GATE: And Thus the Man who Dared Fought

AN: this will contain minor crossovers from other sources such as characters who will have a role in this fic.

I wrote this fic because i wanted to do a different scenario instead of the usual empire invades modern country and modern country curb stomps the empire woopty doo.

Instead i have a what if scenario of where The Protagonist (Naruto of course) is traped in the special region for three years.

what I also noticed is that I wasn't the only one who thought up of this idea to post in the Gate: fanfics and came in a bit too late and some Spanish author beat me to it, goddamnit.

but never mind about all that you are here right now so here is my story.

(United Kingdom:Hereford, Top secret base)

It was al nice and cosy in the chill room as the lads of many SAS operators were relaxing in the room reading the newspaper or watching the TV with a game on.

Cups of tea were laid out onto coffee tables along with snacks.

One Person was just about sip his tea when suddenly.

"YOU LOST THEM!?" came a roar down the corridor.

Everyone stared blankly at the door in silence until one person dropped his mug of tea from the sudden shout.

Down the corridor was the superior officer of the base Lt Colonel Macmillan who was facing his angry subordinate and friend Captain John price.

"it was an accident Price, we had no idea that could happen."

"Accident my bloody old arse Macmillan. Do you have any idea who they just sent through that goddamned portal?"

"There were three people sent through there you would have to elaborate on which one."

"My adopted son Macmillan, the blond haired blue eyed lad that I was going on about for years that would do me proud as a father for his son."

Macmillan eyes widened. "oh bollocks"

"Bollocks indeed mate."

"It's not that price, even if you have adopted him his biological parents are still searching for him."

"Is that Namikaze fucker still trying? I thought he learnt his lesson not to do that back in central London where his group of hired thugs were tasked in abducting Naruto three years ago would've made him think twice. He almost caused an international incident where they shot up heathrow airport where My son was there at the time disembarking from his flight from japan. It got so bad that the SAS had to be called in. how he got away with it I will never know."

"Yes and I recalled that Naruto had cleared most of the thugs by the time teams were given the green light to engage."

"Yep I taught him well."

"And you should believe in him that he will be fine. He is not a child but a proud member of the SAS"

"Yeah you're right sorry for shouting."

"No offence taken mate." Macmillan nodded to his friend

"And what of his biological mother?"

"Kushina uzumaki and her twin daughters have taken the correct approach and are currently earning his forgiveness by not bribing him back into the family but giving him the space that the needs and a heartfelt apology for his neglect."

"she was foolish, yet she still has a heart in her."

"Not only that she still has her fiery personality in her as it was announced back in japan that she divorced that bastard's Arse and split up the companies that were the Namikaze's main fortune and income was coming from."

"Really, when was that?" Price asked

"It was announced two weeks ago back in japan. It all happened with an infamous scandal about Minato Namikaze having an affair with some Haruno slag (British slang for Slut) who was the head a family branch company that was allied with the Namikazes." Macmillan said with a smile.

"I take it Kushinas didn't take tis well." Said a chuckling Price.

"On the contrary it was the opposite, she took it even better. The lass gave him a deserved ass kicking and divorced his arse and legally split up the company along with the Senjus and some other family companies that were mostly allied with the Uzumakis and wanted no ties with the namikazes ever, and kushina denounced her Namikaze name to just Uzumaki now." Macmillan Smirked

" wow,do you think the lad will forgive her now."

"Probably, but the problem is it's because that is why she wants to see him about it." Macmillan suddenly went from joking to serious in a sudden 180 degree turn.

"Wait what" price was suddenly caught unaware.

"you heard me price, I heard she is in the UK, Right now."Macmillan said gravely

Price glanced out the window for a brief second.

"So where is she now?" he asked

"We don't know." Macmillan shook is head

"What the hell do you mean you don't know, she is the CEO of UZU Corps for Christ sakes doesn't she have an escort."

"She disappeared from her hotel room along with her daughters in London two days ago leaving a note saying that she will be right back and do not look for her."

"And they did?" price said incredulously.

"Price they knew she will be fine because she was Ex special forces also known as the red death and she—"

*Crash!* "WHERE THE HELL IS MY SON, DATTEBANE!" yelled out a furious female down the corridor.

"What the hell –gagh !"*slam!*

"Who the bloody fuck let her in!?." *Crash!* argh!

"Who cares about that, what I want to know is how the hell did a civilian get in this base?"

"That's no civilian Ghost, that is one angry tomato head beast of a woman known as the Red Death that is storming our base." Commented a Russian accented man.

*BOOM!* that unfortunate person came through the office door and in came an angry mother with two daughters frantically trying to calm her down and apologise to everyone that had been caught up in her fury.

If Macmillan and price's experience in Chernobyl and Pripyat was bad and scary, then this woman came close to that experience. As the saying goes hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

"Good morning Mrs *que death stare* err I mean Ms Uzumaki"

Kushina gave out a huff in annoyance at that title. And walked up to price and held him by the collar and lifted him effortlessly in the air with superhuman strength. And pulled out his colt M1911 and held it up to his head.

"Price! You Know where my son is, tell me now!" she roared in her maternal fury

*Click*"Drop him!" said a Scottish man with a Mohawk holding a p226 pistol against her head.

"Stand down soap, she's friendly "commanded Price

"err sir, she tore up most of the base in her rampage."

"Was anyone killed?" said macmillan

"No"

"Good, mark that as a training exercise for expecting the unexpected"

Soap MacTavish sweat dropped and looked out the door to see the carnage she caused with multiple elite men buried in walls and bent over window sill when they were launched through the glass and even one guy was dangling from his head being buried in the ceiling. Tables and chairs were flipped over and some smashed apart and the tv had a gaping hole in the screen of where someone's head used to be in and a ceiling fan off the ceiling and crashed on the floor"err, yes sir." He said as he left dragging out Nikolai to go clear up the mess.

"Gomenasai! Gomenasai! We are sorry for intruding and causing amess but we wanted to see our niI san." Said the two twins one that was a long haired natural red head like kushina and the other a natural blonde haired girl in pig tails tied down to the back of her head and the pigtails were trailing down her back.

Kushina was dressed in her Armani brand business suit with a white shirt underneath the jacket that meant the word "Serious business!" but could still look sext wearing it while she was kicking your ass.

The twins were wearing a white button up shirt that clung to their figures and short skirts and the blonde was the only one who wore stockings. While the red haired twin wore white knee high socks.

In hindsight they were adorable in the way they apologised as they were both crying tears at the amount of trouble their mother was causing.

"it's alright little lasses she is just concerned for Naruto that's all."

Kushina put price down and calmed down a little bit. "So you do know where my Sochi is at." she questioned not toning her level of glaring down.

"I'll have you know that he is legally my son as well." Price pointed out

"Tch I will admit you are much better father figure for him than that bastard back home"

"Now,now mind the language. Your children are present."said Macmillan

"whatever, now answer my question where is my Naru chan!." Demanded kushina when her maternal fury instincts kicked in again.

Price and Macmillan were now sweating nervously in their spots

Kushina was now tapping her foot on the floor impatiently. "Well? I'm waiting."

"Erm Kushina i don't think I am authorised to say this."

"Cut the Bullshit and tell me, Dattebane! " she yelled even further annoyed.

"Alright we'll tell you but this must not be mentioned to anyone outside especially to the other countries and the Namikaze's. This is a class S Secret. Do you swear on your life and your daughters that this will not be uttered to anyone?"

Kushina and the daughters both nodded.

"Good,now I hate to say this, but yesterday at 4:32PM Naruto is declared MIA" announced Macmillan

Back on the outside of the office as the Operators were clearing up they heard a loud gunshot and angry screaming and shouting.

Three men, Soap,Ghost and Roach charged into the office weapons loaded with G3 and an M16A4 Assault rifles and a g36c carbine.

"Price! Macmillan!" Soap shouted as they breached through the door weapons loaded. And what they all saw was Kushina being restrained in a full nelon hold by price and the twins were trying to wrestle the gun that was in her hands and she kept firing off a few shots.

Macmillan sat there unflinching but had a small cut on his cheek and the window behind him had a hole shot through it.

Kushina was cursing at Macmillan at the news of her sons disappearance through this enigma that was simply known as the GATE. And she cried her heart out for the blonde son that she had worked so hard to earn his forgiveness that she may never get back. And so did the twins at the thought of never seeing their nii Chan ever again even if they haven't interacted much they still loved as a brother.

"Naruto!" Kushina wailed in sorrow. As she collapsed onto the floor of the office heartbroken at the loss.

The three men slowly lowered their guns and gave a silent prayer for their fellow brother in arms. They knew he would be fine, because he is the one who dares.

(Unknown location: the other side of the Gate)

Despair… the one emotion that I have experienced the least. Not once have I ever felt so helpless in my situation with no help coming my way, I was alone in this unknown place with no reinforcements or a rescue party coming any time soon or never at all.

What was the whole point to this mission anyway?... oh yeah me and my team were sent to investigate an anomaly that was this GATE right here. Well it was all really interesting at first until I volunteered myself to venture through the gate and by the time I got to the other end of the gate, it collapsed. The connection from my world to this had just disconnected all of a sudden and the gate simply fell apart and collapsed, fan-fucking- tastic.

Before I continue my name and rank is Sergeant Naruto Uzumaki call sign Maelstrom of the 22nd SAS regiment. Now you may be wondering why a Japanese like me would be in the SAS, well to answer that I am part English on my Mom's side of the family but she is born in england and raised in Japanese while my father was fully Japanese. I lived over in the UK with my adoptive foster parent who was high up in the regiment over in the UK and he is born as a natural British man so I got in easier that way believe it or not normally it would be very difficult or impossible.

I was in the regiment and in the UK just to get away from home mostly, so I lived in the UK since I was 15 years of age with my foster father and then later I signed myself up for the military.

Because I proved myself to be fully capable of pushing further on, my Foster father captain John Price then signed me up for the SAS because he believed I could handle the extra strain despite my younger 17 year old body at the time. The officers were sceptical at first but then later they were convinced till I blitzed the selection process trials over in the Brecon beacons with all of the gruelling marches over the steep hills and cold weather for over 40 miles while carrying a 60lb Bergen rucksack carrying all of my equipment and stuff.

Next was the jungle phase of training that took place in the jungles of belize over in central America where I had to live there for weeks in simulated enemy territory while keeping myself and my equipment in good condition.

Then came the escape and evade capture training where I was given barely anything but an old vintage WW2 coat and then given minimal instructions to reach the waypoints scattered throughout the countryside without getting captured.

Despite my hard effort in evading capture I still went through the interrogation phase where even though they were just acting and it was all a simulation it still felt real.

They would try to be friendly at first and try and lure you into a conversation where you could eventually slip up and mention the information they are looking for. Then if you prove to be more persistent than their expectations long enough they turn towards the aggressive approach and shout out derogatory remarks about me and my family but mostly about my mother.

At that point I had almost failed because I still held an emotional attachment to my family despite me leaving them, well mostly my mother and sisters. My mother was partially to blame for me leaving but she never meant it and would in due time would earn my forgiveness. My sisters were not to blame as they still loved me as their precious Nii-chan but they were still affected by the ignorance that involved in my upbringing in the Namikaze household.

My Brother Menma was an ignorant fool as well as an arrogant bastard who never deserved the title of heir to the Namikaze's own company. It was always about him my parents have been doting on their eldest son to take over the company someday along with my sisters to take over the Uzumaki branch company UZU corporations which was systematically larger than the Namikaze's own company since the Uzumaki clan were a sister clan to the Senju but due to a shortage in numbers they had to merge clans which made them even stronger. But the Namikaze clan was just one man who was orphaned at a young age who happened to be a genius and was adopted by my perverted god father who is a very successful author in adult literature that had earned him millions and supported Minato into his rise to fame and success.

While he was good at what he does but that's just that, he wasn't a good father. To him his company and country came first but where did family come into the equation? Technically my family is involved but mostly it was raising a suitable heir to the company and all that shit. Minato focused on Menma the most while my mother Kushina focused on the twin sisters, to be honest they were both a good choice as heiresses to the UZU corp I will admit, neither one has no fatal flaws that could say otherwise.

While UZU corp was technically larger than the Namikaze's company the people of japan treated my father as if he was royalty and they loved him and my brother as if they were king and prince.

But I was left with nothing, no inheritance, no support in what I wanted to do, not a fucking thing that could help me with my life.

That's where I chose to leave as it had all gotten too much to bear with the constant disregarding of my existence. So I fled to the UK somewhere in England so I could start anew.

There I had met Price who then took me in as his own son and taught me all I knew.

Naturally my mother and sisters were devastated that I had fled from home and the country and they were heartbroken from it and had cried their hearts out for days, begging for forgiveness. At least they tried to earn my forgiveness but I don't think they will ever have the chance to do so now.

My brother the prick that he is I doubt he even cared because in all honesty he can go stick his stupid head in a lit furnace and I'll watch him melt his own face off. He was too stuck up and selfish for his own good that it was sickening to an Uchiha level.

Minato now decided that he cared but only because he would lose face from the company and tried to bring me back at all costs. He tried to bring me back through the legal means but I assured that it would not work because I had then legally changed my name over to Uzumaki and then moved and became a citizen of the UK and the EU so I had luckily escaped that one for the time being, but I knew that he would definitely try again and this time use more underhanded methods of bringing me back like that one time back in Heathrow airport. He wouldn't care if I hated him more than I already did only to prevent me from running again and in his mind bring shame to his family/name.

'Yeah I like to see you try now asshole because you're all the way over there, while I'm here trapped in a strange place that I have no fucking clue of where I am.' Naruto scowled to himself as he glared at the broken gate.

'He wouldn't be able to find information about me anyway considering I am an unknown SAS elite Commando.'

Anyway after the third test of where I was tortured through the less physical and more psychological means like the stress positions and the water boarding exercises, man did I hate the water board exercise (Stress positions is where you put a prisoner against a wall with their legs bent and their hands restricted and they are not allowed to move from their position despite how much pain you are getting from the sore achiness of your joints and muscles and water boarding is where you either put a rag or a towel in someones face and then to proceed to pour water over the towel cutting off the victims air supply,this gives the victim the snese of drowning). I thought that it was over but Price decided to add in extra training where he took me to MT Everest for mountaineering training and after that I was made to do learn maritime combat like in the navy seals and the SBS (Special boat service) except he mixed in both training regimes, then there was arctic training over in Siberia and desert training in the Nevada desert . all of that I had to do in one year and three months.

Hard? Definitely, Impossible? Depends who you're asking, Doable? Why do you think I'm in the SAS to begin with and how I got into this situation?

I was told to investigate this anomaly located somewhere in the Scottish mountains, somewhere in a cave that was carved out to fit this massive structure inside.

The gate… thing was ancient and corroded with erosion by nature to the structure. Despite its age, there was energy emitting from the gate that was still running.

We sent a small quad copter drone through the gate to investigate on what's on the other side and minutes later reported that that it was clear to go through.

I volunteered to check out the other side first as a precaution along with two others who sadly didn't make it in case something goes wrong. And as we were about to reach the other end of the portal, we was forcibly pushed out of the portal by an unseen force against my back and we crashed into the cave wall that was on the other end of the gate and I was knocked unconscious.

Till I came round to my senses I realised that the gate's connection to my world had been cut off. And I was trapped in unknown territory. And my two other teammates had died from the impact as they both landed wrong, one was new same as me and the other was an officer. Both necks have been dislocated from the impact, poor sods I could really do with some of their help.

And that's the story of my life so far.

Now I have to find my way out of this cave and find out where the hell I'm at?

Luckily we came through with most of our equipment; all of them were the important stuff that we needed in a close quarter combat to long range engagements.

I have packed my L85a2 with and 4x acog scope with a reflex sight fixed on top of the scope and an under barrel HK AG36 40mm grenade launcher. A Mossberg 590 shotgun as a secondary with a bungee sling, the sig Sauer p226 as my side arm with the suppressor and mounted laser pointer and Three knives such as a kukri machete, a Sykes knife for multipurpose and whatnot and a survivor hunting knife with the serrated edges and a tomahawk for CQC or wood cutting.

While we were in the mountains over in Scotland we didn't have time to switch BDUs due to the urgency in this particular mission to switch from our black kit into our Disruptive Pattern Material or DPM camo BDU's that would be suited for the terrain, while there were no forests in the mountains and it was on home ground so we thought it wouldn't be a problem. So ipacked the BDUs into my Bergen.

The other two had their weapons, ammunition and equipment with them which was fortunate for me as I would have plenty of supplies to last me for a good long while. Didn't want to leave valuable equipment behind for someone else to find so I took what I could find.

What the new guy had with him was what I found essential in dark places such as this place and one of my absolute favourite submachine guns, an mp5 with a torch handguard and a retractable stock but no reflex or holographic sights but that's ok. It was only a standard mp5 not the built in suppressor variant but i was ok with that. He had the same pistol as me so keep that one for spares and the extra magazines.

He also seemed to have borrowed a unique sledge hammer called the caber hammer or a tactical breaching hammer from one of the operators, sledge I think he was called, well mostly I guessed it was his if the sign written in bold on the side of his hammer "property of sledge" gave it away. On the top was a very sturdy and strong forged head fixed on the top that can deal maximum damage with minimal slip on the target area. The handle was made from moulded fibreglass that creates a strong grip that greatly reduces slip when swinging and hitting. And at the pommel end of the hammer was a forged crowbar.

All in all it was a very good hammer to ignore and it could prove very useful.

The officer had with him was more for a sharpshooter loadout such as a HK417 loaded with a 20 round 7.62mm magazine and 20 inch barrel, collapsible bipod, attachable suppressor and a scope for medium and long range engagements along with a spare scope with night vision capabilities.

They both had their water canteens filled up recently so I took the extra water.

Food is mostly ration packs and they were already in the Bergen, but the problem is that I don't have any tools to cook them with, only a flipo lighter with spare lighter fuel and 4 boxes of matches.

Grenades wise I was sorted. Plenty of frags and flashbangs, Some smoke and C4 explosives, emergency flares for immediate extraction that lasts for ages which was quite uselsss for the extraction part but in dark places such as this it was quite useful. And I was also given a type of gas given to me by Smoke, it's like CS gas but a deadly version of it. What's in it? he said it's best if I didn't know, I wonder how secure my respirator is?.

I still had my Mountaineering equipment such as a grappling hook (Farcry 4) with a strong rope attached to it, a carabiner clip, a full body harness that was custom made for the black kit and a petzl to allow me to operate hands free while I am hanging from the rope and I have to engage hostiles while I am hanging from a rope. Ice picks? maybe useful so I will take them anyway.

I had the standard issue s10 respirator gas mask with filter lenses to protect my eyes from bright flashes from a flashbang or brightly lit areas and spare oxygen filter canisters to keep out smoke and harmful gases I have salvaged from my teammates equipment. Ok, check that as iam currently wearing it with the hood over my head and mask.

Black Flame retardant body suit with hood and thin lightweight and flexible gloves with Kevlar knuckle caps and a balaclava with no mouth hole with a skeleton jaw neckwarmer ghost mask that had been gift from Ghost , cheers man.

Kevlar body armour complete with knee, elbow and shin pads, never leave without it. And the best part about them is that they are non-restrictive, almost.

I still have my favourite PDA that looks like a militarised IPhone 6/Samsung galaxy s6 only it is solar rechargeable, awesome but no internet... crap, ah well I can still listen to music and do other shit I can do with it like record my findings.

Tactical vest and my tactical all terrain boots, uh huh.

Weapon cleaning kit, don't want no weapon jams no excuses just clean it.

And conveniently the mini drone was still here so could possibly connect to it and use it for my own uses.

All of this including my black kit with body armour minus the Kevlar helmet and a Bergen that was luckily with me. This could prove really troublesome to haul such weight around the place. the fortunate and unfortunate is that most of my equipment such as cooking utinsils and camping equipment was all set up back on the other side of the gate, I still had my rations and water which was lucky. I kept the three throat two way radios but I wouldn't be using the anytime soon. So pretty much all that was in my Bergen was food, water, tools, weapons and ammunition.

There may come a time where I may have to be forced to abandon the Bergen rucksack for the mobility if I am caught in a conflict.

I only took the necessary stuff like ammunition, rations and supplies and left the rest seeing that I already have it. And I placed the bodies beside the gate; I couldn't really bury them in a cave now could I so sadly I have to leave them here?

Looking around I noticed that the exit of the cave was caved in so I couldn't leave through that way way unless I would want to blast my way out but I am not that suicidal.

Fortunately there was a passage leading directly further and deeper in to the dark cave which I suspected wasn't.

So I paid my last respects to my comrades and brother s in arms and headed off further into the tunnel or whatever the hell this place is?

Making my way through the darkness with an mp5 in my hands with the flashlight on and the gasmask still being worn on my face but the oxygen canister detached and the hood still covering my blonde wild hair that I refused to cut.

I realised it actually was not that difficult to haul around so much weight as I previously thought,But the feeling was still there digging into my shoulders.

I still couldn't find anything noteworthy in this place apart from the gate that looked oddly Roman on both sides of the gate.

Later I found inscriptions in the walls that looked strangely familiar to latin used by the ancient romans. But I wasn't sure as the writing was severely faded and chipped out from the erosion.

Then I hit a dead end of the tunnel "Ahh bollock's!" I said in frustration, but then I noticed that there was a draft coming through the walls. So pulled my sleeve up from glove covered hand and held my wrist towards the wall and hovered over the stone wall until I felt the draft coming from small cracks in the form of a doorway.

I pulled out the trusty custom sledge hammer and tapped the wall surface and heard that the wall wasn't that thick at all and I raised the hammer and gave a mighty swing and struck the centre of the wall, the hammer head proved useful and efficient in its hits as it was designed for non-slip contact against surfaces, that way each swing will hit harder and deeper into any stone and wooden, and weak and thin metal surfaces.

With the first swing I made a hole big enough to fit my head through. I peeked through and brought out my torch/flashlight and saw that I was definitely not in a cave. In fact it looked like a mine, if the pickaxes, wheelbarrows, mine carts and hoppers gave any indications. And the mine was huge! Like Lord of the rings Mines of Moria huge and deep. I couldn't tell how deep it actually was even if I flashed my light down there or tossed a flare in there I still couldn't get an accurate calculation.

Most mines I would know are just open pits that can be seen from high above or even from space, but this one looked like it was carved out through a fucking mountain how the hell did anyone do this?

I gave a few more swings with my sledge hammer and I knocked down the wall with ease and stepped out of the tunnel. When I stepped out I wasn't quite ready to see of what looked like an underground city built around pillars supporting the ceiling of probably an entire mountain.

(Play Devil May Cry 1 soundtrack castle stage)

"*Whistle!* impressive place they got here, could do with some skylights though and let some natural light in." I mused to myself in my inspection of the place.

I looked around and saw that I was on a part of a cliff edge that was used mainly for mining, looking over the edge was just a deep dark abyss and most likely there would be buildings down there. Even if this place used to be a city or whatever the hell this place is, it was creeping me out with all of the darkness and everything abandoned and an abandoned city cannot mean anything good. Although I digress this place could also ruins but the building looked a bit more recent like only a few years had best or a decade at least.

I then saw an old light up torch that used in cave exploring in somewhere like old ruins lying on a torch stand carrying three more torches with it. And it was standing right next to a burnt out fire pedestal.

I grabbed a torch that still had some of its rags on, so I brought out my flippo lighter which I conveniently had with me, I don't smoke it's just useful to have one. I flicked the lid off the lighter and ignited the lighter under the torch and watched the torch set alight and illuminate the area around me covering quite a good area. Satisfied with what I had I snapped the lighter shut and set off with a torch in my left hand and an mp5 in my right.

And idea that had sparked my curiosity about how deep this hole goes, so I grabbed a flare and lit it alight and threw it down into the abyss below.

After 7 seconds I heard a thud and all I could see was a smal speck of red light shining in the darkness.

"Kami… how deep is this place. How the hell do i get out of here?" I wondered while flashing my flashlight around my area nearest to me and I could see some stairwells leading further down into the darkness and some bridges that led to the other side and into the city.

Only problem was that the bridge that connected to the city was gone and there were no other ways except going down and across to the other side's stairwell when I looked down with my flashlight and saw the other stairwell.

"Well, looks like I'm going down into the darkness, *looks at the old crumbling apart stairwell with no safety handrails and look like it would collapse underneath me with one step.* who's the idiot who designed these stairs?" I sweat dropped as I took one light step on the stairwell until the edge of the stair had cracks forming and shifted slightly while rubble was crumbling off of the stairs. "Nope, fuck that! I'll abseil down." I said with a shrug and shaking my head.

I pulled out the grappling hook and rammed one of the hooks into a stable ledge that had good grip and was certain that it would not give way. With a nod with satisfaction I stood over the ledge with the Bergen dangling below me by a spare rope. I had it dangling below me because I needed the space to operate the rope and the mp5 hanging from my side in a sling, the torch that I was still holding despite the difficulty of abseiling down with barley any light source and a pistol in the holster that I could whip at any time, but that is mostly for any hostiles that show up. But in this dark environment like this abandoned ruins what are the odds in that happening.

About 2 minutes of abseiling and using up a lot of rope to get down to the bloody bottomless pit that I had my self-going further into, I could not see the mount of rope I had left to abseil and I could only see the light of the flare getting closer but I felt that it was only halfway.

While paying attention to the distance of the flare I felt my right elbow hit something strong and sticky. I tried shifting my arm but the strange substance was pulling it back. I shined my torch over my right arm and found that the sticky substance was a giant strand of web that I had gotten stuck on.

"Strange? This looks like a… web." I mused to myself, while I was getting more curious with the web I brought out my Mp5 torch attachment and Shon the light out nearby and saw what looked like a network of oversized spider webbing. And as I turned my head to the left I came face to face with a skull wrapped in web along with its body. The skull appeared to be screaming in either agony or helplessness. He also appeared to be wearing one of those roman cuirasses armour.

"What the hell? No spider's web is not that strong to support a human body nor is it strong enough to haul such weight around." I said bewildered at the sight.

I even noticed that there were bodies around that looked more recent like only a few months or one that looked like he had been killed today with a look of pure agony like something was burning him on the inside.

Moreover I was getting bad vibes about my current situation here, I feeling that I was in such a bad spot right now and I should get to the bottom, now.

As if a sixth sense had been ringing in my head I suddenly over to the right to dodge and incoming stinger that plunged into the cliff face from what looked like a… oh shit that is a giant spider and that wasn't a stinger it was its leg that looked like it would penetrate through three or more different guys in one stab.

From one look it had spindly legs, multiple eyes, and venomous chelicerae and a bulbous abdomen. And it was looking at me like I was dinner.

"First I was sent through a gate that suddenly cut off the connection to my home trapping me here in this mining city under a mountain and now I am trapped in a web with a spider planning to eat me, how time flies. ha! Get it."

The spider screeched at me, preparing for its attack.

"I am so asking for a pay rise if by the time I get back home!" I shouted in annoyance as I prepped up the MP5 by switching off the safety and slamming on the receiver ready and loaded.

"Come on insy winsy spider, cos here comes the Maelstrom to wash the spider out with bullets." I smirked behind the gas mask.

It gave a another screech as it charged across the web raising its large body up and bring down two long legs to stab me.

(Play Celldweller: switchback (Detroit 2000))

In a nick of time I swung to left this time to avoid the two long legs and I locked the petzl croll in place so I could operate hands free. I had a bit of trouble because I had awkwardly place the torch in between my legs because I needed to use my hands to operate the rope while abseiling and using my weapons.

While the spider was distracted I fired into its abdomen wounding it severely and the spider shrieked in pain but quickly ignored the pain because of its increasing anger and continued to try and tear me off the rope.

I didn't give it a chance to come closer as I gave it a short burst illuminating the darkness around me in bright flashes while the bullets pepperd its face with multiple holes and tearing a few chunks of its head off as it collapsed lifelessly into the abyss.

I heard another spider crawling up the wall underneath me so before it could get the jump on me, I jumped back and the spider missed me when it charged. The spider now confused at what happened to it's prey until it felt that something land on it's head. The looked up with it's eight eyes and all of them were staring down the barrel of a HK MP5.

*RATATATA!* the submachine gun roared as it blasted out a barrage of 9mm bullets into the spiders many eyes and into it's head.

The spider fell lifelessly into the abyss and I landed safely with my feet on the wall.

Another spider had appeared in my line of sight slightly to the right as the light of the torch had reflected off of its eyes that gave his position away and I swung around and open fired on the spider's position that was creeping along a web that was leading straight towards me. The bullets tore through his face and killed it instantly.

I gave a short breath of relief but as I was about to take out the now empty clip out of the MP5 my guard had slipped slightly as another spider had appeared out of nowhere which surprised me all of a sudden as I did not hear him coming despite its large size and it had knocked me into the cliff face wall, knocking the empty clip out of my hand and pinned me to the wall.

It constantly tried to bite a chunk out of my head or shoulder with its large venomous appendages near its mouth that also had sharp fangs for teeth. I held a firm grip on the Arachne's chelicerae fangs as it tried to pierce me but I kept on pushing the spider back with all of the strength my trained body could give me. Despite its size I manged to hold it back for quite long while I was also using my legs to push that massive face away from me.

It had gotten quite close to my face and I had a good view of it mouth as it hissed at me and spat at me straight into my gasmask, lovely.

Deciding that I had enough it invading my space I pulled out my tomahawk and struck it straight into one of its eyes with the pointed bit of the tomahawk.

The spider recoiled and pulled back lifting me up with him as I still had a firm grip on the axe, flipping me over onto the spider luckily the torch had landed with me on the spiders back singeing its carapace.

I recovered my footing and balance on the spider and I gave the tomahawk twist bringing more agonising pain for the giant spider as it had its mouth wide open I brought Out a frag grenade and pulled out the pin and quickly threw it into his mouth only for it to swallow the grenade just before it could recover and attempt to throw me off of its back.

Then I grabbed the torch and petzl, setting it to release and jumped of the spider before its head exploded in a shower of Arachne spider gore.

I quickly locked the petzl before I abseiled down too fast, the held firm grip on the rope and I flt my body lurch from the sudden pull of my harness, I was safe for now but the problem was that I was swinging around uncontrollably and too fast which could potentially dislodge the grappling hook from way up there.

(Song end)

Soon I collided into something that acted as an air brake that stopped me from swinging around

"OOf!" I said as I felt myself winded by the sudden impact and felt that my face/gasmask had landed into something soft and squishy. I noticed that I had stopped frantically swinging around like fucking Tarzan.

But I am stuck to something that looks like a web cocoon and I am having difficulty getting out of the web. I had to give them credit in making something so incredibly annoying, it's like a child with its feet trapped in deep mud.

And as I shifted my left hand next to my face in attempt to push myself off of the web like cocoon, I swore I heard a moan when I was pushing.

Getting confused by the sudden moan I gave another push and I freed my head but I heard the moan again, this time it was louder.

I was now really confused until a sudden realization popped into my mind 'wait a minute!? Soft and squishy, that could only mean…" *Squeeze* "Nyan!" the same voice moaned again and led me to face fault. 'erm ? That sounded human'

Deciding to not waste time I pulled out a Sykes knife out of the holster on my forearm. And cutting through the web. While the web was strong enough to hold a spider it was surprisingly easy to cut through at first but the sticky residue of the web was covering up the blade and I had to clean it off so it wouldn't interfere with the knifes cutting.

At last I cut through a quarter of the web off of one side of the cocoon and grabbing a handful of the web I tore it off, and what came next almost made my nose exploded in a shower of blood inside my mask.

Two exposed F cup and glorious ti-… I mean breasts that were fully tanned but exposed.

Until I felt a chill go down my spine when looked up and straight into an eye of a woman who was silently staring at me in an unnerving promise of pain and torture.

Her tanned face was calm and stoic like that of a warrior, but I could tell that she was not happy by the look in her piercing Ruby coloured eyes or eye as her right eye was covered by a white eye patch and the small blush forming on her face.

I could see that some of her hair was silver but most of it was covered by web so I couldn't tell how much hair she had. And she had a on her left cheek trailing down to her jaw.

'Oh shit! Someone's still alive in there. And I accidently fondled her, crap she looks like she wants to murder me, quick say something that will diffuse this situation!' I mentally yelled comically.

" err… how's it hanging" I said casually.

'Really? Out of all things to say to calm her down why did I pick that?''

Her reaction was blank as she raised her eyebrow in slight confusion to what I said she continued to stare at me until she looked around and noticed that she was hanging from a web and gave out an analysis of the situation. "Oh, we appear to be hanging from a web. That is actually is troublesome.

'It worked? That old pun actually worked. No it probably didn't because I think she didn't understand what I was saying, but I most definitely understood what she said right there, that is almost unmistakably Latin but with some differences.

"I heard loud noises above us, I assume that was you?" she asked me.

'Ok I understood that but how do I speak it, I know latin sort of but who the fuck speaks it in the 21st century, no one!... fuck it I'll go with the flow.

"yes that was me up there with the giant spiders."

"Did you have to make so much noise? Whatever you did up there could be heard from leagues away. I am surprised that it didn't attract every monster in this mine."

'Phew safe' I exhaled slightly under my breath inside the mask

"so I'm not alone in this mine, mountain or whatever this place is called."

"You don't know about this place?" she tilted her head and lifting up an eyebrow.

I shook my head in denial.

"This mining city used to be a great dwarves city of Khazad Lodhar (Made it up using Khazad from the LOTR khazad dum and the fantasy city generator.) but over a century ago this city fell to an unlikely alliance of spiders, goblins and even orcs and even aggressive mountain trolls that invaded the city and slaughtered the defenders and driving out the inhabitants leaving them without a home.

The empire however heard about this and turned their backs on the dwarven kingdom, they were more interested in the riches within the kingdom than the people within the city, so tried to conquer the city for them-selves. But ultimately it ended in failure, they were in unknown territory and fighting in the darkness that gave the monsters the advantage they took to slaughter the soldiers.

The campaign ended in disaster and the general who led it was executed for his disgraceful failure. After that the city laid here forgotten and abandoned, used as nests for these savage monsters.

However that didn't deter everyone from entering this place, once the stories were told about the dwarven city's riches in treasure, precious gems and gold and even rare metal ores a great number of people jumped at the chance to gain the riches for themselves.

Most of them were adventurers who were overly cocky and confident and ignorant of the places dangers within because they didn't research well enough. Or even mercenaries hired by the greedy nobles of the empire or other kingdoms who had the knowedge to know about the place but thwe nobles didn't give them the accurate information or didn't share any of the knowledge about the dangers with the mercenaries at all, and that misinformation inevitably killed them." she explained.

'wait dwarves? And did she say goblins,orcs and even trolls. Not only that but she said nobles, as in aristocracy? Where the fuck am I!?' I yelled in frustration in my head.

"so are you one of these adventurers or mercenaries."

"I guess you could call me an adventurer but I didn't come here for the treasure, we have our reasons for coming here."

"Who's we?"

Suddenly her eyes lit up in a slight panic.

"Oh no Cathyl!" she shouted behind her

"Who?"

"My partner she is on the other side of me, and she's been bit not long ago. And she's passed out"

"How long has it been since she was bit?"

"Mountain spider's venom is slow acting only taking effect in twenty minutes."

"So we have 18 minutes to get her down, which is going to be tricky." I sighed. 'I severely doubt the rope or even the hook will hold.'

Suddenly I felt a jerk on the rope pulling my harness and slightly lifting me up. And then I felt my self drop with nothing holding me. and then I saw that the rope was falling and then the hook falling past my view.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me." I said in frustration as I mechanically winded up the rope with a device that was hooked to the back of the harness until the hook reached the base. The hydraulic hook and rope that was new tech that was designed to abseil down anything and be able to extract the rope quickly and without the hassle of doing it manually.

"What's happened?"

"Those bastard spiders dislodged the hook that was holding me up against the cliff safely, now I have lost my support that's holding me up safely. And now the only thing that is holding me up is this web and you."

She blushed as she noticed the close proximity between the two of us with our chests pushed up against each other and with my right hand holding onto her exposed shoulder that was near her exposed chest and my left hand carrying the torch that was the main source of light to see around, and her hands were constricted by the web.

It also didn't help that my pelvis was so close to hers and I hope she is wearing something under that web otherwise I would die in embarrassment or shame, maybe both.

Then suddenly I felt the web drop suddenly as if it was collapsing. Then it dropped again, this time I heard a snapping sound.

"Over there!" she said looking at the direction where the sound came from.

I brought up my MP5 and Shon the torch in the direction of the web until I saw one bloody spider that had been really sneaky and crept up on us and instead of attacking, it decided to cut off the web that was supporting me and the two trapped in a web.

'Those crafty eight legged shit stains' i said mentally in my head.

I saw one of its leg hovering over a large strand of web and was getting near the thread of web in preparation to cut it whilst it was staring at me.

"Nooo." I told the spider.

The spider continued to stare blankly at me and its leg got even closer.

"No,no,no. don't even think about doing it." I warned it.

The spider ignored me and was now grazing the web ever so slightly.

"Now, now Mr Spider, don't make me shoot you~~" I said in a sing song voice while pulling out my MP5 and pointed it at the spider to intimidate it, the spider must be intelligent enough to understand what happened to its brethren.

But this spider apparently wasn't as it continued to ignore me and was now starting to cut into the web.

"Suit yourself." I shrugged and pulled the trigger, until.

*CLICK!*

"EH?" I said in confusion until to my horror and face fault behind the mask as I made a realisation.

'Where is the ammo clip?' I muttered in my mind as I noticed an outline of what was supposed to be an ammo clip secured into the gun and was supposed to loaded. until I re winded back a few minutes ago when I was battling the spider and one of them had crept up on me and…. Ah

I looked down into the abyss and mentally shouted in my head 'That ugly fuck knocked it out of my hand!'

Now I was staring blankly at my gun and disbelief behind the mask was etched onto my face, not one has this critical rookie mistake had never ever happened before and would never be tolerated in the regiment. If the guys heard this they would never let me live it down

I looked back to the spider only to see it give out an eight eye smile anda spider equivalent of a savage grin as it had already cut through the web and was now holding us by a thread and then let go of it sending us down into the abyss.

"FFFUUUUUUUUU!" "KYAAAAAAAA! We both screamed as we both fell into the darkness down below.

(Cut)

And that is my first take on a GATE crossover everybody.

When I first looked into the gate manga I thought it was really interesting and was right up my alley. Well the anime I have no comments about that, just my statement that manga will always be better in my opinion.

Now when I found the GATE fanfics I thought this was the best thing to happen on this site in a long time.

After reading through a couple of fanfics like KAMZIL118 story heroes of the gate, Colonel AmiruddinArifSulaiman's story once more unto the breach.

Those two in my honest opinion were the best.

Kamzil represents some realistic scenarios while the colonel shows the world and our interactions with it.

Then there some good fallout crossovers and some Naruto crossovers as well, where he was a PMC.

Which the PMC idea was my first concept of a story for me to plot on, but in the end I decided to do something different. And place Naruto, well we all know it's him behind the mask right so no spoilers in revealing the main protagonist.

When I read through a couple of fanfics I noticed that they all start off with an invasion of a capital city from anywhere and then the army invades that place and an epic showdown happens there.

This story will take a different turn from it and is pre canon that is three years before the current events taking place.

Now with Naruto trapped in an all fantasy/medieval world with mythical beasts,magic and a primitive society. how will he a Special Forces commando of the SAS will survive in this world?

Till next time and leave in a review for anything on your minds, any comments welcome but no trash talk,offensive or any hate comments.