A/N- SIDE PROJECT I SWEAR!!! A dog story is still my main priority... But as I said I'm writing a real story with my own characters and plot, but while my cousin was playing Assassin's Creed II My imagination went berserk. So I'm sorry but this is fun to write because I love video games such as Call Of Duty, Gears Of War, Halo, and especially Assassin's Creed. So if I'm ever late at updating you know how to blame me... LOL, but this is suppose to be short and all my friends say that this story is kind of bloody lol.

Disclaimer- I don't own either Assassin's Creed or Ubisoft or anything to do with that game I just like playing it, and I do not own Darkest Powers, I just love that story.


Preface

"Chloe, can you go grab some firewood from the park quick?" My step mom asked me. I yelled back 'sure' than exited the house. Outside it was almost like medieval times, I couldn't understand why people here in Italy decided to go back to the castle like architecture. I thought it was weird, but apparently it was supposed to be safer and stronger than normal building, at least for the super naturals here. This was a town for super naturals; it sucks now because it means no one is special or different. Everyone here has a supernatural power and now it's just like normal life, no one asks what yours is; no one really even uses it. Obviously since I'm a necromancer I can't... not use it. But other wise no one really cares anymore.

Life was pretty normal here; I guess that makes sense with so many guards and all but there were people who were hung, people killed for no reason. All that old fashion stuff was back. It was a simple, normal life and no one complained. Not even Simon or Tori. They live here two, every one does. We all live in the same town.

I was walking back to the park to grab some fire logs. It was dark outside due to the ominous looking clouds looming overhead, calling for rain. Predictable. I turned the corner, bare feet slapping against the cold stone pavement, tall stone buildings towering up. It was a relief to touch the grass; the stone was pretty ruff on my feet. I walked to the corner of the park where all the wood was kept, everyone shared from this pile and the people who had to do community service chopped it up. I knelt down to grab some of the logs from the pile that was smaller. Ignoring the couple of splinters the wood gave me since it was so ruff. I heard a crack behind me; I span to see a splash of blood spattering the single tree in the small park. I looked up and saw a dead body of an archer on the roof fall to the ground. My heart skipped a beat, thinking it was just a stupid necromancer vision but when I heard screaming from the path behind me I knew it wasn't. I dropped the logs and started to fall backwards towards the street. I looked up at the roof to see a man in a white coat with the hood up. The hood was shading his face and he had a brass cuff on his wrist, I was quick enough to catch the glint of a hidden blade slide back under the metal. I knew what he was, I heard about these kinds of people... An Assassin.


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