It was the 5th of October, 1793
The two soldier held my arms firmly as they brought me into the court. They sat me down on a chair next to the Court Jury. "The time has came. We will decide whether or not, you will be sent to the guillotine." The Jury said in a mannerly voice. "I didn't opp-", My sentence was cut off by the jury. "You have no other words left to say. You shall be sent to the guillotine". "Wait! I didn't get time to speak! You have to listen to me please." I begged the jury as the courts dragged me out of the courthouse.
They tossed me into a carraige and brought me into a cell. "Go dress up, you have to be ready for the execution" The guard told me as he locked the gate. They gave me a set of clothes, and a hat. I wore the clothes and got out. They escourted me out of the cell to a skinny hallway. There I met a soldier who held scissors. He reached for my long hair and snipped it. I was brought back to the carraige, they drove me to a wide space, and a crowd ready to watch my execution.
The floor was damp and wet, which was beside a cathedral. I watched headless bodies being thrown into a basket, which they then later take out to sea. The heads of those bodies was in one big large basket. They took me out of the carraige and brought me up the steps to the guillotine. "Sir, I'm sorry. I really didn't oppose to the revol-" I asked for forgivness. "Enough. Your time has came. This is your fate. Now get on the guillotine" The executioner had sorrow in his eyes which he was unable to hide. They strapped me onto the board and pushed me under the blade. They then locked my head into a board. They locked it with a black lock, with me unable to move my head. I looked into the basket under my head, a basket of blood. The executioner layed his hand on the lever and was ready to press down. "You ready?" The executioner asked. "I guess". "Ok, now's the time". Just when he was about to press down the lever, a bullet went straight through his head. I moved my head to see what had just happened. That's when I saw my hooded friend on the rooftop of the Notredam.
YOU ARE READING
THE GUILTY | A Book By Y00NGI_M
FanfictionThis book was inspired by "Assassin's Creed: Unity" It was October 5th, 1793, nearly a year after King Louis XVI had been executed. Robespierre had just set up a party called "The Jacobins", their objective was to kill anyone who were believed to ha...
