Cellser's the name, animus is the game. I'm the one the scientists call "Subject 68." Funny, there is no other reported subjects. I was one of the first to be stuck in the ecstasy-filled joyride into my memories. My GreatX26 grandfather was an assassin, named Patrick (Pat-treek) who was one of the founders, along with the past famous Altiar. He and my father were close friends, at least until he become obsessed with assassinations and "Portals" into other worlds. In the memories, I was able to scavenge a "Portal" from the memory, able to see what it was. The book it was in Latin, which I was able to learn in a single day just from replaying memories, but fuck if that matters. I discovered a lost memory of Patrick writing the final chapter called... Equestria? A land filled with 4 races... but I was only able to get that far, as my Animus operators were able to disconnect me... "Cellser, you are under strict orders to NOT access any hidden memories, UNDERSTAND?" I sat up, the Animus connectors detaching from my body. "Yes sir." What option did I have other than conform? "Good, now get some sleep, Cellser." The manger left the room, the automatic doors shutting behind him. My room was bland, all white. Maybe when I kill the manager, the red tone will add life... I laughed silently to myself, getting up and moving to the bathroom. I showered and put on new clothes, which any and all outfits for any given day were jeans and a white sweatshirt. I looked into the mirror, same head ... Brown hair, moderately short, side swept to the right. Skin still white, moderately muscular figure (Thank god for the army)...Yup...still trapped in this hellhole. I walked out of the restroom, hopping into the bed. I retrieved my journal from the nightstand, jotting down what I learned. As I finished, I did a memory review, analyzing everything I saw today. Except the same memory kept replaying over and over, a thousand times a minute. When Patrick was writing the Equestrian "Portal". When this happens, there is a hidden meaning your mind wants you to find out, according to the manager. I analyzed it first... What is "Equestria?" Sounds like a derivative from Equestrian... Horses? Sure. OK, so "Portal" A rift or hole in time or demention... So a portal to this "Equestria"? No...memory still replaying...Wait a fucking second...
The outline of the page is in Latin.. It read... Dear My Grandson of the 26, you will retain my memories. I know who you are, but how I know does not matter. What does, is that you execute my commands; If you get this message, the Caretaker will try and take your life with a hidden blade, left hand. This could go two directions: You will let him stab you in the throat, ending your currently miserable life. Option two, in my opinion, is much more viable. You will grab his left hand, and plunge it into the head slot of the machine, which brings you the memories of me. That will kill him. You shall take the hidden blade from his dead hands, and it will be yours. You shall then escape the compound and find the ones called "The Three Scorpions." They will reside in the modern city of "New York." Find them, and stop this threat forever, bring peace, my son, and godspeed. Shuttering, crying, fear... Never had those been so powerful. So many questions... they will have to wait. I decided to mentally prepare myself with the little time I had left. I eventuly fell asleep after hours of pondering. I woke up with the hands of the manger, shaking me to get up. I looked at his left arm, he retreated instantly. "Don't touch me, creaton!" He backhanded me, before grabbing me and throwing me onto the machine. Landing with a thud, I was instantly restrained, despite my struggle for escape. Wait for it... He approached... "Assassin scum like yourself need to be put down, only of course with weapons of your own..." He turned around, revealing the hidden blade, a smug look on his face. Wait for it... He approached saying one final line. "Any last words, Assassin scum?" I thought for a second. "Yeah, fuck you!" I said, spitting into his face. "UGHHH!" He yelled, redying his blade. "Die." He blandly stated, thrusting the blade at my face. With quick reaction, I moved my head, resulting in his plunge into the machine. Shocks of electricity flew throughout my body, causing a blackout...
I woke up, seemingly only a few moments later. I was in some forest...I looked around, seeing the dead director on the ground. "We're not in Brazil anymore..." I said as I approached the dead corpse. I knelt over him, ripping the contraption from his left arm. "Good riddance, asshole." I said one last time before kicking his dead head. I got up, unknowing of my location, my eyes squinted as a result of me spending zero time outside in 4 years and the bright sun didn't seem to help. I took one last look around and saw an opening. "Ah... There's a viable exit." I said, throwing my hood up and placing the blade on my wrist. I began walking toward the light, seeing a village. This looks nothing like any village I've ever seen... I thought to myself. I looked around..."What the fuck?" I said under my breath... "OK this is weird... colored...ponies? This has to be a radioactive bombsite..." What seemed like forever, I ended walking into the town square. I gained a multitude of attention from the "Citizens..." "What is that thing... Never seen a white headed creature before... What... no fur?" Comments like that rang out as a mass number of "Creatures." Before I know it, I was encircled by these things. I made it to what seems like the town center, fully surrounded, about 15 yards of radius, no matter the direction, between me and the things. Some had wings, some had horns, few had both... some had none? "Back off!" I yelled, the things actually understood me, they moved away... Wait, I heard a few speak... Jesus this is weird... About a group of 5 "Guard" ponies, at least what they reminded me of, approached with spears. "Creature! You are ordered to stand down! Come with us, or become a corpse!" The 5 surrounded me, spears drawn, ready to kill. Time to put those Animus lessons to use... "Come get me..." I said, vaulting over a guard, I disappeared into the crowd. You could say it worked as well as me hidding in Africa. I bursed from the crowd, taking off running toward a building. I need high ground... The 5 flew right behind me. "Stop now!" The group yelled, throwing choice words varying pony to pony. I jumped from the ground to a wooden sign, grasping it, I pulled myself up. I then launched myself from the sign to the roof, a crowd gathering below. The guards watched in awe, as comments rang out. "Iv'e never seen any pony do that..." A few said. "Stop so we can take you to our queen!" The presumed leader said readying his spear, landing on the roof about 5 feet away. "Watch out guards, he is an unknown creature with unknown powers...Be on your hooves." The other guards shook in agreement readying your spear. "You mean toes?" I asked, assuming he mixed his statement up. "What are these TOES?" He asked. "Forget it." I replied, taking a ready stance,unrevealing of my blade. "Last warning, creature..." "Come get me..." I replied, comming face to face with me. The guard thrust his spear at me, but I learned from the best assassin in the 10th century. I deflected the spear using the blade, and grabbed the spear with my other hand. I slammed the spear's handle into the guard's chest, causing him to gasp for air and loose control of his wings. "You fell for the easiest trick in the book." I said, now having control of his spear. "You took my weapon!" he exclaimed, recouperating from the blow. "Your skills are below megar, I won't need this to kill you." I said, dropping the spear to the ground below. The crowd gasped... "He humiliated a guard captain... Impressive." Other complements and curses rang from the crowd. "Your kind really back belive in you, don't they, Captain?" I smugly stated, the captain retrieved his spear. "I-I-I was just testing you." He played with his words. "Guards! Celestia has been notified! Just hold him here for a few minutes." Worry began inside, not knowing what a Celestia is... Maybe I'll get brownie points for not killing anyone..or is it anypony? Two guards lunged at me from behind, I threw the uncoordinated attacks into each other, causing the spears to also fall and the two crashing into eachother. "This is too easy, Captain, You must have more for me?" I said, laughing full heatedly "I will Kill you, Creature!" He lunged his spear at me, and with no time to dodge, I blocked with the blade. A volley of spear thrusts began, me able to parry all but one. The last went into my shoulder, causing major skin trauma . The crowd gasped, the Captain laughing. "My turn." I said letting loose of my shoulder I dashed at the guard, jumping onto the captain's back. Wait...Are these... feathers? I thought they were ponies? "Get off of me, CREATURE!" He yelled, asending high into the air. He flipped and spun, attempting to throw me off. I gripped with all my might, him yelping in pain. "GET OFF!" He commanded repeatedly. I had to stop him, so I waited until we were a good 20 feet off the ground. I began slashing at his wings, causing bleeding and a loss of altitude.. and a shit ton of feathers and bone from the wing. We approached about 4 feet when I Kicked off his back, sending him face first into the ground. After landing with a roll to lessen the pressure on my legs, I jogged over to the body, flipping him over. "Time to die!" I said, raising my arm into the air, revealing the blade. His eyes winced as I gripped his neck, steadying it. As soon as I began the stab, a shock of lighting hit me in the back. My vision blurred, my thoughts dissipated. "That should stop it." I womanly voice said. Two unicorns bent over, looking at me. "What a weird...Mane." "No pupil... thats not his mane..." Darkness overtook me.