"So, you want to know what really happened on the day I died ... Do you think you're ready to hear it?" All heads in the room nodded. Leaning forward in my chair and taking the cigar out my mouth, I look around the room at everyone within. "Then stay in your seat and keep quiet, this is a story about what truly happened AFTER I died."

The True Beginning.

"Alexsandr, wake up." I hear as I open my eyes and see an old man shaking me awake. "Alexsandr, grab your rifle we’re moving." The man whispered to me. I look around, find my rifle and begin to pick it up only to notice my arm is short. Swiftly darting my eyes from my hand to my body, I find that I am much smaller. Memories fill my head of my old life... the convention, buying the Titanfall merch from that woman and getting hit by that truck.

"Stop wasting time! We need to get more food before winter hits!" The man talking is my grandpa Igor taking my 10 year old self hunting. I hastily wield the rifle and follow my grandpa to a new hunting spot.

Just looking at him you would think he is in his 20's or 30's, but he’s actually 85! He rocks a grey beard and short hair and towered over me at 6 feet tall, we’re both wearing warm jackets and pants as Winter is coming.

An hour later I am aiming at a huge buck with blue fur, long, sharp shimmering horns and albino eyes. It looked like steam was rising off of it as it struts through the woods with swagger in it’s step. I would say it was about the size of a two story building. "Steady your breath, and aim right behind it’s front leg, you can EASILY strike it’s lung or heart. Aiming for the head will anger it, it’d be like a Grunt biting a Titan." He whispers to me as I steady the scope, taking aim and pulling the trigger, phoenixes fly away as the gunshot echoes throughout the woods, followed by the howls of the Garnet horned deer meeting it’s demise.

18 years

I recovered from my amnesic state 18 years ago, and I’m now 28 years young. I’ve been in my father's second in command private special forces for 15 years, thanks to Pappy Igor convincing my father to invite me on a special mission.

Currently, I’m drilling my team that my father's right-hand pilot put me in charge of ...again. "Please! Tell me WHY you thought it was a good idea to play darts with the pilots gravity star ...again?!" For some reason, I was put in charge of a pilot’s Grunt team that is supposed to be the best of the best for their rank, but easily outweighed by the clan heads privately trained bodyguards, and my father’s personal grunts. "And why are you using other pilots' helmets as target practice!?"

One shot out with pride, seemingly thinking it was a perfect explanation for this idiotic display; "They stole our vodka!" My hand swiftly struck my forehead in anger. "And they stole your cooler!"

"I am not mad that you used their helmet, I am mad however that you used our pilots gravity stars." All 5 of these titan killing grunts said ‘oh’ in synchronous collaboration. "You're going to have to replace his gravity stars before tomorrow!" I have been a part of this team for 15 years and for some reason they listen to me more then they listen to the pilot that recruited them. "Once you're done finding new gravity stars, clean your guns. We’re currently getting close to our destination."

My name is Александр Сенавьев or Alexsandr Senaviev in English, I‘m the son of the clan head, both my parents are white but I kept my dark skin from my old reincarnation. My father thinks I was cursed so he never talked to me, or even considered me as his son. Before I got my memory back I was depressed, mainly from his violent outbursts that almost took my life multiple times.

Enough about that, I got to deal with smart idiots because for some reason they got the stars replaced, their guns cleaned and put back together, and the drop ship cleaned and refueled. "Good... now get dressed, briefing is in 10 minutes." As we’re putting on our gear in the private hangar bay, the hangar doors open to the ships emergency sound system going off and 6 leviathan class ships coming out of slip space and one ramming straight into ours.

One of my men ran up to the edge of the hangar bay and started shooting off into space screaming. "Come and fucking get it!" All I could do was stare and think of how dumb he is but before anyone could say or do anything a drop ship comes barreling through the hanger and swiftly pulverizing him to mince meat.

Dumb ass number 2 yelled out"chertovski der'mo!" Before getting a bullet in between his eyes by a grunt coming out of a drop pod. Ducking behind a crate, we return fire getting picked off one by one before a lucky grenade I threw dwindles their numbers to 0 with one quick ‘boom’.

Grabbing an anti-titan rocket launcher, I leg it to the titan docking bay as the light in the hallway flash red.

"I'm going to skip fighting and get right to before I got transported here, is that OK with all of you." Everyone just nodded. "Good."

Blowing open the door to the titan docking bay I see my fathers scorch titan was fighting a stolen atlas titan which was beating my dads titan sensuously as it has its fist up trying to block punches.

Putting on a pilot's radio receiver I try radioing my father it's only static."What the?! SA-4310 put me on coms with your pilot!"

"I am unable to comply with that command as the pilot is dead, cause of death:: decapitation." all I could do was stare dumbfounded by how he died from decapitation inside the titan. "I could use some help." Pointing my rocket launcher at the titan, I fire and knock it off it’s balance. SA takes advantage of the situation and cloaks his fist with fire, rapidly beginning to pummel it to death, every punch melting through the titan’s armor until he’s able to grab the pilot from within. He then rips out the pilot, and tosses it right next to me, eviscerating it to a pile of flesh and blood that will soon begin to coagulate.

"SA-4310, once you're finished, open up so I can get my father out!" Digging through the dead pilot's body, I find a metal cigar that looked like it was from metal gear, as I keep digging through the body, I find nothing good. Only ammo for guns I don't use, and some bad MLP fanfiction ideas.

___Editor Note: God Damn it Corrosive. Edit# AKA, IDONTKNOWYOUPICK. God damn it, Cor-IDONTKNOWYOUPICK___

Hey you're not supposed to break the 4th wall!
There was some chocolate but it was melted to the guys skin. That's rude ignoring me like that! The pink demon interrupted. Sorry hehe.

Now.

"Now is not the time for loooong stories, there are children staring at us... well more of your titan then you being stuck in it and all." All the empty faced beings disappear as Discord shows up in their place with a huge grin on his maw like face.

"Finally, I was about to go insane with how many ways I told that story. And where were you 200 years ago?! You know, when I went blank for-..... I can't remember…. ANYWAYS... where are the kids? I can't hear, or see anything!" Right now I am a stone statue stuck inside of a statue of my titan so I have no idea about the outside world.

"Oh! Oh! I can hear them talking about you, there talking about how scary and cool your titan looks, oh oh there coming near me." I can't wait to get out of here. I need to get back to my room. I think I left my stove on fire.
Cracks start to show on Discords’ statue as he ...... I'm just going to skip this part and just say what I heard. 'I'm free and blah no blah blah blah' *poof noise* silence for about 6 hours I think? *Poof noise* 'Now you're coming with me' I get picked up and taken to a pony town place and he throws me in the air before I hear him getting turned into stone and blam, I get killed.

The clone pod opens up inside a cold metal room with lots of other clone pods with different bodies sustained within them. I briskly begin stretching, and inhale one huge. deep breath. "Ah! How it feels to be back in the freezer after so many years! I never knew how much I would miss you, old clone freezer." Patting my clone's pod, I march to the dressing room and get changed into my pilot's armor and begin following the yellow line to the drop pods. "But, fuck this place! I have a pony princess to punch in her snout!"

"Leaving so soon pilot? The others still haven't woken up yet, and I'm sure they're dying to see you again." A camera came down from the ceiling, it looked like an eyeball attached to a metallic stalk. "Why not go to the gift shop and use you points to upgrade your clones, weapons, or titan?"

I turn to the camera eyeball thing that reminds me of Portal 2. "Use two hundred and upgrade the armor, and use another 200 to upgrade loadout 12 to level 16 on everything, then replace the grenade with a shock grenade." Opening the door to the drop pod hangar, I see that my drop pod is getting changed out to accommodate my new loadout.
The pod drops down and opens, revealing my new armor and jump pack. Putting it on, a robotic arm comes down from the Eye-Cam, and plugs into the back of my pilot suit. It then begins uploading the suit’s new upgrade info straight to my mind.

"Transaction complete, I hope you like the upgrade I chose for your armor and weapons, and please be aware that you are eligible to be chosen by a godly being to receive your magic cybernetic implants." Checking to see if my loadout’s stats are up to my liking, I put them in the right placings on the drop pod.

"Yeah, I might do it this year." Getting into the drop pod, I see the eyeball has a joyful look somehow. Oh. And did I say that it had a deep voice? Well it has a deep voice. "Now... Spyglass, shoot me down to earth." Right now I'm on a respawn ship that is orbiting a planet 6 million light years away.

The lights go crimson as the drop pod doors close and Spyglass’s voice comes over the intercom. "Drop pod delta dropping to displaced planet:Equestria code number (Redacted). Portal opening in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 'data update. 0 pilots on the planet change, 1 pilots on planet. Prepare for drop." The pod gets shot through the portal like a laser as I travel through a wormhole until I get into the atmosphere of the planet. My pod is aimed straight for a certain party meant for some ponies who just locked up discord in stone.

"Ready or not here I fucking come for my much needed REVENGE!!!"

Next time on ~~dragon ball z~~ Titans Rage. A dumb shit of a horse is going to get punch.

Author's Note

both me and my editor where tired.