Author's Note

Hey guys, welcome to the second chapter! This chapter is going into new waters for me because it's a crossover! Thank you shagohad12 for doing this with me, it's been a lot of fun so far. If any of you haven't already, please check out their stories they're really good and really hard to put down!

A Nephalem and A Jötunn

The walk through the forest was mostly uneventful, if a bit awkward with the constant staring of the green “unicorn,” as she called herself. I would look to her, periodically, mostly for directions. The woman would dart her eyes away before she pointed a direction.
“I won’t bite, you know.” I told the flustered female.
“O-of course not,” she stuttered, “ I am sorry. I just was not expecting a stallion here. Especially one so...strong.”
We continued on in silence a bit longer as I processed her words.
“I go where the gods tell me.” I started, “They have told me to strike at this evil that plagues these lands. I shall defeat these undead and release your people from the grip of evil.”
The forest was all that could be heard once made our way to her town. Clover came closer but I was too busy thinking about everything that happened, until a nearby bush shook. We stopped and she ducked behind me holding onto my robe. I raised my eyebrow at this but aside from that, my focus was on the brush.
The bush shook a little more and I readied myself, preparing my knuckle duster for whatever was in those bushes. Clover pressed herself a bit closer to me and I slid my foot into a better stance. Time seemed to slow as we waited for whatever was in there but eventually something did jump out. Clover gave a preemptive scream of terror as the vicious...terrified bunny dashed away from us. I slowly released a breath and relaxed my stance a bit as Clover clung to me.
“You okay there?” I asked, being sure to hold back the chuckle playing in my throat.
She was just silent and didn't let go, so I just knelt down, much to her dismay.
“Hop on.” I said.
She gave a small “eep” before she complied. We then began our trek, once more. She seemed to enjoy herself a bit if her sighs of content were anything to go by. I just shrugged it off internally as we finally entered a clearing where I could see a small, walled town. I started walking that way before a cylinder fell in front of me from some strange warp hole looking thing that quickly vanished once it deposited its payload. I picked up the strange device and a voice sounded:
“I am the changer of shape, seeking to understand the many forms of life. Call for the man of many shapes during your hour of need and I will come, a one man army. Activate the cylinder and in a flash I’ll be ready to clash.”
“Activate? How in the name of creation do I do that?” I pondered out loud.
“Maybe like this?” Clover asked before pressing the top of the cylinder, getting a chirp in response.
I looked to the unicorn who just gave a bashful smile. I gave a sigh before I had her get off my back. She groaned a bit but hopped off right before a bright green light was emitted from the device. She leapt back onto my back as I dropped the device and readied my stance waiting for whatever was about to happen.

The light faded, revealing a young man, in his late twenties. He wore an old grey hoody and a pair of jeans. A rather large scar was present on his left cheek, and his hair reached down to his waist. He glanced around, locking his eyes on me.

“Sup?”

My stance relaxed a fraction but not much as I looked the human up and down. My hand darted to the top of my head after seeing his hair and I felt my bald scalp with a groan, I was hoping I didn't feel my hair because of the bald cap I put on, but no, I was legitimately bald now. My hair was gone! I then ran my hand down my beard. At least that was still there. I then locked eyes with the human again and made sure my stance was right.
“You're the voice from that cylinder. How did you get here?”
Clover hid her head behind mine and held onto me tighter.

“You summoned me, that's why.” He crossed his arms looking me other. “So...Why'd you summon me?”

“Summoned?” I asked, as I relaxed. “What are you talking about?”
Clover hopped off my back and looked the new human over until she saw the scar on his face and gasped.
“Oh! Who hurt you?! Did your herd do something?” she asked with a kind of fury lacing her voice.
My eyes darted from on the the other, my mind riddled with questions for both but ultimately, the other human held my interest more.
“Did the pantheon send you as well?”

“Okay first off, I turned the guy who gave me this scar into meat paste.” He glanced at Clover and then to me. “Pantheon? What, do you think we’re Smite or something? You summoned me from my universe jackass.”

My eye twitched a bit at the name but ultimately I kept my focus.
“Listen here, you badass wannabe,” or not, “I have no idea what you're talking about but what I do know is that I was sent here by fucking Diablo angels!”
Clover’s ears splayed back at my outburst and she got a little bit behind me.
“I get brought by one of my best friends to some stupid con, taken to black rubble that apparently houses a prime evil, saved and then killed by the damn angel of justice and some douche in a merchant costume from Resident Evil 4, sent here by one of the Diablo pantheons, save a rather attractive anthro and now have some fart-knocker talking about summons. I hardly know what the fuck’s going on anymore!”
I pant a bit after my rant while Clover pats my back, albeit with a rather red face.

“That happens to 99% of us,” the man explained. “Your a Displaced, welcome to the club.”

“Displaced?” I asked trying to recover my composure.
“So...attractive huh?” Clover purred with a giggle.

“Yeah, it's kinda self explanatory.” The man shifted, rubbing his neck. “You were 'displaced’ from your universe and placed in another.” He narrowed his eyes. “And if anyone tells you it means 'Dimensionally Misplaced’, slap them and tell them to stop spreading that stupid shit.”

“Right…” I cough still trying to wrap my head around this and ignore the anthropomorphic unicorn nuzzling into my side. “but how did-”
A blast cut me off as a hole appeared in the ground where more dead began to rise up. I quickly got into position as the rose. A light flashed as a skeletal pony with wings appeared and hovered amidst them.

“Hey asshole, we’re trying to have a conversation.” The man glared, looking unimpressed. “Go back to your hellhole before I use your skull as a cereal bowl.”

The being rasped a bit before looking at us, his eyes alight with a green fire. Clover clung to me, her pupils shrinking to pin pricks.
“No. That can't be real...Sir Hurricane?”
The skeleton cackled before he looked at the man that yelled at him, his eyes’ flames burning brighter.
“You doth not know your position, creaton.”

“Oh, I'm very keenly aware of my position.” The man cracked his neck, tossing off his hoodie to reveal a well toned, and scared chest. “I am Jason Hughes, ruler of Jotunheim. Descended from Ymir himself. I am the slayer of Fenrir, queller of the Forever rebellion.” The wind picked up, clouds forming above. “Tell me Hurricane, think you can best a god?”

Hurricane laughed once more as more and more dead arose.
“The gods themselves cringe before the might of Diablo. By him, all shall fall and my dead shall bring me your head as a trophy, Hughes!” he turned to his men, “Bring me their bones and deliver to me the head of the Nephalem, as well as this ‘Jason Hughes.’”

The men didn't get a chance to move before Jason did. He turned into a blur, weaving his way through them. Most were cut to pieces, though a few were torn apart or frozen and shattered.

The skeletal beast growled in anger before a female voice echoed through the air.
“Hurricane, not now. We must strike later.”
A woman in tainted demon hunter clothes landed beside Jason, her very presence one of pure power and terror itself. She looked to the skeleton, not even bothering with the others.

“or, I could just do this.” Jason flicked his wrist, making Hurricane screech in pure agony. “I wonder if you'll just drop dead if I cast Life?’

The woman raised an eyebrow as the feat of Jason before a demon claw rose from the ground, and took hold of him. She placed a hand on Hurricane’s leg before the two vanished in a pentagram.. The claw rose further revealing a demon that looked like a Baron of hell from doom on steroids. I only hesitated a moment before I rand and punched the creature in the shin, causing it to drop Jason in surprise, though it was more pissed off.
“You will be purified, foul demon!” I shouted only to get kicked back to Clover.
The creature focusing on Jason with a snarl. Jason leapt up into the air, screaming like an animal. He knocked the demon onto its back, proceeding to beat it's face in, not seeming to care if he was covered in blood and gore.
Clover fussed over me as I got back up, seeing Jason pounding the creature into a bloody pulp. I looked with both awe and a bit of jealousy while Clover proceeded to empty her stomach’s contents. I winced a bit at her retching but still watched the visceral display before me, it was like a car crash...or a very fucked up movie.
“I think you got it.” I said finally noting that the corpse stopped twitching.

Jason jumped off the body, panting heavily. “I feel...A lot better.”

“I should hope so, sir Viking Warrior.” I said, with a small chuckle.
“What in the name of the late King and Queen was that about?” Clover said, as she swallowed dryly.
I rubbed her shoulder consolingly as she dry heaved a bit more but looked to Jason once more.
“You were saying?”

“What was your last question going to be?” Jason flicked his wrist, cleaning the gore and blood off himself.

“I was going to ask how someone could even ‘displace’ another being. I mean, what kind of being has that kind of power?”
Guards began coming from the city and grouped around the scene, all mares, with looks ranging from disgust to admiration. From among them stepped out a blue unicorn with wings. She was covered in armor from head to toe and held a huge war hammer slung over her shoulder.
“Who is responsible for this?!” she boomed, “Explain thyselves, now!”
I sighed at this. Can't a man ask one question without a group of things interrupt? Clover looked over to the mare and grinned.
“Princess Luna! These two stallions saved us.” Clover started before she shuddered at the sight of the body again. “May I ask that we take any other talks inside walls?”

“Hold on.” Jason grabbed his hoodie, slipping it on. “I'm not done here yet.”

The princess looked at Jason with a confused look and a slightly red tint.
“Then finish your business here. We will begin burning these corpses.” she said before barking orders to the troops.

“yeah no. Omnitrix, Alien X.” Another bright green flash went off, and Jason was replaced with a tall humanoid, whose skin looked like the night sky. He stood perfectly still, not moving.

“Omnitrix…” I thought, a smile creeping to my face “No way, a Norse god follower and a Ben 10 fan? Wasn't expecting that. Something tells me I shouldn't expect anything anymore.”
Luna blushed more at the new form of Jason, seeing her stars seem to sparkle inside him.

“Motion carried!” Jason thrust his arms out. The world shuddered, and in a blink, the bodies were now living ponies again, seeming to be utterly confused.

The guards gasped a bit, dropping any weapons in shock. The newly revived ponies looked around, before the group realized that had been altered. One mares lower half had been replaced by a snake tail, one unicorn had two horns, a pair of pegasi had taken on bat-like features and a rather normal looking pony had red markings under her eyes and a strange split in her jaw.
After but a moment, the guards screamed and made to get their weapons but stopped as I approached the newly revived, mutated ponies. They began to back away until I touched the cheek of one of the bat-like ponies, she couldn't have been more than eighteen. The mare cried in fear but couldn't flinch away. I just came up to her and held her in his arms. The bat pony shivered a bit before openly crying into my shoulder.

“Motion carried!” Jason shouted, this time, transforming the demon into a Minotaur. He reverted back to normal, clutching his head. “Hurt any of them and I'll erase you from existence.”

Clover came to me, placing her hand on my back as I gently held the poor mare who held onto me as though her life depended on it.
“How didst thou do this?” Luna whispered, tears beginning to travel down her face.

“Alien X allows me to alter reality as I see fit.” Jason gave a pained smile. “I mean, as long as the others agree. The uh... Changes were something I had to concede to too bring them back.”

“They're monsters now!” spat one guard, chucking a rock near one.
I caught the rock, my eyes a mixture of sadness and fury. I crushed the stone in my hand, letting the dust and salt fall harmlessly onto the ground. I glared at the unicorn who dropped another stone she was about to throw. Luna also fixed the mare with a glare, stopping over to her and slapping her.
“Thou doth not use those words on mine subjects!” she roared at the guard that was now holding her cheek with a shocked expression. “Return to your home! I shall be sure to tell mine sister of this injustice of yours.”
The mare quickly saluted before running back to town, the other guards shaking a bit at the actions of one of their diarchs.

“They aren't monsters,” Jason spoke up, composing himself. “Each one of them is the beginning of a new tribe of pony.” He gestured to the minotaur. “And that guys the first minotaur.”

“Huh...the bull of Minos.” I said before I recalled what Clover said, “Luna?” I looked to the lunar diarch raising an eyebrow. “As in, Princess of the night, and adorable alicorn? Has a sister that controls the sun and is rumored to gorge herself on cake?” I looked to Jason and coughed, “She doesn't mean that, does she?”

Jason just rolled his eyes. “Anyway, what we have here is a Naga pony, a bicorn, a pair of strix and a Tatzlpony.”
“You're really pulling creatures from all over in aren't you? Next you'll make a hippogriff and a Phoenix.”

“I don't have to make a hippogriff, since a pony can just mate with a griffon,” Jason replied

The strix I was holding before held onto my arm, hiding a bit from the guards.
“There are already phoenixes as well. Princess Celestia, just received a Phoenix chick from a farmer and his wife.” Clover said, holding his other side.

“Now we can go inside,” Jason proclaimed, zipping up his hoodie. “Her clothes for all these guys.”

It was right then that my mind decided to remember that there was a naked female holding onto me and I felt a powerful hear roar to life behind my cheeks. The two mares giggled at my sudden reaction and we promptly made our way into the town to which many ponies began running and screaming while a few winked at Jason and me before they did the same.
“Okay, now I can see it. All that's missing is one going-”
“The horror, the horror!” came an over dramatic voice.
“Okay, now all that's missing is the Main Six.” I said, chuckling a bit.
The guards sighed a bit at the reaction of the “brave” ponies in town, making sure not to look at the either Jason or me.
“So, Jason, right?” I asked, looking to the other human.

“Yeah.” He nodded, looking at me.

“What being can do this? ‘Displace’ beings from one universe, to another?” my look grew serious, “Is it evil?”