Class 1-A's Assassin

Chapter 4- First Kill

*AN: Since none put in any input to who to ship, I'm gonna ship you with someone I think would fit really well. No It's not Miruko like I was thinking originally. I realized someone else would fit better into this story, so that's who I'm gonna pick.

Also warning!! This chapter contains self-harm and also murder, so proceed with caution.

Previously:

Tomorrow, was a special day for you though, you've practiced all you could with what you had, you've studied the techniques in that library thousands of times over, now it was time for you to make your sacrifice. 

Currently:

After yesterday's decision to complete your initiation to the order you needed to prepare yourself for what was to come. Your sacrifice. You grabbed the bandages, some ice, and started heating up the fire in the meeting room. You take the brand tongs, and stick them into the fire to heat them up.

You wait for about half an hour before checking the metal and seeing it's red hot. You double check to make sure you have everything you need nearby. You didn't have assistance so you'd have to treat your wounds yourself.

Quickly grabbing the tongs by the handle, you place your finger in between the hot ends of and clamp down. Feeling the burning sensation on your skin, you scream. Waiting a whole ten seconds to ensure the permanence of the mark.

As soon as the ten seconds are up, you plunge your hand into the ice and immediately the pain multiplies. But this just further solidifies the mark. It takes awhile, but your hand starts to feel really cold.

Now is the time for you to finally receive your blades. You grabbed the pair you thought would be the most useful in this time period, the hook blade. You could climb bigger spaces, and zipline across telephone lines. It would also give you more maneuverability in combat.

You now need to start your training with your hidden blade and get used to activating it without harming yourself. As well as getting used to climbing and ziplining with the hook.

(Time skip 2 months)

You've been honing your skills with the hook, and learning the finer triggers for the mechanism. They were surprisingly fluid in use, and didn't seem to take a whole lot of fine tuning to learn. It's one of those, easily learned, hard to master type of things. 

Thanks to the library yet again, you learned the techniques that the Ottoman assassins used with the hook blade as well as the leaping climb taught to Ezio when he retook Venice from the templars.

You also realize that phone lines aren't the best in terms of ziplining throughout Japan. You need to set up your own ziplines. To start you set up ziplining routes to major buildings, such as U.A. or the capital building. Then you branch off from those major routes. You start to have a network of ziplines throughout the city. 

One night while installing a ziplines anchor, you overheard someone talking down below you. "Boss says that someone has been setting up ziplines on the roof, he seems worried." This peaked your interest, mostly because you were the one's setting the ziplines.

You couldn't hear a response, so you assumed they were on the phone. They continued, "Just keep an eye out and be careful. May the Father of Understanding guide us." They then hung up. 

Alarms rang in your head, this man was part of the Templar order, he was your enemy, and probably knew what happened to the people that killed your mother.  You felt rage and a need to get answers out of this guy. 

Getting to the edge of the building, you see him below you in an alley looking up at the buildings opposite to you. He seemed to be on the lookout for something. 

You jumped on top of him and slammed his face into the ground. He was dazed, you needed answers. You activated your hidden blades, and held them to his throat. "Who's your boss?!"

After regaining his bearings, the man spat out, "You won't be getting answers out of me assassin dog!" You applied pressure with the tip of your blade, drawing blood.

"Tell me or the blade goes deeper." The man couldn't see it, put you were sweating bullets, and you were shaking. You were threatening to kill a man and you were only 10.

"F-fine!" Although the rest of you was shaking, your hands were surprisingly level, and once the blood trickled down his throat, he knew you weren't joking. "The grandmaster, is Nezu."

(AN: Didn't see that coming, did ya?)

You were shocked, the man who was in charge in every generation of heroes since he became the principle of U.A. was a templar that believed in absolute control of society. You unfortunately couldn't let this man live, he knew the assassins were back you were one of them. 

With tears in your eyes, and your body trembling, you put pressure on the blade, and severed his throat, he choked on his own blood, and died shortly after. You were trembling,  you were not ok. You just killed a man. You could have made another child just like you, an orphan, alone and afraid. 

You sat against the wall and clutched your head, you were crying, trying to rationalize inside your head, that he was an enemy that would kill you any chance that he got. While having your small panic attack, you saw a puppy walk out from the entrance of the alley from the corner of your eye. It came up to you and nudged your leg.  

Getting out of your thoughts, you looked at the dog, and pet it. It calmed you down. You picked up the dog and hugged it. Crying into it's little body. 

After finally calming down enough to look at the dog, I realized that she didn't have a collar. 

"Do you wanna come with me girl?" She let out a little yip and licked your face. You laughed, this was a good distraction from what you just did. You picked up the puppy, and held her in your right hand while you climbed with the hook blade. 

You used the ziplines to make it back, you began thinking of names for the dog. You wanted something simple but also unique. "M" you said quietly. This one stuck for you.