My Little Creed: Assassination is Magic

CHAPTER 3: Coffee?

“Ahhh, cazzo! My damn neck...” Ezio groaned and rubbed his neck, closing his eyes as he tried to relieve the stress that was on it. He blinked away the sleep in his eyes and looked around the room he was in. “Well, at least I know I wasn't dreaming..” He jumped out of the bed and stretched out his body; giving his neck a good crack as his back a chance to get back to the right alignment.

“To be young again...It feels rather nice.”

“I agree..” Ezio's head whipped around to see Jace standing in the doorway of Ezio's room. “If you don't know how old you are exactly, you're at the age that you started up your own guild of assassins. I know as much as Death himself Ezio; so I know all about you.”

“If you know so much, than you know why I chose to take an easy path in life after meeting you and your master.” Jace nodded and stepped into the room.

“I do understand why you would do such a thing; but it took me by surprise to be honest. I thought you liked the killing in your life.”

“I wish to forget it.” The tone Ezio used was cold and serious. Jace smiled at this statement and walked to the balcony doors in Ezio's room. “I never wanted to kill anyone, all I wished to do was live my life as a damn banker! But those bastardos killed my family; and I had to do something.”

“I see...So it seems I was wrong about that much.” Jace shrugged and walked to the door again. “If you wish, you may walk around the town and see what there is to offer. Go find my friend Rarity in town and ask her for clothes. Get something with a hood; I know how much you like those. Just, nothing menacing. People will avoid you more than try and greet you.”

Ezio nodded and Jace left the room, leaving Ezio alone. He thought about the words that had been said just mere seconds ago; thinking back on all those times he had killed men for there crimes. He shook the thoughts out of his head and got dressed; with some difficulty. He threw up his hood and looked on his body, taking off any and all weapons on his person. The only thing he had left, was his wristblades. People hopefully wouldn't question him about that much.

He walked out of the room and down the stairs to hear some conversation from deeper in the mansion. He walked towards the conversation and soon found himself in a living room with many golden items in the room. He saw fancy dressed ponies talking to one another. When he entered the room; all attention was turned to Ezio. They all stared at him with looks of shock and curiousness. They mumbled to themselves about who he was and he saw one brave pony walk over to him. “Who invited this...Peasant to the party?” The others chuckled at the statement and Ezio stood there still, keeping his cool.

“What do they call you...Peasant?” Ezio looked up, his eyes menacing and burning with hate. The pony one stood with a smirk planted on his face; knowing that this pissed him off.

“I don't need to give my name to the likes of you.” He spat on the ground in front of the pony, who started to back off a bit.

“Such disgrace to show a noble such as I. A commoner such as yourself should be punished for doing such a thing in the likes of Prince Blueblood; nephew of Celestia herself!” Ezio kept the gaze held on the pony.

“I wouldn't care if you were the ruler of the universe. I hate cocky arrogant stronzos like yourself!”

“Those sound like fighting words sir. Are you trying to get yourself into a tussle?” Ezio jumped up onto his hind legs and his blades popped from their mechanism. This made Blueblood back away and the crowd gasp in shock.

“I would advise you didn't unless you wish to lose a head.” Ezio's words were cold and the look in his eyes said the same thing. Fuck with me; you die. This made Blueblood back off into the crowd and Ezio's blades go back to their hidden state. “Answer one question for me, why are you all in this mansion?”

“W-We are here for a party...We rented this space for the nobles of Equestria to catch on political affairs and such. This home also doubles as a meeting hall for the ponies who can afford it.” The answer came from a rather tubby looking pony wearing a top-hat and tuxedo.

“A party? I am sorry to have intruded in on your get-together. I am new to this home and I was looking for a friend. Farewell..” Ezio turned tail and left the room, heading for the stairs again. He saw Jace standing at the top of the stairs, staring at Ezio.

“I take it you met the nobles. I honestly do not know why Celestia gives her nephew eternal life, but I believe they have done things for her in the past that were on the highest of importance.” Ezio chuckled a little.

“He's just a big figa when blades are introduced.” Jace shook his head.

“What did I tell you about weapons in this world?”

“You can never be to careful. I hardly know this world; what if I need to defend myself in such a way that I would need to intimidate, or possibly kill?”

“You do have a point...As long as you keep your blades hidden from others, you may have them. Only use them for self defense.” Ezio nodded and walked towards the front door, pushing it open and shielding his eyes from the light that flooded over him. They quickly adjusted and he found himself in a very colorful world. He was drawn back by the brightness of colors, and he grew sick of them rather fast. Being in a world of dull browns and reds for his entire life, and then coming to a place where all the colors were bright and colorful, just made him sick. He pulled the hood down further to shield his eyes from the sun and walked down the cobblestone path through the front iron gates of the lustrous mansion.

His steps were slow, not really in a big hurry to get to where he was going. He saw a sign on the side of the road and it read 'PONYVILLE 0.5 MILES.' 'Guess that's where this..Rarity lives..' Ezio thought to himself as he continued down the path.

As he got closer to the town, he started to see many ponies in vivid colors, just staring at him. Ezio looked around, seeing that none of these ponies wore clothing. Guess it's not common for ponies to dress up on everyday occasions. It's probably just for special events or something.

A few minutes of walking pass and Ezio found himself in a small town with wooden buildings with hay thatched roofing. Many ponies working stopped and gave him looks as he walked through the town. He didn't care, he was used to it at this point. Even in Italy he didn't look like everyone else. The robes were a dead giveaway of him being an assassin. Many people just thought he was a wealthy man who needed to protect himself from people. But, when he drew his blade, and saw the look in his eyes, they knew exactly what he was. An assassin.

'Now, where do I find this Rarity...Better stop and ask around.' He stopped in front of a cafe and walked in through the front doors. Many ponies stopped what they were doing and just stared at him. It was dead silent in the room, all but the sound of a single ponies hoofsteps could be heard as Ezio made his way across the room to the front desk. He pushed down his hood and looked at the pony behind the counter. She had brown eyes and a light brown coat. Her hair was a dark brown color that had highlights of white in there at points.

“H-Hello sir!” She had a smile on her face that tried to hide the fear in her eyes. “W-What can I get you today?” The fear in her face was evident and Ezio tried to change his facial expression from hard to a more softer look.

“I am looking for Rarity...I am new in town and I heard that she can get me some new clothing.” The pony seemed to look relieved when he said that as other ponies started to talk to one another and go about there business.

“Oh, certainly! She has a boutique around the middle of town, it's not hard to find at all.” Ezio bowed slightly.

“Thank you miss...”

“Mocha Latte, and it was my pleasure mister...”

“Ezio, Ezio Auditore..”

She seemed to raise a brow at his name and Ezio decided to come up with a quick lie. “I am a noble from out of town. I came here for a little peace and quiet from the big city.”

“Ah, that explains the clothing then. Well, while you're here, care to stop and have a quick drink and possibly a snack as you continue your search?” She wore that same smile she had when she first saw him, but the fear in her eyes was no longer there.

“I wish I could, but I don't have any money of my own. I had every bit stolen from me by thugs on my way here.” Mocha Latte gasped and put her hoof to her mouth.

“That's terrible! Here, I'll make you my special right away! Free of charge!”

“Oh no, you don't need to do that for me...”

“But I must! After what you've been through, I should at least do something for a man such as yourself.” She gave a wink as she walked to the back of the shop and started to make Ezio's drink.

Ezio wore a soft smile as he stood there waiting for his drink. This place isn't half-bad! The peo- ponies are friendly, he can bluff his way here and get the things he needs, and he can say his name here and make a lie to cover up the fact that it's strange!

Soon, Mocha came back with a tray on her back with a cup of hot...Something. “Here you go sir! My special coffee blend!” Did she say, coffee? Well, this place isn't so different from Italy! After my first drink of coffee, I didn't really like it. I guess it just grew on me over the years.

Ezio took the cup and surprisingly, his hooves are very flexible! They can grip the handle of the cup with relative ease and he tipped the cup to his lips and took in the bitter brown drink. He smiled softly and chuckled as he put the cup down. “It's been a long time since I had time to enjoy myself. You would not believe the things I have went through.”

“Oh, I couldn't imagine. I'm just a common pony. Now, a noble like yourself should have many things to care about. Politics and such are a hassle for anypony in this world we live in today.” As she was talking, Ezio was taking another sip and he nodded in agreement.

“Though, my specialty isn't politics. It is about business than anything.” Mocha nodded and Ezio took another sip. “Though the business isn't that big, it's still a handful..”

“What?”

“Err...Hoof-full of work. The papers and the workers and this and that. It's hard work.”

“Oh, I can relate. I've owned this cafe since my mother passed away. My father is still around, though that's because he helped Celestia with something in the past and he got the favor of immortality.” She shrugged. “I don't see him much but he's still an amazing stallion.”

Ezio nodded and soon finished his drink. He put up his hood and smiled at Mocha. “Well, thank you for the drink. It's been too long since I've sat down and enjoyed some small chat.” Mocha smiled at him.

“Thank you for talking with me! I enjoy small chat whenever I can get it. I've been so busy lately. I hope you enjoy your stay here in Ponyville Ezio! See you around!” Ezio nodded and walked towards the doors, pushing them open and walking down the path again; filled with coffee and happiness.

“Maybe living here won't be all that bad..” He thought outloud.

His thoughts kept him entertained all the way to Rarity's boutique. It was a very beautiful building, though not as big as Jace's mansion. It was round and was painted pink, blue and white. There were two stories and the upper story had pillars and ponies impaled through the pillars. It came up from largest at the bottom to smaller at the top and was capped with a cone with orange and yellow swirls with a spike protruding from the top of the cone. It had a red flag on it that blew gently in the breeze.

Ezio walked up to the door, not giving a care in the world, and then he heard it. A scream from inside the doors.