The thief whisked forward and with a flash striking his other hand ridding poeas of his small blade. The leader now grabbed Poeas's gun from the front of his belt and held it up to the assassins head. Don't cazzo with me again you stronzo. Alonzo now began sneaking towards the assassin grabbing one of the thieves daggers on his way. Alonzo lunged at the master thief only to be greeted by the bullet that was meant for his new friend. Poeas now enraged pulled his second from the back of his belt and shot thief in the head. He then continued to loot the bodies in hopes to find a bandage. Nothing. He then proceeded over to alonzo's son. Examining the young child Poeas noticed the bandages around his wounds. The assassin no longer needed to help this child. He could just take his bandages to cover the wounds on his hands, or he could help this child and raise him by himself.
Poeas came to the conclusion that he must help this child. He made a promise. A promise to help Henry. Poeas's mission can wait. The assassin threw Henry onto his back and continued the walk through the dangerous streets of Florence. The two finally reached the Doctors house after what felt like 2 hours of pain. Poeas knocked on the door three times. To be greeted by 2 city guards.
"What is your business at this time of the night?" The guards demanded.
"I have an injured child with me, I'm here to see the doctor"
"Let me have a look at him" one of the guards took the child and inspected him.
"What are you doing here at this time of night?" Poeas asked.
"To arrest this doctor of murder"
"Wait what, where is he now"
"Lets just say he wont be waking up anytime soon", the two guards snickering.
Poeas saw his friend's body upon the ground laying in his own blood.
"You monsters!"
Th guards drew their swords and held them at poeas.
The guards sounding surprised, "Excuse me!"
Poeas without being able to use his hands rolled to one of the guards side tripping him and kicking the second one in the nuts.
"Oh cazzo" they cried.
Poeas then proceeded to stomp the guards lungs hoping to puncture them and too break their ribs. He continued kicking them until they stopped moaning altogether. He then wondered through his fallen friend's shop grabbing some bandages from the shelf and applying them to his bloodied hands. The assassin then stole all the money in the shop and left. Still carrying the child he left into the street in search of a new doctor.
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Haha this chapter took way too long to come out, Chapter 4 might be coming soon (But not likely to be anytime this or next month)
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Hoods & Corruption
Historical FictionAs an assassin, Poeas has multiple challenges ahead of him. He may be young and intimidating but that's only thing he's going for him. How far will it get him?
