Assassino (ORIGINAL)

Chapter 5 - Of Wars and 'Taurs (Minotaurs)

I'm back! And with fantastic news as well! Tomorrow is the second last day of school, the last day comprising of about 4 hours, so by the end of Wednesday (the day after tomorrow), I will be able to concentrate solely on writing for you guys. That's right! Only writing! Of course I will be reading but that will take second priority. But anyway, here's the chapter. Enjoy!

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"Don't think I have any intention of caressing your cheek and saying I was wrong. I will not weep and wonder what might have been. I'm sure you understand. Still... I'm proud of you in a way. You've shown great conviction. Strength. Courage. All noble qualities.
I should have killed you when I had the chance."
- Haytham Kenway

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"Welcome back." Annabeth sneered. I took several deep breaths to calm down.

"We need to work out how to protect the camp should the barrier shatter." I said, quite logically I'd thought.

Annabeth snorted, "Are you CRAZY?!" Evidently not, "That barrier has lasted for centuries and it's going to last for centuries more."

I sighed. Annabeth really is full of herself. "The Templars have recently gotten their hands on the Apple of Eden, so they might be able to dissolve the barrier." The Assassins looked dumbfounded at the news.

"They have the Apple?!" Ezio yelled, shocked.

"What is the Apple of Eden?" Annabeth barged in. Ugh, that snobby has-to-know-it-all.

"The Apple is a powerful device infused with the power of all of the major Roman gods." I replied, talking as if to a small child. Although, only our brotherhood knew, so it is logical for everyone else to be oblivious.

Chiron looked grave. "Since the Roman aspects are involved, we must call in at least the representatives of the Roman Legion."

I nodded. "You can IM them later."

He looked at me suspiciously. "How do you know of Iris Messaging?" He asked carefully.

Dam. Now I have to cover it up. Thankfully my time with the Assassins has left me a good liar. "IMs? They stand for Instant Messaging. I don't know what you mean by Iris Messaging."

BANG! Before he could question me further, the doors were flung open. The same daughter of Nike who told us of the meeting stood in the doorway, doubled over and panting. "Army- *gasp* - at the- *gasp* - border- *gasp*." Everyone leapt to their feet and ran out the door almost trampling the poor girl to death. Luckily, being one of the faster ones, Evie arrived in time to steady her and pull her out of the way of the charging demigods before following us out the doorway.

We lined up at the top of the hill and looked over down at the army at the bottom of the hill. I heard some of the Assassins catch their breath at the sight of Templars. They probably didn't want to fight in a war after their death and were denying that the gods were telling the truth. If I was in the same position I would be doing the same.

At the head of the mixed army of monsters and Templars was a Templar, most likely their Grand Master or a representative. Next to him stood the Minotaur.

"Old Beef-Head just can't stay dead." I mutter. Annabeth and Leo- yes Leo, he is the head of Cabin Nine- looked at me funny. I shook my head. I nearly blew it AGAIN.

"What do you want vecchio nemico (old enemy)?" I asked the Grand Master, for he was the Grand Master. The way the other Templars reacted was all I needed to tell.

"I just wanted to see my nipote (nephew), can't I?" He called back.

"Nephew." Ezio translated. The Assassins looked at me, hurt that I had withheld such vital information. I shrugged as if to say 'no time'. They got the message.

"Non (no). You have no such a heart monstro (monster)." I spat trying to suss out why he was stalling.

"Si (yes). I have come bearing a message and a battle. The message: surrender or die. Bon pommeriggio (good afternoon)." With that he calmly shot a curious six-year-old camper between the eyes.

"Marde cazzo figlio di puttana! (Mother f*ucking son of a whore!)" I screamed enraged that he had killed an innocent child to make a point.

"Charge!"

Word count: 605. Published: 8:17 EST, 7th, December, 2015