Assassins For Life

Assassins For Life

After school, Zaria came inside the hut where Ezio was at his desk like usual. "Ezio, I'm home," Zaria said to Ezio. He nodded and glanced behind him where Zaria stood, her bleach blonde mane flowed as she turned her head. "I wanted to know how it went with Connor," She asked.

"Alright. How was school?" He asked, and turned his head to face Zaria. She rolled her neon purple eyes and looked to the side.

"A douchebag teacher, one friend, pieced it together yet?" She tested Ezio. Given the trivia, he played along and pushed his hood down.

"Yup, pretty bad day?" He answered. She nodded and trotted toward her room. But before she actually left, she turned her head behind her to face Ezio again.

"Did Connor mention anything about my school? Because I read something in the paper today that an insane sorceress escaped her prison and traveled somewhere either to or near my school," Zaria revealed what she read. Ezio's eyes widened. Damn...this is more than just a sorceress teacher. He figured, and turned to Zaria again.

"...No." Ezio lied. It took him a moment to answer because he usually doesn't lie to Zaria. But he is however keeping something from her that she never even knew. He never intended to lie to her, but if the relationship between them was at stake, and her feelings, it was worth anything he had to say.

Zaria nodded, and turned to face her way to her bedroom. But when she closed her door behind her, she looked back strangely, she could hear Ezio rummaging through his drawers and picking up his orb every now and then. She didn't intend to lie to him as he didn't to her, but she wanted to see Astro tonight. But she only hoped that Ezio would wear out soon before she left.

Connor trotted into the bar where two more assassins, Edward and Daniel. They were sitting down, with mugs of fizzy apple cider sitting on the counter in front of them. "So, did you talk to the oldie?" Daniel joked toward Connor. He knew he was referring the "oldie" as Ezio.

"Yeah, and he isn't that old! He's like forty." Connor attempted to correct his colleague. Daniel just kept laughing a bit, but Edward had kept a poker face the whole time.

"Ignore Daniel. What did he say, Connor?" Edward asked. Daniel looked at Edward like he just insulted him lightly. Connor took a deep breath and responded coldly.

"He said that Zaria is strong enough to hold off until we can help her if the demon teacher attacks." Connor answered, sitting down on a barstool. Daniel rolled his eyes and looked back at Connor.

"That's just like him. I mean, I know Zaria's his apprentice and all, but he has to stop treating her like she's five years old again." Daniel commented. Edward looked at him sternly, and turned around to face him.

"Zaria has an extremely rare nerve condition to where all of the pain senses are dead, making her not feel pain. But she can feel everything else." Edward told Daniel roughly. He looked at both his colleagues, and sipped his apple cider.

"Yeah, but any assassin would want her power. But I know its hard for her. She can feel internal pain; like guilt, but she can't feel outer pain." Daniel replied. Rolling his eyes, Edward turned to Connor again.

"Daniel, Edward, I have a feeling that Zaria is in grave danger. But Ezio is too positive in her strength to see that." Connor told them. They looked at him strangely, and Daniel laughed a bit. "What's so funny?" Connor asked him.

"Last time you told us that you felt that somepony, ahem, Ezio, was in grave danger he was actually about to jump off the side of a tower where a hay-bail didn't lay!" Daniel laughed. Edward soon found himself cracking up as well. Connor rolled his eyes, and left the bar.

All night, Zaria was preparing for the "date" she had with Astro. She was looking forward to the theatre. She expected more than just a date, but possibly a kiss. She was searching her room frantically for her "lucky" bow. Hearing the rummaging, Ezio knocked on her door. Quickly gathering her dignity together, she shouted with a bead of sweat creeping from her brow, "Come in!"

"Zaria, are you alright? I heard some crashing and clattering." He asked. Nervously, Zaria stuttered in an answer.

"I-I'm fine!" She answered. Ezio nodded, and closed the door behind him. "Whew, close one, huh Scruffy?" Zaria asked her dog, wiping the sweat bead from her brow. Scruffy grunted in agreement, and came up on the bed, and sat down beside her. She stroked him twice, and searched for the bow once again.

Some time passed, maybe ten minutes, and Zaria finally found her bow. She stuck her mane up in a high ponytail, and then the real challenge came to her mind: finding the right attire. She looked for the best dress she had, but the best she could find: was her red skirt that fit firmly around the flank, and a small ruby necklace. She accepted the beauty of her best skirt and used her aura to slip it on. It was sure not to slip off, and then, her aura tied on her necklace.

It was about time Zaria was to head out. She reassured herself time and time again that Ezio was asleep. So she quietly tip-trotted to the door, and closed it behind her. She saw a small cloud of fog puff over town, and then she saw a silhouette of a stallion. After the fog cleared a bit, she saw Connor trot up to her. "Going somewhere, young mare?" He asked smugly. Zaria's ears dropped to the ground.

"Don't tell Ezio. I was just going to meet a friend at the theatre." Zaria said innocently. Connor scoffed, and trotted up closer.

"A 'friend'? Does this 'friend' happen to be a young stallion? Does this 'friend' happen to flirt with you with subtleness? I can answer that: Yes." Connor replied. Zaria rolled her eyes, and sparked her aura to her secret pouch on her side, where her knife was rested.

"Listen, I'm in a hurry. Don't press your luck, smartass." Zaria pressed with Connor. He was a little taken back by her remark, and backed up a bit.

"I know. Be careful, I've heard some...things with your school. Your teacher was...the problem here." He sighed. Zaria rolled her eyes once more.

"Please! She's nothing more than a nagging pain in everypony's...arses." She scoffed, avoiding more immoderate language.

"Still, please heed this warning." Connor begged. Zaria nodded, and trotted on to the theatre.