A Rookie's Flight |Assassin's Creed Fanfiction|

Chapter 2

   Edward had fallen asleep shortly after I introduced myself. That was something I never quite understood. Why does everyone sleep but me?

   I sat silently, listening to the guards shouting in the street. I knew they wouldn't give up until they found me.

   The last thing I expected was to hear my father's voice shout, "Check every building in the immediate area! She can't be that far away!"

   I froze, and shot a look at Edward. He was still sleeping. The door slammed three levels down and Edward continued sleeping. How could he sleep that soundly?

   "Edward!" I said as loud as I dared. No response, so I did the next best thing. I picked up a rock that was sitting on the floor next to me and threw it at him. It hit him in the side of the head.

   He shot bolt upright. I put a finger to my lips and tapped my ear. I hoped he got the message as he tilted his head. I could hear the quiet creaking of the steps as the guard, maybe there were two, climbed up the stairs.

   "Are they looking for you?" he asked quietly.

   I nodded. "They won't give up until they find me."

   "That's what I thought," he sighed. "I can't believe I'm doing this. Pretend to be sleeping."

   "Sleeping?" I stared at him like he had horns. "Really?"

   "Trust me."

   I sighed and closed my eyes. I slowed my breathing to what I thought was a reasonable sleeping pace and held very still. I heard the door creak and resisted the urge to peek. There was a dull thud, then footsteps.

   I almost leaped out of my skin when Edward touched my shoulder. I jumped up and reached for my sword, even though I didn't know how to use it, before I realized I wasn't in danger. Edward looked amused as I glanced around. The guard lay in front of the door, I could tell he was still alive though.

   "I have an idea to get you away from the city," Edward said. "But you need to trust me. Don't question anything, that will make it easier."

   I hesitated. I'd just met this man and he already wanted me to trust him. "I..."

   "Please," he whispered. "I can train you to be an assassin, but you need to trust me first."

   I looked out the window before turning back to him. "Fine. What do you want me to do?"

   He smiled. "I need you to go back to your house with Starrick."

   I opened my mouth to object, then remembered what I'd just agreed to. I felt myself slump slightly. "Alright. What about you?"

   His cocky smile grew. "Don't question. I'll get you out of there. I promise."

   "Don't say anything else," I said, holding up a hand. "I'm going right now, and I might not if you keep yammering at me."

   He nodded and I ran out the door before I could think about what I was doing. I skipped every three stairs on the way down, bursting through the door and onto the street. All of the guards turned to me as I marched up to my father.

   "Rook!" he rushed forward and put his hands on my shoulders. "I knew you'd show up!"

   I pushed him away. "Yeah," I growled sarcastically. "I'm sure you were real worried."

   I could tell I'd struck a cord. I always did when I said things like that, and it always made me feel a little better. My father turned and started back toward the house. I followed, glancing back up at the house I'd just left. I could see Edward standing on the roof, watching me.