Author's Notes:

Part 1 of my crossover with Dark Spider's Spider in Equestria Displaced fic.

Just notifying that there will be a lot of dialogue in this and the next chapter as the concept of Displaced is explained to Ashur and Aurora as well as Dark telling the story of his Displaced life so far.

Next chapter should be read and edited by tomorrow.

I sat staring at the three figures that had suddenly appeared in front of me. The sheer strangeness of them had me at a loss for words. A large bipedal figure in a blue and black hooded cloak groaned in pain after landing on his back, while two… OMG are those pokemon? A rush of excitement flowed over me as I watched a Fennekin and Froakie sitting next to the cloaked figure and poked at him.

“Pray tell, who is this?” Luna asked with apprehension.

“I’m not sure. I found this weird medallion that spoke in my head and when I threw it away they appeared!” I answered her, my eyes locked on the two familiar creatures in front of me.

Another groan came from the dark clothed figure before a voice emanated from it. “Again in the back? I have got to get better at the landing.”

Luna stepped forward, defensive anger replacing her earlier trepidation. “What are you creature and how did you find your way into here?”

The figure looked to her. “Luna? Huh. Another regular pony world by the looks of it.” He stood up and dusted himself, the Froakie jumping onto his right shoulder.

“I will ask once more creature, how did you get in here? If you do not answer I will not hold back.” Luna demanded while stomping a hoof into the ground.

“Who threw the medallion?” The figure asked, seemingly ignoring Luna’s angry questioning.

I lifted my hand slowly. “Um, it was me.” I said nervously.

“Then you summoned me.”

“But, who and what are you?” I asked him as Luna became visibly angrier.

“To answer the second question, I'm exactly what you two are,” he said, pointing at me and Ashur.

“Wait, you’re a human? And what did you mean about normal ponies?” Luna interrupted.

“Yes, and I mean that you guys aren't anthropomorphic like in my Equestria.” Her anger turned to confusion at the sudden information.

Ashur suddenly laughed at that, “Oh man, that would be weird as hell.”

“Why?” The strange biped asked, confusion evident in his young, yet obviously masculine voice.

“Well it would be uncanny valley all the time. You know something that’s human but not quite so it’s unnerving.” Ashur explained.

“I lived there for a while now, so I'm perfectly fine with it,” he said with a shrug. “Heck, that's wasn't even a problem for me on my first day.”

“Hold on, I think we all just missed something super important. What the hell do you mean by your Equestria?” Ashur asked with confusion on his face.

He looked to me and Ashur with confusion before tilting his head. “Is this your first time learning about Displaced?”

“What is Displaced?” I asked nervously.

He sighed exasperatedly. “I'll take that as a yes. Okay, how about this, I explain everything going on, if you answer a few of my questions.”

Ashur looked at me and as one we nodded before he answered, “That seems fair.”

“Okay. Can we sit? This'll take a while.” The boy asked while rubbing his back.

I indicated around the barren hut. “Well you’ll have to sit in the dirt, we haven’t exactly gotten around to building anything but the walls and roofs.”

He shrugged. “I'm okay with that.” He then sat by the wall, the Fennekin curling up on his lap with him petting it while the Froakie remained on his shoulder.

With a sigh we all joined our strange company, taking a seat on the hard earth and looking at him expectantly.

“Okay. First off, who are you guys dressed as exactly? Your costume looks very familiar,” he said, pointing to Ashur.

“Did you ever play Assassin’s Creed?” Ashur asked in return.

“Of course. That's what gave me the idea for this cloak in the first place.”

“Well I’m sure you remember the modern day parts. I’m dressed up as Desmond Miles.” He said before pointing to me. “And she decided to be Lucy Stillman.”

“I remember Desmond, but I only played 4 and a bit of 3, so Lucy is unfamiliar to me. Anyway, I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Tito, but since I got Displaced, most call me Dark.” He waved a black and blue gloved hand to the Froakie. “This is my partner, Michael.” He then pointed to the Fennekin. “And this is my sister’s partner, Emily.”

I started to bounce slightly where I was sitting, barely able to contain myself from jumping forward and hugging the tiny fire fox. “You are so lucky! I’ve always wanted a Pokemon.”

“Well we just got these two a couple of days ago. Long story. Now, how long have you been in Equestria?” Dark asked, trying to keep the conversation on track after my interruption.

Ashur spoke up. “I’m not exactly sure. Time tends to get confusing when you get turned to stone.”

Luna interrupted suddenly to answer. “1563 years.”

We all sat there in shock, our jaws nearly hitting the floor. The sheer amount of years we had spent in our stone prison surprised us far more than we were expecting. We guessed it would have been at least 1000 years but over 500 more than that was shocking to say the least.

“Wow,” Dark said. “Let me guess, Royal Sisters didn't trust you and used the Elements on you?”

“They didn’t really need to, we aren’t exactly super powerful magic users. Well we might be now, not really sure how it all works.” Ashur tried to explain, thinking about our new shadow running ability. “And it was only Celestia. Luna” He pointed to the dark blue alicorn laying on the floor of the hut “Was on our side.”

“Wow… Okay then. Next, you know about MLP?”

I laughed for a moment before answering. “Yeah, we are massive bronies.”

“Okay then. The last Displaced I met didn't know. Now, when in the show’s timeline are we?”

Ashur and I froze with this question, looking at Luna. “Umm should we really answer that? I’m sorry Luna but we don’t want to give foreknowledge. And we definitely never talked about the show.”

Dark facepalmed. “Wow. I'm acting just like them now… Sorry, I'm just used to most of my friends knowing about it.”

“What is everypony talking about?” Luna asked while looking around at us. Ashur and I continued to look at each other, not sure how or if we should answer her question.

“Not important, Luna.” Dark said with a dismissive wave of his hand before continuing. “Now, have you met the Mane 6? If so, how did THAT go?”

“We met them two days ago when Luna released us and we spoke to Applejack yesterday.” Ashur answered. “The big encounter didn’t exactly go well but meeting Applejack went much better and we are hoping to get them on our side eventually.”

“Wow. That's all completely different than my experience.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Let's see… I've been in my Equestria for a little over a month now, my first day involved saving Apple Bloom and Scootaloo from a pack of timberwolves. Then I met some of the Mane 6 and told them about myself and now I'm living with Twilight and the others. Then the next day I met two Displaced and got the gist of everything, and had a welcome party after I made this cloak with Rarity.” Dark started to explain at length.

“Wow… Yeah. That’s completely different from us. We appeared way before the start of the show. Put it this way, the series premiere was two days ago.” Ashur explained.

“Huh. Wait…are you guys assassins?” Dark asked suddenly.

“Well yeah, we kinda fell into at first but the world was full of violence so we decided to help.”

“I'm not judging” Dark began carefully. “As long as you stick to the whole not killing innocents thing, we'll get along. I just wanna say...be careful with Lyra. I read a story where a guy who loved Assassin’s Creed got hit in the back of the head with a shovel because she wanted him to be her pet.”

“I would like to see her try that with me.” Ashur said confidently while crossing his arms. “She won’t find it so easy. And yeah, we would never harm innocents. That’s part one of the creed. Stay your blade from the flesh of the innocent.”

“Good. Let's see, after that, me and Rainbow became friends, I met Lyra and Bon Bon, as well as Trixie, and then went to Manehatten. I'll tell you this, swinging around that city is awesome. Only thing worth mentioning about that trip is that I saved Lightning from a bunch of rapists and took her to a hospital.”

“Looks like we’ve all been through a lot.” I said to Dark.

“We should probably mention one other thing. We aren’t the only... What did you call it? Displaced? There’s one other guy here with us.” Ashur added with a sudden scowl on his face.

“Oh?” He asked. “Who?”

“Well we had another friend that wasn’t with us when we came here, his name was Chris.” I began. “We don’t know how or when he got here but he is now Daniel Cross and he runs the Templar Order in Equestria with Celestia on his side.”

“Damn. That's gotta suck. Wait, do the Pieces of Eden exist here?” Dark asked.

“Honestly we don’t know.” Ashur answered. “It never really occurred to us to look for them.”

“Well hopefully they don't. But if they do, focus on the Ankh, the Shroud, and the Sword. So, you have any questions?”

“You keep mentioning meeting other Displaced?” I asked. “How many of us are out there?”

“From what I heard, thousands, probably millions.” He answered while shrugging.

“Okay… that’s surprising. So what exactly is a Displaced?” Ashur asked.

Dark sighed. “Okay, do you recall what happened right before you came to Equestria?”

“Yeah, I bought a hidden blade and Aurora bought a shock blade.” Ashur said as we both raised our arms to show the weapons attached to our wrists.

“Huh. I bought my mask and sword, my sister got a Piko Piko hammer. Anyway, you remember the guy you bought them from?”

“Yeah kinda. I mean he was hooded and had his face covered but he was pretty distinctive.”

“Yeah, blame him for all of this.”

“Why would I blame him?” I answered quickly. “Sure things haven’t always been great but life before we came here was so mind numbingly boring. Hell, I’d probably thank the guy if I saw him again.”

“Just saying, he's the reason you got sent here. He's known as the Merchant, and whenever someone buys something from him, they're sent to a version of Equestria, usually becoming whoever they're dressed as. For example, my sister Cece turned into Amy Rose, and I became a guy with all of Spider-Man’s powers. I've met some people who turned into a Spartan from Halo, Ivy from Soul Calibur, and Team Rocket from Pokémon, and a Kamen Rider.”

“Sounds like a pretty damn good deal to me.” Ashur said before looking over towards me.

I rolled over onto my side in a massive fit of giggles as multiple thoughts ran through my mind. The most prevalent among them I had to tell everyone as they looked at me with confusion. “Sorry, sorry. Just thinking about all the genderbent cosplayers.”

“Well...I haven't heard of any, but that make sense.” Dark answered with a slight chuckle. “Then again, I heard of a Displaced who was a male version of Ruby from RWBY, so maybe not. But you want funny? You should've seen the Mane Six’s reaction to the Ivy Displaced.”

I exploded in another fit of giggles while Ashur even broke into a deep laugh at the thought. Luna was still sitting in place not saying a word throughout our conversation.

“Anyway,” he continued, “from the moment we are sent to Equestria, we become known as the Displaced. And not all of us are happy about it. Cece being a key example. She's pretty mad about turning into a three foot tall hedgehog and being stuck in a world of magical ponies. Heck, it's why she's going to the EqG world right now, so she can be human again and not hide.”

I sat there in thought for a while before speaking. “I guess I can see how that would be difficult, but have you considered asking Twilight if she can use the mirrors spell to make your sister human again?”

“I'm pretty sure Twilight would've mentioned if she knew that spell.”

“She may not have considered that as an option. I know it’s just made up but I’ve read fanfiction with that. But you never know, to us before this world was made up.”

“I have a question for you Dark” Ashur interjected. “What was that thing that brought you here? Aurora mentioned a voice she heard in her mind when she touched it.”

Dark turned, looking around the floor and found the silver medallion. With a flick of his arm a white line shot out and hit it, a second flick and he drew it back into his hand, the web disappearing instantly. “This is why I'm here.” He then tossed it to me.

I held the small object in my hands, looking it over. “What’s so special about it? It just looks like a piece of metal.”

“That's my token.” Dark said simply.

“What is a token?” Ashur asked.

“It's how Displaced can call each other. We may not be able to go back to where we came from, but if you have a Displaced’s token, you can summon them from their Equestria, like you did for me. That voice was my message to anyone who finds my token. To send a Displaced back, they can either open a portal on their own, but I think only experienced Displaced can do that, or you say “Our contract is complete”.” Dark explained as I deposited the token in a pocket.

Suddenly a voice came from a corner that until now had remained mostly silent. “I’m sorry to interrupt but what is this you keep mentioning about other Equestrias?” Luna asked.

“Simple. Multiverse Theory, it’s real. Basically, imagine an infinite number of worlds, each one different in some way. Such as, everypony being humans. Most being high school students. Heck, my sister should be in that world right now. Anyway, other examples are Discord having a daughter he created with his magic, some ponies being...psychotic, and Nightmare Moon winning.”

“Basically for every decision made there is a universe created that the decision went the other way. From the smallest change to a world completely alien to another, all the decisions ever made exist as a separate reality to one another.” Ashur finished the explanation.

“Oh, you saw the season five finale?” Dark asked.

“Yeah.” I answered. “The last episode we saw was ‘The Cart Before The Ponies.’ So, if we want our own token how do we make it?”

“Just find an item that represents you and/or your character. Then, according to Sebaste, you “put part of your soul in it”, then say the message.”

I looked at Ashur for a moment before an idea came into my head. “Luna, do you have any spare fabric?”

The alicorn thought for a moment before a flash of magic conjured a pair of midnight blue saddlebags with a crescent moon on the side. With her levitation she opened them up and drew forth a length of crimson cloth. As she floated it over to me I grabbed it out of the air. It was long and thin, but made of a durable weave, not unlike her assassin’s barding just crimson instead of dark blue. I next removed the belt that wrapped around my body, slipping off the assassin insignia I used as a belt buckle. With both in hand I attached the symbol of our creed to the fabric, before asking Luna to meld both ends to each other, creating a deep red sash.

I stood and indicated for Ashur to join me. He pulled himself from the ground quickly and stood by my side, taking a hold of the sash. “So how do we do this soul thing?” I asked our guest.

He shrugged. “Not entirely sure. But I have something that might help if you don't have any ideas.”

“Ashur take my hand.” I told him. When I felt his palm touching my own I continued. “Now close your eyes and look inside, past our bodies and into the connection between us.”

Following my own instructions I put the rest of the world out of my mind and felt beyond the simple contact of skin. First it was all I could feel until that also fell away and inside what was once there I felt something that for the longest time could be heard right by my side. Thoughts not my own ran into my mind as Ashur and I connected on a level much deeper than the physical.

Can you hear me? I asked mentally.

For a moment all was silent until a familiar voice echoed inside my mind.

Aurora? Are we connected again? Ashur asked me, confusion in his thought projected voice.

Yes. I thought with a mental smile. Now we need to connect to something else. Feel for the sash in our hands..

We delved further along our connection, to the object held in our other hands. Pushing past our skin we felt it, an object devoid of life but still connecting us to each other.

Now push Ashur, push from deep inside. Give it life from within ourselves. I told my friend in his head.

As one we both pushed, at first as we tried part of us resisted, but when we forced ourselves against the barrier harder it suddenly broke and a strange feeling passed through us both. The sash we held between us suddenly pulsed with life and we crashed back into our bodies, falling to a knee as energy rushed out of us.

“I-I think we did it.” I said to everyone in the hut as we tried to catch our breath.

“You okay?” Dark asked.

“Yeah…” We both said, panted softly before I continued. “That was just... more tiring than I expected.”

“That was...unexpected. The only times I witnessed someone making their token was my own, and a Kamen Rider Displaced yesterday. So, now you just need to hold up your token and say your message. Just give some basic information like your name and your beliefs.” He paused for a moment. “Come to think of it, besides Luna, I don't know any of your names.”

“I guess now you’ll learn them.” Ashur answered in a heavy panting laugh.

Struggling against the drain from filling the token with life we both rose to our feet, the sash still held between us. As one we lifted it to the air and spoke together. “We are Ashur and Aurora, Master Assassins. We walk the darkness for those who live in the light. Our blades silence the evil and protect the innocent. Call upon us those who serve the light and fear us those whose intentions are less than honorable. Vittoria agli Assassini!”

A bright light emanated from the sash before dying. Ashur and I looked at each other before smiling and lowering our arms, the sash still held between us. We then looked to Dark, “So what do we do now?” I asked.

“First, you want to have a replica to send off, or use the original?”

“We can use the original.” Ashur answered.

“Then send it to the Void. Just toss it in the air.”

In concert Ashur and I swung our arms back before flinging them forwards and letting go, the sash flying into the air before a portal suddenly opened around it, sucking it in and disappearing. I looked to our new friend. “Did we do it right?” I asked.

“I'd say yes. Now, any questions?” Dark asked.

Ashur spoke up. “Yeah, are there any Displaced we should stay away from if we find their tokens?”

“Well, I heard there's a Nemesis Displaced, but apparently he's a good guy. Just stay away from a guy called...Ahriman, I believe. He kidnapped a version of Rainbow, brainwashed her, and killed a version of Applejack and Celestia.”

I gasped, holding my hands over my mouth. “Ohh no. That’s so terrible!”

Dark nodded. “And the Displaced that lived in that Equestria showed a recording of that a few days ago to prove to my version of Bon Bon that they were telling the truth about them being humans from another Equestria. Let's just say...I'm happy I'm the only one close to my Mane 6 who saw it.”

A dark mood fell over the room as everyone thought about the evils committed by others, and the evils that could already be in this Equestria. Ashur and I knew the extent of the evils that Templars committed in the games and only hoped that the same had not and would not come to pass here.

Dark clenched his fist, his face unknown under his hood. “Trust me, you don't want to know the details. And I can only imagine all the Displaced who just do what they want, hurting ponies just cause they can…” He started growling.

“Alright” I said, jumping forward and grabbing Dark’s hand. “Let’s talk about something else. All this darkness is no good.”

“My name is DARK for crying out loud.”

“And we work in the dark, but what is darkness without the light? A balance must be kept.” Ashur interjected.

Emily rubbed against him, Michael patted him, and he calmed down. “This is why I try to stay away from this type of stuff. It brings out my… darker side.”

“Sorry for starting this dude. I didn’t think it would bring up so much.” Ashur said apologetically.

Dark sighed. “It’s ok, you couldn’t have known. Anything else?”

“Yeah.” I said bouncing forward. “What are your Mane 6 like? We met Applejack but the rest we’ve only seen once and it wasn’t the best situation.”

“Well, since I'm from another dimension, and around Season Six territory, my experience would no doubt be different. Anyway, first was Rainbow, who kicked me in the back of the head when she first saw me, knocking me out.”

“Damn. I always figured she would be a bit testy, but that’s way more than I would expect.”

“Funny, a few experienced Displaced mentioned that that seems extremely hot headed, even for her. Anyway, I woke in the crystal palace, and fell from that chandelier onto the table, right in front of her, Twilight, and Fluttershy. Then she attacked me. After Twilight stopped it, I met Pinkie and I explained who I was, and a few of my abilities. Then Twilight offered me to live with her and the other two, which I accepted. I met Spike and Starlight. Next day, I met Rarity and AJ, and Rarity fainted.”

“Why would she faint?” I asked. “The rest, apart from Rainbow, didn’t react that strongly.”

“Well seeing a blue and black masked figure hanging from the ceiling upside down, and about a foot away from you, would be kinda freaky. And this is Rarity we're talking about.”

Ashur and I laughed at this. “So she is still a major drama queen then?”

“Rarity not being a drama queen is like Pinkie not telling jokes. Or Rainbow not being at least somewhat boastful. Or Twilight not liking books. In other words, it'd be crazy.”

“So what happened next?” Ashur asked, sitting forward while enjoying Dark’s story.

“Well, I introduced myself to AJ, which went okay. Until Rainbow burst through the entrance, having heard Rarity screaming. She saw me next to her unconscious friend and, never really trusting me at the time, she attacked me. After I wrapped her up, she said a few words that… struck a nerve. Then Applejack explained that I didn't hurt Rarity. That I was innocent. After that, she stopped, and I let her go, before going back to my room to… calm down.”

“What do you mean about wrapping her up?” Luna asked Dark.

“One of my powers.” He explained. “I'm able to shoot webs from my hands.” He fired a web up to the roof. “Though, one cool thing is that I can dismiss them anytime I want.” As he said this the web disconnected from the roof, dissolving into nothing before it hit the ground. “Useful. I can also stick to any surface I want, allowing me to scale buildings, and I have a sixth sense that warns me of danger, as well as acts like a map, allowing me to roam around an area with ease, even if I've never been there before.”

“Those are most strange abilities Mr. Dark.” Luna complimented. “I’ve never heard of anything like that before.”

“First, please don't call me mister. Still have another year before anyone should feel like they should call me that. Second, thanks. They were originally the powers of my favorite superhero from back home.”

“You think that’s bad?” Ashur said. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being called master by the rest of the brotherhood.”

“Well you ARE a master assassin among your students.”

“Yeah but back on Earth I was a lazy, unemployed gamer. Even after over 1500 years it’s hard to think that people look up to me.”

“Hmm. Still, must be nice having at least someone look up to you…”

“From what you’ve been telling us you’ve made friends with a few ponies, don’t any of them look up to you?” I asked him.

He laughed. “Why would they? I'm just a guy with a sword and spider powers among magical beings.”

“Exactly!” I said energetically. “You have powers that none of them can begin to fathom. You can’t say that hasn’t gained you a couple of admirers, I bet Twilight would be especially interested.”

“Wait what?”

Ashur groaned after I spoke before looking at me with a look of annoyance. “Don’t listen to her Dark, I think she is trying to ship you.”

“Well don't. Cece did enough of that a few days ago on Hearth’s Warming Eve. And now that she knows how to turn invisible, I'll have to deal with that next Hearth’s Warming. Besides, Twilight already has a crush on someone.”

“Trust me dude, that won’t stop her.” Ashur said exasperatedly.

“Cece or Aurora?” Dark asked.

“This idiot.” My ‘best friend’ said while pointing at me.

“Hey! I just like spreading the love.” I mumbled.

“Don't,” Dark said, face palming. Then his stomach, as well as the Pokemon's, growled. “Um, is there anything to eat?”

“Huh, that’s actually a good question.” I said before looking at Luna. “How are our supplies?”

“The rations have yet to be dispensed amongst everypony, Vinyl was supposed to do it yesterday while you were with Miss Applejack, but it seems that never ended up happening.” She answered with a heavy sigh.

“Great.” Ashur grunted. “Aurora, go wake up that idiot and get us some breakfast.”

“Fine.” I mumbled before looking to our guest. “Do you want to come along? I’ll introduce you to some of our brotherhood.”

“Sure. Wait, Vinyl? As in Vinyl Scratch?”

“Yeah.” Ashur answered. “She is one of our warriors.”

“Vinyl Scratch...as an assassin…the others would not believe me if I told them,” he said with a chuckle. He then stood, picking up Emily. “Have any twigs nearby?”

“Uhh yeah, we are in the middle of a forest.” I answered, a confused look on my face as I led him out the door into the small clearing the settlement occupies. “Why?”

“It's for Emily. Fennekins love eating twigs.”

Something clicks in my head and I look at the Pokemon with a smile. “Fire type, makes sense.” I say before leading my guests to the edge of the clearing and indicating around. “There should be plenty of twigs here for her.”

“Mike?” The Froakie then jumped off his shoulder and ran to the forest. A minute later, he came back with a few twigs in his arms. He then jumped back onto Dark’s shoulder and gave one to him. “Thanks.” Dark then gave it to Emily and she started eating it.

I smiled at the interactions of the human and Pokemon before looking back to Dark. “You ready to go meet a couple of ponies now?”