It was a warm blistering day in the Mojave desert, the sky was clear and the sands were as hot as can be, it was the perfect day to bring in a Bounty. Somewhere in the NCR Mojave outpost, there was a bar where little happens, save for drinking, playing caravan or even the occasional bar fight. But there was also a man, a man who went by the name of Tommy Red, he was a tall fellow, but always hunched down like he was shy. He sat at the bar, alone and drinking away his problems like most people…but then…a stranger arrived.
He was a tall fellow who wore a short black leather jacket, the only significant thing about it was the red metal plate and chevron symbol that was over his right shoulder as well as the metal armored boot he wore on his left leg. He even had a belt of pockets wrapped around his torso, in a fashion similar to a bandolier, aside from his attire, he looked like most people in the region. He had somewhat light skin with a scar over his left eye, though not bad enough to blind him, and his hair was short and dark brown, almost like a buzzcut that wasn't touched in a while and grew to be spikey.
He entered the bar, looked around and began to walk towards the counter, sitting a few seats down from Tommy Red, waiting to be attended to by the bartender. After a minute of waiting, she approached him and greeted the man as she asked "And what are you looking for?" as the man then said calmly "Don't suppose you have regular light beer? On a mission right now." as she then walked away to get him the beverage. He then sat there, quietly and waited…Tommy turned his head away from him, he couldn't help but feel like he was bad news, the kind that made him fear for his life. But then, the Stranger spoke again as he greeted Tommy and said "Lovely weather today, ain't it?" which made the poor man jump a little, he then said "Yup…it sure is…" but the stranger tried to strike a conversation with Tommy as he asked "Hey, any chance you can help me out here? I'm looking for…someone…" to which Tommy asked for clarification "Someone?" he questioned the stranger. He then reaffirmed "Yeah, you're not gonna believe this…but…I'm looking for an alien…" to which some of the other patrons chuckled as they overheard his sentence. The man then laughed at himself, claiming "I know it's crazy…but I'm serious…if you know anything-and I mean ANYTHING…about any aliens in the area…please…let me know…" to which Tommy then said "Sure thing…" as the two then became silent again.
After the waitress brought him his drink, the lady asked for his name for the tab, to which he answered "Sergeant First Class Eric Walker…20 years of United States military service…" he then took a large drink from the bottle before setting it down and saying "At yours!" as the lady then giggled, she then asked "So, you're Enclave then?" but Eric laughed a little as he then stated "No, I'm not one of those douchebags who shoot civilians…I'm just here for a bounty…" as he then took another sip. The lady then walked away, stating "Just pay your tab and we'll have no problems here." as Eric then finished another sip as he then stated "Got it…" before nursing the bottle again.
Thirty minutes later, Eric spoke to Tommy again, asking "You know you can't hide here forever…right?" as he tried to pry a conversation out of the man. Tommy simply answered "I don't know what you are talking about." but Eric insisted as he claimed "Dude…you'll get kicked out of here if you stay too late…you did a good enough job blending in but you were denied access here for a reason…Now…either you come peacefully…or we get violent, and I don't wanna get violent with civilians around." but Tommy then growled, like some sort of creature as he stated "I heard about you Walker…I know that you enjoy getting violent regardless of the audience present…and that the bounty on your head is larger than mine…" which caused Eric to smile, as if he was proud of the infamy he gained. He then turned to Tommy once more and asked "Listen…if you make a scene here…they'll get REALLY mad…this is me being nice…take it…before I offer some plasma rounds as an alternative deal…" but Tommy refused, claiming "You're the only one who will get into real trouble…if these people see me…they'll think I'm just some mutant creature…but if your bosses find out about our skirmish…they will make you suffer…" but Eric showed no immediate response, he simply took a deep breath and said "Fine…we'll do it the fun way…but to be honest…I was banking on that from the start." As the sounds of thudding made Tommy look around and see that some of the patrons fell asleep, a closer look revealed tiny darts sticking out of their necks, indicating that they were tranquilized. Tommy then turned back to Eric, who stood up, smiled and said "Botan 'Kottin, you are under arrest for violating laws of the UUSF migration system…feel free to resist pussy face." as Tommy then slammed his fist on the table, stood tall and emphasized his immense height before roaring at Eric. Suddenly, a strange flickering light engulfed Tommy, it then grew larger and larger before fading away in a second, revealing him to be the Alien Eric was hunting. He was large and wore blue armor, his skin was grayish and his mouth were 2 split jaws with countless clusters of teeth, he then grabbed a small device from his waist and activated, causing two beams of bright blue energy to emerge from it and act and form a strange looking sword. "Tommy" rushed Eric, swinging his energy weapon at him, but Eric dodged it at the last second, causing the sword to miss him and leave a large energy burn slashed across the counter he was sitting at. Eric then rammed his fist into the Alien's abdomen, knocking the wind out of him as Eric then followed it up with another punch against his face.
The fight was loud enough that it caught the attention of some NCR soldiers that were stationed out front, though their responses were a little lackluster as one of them said "Sounds like another bar fight…" to which her coworker said "Yup…" but she then asked him "You think we should stop it?" as he then said "Nope…I'm sure it's just Whisky Rose again." as they allowed the chaos to unfurl. Inside the bar, Eric threw a few more shots against the Alien's face, only for the Alien to retaliate by ramming his energy sword forth and stabbing Eric in the torso. Unfortunately for him, Eric only smiled psychotically as he lunged for and decked him in the face, forcing the Alien to his knees while the energy sword still burned inside his foe. Eric then grabbed his opponent's head and forced it against the bar counter repeatedly, knocking him unconscious and even leaving streaks of blue blood on the hardwood. After the Alien fell unconscious, Eric huffed and coughed up blood, still smiling like a lunatic as he then reached for the device that activated the sword, then turned it off as the now inert weapon fell to the floor. After picking it up along with his bounty, Eric began to walk out of the bar, his smile fading as the onlookers stared at him, all he said was "Can you guys believe what the Enclave are making these days?" as he then carried the alien over his shoulders and walked out onto the road, waiting for a jeep to pull up and stop, allowing his entry. He threw the alien into the back and hopped in the passenger seat, the driver of the vehicle was a short man of African American descent, he had black hair that was done into cornrows and a matching goatee covering most of his face, he also wore thick gloves and had a skull tattoo on his left bicep. Not too long after Eric entered the vehicle, a woman in a green shirt with blond hair in the fashion of a Ponytail, rushed to the jeep and joined them both as she got into one of the back seats, the other being occupied by something they covered in a blanket. After she jumped in, the car revved up and speeded away, indicating that they were on the same mission together. As they drove further and further across the Mojave wastes, a small blanket in the backseat began rustling as yet another alien rose up from under its protection, though he seemed annoyed about it. The alien that was with them looked somewhat similar to the one Eric had just captured, only he had four arms, four eyes and looked more like an Arachnid creature with thick gray skin. Their allied Alien then spoke as he complained "You know, hologuise prices are a lot cheaper these days, right?" as the woman then spoke and stated "So you'd rather sit out in the middle of the heat?" to which he retorted "I'm already in the heat, when I'm wrapped under a blanket, I become a fucking baked potatoe." as the driver then spoke to Eric, asking "So what'chu thinking? UUSF or Yakuza?" as Eric then pulled out a futuristic looking phone and began to go over the contract. Eric then stated "Well, if we take him to the UUSF, they'll just prosecute him and throw him into a testing facility…if we bring him to the Yakuza, no doubt they'll use him to infiltrate his dimension…so…let's bring back to Roland and make things easier for us." as the jeep sped on, carrying the three to their rendezvous point with the UUSF.
"My name's Eric Walker, I'm a commando Agent for an interdimensional military organization that goes across dimensions and makes sure that no one's doing shit they shouldn't be doing in other realities. You know, things like; being an alien in a world where space travel hasn't happened yet, or performing sorcery when there is no magic in a Universe, that kind of shit. I also work part time as a Contractor, which is basically the Agencies' way of saying that I'm a mercenary. I take jobs with my friends here, they're also agents but we have the same beliefs. If the price is right and the deed isn't too wrong, we'll take the job and do it while having some fun. The Dwarf over here is Michael Hammond, he's the heavy hitter of our group and a pretty damn good driver, he's also a cannibal and is a 4 star chef according to Yelp. The bitch in the back is Jen, she's our Hazmat and combat Medic, so basically the perfect Chemist to have on your team, she also does plenty of drugs. The spiderman sitting next to her is Vic, he's great for being quiet and swift with swords and whatever gadget he's using, perfect for the more covert missions. We may take jobs as mercs and have a bad tendency to go against our Commanding Officer's instructions, but at the end of the day, we all work for one Agency…"
The UUSF
Author's note: Yes, I know I'm still working on the Hazbin Hotel/Doom Fanfic, but I wanted to share this to introduce some major characters for some of my future stories that I think you will all like! I hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think in the Comments!