The Elements of Chaos: Entry to Modern Warfare

Warehouse
Ponyville
Equestria
6:30 P.M. on May 7th
Mentor Nitro

I was able to connect with the Mentors at HQ. They said that, at least in Equestria, I am the Mentor Assassin. If I were to ever return to Mobius and there was an open vacancy, I'd be the new Novice Mentor. So, now I'm gonna be referred to as Mentor now. Feels weird being called that.

I gave my apology about the whole "fucking you while we were drunk in Manehatten 2 weeks ago" to Soprano earlier in the day, and she accepted it. Thank God she did.

"I've collected all of you so I can begin an assignment. The first Assassination mission." I signed in Alto as our new Assassin earlier, and gave him the quick rundown on his basic equipment. I also gave him his robe. It compliments him. A navy blue robe with a bright cyan for the joints. It has dirt-orange highlights on the hood. It has medium-grade ceramic armor. His hood is attacked to his robe by a treble clef (his hood is detachable). His sword's pommel is the same clef. It's a machete. Short (22 inches), wide (8 inches), and seriously strong. Made of 1090 steel (90% carbon quality steel, good steel) and a soft wooden handle. Sanded by its own wood shavings and bees wax, it's soft, semi-malleable, and super comfortable. I wouldn't say it's a work of art, but it is something amazing that I made. And I was able to perfect it because of the extra time I had compared to the other 3's weapons.

"We'll be targeting a smug cunt named 'Dumb-bell'. This bastard works at the Rainbow Factory, and is currently smuggling in explosives to level multiple cities. The guy follows the first part of his name well, 'cause he left gunpowder leading to the place where he's storing the TNT. And it's under an orphanage. The bloke's a maniac, and we gotta kill him before he kill's the rest of us."

"What does he want with doing this?" Pinkie questioned.

"He wants to cause Chaos. Enough to make the ponies believe that Equestria is now being targeted and they oughta overthrow the current government."

Discord just shakes his head in disapproval. Luna was about to go on an outrage, but I cut her off before she began.

"We're gonna kill him and remove the TNT before he can do anything. My recon states that he'll be attempting to blow up something important tomorrow, so we gotta head up to Cloudsdale before that happens. Anyone got a problem with that?" Silence. "I'll take that as a no. Since this is y'all's first mission, I'll be putting you into teams. Discord, you can't use Chaos Magic in this run."

"Aw, but why not?"

"'Cause it'll draw unwanted attention. And we don't want Dumb-bell to know we're going for his explosives. I promise more missions for you'll have Chaos magic."

"It better, or..." He grumbles to himself.

"Team A will be Pinkie and Alto. You all will go to the nearby roofs and scout the area. Be our eyes in the skies. Team B will be Luna and Discord. You two will be going out and eliminating any guards nearby Dumb-bell. Lethal or non-lethal, take your pick. If any of you have a clear shot on Dumb-bell, take it. He's a grey pegasus with a dumbbell on his flank. His dark grey hair covers his eyes, sort of. I'll be helping out Team A, since I'm a sniper. Alright, any questions?"

"Yeah," Luna responded. "What're we gonna do with the import of dynamite?"

"Good question, Luna. Most likely, in Dumb-bell's room, he has documents on how he imported the TNT and what he's gonna do with it. Team B, if you'd like, you can go into his room and get it." I pull up a map of Cloudsdale. "Anyone got other questions before the real game plan?"

No one responded, so I take that as a no. "Alright, let's get into this." I point to a house. "This is where DB lives." I moved my finger across the map to point at some warehouses. "This is where the TNT is. He'll most likely be coming in through the front entrance here-" I point at it "-and Team A will be stationed here." I point towards some buildings nearby. "There'll be few guards here because the Templars are running thin on men. Team B, like I said, lethal or non-lethal. Your choice on how to take 'em down. Luna, you still got the revolver I gave you?"

"Yes. I have it on me as we speak."

"Good. You can use that to startle the guards into coming into one section where you can take them from the shadows, or you can just outright shoot them. Make sure to hide the bodies, whether knocked out or killed, however. We don't want the Templars to raise the alarm. If that happens, game over."

"What do you mean, game over?" Pinkie asked.

"What I mean is, DB'll blow up the warehouses, along with the TNT. It'll destroy Cloudsdale, and kill everyone in the city. No pressure, right?" A brief moment of everyone staring at me like 'wtf is wrong with this cunt?' "Yeah, I know. I hate me too. Now, this'll be fun. Remember, everyone's livelihood is at stake. So don't fuck up. Y'all got it? Let's go!"

Warehouses
Cloudsdale
Equestria
12:15 P.M. on Sunday, May 8th
Assassin Luna

"So don't fuck up. Y'all got it? Let's go!" Nitro's voice rang through my head as we wait for Dumb-bell. I fiddle around with my sword.

"Nervous, Lulu?" Discord noticed my nervousness. "I am too. I'm used to causing chaos, but not killing. I just hope that whatever Nitro plans, it isn't horrible."

"Yeah. There's the Target." I point off towards Dumb-bell. I recognize him from one of Rainbow Dash's and Fluttershy's dreams. This is one of the 3 bullies that messed with them when they were kids, making and molding them into who they are today. They did leave quite a large scar on Dash's and Fluttershy's psyche, however.

"No guards. Strange," Discord noted, as I too wondered where the guards are located.

"Huh. Nopony here." Dumb-bell states in one of the most annoying voices I've heard.

"So do you wanna take him out, or..." I questioned Discord.

"Y-you do it."

I jumped from my hiding place, glide above DB, and throw a poisoned throwing knife to his face. I then nod to the team above. Before they can do anything, however, guards started pooling out. They give him an antidote, and he looks around. "I've heard stories about you, Assassin. Your little Order died long ago! Now, show yourself and fight like a stallion!"

"Listen up." Nitro noted into our collective mind. "Pick off as many of them as possible. If worst comes to worst, Luna, shoot DB. Your revolver is suppressed, so go fucking ham, got it?" I nodded in his direction, and pulled out my sword. It's 'bout to get messy.

Warehouses
Cloudsdale
Equestria
12:30 P.M. on May 8th
Mentor Nitro

I pulled out my IMR and got right to work. As it's suppressed, no one knew where it came from. Plus the glare of the sun'll block any way of finding where it came from. I switched to 3-burst, and picked off a few of them. I know all these fuckers. Brothers and Sisters who left the Order for the Templars. They're all insane, but so am I. Some fell down quickly, others took more ammo to kill. Luna slashed through some back support, Discord smashed some poor bloke's head into the dirt, and the others're trying to help by using bows. Pinkie is less experienced, but Alto was making headshots with the Huntsman.

"COME OUT, ASSASSIN!"

Using my mask, my voice goes into a robotic tone. "We are the Assassins," I said. "We are many. We won't stop. Mademoiselle Lune, eliminate him." Luna went up to DB and backstabbed him. Hope she finds herself inside the Interrogation realm.

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Assassin Luna

Dumb-bell was sitting there, coughing up blood from the stab wound. "So *cough* this is where it ends. *cough cough* I thought I'd *cough cough* die with a wife and *cough* kids, but nope. *cough*"

"Where were you going to blow up with so much explosives?" I questioned.

"*cough* Canterlot." Blood stained the non-existent ground below us. I noted the location as the white space I mentioned earlier, but looked much darker. "I see you *cough* noted the Interroga-*cough*-tion realm. This is where *cough* Assassins and Templars *cough* go to when they kill *cough* someone on the enemy's *cough* side. Goodbye, Princess Luna."

"WAIT! WHO DO YOU-" He coughed up some more blood before passing away.

Instincts took over. My magic was used on his eyelids, closing them. I muttered "Rest in Peace", and walked away. Everything went away like a deck of cards in the wind, and I stood in front of other Templars. They surrendered. "Listen to me, stallions and mares. Leave, and don't return. Please, don't follow the Templar rule. Give up, and just live life how it was meant to be. Do what you'd like. Just leave this madness behind." The Templars surrounding me nodded and left, picking up the wounded and the dead along the way. The others fell down next to me. "He was insane. Trying to blow up Canterlot. He's dead now." I shake my head. "Why did it have to come to this?"

"It's not easy for a first time, but you'll have to live with it. I don't agree with both sides of this coin, but the best option is still the Assassins. You all did wonderful. Y'all go remove all this TNT. I'll go and find out where Dumb-bell obtained all this." He looked towards Dumb-bell with... is that sadness in his eyes? It was there for just a second, but it was certainly there.

"C'mon, let's get to work!"

Nitro's perspective

It's been 2 hours since Dumb-bell died. I broke the news to his parents, who were so stunned, both passed out. I went to get the documents I need, stow it inside my robe, and left, leaving them on a set of couches near the door. When I got back, the team had all the TNT out of town. Discord probably either stored it in his pocket dimension, or he teleported it to the Badlands and blew it up where nobody was. Or he just blew it up in the atmosphere. Either way, it was gone. I gave them the documents and told them to do what they will with this information. I left to Ponyville. I was in no mood to do anything. It was exhausting to do all of that.

MISSION COMPLETE
ALL PARTY MEMBERS +57 EXP
LUNA GREW TO LEVEL 7/50
PINKIE GREW TO LEVEL 4/50
ALTO GREW TO LEVEL 9/50
DISCORD GREW TO LEVEL 7/50
NITRO GREW TO LEVEL 45/50
ASSASSINATION MISSIONS COMPLETED: 1/62
REMAINING TARGETS: TOO MANY TO LIST

Written Journal #6
Target eliminated. Dumb-bell has been killed.
My powers are coming back to me. Thank god.
I'm too tired to write.