MHA/RWBY/Halo/Marvel | Isekai | Symbiote!OC | OC-centric | OC/Midnight (minor) | Mentioned Izuku Midoriya | Mentioned Nemuri Kayama | Mentioned Peter Parker | Mentioned Master Chief
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Lucas Mercer wasn't a stranger to the unknown. Like Izuku Midoriya, Peter Parker and Master Chief, he welcomed it most of the time, unlike others who feared it. The first thing he noticed was that it was cold, not like Sword Base on Reach but more along the lines of a cold morning in Japan. The second thing was that he was in the woods, the quiet woods that put him on alert so much that he didn't notice some things at first.
"Luca? Where are we?" A dark-red slimy head sprouted from his chest, its light-red eyes looking around in wonder. His blood-red symbiote, Apex, was back, after he lost it in his last fight alongside Spartan-B312 against a platoon of Covenant soldiers. But he lost his custom UNSC cropped jacket. His guns were also holstered on his back, making him wonder. He raised his left arm to look on his TACPAD, and saw that it had no signal.
"What..." He muttered, willing his symbiote to cover his face and body. Looking around he saw a small pod and put it in his left pocket, which made him reach toward the right pocket on his blue combat pants and pull out a large locket, letting it dangle in his hands. 'Nemuri...' he thought longingly as he stared at the photo of his raven-haired wife in the locket for a minute. He sighed then put it away before heading off in a direction.
This wasn't Reach. Hours ago, Reach became nothing more than a fallen bastion of humanity; he didn't know how he got here to be honest. It confused him and that bothered him. Confusion led to poor decisions, and that led to mistakes that could be made.
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In a settlement Lucas entered a diner as he followed the mayor, as thanks for neutralizing a group of bandits that attacked the settlement. After ordering what he wanted, some of the people who saw him in action followed him in when the Mayor left after paying for Lucas's meal.
"What's your name?" One of them asked. At first, he was silent. Then he realized that they had been waiting for an answer for what he assumed was a few minutes.
"Apex." He answered, using an alias instead of his actual name. Some people winced at his low voice.
"That's more like a codename. Are you part of a new squad or something?" Another one asked. "Hm?" He tilted his head. "Yeah. Looking at you, one would think you're from some new elite force or something with all those gadgets on you." The person pointed towards his guns and the TACPAD on his arm.
"No." He answered curtly.
"You a huntsman or something then?" The same person asked. "What's that?" He asked. He didn't know what these people were talking about. Atlas seemed to be a military on this planet but as far as he knew, there wasn't anything stronger than the UNSC, maybe the Covenant but even they were still going to lose to humanity in the end. If there was a strong military than it would've picked up on the UNSC's radar.
"You alright there, pal?" One asked. "I'm fine. What were you saying about Huntsmen?" He asked. Some looked at him weird and he could hear their confused whispers about him not knowing about those two things. He listened to the various people explain about the world to him, from Atlas and their military, to the other kingdoms and their academies. The more the people explained, the more he became worried when he figured he wasn't in UNSC territory. Maybe he got teleported to a lost colony planet, but even that was a long shot; he knows that neither the UNSC nor the Covenant know of this world, especially when he considered the apparently primitive technology this world possessed.
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FanfictionI got a bunch of story ideas floating around in my head; might as well put 'em here. They'll probably be just one-shots, so don't expect me, a mediocre a writer, to make fully-fleshed out stories out of them. Feel free to make your own spin on them...
