As a pony I would be under appreciative of the things others did for me, my mother's loved me but no one understood them and always were judged for their 'preferences'; as older ponies would say to me as a foal. My father was an unlikely pony, he was always gone; off on one of his adventures trying to find out more of Equestria and how it came to be. I remember the day he left to go searching for the Crystal Empire, having followed a lead he found in one of Starswirl the Bearded's books. He never came back, the last we heard of him was two weeks after he'd left; back then there wasn't a railway throughout the entire land so he had to trot most of the way. When he reached Neighagra Falls he sent a letter to us, luckily he had an assistant dragon named Driscoll who is like a brother to me.
Driscoll is still alive to this day, or whichever day it is in Equestria; he lives in Canterlot as a historian. He's always been intrigued by history and ancient artifacts, he absolutely loves his life so I'm happy for him. He was the reason we knew dad had gone missing, about a month and a half after dad had left, Driscoll came home distraught and confused saying that our father had gone missing in a snow storm. After about two years of seclusion mum decided to try and meet new ponies, everypony new she was bisexual. I keyed up that term myself, since she is bias to both stallions and colts; you can guess what sexual means.
This is what I dreamt about for what felt like forever, I could feel the sweat rolling down my cheek as I breathed heavily and slowly. I notice this silhouette in the darkness, I feel like I've seen this individual somewhere before. I see a small scar on his lip and a large goatie that makes him seem young, he speaks in a low monotone voice like the one I heard earlier through the portal.
"It's a pleasure to meat you Strum, my name is Ezio Auditore; this is my Brotherhood of Assassin's."
"I'd hate to be a bother, but was that you earlier before I came through the...portal? I hope that's what you call it here, wherever here is." I am so confused as to what is going on and where I am.
"You're in Rome, we took you here after one of my apprentices put you to sleep." He seemed pretty prepared, could he be the one who created the portal? I am so utterly fucking confused, what is this Brotherhood of Assassin's? How does he know me?
"Please follow me Strum, we have much to discuss."
"No shit, sorry for my profanity but you can't really blame me." I wouldn't be surprised if he scolded me for it.
"I don't know much about from where you come from but here it is quite normal for people to swear." I guess that is what they are called, people. Such a weird name.
"We've arrived, don't be frightened and just be yourself." After that a huge door opens, reveling a massive room lit up by candlelight and...people sat upon chairs on a balcony above me.
"Buonasera Strum, it is a pleasure to meet you; my name is Niccolò di Bernardo dei Machiavelli." Jeez what a mouthful, so fancy comparred to Equestria anyway.
"Would it be rude if I just called you Sir Machiavelli? I'm not used to names consisting of more than two words."
"Not at all, I'm sure you have plenty of questions but we must ask some. We've been anticipating your arrival for many months now."
All the others are silent and just keep starting, it feels weird and a bit annoying; nopony stares at me back home.
"Strum, we understand you're not from here; but rather from a different world. Please tell us what is like."
"Well for starters I live in a land called Equestria, we all live under our two Princesses; Princess Luna and Princess Celestia. Celestia is the princess of the sun, she raises and sets the sun everyday; Luna is the princess of the moon and raises and sets it every night and morning. Now I don't know if you have ponies in this world but in my world there are ponies, unicorns and pegasi; and the occasional Alicorn here and there. Both our princesses are Alicorns. An Alicorn is always classed as a royal and are a mix of a pegasus and unicorn, which means they have wings like a pegasus and are able to perform magic like a unicorn."
They're all giving me this glare, like I was speaking nonsense; in their world it may seem unlikely but this is my world. I've told them the truth but it is up to them whether or not to do anything with that information. Sir Machiavelli looks to all what I'm assuming is his subordinates and nods, then looks at me again.
"We can make sense of what you say dear Strum, but also what is that mark that appears on your pants?"
"Well judging from the fact its on my pants it must be my cutie mark, in my world a cutie mark is the icon you recieve when you realise your destiny; I recieved mine the first time I assassinated somepony. I grew up in a war zone and he was some sort of makeshift leader for the enemy, since then the war has stopped and I try to lead a normal life."
"Interesting, do you recognize that mark?" Sir Machiavelli knows I don't know, obviously he does.
"Well no I don't, I never have and probably never will." He better tell me my destiny otherwise jumping through a portal just to find out would've all been for nothing.
"That is the insignia for the Italian Brotherhood of Assassin's, which obviously means we are your destiny." No shit, but it can't be; how could a cutie mark predict this as my destiny?