It had been 2 years since I left the guild. I had no idea how things were going on back there, but I heard bits and pieces of news that surrounded them. More nobles were dying, here and there, more patrols found dead, and Celestia was getting pretty pissed off. She had made several speeches in the past couple months stating how she was going to wipe this murdering scum off the streets, by using the brute force of her guards.
Yeah, like the aren’t already brutal.
In the past few months, I’ve seen royal guards come into my bar, buy a couple drinks, and beat my waitresses. I couldn’t do anything about it, though, because I vowed to put the blade down.
Nothing is true, everything is permitted.
I shook those words out of my head, as I filled up some mercenaries’ cups.
“You know, Angel, you really shouldn’t be giving us these discounts, you know.” Said one of the mercenaries, and I just smiled.
“Oh come on now, you and your boys are my best costumers. You even helped me keep this thing open!” I exclaimed, and they all nodded their heads.
“I remember that.” Said one of them, and they all went to their table.
I had started up a business as soon as I got to canterlot. I bought out an old restaurant, hired some of the employees that were fired from the said restaurant, and opened a bar. It was the new place for all the mercenaries, thieves, and even some royal guards. Once in a while, I would see Celestia’s assassin stop in, buy a drink, and then leave. But this evening, he stayed to have a chat with his mercenary friends.
Then, the Captain of the guard busted in.
“Hey! Where’s all the ladies?” he shouted across the room, and I heard an audible groan from the mercenaries.
“Look, tank, we get it. You love the ladies, now go somewhere else.” Said one of the thieves, and Tank just laughed.
“I could arrest you, but that would take away drinking time. Angel, give me a glass of your finest Apple whiskey!” He shouted, and I sighed. I poured a glass, and gave it to the waiter. She brought it to Tank’s table, and as she set it down, he put a leg around her neck.
“Hey, baby, why don’t you and I rent a room, and get it on!” He shouted, and I heard some facehoofs.
“Um, no sir. I don’t want to, and I’m still on duty.” She said. He took his other hoof, and slapped her.
“That wasn’t a question, now c’mon!” He said, tugging at her blouse. I looked at the Assassin, and he just shrugged.
“Stop!” I shouted, and Tank continued to hit her. I ran over, knife in my teeth, and I held it at his neck. I heard a couple of the guards stand up, and unsheathe their swords. The mercenaries did the same, I think even the assassin pulled his sword.
It was a stand off.
“You are not welcome here, anymore.” I said, and tank just chuckled. Then, he did something I will never forget.
He took his sword, and stabbed the waitress.
“No!” I screamed, catching the waitress in my hooves. Tank just laughed, and sheathed his sword.
“And I won’t catch a single bit of hell for this. Addio!” He said, and then walked out the door. My jaw dropped, and the guards followed him, laughing. I watched at the waitress died in my hooves.
“Amy. Hold down the bar. I have work to do.” I said. I looked at the mercenaries, and they just nodded.
“We’ll deal with the body, you do what you have to do, signora.” They said, and I nodded. I walked to the cellar room, and jumped down.
It had been 2 years since I had donned the robes. They were robes of an exile, a pony that had deserted her cause because she lost ones she loved in betrayals. I looked over the white cloth, running my hoof down the side. I easily slipped it on, and then went over to my weapons bench. I pulled on my hidden blade, unsheathed my rapier, attached my throwing knife belt, and walked out of the cellar.
The mercenaries were surprised. So were my employees. The Assassin just looked at me, his eyes slightly widened,not making any emotion. I just walked out, making no sign of any type of emotion.
It wasn’t hard to find the captain of the guard. He was just wreaking havoc all around Canterlot, making a fool of himself. I quietly followed him, using the night as cover. It was a new moon, so there was next to no moonlight. By the time all of his guards had went home, the street lights were off, giving me total cover.
I jumped down into an alley in front of him, and waited until he passed by to make my move.
“You know, you really should know not to piss me off, Tank.” I said, and he looked into the alley, drunkenly pulling his sword. I walked out, my rapier glowing silver.
“Oh, hello Verità, I didn’t realize it was just you. I won’t have to work hard to deal with you.” He said, looking at me with a steely stare. I lunged at him, blocking every move he made, and vice versa.
It wasn’t until I was dead tired to realize that he was using his armor. His blade had not touched mine, and I had been aiming for his mid-section the whole time. I gripped the sword in my teeth, raised my hoof, and tackled him. As soon as we had settled, I was on top of him, my hidden blade embedded in his throat.
“Assassino! Assassino!” Shouted some onlooker, and almost immediately, guards came rushing over. I sheathed my sword, and let the guards arrest me.
“Now, no more interruptions! Start the execution!” Shouted Celestia, and I just gritted my teeth.
So here I was, laying in front of the great Princess Celestia, and Axe to my neck, about to end my existence. When I look back on it, I had a pretty crappy one. I sighed, and turned my head so that I could look at the heads pony.
“Let’s get this over with, shall we? I want my trip to hell to be quick.” I said, and the heads pony nodded. He grabbed the axe in his teeth, spun it with his tongue, and lined my neck up with his axe.
I couldn't deny the fact that this was it for me. That this was when the fat pony sang. When the curtains closed. My final bow. I closed my eyes, for what seemed like the final time. I waited for the final blow.
It never came.
Finally I opened my eyes, and I watched the Assassin I had seen in my bar burst through a window and begin to fight the guards. With powerful blows of his hooves, he easily knocked out the two guards that had held me down. With his sabre, I watched him nearly decapitate the headspony that charged him. With a small crossbow connected to his right foreleg, I watched him easily shoot down the three archers there to guard the Princess.
He stood in front of Celestia, in a upright position.
I held my breathe.
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A/N: Okay, so here we go. 2 chapters because you guys have been so patient. Also, there is a huge slew of chapters coming next week or so, so sit tight, and you will be rewarded.