The Assassin's Legacy

It was a peaceful day in Ponyville. Not a single thing mildly entertaining was happening...unless you counted the party Pinkie Pie was throwing, as per usual. Twilight was reading a book, laying down on the bench with her legs crossed and in the air. Suddenly, a stallion vaulted over the bench, holding a brown bag that jingled as he landed square on his hooves. He looked behind him, his face from the muzzle down hidden by his shoulder, and saw a shocked Twilight Sparkle, looking directly at him. He showed his face, grinned, and slipped his cloth back over his muzzle. He then took the hood attached to his shirt, pulled it low, and sprinted. He looked behind him, and saw the Canterlot Guards were gaining up on him. He looked ahead, and tapped into the only power he had, despite being of Earth Pony race; his right eye turned red, and he saw ways to escape the Guards' sight. He went in an alleyway and jumped to one of the walls. Using his current momentum, he pushed off and grabbed onto the ledge of the opposite building's roof. He pulled himself up and then started to free run.

He leapt off the ledge of the roof, his hoof landing on a lamp-post. He kicked off of it, grabbing onto another lamp-post and swinging off of it into a house. He rolled as he landed inside and continued to run, but not before leaving some bits on the floor so the family inside could fix their now broken window. He then jumped and landed on a wooden stump and kicked off of it to the side, where he grabbed onto some bricks that had jutted out of a house slightly. He immediately climbed up and spun as he landed on the roof. He then leapt into a tree that was at the entrance to the Everfree Forest and moved from tree to tree. As he ran, he heard the Guards say, "DAMN IT, HE GOT AWAY AGAIN!!!" Upon hearing those words, the stallion's ear flicked and he flashed a grin.

He jumped down to the soft moss covered floor beneath him. He had reached the place. He looked all over, then finally saw his destination; a stone the size of his leg from the hoof to the knee. He bent down and lifted it up. He then jumped down the opening and let the rock fall back in place. He slid down, tying a knot in the bag so no more bits would slide out. Finally, he landed on his hooves on solid ground. He looked into the darkness ahead, and waited. Suddenly, a figure in thief's clothes identical to his own appeared and said, "Well, Dante Quicksilver; did you get the bits?" Dante, the apparent name for this thief/main focus of the story, nodded and threw the bag onto the table. The other stallion looked down. Suddenly, he knelt down to the height of the table and opened the bag. He laughed as he came towards Dante and hugged him. He then backed away, holding him by the shoulders, and said "This is more than enough to help those homeless get homes. Finally...those poor, defenseless little colts and fillies can have a chance at something we never did..."

Dante nodded, then pulled down the cloth from his muzzle and pulled his hood off from over his face. he was under the definition of handsome, according to some mares; strong features, sandy blonde mane and tail, tan coat of fur. He also had a chin dimple and some freckles on his cheeks and across his muzzle. Lastly, he had Silver eyes, almost identical to those of a wolf. He had some muscular build, which was required for his line of work; Stealing bits for a good cause, defense, and parkour.

Oh dear Celestia, did Dante love his parkour.

It was his only passage of escape from the real world. He was actually a natural, but his red eye helped him see ways of finding a start on it if he was in danger. In other words; if he was in trouble, his right eye would turn red and help him get out of sight and remain anonymous. Then, he'd come back at a later point and not be noticed. But right now, those things were thoughts at the back of his head as he stood at the top of the 100 hoof tall building. He slowly walked to the edge, then crouched into low profile on the beam sticking out of the ledge. He looked around him, and then looked up and saw an Eagle circle the building. It then saw Silent and landed next to him. Dante looked to the Eagle and smiled. He smoothly slipped his hand into his messenger bag and pulled out a small dead carcass. The Eagle scooted over a bit and took the carcass off his hands. As the Eagle took it all down his gullet, Dante stroked the Eagles head gently, making sure not to hurt the precious animal. The Eagle enjoyed it, but then Dante soon carefully patted his head, and the Eagle was off.

Dante looked down. He saw light-poles posted within swinging distance for each one. However, they were a good distance down from the rooftop. He stood, and jumped off. He did a swan dive, and grabbed onto a pole. He swung to the next one, in which he kicked off of it. he kicked off every one of them until he reach another building. He jumped off the pole he was on, and grabbed onto a ledge. He spun up as he landed on the rooftop and started to run. He kicked off a ledge and rolled as he landed on a new roof. He jumped down from the ledge and landed in a huge pile of hay. He shook the hay out of his mane when he heard a loud 'SLAM' from the front door of what he guessed was a barn. He squinted his eyes and saw a mare with a straw colored mane and tail wearing a battered leather stetson walk in. She had on a orange plaid shirt tied at the bottom so her abdomen showed, denim hot pants and some cowgirl boots. Dante simply laughed and laid there in the pile of hay, looking like Derpy after getting shot out of the Party Cannon for a Test Flight. The mare started to giggle, then laugh, helping him up. "Dante, just 'cuz you're a natural with this parkour stuff doesn't mean you won't hurt yourself!" Dante simply waved his hand as a form of dismissal and said, "Yeah, I know, Applejack. I know. But it's still so fun."

The freckled mare, named Applejack, nodded and said "Well, I can understand. After all, I'm the one who taught you all the tricks." Dante moved his hand to his hair and ruffled it to get the hay out of it. He laughed, and Applejack offered to let him stay for the night. He said sure, but that he had to go somewhere first. He then left, and headed to the Ponyville Orphanage. The kids all rushed to him, and he was playful, hugging them and giving them gifts and telling them stories. He then left with some gifts from the kind souls running the Orphanage. He got to sweet Apple Acres, and took a shower. Then, he went to bed.

Meanwhile...

"So, dear sister; Doesth thou see why this young buck steals? Thy would do the same for this cause, would thy not?" Asked a smug Princess Luna. Princess Celestia simply nodded, and smiled warmly at the levitating image of Dante sleeping. She felt like this boy deserved better than the life of a wandering traveler. She turned to Luna, and said, "Why don't we adopt him? You could be the mother, and I'll be his aunt." Luna had a huge smile on her face, and she nodded so hard her head looked might it might snap off and roll across the floor. Thankfully, it didn't. Celestia then grinned, and said to Luna, "Then we'll take care of the paperwork tomorrow. In the meantime, I think I should get my rest so that I may be able to raise the sun." And with that, she left Luna to day dream...well, might dream, about what it'd be like to be a mother.