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There was not a day when she didn't hear of his countless murders and successful assassinations, his name on the lips of every citizen of the city.
"Assassin." She would often hear the guards hiss, when having private conversations with one another. It was surprising, how fast word spread of his doings around the kingdom, or at least how she viewed it. Whenever she would pass by a few of the women carrying their jars, she would hear their conversations, oblivious to the fact that she would eavesdrop.
"It's a ghost! There's no other explanation for how one man could get away with so much."
"I heard that he's incredibly handsome."
And of course after remarks like that were made, she stopped, wanting to listen to no more of their little imaginations, how he could be their knight in shining armor, when he was a cold-blooded killer.
No. Saying that would be unethical.
He was a ghost to the guards. A blade amongst the crowd. A killer amongst the innocent.
An angel of death. How ironic, the fact that he had the face of an angel, yet his fate was to end the lives of others.
"Move along you wretch." A passing guard pushed her harshly in the shoulder.
Curious. How amazing it was to her at the thoughts she bore of this unknown man, when she herself was a trained killer.
Her father, a has been, member of the brotherhood, to old and weak to carry out his missions, had passed down his knowledge and skill to her. His only child. A woman. Would it not be a sin if they found out? But what did the brotherhood know of a female assassin that was not under their command.
She focused her attention on a white feather, that seemed to fall out of the sky. As it came lower towards the market place, she noticed something unusual about this particular feather. It was a white feather, blood staining the tips of it and spreading like fire through the middle.
Truly, he was a master of his art.
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A/N: Hi! This is my first time writing a fanfiction about this kind of stuff, especially to do with assassin's creed. Sorry that it isn't extremely long, but this is just a prologue. I hope it wasn't that bad. please R&R!