'Location; unknown. Target's location; unknown. Options; unknown.' T-00 was not happy at all as he was in an area he did not recognize. The last thing he recalled was being blown up with a rocket launcher and then darkness. Now he was here and back to how he was when he entered the Raccoon City Police Department, in his trench coat limiter and without any of his evolved form's claws. He felt irritation spread through his mind as he had no way to contact his superiors or recognize any nearby landmarks. This wasn't the Sahara, though it did match the temperature and the sand grain, although it didn't have the tall dunes the Sahara had, not to mention they were too far spread apart to be the Sahara. He looked around the area as he walked up a sand dune and soon came across the sight of a town in the distance. It was very run down, something like the visual of shacks he had stored in his mind in the event he had to go to a poor part of the world. Just from the sight alone, he knew this was a town with a low income, so he figured he could at least get some direction somehow if he could find the right person. Maybe a radio or computer to contact his Umbrella handler. He began his trek towards the town, his large boots being quite loud even on the sands.

"This definitely isn't New York." Alex Mercer said to himself as he was alone. The evolved man had just come back from getting a nuclear device out of New York and had been blown up as he had tried to get away. Thankfully, he managed to get some kind of creature to regenerate with. And from its memories, it was a vulture of some kind. He didn't care as he had absorbed animals before, but he just didn't really bother as he tried to figure out where he was. He reached the top of a sand dune as he saw nothing but desert for miles, but did notice a shanty town of sorts. He figured it would be a good place as any to try to find some semblance of society. He went towards the town as he hoped he wasn't wandering into a trap or something. "God knows I've been stumbling into them way too much."

"Do any of you blasted droids read me!?" General Grievous demanded as he yelled into his Holo communicator, which wasn't able to pick up any holo signals at all. Grievous sighed as he put the device away, shaking his head. "If this is a Jedi trick, I will crush them all for this!" He promised as he took in his sandy surroundings. If this was anyone's guess, it had to have been Tatooine. The former Kaleesh warlord could have cared less for the planet. He figured it was a huge waste of time to even bother with a backwater world. He turned his attention to the run down town he saw in the distance. Likely a bunch of moisture farmers if he assumed correctly. However, he never trusted assumptions as he put the thought aside and headed for the town. "This will be interesting at the very least." He muttered to himself with a growl.

'This ain't Earth at all. Either that, or I ended up in the desert.' The Doom Slayer thought to himself as he was outright confused, for the first time since he had become the Doom Slayer actually. He thought the portal that had opened when he completed his mission, to kill the Khan Makyr and kill the Icon of Sin, would take him back to his Fortress of Doom above Earth. However, he ended up in a place he didn't recognize at all. His still rage filled eyes looked over the area with a precision worthy of a Night Sentinel, looking over the fine details. He figured he could loosen up only slightly, due to the fact that Hell was defeated, but he still felt that anything could be dangerous. He saw a town in the distance and he just shook his head. 'Probably the only way I'll likely find any semblance of settlement. Maybe a way back home.' He thought as he began to walk towards the town. He somehow knew this was going to go so very wrong. It always did.

T-00 walked through the street filled with vendors of various wares, mostly of various beings in chains. 'Location; unrecognizable. Options; limited.' He thought to himself as he felt his frustration growing. Not to mention how different these beings looked. They would look out of place even in an Umbrella laboratory! They had animalistic features such as snakes, cats or other animals. Considering he didn't recognize the area or the inhabitants, he felt that he might not be on Earth anymore, especially since nowhere in the world did beings like this exist. He was brought out of his thoughts by something bumping into him from the front. He looked down at what had basically bounced off of him. It was a fish-esque being which he didn't recognize. Tuna? Swordfish? He didn't care anymore.

"Hey watch it buddy!" The being said as he got back up on his feet. "You can't just knock over whoever you want!" He yelled at T-00, who's face remained unchanged as he instead began to walk around the fish man, who put out an arm in front of him, making him stop. "Hold on there! You got anything to say there pal!?" He demanded as T-00 looked down at him without his face changing still. He remained placid as he let the fish being try to push him, but he only made his feet slide backwards from trying to push him. "Oh come on! You ain't so tough! Are you!?" T-00 was really starting to get annoyed as he saw a punch headed his way, which he caught with one hand easily. The fish being reeled back as he wasn't prepared for the action of his hand getting grabbed. T-00 then squeezed hard as he easily crushed the hand with his cast iron grip, making the entire hand shatter as blood, flesh and bone spurted everywhere and the fish being screamed in agony. T-00 then let the hand go as he watched the fish being writhe on the ground, cradling his arm and not letting anything touch it. Satisfied that he had subdued this annoyance, he continued on his way, not knowing that a certain Evolved being had seen him.

Alex Mercer was not an easy man to impress, though this was more towards shock than being impressed. He had just witnessed a 7'5 or more tall man easily crush another being's hand like it was paper and just walk off. Something about that man just wasn't right. Not only was it an extreme rarity to see a man grow to that height and muscle mass without having any problems, not to mention being so pale like that, he felt something was up. He decided to follow the huge man through the street as he made sure he wouldn't be seen. Considering this guy didn't bother killing that fish dolt, he figured he would have other intentions rather than killing everyone. He did however, know that this guy could easily do so if he so chose. He could have sworn he saw a group of multicolored people with pony attributes nearby, as he soon took notice and went back to see them a bit closer.

They were the only relatively civilized looking people he had seen all day as he noticed all their details that they shared. They all had hooves in place of human feet, legs bent backwards and everything, tails sprouting just above their rumps, human traits up to their necks, though three of them had what looked like bird's wings, but he could see they had stronger bones than that. After that, they had pony like heads, with shortened muzzles, ears on top of their heads, large eyes that conveyed more emotions than a normal human's could and two of them had horns on their forehead above their eyebrows. They also had a young boy along with them, whom had reptilian features, such as scales, short claws in place of fingernails, spines on the top and side of his head and a tail just above his posterior. Each one of this group varied in color in one way or another, one had purple skin, deep blue-ish purple hair with a pink and purple stripe running through the hair and the tail. She wore a blouse with purple trim on it, having a dark blue skirt with it, she had both wings and a horn and seemed like the leader. The next had snow white skin, with deep purple hair and tail in curls, wearing a white blouse with a purple skirt, this one had only a horn. The next was a bright cyan with her hair and tail in every color of the rainbow at once with a white workout shirt with sweatpants and she had wings, which were beating constantly as she kept herself in the air.

The next one was a butter yellow with bright pink hair and tail with wings, she wore a white t shirt with a green spring jacket and a grass green skirt. The two after that looked the most normal, one was orange with blonde hair and a blonde tail, wearing a stetson and a plaid shirt with blue jeans. The last girl had pink skin and a darker pink hair and tail while wearing a white sleeveless shirt and a pink sweater with pink sweatpants as she was bouncing up and down constantly. The last person in this group was the young boy, who had purple scales, green spines, his tail that stuck out from a crafted hole in his pants green eyes and wore a green zip up sweater, a red shirt underneath and a pair of blue jeans. They looked horrendously out of place here as they were constantly looking over their shoulders and very nervous. Likely it was their first time there, so perhaps they were travelers? No, they didn't have any luggage to speak of.

He decided to follow them, maybe see if they knew where they were going. He overheard them talking about how they had to find the queen of the Hippos. Sure why not? He had already seen some very strange sights in this world so far, so how far off could a Hippo queen be? He didn't really want that answered, and it went out of his thought process when the lead 'pony', as one would call it, was talking back to her friends behind her when she walked into someone who looked really out of place, even in this world. She went stumbling back as she looked up at the tall mechanical being she had just bumped into. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going." She said quickly as Mercer got a better look at what he was looking at. This being was tall, lanky and looked a lot like some kind of advanced combat robot. But the eyes... they were organic, as was some of the flesh around them. This had to have been a cyborg, though Mercer had no idea what the capabilities of this cyborg were. The cyborg barely stumbled from the hit as it glared at the lead pony.

"Get out of my way!" He ordered in a raspy voice as he literally shoved the lead pony to the side, sending her flat on her rump.

"Hey!" The cyan one exclaimed. "What makes you think you can push my friend around?!" She demanded as she got up in the cyborg's face as the cyborg himself growled.

"I do not require a reason, I am merely trying to know my location, and you are in my way!" He said as the cyan one scoffed.

"Listen here buster! Me and my friends are trying to look for a map or something, so would you kindly move aside?!" She demanded as Mercer thought the cyborg would kill her on the spot, but the cyborg was oddly quiet. Mercer had no idea what was going through the cyborg's head as he leaned forwards, the cyan one leaning back as her face tried to remain stoic, but she had beads of sweat going down her forehead.

"No one truly has ever spoken to me in such a manner... ever..." He said lowly and with narrowed eyes as the cyan one's friends all looked very frightened as the cyborg eventually leaned back to a more relaxed position. "You are a bold one, so I will let you pass. Now go before I change my mind." The ponies needed no further prodding as they all went by the cyborg, making sure he wouldn't follow them. The cyborg just rolled his eyes as he continued walking down the street the same way he was going earlier. Mercer figured he ought to stay with the pony group, they seemed more like the type of people to be willing to talk. That cyborg looked as though it you even so much as looked at him wrong, you would die. So it would most likely be a better idea to remain low until the right time.

Grievous didn't have a definitive answer as to why he let that group go. He could think of several reasons though. They weren't truly impeding his progress for one. They didn't have lightsabers, so they weren't Jedi. And he was more focused on finding out where he was, just like the group it seemed. He just shoved those thoughts aside as he soon came across a stall in some kind of marketplace which was full of maps, a cartographer of sorts. Grievous went over to the stall as the person behind it, another aquatic being he didn't care to understand, looked terrified of him. "I require a map of the world itself, as well as its name." Grievous said simply as the cartographer brought up a rolled up map and handed it to Grievous quickly.

"H-here it is! The world is called Equiss J-j-just, don't hurt me!" The cartographer begged as Grievous snatched it right out of his hands and unrolled it and looked at the map itself, studying the landmasses to see what he could make sense of.

"Point out where we are." He ordered as the cartographer pointed at an area on the map with a desert, so that was a start. "Tell me, which continent is the most advanced on this world?" He asked with a growl as the cartographer again pointed to a green continent with the capitalized name of 'EQUESTRIA' on it.

"There! Equestria! It's home to the ponies, they're the most advanced civilization I know of!" He said in a panic as Grievous nodded to himself.

"Then perhaps, do you know as to what they look like?" Grievous asked as the cartographer shook his head.

"I've never seen one, but I have heard of what they looked like! Smaller than most, having hooves for feet, having wings, horns or neither, they come in a lot of colors and they have somewhat pronounced muzzles, that's all I heard I swear!" The cartographer explained as Grievous hummed to himself.

"I wish to thank you, your cooperation is most appreciative." Grievous said half sarcastically. He was glad the questions went so smoothly and he now knew what those people back there were... His eyes narrowed as he went back the way he came, intent on finding that group again so they could take him to their leaders and find a way to send him back home. "Perhaps they will be as cooperative." He said, though he highly doubted they would be. He didn't notice, but as soon as he left the cartographer's sight, the cartographer fainted.

The Doom Slayer had no idea what world he had ended up on as he didn't recognize any of the species he was seeing as he walked by them. He wasn't sure if he could call them by the animal parts on them, or if they had another name for themselves. His frustration grew as he kept walking, the entire crowd parting so to not get in his way. Good. He saw a group of people off in the distance, his enhanced eyesight catching multicolored people fused with ponies talking to an anthropomorphic cat of sorts as he could feel some kind of energy coming from the lead 'pony'. It was... somewhat like the Wraiths he had protected so long ago, but also... different at the same time. He continued to walk towards them, intent on finding out who they were.

Author's Note

So, what do you think? This type of crossover has probably happened many many times, but I don't care. This is something I want to do, so I'm doing it. If you want, I can add more brutal characters to this roster, but nothing too crazy, because it could get too easy for them. Other than that, I look forward to seeing where this could go. And to those who complain relentlessly like; "DOOM ETERNAL ISN'T OUT YET. WHY ARE YOU USING DOOM ETERNAL DOOM SLAYER IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT HE CAN DO?!" Well, I like to call it 'imaginative guesswork', in other words; you're not writing the story, I am. So please do not try to complain, for the sake of the story, I would much rather have this story remain mostly positive. All of that aside, I hope you all enjoy this attempt at a multi crossover. Thank you and goodnight.