Assassin's Creed Syndicate: Bloodlust

Why Was I An Assassin Again?

My foggy head was swimming. I could feel my face twitch. I was genuinely upset. Being given one of the highest honors of the Assassins meant the world to me. But thinking of everything I've done in the past to compromise my family...I couldn't risk it with such a high honor on my head.

  "G-give it to E-E-Evie," I said shakily. "I-I-I...no..."

  "What's wrong?" Henry asked, his eyebrows knitting in concern.

  My mouth had no control. "D-D-Don't p-put this o-on me!" I said, raising my voice. I swallowed and tried to calm my racing pulse. He didn't understand and I didn't know how to make him understand. "E-Evie deserves th-this more than I d-do." That's a little better.

  "I heard my name and I couldn't help but assume that you two were talking bad about me," Evie said, walking in on us.

  "How much did you hear?" Henry asked, tucking the Grandmaster badge into his pocket.

  Evie looked at me sympathetically and I cast my eyes to the ground. She heard more than enough to know the state I was in. I was surprised she didn't talk about the badge though. It felt like she really cared about my pain. Of course she did. This was Evie, not Jacob.

  "I need Aus for something," said Jacob, walking in suddenly. He looped his arm in mine as if we were best friends and dragged me away from Henry. "We shan't be long!" He opened the door for me and gently guided me into the next car. Evie and Henry could only watch. I wanted to pull myself out of Jacob's grip and yell at him.

  "It's all your fault, it's all your fault!" I wanted to scream. But that wouldn't do either of us any good. I was like this for my own actions. Finding no one else to blame, I pointed fingers at the man who wanted only the best for me.

  So I obliged with his directions

  "D-Did..." I took a steady breath, "I do something wrong?"

  "No, of course not. We're having some time to ourselves. Away from those two."

  "Mission?"

  "No, no. Just walking around London. Maybe killing a few Blighters." He grinned. I looked at Jacob slowly while he dragged me along. He made me feel on edge all the time, but I knew he had good intentions. When he smiled though, I knew that we would be fine because Jacob only smiled when he had good thoughts on his mind. His workload always seemed to match mine so I knew a smile meant something good.

  The train released its breath as we rolled to a stop in the station. Jacob and I pulled our hoods low over our eyes and made our way through the river of people. We got few glances from them as we stepped outside into the even more bustling London.

  "Where do you plan on taking me?" I asked him.

  "I was just about to ask you the same thing," he replied, a cheeky smile visible but barely covered by the shadows of his hood. "Pick a side." He gestured to the carriage covered street in front of us that stretched both ways both ways on forever.

  "Left," I said.

  "Brilliant idea. Let's go."

  We walked along the sidewalk watching carriages go by and talking with each other. My anxiety was eased up a little as we laughed and joked about. Jacob shared his experiences with his sister and I laughed at them. It was hard to imagine Evie doing something funny and out of the ordinary. I even added my own share of funny stories about Henry from since the twins were gone. Simply imagining the two in ridiculous circumstances such as the ones we had shared with each other was a truly comical experience.

  The smell of wood burning caught my attention in the middle of our conversation. My eyes followed my nose, which soon followed my head. My body did a 180 towards the direction of the smell and my eyes widened at the pillar of black smoke coming out between two buildings behind a fence. How could I have missed that?