AiE: Assassin In Equestria Prologue

>“How long...”

>Your words have been chopped up by the ice-freezing waves pulling you down to your demise.

>The sea slowly drowns you willing, driven by its pleasure of cruelty as you tried to resist lost.

>Its water froze your body, dripping your temperature by every second to a dangerous level as the sensation of needles piercing your skin overwhelms you

>You saw an endless distance of you and rescue as you swam towards Celestia knows where you're going.

>Ironically, the sound of slashing waves soothes your body.

>But you didn't want that to happen.

>If you do, you'll drown.

>But a second thought crossed your mind. You asked yourself why swim further when no one is willing to take you in afterwards.

>I mean, you're a wanted assassin hunted down by Celestia's army herself.

>You really didn't think that through but the thoughts of money raining on your estate and whorses dripping by your doorstep, ready to be a tool of your fantasies crossed your conscience.

>As more reflects on your mind, the more you stopped to accept death.

>Eventually, you stopped by your tracks and sloppily dropped your head down to your throat and slipped off to the waters below.

>The cyan-colored waters slowly turn an inverted-colored eye from your view. Foggy and dark around the atmosphere but a shine of sun rised from the mist.

>What a wonderful view, you thought to yourself as you planned to sleep with the fishes.

“Not... Just... Yet...”

>A voice came from your head, not your conscience.

>Your eyes locked in place, forcing itself to bind yourself in place.

r>You tried to scream but your mouth follows suit with your eyes, then your body does the same.

>As the stuffyness of the water incinerated away from hearing, you hear yourself nothing.

>Clear, crisp nothing.

>Maybe death has given you a resting place before you got the chance to visit the Devil?

>Wait a second...

>Your ears perked up as the sound of beeping rings through your ears.

>A ringing... Similiar to..

>An alarm clock?

>Your eyes, ready to reveal the truth, opens.

>The dark-blue ceiling is shaded by the sunshines through your curtains.

>A contrast of the Sun and Moon has coloured your ceiling, in other words.

>You forced yourself up, pain wringles through your muscles comforted by your bed.

>Curious by sight, you let it all in.

>You sat on your cushy bed, accompanied with a whorse you don't recall.

>Your alarm clock shaped in a cubical rectangle, with the numbers reading in 24 hour timing – 25:97

>25:97?

>You're pretty sure this isn't reality anymore. Maybe not even Equestria or Earth but you disgressed as being intrigued by the sudden changes of your room fueled your curiosity further.

>Your room hasn't changed at all, about a square land able to land two bookshelves comfortably.

>Your bookshelves, now slabs slunted , dropping books like flies and thudding heavily onto the rugg-like ground, are candy-striped.

>Your study table flipped upside down, balancing books and stationary on the legs, very tipsy that a flinch of wind could knock them down.

>And finally, the bedroom door.

>Nothing really supernatural. Wooden-carved, refined-polish with its doorknob encrusted with jewels and gold as its body.

>But there's phantom-plasmic aura spewing out around the door, inferring a blinding light waiting upon your presence.

>You grabbed the knob tightly, cold sweat dripping down your face like pearls as you flunged open the door.

>As quick as light, the light faded quick, leaving a black abyss for you to explore.

>You weren't looking up for the idea of running around in darkness but not until long did somepony booted you at the back.

>You landed, abruptly.

>Your muscles ached and some of your bones broke but adrenaline helped you quickly got back to your feet to see this “prankster”.

>Astonishing, the drop was about 2 feet deep from you and the door.

>The door flew back with high speed. You tried to catch up to it but it's like placing yourself as a snail running against a rabbit.

>Your eyes tried to focus on the door but all you see is a glimpse of the blurred object.

>You tripped on your shoe laces, landing painfully onto the floor, muscles still aching.

>You heard soft giggles behind you.

>You turned around by instinct but to no avail. Just black.

>But as you blink, the blinding light scorches your eyes and you shut them tight, howling in pain for misery.

>You rubbed your face hard as you tried to figure out who was talking giggling around but the answer came to you when you got a hold of yourself...

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???: “Well well well, isn't he a cutie?”

>You blushed hard upon its compliment.

???: “Oh please, Chrysalis. We already know he is one. We're here for his support, not for sex.”

>Chrysalis? Does that ring any bells? All you remember about her is that she raided the Canterlot Wedding but you disgress as you were interested to what they have to say.

>You let out a smirk, glad that they understood you're not a toy....

>... mostly....

???: “I didn't expect you to be this supportive, Discord.”

???: “Neither we expected coming from you, Nightmare.”

>Wait, you asked yourself, why is the Princess of the night here?

Nightmare Moon: “Oh shut up, Sombra. You never know much about ladies. Besides, one of the alpha males is a shadow...”

>There was an unexpected long pause before she continued.

Nightmare Moon: “... and the other an abomination of animals fused in his DNA.”

Discord: “That's why I'm called Discord. Chaotic, remember?”

>That made sense, sarcastically.

Sombra: “Well sorry to remind you but I am a KING! I am the leader of this operation.”

Discord: “Well sorry to interrupt but I can change reality. That's why our dear Anon is having a terrible time to understand what the fuck is going around.”

>Well that answered the question of who's messing with you.

Chrysalis: “But I'm the one who raided the Canterlot Wedding! You only lasted for 20 minutes, Discord.”

Discord: “Hey, at least I didn't last for only 10 minutes and had a whole army against Canterlot where I TOOK IT ALONE!”

>Before you and even the four had the chance to realized, the argument broke out to a debate for power. If they wanted your help, which they stated this an “operation”, then they didn't plan this out well.

>The argument went out for awhile now. Returning back to the demands of rest coming from your body, you slowly drifted yourself onto the floor, back flat.

>As you stare at the white infinity above your head, your ears picked up the loud booming of voices coming from all directions, echoing through the light.

>Just when you felt sleepy, they turned their attention back to the main problem, you.

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Discord: “You guys are no fun to hang out. See? Our assassin is getting bored of his new clients!”

>New clients? The idea sprang you back to your feet, waiting for the pay cheque to slip in between your fingers.

>But seeing how you assumed this isn't reality yet, you kept cautious and placed a close ear to the chat.

Sombra: “Why do we even need his help? With four of us, we can easily invade Equestria.”

Discord: “Because he has Celestia's Essence.”

 >The room became silent, pin drop silence.

>Celestia's Essence? You stared at the sky in bewilderment, thinking hard on the object the quad were talking about.

Anon: “What is this Celestia Essence? What's going on?”

>You shouted in the air, hoping for an answer to douse your burning curiousity

>You got an answer from Nightmare Moon, spoken with her sweet, sassy voice.

“Celestia is my dear sister, if you may know, since you're the most wanted assassin among Equestria. Do you still remember your attempt of assassinating the soon-to-be Queen Celestia?”

>The word 'attempt' pisses you off, making you seem to be a unloyal, inefficient Assassin but she's correct. You can still remember how you got to barge into war with her...

END OF PROLOGUE.