Opportunities
Wesker in Equestria
by DeepThought
A small, genuine smile played on his lips when Wesker examined the equipment with the strange purple pony. He was back in his 'natural' environment. Feeling like a bird in the wide open sky or a fish in the deep blue sea, Albert was overcome by a strange sense of inner peace - the labs were where his 'magic' happened. His time as a researcher had been the best of his life. Driven by absolute determination to achieve something world-changing, he had worked with his one and only friend William. They’d inspired each other to reach new heights of scientific advancement.
His death was a pity and one of Wesker's rare failures. A brilliant mind was gone because the blonde had underestimated the government’s forces. But the boyish-looking scientist's last gift remained: Wesker's superhuman abilities. In the following years, the blonde man tried to make it up by watching secretly over Birkin's child, Sherry, making sure none of her father's former enemies 'bothered' her.
“Are you familiar with these devices?” Twilight inquired curiously, bringing the human back to reality.
“Yes, except the ones back in the right corner. They are probably only different forms of machines I already worked with, but they actually seem to be unfamiliar,” he replied truthfully. “Judging by your higher level of technology in certain fields, I can only assume their purpose.”
Confused the recently coronated princess looked at Wesker,
“How can you be a scientist without basic magic current testing devices?”
He stopped a moment to contemplate his answer. She couldn't mean magic as in smoke and mirrors. So was she mocking him?
That was rather unlikely. Was 'Magic' a synonym for something he already knew, probably electricity? It was astounding enough that these equine creatures shared his language. Could he really be sure that it matched 100 percent?
“You keep saying 'Magic', Twilight. What do you mean by that?" he simply asked.
The princess looked dumbfounded, but quickly regained her confident smile. There were a few individuals from less magically-gifted races she knew, that had been unfamiliar to the concept...
“Well, every pony, everything in Equestria, is inhabited by a force, which brings us life. It manifests in different forms, as active and passive abilities. Earth ponies, who don't have wings or horns, are good with plants and animals. Also they are much stronger and sturdier than the other races. Pegasi channel their magic through their wings, which allows them to fly and control the weather. And last but not least unicorns, the most talented users of magic, can cast spells by using their horn,” she explained.
Her voice sounded as if she was quoting fragments of a book. Well, it fit. She seemed to be the more academic type.
Was what she had just told him a sort of ancient caste system?
“For example the purple sphere that surrounded you when you was captured was my shield spell. And every day and night, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna raise and lower moon and sun.”
Rather a religion, he mused. How could two beings move astral bodies, and what kind of solar system would that be? This sounded like the Middle Ages. Simply unbelievable.
Yet he had noticed the strange day and night circle, the sudden movement of moon and sun over the sky. Also he had seen Twilight perform those 'spells'. There had to be a grain of truth in it. Now it was his task to separate the chaff from the wheat.
Suddenly a terrifying thought appeared to him. Was he still on Earth? All of this did add up. An equine species unknown to humankind, but living in the plain, strange powers and technology, a completely new variety of wildlife and plants. But there were also many parallels between the worlds. The odds for these being mere coincidences were incredibly low. He decided he needed more information before he could come to a satisfying conclusion.
“So you're saying that these 'spells' were a product of your natural and inherent abilities?”
“Indeed,” she answered, “If you want, I can show you the measuring devices in action.”
Wesker nodded slowly, so the mare went over to the strange, wardrobe-sized device and started pushing and pulling levers. Several lights flashed on the control panel, and the machine emitted a low whistle. Then the alicorn put a helmet-like contraption on her head, obviously enjoying herself.
Instantly a needle on the reading display jumped to the far end of the scale.
“This is my basic magic level,” she told him, “It is around 20 Starswills, which is rather high. Come here, please.”
She handed Wesker the helmet, gesturing encouraging to put it on, which he reluctantly did. The alicorn pushed a button, but nothing happened - the needle didn't move at all.
“Strange, I was sure after AJ told me how strong and fast you are that it would show at least the amount common for an earth pony,” she pondered, putting her hoof to her chin.
Then her expression suddenly changed. Now beaming at the stone-faced man, she spoke up,
“Anyways, I want to offer you to work with me, here in the lab. I would teach you about the culture and history of my ponies as well as have you would teach me about yours. Also we would exchange scientific knowledge to our mutual advantage. What do you think?”
This was a great opportunity. The blonde man had the chance to conduct experiments on magic, the local flora and fauna, sharing bits and pieces of his knowledge, while becoming a trusted member of society, in a well-equipped lab funded by a naive pony princess. Secretly he could work on his own account from the shadows, figuring out exactly how and why he’d ended up there.
“I accept. It would be an honor to work with a Princess,” he responded, disgusted by his own bootlicking tone.
Much depended on this... too much.