"The targets name is Peter De La Ceia he has been a pain in our neck for far to long. Also we suspect that he holds a map showing where one of the Templar meeting places happening soon." Arno said before turning to look at me looking into my eyes even though we both had our hoods on. "Are you sure you're up to this? You don't have to if you don't want." He said almost pleadingly and I sighed a bit.
"If I wasn't up to it or didn't want to I would have left already. So I'll do it." I said about to jump down from the roof before Pierre grabbed my wrist.
"Woah woah be patient little miss feisty. You haven't even gotten your weapons yet" Pierre said handing me wrist blades, light swords, and an old flintlock pistol. I put them on and on the holsters before jumping down off the roof into a pile of hay. I waited until a couple guards walked past before hopping out of the hay and walking into the crowd gathered around Peter.
I had seen Peter De La Ceia before, he was a close friend to my father and had often come over. He was a rather well-fed man with a red face and gray curly long hair in a ponytail. I slowly began to weave through the people surrounding him front and back.
I stood in the midst of the crowd seeing how many guards there were. About six around the stage but two of them were distracted by talking, four on either side of me in the crowd, and two guarding the main entrance. Meaning I should go through the two talking off to the left then continue on from there.
I walked over to the left side of the star behind the two guards that were talking and quickly used the hidden blades to stab them in the back before slipping back into the crowd. I then waited for the third guard on the left to be distracted by the two now dead guards.
I quickly snuck up from behind and stabbed him in the back. I then ran quickly over to the building behind the stage and began to climb to the top.
"Hey! You up there hault!" I heard a guard yell from above as he pointed his gun at me. I cursed a bit before climbing up a bit faster when he shot it hit me in the arm nearly making me fall but I only fell past one window before catching myself with a light grunt from the impact of falling a story.
As he reloaded I took the chance to climb up to where he was using the pistol to shoot him in the head making the crowd chatter for a moment trying to figure out where the noise came from. I pulled myself onto the roof before putting the pistol back in it's holster.
I looked down onto the crowd and my target. I then jumped down above him stabbing him in the back of the neck which resulted in him making an unpleasant gurgling sound and coughing before he fell forward and a few guards shouted at me before the crowd began to flee and run out of the area.
I jumped down off the stage and ran with the fleeing crowd trying to blend in with around three guards tailing me. One was fast enough to get up close and tackled me making me flinch a bit before kicking him in the side and getting up and climbing up onto the roofs. I hid in a crate of hay on the roof until the guards went off searching somewhere else.
I came out of the hay and sat beside it beginning to pull pieces of hay out of my still bleeding gunshot wound. I heard footsteps across the roof quickly hopping up and see Arno and Pierre running over.
"Mon amour are you alright?" Arno asked a bit frantically as he looked at the gunshot wound.
"Yes I'm fine now what's next?" I asked having a hand over the wound. They looked at each other then looked back at me Arno a bit worried and Pierre having an intrigued expression.
"First we'll get you all bandaged up then you'll take your final test." Pierre said before counting on his fingers as my vision began to blur and I blacked out from what I guess was the blood loss.
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Assassin's Creed: Secrets
De TodoLilliana was born the daughter of a pirate but raised by a noble French family. She was always a very free natured girl but could only express it when the French nobleman who took her in isn't paying attention. One night when she was eleven years ol...