"...And that's how we're walking to Ponyville right now. Any further questions?" I asked, looking over at the bemused face of Lyra and the stunned faces of Rainbow Dash and Applejack. I didn't go through every single detail (Mostly swerving around the 'Kingship' for later), and gave some rather brief insight into how I could summon things and whatnot.

But of course you don't wish to here about that, now do you?

"You're... certainly not normal." Rainbow Dash muttered, looking at me with a bit of admiration. Good thing too, she'd probably be all apprehensive against me if she knew I basically dropped both the Royal Sisters with ease. Another good thing was Lyra staying quiet about the ordeal, after I had Ed talk to her briefly...

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Ten minutes, earlier...

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"So after I was shown all over Ponyville, I was led back to Twi's to spend the night... Little did I know, that wasn't the case." I said with a rather spooky tone.

"What happened after that?" The three mares said almost simultaneously.

"Little miss Lyra here, along with Twilight, attempted to dissect me!" Applejack and Rainbow Dash's mouths hung wide in shock at me. Even though Lyra knew about it from before, she still showed a look of slight horror... perhaps it was due to the thought that she would do such a thing. She quickly shook it off and awaited the next section of my story involving all the murder.

However, I surprised all of them when I continued. "Using some persuasion I built up over the years, I convinced both of them to cease it and stop. The next few days were pretty enjoyable and filled with some laughs."

I saw the look in Lyra's eyes, and quickly slowed time to a complete halt. I glanced upwards to notice a few stray birds in still animation, wings in mid-flap. When Time would continue, there wouldn't be a noticeable lapse in their visions or memories. I began addressing Ed.

'She'll be spilling the beans once Time restarts. Make sure she stays quiet.'

"So, send some neural signals to eliminate and or scramble the thought?"

'More like actually talking to her.'

"Really now? My my Storm, you're growing soft for these ponies."

'How does me wishing you'd rather speak to her than screwing with her thought process a sign that I'm going soft?!'

"Because any other time that this situation has come up, you've chose the latter option."

I mentally grumbled at that. He was indeed right, as much as I hated to admit it. Then again, I suppose realizing that you openly messed with sentient's thoughts, feelings, ideals, and even personalities for millions of years could give you a change of heart. It was rather surprising that these Ponies could instill that thought into my head, when usually I wouldn't think twice about it. Considering that these little Equine buggers weren't really warring species and mostly friendly also helped shaped my thought process.

Heh, they have magic, members of society to control their weather, and celestial beings that move the large bodies in space around their planet. Combine that with a good educational system, being fairly dignified, and not many idiots or snobs (Aside from Canterlot)... Hell, they seem almost better than Humans!

Almost.

'Just have something ready to say to make sure she stays silent about the ordeal 'til later, alright?'

"Got it Storm. Ready when you are."

I restarted Time once more, and Ed went to work on Lyra while I kept up the conversation with the others. Hopefully it would run smoothly and before Lyra could say anything about the matter.

[A/N: Orange shall be Lyra, obviously. Also, the conversations will... 'intermingle'... you'll see what I mean.]

"So, any questions?"

"Quell your tongue for a moment Lyra!" Ed shouted, his gentleman form taking place next to the subconscious version of Lyra.

"Yeah actually," Rainbow began. "Where did you meet Matt?"

"W-who are you?!" Lyra muttered, staring at Ed in utter shock.

"Ah, that's an interesting story actually..." I began, preparing myself to recall the tale.

"I'm Ed, the A.I. for Storm here." He did a short little bow, and gave a soft smile.

"A.I?"

"Stands for Artificial Intelligence. Just consider me as a non-living, living thing."

"... So then I said, 'or that they just were our crazy ones!' Celestia's laughing became rather contagious..."

"Wait, were you the one that Storm referred to back at the cave?"

"The one and only."

"...After that, I let the Guards spar with me using their tactics. Needless to say, they didn't pose much of a challenge..."

"What about th't Star feller?" Applejack noted, looking at me curiously.

"So why do you not wish for me to correct Storm's errors? I thought he said that there was a falling out."

"He fell rather quickly." I let out a short laugh. "Anyways, after that, we went to using Swords. You do have swords here right?" They both nodded, while Lyra remained quiet due to conversing with Ed.

"...And that's why you need to stay quiet about it for just a bit longer, alright?"

"Okay, I just don't really like lying to them..."

"... So after I vanished, I ended up in your Everfree Forest and needed Matt to help take down an Ursa Major. After that was mostly just trying to navigate out." I finished, looking back at Lyra to see that she was no longer distracted.

"I believe that went over quite well." Ed remarked, his tone filled with relief at the smooth save. He had severed the connection to Lyra already, and currently relaxed in his usual domain; my mind.

'Did you really have to appear out of nowhere in her subconscious though?'

"What? I thought it was kinda funny how she originally freaked out."

'I do admit, it was kinda funny-'

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Back to the Present.

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"Hey, Equestria to Storm!" Rainbow Dash shouted in my right ear, her voice ringing in my head.

I grumbled at my thought being interrupted and twisted my pinkie finger in my ear. "No need to shout right in my ear."

She smirked at that. "Well you weren't saying anything the last few times, so..."

"Right... so what's up?"

She pointed a hoof forward. Looking ahead, I realized we were on the outskirts of Ponyville. "Ah, I see..."

We slowly began walking into town, while I took careful notice of anypony who looked at me. The reactions were slightly curious, but no fear or apprehensiveness like the first time. I actually decided to take note of the other structures this time around, since my first (And only) visit was focused more on the Mane Seven's homesteads.

Thatched roofs were the dominant theme here. Buildings usually swapped between wooden planks, cobblestone, and smoothed stone of various colors. Another note I realized was that a majority of the roads were dirt, with the occasional being constructed of slightly cracked stone. Earth ponies navigated the dirt pathways with their carts in tow, most likely setting up shop or whatnot.

Speaking of which, at this point, we had reached the Bazaar of Ponyville. There were several rows of stalls attempting to sell a variety of things; from books, to food, to rugs, one was even selling glue... Oh the sweet irony.

"Alright girls..." I began. "We need to gather the others and rendezvous at the Library." I cocked my head towards Dash. "Shy is the farthest, and since you're the fastest one here in terms of flight, you can go get her."

"I'll get her at Twi's in ten seconds flat." Rainbow gave a short salute.

I looked towards Applejack. "Pinkie is a few blocks away, so you should make your way over there."

She slightly snorted at this. "Now why do Ah have ta go and git Pinkie?"

"You're probably faster than Lyra, and since Pinkie is farther, you'll come back with her quicker." When Lyra bumped my leg, I kinda chuckled. "No offense to your speed, Lyra."

Lyra simply waved me off as Applejack nodded. "Alright, Ah suppose th't makes sense."

"Which leaves Lyra to get Miss Rarity."

She simply shrugged and we got ready to separate before Rainbow stopped me. "Wait a second, what are you going to do?" The other girls stopped and looked at me, most likely curious themselves about that.

I simply chuckled. "Well, I suppose I should go warn Twi-"

"Help, thief! Somepony stop him!"

I looked off down one of the rows of the Bazaar to see an middle-aged mare yelling at a cloaked pony running away, bowling over anything and anypony in his path. Slightly squinting, I could make out several bags hanging from his garb... what was the currency again?

"I believe they're bits, right?"

I nodded to myself and looked over towards the other girls with a smile. "Whelp, I guess I got some scum to render unconscious." I was preparing to pursue before Lyra called out to me.

"Wait, what?!"

By then though, I was already in hot pursuit of my target. The soles of my feet reverberated off the ground with each step as I closed in onto my target.

Pursue. Hunt. Kill.

I didn't realize that Ponyville could be such a large town... or maybe it was due to us going 'bout in circles. Whoever this guy was, he certainly had some stamina. Never seemed to stop running, and pulled nearly every dirty trick in the book of flight; knocking over melons, forcing me to tackle through groups to keep up with him leaping over the crowds... Hell, the little bastard even used what I assume was an Equestrian 'Smoke Bomb'.

However, I was always on him. Every turn he did, all the climbing and whatnot, I matched him. And it was only a matter of time before I had ahold of his throat...

"Whoa Storm, that's rather violent for just a thief."

'I would have let him off easy if he didn't have me chase his ass all over Ponyville!'

"Oh yeah? How easy exactly?"

'Broken ribs and a fractured skull.'

Ed snorted slightly at that. Meanwhile, this runner had begun to slow down... obvious signs of fatigue in his body language only fueled me to come into contact. He took one look behind himself, saw me, and did something rather surprising; he smirked. He shot off once again, this time throwing a 'Smoker' into a crowd and walking into it.

When it cleared, the only remnants were several confused ponies. However, I knew he was still in the area... and I intended to find him.

Hunt.

The word echoed in my mind as I scanned the crowd for his face. Ponies began moving, making it difficult to search for him. I finally became fed up with trying to find him fairly, and contacted Ed.

'Any ideas on how to drop him?'

"Heat-seeking missiles? I'd rather enjoying watching that..."

'As would I, but perhaps something more subtle perhaps...'

"Eagle Sense."

'Really? God, we need to update our move set and abilities to something more than Assassin's Creed.'

"True, but we have to use what we got, so might as well quit bitching."

'Indeed.'

I let my vision flicker and soon Eagle Sense became active. Every pony I saw was simply gray, much like how citizens looked back in Constantinople. The group directly in front of me however, were all glowing a bright white. Setting my focus on each pony, they gradually turned gray, showing they weren't my target. About half-way through, I spotted the little bugger; he had hid himself by sitting on a bench!

I disabled Eagle Sense and slowly stalked towards him. Having an excellent idea, I casually strolled to the bench and sat down directly next to him. Out of the corner of my vision, it looked like he was stifling a laugh at me not seeing him. I looked to and fro in an exagerrated sense of searching before I leaned back into the bench, letting out an exasperated sigh.

"Found you." I muttered with a smile as my head whipped towards him. His eyes widened and he quickly got up and ran, me close behind him. Ponies attempted to get out of our path as I chased him towards a building under renovations.

Pursue.

He began using the stacked crates as hoof holds in order to free-run. It rather surprised me, but I kept up with him easily. He flung himself over hanging beams and jumped across them, trying to shake me off in this construction complex. Unfortunately for him, the beams led to a hole in the mostly completed roof.

And that meant, no way out for him.

The chase became even more hap-hazardous, considering how we had to leap over several gaping holes in the shingling. Now, I'm not entirely sure what this structure was built for, but why did it have to be three stories tall?! I also didn't see any workers in the area... I suppose that could be because of them taking a break-

"So, you've finally 'cornered' me?" The thief said, now briskly trotting to an edge of the rooftop. I slowed down and kept about six feet between us.

"You know, I was considering going easy on you. But since you had me chase your ass all over this damn place, I inclined to kill you."

"Oh, you're an evil one aren't you?" He retorted rather smugly, crossing his forehoofs. I simply began to strafe to his left, eyeing him carefully. He might not be a threat, but I don't want him pulling anything else at the last second. Not that he had stopped running, I took note of the slight amount of brown on his coat as I attempted to stare past his hood.

"No, I'm not. However, you had several opportunities to yield and simply give me the money."

He chuckled at this. "Why do you care so much about some random mares cash?"

"Because I'm willing to bet you stole a considerable amount, and I intend to return it-"

"Why?" He interrupted, looking at me slightly enraged. "So you could gain these ponies trust and wrap them around your finger?!"

I simply blinked at his accusations though. "Well you're right about the first bit, yes."

He rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Whatever, this money is going towards something that will actually be useful."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh?"

He gave me a crooked grin and took another step away from me towards the edge. He only had about two feet of room, and judging by how he's acting, there something for him to land on down there. "Oh yes, there is. These three-thousand bits will fund our little 'project' nicely..."

My eyes widened at this. "You stole three-thousand bits from a civilian?!" I felt my blood boil slightly at this. If the bits are the same worth as back in the U.S... "That's it, your ass is going down, dead or alive."

He took one final step towards the edge and reached into his cloak. Out he pulled a dagger, and smiled at me while the handle was in his mouth. "Come and get me then, you hairless ape." His muffled threat rang out in my ears.

Kill.

"With pleasure..."

The girls uneasily trotted about the outside of Twi's Library, anxiously waiting for the new human to return. They thought about trying to stop him from chasing that thief, but it was probably for the best to simply get the others first. Besides, from what Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Lyra told the others... they really didn't want to get in his way.

"It's been fifteen minutes, where is he?" Rainbow muttered as she glided around her friends. They decided not bringing out Twi' and leave her for when Storm was back in their presence.

"I'm not entirely sure... he still can't be chasing that pony." Lyra pondered as she looked out at the streets, probably hoping to see him run through. "He was bound to catch up by now... so why isn't he here already?"

"Um..." Fluttershy began, her usual whispering tone the focus of the mares attention. "Maybe he's hurt?"

Applejack scoffed at this, which made Fluttershy winced momentarily. "Ah don't think Storm could git hurt th't easily."

"And why do you think that, Applejack?" Rarity questioned, looking over at her curiously.

"Did ya honestly fergot what I told ya when ya got here?"

Rarity pondered this briefly before catching on and flashing a sheepish smile. "Forgive me dear Applejack, but Lyra dragged me out of my boutique when I was trying to get my beauty sleep." She cast a scrutinizing stare in Lyra's direction, in which her response was a simple shrug.

Rainbow Dash mumbled incoherently for a short few seconds. The next reaction was rather unexpected; she looked off in a seemingly random directed and her voice became slightly hysteric. "I see him, I see him!"

"Really?!" The other mares shouted as they tried to look where Rainbow Dash was staring at. How Twilight didn't hear their shouts, they never knew.

"I don't see him Dashie." Pinkie Pie said rather dejectedly, looking back at Rainbow rather curiously. "Where is he?"

Rainbow Dash pointed a hoof towards a section of Ponyville under construction. "He's right there, on the roof! I think he cornered that thief."

The mares squealed slightly as their eyes locked onto the human slowly walking around the thief. Rainbow's face however, donned a look of confusion. "What is that building being built for again?"

There was a brief silence before Lyra began speaking. "If I recall, that's supposed to be a renovation of the new Inn, right?" The others simply shrugged and squinted to see the pony barely reach behind him, and pull out something that shined in the sunlight. A brief gasp of air later, and they watched as the pony and human fought.

It was hard to make out the details at such a distance, but one thing was definitely certain; Storm was easily toying with him. Every attack they saw the thief perform was countered twice-over. They were so enthralled however, they weren't noticing the bodies getting closer to the edge.

The mares took in another gasp of air as they watched the pony shove Storm away, and reached back into his cloak for something. The pony cocked his head back and whipped it towards the roof, unleashing a pillar of smoke. What happened next shocked the mares and left their mouths agape.

Storm charged straight into the smoke and came back out; free-falling towards the ground. But through a quick momentary glance... they saw that he wasn't going down alone. He slammed through some wooden rafters of an extension of the Inn, and disappeared from view.

There was a brief silence as the mares were trying to process what just happened. Unsurprisingly, it was Rainbow Dash who broke the silence.

"That. Was. Awesome!"

Rarity simply rolled her eyes as Lyra began to speak. "We need to check on him, that was a three-story drop he just did!" When the final words left her mouth, the urgency of the situation became clear to the others. The group galloped off towards the construction site.

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Five minutes earlier...

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The thief let out a low growl as he lunged at me. Quickly side-stepping, I did the only sensible thing to do when fighting a pony with a knife; swing lower than usual and hope you don't hit the blade.

My left arm swerved heavily to the right, slamming my fist into his cheekbone. Without skipping a beat, I used the same hand and wrapped it around the back of his head. His momentary daze increased as my right knee slammed into his jaw with great force, a maneuver in hopes that he would drop the knife. When it didn't work, my left hand grasped his cloak and held him into position for me to slug him with my right.

He staggered back, blood flowing from his mouth. His jaw seemed to slack slightly, a telltale sign of him possibly dropping his weapon. Instead, he furthered his grip on the blade and came at me once more. This time however, he attacked me at an angle using a one-two-three combo. The third attack whizzed by my neck, shocking me slightly.

"Damn Storm, you're still a bit rusty in fighting..."

'Ironic isn't it? Being an interdimensional Traveler and God for sixteen billion years, who mostly worked around the subjects of war and chaos, nearly got his ass dropped by a thief.'

I did a quick jab and backed up, sizing up an opportunity to inflict damage. The thought came and I brought up my right leg, keeping my balance on my left. A quick flick of my hips went my right leg into a roundhouse kick. The thief caught me by surprise however, and lurched his head up, causing the knife to slash my leg in a uppercut fashion.

This forced me to stumble back slightly at stare at the dagger with a small smirk; not bad with a blade. He did just uppercut my leg after all...

"I saw what you did there Storm, and it was funny."

'What?'

"Oh come now... Uppercut? Knife...?"

'Ah, I see. That is pretty fun-'

I was interrupted by the thief slamming his rear hoofs into my groin, followed by a shove using his forehoofs. I staggered back, trying to make sure my genitalia was still operational. Thankfully, it was. The thief bared his teeth at me as he took a step backwards.

"You've think you won?! I'll make sure you don't get out of this alive!"

He reached back into his cloak and held another Smoker in his mouth. He brought his head up high and slammed down the bomb on the shingling, releasing a plume of smoke. Figuring his plan, I charged straight at him. Whatever reason he kept so close to the roof, it'd be my lifeline as I did this.

I felt myself collide with him as the smoke sent my sight into shambles. The afternoon light was momentarily reflected in the cloud as I kept moving. My vision cleared to see me in midair, with an unconscious thief in my grip. I looked down and saw several wooden supports of the ceiling for a new section of the complex come closer with every second. I quickly stole a glance to my left, and I noticed the girls outside of the Library. Smirking, we both plunged through the rafters, and collided into the stone floor.

Well actually, the particular spot we landed on was a table. So it was actually the table, then the stone floor. Anyways, since our momentum had stopped, this gave me the opportunity to assess what the bloody hell happened. Looking down, I saw the still-unconscious thief below me, his body a crumpled mess from me basically slamming his smaller body through a roof from several stories up. His hood had fallen away, allowing me to clearly see...

'Wasn't this the prick back at the Farm?'

"Indeed he is... bastard got what was coming to him."

Seeing that he wasn't a threat, I attempted to gain a bearing of what the room was. According to the darkness, and some empty shelves I could barely distinguish in the darkness, this was going to be a supply closet. I began to slowly rise up when a sound disrupted me.

Clap... clap... clap.

I peered towards the sound as a light temporaily blinded me. A few brief moments later revealed that another one of thise 'orb-torch-lamps' had been lit above my head. I noted the dim red that it emanated, and ponder how a simple light could look so sinister. Remembering the clapping, I looked back towards the direction once more to see something... unexpected.

Another pony was leaning against the wall of the corner, his forehoofs raised in a clapping manner. His coat was a dark-azure, with light touches of gray on his muzzle. What hair I could see from under his hood was a garish orange, which clashed with the cardinal-colored horn poking through a hole in his hood. He had a smiliar cloak to the thief below me, and suddenly I recalled the signs.

His closeness to that particular section of roofing...

Him not immediately attacking after throwing that one Smoke bomb on the roof...

The 'funds' he supposedly needed...

How the bloody hell he even got his hoofs on a 'Smoke Bomb'...

"We're dealing with the fucking Thieves Guild, aren't we?"

'I... think so?'

"Glad to see you fell for the trap, human." The other pony began, slowly straightening himself from the wall. "I heard that Humans were a bit faster though... imagine my surprise when it took you this long to arrive."

I stared at him irritably as I fully stood. A small crooked smile found its way onto my face, accompanied by my same irritated stare. "Now where's the fun in that?"

He chuckled. "Interesting." His demeanor suddenly shifted to hostility. "Now how about you hand over the funds, and we can part peacefully eh?" Judging by some weird wavy design on his cloak, he was either a high-ranking member or the leader. Preferably the latter option, since it'd be best to strike the crime at the heart.

I glanced down to see the multitude of bags surprisingly still closed and secured. How the leather didn't get damaged from that fall and whatnot, I'll ponder for later. My vision locked onto his and I let out a short grunt. "Only if you answer some questions for me."

He looked at me incredulously.  "You're only caring about answers? What about the bits?"

I shrugged. "The answers I seek are more important than these bits." I gave a soft smile. "So... do we have a deal?"

He returned with a smirk. "And what if I refuse? You may outmatch me with skill, but I outmatch you in numbers." Before I could make a rebuttal, I heard the sounds of ponies approaching from all angles. The light brightened considerably, showing off three Earth ponies walking towards me from the other corners of the room.

Each pony had gray hoods covering their faces, as well as daggers hanging from the sides of their cloaks. I chuckled lightly and turned back to the leader of the group. "Nice team get-up. What are you, the Ponyville Thieves Guild?"

He looked at me annoyed. "We are far more than thieves, human-"

"My name is Storm, and you'd do well to remember it." I interrupted, staring at him with that same stoic expression when I'm just waiting for an opportunity to kill. Now let me explain something, I may try to go about and help others, but I do enjoy... killing from time to time to get sentient beings to see my way.

Is that a good thing? Not really, but I've always been like that, so why try and change myself eh? Besides, I'm not some bloodthirsty individual who'd go and kill random, large amounts of sentient beings...

...Often...

"So that's how it's going to be?" I chuckled, looking at the surrounding ponies. They wore slightly malicious grins, and each dagger had a weird cross-like insignia on their weapons.

The leader's smirk widened slightly as he mulled over the current situation. "Well considering how your manes color is brown, you're probably a wielder of Earth-"

"Um... what?" I interrupted yet again, looking at him like he was crazy. "Where did you get the notion that I could wield the Element of Earth by my hair color?"

He stared at me blankly before cracking a wry grin. "So you can't use magic? Oh, this will be easy..."

I facepalmed. Why did I have to deal with idiots who make assumptions all the time... I'd have to curse out whoever wields Fate in this realm later for that. I stared ahead briefly at him before glancing at his accomplices. They stayed back about five feet, giving me ample room in a fight. I glanced downwards to make sure that thief was still unconscious and refocused my attention to the leader.

"I tire of these games. You give me answers, you can keep the cash. Deny, and you all will die."

The leader snorted at this and approached towards me with a malevolent grin. I could hear the other ones start to close in on me, and I knew it was time to rumble. I smiled and raised a single hand. "Last chance, give answers and receive bits, or die."

His response was drawing his ten inch dagger and diving towards me.

Time slowed, and this time not literally. I saw the leader lunging towards me, blade gripped in his mouth and ready to pierce my neck... Well, considering my height, more likely he'd only be able to reach my chest-

"Storm. Fight. Now!"

'Erm, right.'

Seeing an opportunity from behind, I used the thief below me as a short stool. Combine that with the table we crashed on, and I had an extra foot above them. Using this to my advantage, I did a 'Air Assassination' from it and dispatched the thug to my right. The left Hidden Blade came out and went directly through his neck, ending his life.

I smiled... a genuine, creepy ass, only-find-in-your-nightmares-after-drinking-alot-of-chocolate-milk-then-sleeping kinda smile. Needless to say, my mind was in a state of euphoria from the blood. Again, remember, I took the pleasure in the small things in life... like the smell of freshly spilled blood.

Could you blame me? You'd get bored too if you couldn't find the pleasure of combat after a few million years...

Anyways, I rolled to the side and stood, hidden blades exposed and ready. They obviously wasn't expecting that, and I think that they were certainly more apprehensive with fighting me. I looked down at the Hidden Blades and sighed; they would make this too easy. I disengaged them and raised my fists.

"Summon- Brass Knuckles."

That sure as hell freaked them out. But they couldn't focus on that issue for long as I drove my right hand into the closest thug. He was unconscious before he hit the ground. I side-stepped from a sloppy strike and grimaced once more; even with something as simple as Brass Knuckles, it was too easy.

I guess you have to make due with what you got I suppose.

The leader chose to stay back and let his final thug attempt to best me. Which was rather funny, considering what happened next...

The thug attempted to buck my knee in from an angle, but actually slipped in the attempt and fell. What was even more funny was the blade flying out of his mouth and watching it spin lazily in the air... Before it landed right in the thug's own throat. I started laughing almost hysterically and had to take a few steps backwards to keep the distance from the leader.

"T-this... this is what your gang consists of?! BWAHAHA!" Through my squinted eyes, I could clearly see the rage on the leaders face, as well as embarrassment and disappointment for this comrades falling so fast.

"I'll show you that nopony laughs at me!" He lunged once more, his blade shimmering in the light of the torch as he came ever closer. My eyes widened slightly and I responded with an uppercut to his throat, the sharpened spikes of my Brass Knuckles stabbing his jaw. I grabbed him with my left hand and hoisted him off the ground as I raised my right fist...

When suddenly, I had a perfect idea for this particular one...

"I'd kill you with my hand here..." I began, a creepy grin adorning my face, "but I'm going to do something far worse to you..."

"Dismiss- Brass Knuckles."

I slammed his body against the wall and smiled.

"Shift- Prototype Mode."

His eyes widened in horror as the Virus slowly started to form at my torso, and spread to my arms and head. When it finished, my jacket had been reequipped and was a pitch-black. He shook slightly as I leaned into his ear to whisper.

"You had the opportunity to simply avoid this..." I began, my voice full of malice and rage. I usually only used this as a kind of relief-stress-and-use-badass-abilites mode, but I made an exception in this case for something I felt I needed to know. "But now...?" I chuckled and pulled back to face him.

"Now you'll die as nothing more then a way to obtain memories."

My grip tightened as I slammed him into the ground, forming several cracks under him as he made impact. My fists made their mark continuously as he was gradually beaten into an 'edible' form. A rush of memories rushed through my mind as I found my answers.

They were... curious to say the least. I had time to deal with it later, I suppose. I looked around the room and found the thug who got KO'ed by my Knuckles, and walked over to him. I quickly killed him with my Hidden Blade and made my way over to the original thief. I felt myself flick out my blades again, but then... I had a thought.

'If I let him live, he can warn his... comrades.'

"Revert- Basic"

As I felt the Virus being contained once more, I sat down on the thief and pulled off the bit pouches. Setting them next to my feet, I began to count and wait for the others to pop up.

[Author's Notes: I just realized, I need your help guys! I'm in need of suggestions for different abilites and weapons... Assassin's Creed and Star Wars will only appease the masses for so long. So please, go on and comment about it in the... well comments.