Assassin's Creed: Beyond

by Tryhard McFatface


Prologue: The End (or so it Seemed)

I pushed in the piece of the wall, and the small area housing the Apple was closed off. I felt my way to the chair in the center of the room, and sat down.

As I sat, I stared at nothing in particular. Thoughts, memories, pivotal moments played out in my head. Maria, Darim, Malik, Everyone I had known and loved, or had come to hate. My battle with Al Mualim played over in my head.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by a blinding light, seemingly originating from where I had sealed the Apple. I shielded my eyes, before being blasted out of my chair by an invisible force. Then, naught but black...

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I woke with a start, and immediately sprang to my feet. Wait, how was I able to do that so easily? I still had my robe, complete with all the equipment I had used in the past, my sword, my short blade, My throwing knives, and, most importantly, my hidden blades. I could not feel my fingers, nor my toes. I paid it no mind, as I was too intrigued by how quickly I was able to move.

I took a quick look at my surroundings. I was in a grassy field, a small stream in the distance, with a small town further beyond, and a large, ominous forest to my left. Good, civilization. Maybe I can get help there. Strangely, if felt very uncomfortable to walk. Confused, I looked down, and saw, not feet, or even boots for that matter, but hooves, covered in tan fur.

Upon further inspection, it was obvious I had hinge legs, much like horses' legs. I could not see the rest of my body, for it was masked by my robe, bit I could only assume there was fur all over my body now. My arms also had hooves. I ran a hoof over my head, and felt my hair (or would it be a mane since I could only assume I was an equine?). I tore out a small tuft, and held it in from of my face. it was black, like my hair when I was human. Wait, quick movement, better balance, and my hair is black again? Did I actually get younger?. I examined my face, to an extent. There was a short muzzle protruding from below my eyes, slightly hindering my view, but nothing too drastic.

Curious, I let myself down on my arms/forelegs. Standing this way felt much more natural. Hm, I'll have to teach myself how to walk on four legs... Wait, how do horses walk?

After a while (and a few trips), I was able to walk, and run on four legs. I guess I'll be walking like this from now on... Content, I set off toward the town in the distance.