In a town, east of Ponyville and Equestria. Gloom and angry ponies exist. Work for survival or commit crimes or both? The name of this town was Flustered Town. A black Unicorn in a dark blue cape was coming back from his job. He had crimson red eyes, mane, and tail. The mane and tail short and neat. His mood seemed to always be professional. It’s not a hard job, Ponies who are hated normally will die; the same for traitors. He enforces that. He possesses two jobs. One is an assassin and the other being a killer. He’s decent at fighting but, hasn’t mastered martial arts yet; he chooses to be a professional killer and assassin more. Ponies in this town knew him. So being an assassin is slightly difficult in this town. Getting jobs is no problem. Many ponies in this town greeted him. He was acknowledged well in this town. Town-sized was about 250 feet in diameter. Coomber was almost to his house, which was the largest in Flustered town. A pale Unicorn with a scar on his right eye approached the assassin in the blue cape. The assassin could already detect his hoof steps. He turned around to see the paled-colored Unicorn.
“You come to hire me?”
The assassin/killer asked. His voice sounding tense. The Unicorn deviously smiled.
“I’d like to, what’s the price usually?”
The Unicorn asked deviously. His smile dropping to a grin.
“Depends on the target?”
“Well, I had somepony named Quartz, come in my home and stole my precious vintage Celestia Statue. The origin of this statue is from my mother who is now-!
The Unicorn grumbled. He was obviously angry; his expression showed it. Coomber already researched the pony name Quartz. The watch he made was extraordinary. Quartz He was a pegasus with an orange, striped mane and tail. It looked like he and the pegasus got physical. Doesn’t matter... The job does.
“750 bits.”
Coomber said, already preparing for the job. The Unicorn was agitated by the price but reluctantly smiled. He rarely fails the job. He grabbed his bag of bits and threw it to Coomber.
“Keep the extra 25 bits. Please just end this conflict. Coomber glared in the direction the Pegasus went, already knowing where the pegasus went off to.
The client generously said; he wanted his statue back and to teach his used-to-befriend a final lesson: Don’t steal from friends.
“He went this way, correct?”
Coomber said knowledge; he knew where that colt went. The Unicorn’s eyes bulged. How did he know the pegasus flew off this way?
“Yes, How did you know?”
The client asked concern how he knew where his friend ran off to with his statute; if it’s because he just came back from his job, then he’s definitely catching everypony with his eyes; is it possible he could keep his eyes on everypony at a time!? That would be almost impossible to keep 100% of your attention on multiple things at a time?!
For me to know, now... I’ll be right back...
Coomber sinisterly said to his client; this job should be over within 15 minutes; could be quicker if he wishes not to play with his job. He teleported out of sight, leaving the Unicorn with his question left unanswered.
(”Hopefully no one hires him to hunt me down; he’ll probably do it with ease; if this was the case, I’ll hope it would be fast.”)
The client anxiously thought; nopony would hire him to kill him if he’s nice to everypony; plus this is for his Celestia Statue which is handed to him by his deceased mother; he’s not a wicked pony.
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Coomber appeared near the thief. Who indeed had the statue that Unicorn spoke of. He was flying fast, not wanting to be caught: of course, no thief wanted to be caught. The Pegasus started to curve up to a floating city: Cloudsdale. Coomber grabbed his knife. It wasn’t any ordinary knife. The blade was sharp as a saw. The size of the blade was that of a kitchen knife. The handle of the knife was profound. He cast a spell on it, allowing him to move it. He threw it at the Pegasus, the knife looked like a stake about to be rammed into the chest of a vampire. The Pegasus turned his head again, Spotting the knife, his heart dropped as the knife flew past his left wind, cutting the wing’s humerus. The pegasus started to groan has started to float down to the ground. It felt like a hot nail and a saw. Where’s the hammer? He almost dropped the statute he stole. The knife sliced past the right wind in the corresponding area. The pegasus hit the ground from a 10 feet height. His chin hitting the ground. It was an opened field he fell in. Dust accumulated around him. The adrenaline from the crime must’ve made him unaware of his surroundings. He was aware now. Unicorn had to throw that knife at him. Where is he? His eyes search for the Unicorn, not spotting the species7. He turned himself onto his back, facing the other direction. He saw the unicorn. He looked blanked. He was slowly making his way to him. He must’ve been the one who controlled the knife. The wing was bleeding considerably. The vein that supported the wing with blood has been cut on both wings. The pegasus felt dizzy, but still aware of what’s transpiring.
“What the Tartarus did I do to you!?”
His voice expressing anger. He got up, shaking in pain.
“You didn’t do anything to me, but that statue you have belongs to somepony else. Why did you steal it?”
His tone was narrow. The assassine started to move, increasing his speed faster. The knife still floating in the air.”
“Buck you! I’m not obligated to tell you anything!”
The stallion profanity said with anger. The pegasus in pain put the statue down. This Unicorn is going to pay for what he did to his wing. He changed the Unicorn, who just smiled at the charging Unicorn. The Knife blasted its way to the charging Pegasus. The Pegasus heard a burst in the air and turned his head to the sound, spotting the knife. He instantly got down, the knife passing him. He got back up and charged the Unicorn.
“After that knife stabs him, I’ll cut his horn off and stab in in the spine with it, then I’ll leave him to...!”
The knife turned its handle to Coomber. Magic was on his hoofs. He likes to call it: “Martial Magic.” He hit the knife, causing it to fly with remarkable speed to the Unicorn, he stopped when he saw Coomber hit the knife. The knife stabbed deep into his chest cavity. The heart stopped pumping as the two chambers were now one. Blood poured out of the Unicorn’s mouth.
“You’re, that, assassin my friend spoke-!
Quartz strugglingly said before coughing blood onto the ground. Coomber took his chance as the pegasus was stunned. The assassin/killer teleported in the air, behind the Pegasus; spinning his hind hoof in the air and kicking the now-surprise-pegasus. Coomber spin kicks the pegasus in the back of his neck. The pegasus fell on his face, the knife penetrating through the chest. The aorta was on the knife. Coomber grabbed the knife and shook the aorta off. This would be a place to decompose. No civilizations nearby and the field is all dirt and pebbles, there was even a sharp pebble stabbed into the pegasus’s stomach. Coomber grabbed the knife from the deceased pegasus. He flipped the pegasus over, cutting and taking the left eye from the socket. He put it in his left bag he got from his job. The Unicorn activated a clean spell on the knife, cleaning it. The bag he put the organ in was endurance to blood. He left the body to decompose. He was walking slowly to his recent town he came from: “Flustered Town.”
(”Tsk, That was easy.”)
Coomber thought to himself, this wasn't that much fun or satisfying. The Unicorn teleported in the opposite direction he was walking. He grabbed the Celestia statue, putting it in his right bag. He teleported in the direction he was going: Flustered Town.