Mon Petit Sicarius

by Capricious Comma

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Alternate Universe, Adventure, Tragedy
Length: 232

Her feathers shifted against the wind, her wings expanded, and she jumped. The angel of Death.

Equestria, a land lost to genocide, famine, and war. In it's ashes a new Equestria arose, with new ideas, ponies, and government. The princess' were chained, charged for failing to prevent the suffering of so many, and in their place a Communist government was formed. There are, however, still people who betray the government, who are still loyal to the princess' that are bound in prison. These ponies of all races, are called the Sicarius' of Equestria.
There is one, destined to free the princess from her tower so that it is she who can cast light on Equestria once more, and the one is a pony…
They call her, Rainbow Dash.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-25 05:34:03 UTC

Prologue

Mon Petit Sicarius

Prologue

Story created by Capricious Comma

"It is in our creed to meet death and sickle with open arms. To meet him otherwise would be facetious."

"Si, el patron."

"Now sleep, mi señora. Tomorrow is a very important day for you."

"Si."

The older, much more robust pegasus elegantly moves towards the door, his long black drapes following after his movements dramatically.

"Ah, el patron? Wish me luck!"

The aged pegasus momentarily stops at the door that belongs to the only other pegasus within the radius, and he glances back at her with a stern look, and replies simply, "I will pray for you, Rainbow Dash."  His statement is that of gratitude, the grace of age and wisdom have allowed the response to be less threatened.

The small pegasus watches as the man of god leaves, allowing her to be with her thoughts.

Her name, is Rainbow Dash. Her mane a variety of colors, her complexion a light attractive blue, and her eyes a moderete cerise. Glaring through the thick darkness of the night, the young pegasus shuffled her way to her bed, her ruffled mane falling on her shoulders.

"Tomorrow, I will finally become a part of the offical Sicarius group. I will be an assassin!"

The pegasus giggled to herself, refraining from showing- no, screaming her excitement. Tomorrow, she would be tested, and she would pass.