Creepypastas meet Mlp

by chrisharte97


Octavia meets Il diavolo degli Assassini


It had been two days after the fall of Eyeless Jack and word had got out to Eyeless' friends and rivals about his death at the hooves of Princess Luna, his friends that he knew well dared to go after the Princess of the night and kill her. But not all of Eyeless' friends wanted to take that risk of dying at the hooves of the Princess of the moon and her sister; the Princess of the sun. One of them was a former Assassin of the Italian state of Venice and now a Creepypasta name by the French people as Il diavolo degli Assassini. But even though most Creepypastas think that he still has a lot to learn even after he said to them that he lived for over two hundred years, he and his friends think he learned enough to become a true Creepypasta. But when he over heard two ponies talking about the fall of his friend Eyeless Jack, he was in shock that a good friend of his could actually be killed by an Alicorn Princess.

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One day, Il diavolo degli Assassini was walking through the streets in the city called Manehattan looking at what the city had to offer for him. The city was almost like Paris, but everything was made for ponies, everyone was a pony, and they didn't speak Italian or French as he can at all. He soon noticed a store full of beautiful clothing and he wondered if he could find a pony here in the city that can help with blood stained robes, but he didn't know how the citizens of Manehattan would react to somebody like him. "What are you looking at sir?" a voice asked him as he turned to his right to see a light grey female Earth Pony with a darker grey mane and tail.
"Oh, Ciao stavo guardando questi vestiti," Il diavolo replied to the mare in Italian.

"Excuse me?" the grey mare asked with a confused look on her her face.
"Oh, sorry about that, I forgot that you Equestrians don't speak my country's language," Il diavolo said to her in English, "I said I was looking at these clothes."
"That's quite alright sir," the mare said, "My name is Octavia by the way."
"I'm only known as Il diavolo degli Assassini," the masked murderer said to her, "But my real name was Julius Leonardo da Venezia, but you can call me either Il diavolo or Julius if you want."
"It's nice to meet you Il diavolo," Octavia greeted kindly, "But what does your full name actually mean?"

"My name mean 'The Devil of the Assassins' in my nation's language," Il diavolo replied to the grey mare.
"Oh I see, but what is your language?" Octavia asked again.
"It is known as Italian," the masked murderer replied, "And I was hoping that someone could help get these blood stains off my cape and robes."
"Well I was on my way to Ponyville and I know one Pony there that can help you with your problem," the grey Earth Pony commented.
"I would very much like to meet this Pony," he said.

"Meet me at the train station tomorrow and we'll go to Ponyville together, Okay?" Octavia said.
"Of course signora (madam)," Il diavolo replied to her with a smile behind his blue mask as the grey mare walked away. He was starting to think that he had made a new friend. But this friend was a Pony instead of a Creepypasta like himself. And yet he feels that he had to tell Octavia about his own life.

The next day...

Octavia was waiting at the Manehattan train station for Il diavolo degli Assassini to show up. But he was nowhere to be found. 'Maybe he's late,' she thought to herself as she suddenly felt a hand on her right shoulder and when she did turn around, there was Il diavolo degli Assassini, "Oh, sweat Celestia Il diavolo, you almost gave me a heart attack," she stated to him.
"My greatest apologies signora (madam)," the masked murderer apologized to her, "So this train will take us to Ponyville?"
"Yes it will," Octavia replied as Il diavolo was just about to get on board, the grey Earth pony stopped him, "Wait a minute Il diavolo, where's your ticket?"

"I thought that you had a spare one with you Octavia," Il diavolo said with confused look on his masked face.
"I'm sorry, but I got only one ticket," she replied shaking her head in response. Il diavolo just puts his hand over his masked face in annoyance. "But, I think I can buy you a ticket," the grey mare reassured as they walked up to the ticket counter, "Another ticket to Ponyville please," she said to the accountant.
"Of course madam," he said to her, "Is it for your friend here?"

"That is right," Octavia nodded as the accountant gave her and Il diavolo the ticket Il diavolo needed to get on that train.
As they got on board the train, Il diavolo said to the grey mare, "These cities are really interesting, maybe I can invite my love to come one day."
"you're in love, are you?" she asked him.
"In our eyes we are," the masked murderer nodded, "She left to take out a target some time ago."
"Well, I am glad that you have a love," the grey Earth pony smiled as she began to become curious for some reason, "Il diavolo, why do you use a mask to hide your own face?"

Il diavolo shrugged when she asked him that question, but he just simply replied to her with a question of his own, "Do you really want to know?"
The grey mare nodded in response, "Yes, I do."
He sighed, "Alright then, you're funeral," the masked murderer said as he pulled down his hood down and removed his aqua blue mask revealing his eyeless face with blood gushing out of the eye sockets.
Octavia jumped in horror, "What happened to your eyes?!" she asked him in complete fright.
"They were shot by my enemies," Il diavolo replied putting the mask back on and pulled his hood back over his head.

"I'm sorry to hear that," the grey Earth pony said to him.
"It's not your fault Octavia," the masked murderer stated, "This happened to me at least over two hundred years ago."
"That long?" she asked as he nodded in response. Il diavolo then looked out the window and up at the lovely sunset in the sky. They really said nothing after that.

The next day...

When the sun began to rise, Il diavolo was still awake, but not still looking up at the sky like he was last time, he was busy writing a letter to the love of his life.

My Dearest Sarcasm...

I wish I could see your beautiful face again, but yet alas, I'm in this land of Equestria. I was walking through the streets of a city called Manehattan until I noticed some beautiful clothes at a store. I heard someone say something to me and there at my right was a grey Earth Pony. I'm still weary of Ponies my love, as I recall telling you awhile back about what happened to Pinkamena (Cupcakes) when she tried to kill me. And yet I greeted her in Italian, my home language but she didn't understand what I said to her, but you, I and the others know that I can also speak English too so I switched languages so that she can understand me.

So we are on our way to a town called Ponyville to find a pony there that can help me with the blood stains on my robes and maybe once I return to France, I could invite you to go horseback riding sometime. I wish I could say more, but we should be at Ponyville station soon. I write the last of these words with a steady hand and a clear mind.

Tu sei amore per sempre (You're love forever) Il diavolo degli Assassini.

When he was done writing his letter to Sarcasm, he put the letter in a pocket of his robes. Octavia began to open her eyes and when she saw Il diavolo was still awake, she said to him, "Good morning Il diavolo, did you even sleep?"
"Well, good morning to you too Octavia," Il diavolo greeted, "And no, I can't sleep anymore because of the nightmares of my past still haunting me."
"I'm sorry to hear that," the grey mare said to him.
"It's okay Octavia, we're almost at Ponyville," he said to her, "So we can find the pony you were talking about that can help clean these blood stains on my robes off."

When the train stopped, the masked murderer and the grey Earth pony got off and Il diavolo took his time to look around at his surroundings. It was much like Manehattan in a way that the town is full of Ponies. "This place seems like a nice town to call a summer home," he said to Octavia.
"It would," she agreed as they walked down the streets of Ponyville, "I am going to find an apartment while I'll let you go get your robes cleaned, okay?"
"Of course Octavia," Il diavolo nodded as the grey mare went to town hall and he walked to another street to find someone to help clean his blood stained robes.

He asked any pony to guide him to the one who clean clothes and they all pointed to the Carousel Boutique down the road. When he made it there, he knocked on the door and heard a female voice say to him, "Come in," in a song like fashion. He proceeded to open the door and not only a white Unicorn with a purple colored mane and tail, but his old friend Jane the Killer.
"Il diavolo, what a surprise to see you here," the white skinned woman said to him.
"Likewise, Jane," he said to her as the masked murderer turned to the white mare, "Anyways, I hear your the one that can help me in getting these blood stains off my robes."

"Of course I can help you darling," the mare nodded as Il diavolo took off his robes and gave them to her.
As the white Unicorn walked out, Il diavolo looked at Jane and said to her, "She is really nice."
"Yes, she sure is," she agreed, "Rarity is a generous soul." She went on explaining how she met Rarity and her younger sister Sweetie Belle. "So, what were you doing here out of France?" she asked Il diavolo.

"Well I was walking through the city known as Manehattan and met an Earth Pony named Octavia," Il diavolo explained to his old friend, "She is a nice pony and she also came here to preform at a concert while I just came here to get my robes cleaned."
"And is that it?" Jane asked him.
"Well I have to find a way to get back to France and beloved Sarcasm after I'm done here also," the masked murderer replied sternly.
"You really do love her, don't you?" she asked.
"Of course I do," he replied just as Rarity came back with Il diavolo's robes.

"Here you go darling, the blood stains are off you're robes," the white Unicorn said to him.
"Thank you very much Rarity," Il diavolo thanked as he grabbed his robes and puts them back on, "Well I must find Octavia, I'm sure we'll see each other again some time Jane."
"Okay then Il diavolo, good to see you again," Jane said to him.
"You too," he said as the masked murderer walked out the door.

As Il diavolo was walking through the streets of Ponyville, he was getting much attention from the residents. Some looked at him with fascination, but while other ponies looked at him with fear. But the masked murderer just ignored all of that and continued to walk down the road in search of the grey Earth Pony. And then he saw Octavia outside her apartment. "Hey Octavia," he called to her.

Octavia looked down at him and said to the masked murderer, "Hey Il diavolo come on up."
He did so and walked up to her apartment. "So this is where you're going to stay for your performance?" he asked as the grey mare nodded in response.
"Oh and I found someone who's been looking for you," she said to him.
"Who?" Il diavolo asked as Octavia led him inside and there siting quietly on one of the beds Il diavolo degli Assassini's true love; Sarcasm, "Sarcasm!" he exclaimed.

"Il diavolo!" Sarcasm said with joy as they pulled each other in a tight embrace, "Oh Il diavolo, I missed you so much."
"I missed you too my love," the masked murderer said to his love as he pulled off his mask and they kissed. Octavia watched the couple kiss for a good three minutes before breaking their kiss. "Oh, I forgot, I got you something," Il diavolo said as he reached in his robes and pulled out a bloody heart that came from one of his previous victims in France.
"Thank you Il diavolo," Sarcasm thanked as she took the heart from him and took a good bite out of the organ.

Octavia felt a little disgusted to see a somepony's heart and the masked murderer's love taking a bite out of that heart. But yet she happy that Il diavolo reunited with the love of his life.
"Thank you Octavia," he said to her turning to look at the grey mare, "For what you did to help me."
"Well, you're welcome Il diavolo," the grey Earth pony said.
"Well, I guess we'll be off, but I'm sure we can meet again sometime," the masked murderer finished as he and Sarcasm walked out the door.

Until next chapter...