Madness Combat: Warped Reality

(A.N, this is my first fanfic, Constructive criticism will be appreciated, also if you aren’t the ultraviolence kind then this is the wrong place for you, ponies will get hurt, and possibly killed. Oh and im using the madness combat 7 Hank look)
All rights belong to their rightful owners,My little pony Fim to Hasbro and Madness combat to Krinkels AKA Matt Jolly.)

NEW INTRO AND EDITED A BIT
Madness combat Warped reality: Part one, the arival.
Somewhere in Nevada

Hank had just received his latest mission by the higher powers, find and Kill Tricky the clown.After buying a can of coke from his vending machine (For some reason he pays for). He goes around to the west side of the house and walks into his carport. After retrieving his trusty katana and Deagle with a silenced MP7 and a detachable scope. He gets into his car filled with tracking devices, he turns the key and starts the car, turning out his garage he embarks on his 5KM drive to the last known location of Tricky.

(4.75 Kilometers later)

The grey building slowly came into view, Hank decided to take the sneaky approach and sneak in around the back. taking out his MP7, he slaps in a fresh magazine and attaches the scope, He spots two 1337 Agents and a A.T.P Soldier with a bandolier which holds 2 flashbang grenades and a strange attachment to his optical goggle, taking his aim on the highest flashbang, he slows his breath and squeezes the trigger and quickly closes his 'eyes' as he feels the gun's kick to shield them from the resulting flash, with the A.T.P Soldier bleeding his yellow blood out on the ground due to a bullet through the chest and two disoriented 1337 Agents, Hank switches the firing mode to the 3-round burst and quickly peppers the two agents a volley of bullets. After looking out for any remaining agents Hank sprints over to the building and wait's outside the door, He holsters his MP7 and knocks on the metal door twice.

"Oi! Open it yourself!" someone inside yelled, to which, Hank knocked twice again resulting in an angry grumble from the other side of the door a few seconds before it opened.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!?" yelled an A.T.P Engineer as he walked out of the building, moments before he was grabbed by the throat, spun around and held in front of Hank as he drew his Deagle and held it infront of the Engineer, making him a living meat shield.

"FMMGHHNN HHWP MHH!" The A.T.P Engineer screamed under Hanks gloved hand as he was pulled into the room, still acting as a shield.

"OH SHIT IT"S HANK!" one of the 1337 in the room yelled as they pulled out their guns and took aim at the general direction of Hank.

"DMMT FMMGHHN SHHHT!!" The A.T.P Engineer yelled as he started to thrash around when the Agent's opened fire at them, multiple bullets missing Hank and hitting the Engineer.

"GET HIM!" an A.T.P Soldier yelled as he ran up to a locker and pulled out an FN FAL.

Seeing this, Hank retreated behind a large stack of boxes and reached into the bullet riddled A.T.P Engineer's satchel as the boxes were slowly being torn to shreds by all of the bullets being fired at them and pulled out an incendiary grenade, pulled the pin and held it for a few seconds before lobbing it out from behind the boxes, hitting something metal, followed by a colossal *BOOM* accompanied with some screams that were cut short, peeking through the holes in the boxes, Hank sees a huge scorch mark and a crater where he assumes some gas containers used to be. Coming out of cover and dropping the yellow blooded shield on the ground, he saw various splats of red and yellow blood with various body parts strewn across the room, Hank pulled out his Mp7 but soon realised that the barrel hand a gaping hole through it.

Must have been that bloody A.T.P Soldier Hank thought as he cast aside the now useless gun, leaving him with just his katana and Deagle.

(PPSSSSSHHHHT)

Hank dropped to the ground in pain as the sound of static filled the air for a brief moment He's here... Hank thought once again as he started to head towards the door at the opposite door of the room.

Entering the next room which held a giant Mag Agent V4, Hank quickly jumped into action, easily dodging the hulking sentient mass of Hard Hitting muscles and bone. Unsheathing his trusty katana he slashes and stabs the Mag agent multiple times while dodging his bookcase fists, spilling his viscous blood, infuriating the beast to a point of pure bloodlust. It cocks his non-existent arm and unleashes a punch that carried about 3 tons worth of force but alas, misses, and succeeds in getting his fist crushed and stuck in the solid wall. Hank sees this opportunity and runs around him, jumps on the back of the fortified agent who is fiercely trying to dislodge its hand from the water damaged wall and swat Hank from his back as he climbs up the Mag with his sword acting like an ice pick. Hardy Hank proceeds to sever the giant’s spinal cord causing the rampaging Mag to suddenly fall limp and die a painful death as his organs slowly fail, unfortunately it falls right in front of the door Hank was heading through.

Trying and failing to find any way past the slowly dying paralysed Mag agent, Hank let out an annoyed *HARRUMPH* Hank tries to move the shipping container of an enemy out of the way were in vain, just as Hank was starting to look for a new way out the building. Suddenly the improbably chaotic clown burst through the wall just left of the now dead Mag with another blast of static that filled the air.
Hank felt his blood boil just by looking at that constantly shaking freak of nature, while on the other hand Tricky was excited to be in the presence of his murderous rival. Tricky pulled his good old stop sign out of his magical endless clown pocket, assassin and clown both with their trusty weapons in tow, suddenly shot towards each other swinging sign and sword at a speed that would make the Auditor look twice. Every now and then one or the other would get a hit in, a sign to the face, a sword to the brain, but still they both persisted, exhaustion showing on both of their ‘faces’, the once impossible speed was now coming to a halt.

Hanks body was bruised and battered yet he still kept on fighting, surprised at himself for tiring out the jittery ex DJ zombie clown, what Tricky didn’t know was that Hank had a trick up his invisible sleeve, a GUN!, Hank started to back off shaking slightly starting to look like Tricky, while the aforementioned clown was shaking more violently than ever, obviously weakened from the previous battle. Suddenly Tricky’s head snapped around 180 degrees, Hank saw this opportunity to draw his Desert eagle, he took aim at tricky just as his head turned the right way around. *BLAM* right in the improbability drive.

Tricky fell to the ground, static could be heard all around him, his body was jerking to impossible angles and turns very quickly as he was buzzing around on the floor in a broken kind of vibrating clown way, Hank was not expecting this, normally Tricky would have gotten the upper hand and killed Hank, This was different, Tricky’s body started to glow a neon red as he seems to of gained a gravitational pull, this, After all Hank has been through this was actually scaring the hardened ninja assassin. Hank could not move, he was mortified to his very being which scared Hank even more. Why was this so terrifying to him? He has severed a hulking Mag agent’s spine and drenched himself in blood which he wiped off with his hand and wiped it off his hand on the ground in the blink of an eye, while processing this in his bandaged head he failed to notice that he was slowly being sucked towards the ever growing vortex where the static was growing ever louder, Tricky’s trademark spastic shaking suddenly comes to a stop along with the static moments before he starts to implode into the vortex in a bloody spray of zombie clown blood, blood and mask. Hank body is suddenly attacked by the pain of all the previously living that has killed at once, he blacks out and is sucked into the vortex to which it suddenly stops.

zzzzzZZZZSSHOOOWWMPHHHHhhhh

Somewhere in Equestria

Hanks head was pounding, he couldn’t move, he slowly opened his eyes only to close them right after due to the brightness of the day, he opened them again slowly and was gobsmacked, all he remembered was a dull grey room with a window showing the dull grey landscape and a red to black gradient skyline. All of that was now full of colours unknown to Hank, he painfully pulled himself up and got a look of his surroundings, behind him was a large forest, to the left side was a field of trees with apples on them, ahead was a small village and to the right was a small cottage. Seeing as the apple orchard was closer of the three, he headed there, along the way he was still in shock of all these new colours, Hank saw some weird flying things with colourful wings, he cautiously approached them only to have them fly away.

‘Non-Hostile’ he thought.

Upon reaching the orchard he noticed a strange red building with doors Big enough for a Mag agent to fit through.

Better scout out this red building he thought.

Hank felt his stomach growl, something it had never done before, He decided to grab an apple or two, he sheathed his katana and put away his Deagle then jumped up and grabbed one with both hands, taking a look these looked FAR more appetising than the tiny grey apples back in Nevada. Taking a cautionary bite, tasting that big juicy red apple he shuddered,

‘Fuck me these are fifty times better than any nevadian crapples he thought and ate both of the apples with gusto.

Meanwile

“Applebloom are ya sure ya saw something over near the forest?” Applejack questioned her little sister

“Applejack! Ahm tellin the truth! ah saw a big flash over near the edge of our orchard! C’mon just PLEASE come and look”
Applebloom complained

“Ugh fine ill come an’ look, but if yer lying your aint gonna get none of Granny Smith’s special apple tarts tonight” Applejack warned causing Applebloom to flinch slightly.

Elsewhere

Hank had eaten about 3 more apples and started heading to the red building, he was about grab another apple until he heard voices. He promptly ninja jumped up into the nearest tree and saw what he never thought he would see an odd coloured horse with a smaller yellow horse.

“APPLEJACK! DID YA'LL SEE THAT?” the smallest one screamed after seeing Hank for a split second.

'Shit'

“See what Applebloom?" the one apparently called Applejack asked completely oblivious to Hank.

“S-Something jumped up into that tree!” the small one called Applebloom said as she stopped and pointed her hoof visibly frightened, to the tree Next to the one Hank jumped up into.

“Whut? How could something jump up into a tall tree like that?” Applejack asked as they started to walk towards it “CONSARNIT! Some rodent’s been eating mah apples” She said seeing some apple cores underneath Hank’s tree.

Applebloom looked up into the tree and saw something that made her coat go pale, “A-a-applej-jack...”Applebloom stuttered out while pointing up into the tree that Hank was hiding in, she saw a black clad biped with a strange L thing and a sword.

Hank Dropped down and landed with both his sword and gun in a defensive way causing both ponies hearts to skip a beat, Hank back-flipped and swung his sword around in an intimidating manor.

“WHAT THE HAY ARE YOU!?” Applejack yelled, not phasing the hardy assassin in the slightest causing her to back away slowly.

“Applejack what is that thing?...” Applebloom asked, petrified with fear.

Hank slowly started to advance on the two mortified ponies, still holding his sword in the same defensive way, hearing a twig snap Hank spins around pistol whipping a big red horse in the face, staggering but not incapacitating it.
Seeing her opportunity Applejack ran up, spun around and bucked Hank in the back, knocking him over only to be slashed by his sword across the side of her bum causing her to scream in pain as some of her bum muscle was sliced.

Getting back up on his feet Hank was about to deal the final blow to the unknown coloured horse but found himself unable to seeing as she was a complete mess, tears streaming down her face, in the horse equivalent of the fetal position, shaking in fear and crying in pure terror. He sheathed his sword and re-holstered his Deagle. He walked up to the horse only to be bucked hard in the side by the red one and then felt some kind of fuzzy feeling that made him feel tired, he looked for the source and found a purple horse with a horn.

The fuck?’ he thought, He staggered up trying to keep conscious, he saw the red one try to buck him again but this time he dodged and delivered an uppercut to the red horses jaw, knocking it out before slowly losing consciousness.

Just a normal day

(A.N, well that was kinda fun :D, it isn’t too easy crossing madness with ponies but DAMN is it satisfying, Peace)