Hello, I am LunatixGamer and this is my first fanfic. I've never done this sort of writing before and would appreciate constructive criticism, but no hateful complaints please and thank you. Now, onto the story!

-Percy Jackson-

I awoke to see a dark forest around me. I went to grab Riptide from my pocket, but for some reason it wasn't there. Another kid with spiky green hair stood up just a few feet from me. I realized that all around me were unfamiliar faces. A blonde girl with a notebook and a small man with overalls and a red hat also were getting up. By their panic-stricken faces I could tell they had no idea what was going on either. That is, except a guy in a black overcoat.

"Must be the game," he said calmly, "This looks nothing like the online beta though."

He waved his hand in front of him and opened a hovering menu. He pressed a button and the next second, there were two swords on his back. The blonde girl shakily copied the guy, bringing out a pen instead of a sword. She opened her notebook, which had Death Note on the front, and placed the pen to it.

"Tell me what's going on or I swear I'll kill you all!" she said.

"Girlie, I don't know how many shrooms you've had," the man in the overalls and the red hat said, "But you can't kill me with a book."

"Oh, yeah?!" she said and then scribbled something into the book, "Then you should serve as a fine example, Mario!"

I didn't know what to think. Even for a guy with ADHD, too much was going on. I tried to copy the kid in the overcoat's movements and brought up a menu with three unequipped items:

"Weapon - Sword - Riptide"

"Magic - Elemental - Water Manipulation"

"Magic - Elemental - Water Healing"

I pressed "Equip All" and felt the Riptide appear in my pocket. Suddenly the man named Mario fell over, clutching his chest. He shuddered for a minute and then collapsed fully to the ground, dead.

"What the heck?" the kid in the overcoat said, raising eyebrow.

"What kind of book is that?" he asked the girl, "It must be a spellbook of necromancy."

"She just killed somebody!" the kid with green hair said, "This isn't a game!"

"Of course it is," the kid in the overcoat said uneasily.

"That is where you are incorrect," a booming voice said from above.

We all looked up see a cloaked figure in the sky.

"I've always wondered who would win a fight between people from other worlds," the figure said in a maniacal voice, "So I designed all this." He spread his arms. "To decide the largest 'Who Would Win Battle' ever!"

He voice shook the ground.

"So I simply copied your real personalities onto those of A.I. and now I will have you fight to the death till there is only one standing," the person continued, "And that one shall be able to recreate this world as he sees fit, and even bring people back from the dead."

I thought about Silena, Bianca, and all those who had fallen. It would be amazing to bring them back, but at the cost of killing even people I didn't know, it wasn't an option.

"That is all," the figure said, "Have fun!"

He disappeared. Everyone looked at each other, as if prepared to strike. Suddenly others emerged from the trees around, including a tall man with no face, a man with a suit of armor and glowing red sword, and a clown lookalike in a tuxedo.

"Well," the clown said, "This'll be fun!"

And everything went to hell.

Once again please comment with constructive criticism, and also please feel free to suggest other worlds/characters to add to the story. Till next chapter!