A few weeks after I had helped out a Displaced Harry Potter, ANOTHER ONE called me.

"Yes?"

"I CHALLENGE YOU TO A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!"

"Excuse me?"

Fuck me, it's a Displaced Megatron. "I want to fight you."

............

"Okay."

"AND DON'T YOU... what'd you say?"

"I said 'okay'." I answered back. "Just give me a few days to get everything set up."

I drove to the same place where I made my token and I called in a few favors.

The first Displaced I called was the Engineer from TF2. He and a Displaced Constructicon helped me to build the arena, which was a gigantic fancy version of the Roman Colosseum. I even called in a wizard at some point to help me set up the enchantments. And it was GLORIOUS!

Heres how the collosseum is set up:

For the audience, there's a screen for the ponies in the back rows that only they can see so that they can view the fight and keep track of who's winning.

The Engineer was able to replicate the RESPAWN system. If a combatant in the arena dies: they are sent away and repaired and then they are deposited back into the combat zone. Enchantments: there are magic shields in place to protect the audience from being squished by combatants and flying debris. SO don't worry about any creature getting squished.

The following morning, the day of the big fight was happening. Everyone was invited. And by everyone, I MEAN EVERYONE. A whole bunch of ponies showed up, even a few Displaced showed up too. To my surprise, the Pillars showed up. There were others too: the Princesses, Queen Novo, Tempest Shadow, Shining Armor and Princess Cadence, and even the main six showed up.

There's even a pony commentator, don't remember his name.

"Welcome... to the mane event! Mares and gentlecolts! LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Scared Prime?"

My battle mask activates. "You. Wish."

(Starswirl) "I have bits on the silver one."

(Flash Magnus) "No way. My bits are one the red and blue one!"

(Somnambula, Mage Meadowbrook,and Mistmane) "Really now. Betting on combat?"

I pulled the ion blaster off my back and blasted Megatron. Right in the groin area.

"AAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!"

"Sorry." I say. I was not apologetic in the slightest.

(Flash Magnus) "Yikes. That looks painful." He then watches as I proceed to blast Megatron right in the shoulder.

Megatron blasts me in the shoulder with... what the shit?!!!

"Deathshot rounds?!?! Are you fucking kidding me?! SO, you wanna play that game eh? TWO CAN PLAY!"

I then cooked my ion blaster, then I let it rip... Megatron's head clean off.

(Starswirl winces) "Not... as much as that."

Round one has ended.

Round two... Megatron won this one. (I let him win. He's a fucking sore loser, but he was surprisingly a good sport about the last round)

Final round. I had spent a few hours into the battle damaging him. First, I blew his right arm clean off, used the rail guns from my flight tech on him.

Then...

"AKRACKATOW!!!"

My railguns, plus the charged ion blaster's blast, aimed at his waist blew the upper half of his body clean off, leaving the equivalent of just the legs and a little bit of the spine behind, while his upper body flew right through the colosseum doors and right outside. Meanwhile, the audience watches in a stupified daze as Megatrons legs fall forwards.

"STARSCREAMEME!!!" he blurted out randomly, before he bled out Energon and promply died from it. The RESPAWN system worked its magic and brought him back to life. We shook on a good game, with ponies cheering wildly in the background, which I found kind of ironic since they didn't strike me as violence inclined.

"Well," I say stretching. "that was fun." WIth nothing else I had to do, I decided to head home to my hideaway, next to Princess Twilight's Friendship castle.

Author's Note

"THEIR DEFENSES ARE BROKEN! LET THE SLAUGHTER BEGIN!!!!!"