Author's Note: I don't own none of the Video Game Characters or there games, I just to make an Awesome Crossover between them. another thing this is Rated M, for Cursing, Violence, drug use, and possible Lemons in the Future even if that chance is very slim.

PS: if you read the original version of this Chapter, I'll grant you my respect, because I kinda changed it almost immediately as I posted it... This Chapter has been remade again, so congrats... third time's the charm I guess. This is more as a token to the 1200 readers that somehow have at least found the description of my Work amusing and read it, even if just a little, for you I Remake Chapter 1 through 6, Mostly any chapter that the word count is below 5K is getting a remaster. so I hope I have not bored you all with this Author notes, without any other delay... enjoy HEROES IN ARMS. -Dreyfuss.

HEROES IN ARMS ACT.1: INTERDIMENSIONAL WAR.

CHAPTER ONE: THE BEGINNING.

"Our Universe since its Creation, it expands constantly, never truly being seeing in its full size for obvious reasons. Life oddly ever is generated or even found in that matter actually, but there's parallel Dimensions where this isn't the case"- Anonymous.

"It's scarcely believed that our world possesses an infinite amount of "Parallel" dimensions, these ranging from a world where The Americas was never discovered by Christopher Columbus, A dimension were the National Socialist German Workers' Party or as they were most commonly known The Nazis won the War and even a dimension were Earth was completely left barren after the Cold War became too tense and broke into a third World War; Luckily these "Parallel Worlds" or "Alternative Timelines" never managed to play out for us. There's even one step further were it is "Believed" that these timelines and dimensions could be explored if science manages to find a way to adapt Einstein's equation of Energy equals mass times the speed of light squared" or simply "E=Mc2"; Until that time comes, one could only ask, What could've happened differently in our History?... The answer may never be truly known."

Now, throughout all of reality, rifts are opening creating gateways between dimensions and realities leading to uneasy alliances between unknowns, conflict and war are also great possibilities.

SOMEWHERE IN SPACE, LYLAT SYSTEM (DIMENSION N6-43C)-

The Great Fox, Is a large spacecraft that serves as the headquarters for the Star Fox squadron. It was currently under attack by unknown ships of some very hostile race of aliens never encountered in the Lylat System, the Star Fox team was on the defensive trying to escort their giant ship towards Corneria, unfortunately for them and there plans, there's too many enemies to deal with; The Great fox had sustained a great amount of damage and as a result it had a giant chunk of its right side completely blown off while it's main thruster was also quite damaged but still functional.

Corneria was in chaos as enemy ships continue to enter its atmosphere and rain death, while most of the attacking force prevents the defenders from leaving and entering the planet, which includes the Star Fox mercenary squadron and the Star Wolf Squadron who were caught in the fight when engaging Fox's team earlier.

The Star Wolf team was completely overwhelmed by the enemy forces in a matter of minutes prompting them to stick together and retreat leaving The Star Fox Squadron alone; Thanks to the Star Wolf's retreat, Fox McCloud and his team were stretched too thin against these hostile forces to the point were their ships have received lots of damage and they're ready to retreat into Corneria. The black and red light ships continue to pour out from a moon sized rift 32,347 kilometers away from the Great Fox however due to how fast the ships arrive to the battle it makes the fact that their entry rift is far seem completely irrelevant.

The Star Fox in question then receives a transmission from an unknown source, he answers it just before blasting one of the tough enemy ships down. upon looking down at his screen he sees that the feed is very glitchy and the person communicating is a red impish like creature with cybernetic body parts and a rather evil aura cascading from its glare towards Fox:

The Grox: Surrender We-wea-weakling or d-d-d-die-die by the G-gro-Grox's mig-ght! -Its voice was deep, mostly computerized and very glitchy, its cybernetic eye focuses on his face on a different monitor shouting something in some unknown language and grimaces at the response-

Fox McCloud: Sorry but we will not surrender!... Leave the Lylat System at once! -he responds just as more Grox Spacecrafts swarm around the Great Fox-

The Grox: "S-sor-so-so-sorry...?" -it's robotic eye looks at Fox, he sees as the eye starts glowing and data/lines of code run up its screen-... Wea-Weakling refuses Grox's Ord-ord-order?!... Y-y-y-y-yes, you'll be s-s-s-s-sorry!... GROX WILL D-D-DD-DDRESTROY YOU! -he shouts causing sparks and loud ear piecing static shrieks and glitchy sounds that end up forcing Cloud to shut communications-

Fox tried contacting his squadmates but their communications are now jammed by these "Grox" aliens, as he tries heading towards the Great Fox he sees as one of his team's Arwings is swarmed and destroyed with a fiery blast, he's unable to feel grief properly before he witnesses another get it's cockpit exploded by a direct impact from a Kamikaze Grox Ship; As Fox tries desperately to restore communications he's shot by a Proton Missile that blows his entire right wing off and somehow it miraculously did not damage the Cockpit's seal. With the right wing destroyed he loses control and ends up crashing against the Great Fox, which by now has been completely immobilized by the lack of functional thrusters.

He's forced to watch as the Great Fox is swarmed by dozens of the Grox ships blasting it with their lasers and missiles, attacking like an enraged swarm of yellow-jacket wasps. After ten long seconds of missiles and lasers, the giant ship is destroyed as it splits in two with a enormous explosion, leaving Fox's decommissioned Arwing floating among the debris.

Dazed and wounded, Fox McCloud sees as the last remaining Arwings stand their ground before one charges forward towards the Grox while the other escapes away from the Lylat System; Whomever was taking on the Grox on their own was brave enough to sacrifice themselves but their identity would be lost as their ship was torn to shreds with lasers and missiles. afterwards the Grox destroy the self-sacrificing Arwing they don't follow the one escaping but focus their efforts on planet Corneria, firing at it with their weapons while their WMDs gets ready. The Leader of Star Fox drifts in and out of consciousness due to his wounds, the last thing he saw before he was killed was how the lush planet of Corneria stated to swell up, turns into a ball of fire, magma and gases then lastly explodes in gigantic fiery blast that completely wipes out everything remotely around its atmosphere with blinding light... The Star Fox Leader was Killed by this blast along side all hope for the Lylat System against The Grox's attack... From the Shadows, the entity responsible for opening the rift from where the Grox emerged from evilly smiles at the death and destruction it has unleashed in this dimension.

THE PLANET OF PANDORA, DIMENSION B3-74N, THE "BORDERLANDS" REALITY-

The Celestial body known as Pandora had claimed many ill prepared conquerors, adventurers and explorers throughout the years and possibly centuries but its newest batch of unwelcome guests did not come on purpose but by mistake and now their currently trying to escape not only the Strange and very aggressive fauna, its deadly inhabitants but also their shadowy pursuers; August Benedict, Sgt Ernest Igrin, M.M. D'Caliber mostly called Marquis and Deande from the "Battleborn'' reality fight and flee through the Old Haven and the members of the Crimson Lance faction while escaping an army of shadow people some wearing masquerade masks, many of them shooting lightning, fire or ice from their hands and all of them noticeably deformed and twisted where they seemed like they've been living in the inside of a Nuclear crater.

The small team of Battleborn ended up taking shelter in the far northwest area of the region, watching as the Crimson Lance fights the deformed humans known as Splicers, while occasionally killing a Lancer or a splicer that sees and charges at them; High above the sky begins turning an Inky black and very dark purple with wicked evil looking Lightning strikes, the wind turned infernal and the whole region was shrouded in darkness, not enough to be impossible to see but enough to resemble midnight in the middle of winter.

Pendles, the strange reptile of the species named Roa, was missing from the group, he was right behind them a few minutes ago and now he wasn't, the remaining battleborn fired and slay any hostiles that come their way but quickly begin to retreat as the shadows begin to simply shrug off damage, around them the Lancers quickly die out leaving a legion of Shadow Splicer Clones, their bodies looking hazy and shrouded in dark energy similar to when someone enters Villainous Mode level three in the Xenoverse Reality thanks to the entity called Demigra.

Before they all could be killed by the shadows a new rift opened behind them causing all of the battleborn to accidentally stumble into it shortly before closing, saving their lives as the World of Pandora is shrouded in eternal darkness... all while none of them spoke a single word... Odd.

UNKNOWN PLANET WITHIN DIMENSION J1-06X, HALO REALITY-

After stopping Cortana's plan, Spartan John-117 or The Master Chief, Osiris Fire-team and Blue team are now stranded in a Unexplored Planet which fellow Spartan Edward Buck named Albany; Three days after crash landing their hijacked ship into Planet "Albany" Both Blue and Osiris, accompanied by The Arbiter, have made an Makeshift camp where they are taking a well deserved and needed rest. As like their suburbanites, Master Chief and Locke's Armor have been Damaged greatly in the battle against Cortana, Much more than the rest of the Spartans but certainly not as serious as the damage sustained by Arbiter. Thel 'Vadam(ee) or Arbiter is asleep, covered in wounds like previously mentioned, his Energy Sword secured to his hip and the weapons he used in the previous battle neatly placed to his side for quick access if a future battle shall commence. Spartan-IV Jameson Locke was scouting about the large rocky field that surrounded their chosen camp site, along with Locke was Spartan Olympia Vale, scouting the opposite direction as she preferred. Petty Officer Second Class Kelly-087, Junior Grade Lieutenant Frederic-104 and Petty Officer Second Class Linda-058 are currently sitting around a campfire, the soft melodic wind was for a moment the only sound in the silent night:

Kelly-087: Frederic do you have any Shotgun rounds left?... mine is Dry as an bone... -She broke the silence gesturing at Frederic-

Frederic-104: No, don't have any on me.

Linda-058: Here take these... -She Gives Kelly some shotgun rounds that she had stored away-

Kelly-087: Thanks. -Then the silence resumed as if it never was interrupted-

Frederic is sitting on a rock contemplating the campfire while in the other side of it fireteam Osiris, Arbiter and Chief were recovering; Locke returned from his scouting taking a seat next to Spartan Edward Buck whom was simply checking his Battle Rifle:

Buck: Damn... you are banged up bad. -As he notices the large chunks of dented armor and battle damage-

Locke: You don't look too good yourself... -He responded as he placed his weapon down and inspected Buck's wounds, Minor but one could never be too sure-

After returning from Scouting, Olympia Vale went and placed some dried "bark" from the surrounding vegetation on the flames to keep it lit, then she sat down and placed her M20 SMG on the ground. Locke, as he finished checking Buck for any possible wounds (Seeing as he sustained a close explosion in the battle) he picked up his BR85N Battle Rifle afterwards went to check on The Arbiter. Holly Tanaka, was as she preferred to be, alone in an Corner with her DMR in hand, nearly asleep from exhaustion. The campfire was not so they could have warmth but to have some type of visibility in such a dark and cloudy night.

Suddenly the eerie silence was interrupted to everyone's surprise by a loud and Abrupt sound similar to a EMP or Decompression chamber opening up; This Immediately alerted Master Chief and Locke, Who alongside the two Squadrons, Osiris and Blue Team begin to search for the source of the sound with weapons drawn and Safety still on till the fight begins. they climb over an large cluster of boulders and find what they were searching for: an Large Hole Floating in the middle of an hill, looking similar to the Portals seen in the Forerunner world of Requiem. The Hole was leading into an Dark void, nothing could be seen through it, White noise and gross sounding sounds of a thick liquid getting forcefully and hastily mixed began coming from within the Portal. Before the Spartans could approach it and inspected, an Hand that had scales black as tar, emerged from it, An dark aura oozed into the ground, tainting it as the Creature fully left the hole.

A Being similar to a human yet different in many ways: With its Bulky figure, Claws, Fangs and Eyes that could be mistaken by bright Rubies. It was wearing armored Trousers, Boots and a belt with many pouches, On the belt buckle, there was an Symbol that glowed an Bright orange: An Cross with Diamond like shapes on each of its ends. They looked like if it was made of ink or tar, their weapons have a purple haze over them that screamed evil or toxic, if not at the very least it seemed to say dangerous.

As the Spartans took aim, the reptilian Humanoid spotted them, causing it to yell with a Deep voice:"Groundwalkers!" Within seconds or almost immediately in fact, from the portal emerged dozens of the same Creatures who began firing their weapons at the Spartans, who took cover before returning fire. The attackers took cover behind rocks and other debris, firing their automatic rifles, whom muzzle flash was a glowing purple.

Linda: What are this things?! -she asked over the absurd amount of gunfire going on-

Buck: They clearly aren't Forerunners, Covenant or even Flood... -He responded, blowing the head of one the creatures with a burst of his rifle-

Kelly: No Shit, Captain obvious... -she cut in and retorted, ducking her head back into cover after being nearly dome'd-

The Spartans noticed that when killed these Creatures exploded into an very dark purple goo, oddly enough the weapons remained untouched; From the portal came a loud shout, "Boom!" was yelled by an even heavier voice before an Explosion shocked the ground, Locke looked over the cover only to see a very Large version of the monsters but this one carried a rocket launcher unlike the ones the Spartans have had experienced with, This creature was taller than its smaller brethren by like a foot or two and looked somewhat obese, considering its slight lean back posture and the thick neck it possessed.

Kelly drops her Empty Shotgun only to pick up an Sniper rifle, she aims at the Big guy's Head, as the creature was about to yell again, It opened its maw only for Kelly to blow its head clean off his shoulders with a large bloody splatter and chilling sound of the cranium exploding. Chief hit three consecutive headshots only to Locke to one-up-him with four; Frederic and Linda focused their fire to those whom got too close for comfort or/and the ones who attempted to flank the Group of Spartans but even with all the kills that the Spartans achieved unfortunately for them, the Shadowy entities simply kept spewing out from the portal at a rapid pace, replacing the fallen shadow creatures. One of these shadow creatures looked like it was wearing a robe that covered its Eyes and wielded what Locke believed to be a Sideways Crossbow, a few seconds later the bolt was shot out, missing Holly's head by a few centimeters and exploding six meters behind her.

Shadow Creature: For the Queen! -It yelled out, getting a loud response from its fellow Shadow Troops-

Frederic: "Queen"? -he muttered to himself-

After gunning down a couple dozen of these creatures, Arbiter shows up and joins the fight, shooting down more of the Shadows with a plasma pistol. Eventually the creatures retreated into the rift, a few were killed before they could enter the portal. The Portal cackled out bolts of purple lightning, scorching the floor below itself.

Locke: Seems like they're Retreating or Regrouping, Keep eyes on that Portal...-he said lowering his rifle but still keeping it at the Low Ready stance-

Arbiter and the Spartans began carefully approaching the remains of the shadow creatures, nothing was left but a black puddle of some type of Sludge, They assumed touching the stuff was a bad idea so all gave the puddles a wide berth, All while carefully glancing at the portal in case more of them show up.

Frederic: Odd... Locke, Look at this... -he picked up one of the creature's weapon-

Frederic then showed one of the weapons wielded by the creatures to Locke, It seemed like these creatures wielded Assault Rifles of Unknown origin with an Underbarrel Chainsaw Bayonet; Just as Locke grabbed it to examine it in a closer detail, the weapon quickly disintegrated into ash and very cold metallic dust, In fact it was so cold that Locke felt its temperature through his armor.

Arbiter: There's an Evil force upon these weapons and their wielders... -he said to them holding his wounded side watching as the wind takes the dust away-

Locke: What do you mean "Evil"?... I may not believe in that stuff but there's definitely something ominous about these creatures.

From a small hill behind them another rift was heard, making them quickly aimed their weapons towards the sound, seeing that a new portal had opened. From the Portal came a bald Afro-american man holding an LMG, wearing a PMC like outfit consisting of dark gray shirt, Jeans, black combat boots and "Full-body" Tactical Armor which Includes the thick Tactical vest and Arm plates; He had tiny hexagonal scales that glowed blue around his certain points in his skin like around his eyes, his left temple and a tiny patch to the left side of his chin. His pupils are a Neon Blue and seeing his body language, the way he walks and his physique, one could safety estimate that he was or is part of some military. He approaches with his large weapon lowered with its muzzle aiming down to the ground, then he looked at the Spartans and Arbiter, almost like he was scanning them from top to bottom:

Mysterious Man: John-117, Master Chief Petty Officer and Jason Locke of UNSC? -he asked with seriousness in his question-

Locke: Spartan IV Jameson Locke -he corrected the man who said "Jason" instead of Jameson-... Now it's your turn, Who are you and who sent you?

Prophet: My name is Laurence Barnes but you can call me Prophet. -he says to Locke but as he once again looks at everyone like if he was scanning their genetic code or some stuff around those lines-... I'm sorry for mistaking your name for Jason, Spartan Locke. -he narrows his eyes as he spots the Dark portal behind them-... Seems you were attacked by Shadow Clones already, Kicked their asses by the looks of it.

He walks towards Master Chief and respectfully nods as he passes by him:

Prophet: Is everyone in your party here? -he asked as he looked at the sky seeing as its getting darker and darker-

Master Chief: First, who sent you here?... -he asked with the lack of emotion the Chief's voice expressed-

Prophet: I'm member of a Union of... Champions if you would, that have united together to fight the creatures that attacked you. -he sees as the portal cackles and starts becoming more active-... seems we have company.

Then from the portal came more shadows but unlike the ones before these looked actually human just covered in a dark gray armor with a ominous white gas mask/hybrid helmet, all of them wielded the same weapon and spoke in a very filtrated voice, shouting call-outs and threats. they are not as uncoordinated than the Scale creatures so they're much harder to kill as they're working together:

Prophet: Combine Forces, careful they're cunning. -he says as he peaks out of cover to shoot his Light Machine Gun, which kills three Shadow Combine troopers with ease, shredding through them like a hot knife through butter; It seems that this weapon is in fact not a LMG but a "Superposed Loaded shotgun/sub-machinegun Metal Storm hybrid weapon but in simpler words this is Lightweight Minigun that lacks accuracy in favor of raw stopping power-

The Spartans were in Equal power with the much larger Combine forces down the hill but thanks to their Spartan Armor, Prophet's Weapon and intelligent positioning, the champions were starting to slowly dwindle the enemy down; Prophet activated his armor mode making him less damageable then stepped out of his cover to rush towards a new cover position, spraying the Typhoon quick sweeps which to his credit did kill a whole lot of the shadowy troops. He then disabled his armor mode and slowly crawled towards his left were a higher and thicker spire of stone sat after reaching it he shoots at the Combine from the side, essentially flanking them. this was enough of a distraction for the Spartans and the Arbiter to push forward, one unlucky bastard got a plasma grenade stuck to his leg thanks to the Elite, shortly after he and six other died to the plasma grenade's detonation.

Prophet seeing that the combine forces continue to spew out from the portal nonstop and that he's about to run out of ammunition, runs towards the Spartans miraculously avoiding getting killed by friendly fire, he then starts typing away coordinates into a small device that resembles a Dish Hopper controller with a small Screen on its center; after he types in the 12 digit coordinates he presses a cartoonish looking red button on the top of the controller while pointing at a nearby wall, this ends up Opening a large portal like the one he came here in. The moment the Combine spots the new portal they become much more aggressive and rush:

Prophet: Spartans!... Retreat into the portal now!

Without any other options as the now hundreds of Combine soldiers come running towards them and the realization that they're a few seconds away from exhausting all their ammo, the Spartans and Arbiter retreat into the portal, Prophet is the last one into it, so before he goes in he drops a frag grenade that kills seven combine soldiers that would have entered if not stopped; after the grenade explodes, the Portal Closes leaving the shadow Combine in triumph just as their mission is completed... This world, this dimension is now lost to Eternal Darkness.

OUTSIDE OF KNOWN REALITIES-

Throughout the Known Multiverse these shadowy clones of evil entities are forced into dimensions via cracks across The Fabric of Omni-Reality, the mantle that holds the rest of the countless of realities, whom split into infinite dimensions; Throughout time since its creation, the Fabric has been witness to the constant expansion, creation and destruction of untold amount of worlds. The Cracks on the Fabric are created when different realities crash into each other and temporary merge together, mixing a few of their respective infinite dimensions together which creates Chaos and as a effect of sudden spikes of Chaotic Energy, cracks are generated in the fabric; Chaos energy however can fix these cracks but it can't be rushed or it will lead to more damage, letting the Fabric heal itself at its own pace is how all realities have survived for countless Eons.

Cracks in the Fabric are a double edge sword in many aspects, Like the creation of Wormholes and the Ability of Dimensional Travel as well as Cross-dimensional travel, as well as it could lead to new Hybrid Dimensions to be created were inside of such dimensions is truly uncharted territory.

The Shadows are the embodiment of Dark energy oppressing Light, this in turns creates more chaos and this in turns creates more cracks; If this evil force of darkness is not stopped, the damage it could cause to not only to worlds but to all realities could be Disastrous and Irreversible. The Interdimensional War has Begun, a race to see if Life will prevail, Darkness shall consume all that "is" or will Chaos fix the damage instead of ending both Life and Death... Only time will tell...

TO BE CONTINUED...