I have counted the votes, and we have a class.

You chose: Engineer. This will affect the story line. Will it be a good thing, or a bad thing?

Remember, I'm keeping track of all of the choices and where they lead. Make the wrong choices, and this story could end very soon. Yes, your character can die, so be careful and thoughtful of your choices.

One last piece of information: When the character picks up a piece of gear, instead of describing it, I'll put a picture. This way, you'll be able to visuals the story better.

Chapter 2

As you fill the personality test out, you began to remember certain skills that you must have learned. After you finished filling out the test, you hoof it to the doctor.

He looks it over and nods, "Did this help any?"

You give a small shrug, "Yeah, I can remember a few of my skills."

He smiles, "Good, good. What are your skills?"

You think for a second, "Well, as far as I can tell, I use to be very good at building and repairing things."

Dr. Slain nods, "Interesting, so your an engineer?"

"I guess." You say, not really sure if that's what you are or not.

He closes his eyes and chuckles lightly, "Do you even have anything on you?"

You cock your head, "What do you mean?"

He sighs, "Do you have any gear on you?"

You open your mouth and say, "Oh." You reach into your vest and pull out the metal object, "This is all I have."

He jumps slightly, and uses his hoof to point it away from him, "Watch where you aim that."

You look at the metal object in your hoof, "Why? Is it dangerous?"

He looks at you strangely, like you're an idiot, "Uhhh, of course its dangerous. Its a gun."

What the buck is a gun? "A gun?"

He rubbed his temple with his hoof, "You really did forget everything, huh?"

You shrug slightly, "I guess I did. Can you please explain this thing to me?"

He furrows his brow, "I can." He reached out and grabbed the gun out of your hoof, "This object here is a gun, or to be more specific, a .45 pistol. A gun is used for defense, but we also use them to kill. That is the main purpose of a firearm, to kill."

You nod, "Alright, I got it. How does it work?"

He hoofs it to you, "Well, I don't really know. All I know is that you pull this thing," He points to a piece of metal sticking out from under the gun, "And the gun fires out a bullet. But be careful, because once you pull the trigger, there is no going back."

You look the gun over and instantly know how it works and how to take it apart. Your memory must be slowly returning or something. "Thank you doctor."

He held up his hoof, "There is another thing. You see, those guns need bullets, and bullets here cost a lot of bits. So, you're going to want to conserve them if you can."

You look at him confused, "I see, how do I get bits? I know what they are, but I don't know where to get them."

He chuckles, "Oh, I could take advantage of you so easily. The easiest way to get bits is to work. Most ponies around here have something they need done."

You stand and hold out your hoof, "Thank you, you've been helpful."

He smiles and shakes your hoof, "No problem. I'm glad to help somepony in this hell hole."

You furrow your brow in confusion, "Uhhhh, can you tell me whats going on. I mean, why is everything so... bad."

He looked at you sadly, "This is a long tale, but I'll shorten it for you. You want to hear it?"

You nod.

He sighs and sits in his chair, "Eighty three years ago, Equestria was a peaceful place. There wasn't any thoughts of death or murder, just innocent ponies going about their innocent lives."

You raise an eyebrow, "How did that change?"

He licked his lips, wetting them, "Well, Princess Luna wanted to have equal power to the throne. But her sister, Princess Celestia, wouldn't let that happen. She didn't want to give up to much of her power. Luna became outraged and they locked themselves in the conference room. Nopony knows what was said, but when they left, Luna left the kingdom. She started her own government, the Lunar Republic. After a few years, it grew, and grew, and grew. It soon became just as powerful as the Solar Sentinels, which was ruled by Celestia. As expected, they became weary of each other and went to war. The first war to happen since the time of Nightmare Moon. The battles were horrific, so much destruction and death. I don't know what happened fully, but what I do know is that it soon came down to the two going at it one on one. That's where most of the destruction happened, that's what turned the world into what it is today."

You try to process all this new information, but find it hard, "What happened to the sisters?"

He sighed, "They called a peace treaty, but you couldn't call it a peace treaty. They still fight, all the time. Their governments hate each other."

You tap your chin, "Which one is the good one?"

He looked at you and bit his lip slightly, "You know, I don't think either one of them is good. The past eighty years has changed those two, but I would say the Lunar Republic. At least they don't force you to obey them."

You rub your chin, "But, I don't get something. How did all this happen? You know, the state of the world. Couldn't they fix it?

He shrugs, "They could, but they're to busy fighting each other to care about the state of the world. To tell you the truth, the only way things will ever be the way they use to be is if one of them die. And that's not going to happen for a long, long time."

Before you can answer, you hear a pony yell out, "Dr. Slain! We need your help!"

Dr. Slain sighs, "I'll be right back." He then trotted out of the room and down the hall.

You stand there, looking around the small room. You suddenly have an idea, you pull out your handgun and lay it on the counter.

You look it over and smile, "I know this now!" You then begin to disassemble the small handgun.

After a full minute of work, it was fully disassembled. You looked at all the pieces, knowing where each one goes.

You put it back together just as fast as you had disassembled it. You then repeated this process over and over again till the doctor came back in the room.

"Ah, I see your enjoying yourself." He said as he walked up next to you.

You smile, "Yeah, this is pretty fun. This gun is so interesting."

Dr. Slain smiles, but then looks slightly concerned.

You look at him and cock your head, "Uhhh, what is it? Is everything alright?"

He sighs, "No, everything isn't okay. That was Lily Bell, her sister was attacked by a group of bandits."

You become worried, "Is she okay?"

He nods slightly, "Yes, but she won't be for long. She has a slight infection from a bullet wound."

You rub your chin, "Well, can you help her?"

He shook his head, "I'm afraid not, I ran out of the type of plant to stop infections a long time ago." He then looks at you and slightly smiles, "Say, you look like you could handle yourself pretty well out there."

You shrug, "I might, I haven't had to yet."

He smiled, "Could you go out there, into the desert, and bring me back the flower I need?"

You bit your lip, you want to help the pony, but you don't know what its like out there, "I don't know..."

"I can pay you."

This perked you up slightly, "I guess I can go out there, but I don't know what the flower looks like."

He opens a drew and pulls out a picture, "Here, take this with you, this will help you in identifying the plant."

You take the picture and look it over.

You nod, this should be easy. Just look for yellow.

"I'll be back soon." You say, heading for the door.

He nods, "Hurry back, I don't want this infection to spread to much."

Twenty minutes later

You stop walking and look around. You swear something is watching you, you can feel it.

The moon above makes the desert look like a death trap. Shadow's move, creatures hiding in the darkness, and who knows what in the skies.

This isn't an ideal situation, everything around you is unnerving.

After a few more minutes of walking, you see a board stuck in the ground. Upon reaching it, you can see it in greater detail.

You can't tell what it means. Probably just a random sign, or something.

You walk past it and continue your search for the yellow flower.

Seconds after passing the sign, the sand in front of you starts to shift.

You stop and look down at it, confused.

Suddenly, a hoof shoots out of the sand and grabs you by the neck. You feel yourself being lifted up and then slammed into the ground.

You look up at your attacker, but the darkness hides his face.

"I knew he was going to trespass!" It said to somepony out of sight.

"I guess you was right. Hurry up and kill him so we can get back to... Wait a second! Look at him!" The pony out of sight said.

The pony above you leans down and examines you, "I don't believe it! He actually came back, even after what he did!"

"Lets bring him back to camp. I know Draco will want to have a talk with him." The pony out of sight said. The pony then walked into view and held a long wooden thing in his hoof. He then slammed it into your head.

Everything went black.

Four hours later

You open your eyes and jump up, surprised to find that your not tied down. You look around and notice that your in a hut of some sorts.

You can hear somepony talking outside the hut, "Yes, its him! He actually had the nerve to come back!"

What's going on?!

The blanket that acted as a door was pushed aside and a tall pony walked in. He was covered in bandages and at least as tall as two ponies.

And unfinished picture. This is the basic look as of this moment.

He glares at you, "So, you've come back. What was your plan this time, to kill our oldest mare?!"

You shook your head, "No! Please listen, I don't know who you are, or whats going on."

He looked surprised, "Don't try and lie your way of of this one."

You held up a hoof, "No listen to me! I don't remember anything but tonight. I don't know how, or when, but somehow I've lost my memory. I swear!"

He eyed you up and down, "Lets see then." He turned and yelled out to somepony, "Come here! I need you to perform a truth spell on this one."

He stepped aside and another pony walked in, this one also covered in bandages. He trotted over to you and pointed his horn at you. A small beam shot out and hit you in the forehead, causing you to yelp in surprise.

The other pony stepped forward, "Now, tell us that again. And don't bother to lie, that spell will make you tell the truth."

You gulp, "I woke up in the desert, with no memory of my past life. I went to a town and got a little help from a doctor there. But now, I'm out searching for this plant," You hoof him the picture, "I didn't know I was trespassing."

He looked the picture over and then at you, "Huh, I guess you're telling the truth." He hold out his hoof, "Since you don't have any memory, my name is Harena Draco, but only call me Draco."

You shake his hoof, "Nice to meet you Draco, I don't really know my name, but I think its Everdark."

He nods and steps back, "Okay then." He looks at the picture again then back at you, a smile formed on his face. "I think we can use you not having your memory to our advantage."

You cock your head, "What do you mean?"

He chuckled, "Well, we've been needing somepony to go to the old city of Canterlot and do a special job for us."

You know where this is going, "What is the job? Why can't one of you do it?"

He looked amused, "You really don't have your memory. Well, we Sand Dover's aren't really friendly with the Solar Sentinels. We can't even get close to the city walls with out being shot at, so going there is a no go for us."

"Sand Dover's?"

He nods, "Yeah, Sand Dover's. A Sand Dover is a pony that lives in the desert . We use the desert to our advantage in all possible ways. Including, making gun powder, travel, and we can use it to heal certain wounds."

You tap your chin, "How's that work?"

He chuckled again, "Lets just say we have a special ability when it comes to sand."

You nod, "So, what's this special job?"

He pulls down his face cover to reveal dry, broken skin, "A little over a month ago, a caravan came through here. The pony in charge promised us medical supplies if we gave him fifty pounds of gun powder. The only catch was that we had to give the gun powder up front. We accepted since we are need of more advanced medicine. Well, its been a month and he hasn't returned, this leads us to believe he is never coming back. I want you to go to Canterlot and kill him."

You bit your bottom lip, you don't want to kill somepony, "What will I get if I do this?"

He pulled his face cover back up, "If you do this for us, we'll give the plant you're seeking. We have plenty of it laying around here that we're not using. And as a added bonus, if you bring back the promised medical supplies, I'll throw in one of our weapons, and maybe a few other things."

You perk up at this. You need this plant, and you could really use a second weapon. But, you don't want to kill another pony.

This sounds good, very good. It just comes with a cost. You could do this and get the plant you need, plus a little extra. Or, you can say no and find the plant on your own. But that may take to long.

He looked at you, "So, will you do this?"

Time to make a choice, chose wisely.

What will you do?

A. Accept the offer and go to Canterlot.

B. Decline the offer and search for the plant on your own.

C. Demand that they give you more.

D. Demand they give you the rewards now and go back to town, and forget about the Sand Dover's quest.

E. Who needs this? Shoot your way out of the camp, may be fun and you may find a weapon or two.

Remember, your character can die. Make to many bad choices, and your character gets closer and closer to death. Think about your choice wisely, because what you do now will affect the story. For the better, or for the worst. Choices made now will come back to haunt you later on in the story.