Ok, now I know that I'm going to be flipping between updating three fics, which is a good sign considering it'd be one major sprint, then stopping for a single fic, then coming back after updating the others for a time. So now I've got a set three.

Oh, and I somewhat feel like I'm Godmoding myself in a weird sense. I get all the warriors games are almost literally 'YOU ARE A GOD OF THE BATTLEFIELD!' and in a way I want to reflect that, but I want to keep a kind of realism to the story. So it's kind of a weird balancing act of how to make them that sort of power without going too far.

So, with that, seeing as this is kinda meant to be a creativity sink along with an easier story to do, I'm putting this in my priorities along with FIW and TWLK (check my profile, you'll see what the initials mean) but anyway, seeing how things are, LETS ROCK!

oh, by the way, firearms. Whilst in most cases they will be reloading an such, because Magoichi and Date don't seem to stop and reload when you use the guns (heck, look at Date's jump attack. It's like a rain of bullets. And need I mention Magoichi's Mousou?) Generals (I.E. non-generics) won't have to. (might be foreshadowing there)

Part 6

encounter

we all knew it was a new world, in terms of what we knew

we also knew that the samurai and the warriors of China were mixed in

not to mention the soldiers of the hundred years war

we had to find out what else had happened...

Running in a small group always worked best for me back in the old days. Less noise, smaller size, easier to control. With both me and Chiharu both moving towards where we knew Kai and her Kunoichi were supposed to be, with Simon ahead of us, making sure it was safe or working to make it so. All you could hear between me and her were the sounds of our respective armor occasionally clashing against itself. I know I've only just put this on, but I already hate the French plate mail. It's too heavy for my liking...hell, I reckon that means I won't like the English version. Chiharu is bearly breaking a sweat as she moves, even breaking a smile.

"For what it's worth...this is going to be fun" She told me, breaking the silence. I turned to her as we walked through a scorched forest, each tree burnt by some...fire, I don't know. "Never fought along side an ancient warrior before...or indeed a soldier from the future" I shook my head, shrugging whilst walking.

"If you don't think I can hold my own, say it now and get it out the way" I told her, keeping an eye on the horizon.

"Oh no, it's not that. I'm more then willing to place my life on your sword" She grabbed her weapons from there sheathes, spinning them in her hands for a bit. "Bit it's not your sword I question" She stopped spinning the swords, speeding up so I had to look at her. "It's the person behind the sword"

"Oh right, you question me" I crossed my arms at this point, sighing. "I know it's been a while for me but I've still got my old senses about me...not to mention that I'm younger then I was in the end"

"That's my point...you've got that scar on your face despite being younger then when you got it"

"OK, for one, how do you know when I got this scar? And second, how do you know I'm younger then when I got it?"

"Oh, it's recorded in history. Apparently you were fighting Guan Ping at Fan Castle and got caught when you tried to dodge his blade...looks about as bad...you really did fuck up didn't you?"

"Guess what...your history is wrong"

"Bullshit" she didn't even think before saying that.

"Guess what...I got this wound after Chi Bi...I got captured by Cao Cao's forces and...well, when knocked out this was put on my face..." she whistled, raising an eyebrow at this point. "Early in my career as a soldier"

"Yeah right...here's the great general Fu Xi who got himself captured after proving himself many times in combat before then" I smirked at this. How bad history is at recording my exploits.

"Xia Kou was my first battle...Chi Bi was my second" She stopped walking at this point, falling behind as I started to walk up a clear hill, hoping to get a good view on the area, so as to get our bearings.

"You fought at Red Cliff...the biggest Naval battle of the Three kingdoms war...at the age of 18?" She asked, somehow catching up.

"Yep...so did Nu and Shin-" I stopped there, blinking a few times. May as well use those names again for what it's worth. "-and Shinra were there as well. Nu was around the same state as me...Shinra...apparently he'd been fighting a lot longer then us when we got there"

"I'd heard tales...an officer in the volunteer army during the Yellow Turban rebellion but joined the Sun clan as opposed to Liu Bei" I looked at her, raising an eyebrow. "Japan loved Sun Tzu and was influenced a lot by China"

"Well, we don't have the idea of the Samurai...honor only got you so far" Guan Yu's death proved this. "As for bravery and heroism...I can't really comment" I got to the top of the hill, stopping to look around.

"What do you mean by that?" she stopped next to me, looking as well.

"Not everyone you call a hero was one" I heard something in the background, a shrill sound of some sort.

"What do you mean by-" I raised my hand, looking away from her. Another sound, as shrill as before, along with a shout of some sort.

"Is that..." I started, turning to Chiharu. We heard a scream on the wind.

"TROUBLE!" we both shouted at the same time, running towards the sound.

I grabbed my spear and shield from my back, running down the hill alongside the samurai into a somehow healthy wooded area, leaves falling on the ground and crushed under our feet. The sounds steadily got louder until we could clearly make them out. Steel on steel, along with someone...female...I think, getting injured.

We found a clearing in the woods, both of us pausing as we entered it and looked, making sure we both knew what the battle was. We saw a group of four, surrounded and fighting as hard as they could against whoever it was surrounding them. The surrounding group I could make out. Chinese, garbed in black, and throughout the entire history of the Three kingdoms, only one force wore that. I thankfully had never met them.

Lu Bu had been killed too early for that to happen.

I swapped my spear out for my sword, flipping it in my hand and turning to my ally, nodding to her as she returned it, giving me a confident and excited grin. We turned back to the horde, charging forward towards it, our armors both giving us away almost as soon as we started, the nearest of the enemy turning. We both jumped at the same time, both of us bringing our main weapons back and swinging them at the first ones within reach, our blades hitting the blighters at the exact same time, only her blade dug through his chest and mine went through his arm before I span around to cleave his leg off. Blood was pouring off the wounds, splattering us both as we stood still, breathing, letting the liquid hit both us and the closest enemies. The enemy soldiers starting turning around, the closest falling over backwards as they saw their allies dying bodies.

"Th...th-th-th...th-th" one of them started, Chiharu shook her head as we both took a defensive stance.

"If you've got something to say...THEN SAY IT!" She stabbed him with the smaller blade, her blade going through his heart, and I could see the blade sticking into the earth through his back. She slowly pulled it out, letting the soldier fall down and die. "Behold! Chiharu of the Tachibana is here!"

"And the Demon of Wu stands besides her!" one of the soldiers tried his luck, getting a shield to the face then a sword to the cut as I countered. "Come and face us if you dare!"

"Will you two just shut up and kill them!?" I heard another feminine voice shout, Chiharu reacting somewhat. I guess she knows who that is.

She restarted, cutting down three of the enemy in one swift swing, cleaving through their chests easily. I knew samurai equipment was better for cutting through things but JEEZ. I lost sight of her at this point, my path diverging as I got myself into a storm of swings and blocking other swings with the shield. I spun around at a point, my blade cutting into the legs of five soldiers, the warm liquid pouring from them as they screamed in pain, most of it landing on me with red pools forming all around. One of the soldiers around me charged towards me whilst I was on the ground, swinging his blade at my chest. I barely had time to notice him, rolling out of the way, the blade skimming my hair, then my leg slamming into his. He fell to one knee as I swung my blade around, colliding with his as he quickly moved to block.

I heard movement behind me, a group of soldiers spreading out, moving to attack me in a somewhat smart manner. They all lunged at me, swinging their blades straight at chest height, only just blocked by my shield, my arm struggling to hold as all five of them pushed on my shield, with my sword arm struggling to hold a second person joining the deadlock. I could hear a multitude of screams, clashes of steel and footsteps.

I gritted my teeth, trying to find a way out of this. I supposed to be better then this. A great general who could fight off anything. And now I was surrounded and struggling to find a way forward. I did my best to feel around on the earth beneath me through my boots, getting some traction and looking between the pair of problems. They were both swinging, forcing me to hold them at alternate angles...which means.

"You almost had me" I told them, nodding. I moved my foot, spinning clockwise on the spot, the enemy swords sliding off my sword and shield, the owners slipping as the bloodied dirt beneath them gave way. I quickly followed up, swinging my shield at the two and my sword into the group of five. I heard a resounding thunk as the shield bashed their heads in, knocking them down to the ground, whilst my sword sliced through the chest of a single foe, the other four properly falling over now. I quickly slammed my boot down on the neck of the pair I shield bashed, crushing their neck, then doing the same with the second. The quartet got back up, each taking a stance and looking at me, worry in their eyes. "Do the wise thing...let someone else go first" They looked at each other once more, each nodding and charging back towards me. This time organized in such a way that I knew I couldn't block them all...at best maybe two. I moved my leg back, holding my shield up and my blade ready to move quickly.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The four soldiers charging towards me dropped suddenly, blood spurting out the back of their heads through a hole...quite large at the back but small at the front. I blinked twice, relaxing my stance and raising an eyebrow. Just what the hell just happened?

"To your left!" Another voice shouted. I didn't really have time to register what it was before turning and seeing another mook charging me. I spun my leg around, tripping him up before slashing through his chest. All throughout this there were more bangs resounding around the place. I didn't have time to look around for the source but...they sounded like...firearm shots. And I don't mean our pistol and such I mean the old ones...then again it'd have to be quite a few for that many shots. Then again we had magic and I heard stuff about- NOT THE TIME! SWING STAB!

I looked around, finding that in my internal monologue to try and figure things out, I had gotten surrounded once more. This time more thoroughly then before, with more soldiers, this time with spears and such. I put my sword away, grabbing my spear and spinning it around in my hand. Two in front of me charged, shouting at the top of my lungs. I simply swung my spear forward, stabbing one in the chest, then swinging the spear into the person next to him, cutting into his side with the blade and flooring the pair. I felt movement behind me, turning my head enough to see another attacker, slamming the spike into his arm, making a clean his, blood oozing onto the shaft as I dragged it towards me, slamming my boot hard into his chest, kicking him off into another few mooks. Instinctively I swung my shield out, slamming another mook in the chest, spinning my leg around to trip him then stabbing the end of my spear into his neck. I heard three more bangs, followed by someone placing their back on mine.

"Looks like you and your friends need a hand" She spoke. It wasn't Chiharu, I know that much. "Mind if I take this dance" I smiled, putting my shield on my back, grabbing my spear with both hands.

"Think you can keep up" I told her. I heard a chuckle in response, then heard a pair of clicks.

"Well, considering how much your age appears to have given me...I can do more then keep up" I raised an eyebrow, turning and seeing a slender hand holding...a black M1911? oh you've got to be kidding me. Ok, it was bad enough having the Samurai, the warriors of ancient China, the hundred years war and...well, me and my friends. But now thanks to us bringing modern tech along APPARENTLY, we've got people from I presume the olden days going mental with it...well, as long as this woman works in our favor. "So...Fu Xi...try and keep up"

I heard a couple more bangs in a broken pattern, hearing two more people falling along with several people getting hit by something that wasn't a bullet. I ran forward, spinning my spear around, cutting through the side of a mook, then hitting the rear spike into another one, cutting into his face, a trail of blood running down as he recoiled. There was so much blood on the ground it was starting to be ridiculous.

I started working my way to the center of the group, seeing Chiharu doing the same in the distance. Her style of fighting was...brutal. She was just fighting however she could to win. Heck, as soon as I looked over to her, she jumped on one of the enemy, wrapping her legs around his chest and stabbing her tanto into his head about four times before doing a backwards roll, slamming him to the ground behind her and landing on her feet. The soldier in me is impressed, she is skilled, I'll give her that, but the human in me is horrified. Over kill doesn't begin to describe it. She looked at me, pointing her No-dachi into the crowd, nodding to me, giving me an almost unspoken signal.

Time to break into the center. I still hadn't looked at our new compatriot but judging on where he bullets were aimed, she knew as well. I swapped out my weapons once more, replacing the spear with the greatsword, adjusting my grip on it a few times as I got used to it once more. Charging into the crowd was second nature once more, timing my swing and slide almost perfectly as I brought my blade to bear upon a mook who had his back to me, slicing through his back as if it was butter. Continuing, I brought the blade into an upward swing, knocking the blade of a soldier away as he tried to guard, spinning and bringing the blade down once more to slam him down. Taking a step forward and swinging got a third in an upward swing. That got me the gap in the lines I was looking for, able to see the center group who were fighting against the hordes.

I didn't both getting a bearing of what they looked like, all I knew was one of the soldiers was trying his luck at stabbing the back of one of them, busy holding off the spear a soldier. Taking a hand off my great sword, I grabbed my spear, quickly getting my bearings with it, aiming just as the defending soldier kicked at the spearman, quickly stabbing him twice in the chest, still unaware of the swordsman running at her.

Time seemed to slow as I threw my spear, it leaving my hand dreadfully slowly, the sound of battle dying away as it did so. Every motion was blurred, with everything on my body becoming more...prevalent on my body, seeming to make itself known more then before. The spear spun in the air as it flew, with the soldier raising his sword above his head, his scream seeming distant, even though he was bluntly in front of me. The first soldier turned around, seeing the attacker but unable to move quick enough to block it.

My spear slowly but surely impacted his skull, digging in slowly as life left the body of the now most likely brainless soul it was currently flying into. He never moved his blade forward, instead collapsing upon the defender in a heap. Time returned to normal at this point, my legs resuming there duties and carrying me forward to the group.

"Talk later, fight now!" I shouted, grabbing my spear from the dead body and placing it back on my back. "Besides...you might be who I'm looking for"

"Sure...shouldn't take too much longer to finish this either...thanks for this by the way" She replied

"Hey, we're allies in this apparently"

"I question how long that'll last" Another one chipped in.

"Not now!"

"Then how about we end it a quicker way" The woman from earlier spoke, joining our circle.

"And that would be" Chiharu spoke, finally joining us.

"When I say get down, I mean straight away, right?" I didn't argue, no one did, only broken by the occasional clash of steel. "Right...Rebels!" Rebels? The only rebels I know of are the Saika ones. I looked through the gap, seeing a number of Musketeers appearing in a triple line formation, front line kneeling with the back two firing between each other. They even had the three legged crow as a Mon. "FIRE! Duck!" I dived down, not knowing if the others had done as well.

Suddenly, the most horrendously loud series of bangs filled the air, followed by hundreds of screams and smoke. An enemy soldier fell in front of me, a bullet hole in the front of his head, with a large exit wound at the back, revealing the contents of his head, blood pouring out, coating my chin and the front of my clothing.

A second volley, this one most likely finishing off the majority of the horde, loads of the blighters falling to the ground again. A third volley, this time to be sure that the enemy was dead. We didn't move, I was too scared of the fusiliers.

"CLEAR!" one of the soldiers shouted, our group standing up slowly, unsure about whether we were actually safe or not.

"Good work Rebels" She replied. I heard a few clicks, grabbing my sword and holding it out to my side, turning and looking down the barrel of a gun. "So...who are you?"

"I'd ask you the same"

a second set of Saika rebels...I don't know any more.

Maybe this was a sign. Maybe this was some history that was hidden, I didn't know.

We had help on one front, but now we had to find out if they were allied

and then, did we save the right people?

I'm going to say it now, if you can guess who the new female samurai officier is (the one with the 1911) then I swear you are a god of some sort. it is half a reference, half an idea with a tiny shade of possibility.

and as for having a 1911...ok, I'm going to say it now, Modern modern tech will be heavily restricted. at most, Marksman's pride may be a modern rifle (of sorts) and Dragon hunters I may have a modern pistol...as for the new one, she only has pistols. it's my way of saying 'hey, they normally have like infinite ammo, these will be easier and quicker to reload so we've got half accuracy, half warriors game. besides, Tactics are still going to be done the same way, so if I were to, for example, make Marksman's pride a marksman rifle, it'd still be used the same way as a normal musket.