An Assassin's Life for Me

He`s a plundering lover of violence, born into poverty bred into silence.

Twilight was going through some more papers, she now understood why Celestia had wanted to take a break, when a bright flash of light entered the room. She looked over to see that Celestia was standing there with a look of fear and frustration. Celestia looked around confused and saw Twilight, her expression calmed immediately but Twilight could still see small beads of sweat forming on her brow, to be quickly absorbed again or wiped away.

"Princess Celestia, what's wrong? What happened to the Preservation?" Twilight asked worried about her ex-mentor.

Celestia thought about the question for a moment. "I am afraid, Twilight." Twilight recoiled in shock, at her answer. "I fear that the ship is destroyed and I pray that at least some of the crew have survived." Twilight stumbled, walking over to be closer to Celestia she wondered how to react, hearing that and entire ship of at least one hundred ponies wasn't exactly easy. "An organization is being reborn, their experience in combat is unmatched and they have the best success rate seen by any. The last time we had met they had accused me of treason and tyranny, I was able to sway them, but after that they had simply disappeared. They were mercenaries of sorts, they accepted contracts from people in power. Everything was kept secret from all but them and the contact. Although they did this, they openly declared with each kill why it had been done. Corrupt guards, traitors, robbers, and even killers. None knew who was a part of their organization, they kept everything confidential. At the end of it all was their elder, a father figure to them, said elder would never send his brothers to a fight that didn't have good reason for them. No matter how good the pay was. They were able to topple mountains if they so wished, they did almost that when they removed my father from power." Celestia addressed her father with pure distaste.

Twilight was shocked at this. 'An organization that was able to remove a being more powerful than CELESTIA!!!' only one question was able to work its way through Twilight's dropped jaw. "Wh-wh-who were they?" She was afraid of the answer.

"They, were The Brotherhood of Assassins."

Edward escorted the remaining five ponies onto the Jackdaw, they had collected any personal belongings they had and asked to keep them. Edward agreed. "What is your name?" Edward asked the captain who was carrying some coin and a picture of what Edward assumed was his wife and kids, with a sword that seemed to be a prize or a reward.

The captain looked at him taken aback  by his captors question. "My name is Sea Worthy."

"What?" Edward asked with genuine confusion of how someone would be named as such.

"Sea Worthy."

"What is your rank?"

"I was to be promoted to admiral upon the construction of the Preservation's sister ships. But now I am just a captain, or at least I was." He quickly corrected himself as to not offend his captor. "Might I know yours?" He asked preparing to retreive his statement should a problem arise.

Edward though about this for a moment. "Edward Kenway, Captain of the Jackdaw." 'How could this pony knowing my name hurt anyone? I should keep the brotherhood a secret though.'

"What are you going to do with us?"

"That depends, will you cooperate with my men and myself?"

Sea Worthy looked back to his five remaining crew and decided that even if they wanted to, they couldn't fight them. "We....shall."

"Then you will be treated like any other crewman on this ship. Equally, well as equal as we can get really considering the fact of different species."

Sea Worthy was surprised at Edward's level of intellect. "Where will we go then?"

"Where you can get a ride home. We aren't going to take you around the world for free. Now go bellow decks and find come cots that you five can use, it should be obvious if one is taken, and later we can discuss where to drop you off and how to get there." Edward knew that each crewman tended to personalize their sleep space albeit with a carving in the wood around it or something on the cot.

"Alright then." Edward nodded at the would-be admiral as he took his crew to the lower levels to find a place to rest. He gave the order to fire at what remained of the wreck that was once the Preservation.

"What were we able to salvage from the ship?" Edward asked Anne.

"Enough preserved food to last a while, hard cider to last longer, and enough gold to fill all of our pockets for a while." She responded with pride.

"Excellent, now see to it that our friends aren't disturbed. We could use them yet."

"Aye Edward, but what are they? They are too small to be proper horses and they have colors and talk and--" She was silenced by a hush coming from Edward.

"I don't know and don't care, all we need to do is get back to Nassau and forget what we've seen here. We don't need these ponies being a  nuisance. Besides I saw their leader and she was afraid, maybe we can use that to our advantage."

"I don't like this Edward..."

"Well it's what is happening, and we might even have fun doing it. Now raise the flag so that any who see it will stay away."

Edward watched as the familiar black flag was hoisted up to the top of the mast. The brotherhood's crest emblazoned upon it with a skull in the center. 'Time to get back to business' He thought to himself.