Lieutenant Brad stifled a yawn as he woke up from his bed, he looked around and smiled to himself as he realised he wasn't in camp knox where he would wake up early and do all sorts of bullshit he didn't like. He laid back down and relaxed himself as he knew no one would come barging through the door yelling at him. Unfortunately that didn't come true.

His door swung open with a loud bang and there stood his twin brother Chris who had a look on his face meaning that something wasn't right.

"Whats the big holdup Chris? Why would you come crashing through my door at this hour in the morning?" asked Brad as he looked at his angry brother.

"You know damn well why I'm here!" exclaimed Chris.

"Was it something I did? What happened exactly?" asked Brad with a confused look.

"You used all the pancake mixtures thats what!" exclaimed Chris.

Brad thought back to what he did with the mixture, he remembered using it but made sure there was enough for his brother. He thought again and realised, he was hungry during the night and used the remaining mixture to feed himself. And didn't bother sharing it. He let loose a chuckle before looking back at Chris.

"Yeah...about that, I sorta finished it all hehe" said Brad sheepishly as he rubbed the back off his head.

"Thats it! Corporal Miller, I hereby forbid you from touching the rest of my food stockpile again!" ordered Chris.

"Calm down Lieutenant, we're not in camp anymore so you can go order someone else" replied Brad lazily.

"Oh shut up you lazy dolt, I am technically a rank higher than you and older than you, so that means you've got to stuff it and listen to me bitch" sneered Chris.

"Ah go fuck yourself, I just want some rest" replied Brad as he laid back down on his bed.

"Eh, fine" replied Chris as he walked out, only to pop back in, "oh and btw, I watched the season 6 premier of my little pony this morning. Was going to tell you but decided not too"

Brad sat back up with a look of horror in his eyes.

"You watched what!" he exclaimed.

"Yep, totally" began Chris as he slowly walked out of the room.

"Dammit Chris! I'll murder you fucking head off!" yelled Brad as he scrambled off the bed to chase after Chris.

As the two of them ran through the house yelling curses and throwing around arguments, the two off them decided to settle down on the couch and settle their differences.

"I hate you, you know" said Brad with a very angry look.

"Eh better luck next time" replied Chris.

"I swear I'll get you back for this" hissed Brad before going to the fridge.

Brad picked up some milk and grabbed a bowl from the dish rack. He closed the fridge door and grabbed a box of cereal from the cabinet. As he began eating his breakfast, he noticed that the room became quiet and that the only audible thing was his chewing. He looked around and saw his brother reading a magazine.

"Meh" he thought as he continued eating.

"Yo hurry up eating, I need you to help me with something" informed Chris as he opened the door to the backyard.

As Brad finished eating his cereals, he chucked the bowl into the dishwasher and wiped his hands and face. He went outside only to be greeted by his brother with a gun in his hands.

"What the fuck is that?" asked Brad as he looked at the ancient thing.

"This? This thing is a bloody winchester" informed his brother happily.

"Ok.....what the fuck are you gonna do with it?" Brad asked again.

"Errrr, just found it in the shed, come follow me" motioned his brother as they started walking towards the old rusty shed. When they reached the sheds door Brad tried to open but it was locked he looked at Chris with confusion Chris pushed his brother aside and pulled a key out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He opened the door fully to show Brad what was inside what Brad saw was tons of old school guns. Brad was shocked at how many there were.

"Dude how long have you kept this hidden?" Brad asked his brother

"Ever since i found the key to the shed a few months ago" Chris said putting the winchester were he found it
"Now that ive showed you where i found the winchester its time to get back to the house"

"Ok but we will go back to the shed to see what other guns there is here right?" Brad asked

"Sure" Chris said

The two walked out of the shed closed the door and locked it when suddenly a multicoloured like circle appeared in front of Chris which had a distorted look. Startled by this thing, Chris stopped in his tracks and walked back slowly. He looked around and saw Brad with the same look on his face.

"What the fuck is that!" yelled Brad as he pointed at the thing.

"I don't know!" yelled Chris.

The distorted object started to emit a loud whirring sound and soon the ground started to shake. The two brothers lost their footing and immediately fell to the ground. Chris found himself on the ground and picked himself up, he rushed over and helped his brother up before looking at the thing again.

"What is it?" asked Brad who still looked at it with a shocked expression.

"I don't know. It seems like some sort of gate or portal" answered Chris going with his knowledge of portals in movies.

The moment Chris said that, he felt like he was flying, only to find himself being sucked into the thing.

"Wooahh!" exclaimed Chris as his body started to float.

"Hang on buddy!" yelled Brad as he grabbed his hand, only to get affected by the portals gravity pull too.

"Shit hold on to something!" exclaimed Chris as they started drifting closer towards the portal.

"I'm trying!" replied Brad as he grabbed onto the sprinkler pipe.

"I got us pulled, don't worry that thing ain't strong enough to pull us in" remarked Brad.

But his words were soon cut short as the portal began humming loudly, soon the gravity pull became stronger and both of their bodies started swaying in the strong gravity pull.

"Hang on!" shouted Brad.

"What do you think I'm doing?!" exclaimed Chris

Just as Brad was about to pull himself closer to the ground, the pipe suddenly broke loose which sent Chris and Brad hurdling towards the portal.

"Shiiit!" yelled Chris as he flew towards the portal at a high speed.

"Ahhhhhhhh" screamed Brad as his body slammed into the portal before everything went fuzzy.

A couple of hours later

"Ughhhhh" groaned Chris as he shook his head, "What happened?"

Chris looked at his surroundings and found himself in a small clearing with trees all around him. He noticed the trees were very different in nature than whats in American forests.

"These don't look like ordinary trees" thought Chris as he kept scanning the environment.

"Ah fuck!" groaned Brad as he got up.

"Holy shit! Your here too!" exclaimed Chris as he moved over to help pick his brother up.

"Well duh, I was flying towards you remember. We flew through that weird coloured-wait, where the fuck are we?" asked Brad as he looked around his new surroundings.

"I cannot answer that for I also have no idea what area were in" replied Chris.

"Well what was that thing back then?" asked Brad as he looked at Chris for answers.

"No fucking clue bro. Not a single one" answered Chris.

"Ah Shit!" exclaimed Brad as he clenched his head. He felt like he was having the mother of all headaches, but it wasn't a normal headache. Instead of feeling pain in his head he saw what seemed to be vehicles and weapons that seemed to come out of a fantasy cartoon he loved so much.

"Brad you alright?" asked Chris with a concerned look.

"WHOO! That was a painful headache. Shit, it still hurts" complained Brad as he rubbed his forehead with both hands and wiped away the sweat that formed earlier on

"ARGHHH!" exclaimed Chris as he started experiencing the same thing that happened to Brad.

"Shit, it hurts!" complained Chris as he gripped his forehead trying to make the pain go away.

"Just endure it, it'll go away soon" informed Brad, just as Brad said that, Chris stopped yelling in pain and was panting heavily as he regained his vision.

"Crap, what kind of headache was that?" asked Chris as he looked at Brad.

"Dunno, I'm also thinking the same thing" replied Brad.

"Did you see those things?" asked Chris.

"What things?" asked Brad confused.

"I can't explain it, but it seems like we were being fed information in like an instant. My mind is currently filled with these strange looking vehicles and weapons and soldiers that all seem to just circulate around my head. They look like something outta star wars, your favourite show" informed Chris.

Brad thought for a quick moment and tried to remember what he saw, instantly his mind was flooded with at least thousands of pieces of information as weapons and vehicles of all sorts flooded his mind and cleared out everything else. Brad saw the endless ocean of information in his head and just couldn't stop staring at them all, he now knew everything in the star wars universe.

"Jeez this is something!" said Brad happily.

"What? You know all the facts and stuff, but aint gonna use it. So whats the point exactly?" asked Chris with an amused face.

"Actually didn't think of that" replied Brad.

"So where are we?" asked Chris trying to return back to the original question at hand.

"We could be anywhere, we might not even be in America anymore" Brad said looking around "Seems like we might've ended up in a park or somewhere in Russia, who knows."

"Ah jeez, lets try to find a settlement" began Chris as he looked for a direction to walk in. He suddenly froze in his steps as he saw multiple yellow eyes staring at him in the distance through the dense forest. He squinted his eyes to get a better look but to no avail.

"Yo Brad....you see these creepy yellow eyes in the distance?" asked Chris as he started walking backwards slowly.

"Brad? Brad what t-," said Chris as he turned around to only see his brother standing in an aggressive stance while looking at the dark areas of the forest.

"Yo Brad!" yelled Chris as he tried to get his brothers attention.

"Don't yell you dumbass. These are bloody animals and it looks like we're their dinner. So don't try to startle them or else we might die right now" whispered his brother, enough for the two of them to hear each other.

"Ok, but what do we do?" asked Chris nervously.

"I don't know, your the older guy. You should know a few tricks right?" asked Brad.

"Well I didn't pay much attention when it came to handling animals good sir" hissed Chris.

"Well thats very helpful you know" replied Brad sarcastically.

As the two brothers slowly backed up towards each other, a timberwolf sprang out from its hiding spot and growled fiercely at the two men, or rather its next meal.

"Holy crap!" exclaimed Chris as he jumped back in fright at the sight of the Timberwolf.

"What the hell is that?!" demanded Brad as he focused his full attention to his new foe.

"Christ almighty I don't know" panted Chris as he continued to scan the wooden creature.

"It seems to be made out of wood and actually has a sense of that of a wolf" informed Chris as he tried his best to analyse the creature. Just then a image popped into his head and realised what he was staring at.

"Holy crap Brad! Thats a fucking Timberwolf!" exclaimed Chris as he pointed at the beast which made it growl and approach them more aggressively this time.

"A what?" asked Brad confusingly.

"A bloody Timberwolf, don't you watch MLP? This thing is standing right in front of us, a bloody mythical creature is standing right in front of us" answered Chris.

"Well sorry if I don't watch that much MLP, I'm not a hardcore fan you know" replied Brad.

As the Timberwolf got closer to the two, it bared its sharp teeth and was eager to pounce on its prey and have a tasty meal for the day. It crouched down and made itself ready to pounce on its opponent at the right time. It waited and waited as it watched its meal move back slowly while it kept moving forward. Becoming impatient, it sprang up into the air and dived straight towards Chris, who saw this coming and rolled over to the side to avoid the wolfs claws.

"Shit, that was close!" exclaimed Chris as he got up. This sort of move seemed to have pissed of the Timberwolf as it got back up quickly and was already ready to make its next move.

"Crap I need a weapon" thought Chris. Just as Chris thought of a weapon a sleek black object materialised in his hands.

"Whoa! What?!" said Chris with a shocked expression.

"What the hell did you do?" asked Brad from the other side.

"I don't know! It just appeared in my hand" answered Chris.

"Well if its a gun, start shooting!" exclaimed Brad.

"I don't know how to use it!" exclaimed Chris as he fumbled with the controls, trying to find a switch or anything that would make the alien weapon work.

"Ugh, just throw it over!" yelled Brad angrily.

"Suit yourself" replied Chris as he chucked the rifle over to Brad.

As the Timberwolf observed the mysterious object in the strange beings hands, it watched as the black pole rod flew over its head and was caught by the second being. It watched the being fumble around with it and decided to eat it while it was distracted. Thinking now was the right time, the Timberwolf growled at its new target and was preparing to make a dash for it.

"Oh no" thought Brad as he watched the Timberwolf aim for him.

"I ain't gonna be your food for tonight doggy. Time to say goodbye" smiled Brad devilishly as he aimed the strange rifle at the Timberwolf and fired a single laser bolt at the beast as the laser shot cut right through its head and exited out the other side, killing the wolf instantly.

Chris watched as the black rifle emitted a loud "pew". Like that laser effect used in star wars. He watched in awe as the blue bolt went right through the wolf and killed it.

"OHOHOHOHO!" When did you get it to do that?" asked Chris excitedly as he walked over to Brad completely ignoring the Timberwolf's dead body.

"Learning Chris, its all about learning" informed Brad.

Just as Chris was about to speak up again, multiple growls could be heard from the forest and multiple yellow eyes began staring at them. To make matters worst, more Timberwolves came out of their hiding spots and began approaching their dead comrade. As the Timberwolves began converging on their new targets they wanted to avenge their fallen comrade and make a fine meal out of the two brothers.

"Shit, I count ten in total" informed Chris.

"I'll handle this," began Brad as he aimed the rifle at the Timberwolves and said, "Eat some lasers freaks!"

As Brad squeezed the trigger on the rifle, the rifle started firing its deadly shots of lasers at the Timberwolves and began cutting them down one by one and leaving charred marks everywhere, the forest was filled with the loud sound of the laser rifle discharging every laser shot that exited its barrel. Soon the whole area was littered with dead Timberwolves and leaving two humans in the centre of it.

"What the fuck just happened?" asked Chris as he looked at the dead bodies.

"I don't know" answered Brad.

"Well we can start by telling me what the fuck is that thing your holding" demanded Chris.

"Well, from what my mind tells me, this weapon here is a DC-15A blaster rifle" answered Brad.

"A what now?" asked Chris confusingly.

"A DC-15A blaster rifle. Its amongst the many standard issue weapons used by the clone troopers and the Grand Army of the Republic" informed Brad proudly.

"Uhuh, and that thing shoots lasers?" said Chris.

"Umm not exactly lasers but they are more or less like that, you see it has a power charged magazine, this power charged magazine ionised the gas into a charged plasma within the ignition chamber. The bolts will be accelerated out of the rifle electromagnetically, the octagonal like barrel here," as he pointed at it, "would compress the plasma into a thin bolt before exiting the barrel resulting in your so called laser blast" said Brad.

Chris's mouth was agape as he heard all the information that just came out of Brad's mouth, not only is Brad good in weapons, he now knows how to use futuristic ones too.

"How....just.....how did.......nevermind" said Chris as he sat down trying to think everything through.

"Well time for you to answer my question, where the hell did you get this sort of tech?" asked Brad curiously.

"I told you, it just materialised in my hand out of thin air" replied Chris.

"And how did you do that exactly?"

"How do I know? It just magically appeared in my hands"

"Well there must be something, try again"

"And hope that another weapon will appear, pssh like that would happen"

"Just try"

"Fine, don't laugh if it doesn't work"

As Chris tried to think of a weapon his mind came up blank, he tried hard to bring up a weapon he knew but his mind search came up blank. Instead he thought of the same weapon that his brother was holding and instantly his body surged with an unusual feeling and the same rifle appeared in his hands.

"Holy Shit!" exclaimed Brad as he looked at the exact same rifle in Chris's hands.

"Well thats something" thought Chris as he examined the weapon.

"Holy shit you can make weapons!" said Brad gleefully.

"I don't think so, I think you can do it too" informed Chris amusingly.

"What? I can! Holy crap" said Brad as he smiled happily at what he said.

"So how do I do it?" asked Brad excitedly.

"Just think of something" shrugged Chris.

"Like what? An AT-TE?" said Brad.

Just as Brad said that a huge clang could be heard behind them and covered the area with a medium sized shadow. As the two turned around their eyes were filled with pure awe as the giant machine that stood before them was a real working AT-TE.

"Well shit" said Brad.

Author's Note

Feel free to write any writing errors and points i didnt explain in the story in the comments