Sorromor: So yeah. Welcome to the debut of "Infermus". This mange is about a the hell that people go through every day on earth, But throughout the story you can see how this hell on earth, changes to hell in the entire universe. This all started with the case of "9/11" The day in New york City where terrorist from Iran were accused of attacking The World Trade Center. Ever since then, Immediate immigrations of foreign terrorist enslaved the human race we know now, They call themselves "Black 4.0"

Director: CUT!-

Sorromor: Oh what now!

Director: 4 point 0? Really! Get it right dammit! It's Called Black 40!

Sorromor: That's it! I'm going on my lunch Break!

Director: The hell you are!- Wait! Get back here!

Sorromor ejects himself from off the chair he sat on to complete his debut interview, thus walking off the set, the other staff workers were left shocked...

Director: Well uh' folks' let's get this thing on the road!

I n f e r m u s

Chapter 1: I thought this happened!

The scene starts off with birds, flapping their wings across the sky, the main imagery is the sunlight shining amongst the glistening ocean. The last bird seen flying across viewpoint, lead the rest of the story into the house of Auditore. .Auditore is seen watching TV, sipping England tea on the sofa. His son "Sorromor" walks from down the stairs, in his boxers, and black tank top shirt, yawning as he began to approach the TV as-well.

Sorromor: Hm.. What's going on with the new's Father?

Auditore sips his tea, gulping down the substance in his mouth, and then proceeds to his son's question.

Auditore: ….The World Trade Center down in New york..Two planes flew into it..Lot's of people are dead, terrorist's are accused.

Sorromor squinting his face, confused of course, he sat on the sofa leaning back, eye's glistening with furry, sorrow, and hate.

Auditore:... Who would've thought that terrorist's would've changed the world today. Plenty of people across the country are terrified of this attack, almost 3% of the human population in America has already committed suicide. It's Pathetic.

Auditore begins sipping his tea once more, he seemed more calm in this matter, his feet crossed Indian style a-top of the sofa.

Sorromor: We must go down there! We have to go check on Riku and Boland! They must wan to co-!

Auditore: They've been captured.. Their now prisoners of war, for Black 40.

Sorromor: Black 40? What's Black 40?

Auditore: They're a terrorist faction, proceeding to world dominance. According to my research on them just last night. They're on their way to the Vorkuta to drop off their newly captured Prisoners..

Sorromor: We must do something to help at least!

Auditore: Nothing we can d- Wait a minute..

.Auditore drops his tea, and rushes down stairs into his basement signaling Sorromor to follow. As they reach through the basement's containment, Auditore pulls down a curtain which reveals different type's of weapons used back in the 1400's, such as A Hidden blade, Simple Daggers, Mechanical pistol's, Simple Swords, Throwing knives, Even Poison and smoke bombs.

Sorromor: What're we gonna do with all of these?

Auditore: Not we. You.. You have the slightest knowledge of Martial Art's combat in this entire family.. You are going to be the hero of all of this, unless, you want to sit there and watch the world suffer.

Sorromor then clutching his fists once more..

Sorromor: Hmph.. I will. But how are we going to pull this off. I can't just show up at Vorkuta un-masked or un-hooded or anything. They'll instantly recognize me and identify my face each time they see me.

Auditore then smirks, leading him deeper behind the opened curtains, turning behind the wall of weapons and revealing the true outfit for his assignment, "The Assassin's War-fit"

Sorromor: ...Hm. I'll do it.

Sorromor gathering the weapons that best suited his fighting style, attaching them into his accessorized equipment, Wrapping the hidden blades around his wrists, and sliding the dagger into the strap on his leg, Hooking the sword into the hilt on his side. Smirking as he then pulls up the black mask that laid on his neck from his Assassins War-fit.

Sorromor walks out of the lab, Dr. Auditore walking behind him. Sorromor stares into the sunlight as then saying towards his father without eye contact.

Sorromor: We leave now, To Vorkuta...

Auditore a pleasant smirk on his face as he approaches his Jet parked behind the lab on a helipad, They both enter and lift off into the sky, making their way through the atmosphere towards Russia.