[Mike POV]

No…no…hell no…is there anything good to buy here?

I have been staring at the same clearance clothes rack for the past hour with no piece of fabric catching my eye. My mother is at the changing room with Fluttershy helping her with holding all of my mother’s clothes. I still need to make sure I stay close to them since the mall does not allow any humans wandering around the mall without their owner, so I made sure to stay near them if mall security decides to throw me out if I am left alone.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my mother and all her flaws, but when it comes to picking clothes I feel like I take a shorter time to pick one out than her. Then again, Terry and Jonah say that we both take too much time shopping with no sense of ever stopping.

“I’m done,” my mother said, opening the door with a few shirts and dresses under her arm, “I appreciate for helping me with holding my stuff, Fluttershy.”

“No problem, Rarity, I'm just glad that we all are able for all of us to go somewhere with our family.”

“Speaking of family, did you find anything you like, Michael?” my mother asked me.

“They don’t really catch my eye, but I am glad that you picked some, Ms. Rarity.” You told her.

Since I am in the public I have to speak to my mother formally when we are outside, but I can always tell that my mother always feels strange when her own son has to call her by name rather than calling her ‘mother’.

“You mean these,” My mother added her clothes to the massive pile Ms. Fluttershy was already struggling to hold and started to walk deeper inside the mall. “They don't seem right to me, so we should see if there are other places in the mall that might suit our taste.”

“Um, Rarity, can I please put these down now, if it’s ok with you?” Ms. Fluttershy asked her.

“Of course, you can just set it down near the dressing room.” My mother told her.

With a loud ‘thump’ Fluttershy dropped the pile of discarded clothes and walked along side me as the three of us started to find other stores worth looking at.

While the two mares talked about random things I looked around my surroundings to see many humans wearing collars, holding on their master’s belongs, made myself look at a nearby window to see the same collar I have around my neck.

It would be suspicious if any other pony would see me without a collar in a populated area like this place. The laws in Ponyville did not make us wear collars since mayor mare thought it would agitate the protesters even more.

Focusing on something else not collar related, you see a life size cardboard cutout of prince Blue blood on the other side of the store window holding a bottle cologne in his hands with the label saying ‘Blue essence’ stacked behind him with many male buyers in line buying the cheap stink.

Guess since he's dead a lot of people are starting to buy his stuff out of memory… or pity.

“Michael, what are you doing over there?” my mother said to me.

“I think he is looking at the cologne in that store. Maybe he wants to buy one?”

“You mean that putrid stink their selling in there? I tried to by him different styles of cologne and he still doesn’t use them.” Leave it to my mother to know me to well when it comes to my normal life. It would be even more troubling if she uses her perceptive skills to find too much info about me in the far future.

“Ms. Rarity, the ‘cologne’ you buy me was mostly perfume.” I told her.

“I just thought that maybe a different fragrance will be more to your liking.”

As we both argued about smells Fluttershy came between me and my mother and pointed towards a large crowd forming around a muscled Minotaur with what appears to have a syringe in his large hand.

“Hello, if you don’t know me I'll be happy to tell you who I am.” With a quick flick if his other hand the goats behind him started pressing buttons on a black remote making the floors of the stage he was standing on become enveloped by smoke.

“My name is,” Flexing his already huge muscles to show more veins than a constipated bald man who had bad Saddle Arabian food a run for his money he shouted out his name, “Iron will!”. As soon as he shouted his name a large plume of fireworks shot out of the stage and exploded to spell out his name, in case anyone who was not close, or did not care.

Where is mall security when you need them? I am sure it is bad to have fireworks inside a large mall.

“Are you fed up with weak humans who can’t even lift more things than an earth pony? Tired of having to constantly train them to be fit and lean? Well, I have a solution.” Iron will gestured for two ponies rolling a large covered cage to come onto the stage next to him, pulled the clover, and showed a very muscular human male inside the cage. “With my training and these supplements,” he showed the syringe to everyone again. “In a few days will turn them in to a human worthy of serving you!”

As soon as he was finished finishing his sales speech many ponies who owned humans started to buy his training regiment with their bags of bits in hand, causing a small scale mob making me, my mother, and Terry’s mother to back away from the mess.

Not looking behind me I knocked a bystander down on the floor. Turning around to apologize I saw to the person I knocked over to be a baby blue earth pony stallion, causing me to apologize profusely.

“I’m so sorry, sir, please forgive my incompetence.” With my groveling done I began to bow over and over again as a sign of how deeply sorry I was.

I can’t be too sure how ponies that live in the big city treat humans here, but I can’t take any chances since I am on an important mission that requires all four assassins to cooperate.

“Don’t worry yourself, young man.” Lifting himself off the floor he stuck his hand out in front of me and said, “It was my fault for not watching my surroundings.”

Taking his hand with a firm shake my mother and her friend arrived behind me to also apologize.

“It is quite alright, ma’am. I too wanted to move away from this odd spectacle over there.” Pointing to the mob I see a couple of mares starting to fight each other making a couple of security guards to drag them away. “I am just glad that you decided to not make your human become another trained animal like those ponies.”

“Of course, sir, as much as the physical appearance does look appealing to most mares I still would not make my human take some mystery drug.” Mother said to him.

“I thought I heard that Iron will guy say that it was a supplement?” He questioned.

“I use to have him as a self-help Minotaur back at my home town. Now, I wonder how he became a fitness trainer.” Fluttershy said to him.

“Well, I know that I am relieved to have some ponies, and human, to have some sense in spending their bits wisely. But I need to leave soon, since my shift at the police station is about to begin.” The stallion told us.

“Well, it was nice to meet you, sir. If you ever decide to go to Ponyville, try to find carousal boutique, that’s where I work. My name is Rarity, the mare on my right is my friend Fluttershy, and my butler to my left is named Michael.”

“Thank you, Rarity. I might do that. Oh, and my name is Iron clad, but you can just call me Clad.” Mr. Clad said to us.

We waved good bye and saw him become adrift in the sea of ponies and humans leaving the three of us to go back to our shopping.

[Hotel at Midnight] [3rd person]

“And that was how I spent my afternoon shopping.” Mike said to the group of assassins in their basement as a temporary headquarters. They are already fully dressed and are prepping their equipment while Mike told them his day.

“Holy shit, you found them!” Jonah said to Mike while he cleaned his blunderbuss.

“What do you mean, I know Anon told me that Iron will was our main target, including whatever drug he is using on humans, but who else do we kill?” Mike asked.

“That Mr. Clad you were talking to is our other target to kill.” Terry said.

“What? He seems harmless for us to kill him, why should we kill a pony if they are not a Templar?” Mike asked them.

“That officer is causing major problems to the changeling hive, and if the hive has a problem then it's the Order’s problem too.” Anon said to Mike, “So, Terry, Are you sure that all the mares are on the second floor?”

“I’m positive; I heard Rainbow dash is telling them some ghost stories to keep them occupied,” What Terry did not tell them is that he also asked Rainbow dash if she can serve them some punch laced with some sleeping powder Terry made while on the train. “They will be too scared to even realize we are all gone.”

“Then let’s get the show on the road, let’s get out the window and start some roof climbing.” Mike said.

As Jonah helped Terry remove the shelf hiding the window Anon heard some loud crashing coming outside on their door. Taking a quick peak out the door, his eyes traced up to the large stair case to see Diamond fumbling down the stairs with a bottle of what appears to be alcohol.

“Guys, I think you want to take a look at this.” Anon and his team came out of their room and walked in to the middle of the main room with Diamond gulping down large amounts of liquid.

“My lady, why are you here in the middle of the night, shouldn’t you be a sleep?” asked Anon.

“Shut up, you monkey! I hate you and your stupid friends!” She shouted.

“We’re not really friends, more like work acquaintances.” He explained.

“I said to shut up,” She took another swig. “I actually wanted an adult human from Zebrica, because I saw pictures about how their better and bigger than Equestrian humans.”

“Miss Tiara, I think you’re drunk, and also maybe a bit racist towards humans.” Jonah told her.

“I wasn’t talking to you! What's even worse than a human talking to me, is a human who lives with the hillbillies called the Apple family.”

“Anon, you better get her to calm down, or else I might do something I might regret.” Jonah said to him with agitation.

“I can’t believe she is not affected by my sleeping agent. She must have snagged the wrong bottle.” Terry whispered.

“What was that, Terry?’ Mike asked.

“Nothing, I was just talking to myself.”

“All of you just SHUT UP! And why are you all dressed so weirdly? I'm going to tell-” Taking quick steps down the stairs her left hoof slipped, causing her to fall all the way down clutching the bottle securely while the rest of her body took all the damage.

The first to recover from this new dilemma was Terry. Crouching down next to her, Terry started to examine her if she has any serious injuries or not.

“Oh, thank God. She did not suffer any severe injuries, she just needs to lay off the booze and need some rest.” Terry told the group.

With the help of Jonah and Mike to carry her off to sleep in her room, Anon was left behind to clean out some of the alcohol stains, but he had other things on his mind.

That… was… AWSOME! Thank you, God. I am a little bit more faithful to human religion.

After a few minutes of scrubbing and some quick happy dancing, Mike, Terry, and Jonah came down with some fresh battle scars to boot.

“Damn, we’re not even starting the mission and you three already looked like you battled a veteran Templar.”

“She may look like a young mare at first glance, but she sure can kick like my big sister Applejack.” Jonah said while rubbing his bruised arm.

“We can safely say that since she was drunk she could not feel too much pain from the fall, but I am also hoping she will think that what happened last night will be a dream.” Terry said.

“Well, let’s hurry before any more problems start.” Mike said impatiently.

Going back to the basement the young assassins exited out the window and started to climb to the top of the hotel roof. Anon used his eagle vision to spot the police station, and started to give the other three assassins orders.

“Ok, Mike, I need you to be positioned near the police station to get a higher vantage point.”

“On it, Anon,” Mike said leaving the group behind with his weapon loaded and ready to fire.

“Jonah, you’re on ground control. If any Templar at the bottom finds me and Terry running on roofs it’s your job to take them out, but be sure to only kill Templars and no one else.”

“Understood, Anon,” Jumping down off the hotel Jonah took out his axe from its sheath and started to scout below, Leaving Terry and Anon the only two left.

“Well, Terry I hope you’re not afraid of a little bit of distance between us and the ground.”

“Don’t worry, the castle was more freighting then what we’re about to do, Anon.”

“Well, my mentor always said a free run is much better with a friend.”

“Oh, we’re friends now? Not five minutes ago did you say to Diamond that we’re ‘work acquaintances’?”

“Diamond tends to be a bit jealous if she knows if I have more friends than her. I mean, her only friend is literally Silver spoon I see no one else visiting the mansion.”

“That sounds nice, um, but aren’t we supposed to run?” Terry asked Anon.

“Oh, right, let’s go do that.” Dashing to the edge of the room, Anon leaped across to the next roof followed by Terry.

Roof by roof the two assassins ran with agile and grace as they leaped and bounded across the modernized landscape. Though, it was not the same for Jonah.

“GAAAH- BLEH!” Shouted the guard, before her head was sent flying when Jonah’s axe separated her head from her neck.

Not just a few blocks away from the hotel. Jonah confronted a patrol squad heading towards the police station. He counted a least six guards all carrying pistols, police batons, and at least one unicorn.

Taking care of the unicorn first with a swift beheading, Jonah grabbed the lifeless body and tossed it towards an earth pony about to fire her gun. He then ran to the guard to close the gap between them and stabbed her throat with his hidden blade.

Seeing as Jonah was busy killing the second officer, the third ran at Jonah with a police baton hoping to give the cop killer a fatal head injury, but Jonah’s quick reflexes was fast enough to dodge the blunt weapon and used his other hand to plunge his axe right between the third cop’s shoulder and neck.

Removing his hidden blade from the second dead guard, Jonah tried to take out his axe, but it was too deep inside to even budge from Jonah’s attempt to remove it. Seeing him struggle for his weapon, the remaining cops decided to attack altogether to end the conflict.

The closest to reach Jonah first had her head pierced by the spike at the opposite side of Jonah’s axe when it was finally released from the third dead cop's body, the second closest tried a strike to his end, and was dodged when Jonah ducked under and swung his axe upward chopping her entire face clean off from the rest of her head.

Seeing as the last standing cop was vastly out matched by this mysterious cop killer, she decided to run away so she can alert any other cops for help. Just when Jonah was about to throw his weapon at the running guard her head exploded leaving only her body to drop on the floor leaving a pool of blood trailing down the streets.

Jonah, now covered in blood from fighting, began to look around his surroundings to see a tiny flash just a few yards ahead of him.

Waving his hand as a gesture of thanks to Mike for the long shot assistance, Jonah started to take care of the bodies leaving Anon and Terry to handle the rest.

[Police station][Anon 1st person]

“I don’t see a lot of guards; Jonah must have handled them all.” Terry said next to me.

“I’m still surprised that Clad did not hear Mike’s gun going off.” You said.

Both you and Terry are crouched down under Mr. Iron’s window. You told Terry to let his snake slither inside his office to distract him so you two can quickly open the window to finish the job, but that was four minutes ago and you still haven’t heard any screams.

“What the… the hell is this!?” You heard Clad said. Seeing his shadow move erratically signaled you and Terry to move in.

Terry opened the window wide open giving you entrance to his office. Clad decided to stop chasing the snake to see another intruder in his office. Taking his weapon out of his holster, Clad aimed his gun at Anon when he felt a burning sensation coming from his left shoulder, causing him to drop his side arm. You thanked Terry for shooting his blow dart, tackled Mr. Clad, and slit his throat with your blade.

“Ok, it’s done.” You told Terry climbing inside the office.

“My he rest in peace.” Terry preached.

Getting up from the floor you were caught frozen when you spotted some papers on the chief officer’s desk. You picked them up and began to read what Mr. Clad was writing about.

“Oh, Goddammit all to hell!” You shouted making Terry jump from surprise.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“They got them; this report says that today in the afternoon. Iron will showed up out of the blue and took all the bodies and evidence.” You told him.

“It’s not all bad. We at least saved an entire hive from being exposed.” Terry pointed out.

“I guess you’re right, I just hate to break the news to the rest of the group.”

“Tell us what? “Mike asked. Just after Mike entered to office, Jonah was the last to enter making you explain what happened.

“Well, shit. Now what do we do?” Jonah asked you.

“For now, we go back to the hotel. We spent too much time here and we can try the next day.”

“But, Anon, tomorrow is when we visit Will’s training center.” Mike explained.

“We can’t push our luck tonight. I'm sure a few police ponies are arriving soon since most of the neighborhood heard your gun going off.” Terry told Mike.

“It wasn’t my fault; if I did not shoot her then she would signal more police officers of Jonah’s presence.”

“Can we just stop already? Did any of you check what time it is?” Jonah asked.

You reached in your pocket for your watch to read it is past four in the morning.

“Day break is about to start, we need to go to the hotel. We can try again tomorrow night, but for now let’s all get the hell out of here.” You told them.

“What about the body?” Terry asked.

With that question, Jonah took out a large bottle of alcohol from his satchel, poured it all over the body, and lit it with a match causing is to burn.

“The body has been taken care of.” Jonah told Terry.

“Nice use with the bottle Diamond was holding, Jonah. But we still need it to be much bigger.” You dropped all the evidence connecting to your mission, and any other flammable objects to make to fire grow more and more, causing you and your team to exit out of where you came in and ran all the way back to your home base.

As you ran, you wonder about your mission and if it will also be engulfed by flames like that police pony. With you and your friends caught in the center.

Author's Note

ok, so there may be some mistakes, but hopefully not to bad. I just want all of you guys to have a wonderful year in 2015!

like always this is brotherhoof12 saying "Class of 2015 rules!"