Prologue

There were eagles everywhere. They swarmed high above in the clear blue sky, gliding seamlessly through the thin air. They gave me hope, without reason. I lay on my back, in a grassy field, and watched the slow, lazy movements of the beautiful winged creatures.

There was a crunching of dry grass and rock somewhere to my left, and I tilted my head to see what, or who, was coming. For a moment, the sun shone brightly into my eyes, and I was blind. And then, appearing as if from within the bright light, I saw a figure. His hood was made of sorrow, and his eyes filled with grief. The red sash wrapping his waist flowed with the blood of many. Death hung in the air around him, creating a dark aura. I felt a growing sense of fear as the man strode closer.

Suddenly, the figure changed shape. The man became an eagle, with proud, intelligent eyes. But the strange aura still swam about in the air around it. The eagle spread its wings, and leaped into the air with a shrill cry.

I woke.

A/N: So, instead of updating my other story, here I am, starting a new one. Go me. Whoo. So yeah. Hope to become better with detail, so this is my DPS (Detail Practice Story). Hope you all like it. PLEASE PROVIDE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM. IT , and by the way, I don't own Assassin's Creed. Period. I own my few characters (not by law, though) and the plot thing. It'll show up somewhere in here... Eventually...