The Heart Of An Assassin

Chapter 1

Kathryn's POV, at the age of 10
1744 sometime at 3 at night.

"Ahhhhh," I wake up to my mother's screaming. I wake up to my dark room in the middle of the night. I hear men shouting and things crashing in my parents bedroom. I slowly get out of my warm bed, in my white nightgown. I slowly walk to my door and crack it open.

I see my mother thrashing to get out of a man's grip. He is much bigger than her. I see my father who is about the same size as the intruders, tries to fight them off with a dagger. My mother keeps struggling until the man holding her grads a knife and slits her throat. She gags, the man lets her go and she falls to the ground.

"Nalia!" Father screams. I quickly close my door, and I grab a pillow, and I go under my bed. I put the pillow onto my face, to muffle my crying. I hear more shuffling outside my room. Between the cracks in my bedroom floor. I see men dragging my father on to a chair. Three men hold him down, while the 4th ties him down with rope. After the man ties him to the chair. Father struggles to get out of the chair, but fails to do so.

I whimper at the sight. The man ,who I assume is the leader, turns to my father.

"Okay, John McKay, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, where is the Precursor box and the Manuscript?" The leader says. My father looks at him and chuckles.

" Why would I tell you Templars anything, since you just murdered my wife, not that I was going to tell you anything otherwise," my father spats. The leader snickers and her punches father in the stomach.

"Now, I'm going to ask you again, where are they?" The leader asks again. Father scoffs.

"And I'm going to tell you to 'fuck off'," father says. The leader punches him in the face, "Is that all you got?" Father is punched yet again. I cry more at the sight of the torture. The torture goes on for an hour.

"I'm losing my patients John, now for the last time, where are they," the leader spats. Father turns his very bruised face.

"You can do what ever you want to me, and I will never tell you!" My father spats at the leader. The leader scoffs.

"What if I get your precious daughter down here," the leader threatened. My father struggles in his seat again. While the leader turns away from him.

"I swear to God, if you fucking touch her, I will fucking kill you, you son of a bit....." before father could finish yelling, the leader got out a gun and shot father in the head. I shrieked a little to loud. The leader turns to one of the men.

"Get the girl," the man nods, then he starts to go up the stairs.

Then a hooded man comes busting through the door. The Templars came after him, but the hooded man dodged all of their attacks, and killing them all in the processes. The hooded man sheaths his weapon and comes up the stairs. I hear foot steps coming towards my door, then my door opens. The hooded man looks around. He looks in my closet, then he turns to my bed. He lifts the bed and I look up at him terrified. He crouched down to my level.

"I'm not hear to hurt you child," he says. I look up at him.

"Why should I believe you?" I say. He chuckles and he holds out his hand.

"I am Achilles Davenport, you are?" Achilles says. I reach for his hand and weakly shake it.

"Kathryn McKay," I weakly say. He smiles. Then he picks me up, and I don't struggle. He carries me out of my room, careful not to let me see my parents bodies.