Once, there were many of us. Assassins were everywhere, and we were at a constant war with our enemies, the Templars. We assassins strove for peace and freedom, while the Templars wanted nothing but control. The war with Templars went on for centuries, and both sides evolved into different things.
The latest I can remember from History was when America was only 13 colonies. The Templars basically had control over the British Troops, and they tried to act like heroes by going with the Rebels. There was one true assassin to stop their plans, and he was the true hero of that war. That was when assassins started disappearing off the grid.
Eventually, assassins died off, and the Templars thought they won. Well they could only think, because now there's one assassin, and no templar will stop me from destroying them, and reclaiming what they've taken from us. I am Kyle Maxxis, and I am one of the last assassins. I wasn't born into the creed like most, nor was my family ever a part of the assassin order. I was adopted into the order. Let me tell you the story from the begining. When that one dark day changed me from a silent scared little kid, to who I am today, an assassin.
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The Last Assassin
FanfictionKyle used to be an ordinary teenager. He and his older siblings traveled the roofs of New York for sport and fun, but after their death, Kyle's life changed drastically. He became a person of vengeance as he trained with assassins to kill the murder...
