When I was fully recovered, I began my hunt again. I knew it would be more difficult now, the Cult of Artemis knew that somepony was hunting them. To compensate for the added danger, I began to carry a sword and dagger along with my hidden blade and knives. After searching through the Royal Guard’s armoury, I decided on a simple sabre and an oddly styled but well made and extremely sharp dirk. Fully armed, I again began to listen to the ponies of the city. In time I heard of another small gate in the sewers, this one in the rich quarter of Canterlot. After informing the guards of where I would be this time, I snuck through the gate and dropped in to a small cavern.
There was a single gryphon there, but he was dead before he could raise an alarm. Taking my dagger in to my mouth in case of another surprise encounter, I continued through the single open tunnel in the cavern. I lost track of time in those tunnels, the unsettling half light giving me no sign of the passing hours. I wandered through halls and caverns, slaying several gryphons as I went, until I found a small stone tablet. On it, a cipher was carved. Thinking that I may have been able to use it to decode the letter I had stolen in the last Sanctuary, I tucked it in to my robe and began to search for my way out.
It was then I discovered I was lost. I had left traces of my passage, but they had been cleaned away. The gryphons knew I was here, and they were trying to hunt me. I do not believe they realised just how stupid they were until I joined their little game. I sheathed my dagger, and I opened my third eye. I could feel them around me, through the walls and ceilings. I knew where every gryphon in this Sanctuary was. I could have left then, used my sixth sense to find the way out of that pit, but instead I hunted.
I stalked through their tunnels, killing everything that moved. I killed their stallions, their mares, and even their foals. I hunted for what felt like days, and I truly became the blade in the shadows. Even without my enhanced perception, I could smell their fear every time they found another body. I listened to them cry out to their god for a means to drive out this demon that haunted their home; but their god abandoned them. I left a single gryphon alive, a young male. When I was finished with him, he was a pale shade of what he once was. I threw him in to the sewers and ordered him to deliver a message to his leader. As he ran from me, he screamed this message as a mantra, as if it were his only reason to live.
The Shadow Is Coming.
I crawled out of the sewers; this time uninjured, and made my way back to the palace. I went to my room, and I began working on the letter I had found. Thankfully, the cipher stone was the code I needed, and the letter went as such:
“The divine goddess Artemis commands you to double your attacks! We shall drive the ponies from their lands, and we shall feast on their dead in a great celebration when this mountain is our home and ours alone. Artemis will be powerful again!”
I could have brought this to the Princesses attention, but blinded by my pride I did not. I left the palace to find my next prey, alone.
This was a mistake I have regretted for many years.
Authors Notes
There is a blog up with some details about the universe this story takes place in. I'm a bit scatterbrained, so if there is anything you'd like explained further comment on that blog or on this story and I'll do my best to clear things up.
Pros of this story:
ASSASSIN FUCKING CREED CROSSOVER,
Original story (From what I've seen)
Cons:
Nothing, just nothing
That is all!
~Xaiden
PS if your looking for an extra Pre-reader, I'd be nothing less than honored.
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Why thankee very much
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Well as of the fact I just finished AC: Revelations, and love MLP to death, I WILL BE THE ONE WHO IS THANKFUL
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If'n you say so :lol:
And, as a matter of fact, I have no pre-reader or editor or any such thing. If you're good with catching missed words and the occasional grammar slip that'd be awesome.
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Not much of a grammar nazi as I constantly have people telling me my grammer needs fixing, I'm more along the lines of helping with writer's block, and occasionally giving ideas, but if you need someone for grammar, I wouldn't be a first choice, but I could provide some assistance
Excellent, I love how the scene unfolds as a past-tense journal-like form. That Ombra's past experiances make a sort-off "step-by-step" list of desisions that are leading to where he is now, from that cliffhanger I can tell he's not exactly in the best of positions with all the "deeds" he's done.
Again I would still have to say, MAGNIFICO WORK!
(Btw I'm mediocre when it comes to editing, actually have to re-vamp my entire fic, especially that not-too decent 1st chapter-prologue)
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*checks your profile*
AHA! I knew I wouldn't be the only one with this crossover idea.
As far as Ombra's position... yeah he's pretty fucked. I'm a terrible, TERRIBLE little god for my characters like that.
853283 First you smite, crush, salt, etc. Then give them a chance to redeam themselves and......
WAM! Make them suffer with a diabolical plot twist!
As the saying goes, "First you fly, then you die"
Really anything can happen in a story, just as long as your imagination/the fic itself allows it.
Honestly I have no idea how I got away with "Reapers" and other Mass Effect stuff, STILL 100% ASSASSIN RELATED
~Turn a character's suffering into enjoyment for all! Turn their world upside down then when they get used to that, rightside up!~
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I see your Reapers and raise you Reavers from Firefly... an expy of which may or not be swimming around my mind...
I keep reading this in Altair's voice
This is a great story. have some moustaches
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So do I. I didn't base Ombra off of Altair on purpose, but his seriousness seems to have rubbed off on me.
And, thankee for the spikestachesv
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Not arguing or anything but I read this in Ezio's voice. It just sounds 20% cooler