Keeping things color-coded, the best thing I can do with the resources provided to me and the skills at my disposal.

ON WITH THE SHOW!

Ezio watched ponies walk by, trying to handle all of this information his mind was being assaulted with at the same time he following Rainbow Dash.

"So, ponies don't normally wear clothes?"

"Yes, I mean no, I mean... you're correct."

"You're not the sharpest blade on the rack, are you?"

"Hey, I may not have gone to college or anything, but I'm the captain of the weather team and one day I'll be a Wonderbolt."

"A Wonderbolt? Care to explain? First explain why you all run around in the buff, then explain the Wonderbolt thing."

"Well, it just was never a big deal unless ponies had to do politics or something, and the Wonderbolts are the best stunt flyers in all of Equestria!"

"Stunts?"

"Yeah, feats of dexterity and agility, they make you look cool if you do them right."

"Sounds useless, just show-off moves that don't do anything."

Rainbow Dash stopped trotting, turned around and faced the assassin, and put on her best angry face.

"And what can you do?"

"Let's race and you'll see."

"Alright fine, from here to the other side of town, diagonally, ready set GO!"

Rainbow Dash took off, galloping as fast as she could.

Ezio climbed up the nearest building and began roof-jumping across the town.

Over the buildings, a particularly long jump landed him in somepony's upper floor window.

"Hey, what's the big ide-*gasp* HUMAN!" Lyra tried to grab at the running man, but he was too fast and she couldn't catch him.

"No time, I have a race to win!" Ezio called back, continuing his parkour.

Rainbow Dash was cruising along at a good speed, she hadn't even seen 'Altair' since the start.

"Wow that guy is slow, I bet he hasn't found his way out of the street yet."

The daredevil made a sharp turn, nearly tipping over, but narrowly catching herself before the fall.

The goal was just up ahead, the other side of Ponyville, only fifty feet away!

She saw something land on the point she had been focusing on, it was big, and it stood up on two legs.

"What the?" it was too late to slow down, with a mighty *THUD*, the mare crashed into the man, sending both of them tumbling to the ground.

Legs went flying into a frenzy as the two lost control of their directions, ending up slamming into the ground hard, with the master taking the brunt of the force.

"Ohhhh, merda... hehe, usually the women I talk to wait until after the date to come onto me like this."

Rainbow Dash opened her eyes and realized that she had her muzzle pressed up against her rival's crotch.

"Eeeeeewwwwww!" she shrieked as she recoiled back trying to get away from the man.

"Hehe, right, so I won, congratulations to me."

"Yeah yeah yeah, so what's the punishment? And I swear that I will feed you your teeth if you sa-"

"Hush Dashie, I'm thinking." 'Altair' silenced her with a finger on her lips.

"Don't call me tha-"

"Ssssshhhhh, thinking............. okay I have an idea."

"Yeah?"

"Polish my blades."

"Wha-? No way bozo! Wait, blades, as in more than one? Dear Celestia what have I-"

*shing*

"I believe you misunderstood me, I meant my knives." Ezio removed the blades from their mechanisms, disassembling them down to the individual pieces.

Hook blade shell, poison blade effect, and two other parts that looked like a hammer blade shell and some blade effect with wires and a strange box.

"Oh, right, well, why can't you do it?"

"I can, but you are going to be doing it."

"Is that really all you're going to do?"

"Yes, yes it is."

"Seriously?"

"Is there a problem?"

"Yeah! You run for your life to beat me in the best thing that I do, a race. You get all ragged in an attempt to beat me. When you finally cross the finish line before I do, you don't even try to take advantage of our bet?"

"What is wrong with that?"

"I just thought that you'd want to dish out some more serious punishment."

"If you want, I could bend you over and ride you until the sun sets, how does that sound?" he might have sounded a little too sincere in that sarcastic offer.

"Eeeeewwwww, no. No no no, a thousand times no!"

"Then stop whining, it annoys me when people whine. Whining is weak."

"Oh you think you're big stuff huh?"

"I am physically twice your size." he deadpanned.

"I don't care. Well then, Altair, I'll clean your blades, I'll clean 'em so good they'll shine so bright you'll go blind."

"Well that would be a bit rude."

"Come on then, loser, let's go."

"You are the loser here, Dashie."

"Shut up."

"Scratch that, sore loser."

Rainbow Dash only grumbled as she led the way to her cloud house.

"Add the word 'idiotic' to the 'sore loser' title."

"It's not my fault that you can't fly."

"Your idiotic response does not support the resistance of the label of 'idiotic'."

"You're really starting to piss me off, Altair."

"I am sorry, but making fun of you is simply too much fun." he suddenly burst out laughing for no particular reason.

"Yeah yeah yeah, laugh it up." Rainbow Dash surprised the assassin by lifting him onto her back and flying up to her home.

Ezio immediately ceased laughing and quickly did every religious symbol gesture he could.

"Hm?" his fingers brushed hard against one of his pouches, feeling something new inside of it.

He reached in an pulled out a necklace with a little horseshoe charm and a white tag attached..

'Pony Form Necklace, to activated, simple press the button on the horseshoe.

Please allow 30 minutes of downtime between transformations, lest the magical 'timer' not be reset.

Extended amounts of time in pony form may cause side effects, including:

1 hour: possessing pony magic in your natural body, which may be deadly to you.
2 hours: perceiving normalness in pony perspective, such as the consumption of grass or the pony standards of beauty.
3 hours: pony mannerisms, such as nuzzling others to show affection or licking another's face to show love.
4 hours: the effects between this stage and the next are temporary, they include hallucinations, many physical symptoms, making pony sounds when your body feels it appropriate to, among other things.
12 hours: permanent effects of pony form, including earthly strength for earth ponies, horns and pony magic for unicorns, and wings for pegasi, however you can and will lose at least a partial semblance of your original instincts and behavior.

Use this magical device with care.

P.C.S.S. approved, E.M.S.A. failed.

Ezio tentatively pressed the button on the miniscule horseshoe, a flash of magic burst out, and suddenly he was a pony..

"GAH! What was tha- what happened to you?"

Rainbow Dash slowed to a hover, allowing Ezio to get off of her and hover next to her, showing off his pony form.

"I think it is magic, but I am not sure, I do like this form though, because I can fly."

"I... I guess it's cool."

"I believe that we can save your questions for after we enter your house."

Ezio flew up to the porch of the cloud-house without waiting, but he was gentlemanly enough to wait for her to catch up.

"Allow me." he opened the door and held it for his companion.

Rainbow Dash blushed slightly, she had never really been treated like this, if Rarity liked being treated like a 'lady' all the time, the daredevil was started to see why, it was kinda nice.

"Uh, thanks."

"My pleasure, it would dishonor me as a man to not act gentlemanly for a mare like yourself."

The cyan pegasus didn't know how to respond, but she could get used to this feeling, it was like she was already famous or something.

"I must say, your abode is quite simple, but charming in such simplicity."

"Uh, thanks."

"No, thank you, here, I just need you to clean these parts."

Rainbow sat on the couch and looked at the pieces laid out on the coffee table.

Two blades, a hook thing, a hammer thing, a small fluid tank, a weird battery inside a setup, and two mechanism cases.

The blades were coated in blood, same with the hook, and the fluid tank was partially empty. The mare gulped in fear at the implications, blades don't get coated in blood unless they stab somepony. She looked over at 'Altair', who was looking around the room, taking in his surroundings.

She trotted into the kitchen to fetch a washcloth, returning to find a new item on the table, a glass bottle about the size of a bottle of cough syrup, with a label reading 'metal cleaning oil'.

"Did you put this here?"

She looked over to the assassin, finding him playing with Tank.

"Hm? Oh, yes, I realized that it would be difficult to clean metal blades without the proper materials, and I conveniently had a bottle of cleaning oil on hand."

Dash looked down to the materials in front of her, going about the proper steps, she had cleaned metal things before.

Get the cloth dampened with oil, use long strokes when wiping the blades clean, in less than a minute or two the job was done.

"Such a strange creature, what is this thing?"

"Oh, Tank is a turt-tortoise, he's a tortoise."

"Tank is its name?"

"Yeah, Tank is his name Dash confirmed, correcting the usage of 'it'

"Wow, Leonardo you crazy bastardo, you actually did it."

"Who's Leonardo?"

"Leonardo da Vinci, my best friend, he stuck by my side through thick and thin."

"Wait, you knew Leonardo da Filli?,I thought he lived like, five hundred years ago?"

"I obviously said 'Vinci', not 'Filli', I knew my own Leonardo, not your bastardized copy, he was a wonderful friend."

"Tell me more, history class in school was kinda boring, but I could stop myself from hearing some stuff. It would be cool to hear it from a first-hoof source though, I guess."

"Well, here's the tale of it, Leonardo was always somewhat crazy, but the enjoyable kind of crazy. I remember that when I was named the Mentore del Assassino, it turned out that the officiator was Leonardo, he had joined the Order not long before, and used his smarts to climb up to the rank of book-holder, just so he could surprise me. After that, he stuck with me for a long time, but the most memorable times were when we were in his workshop, because he was an inventor. He once had this idea for something called a 'tank', he would build it like a crab, because crabs are apparently stable and sturdy creatures in his eyes. He attached a small cannon to it, the idea was to have something to protect you while you invade enemy lines."

"If you could see tanks nowadays, I think Leo would piss himself."

"Anyways, he even accompanied me and Sofia to the Masyaf, though his attempts at providing comic relief fell on deaf ears, I still remember him, so jovial and crazy, even in late life. Don't ask about the Masyaf, I don't want to talk about it, ever."

"I get it, so..." Rainbow couldn't really think of anything else to say.

"You have a lute?" Ezio whiplashed the subject simply by pointing a hoof to the red Fender Stratuscaster laying against the wall.

"What? Oh, no that's my guitar."

"Does it play like a lute? Because I am very skilled at the lute."

"I guess so."

"Excellent."

Ezio trotted over to the Stratuscaster, picked it up, and looked at the time.

More than an hour had passed, but no more than two hours, even more excellent.

The assassin pressed the tiny button on his Pony Form Necklace, changing back into a human, but feeling light. He continued to stand on the clouds, not sinking through them like one would think he would.

His dexterous fingers began playing the guitar, getting a feel for it and tuning the strings as necessary.

"While I prepare, tell me more about modern wonders."

"Well, if you ever need to be heard louder or something, there are these things called microphones, some ponies just call it a 'mic', though. I don't know why I just thought about them, I guess I just have music on the brain."

"Anything else? Tanks are apparently a thing, what of other utilities of war?"

"Well, there are these things called mines, it's like a bomb, but it explodes when you step on it. And since you step on it, you're right there, literally on top of it, so they say that you're pretty much guaranteed dead. They're usually placed all over in fields and stuff for maximum coverage."

"Alright, I'm ready, I'll try to sing, but I'm not very good at improvisation or making sensible lyrics. I have no skills in either of these practices, so expect the worst, as I will sing whatever comes to mind."

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.

He began the strings.

*tun-tun tun-tun tun-tun tun*

*tun-tun tun-tun tun-tun-tun TUN*

"♪Slice through ice
♪Minefield mics
♪Tone-wheel cyclones
♪You're thoughts, mine
♪Wear fun death-suit
♪Tropical design
♪Blade grammar, to the death
♪Everybody run

♪Everybody run

♪Some hearts bleed
♪So do these
♪Some sounds can put tides in seas

♪We'll think till our minds align
♪That's when we're slicing through time
♪We'll think till our minds align
♪That's when we're slicing through time
♪Three thousand thoughts in our mind
♪That's when we're slicing through time
♪We'll think till our minds align
♪That's when we're slicing through time

♪Fight through ice
♪Toxic sound
♪Line for line
♪Line for line
♪There are worlds up above
♪There are worlds inside

♪Some hearts bleed
♪So do these
♪Some sounds can put tides in seas, in seas, in seas, in seas, in seas.

♪Everybody run

♪We'll think till our minds align
♪That's when we're slicing through time
♪We'll think till our minds align
♪That's when we're slicing through time
♪Three thousand thoughts in our mind
♪That's when we're slicing through time
♪We'll think till our minds align
♪That's when we're slicing through time."

Ezio finished the song by raising his hood up, which served purely to accentuate his badassery.

"So... awesome." Rainbow Dash smushed her cheeks together in the signature face.

"N'aw, well, there is no need for any applause, your expression says it all." the master put up a good front.

"DEAR GOD THAT IS CUTE! MY HEART! IF IT, as well as the rest of my body, WASN'T OF A REJUVENATED HEALTH, I WOULD SURELY HAVE DIED AT THIS POINT!"

-Outside Ezio's head-

"Alright dude, I gotta say, with the coolness, awesomeness, and radicalness that you're packin', it's no wonder you're, like, a counterpart to me. Say~, ya wanna go pull off some pranks?"

"Pranks? This is a term that I am unfamiliar with."

"Just practical jokes pulled on other ponies, we're just messin' with them, y'know."

"Is it like sabotage?" the best course of action would be to establish a mutual understanding through synonymic negotiation.

"I guess, kinda, except you don't hurt anypony, you just mess with their stuff, or them."

"Ah, I see, like a sabotage mission, non-lethal methods only, I accept, it sounds fun."

"It is, come on, be a pony and let's fly!"

"Right behind you." for some reason, Ezio felt his accent slip into a French one for a second, accompanied by a strange urge to inhale the fumes of burning plants wrapped in paper, and the normal urge to stab something in the kidneys.

Specifically the kidneys, non-instantaneous death, and very painful, since the victim would probably piss blood a couple of times before dropping.

The door opened up and the two flew away.

"So, again, it just seems like you went through a lot of trouble to avoid cleaning your stuff."

"It was not trouble at all."

"Altair, dude, you raced me of all ponies, that's going through a lot of trouble."

"I am much faster than you on land, combine this fact with the other fact that I am a master in free-running, and you did not stand a chance."

"Hey~, I'm the faster pony in Equestria."

"And still, you were so unsure of your title that you decided to challenge a hapless elderly man, shame on you, shame." this was accompanied by a chortle of cleverness.

"Hey, you're not that old, I don't think... how old are you?"

"I am fifty four years old, very near death."

"You must come from a shitty place then, because life expectancy in Equestria is a full century."

"Well then I guess that I am lucky I ended up here. I must ask though, on our earlier point, why did you challenge me?" the pair stopped all horizontal movement, hovering above one of the many streets of Ponyville.

"I don't know. I just felt like I needed to test you or something, no reason other than that." Rainbow Dash looked down, trying to find a pony to prank.

"What about that one?" Ezio pointed down to a pegasus standing outside of Sugarcube Corner, looking into the building.

"Dude, are you just terrible with names or what? That's Fluttershy, we don't prank her, ever."

"Why is that? Is she short tempered, I did not have much in the way of interacting with her earlier."

"No, she's really fragile-minded, she once tried being more assertive, but she turned into a jerk. She's better now."

"How fragile-minded? Can you put it into an analogy?"

"She's literally afraid of her own shadow. We found that out the hard way. Don't let that fool you though, sometimes she breaks into a tiny ball, sometimes she breaks into a spiky one."

"I see. I say that we prank that one then." a hoof was pointed to a gray pegasus flying overhead.

"That's Derpy, or Ditzy, I don't know which, she's never told me. We shouldn't prank her, she'd probably hurt herself. She once was accidentally breaking stuff at Town Hall, so I told her to sit down and do nothing. She sat down, and broke through the floor."

"Ass of steel. *ahem* Sorry. How about that one?" he pointed to a purple pony with a dark magenta mane stumbling through the well-populated street.

"Berry Punch, the town drunk."

"Let's go talk to her."

"Why?"

"Why?... Wine Ought?" Ezio wasn't a comedian, but he knew how to make a pun.

Rainbow facehoofed at the pun, it was a bit funny, but too awful to laugh at.

"Come on, we get drunk, we talk about things we wouldn't talk about sober, maybe make out, I like doing things that I think I'll regret, but never do."

"Dude, that's creepy, I'm only twenty, you're old enough to be my granddad."

"Every generation thinks that they invented sex, then they find out, with no lack of pleasant surprise, that the previous generation enjoyed it as well."

"Again, creepy."

"Enough talk. No more thinking, it is time for drinking." he swooped down to meet Berry Punch on the ground.

"Hello madam, I am Altair Ibn-La'Ahad. You may be aware that a giant monster attacked the town earlier. I am one of the six who killed it and saved all the ponies' lives, I do not ask much, just a few bottles of alcoholic beverage so that I may unwind after such an intense conflict." he put on his most charming smile, even going so far as putting down his hood.

"... Ih'kay, here yesh go." Berry fumblingly reached into her saddlebag and pulled out two carefully padding-wrapped bottles of wine.

Dash was surprised at this, and swooped down to join the assassin.

"Could you throw in some cider?"

"... Oh, Ih'kay." the inebriated mare brought out two large thermos of hard cider.

"Thank you for your respect to those who sav-... prevent deaths." Ezio was lying through not just his teeth, but his whole mouth.

Preventing death was the exact opposite of his job.

"Thanks."

Berry waved at the six pegasi as they flew away, wondering how exact triplets met exact triplets, and why they didn't need six bottles, one for each.

Hey bleary eyes turned back to the road, her next order of business was to remember where she lived.

The Elements of Loyalty cracked open their respective alcohol of choice, 'Altair' had enough space in his cloak for all four containers, so they didn't have to go far, just up to the nearest cloud.

"Aa~ah, I love cider."

"From what you told me, it is wine with apples."

"That is amazing, I never thought about it like that." Dash looked at the glass the master had offered, and poured it full.

It was time for funny impersonations.

"I say, darling, this is most... delectable." okay, doing a Rarity impression is hard when one doesn't know any big, fancy words besides a couple picked up from Twilight.

Ezio picked up on this joke immediately, and joined in.

"Guh... I'm a gun-lover, come on, let's snort sugar off of each other." it was kinda funny how Ezio didn't know what cocaine was.

"Well ah'll be, another pony just like me, howdy howdy howdy." drunk ponies get an exemption from offending things said during drunkness, and Rainbow was a super-lightweight.

"I live in Georgia, and I know all about you from the stories. I have nothing else." granted doing a Lee impression, when the only information he had been able to get was that he taught history and was from 'Georgia, America', was hard.

"OhmygoshIlovestoriesheyheyheydoyouknowanystoriestellmeastorymisterI'llevenpayforitherehaveacupcake." speaking fast was nigh equivalent to a Pinkie impression.

"I do science." if it wasn't obvious that he could only be impersonating his teammates, then Wilson would be one among hundreds.

"I do science too, and magic, and stuff, I love Celestia! Do y'wanna know how her cutie marks taste? Because my favorite hobby is kissing her ass." It was frightening, how easily that came out, but then again Dash had consumed twice the alcohol than she had when she did the Pinkie impression.

"I... uh... stay close to me, I'm your best chance for survival." the assassin wasn't sure how that constituted as a John impression, but it sounded like something he would say. "Um, let me show you where to go." he didn't pick up much information from Michael.

"..." this was, surprisingly, not a Fluttershy impression, even though it was a damn good one, Rainbow Dash was unconscious.

"Hehe, I have been inspired and will do a very original joke." he flew off, making a mental note where the cloud was.

Due to his previous experience and natural tolerance, Ezio, despite drinking something twice as strong, was still stone-cold sober.

He found a store that sold writing utensils, and swords. The sign literally said "Writing Utensils, and Swords.", ironically, the sign was in paint, which they didn't sell.

Ezio plotted, he needed to pull off the greatest stealth move in assassin history, something so stealthy that Templars never saw it coming.

He would be the most inconspicuous motherfucker in a five mile radius.

*ring-a-ding* the front door's store-bell rang as the stallion walked inside, nodding to the clerk as he browsed the shelves.

This store was so odd, if the info he was able to Eagle Vision Hearing catch from Michael and Twilight were correct, cross-analyzed with Lee's information, then this place was similar to the early twenty first century. It was scary to him, being in a place where he should be long dead, but that didn't stop him from trying to buy something like a normal person.

Like a normal person...

Like a normal pony...

"Has it already been two hours?" he looked at the instructions tab on his amulet again.

Extended amounts of time in pony form may cause side effects, including:

1 hour: possessing pony magic in your natural body, which may be deadly to you.
2 hours: perceiving normalness in pony perspective, such as the consumption of grass or the pony standards of beauty.
3 hours: pony mannerisms, such as nuzzling others to show affection or licking another's face to show love.
4 hours: the effects between this stage and the next are temporary, they include hallucinations, many physical symptoms, making pony sounds when your body feels it appropriate to, among other things.
12 hours: permanent effects of pony form, including earthly strength for earth ponies, horns and pony magic for unicorns, and wings for pegasi, however you can and will lose at least a partial semblance of your original instincts and behavior.

Use this magical device with care.

P.C.S.S. approved, E.M.S.A. failed.

"E.M.S.A. failed? What does that even mean?"

"Ooh buddy, don't mess with that then, the E.M.S.A. is the Equestrian Magic Safety Association. If something is E.M.S.A. failed, it isn't safe for ponies to use it." the clerk explained, watching the strange talking stallion find a box of Craloya Markers and walk up to the counter.

"How much to buy this?" he asked, looking at the swords section.

"That'll be two bits, sir, will that be all?"

"No, I need to buy a sword, my own is rusted over." Ezio looked at the poorly blade.

It had been fine before, despite being about four hundred years old, but now was reduced to a thin slab of pure rust.

"Alright then sir, what would you like?" the clerk smiled, eager to sell more.

"A sword, I just said that- are you paying attention- good god sir I don't mean to sound rude but-" he was really going to say it, after waiting so long to say it, he was going to say it, "-but back in my day, clerks had functional ears."

Ezio didn't wait for any response and trotted over to the sword section.

Browsing through the shelves, the assassin looked at the various designs, intrigued by the appearances.

"I was listening to you, sir, I was asking you what sword you would like." the clerk clarified, trotting over to help.

"Oh, well now I just feel like a jackass, I'm sorry. Let's get to business, shall we?"

"Yeah, I guess we just got off on the wrong hoof."

"So I need something able to kill a stallion in a few strikes."

"Wait, do you plan on murdering somepony with one of these?" the clerk was an earth pony, and this hooded guy was a pegasus, so he could easily be thrown out of the store if the need arose.

"It is for... hero stuff, I need it to... slay evil."

"Well why didn't you just say so? I have this enchanted sword here, perfect for slaying evil." the clerk reached over and pulled a slightly glowing sword off of the shelf.

It was fine craftsponyship, engraved with several versions of the Roaman Cowlick 'Holy t'.

The mighty master, Mentore del Assassino Ezio Auditore da Firenze, who was revered as a glorious man of undying wisdom, competency, rationality, and grace, hissed like a cat and slapped the sword, which so audaciously bore the Templar's cross on it, out of the other stallion's hooves and onto the floor, where he kicked it far away.

"I guess that's a no. Well I have this sword, I think you might like it, I saw that symbol on your sash when you so reared up and violently rejected that other sword, AH-HA, here it is." the clerk pulled another sword down from the shelf.

The blade was quite smooth, resembling a three foot long hidden blade. The end of the blade had the Assassin's 'Droplet' on it, complete with a concave tip that was perfect for stabbing. The handle was half and inch longer that the width of a hand, Ezio even changed back to human form to hold it.

It felt light, this sword, frosted rubies resembling blood droplets trailed down the length of the blade not just embedded, but seemingly filling in perforations in the steel structure. The handle was slightly rough in a way that made one's grip on it more steady. The pommel was an upside-down Assassin's 'Droplet' positioned perfectly for reverse-grip stabbing.

A button on the handle stood out slightly, Ezio pressed it, causing the blade to collapse inwards like a collapsible baton would, five times it collapsed ending with a four inch blade that could be easily confused for a dagger.

The sheath for in was for the dagger, it was a concealable sword.

"I'll take this."

"Alrighty then sir, if you would just come over here." Ezio had begun swaying a little bit, he changed to pony form to steady himself out, but that only half-helped.

Funny thing about alcohol, it can still be absorbed into your bloodstream even when not being drank, so the rest of a bottle and a half of wine was starting to affect him.

Right, sho what ish the tot'l?" he had already started slurring.

"That would be five hundred and two bits."

Ezio looked into his money pouch, he had snagged several coins from that brick box earlier, but after counting his total he frowned.

He had five hundred and one bits.

"It sheemsh I am a bit short on coinsh. Damn, the Creed would be disshapointed in meh."

"Creed? I have a letter from an organization called that." the clerk hoofed over an envelope.

Ezio took the envelope in his mouth and chewed it open, spitting out bits of paper and looking at the seal, it was the same disguise seal for the Creed that he knew.

'Dear Mentore del Assassino, Ezio Auditore

The Apple of Harm prophesized to us your coming, we have been without guidance for almost a year now, and we know that you are destined to arrive in Ponyville, Equestria, I have made sure to send assistance there immediately, they should arrive the day after you do.

We hope that you take to us as you have in your world, that the form of 'human' is not a problem in your leadership, for we require your duties.

Long live the Creed, long stand the Order.

Everything is a lie, Nothing is forbidden.

Signed, Ore Lover

PS: The Matryoshka Sword is as concealable as the Hidden Blade. I hope it is to your standards, it is my own personal design.

Ezio had to stop for a second, reading the last part over again.

He didn't know what a Matryoshka was, he had a good knowledge of Russian history and culture, but maybe Matryoshka was some sort of 'future' thing. The sword was really good, though, it felt strong and reliable.

"Just like... who do I know that is strong and reliable?" there was John, Ezio had gotten that sort of vibe from the huge man, if he was even a man underneath that terrifying armor suit.

"Right, what was my total again?"

"Two bits, I was told to give this to the one who receives the letter, so that's free, but the markers are two bits."

"Right, here you go, two florins." the pegasus hoofed over a pair of stylized gold coins.

"Um, okay thanks, if you don't mind me asking, sir, what do you need markers for?" the earth pony tilted his head slightly, wondering why a hero would require such items.

"I had this idea for a prank, I might be the first to think of it, but I'm going to draw gallus all over somepony's face." the middle-aged stallion snickered at the thought, 'This is going to be so funny!'

Strapping the sword to his side in human form, the assassin flew off in pony form with the markers' box between his teeth.

Ezio peered throughout the sky, where was the cloud he had left Dash on?

A bit of rainbow tail trailed off of a much higher cloud, twitching and shifting.

Now, the assassin was about to fly his happy ass right up there and get to drawing cocks all over Rainbow's face, but he saw something over the edge, another pony on the cloud.

He flew his suddenly not-happy-at-all ass right up there and stealthily observed what was going on.

Some random punk pegasus had found the speedster's body laying on a cloud, unconscious, and decided in whatever twisted brain he had, that this would be a flawless way to pull off a rape.

Too bad that it was not flawless, and the flaw was 'Altair'.

'I'm going to scare this bastardo so bad it somehow removes his gallus."

Ezio slowly approached, keeping silent, the stallion was licking his lips in anticipation of claiming his prey.

"Under the burning sun" came a whisper.

The stallion stopped licking his lips, shocked by the sudden presence, it did feel a lot hotter suddenly.

"You feel the winter's breath."

The would-be rapist shivered, like a balloon of ice cold water was splashed onto him.

"You hear a whisper of fate."

Now he was burning, freezing, and confused, above all he was scared.

"You're breaking into a sweat."

The heat made him sweat, but every time a droplet of the stuff escaped his pores, he was hit with a spike of cold pain. He wanted to stop this.

"You look around for the source."

He was, indeed, looking around for where it came from, he didn't look below the cloud, though, which was exactly where Ezio was.

"It's just a voice on your head."

That was confusing and terrifying, "W-w-w-who are y-y-you?" he tentatively asked.

"I am the reaper of death."

"W-w-w-what do y-y-you w-want f-f-from m-me?" he demanded, though it came out more as a pitiful request.

"I have come for your head."

A cold hoof snaked its way around his neck, locking him in place.

*shick*

*shick*

Two waves of pain assaulted his mind, something had just stabbed his wings!

*shing-shing-shing-shing-shick-shing*

And now he had been stabbed through the torso.

Ezio moved the bastard to another cloud, laying him helpless on his back with no flight and little chance of survival.

"Why are you doing this?"

"You do not harm my Order, in any way, or you will pay."

"What order?"

"The Order of Assassins, now then..." without another word, Ezio sliced a shallow, bleeding cut on the stallion's neck, not too deep as to choke him on his own blood, but deep enough to cause some blood flow

The assassin watched as his kill writhed on the cloud, trying to breathe, but breathing is hard when your throat is bleeding.

"P...lea...se, ju...st....kill....me." the stallion begged.

Ezio's eyes briefly glowed, showing angry amber irises under that mysterious grey cloak.

"Recquiescat en Pace."

And then the other stallion was dead from a heavy wound to the neck, making it look like it had snapped. This left the master with a body to hide.

*plop*

A body that could no longer float on clouds... shit!

Ezio flew down and caught the body, looking for a place to hide it, the hay was a no-go, because ponies ate that stuff. There was a farm, was that Sweet Apple Acres?

He flew over to the Acres and glided down to the ground, leaving the body in a tree that he marked with an X in cuts.

"What're y'all doin' here?" shit, Applejack had already found him.

"I need a shovel."

"Hmmm..." the farmer's eyes stared into his soul, "Alrighty, let me go get it then, juss bring it back 'soon as yer done."

"Of course." Ezio didn't really know how these 'Hellements of Armory' or whatever they were called, worked, but he felt that Honesty would have some sort of 'lie detector' built in.

A few minutes occupied by the pegasus humming some italian tune and the tiny droplets of blood dripping down from the corpse held up by branches passed, and finally the orange earth pony returned, shovel in tow.

'Alrighty, here ya go."

Ezio took it, muttering a "Thank you." before heading away to dig a hole.

Applejack returned to her work, bucking the apple trees, wondering who in the hay cut her tree.

*THUD-CRRCK* a body fell out of the branches, its neck snapping at an angle and pouring blood.

"Oh dear Celestia I just killed a pony." was her immediate reaction.

This was bad, this was so bad, this was very not good.

She decided to toss the body back up into the tree, trying to ignore it.

A dead manticore lay next to the hole that Ezio had dug, the fool had tried to attack a master assassin, it failed, receiving a tomahawk wound to the neck and a crossbow bolt to the eye.

Once the hole was sufficiently sized, the pegasus flew back to the farm to get the body.

Applejack was working only a few trees away, she gave a nervous smile to the hovering stallion, secretly watching him.

Ezio was about to pull down the body when he suddenly spun around, facing her.

"Do you mind? Staring is quite rude."

"Oh, uh, sorry sugarcube." the orange farmer looked away.

*VWOOM* came the sound of something flying away really fast, causing Applejack to look back in surprise, the body was gone, and so was the pegasus.

"Oh muck."

Ezio dusted off his hooves, the body was buried and he got away with it scot-free.

He flew off towards the spot where Rainbow Dash had been left, luckily she was still there and unaffected.

The assassin's Harmony code was 'My duties are to the Order, but I am loyal only to myself.', so he did his duties to the Order and transported the daredevil home.

The second time around, Ezio took in the sight of his counterpart's home, it was really nice looking, with a few waterfalls of rainbows and several cloud pillars.

"I was unaware that such construction was possible, then again I have witnessed magic and talking ponies, so liquid rainbows and cloud carvings are not very far into the field of impossibility."

He entered the house and was surprised to see a templar, in pony form, standing there, sword drawn and held in a magical grip.

"Halt, assassin scum, your crimes are innumerable, prepare to die!" the templar shouted, charging the assassin with his sword in front of him.

Ezio swiftly ducked to the side, gently laying Rainbow Dash far from the templar.

"How did you get up here, unicorn templar bastard?"

"I followed you, dog, now DIE!"

Ezio was simply too fast, you can't kill what you can't hit, after all, and the templar was too slow to hit him.

The assassin drew his own sword, extending the blade out to its two foot length and parrying the templar's sword effortlessly.

Unfortunately, momentum can do a lot, and Ezio was powerless to stop this random templar from plowing into him.

*fwump* his sword fell onto the cloud floor, pegasus magic enchantments keeping it afloat.

"GAGH!" Ezio screamed as, not his body, but his mind felt like it had been hit with a ton of bricks.

He fell onto the floor, the hallucination of the templar vanished, leaving its creator to his misery.

"God... fuck... dammit... oh my head." he was in a new kind of pain he had never felt before.

4 hours: the effects between this stage and the next are temporary, they include hallucinations, many physical symptoms, making pony sounds when your body feels it appropriate to, among other things.
12 hours: permanent effects of pony form, including earthly strength for earth ponies, horns and pony magic for unicorns, and wings for pegasi, however you can and will lose at least a partial semblance of your original instincts and behavior.

Use this magical device with care.

He barely had enough strength left to press the button on the horseshoe to turn himself back into a human, but he did, he didn't want to be subject to the last of the effects.

The house was silent, Rainbow Dash's chainsaw-volume snoring of unconsciousness, Ezio's silent sleeping of exhaustion, no templars, hallucinatory or real, were present, no rapists, no alcohol because they had drank it all, nothing.

All there was, was a rainbow maned speedstar with a blue coat and a fiery attitude, and a brown maned killer with a tan coat and a murderous attitude.

Loyalty and Loyalty, brought into the sweet embrace of sleep by companionship.

Because Loyalty knows few limits, and sleep was one of them.

Author's Notes:

Trevor: 91a3b0 (cadet gray)
Master Chief: 8a9a5b (moss green)
Lee: 7b3f00 (chocolate brown)
Ezio: default red text setting
Wilson: default violet text setting
Michael/Guide: default blue text setting
Celestia: default yellow text setting
Golden Crest/Evening Warden: default orange text setting/default purple text setting, respectively.
♪ = singing, obviously

HERE'S MY JUSTIFICATION FOR LEONARDO'S SUDDEN PRESENCE (aka the game-to-story discrepancy):

Desmond's DNA memories are incomplete, corrupted over many generations. This also affects the completeness of certain memories that are still accessible. So from the game's view, Ezio and Sofia were alone, but what actually happened was that Leonardo was there, same with Ezio's Mentoring ceremony, Leonardo was the book holder.

Anyways, this is the first of a set of chapters where the pairs of element bearers build up a friendship, next is Lee and Fluttershy.

P1: Remember fans, do drugs, stay out of school, and don't eat vegetables.

P2: Keep on rockin'

P6: Yeah

P4: I write the ideas

P5: I have failed to organize the outro

P3: I'm Chuck 'fucking' Norris

P1: This outro has gone on for too long *snap*