Assassino (ORIGINAL)

Chapter 10 - Never Get In The Way Of An Angry Lass (As Said By Edward Kenway)

I'm back! After so long, NOT. Only a few days. Anyway, I want everyone to read the quote below, because it has so much meaning. You MUST read it. Jks. But Siriusly, please read it. There's also another AN at the bottom. You don't have to read that. I'm blabbering. Oh well. Enjoy.

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"Existence is random, it has no pattern, save what we imagine after staring at it for too long. No meaning save what we choose to impose. This rudderless world is not shaped by vague metaphysical forces. It is not God who kills the children. Not Fate that butchers them or Destiny that feeds them to the dogs.
It's us.
Only us."
-Unknown

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"CROWLEYYYYYYYY!!" Elise yelled the minute I stepped foot into the dining pavilion. I yelped and raced to take cover behind Edward and Ezio. They promptly stepped away when Elise came storming up to us. "Never get in the way of an angry lass." Edward cautioned me. With this piece of wisdom (NOT) in mind, I dived under the table Chaos had made for us. It was a glass table with the Assassin symbol carved and glazed into it. I was, unfortunately, highly visible under the glass. Not my best idea ever.

"You had better get out from under that table or I will chop you into little bits." Under that threat a sane man would scramble out as fast as possible. I'm not sane. Or at least not as sane as most people. Or would that be that most people aren't as sane as me. Where did the word sane come from anyway? Ugh. Stupid ADHD. I crawled out. Elise nodded. For a second I thought I had gotten away with it until her hand shot out and gripped my ear, viciously twisting it. "Ow, ow, ow! Elise! Let go!" She reluctantly let go, but not before giving my poor, poor ear another twist and whispering in my ear, "This isn't over." I looked around. The entire camp was looking at us funny. I scowled.

"What?! We're not allowed to have fun? Geez, people these days." I huffed, then sat down. I had explained how to get the food earlier so everyone just dug in while I offered some food to the gods. They had, after all, helped me get over heartbreak and betrayal, and gave me purpose. After the meal Chiron stomped his foot, err, hoof on the ground and shouted, "Campfire!" All the campers cheered and headed down to the bonfire. The Assassins looked at me. I nodded and they too, headed down, following the campers. Only Evie lingered to talk to me.

"Aren't you coming?" She asked curiously.

I shook my head. "No, I need to talk to Chiron. You go ahead." She nodded and followed her brother down the hill.

I use my own mental map of CHB so don't worry if you get confused of what is where.

I turned to Chiron. "Is it okay if we train the campers? The quality of your demigods has fallen tremendously."

Chiron nodded thoughtfully. "It's true that the quality of the campers here is appalling. Just, please don't kill them."

I shrugged. "Yeah, sure, whatever. Also in the next game of Capture the Flag, would it be okay if it is Assassins vs Campers?"

"That would be fine."

"Grazie. Arrivedeci. (Thanks. Goodbye.)" I stalked to our cabin, into my room, and barricaded the door shut. Not that it's going to do anything considering the type of people I now live with.

I dread the day when Elise finally takes her revenge.

I'm sorry it's so short but I've a stupid headache and Apollo's being a bitch, with 40+ degrees Celsius/104+ degrees Fahrenheit.

Word count: 464. Published: 11:44 EST. 19th, December, 2015.