Assasins pony III

Connor was walking towards the forest in hopes of finding some game.  He was running out of food and funnding.  Connor had, had his eye on a new sword.  as soon as hewas in the forest, he began to spot signs of game.  He set a rope trap at a bush rabbits apeared to have been feeding on.  " Now to begin the real time consumeing part . . . tracking down a deer.",He said to no one inparticular and whithout much enthusiasm in his deep voice.

Clad in his normal assasin white garments, which had red and blue accents and an abnormaly large hood. The hood had an eagle pattern on a sharp point that was the tip of the hood.  It also was really deep so that it hid is eyes and other facial features, so that you couldn't tell who he really was.

Looking around he noticed the usual signs.  Nibbled bush here tracks there.  The same as always.  Connor began to follow the trackes.Good thing I'm good at what I do. What i do being hunting and killing Templars.He thought as he noticed the tracks and markings were getting more and more frequent and fresher. Showing the herd was getting readdy to bed down for the night.  "Good.",he  said in barley more than a whisper.

A few hours later, just as the sun began to set, he cold begin to see the herd.  Conner climbed a tree and moving like a monkey from branch to branch.  Silent as his shadow, he came above the herd.  His target: a doe by the edge of the herd.

closing in on the doe he unsheethed his hiden blades whith a *shhhink*.  Connor unlocked the right blade. he retrackted his left blade.  Clasping the right blade in both hands he stedied himself to jump in the span of a few seconds.  He drew back his hood to see better.  Then he lept.

Five feet from the ground, a flash of light brighter than the sun apeared as he was falling towards the deer.  "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH", Connor couldn't help but yell as he fell through the portal-thing.

Unable to alter his fall due to some sort of paralisis. He landed head first in a field of grass knocking himself out.  Connor's subconsious mind was going crazy.  What just happend? How did it happen? Where am I?  The three thoghts reapted over and over again. Unable to stop.

Some time later he gained conciosness to what sounded like uninteigable muttering.  "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggh, my head!!" , he exclaimed, refusing to open his eyes.  A colective gasp sounded at his words.  Sounds like five or six people, might have a fight on my hands.  He thought.  slowly he started to understand the uninteligible garble.

"Is it  okay?", a quiet, nervous voice asked

"You heard what it said, 'uuuugh, my head!'.  Do you think it's okay Fluttershy?!?", a second voice said louder and lower than the first voice.

"What is it?  That's my question.", a third voice ponderd.  This person sounds like a scholar. Connor thought

"How long has it been scince you found it sugarcube?", came a voice that sounded like it came from somewhere in the southern colonies.

"I found it a few hours ago.  I tried feeding it some sugar to see what happen.  It wouldn't take it, it would just batt my hoof away when it got close to its mouth.", a rather hyper fith voice replied.

"Its choice of clothing is rather fasionable, excluding all the dirt and mud from the fall.", chimed in a sixth voice that to Connor sounded like a plantation owner.  They're all girls or women.  I can't really tell.  Connor thought to himself.

"Wait, wait- " "Uuung" "I think it's coming 'round!  Hush now!!", the third voice said as he groaned in pain.

Connor opened his eyes to find everything blurred.  After sevral seconds of blinking and no change, he just closed his eyes and sighed.  " Dude you okay?", the second voice asked Connor.

"My vision is blurred, so, you know, I can't see.  By the way, where's my knife?", he asked the unknown girls/ women.

"Here you go, sugarcube", said the southerner voice, as she droped the blade of his hidden blade on his chest.  " May I ask what you use it for?"

"Sorry but no.  I'm going to try looking.  Any advice on the subject of that?" Connor asked not sure of what he would hear, but thought he could try his luck.

"Um, well actualy yes.  Just cover your eyes.  Good-", the quiet one said as he coverd his eyes " now open your eyes whithout uncovering them", he obliged, doing just as she said.  "Alright now slowly un cover your eyes, slowly.  yes, that's good."

"Huh ", he gasped i suprise.  Laying on his back staring at the six people who just helped him.  though they weren't really people it seemed.  What he was staring at weren't people they were . . . "PONYS?!?!", he couldent help but bursting out in surprise.