Y/n L/n, former lord of the land, alongside Lords of the sun and moon, Celestia and Luna has been missing for the past 1000 years. Instead of the prince and husband to his mate Celestia, Y/n has been an rogue assassin, taking jobs to elimate the wor...
We open 9 years ago where Y/n dressed in several layers of fabric to protect himself from the ever sandy winds of Saudi Arabia.
He entered a small bar filled with shady looking people carving dolls out with knives and stabbing them with said knives or arm wrestling.
Y/n had a few eyes set on him but luckily his cutie mark, the literal only thing people know about him, was covered with his fabric.
He sat down on the bar and ordered his usual preferable drink of choice.
Y/: Vodka martini, shaken not stirred.
The bartender looked at him quizzically, normally he gave out beers or wine but not something as specific as that.
Just as the bartender left, Y/n felt a small knife at his neck, however his eyes and overall expression showed very little care of the threat he was facing.
A raspy but female voice whispered into his ear as the knife edged closer and closer
???: You don't get a lot of orders like that here in Saudi, especially in the slums. You're either some asshole who doesn't pay for his meals, or some rich asshole far from home cause he wants to see the world. I'm willing to bet you're door number two.
Y/n: You don't want to do this.
???: (Scoffs) Of course I do. You threatening me or somethin' ?
Y/n: Yes and no. Your hands are shaking, you're obviously nervous. This is probably your first time even threatening someone. Your grip on the knife is too tight and it looks like your crushing the thing. Finally that bead of sweat doesn't really spell confidence, does it ?
As he said that, the girl loosened her grip on the knife and wiped a bit of her sweat of as she grit her teeth in anger.
???: I'm gonna kill you, you fucker. I'm with the Wikerson gang ya' hear. My boss is the top killer in all of Equestria, he eats chumps like you for breakfast and once I tell him, you're dead
The younger Y/n could only laugh at the girl's words
Y/n: Aw, you're gonna have me killed ? That's cute. At least let me get my last point across on why you shouldn't do this.
???: (Scoff) Fine, why shouldn't I mess with you ?
Y/n: Because you REALLY don't want to do this.
He turns his head to the girl and locks his facial fabrics a bit showing his cutie mark to the girl. The mark of the Red Death.
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The dragon girl gasped knowing what that cutie mark meant and she tried to escape when the legendary assassin grabbed her by the wrist and forced her into a chair.
He grabbed the switchblade she had and embedded the blade so deep into the wood of the bar that not even her tremendous dragon strength could pull it out.
