a thieves playground

chapter 1:mud ridden streets

my boots slowly softened as I walked through the mudy streets the stains of  blood and horse tracks covered the historical street that no one lived on anymore an open window of the mansion on the street let the cold breeze slowly rust the jewels and silver jewelery and even weapons covered in blood the weapons sat on what could be there home forever water leaked through the slight holes in the roof more and more the roof decayed with the very wet weather vines covered about half of the mansion and all the other houses weren't that different every brick of every house was covered in moss and mold I walk inside to see an antique vase it had a rotting bean stalk another had a wilted flower the hallways paint was chiped and very mouldy the kitchen was filled with unwashed dished and the tiles were stained with red wine the master bedroom had a dead corpse and multiple paintings a flintlock pistol grasped tightly in the skelotons rotting hand he wore a pirate hat with a note attached it was a poem it read

the sky is gray it is the month of may I go to play my mum says stay I walk to fay she says go away I look at a gun it doesn't look like fun a mind of a child makes me go wild I'm an old misery I don't need to plea suicide is the answer so answer my prayer take my gun and leave me be I'll watch over you whatever the fee...R.I.P

the lady beside him must have either been Fay or his mom she wears a dress on the colar it says property of miller smith it must have been the mum that couldn't stand not having her son around I took the gun checking the ammo it has no ammo but it still is in fine condition

and inside the drawer next to the bed has a couple packs of bullets I take them and say a vowel to leave them to rest I then walk to the weaponry room I see multiple swords and pistols and a sacred glass cage I take 2 swords a gun poutch I take 2 more guns and some extra ammo I walk to the glass cage and I smash the glass with the handle of the first sword a mix of a katana and some kind of saw with multiple patterns and ancient writing the case had a weapon some kind of wrist weapon I shake it and a blade comes out the end I fix it to my wrist it is inscripted with writing it read

the hidden blade the ancient assasin weapon

-altiar

I take the weapon it sounded cool being an assasin but who do I kill I thought to myself as I climb out the rotting roof  I perch on the the roof and I see an army of people who could they be I thought to myself...