Amnesia: Sol's Dark Descent

Amnesia Begins...

Sol was being thrilled by Daring Doo as always. He never could get enough of the books and he even wrote a couple adventure books himself that were in libraries that were based on Daring Doo's adventures and he wanted nothing more than to take adventures that keep you on your toes, but he had to be content with the boring life that he had. He regretfully got to his hooves and set out to do his daily routine. Buying food, helping out at the early fliers academy, and just lounging around with his friends. He saw that the sun was setting and he flew home. He read a few chapters in Daring Doo and he saw that when the sun had completely set, he had written some in his new book he was writing and he fell asleep, death-defying adventures on his mind. A shadow swept across him and he wasn't there anymore...

He woke in a plush bed, a soft pillow, the dawn light woke him and he never felt more rested in his life, however he was  caught off guard by the new room he was in. He looked across the room and there was a golden statue and a note. He got up and picked up the note and read it.

"I have chosen you to take my place. You're wish has been granted..."

-Daniel

He dropped the note in pure excitement, but a voice in his head interrupted his celebration. ]Don't celebrate! Stay any longer and your gonna die! Take me with you, I know this place better than anyone. The voice said and he caught sight of a golden statue with a blue aura around it. Sol picked it up and the voice reappeared. Good, now hurry! The door! Before the Gatherer gets here! Sol stood with a strange expression on his face. There were two doors. Which one had the grunt coming? The North... Sol thought, facing the North Door or South? he said looking at the other one. He went to the door and pushed it. It didn't budge so he went and slammed against the North Door but it didn't budge either. He started getting frantic, he pulled the drawers open and found some canisters and a lantern. He saw the closet door and opened that, but all he saw was a pony hanging by the hooves with a bag over it's head. He looked around and didn't see much, then he found something. On the chain were keys! He put the golden statue down, and he started fumbling with the keys on the chain. Too late! he heard the voice say then he heard something break down the door. He started panicking. He scanned the room and there wasn't anything in here. Except for the closet...he didn't like the idea but he knew he had no choice. He ducked into the closet and pulled it shut. It was a perfect fit, despite the dead pony hanging upside down behind him. He heard growling and gruesome soft yells. He cracked the door of the closet and saw something he wished he hadn't. This is a Gatherer?! he nearly threw up and gasped at the same time but he didn't dare let the puke nor the gasp out for fear of giving his position away. The Gatherer had what seemed like bleeding eyes, and a jaw-less mouth, its hooves had razor-sharp, bloody claws. He felt his heart race as The Gatherer came very close to the closet and he couldn't hold it in any longer, even the smell of the monster was revolting, and his nervousness had always made him gag. He vomited out the crack and blinded the monster. He took the clear advantage that he had and slammed the door open making the Gatherer stagger back. He took the Gatherer by the back of the head and repeatedly slammed its head in the door until it crushed and the blood splattered everywhere and his brains were scattered all over the inside of the closet and blood was spattering out everywhere. He would've vomited again if he had anything else in his stomach.

Good work! Maybe you're better than Daniel was after all... the voice said By the way, I haven't properly introduced myself. I'm called many names, but you may call me Jae.

"I-I'm Sol." Sol responded. He knew he could trust the statue somehow...but who was Daniel? Sol shivered. He needed to get out of here. He looked through the broken door and saw a Gatherer coming towards him shrieking! He stood there with a frightened face and was too scared to scream, the Gatherer got close and then it just, disappeared. He stood confused for a second then found that he was holding his breath so he took refreshing gasps of air. Ahead of him was a dark corridor, Go in it. Everything will be fine, just use the lantern to light the way. I'll somehow get the torches going. Jae's telepathy told him. He didn't know what to do, he wasn't a unicorn and there was no way that he could carry two things at once. and he was no magician so that was out of the question. The satchel! Put me in the satchel you idiot! he looked around and didn't find any satchel or any other type of bag. Near the desk, god your blinder than David... he went over to the desk, found and unhooked the satchel, and placed Jae in there. He put the canister in there, Jae called it Laudanum, Sol then prepared the lantern and the oil and went into the corridor, lantern in mouth, satchel strapped across his chest and Jae in it. If he had a leather vest and an adventurer's hat, he would be the stallion pegasus version of Daring Doo. He headed into the corridor and he went in carefully and smoothly. Slowly the torches started to light up, Yes I've done it! My lord I didn't know I had that much Vitae in me... Sol was immediately intrigued.

"What's Vitae?" He asked. Jae's telepathic voice gave a little sigh. Vitae is a mystical energy that is made when humans, and sometimes animals, secrete when they grow scared or in pain. If one's mind is adjusted to being scared, that person has been shut down of Vitae for a while, however though if one runs out of Vitae completely that person dies. In your case though...Vitae is plentiful in your kind and it can even be produced through other means, like meditation, study, or even joy and sadness, much like the Magic your unicorns can do. Vitae can bestow either great power, or increased life-span. Sol nodded his head to show he was understanding what Jae was saying. Jae continued as he, apparently, used the strange Vitae to light the way. I was created to store this 'Power Vitae' as Alexander called it. So, as a result, I have become somewhat part-human or part-pony as you would call it..

"I'll just call it Magic. It would be very confusing for me if I tried to say 'Power Vitae' every time." Sol reasoned and was delighted at the sound of Stephano's submissive grunt. It was odd hearing a voice inside his head, but it was the only company he had in this castle. "By the way Jae, what's the name of this castle?" Sol asked and Jae replied in his usual tone. Brennenburg. This will be one adventure...I can't wait to get home and write about this! He said and he felt around the satchel. He somehow found a pen and a blank leather bound journal. Attached to it was a note:

Record your adventure in this. I can't wait to read it someday. ;)

-David

He took out the Journal and started writing in it as he walked. Thank you David for swapping places with me! he thought. Little did he realize though, he would soon come to regret even the thought of being here...