Leader of Assassins

Part One

It was morning, and I just woke up. I heard my mom was telling me to come down. As soon as I go downstairs she tells me to get my shoes on and go with dad to the market. I always hated going to the market because we were there everyday and I wanted to do something new. I had told my dad the way I feel about the market, but we ended up going anyway. Once we got to the market it was not as crowded than usual but it was only a matter of time for that to change. When I was walking around it got me thinking of what I wanted to be when I get older. I had told my dad that I wanted to be a Templar Guard for the King. My dad had explain to me that it is a job that he can never picture me doing and I would be something much better.
After my dad had told me this I was so mad and filled with so much anger that I started lashing out at my dad and said      "I hated you." As soon as I said that a Templar Guard has come to my dad asking if we are the people that live in the house down the street. My dad had told him that we are the people that live there and wanted to know what was the concern from the guard. The guard had claimed the my father never payed the taxes, but we always did. In the end my father told me to run back to my mind, instead I punched the guard back because I was afraid that he was going to do something bad. It all happened so quickly like you couldn't even see it. One moment I was right behind my dad the next moment I'm crying on the floor listening to my dads last deep breaths.
When he passed I had to run because the guard was ready to kill me as well. I was running as fast as I could but than I was cornered in an ally with only a dagger to help defend myself. The guard was there waiting for me to come out and surrender myself to him but he thought wrong. I was able to get some hits on him, by the time I knew what was happening he was already dead. I started running back home only to find out that my house was on fire and my mom was no where to be found. I had looked all over in my burning home that had everything in it. I had to stop and think gather my thoughts, also process what is going on. Moments go by until I hear them calling for me, the guards here to finish me off but in the end I was able to get away safely. Later that night I was walking along the road until a person in a black robe that kinda looked like a shadow. Whoever it was, this person was super nice and very friendly  as well once I had felt comfortable staying around him I knew I was safe at last. One day it got me thinking, what the guard had said about my dad. I think he said to my dad, "Your 11 year old plan has come to an end." Wait I turned 11 only a few months ago, that can't be possible my dad did have a plan. That means was the plan but if so I was the plan what did my dad wanted me to do.