Author's Note

There has been a few complaints about the formatting, the story, and the descriptions so I will now only use colored words for the voice in Connor's head and his own thoughts. The voice in Connor's head is still colored brown, Connor's thoughts are colored red, and my text will be italicized. I'm only warning you now, prepare for carnage.

Everfree Carnage

"Oh my fucking head." cursed Connor. He then got up and took a good look at his surroundings and thought to himself, "Where the hell am I and why do I have the feeling that I'm being watched?" He looked around some more and then he heard a howl.

*AROOO!!*

"Well shit." Connor cursed again. Then Connor began to run but he noticed something different about his speed. He was moving as fast as a car and he said, "What the hell is happening to me?!" Then his mind finally clicked, piecing everything together and then he whispered to himself, "So that old bastard wasn't lying when he said my wish would be granted, *hmmph* figures, now I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere and I became a super powered freak."

Connor then ran all the way to a seemingly abandoned castle and said, "Well looks like I have some place to stay for the night." He said as he noticed the sun was setting. He started walking to the front door only for a manticore to stand at the entrance and roared directly at him.

*ROARRR!*

"Well, looks like there's no other way around this huh." said Connor. "I wonder since I wished for the powers of all of my favorite heroes and villains..." He thought to himself and trailed off. Then he got an idea that may work. He focused his thoughts to his right hand and imagined one of the most powerful weapon's imaginable being in that hand. His hand glowed and one of the most notorious swords in Capcom history appeared in his hand and then Connor looked at the weapon and said, "No freaking way, I have the Yamato, just think of how many things I can tear apart with this mighty sword." The Yamato looks like a samurai sword with a white hilt and a black sheathe, for all you DMC fans this is Devil May Cry 4 style Yamato. Then Connor's thoughts were interrupted by the manticore.

*ROARR!!

"Well looks like the kitty decided to bare his fangs, come here kitty, *whistle*, come here you ugly fucker!" said Connor. The manticore then lunged at Connor. Connor then remembered that he now had new powers to test out and he decided to use Dante's quicksilver ability that allows him to stop time for a short period. Then with a snap of his fingers he activated the quicksilver ability and ran towards the manticore and chopped off it's head. He then sliced the manticore in various other spots until the Yamato was soaking in blood and the manticore was nothing more than a gory pile of guts, flesh, and bone. Then Connor said, "Eww, now that's just nasty, hope the vultures get this before the body reeks anymore. Oh god I think I'm going to be sick if I keep looking at the damn thing and smelling it's corpse at the same time *ughh*." said Connor

Connor then walked into the castle and thought to himself, "This place looks awfully familiar." He then got to the main room just beyond the entrance and he saw a strange statue along with a couple of rows of stairs. As he saw the view he realized where he was and said with a bit of sarcasm at the end, "I think I may be in Princess Celestia's and Luna's old castle, just fucking great. This must be the price I have to pay. For exchange for all this power I have to live in Equestria. Nice job old man."

You know there is a worse price you could've payed.

"Where the fuck are you and who are you, show yourself!"

Don't pretend you don't know me. I'm that little voice in your head remember.

OK, then if you are a voice in my head, you should hear me right now.

Loud and clear bucko and your not the only one who knows what I'm talking about.

What the fuck are you talking about, there's nobody here but me.

Don't you see, the readers know what we're saying, we're in a fanfiction story.

Goddammit voice in Connor's head I thought I told you not to tell Connor about this being a fanfiction now you done and fucked everything up.

Sorry couldn't resist but don't call me just a voice, call me Chad.

Shut the fuck up both of you and get out of my head.

How can you hear me?

The better question is how could I not hear you because I can freaking hear your voice loud and clear. I mean who are you anyway.

You shouldn't be able to hear me unless, oh shit you have Deadpool's powers too. As for my name you can call me Crimson Blade.

So I have Deadpool's powers fuck yeah. Are you supposed to be the author of this story.

Yes I am the author of this story and how did you know that.

I've read plenty of fanfics myself that involves breaking the 4th wall and this seems to be that kind of story so I'm not all that surprised.

Wow even I'm surprised that your taking this so well.

OK, just be quiet so I can find some place to sleep okay.

Connor then was greeted with silence once again and said, "Finally, I thought they would never be quiet." Connor then walked up the left flight of stairs and went down the hallway. He then peered through numerous doors while walking through the hallway and eventually found a bedroom that could support his mass. In case your wondering Connor is 5 feet and 9 inches tall. When Connor reached the bed, he said to himself, "I can finally get some rest."

Connor eventually drifted off into a deep sleep. Little does he know that soon he may get a surprise visit.