. He quickly scanned the area. The plain room held only a desk, 2 gray chairs, a computer, and one graying general. There were no personal effects in the office.
"At ease, soldier. Have a seat, son."
Hunter remained standing.
Steele just looked at him, questioning. Then he just sighed. "Okay, then. Your choice. Either way, you and John have been each assigned a special assignment. Due to your successful mission suppressing the rebellions on Japan, President Brown personally wants you to take this mission."
"Does it look like I even have a choice in the matter?" said Hunter coolly.
"Not really, son. Still, you are one of the best among the Spartans, so it's no surprise the President would pick you." Hunter just grunted. "Back on the topic of your mission. You'll be going to the planet Hoth. I believe you had a mission back there on that icy planet, no?" Hunter just nodded. "Right. Anyway, a major rebel base was located there 2 weeks ago. We have a regiment down there to take care of them. Your mission is to help them eliminate the rebels and locate a Dr. Isaac Jones, a former Republic scientist who defected to the rebels. He's a bioweapon developer. Find him, and capture him alive. You'll have help from 2 Republic Knights that are on the ground. We clear?"
"Understood. Locate Dr. Jones and capture him alive."
"Good. Off you go, son. Q's waiting for you in the armory. Dismissed."
With that, Hunter turned to walk away, when he thought he heard a whisper.
"Sir?"
"Hm?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
Hunter strained his ears. He didn't hear anything. "Never mind, sir." He continued his path out of the office. The door slid close behind him. Then he again thought he heard a whisper, but this time louder. He stopped in his tracks.
"What…"
"Please, Hunter, make sure Cloud and Lightning say safe."
Hunter's blue eyes grew wide. He recognized that voice.
"Aqua," he whispered.
Hunter continued walking, however, this time, with a new sense of urgency.
A/n: And so ends the first chapter. Remember to rate and review and, if you want, requests what characters/worlds you would like to see added here. But I'm beginning to think that I've bitten off more than I can chew. Anyway, I'll be updating soon. As for which characters are not mine and where they're from, I'll begin placing a list after each chapter for any new characters introduced in that chapter.
For now:
Aqua-KH:BBS
John-Halo
Cloud-FF7
Lightning-FF13
Q-007
Every other character is original.