We rented out a large cottage close to the center of the city for the four of us. Huge cobblestone walls held up by gigantic oak logs, a nice shingled roof, large windows and a balcony on the second floor. Pretty nice for a modern Roman cottage. I set my bag and weaponry on my bed. I take out my sword and rag beginning to cleanse it. Shy Fawn walks in and stares at me with a disgusted look.
"What's with you?" I say sarcastically. I knew what she was upset about, I like to give people a hard time with many things.
"You know what, Jay." She hisses slamming her small leather satchel down on the bed, the weapons inside clanging together as the bag meets the mattress.
"Listen, Dark is tough she can get over it." I say rolling my eyes." But Shy Fawn continues talking.
"You know what you are?" She asks harshly.
"Sexy?" I suggest. Shy Fawn's face turns bright red.
"You're SELFISH! All you think about is you!" She yells in my face. I stand up and grab her by the shirt
"Don't use that tone. And absolutely do NOT mess with me." I say pushing her back to the wall, letting go of her shirt.she brushes herself off and looks up at me in disgrace.
"You need to be more sympathetic! You don't have care in the world about anything but yourself!" She growls at me. I smirk.
"Really? Sympathy is nothing. All it does is make you weak." I yell running at her with a knife. She screams as the blade cuts a few strands of her white blonde hair off. She grabs a dagger from the nightstand as blocks my sword from plunging through her skull. She pushes back the knife, but isn't strong enough for me. I hit her torso with my elbow and she loses her footing. I kick her in the shins and she falls to the ground. I put the knife at her throat and smile.
"I hate you..." She gasped in pain.
"I told you not to mess with me." I say slyly. Suddenly, a black mass is standing in the shadows of the doorway. Her purple eyes clouded with shock.
"Get off her!" She screams as she pulls out bow and draws an arrow back, shooting me in the shoulder. Fiery pain bolts trough my arm like I had stuck it in a pit of burning charcoal. I reach for the arrow but Raven swiftly runs to my side, knocking me farther away from Shy Fawn. The air is knocked out of my lungs as she pins me to the ground with her blade tipped boot and aims her bow at my head, another arrow drawn back ready to be released. "What do you think you're doing you son of a bitch!?" She screams drawing the arrow back farther.
"She was irritating me." I say trying to be calm.
"You were trying to kill her!" She yells jabbing her heel harder on my chest.
"Ok! I lost my temper on her, that's all! But I wouldn't kill her." I say trying to calm her. She stares at me with a blank expression eyes bloodshot with tears of rage and sadness. She removes her boot from my chest and allows me to get up. I gasp for breath as air begins to flow back into my lungs. She pulls her hood back down and gives me one last glare before she turns to Shy Fawn and kneels down to her murmuring words in her ear. She puts out her hand for Shy Fawn as she pulls her up off the ground. Shy fawn walks out down the staircase and Dark Raven turns her attention back to me.
"What have I told you two about fighting?" She sighs in a quiet, but enraged voice.
"She was irritating me! What else was I supposed to do?" I say.
"Go to me, dumbsh**..." She says rolling her eyes and hitting the back of my head with her hand, carefully wrapped in fighting cloths.
"Fine, mother." I say in a mocking tone. She smirks slightly.
"Well, I'll be out at the marketplace if you need me." She says, quickly getting off the wooden floor.
"Oooo... You going to visit Fabrizio again?" I say teasingly. She sighs.
"Hell no." I laugh as she extends her hand for me to grab. I ignore her offer and get off the floor. "Oh, you forgot something..." She says slyly.
"What?" I ask cautiously.
"This, stupid." She says grasping the arrow in my shoulder. "I'll take that. I wouldn't look if I were you." She says pulling the arrow out of my flesh. I scream as the piercing tip come loose and comes out of my bloody raw, irritated flesh.
"Um, thanks." I say. She throws me a rag.
"Put this on the wound. Oh, wet the rag before you put the rag on the wound." She says walking towards the stairs.
"Some fight huh?" I hear a voice say. I swerve around as I see Megastar pop up from behind one of the beds.
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Dark Raven: An Assassins Tale
Fantasy1543 Florence Italy Five elites have been elected by the Assassins' Illuminati to travel the country and assassinate the highest of rulers in Italy. Dark Raven the Lead Archer and highly trained assassin (who is pro with daggers), Jays' Wing one of...