*This is probably the first time I'm doing a male viper/female viper story for the X-com series. It will be mature no doubt about it so expect some mature content. Inspired by the story Warm Scales, The Xcom Viper and a Gamer's Journey(Kudos to those authors for making such a great story and giving me an inspiration to do this) and a bit from this war of mine. I don't own X-com or any possible references you may be familiar with. I only own my OCS. This is my first X-com story so go easy on me. Constructive criticism is acceptable if I mess up on something.*

"They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for one's country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason." ― Ernest Hemingway.

Chapter 1

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"You're seriously thinking of letting those two Vipers join us?"

"And why not? They saved your life from certain death when you were wounded from an ADVENT trooper, Kelly."

"Commander, you can't be serious. They-"

"Stop for a second, Central. Those two are not what you think. Those two were test subjects from an ADVENT facility where "volunteers" are put. As you may suspect, those two were not voulnteers. They were kidnapped by ADVENT with the help of subject's parents who were scientists working in that facility according to the disk Vulpe found.

"What? That's sick...how could they do that to their kids like that?"

"I'm sure you recognize one of them, Major."

"Yeah...my little brother. His name is Dante. ...Christ...if I knew ADVENT would stoop to this low I would've prevented it from happening."

"It's not your fault, Major. You didn't know."

"Yeah...you're right...but at least he's still alive...that's all that manners."

"How are you sure they aren't in ADVENT control?"

"Someone removed the chips out of their skulls judging from the scars on their heads. I don't think anyone could do such a procedure perfectly unless the one who did the procedure was possibly a defective ADVENT scientist. Your brother is lucky to have someone remove that chip out of them otherwise he would've harmed himself or worse if performed prematurely if he ever tried removing it himself."

"Yeah..."

"...Fine but we're keeping an eye on them so they don't do anything stupid."

"Fair enough, Central."

"I hope you know what you're doing..."

(Dante's pov)

1 month earlier

Have you played a favorite game you always loved and would always loved playing the hell out of day and night? ...Okay...well how about you wake up one day, finding yourself in a video game universe that you know and right off the fucking bat...something bad happens to you...have you ever had that experience? ...No? Of course you haven't...but I have. It started off when I finished playing X-Com 2 and I swear I kept hearing scientists shouting that the anesthetic was wearing off. I thought "Hm...I must be having a bad dream." Keep in mind that I had no idea how I got warped into the game when I was sleeping. So...I wake up...and I see scientists with ADVENT logos on their jackets making me squirm in fear as I started screaming in a panic only to be injected with the anesthetic knocking the daylights out of me.

So I wake up probably a day or two and...and I see myself looking at what I have become...an alien...a fucking Viper(male thankfully). I felt angry...pissed...wanting to kill them for what they did to me...but I didn't want to do anything stupid...yet. I waited the opportunity for me to strike.

"Hello, Honey. What do you think of your new look?" Asked my so called mother.

This is one of those scenarios in Fanfiction stories I read where when you get put in another universe(like a video game or movie you know.) and you get a new family that you probably or probably not know and it can go bad or good depending on the universe and in my situation...it's worse(possibly). I hissed at her in a fit of rage as an ADVENT trooper pointed his rifle at me to prevent me from harming the woman. That rifle is aimed to my head and even if I start a fight with the trooper, the whole facility could be on high alert and I could be in a huge disadvantage.

"I know you don't like your new appearance but it's a small price to pay for the greater good." She smirks.

The greater good?! She would experiment her own son for the greater good?! That bitch...I look away from her still in anger as the woman chuckled a bit. I don't see how she found it funny but it was starting to piss me off.

"Don't worry, Dante. You'll get used to-"

"I...hate...you...you're not my mother...you're a monster." I interrupted her with a growl.

This seems to have taken her off guard when I said that as she got silent from what she was about to say as she and the trooper left me alone while closing the cell door...

Days have gone bye and it was getting worse for me...why? The other vipers...the female ones. I can already hear your sick minds saying something like "Heeeyyy! You're a lucky man!". No, you sick fuck...I'm nothing but a sack of meat for them...well to some that is. They had an interest to me for one thing and that one thing always pissed me off: breeding. Something about populating the viper race or something like that. Well I can tell you this when they said this. They had no love. No care and certainly not in a friendly manner. Thankfully I was in no mood for their shit and would tell them to fuck off and if that didn't work I let my machete(the woman gave it to me for some reason but I can guess it's my weapon of choice.) do the talking(I didn't kill them if that was your concern.) and it usually happens during or after my training. When it was time for me do a mission for the first time, I wasn't prepared of what happened next...Genocide. it was 00:02 AM at Europe, Spain, as ADVENT troopers and officers started killing innocent people who didn't support ADVENT. It was...madness...complete madness. We're talking about defenseless innocent people here...people who weren't willing to fight...I could hear their screams that would haunt me for life...children crying...while others begged for mercy only to be shot on sight. everytime I refused to kill them, the officer would either give me a warning or point his gun at me and kill me for disobedience. Yeah...I'd like to see him try. so I did...what was right. I killed the ADVENT troopers and officers by cutting them into fucking pieces with my machete...one by one...once that was done...I escaped to somewhere safe...

Never thought I'd end up running and hiding from my former "comrades". But that's how things turned out. Then again...they never cared about me but their own goals. I've seen enough bloodshed for once...and it's time this war ends...once and for all.

My name is Dante Vera...and this is my story of my survival in the X-Com universe...