At the edge of known space, a single guardsman stares into the battlefield, the rain gets into his eyes and forces him to close them.
The sounds of bombs exploding and ancient machinery can be heard all over, soon the entire regiment is well entrenched and is ordered to fire at the enemy. However, when the commissar yells at the guardsmen and is about to shoot him for his cowardliness, the guardsmen open fire.
Missing every shot except two, one hitting the general right between the eyes and the second killing the Commissar by dropping a group of barrels on top of him.
Oddly enough this act of betrayal improves squads morale and even helps them in improving their tactical practice.
However, when the fighting was done and even if the entire squad survived, the guardsman was captured and shipped off to a penal colony. The few officers he knew, which were far in between, spoke somewhat good words arguing that the squad's continuous survival was proof of his usefulness.
The sentence suited the guardsman just fine, after all, he needed room to do what he needed and if that meant being left behind in some alien world, just because he was a petty criminal so be it.
So why was this guardsman so happy, you see he isn't from this universe. In fact, he woke up one day and a soldier told him he was recruited into the guard, forced to hold a gun and start fighting.
There was no training or anything, he learned how to shoot while fighting, his only possessions were two things a notebook with a lot of symbols and a book that showed the weapon designs and drawings of different fictional characters.
There was only a small set of words said between him and a sister of battle, as he was being transported to the colony and oddly enough they were enough to get him sent to a completely different world.
''I'll be back.'' were the small set of words he spoke, before he was dragged away and sent out to some alien world with only a backpack, that had a little amount of food-water, his notebook, and the character book.
So just like that, he was shoved into a box and shot into space.
The moment the trash pod landed was the moment he felt himself throw up. Unfortunately, he did it, while he was upside down.
Even as the door blasted itself open allowing him to leave the trash pod, he laid there, trying to grasp his breath. Smelly and tired, but alive, unfortunately, he wasn't able to enjoy the fact that he was alive.
As the pod began to creak and moan, somehow breaking down under its own weight. The impact was too much for it and it was only a miracle that it was holding out for as long as it was, hell the fact that it didn't break down when it hit the ground was a miracle on its own.
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Guy quickly turned around and ran out as fast as his unresponding body would allow him.
Then in an instant, a creaking sound stopped him from moving, as if the very sound had a commanding tone and Guy for some reason turned around and looked at his now destroyed home.
Using some of the water from his canteen to wash away the vomit and quickly opened his notebook. Finding the design he is looking for in the back of the notebook, guy tears out a page and begins to trace a summoning circle.
''Alright, better make this count. I'm going to need someone that can fight, can be controlled, he should be able to heal and just in case powerful.''
''That's it, Orihime from Bleach. She can fight and is capable of undoing a lot of damage from enemies, besides I don't think I could control someone like an Eldar god'' Guy said to himself, as he tried to think of someone he could use.
However, Guy failed to notice that the moment he began to speak to himself, he accidentally stepped on the summoning circle. The magic circle instantly responded and found the slight light of a Goddess.
Deep within the warp in the Garden of Rot, Isha saw a tiny light near her and as she reached to touch it. The Eldar goddess bore witness to the world outside her rusted cage of disease.
However she was still trapped, yet she could feel an unknown power drawing her to it. So she quickly made her choice, after all, a small amount of freedom was better than none, so she sent out a piece of herself and hoped that wherever she ended up, would be better than where she currently was.
The strange power twisted her avatar and from her slender perfect eldar form, she was turned into a thin yet beautiful human woman. Her long green hair was now black and wave like, her skin was pale and for some reason, she now wore a thick set of clothes that covered every part of her.
In front of her, she could see a human man, who smelled horrible, the contents of his stomach were spilled all over him. He was of average size and in all honesty, she felt as if she would normally want to be away from such a weakling.
However, a mark on her arm forced her to want to be with him, she was still a goddess of fertility and she could feel her urges taking over, however, the man's next words threw her off, far more than his looks and smell.
''Ah come on I messed up the spell. Well, I suppose you're a better option if I had summoned someone like Saber or' 'His words were cut off instantly as the summoning circle she stood on burned in power.
Isha instinctively moved slightly tearing the parchment as she moved.
''The man should have drawn it on something stronger'' Isha thought to herself.
In a white light a woman with peach skin, long blond hair held in a ponytail, a blue combat dress, with silver-white knight armor of human design and a god forged weapon of a pantheon of the Humans, stood before the two of them.
With a commanding voice, she said. ''I am Servant Saber, I ask if you are you, my master?''
''Yes'' Guy answered, instantly a mark appeared on his left arm, but for some reason, Isha could see that on his right a separate mark that tied her to him was present.
Isha was only slightly irritated, the woman was given a full combat attire, while she wore a green jumpsuit that did nothing for her.
Her clothing did resemble her summoners, Isha could see a red mark on the man's neck. She immediately knew the man was wearing an explosive collar.
''Right, three things, first please step aside before we or better said I summon someone else'' Guy said to the two women, as he bent down and notice that the summoning circle was completely torn off from the page it was written on.
Part of the summoning circle was on the mysterious woman's foot, the other piece was attached to Saber boot.
''Second, my name is...just call me Guy'' he said as he unbuttoned the top part of his jumpsuit and this is an explosive collar. Meaning I can be killed at any moment, luckily for me the guy that put this thing on really, really hated the guys I killed and left the lock off, so I can tackle it off whenever I want.''
''Finally, we're on an alien world'' Guy said, as he pointed at the sky,y that held three planets that could be seen even if it was during the day.
''My master is a criminal and I somehow am now stuck in the world that is his punishment!'' Saber said, her voice was cold and filled with rage.
''Yeah'' Guy said, not really caring for Sabers overreaction.
''Master, if I may'' Isha said interrupting the two humans exchange. ''You wouldn't happen to know what world we're on would you?''
''No, I was just tossed out and landed over there'' Guy pointed at his wrecked trash pod.
''By the way Saber you should change into something that resembles the clothes she and I are wearing because what you're wearing right now is not very good for blending in,'' Guy said to saber, who was covered in a white light, that momentarily left her naked and instantly replaced her clothes with a green jumpsuit.
However, the three didn't manage to say any words after that, for in the instant Sabers clothes fully materialized, several soldiers surrounded the three and slammed the on to the ground.
Moments later the three were hosed down, inspected by the medical staff just to see if they had any diseases capable of starting a plague and released into a field with several other prisoners.
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Saber was mad no she was beyond mad. Not only was she treated like a lowly prisoner, every part of her was checked and she meant every part. When they saw she had no explosive collar they placed one on her.
The accursed thing was tight and made it hard to swallow and now she was forced to stay in the hot sun with all of these lowly criminals.
Her master and the woman that had yet to identify herself, both waited for her in the field.
The smell of chemicals-sweat-narcotics-various oils and several more smells that were so bad, they actually stung her eyes.
''Alright garbage you're here because you all failed in the Emperor's eyes and if you are going to have any form of redeeming your selves you do it here.''
''So die for the Emperor and hope he forgives you'' A man who was accompanied by several soldiers all of the witches wore helmets and medals of all kinds said to everyone on the field.
"Squad seven, team fire, squad eight'' someone said until it was her master's turn, the man issuing their roles simply chuckle to himself at the sight of her master.
''Unit'' he said before licking his lips as he looked at the other woman ''Chambers."
''Waite'' Guy said before the back of a gun hit his stomach sending him to the ground in pain.
Saber instantly moved along with the unknown woman and forced the man back. ''With all due respect we're altogether'' Saber said to the man, as several soldiers aimed their guns at the three of them.
''Whatever you're all going to be dead anyway. The three of you belong to Unit now.'' the man said as he continued to assign positions to the rest of the prisoners.
So after being forced to walk for three hours under the sun, they were met with the sight of a completely empty shed, its only occupant was a man that had a mechanical arm and had a significant amount of muscles on him.
The smell of sweat-alcohol and less satisfying smells reached her and as repugnant as they were Saber could tell that they all had a purpose.
The oils were clearly from the man repairing whatever machinery he was using, he had obviously been sweating under the hot sun and considering there was no restroom. The less than kind odor lingered.
Saber had seen places like these before, they were meant to show theprisoner\slave their place and how little worth they were.
"Hey'' her master began, only for the man to turn around and throw a large radio attached to a backpack at him.
Saber was about to say something when the man threw a large gun at her and to the other woman he threw a small pistol.
''Alright, listen up. You three are in Unit now, no one has lived past two weeks here, so I don't need to know your names or get to know you.'' the man said to them.
''You'' he said to her master.
''Yeah'' Guy answered.
''Your job is communication'' the man told her master of his position before pointing at Saber and the unknown woman.
''You two, shoot and make sure you hit something,'' he said as he began to walk.
''We have our orders. Make it to the other side'' he said as he began to walk and the three of them followed.
They arrived at a massive wall one that acted as some sort of divider, Saber could instantly tell that something was off about it. The way the walls were designed, just how they curved and the way the air seemed to shift just by being near it.
Walls are normally put to either protect those inside and make sure the people or whatever remains safe.
Saber would have expected it to be like that, but no every part of her instincts told her that this one in front of her was the complete opposite. There were no guards stopping anyone from going near it and in fact, there was a huge sign saying you keep what you can get.
That's when it hit her, this was a prison within a prison, but what could be so dangerous that it needed to be kept locked up. Not only that every prisoner like them was holding some sort of weapon.
''Attention trash, like you know we have received a new batch of useless material. So we need to separate what's useful from the trash.'' Saber began to feel a combination of rage and fear as she heard those words, coming from the loudspeakers and wanted to lash out at them even if she couldn't see who was speaking thru them.
''As usual, when things get overused they break, so we might as well get rid of any defective materials.'' The man continued to speak and Saber could actually feel, the sadistic joy coming from the robotic voice.
''So if you trash want to live, reach to the exit on the other side'' the voice said through the loudspeakers, Saber could somehow see the smile on the person's face.
As a large pair of metal doors opened and everyone began to walk in, what greeted them was a thick jungle, yet it was an odd jungle. There were leaves that were too large, plants that had an odd color that could never be natural.
Then there was the other thing every hole that she passes wasn't a hole, no they were footprints.
Saber could see her master with him she could see the unknown woman, they both walked quietly, her master wide-eyed and gave an off the feeling of fear.
It was obvious the man had never been in thru war and if he had, he had never learned to control his emotions.
The woman, however, was taking leaves from every tree she could get her hands on and at one point Saber saw her briefly stopping before picking up an old dirty backpack. Needless to say, the woman began to fill the backpack with everything she could get her hands on.
Saber could see that everyone around her now wielded another weapon or had something else on them. Still, Saber didn't dare say a word or make a sound, she was certain that she could face whatever was inside the accursed place, but her master was with her and she doubted the man would survive an encounter with whatever it was.
As Saber walked she felt her foot hit something, as he looked down she saw the corpse of a man holding some sort of sword with teeth on it.