This Is My Creed
This story is about a 17 years old guy, who discover that his father is an assassin and his mother a templar, and that he needs to become an assassin to save his life and his father's, he train using the animus for the bleeding effect to reviving one of his ancestors in the dominican-haitian war for the dominican independence. The story is set in 2014 at the present and in the period regarding this war at the past. This is my first fanfiction, hope you to enjoy it…
Prologue. We Are Assassins
The school bell rang to go home, I thanked God. It was a rainy day and I was waiting for my father and my older brother in the school parking lot. It was a very hard day, lots of homework, my girlfriend broke up with me, I spent 2 hours at detention, and I was going be grounded the moment I got home. But, at least I had one little piece of happiness, my dad. I never was able to see him 'cause he was always working, and he worked in a different province. I started to think about what I needed to do to get out of all this shit, "I need a drink" I thought, that would cool me down. The school was almost empty when suddenly a car's lights blinded me for a moment. It was my father's car. I got in and hugged my dad…
"It's been too long dad." I said.
"Yeah… too long son…" He hugged me back like that it was going to be the last time I was going to be with him…
"So, how was school today?" he said.
"Good, I guess… I had some… issues today…"
"Yes, your mom called me and said that the school principal call her… what did you did now little bastard?" he asked with a big smile in his face.
"Tell you later" I just started leaving…
In that moment, he started up his 2007 Hyundai Accent and we left that horrible place. I was happy and sad at the same time, I only wanted to take all my stuff and leave. The streets were empty, 'cause of the rain of course, it seemed like it will become a hurricane, my father obviously gave a shit about all those things, he always acted like he didn't care about his life, once we were on trip and he jumped from a high place, only for fun he said; my brother was there too, he looked stronger than ever, he always did think better than me, he got better grades, he was better at sports, stronger, and obviously a better son than me, well I don't gave a shit about what he thinks. We started talking about the Lakers' last game, Kobe scored 48 again, I can't remember when a 2012 Toyota Corolla started following us. It looked like a normal car, my father rarely took another way home, and it was even rarer that the other car did too. "Maybe they are thieves" I thought, my brother and my father were a little worried about the situation too.
We continued talking about last night NBA games, but my brother wasn't paying attention. To continue our way home we needed to cross a bridge, my father accelerated the car more and more. We started at 75 kph, and ended up at 110 kph, I was going to ask him why he was speeding, then the car behind us started accelerated too, they reached our speed in no time, we had 2 problems: the annoying rain, and that car following us. My father interrupted us saying:
"Sorry son but I need to concentrate, can you be quiet?"
"Sure dad, what's going on?" I ask disconcerted
"Don't worry, everything will be ok" Answered my brother.
He pushed more forward the pedal and accelerated the car even more, I was going to ask what was happening but suddenly a 9mm bullet broke through the rear window. I listened my brother said something like "Damn what the hell are we going to do now!"… 'Who were following us? Why they wanted to kill us? How come my father and my brother recognized them?' In that moment several more bullets started pelting my father's car. My father accelerated more, and my brother shouted:
"Dad fuck the secret, he needs to know now!"
"No, he isn't supposed to know about it…" Obviously they was talking about me, 'What damn secret?'
"I don't care; we can't die because of him!"
"Can somebody explain me what the hell is going on?" I asked impatient.
"DAAD!" Shouted my brother.
"WHAT SECRET?" I yelled, my temper overloaded.
"Ok! Alex GO!" Said my dad.
In a blink of an eye my brother Alex took out his cloths and jumped trough the broken window to the car that was following and shooting us, immediately my father said:
-Why are we still alive, they could have killed us by now, oh damn it, this is a trap…" he looked back and yelled:
"ALEX IS A TRA…" In that moment I saw my entire life flashing before my eyes…
The car behind us exploded when my brother reached its surface… sending us out over the side of the bridge and… killing my brother…
The car hit the water and started sinking, I couldn't breathe, I was losing focus; I couldn't stay awake for another moment… I closed my eyes waiting for God to bless me… and hoping that he saved a place to me on Heaven…
...
"Is he going to be ok?" asked a familiar voice in the background.
"Yes, in a couple of days" said another.
"Look! Is awaking"
"Son, how do you feel?" said the first voice again.
"Ugh, is this heaven? " I asked, I didn't knew where the hell I was or what had happen after the explosion...
"Heaven? He must still out of it..." finally I recognized that voice, was my dad, but I didn't knew who the other person next to him was.
I opened my eyes slowly and I started looking around... I didn't recognize the place; it didn't look like a normal hospital...
"Where the fuck am I?" I whispered...
"Isn't easy to explain son..."
"Ok... I'm going to take a wa..."
"No, you need to stay here." Someone came in to the room and interrupted me "My name is Rafael, I'm going to be your Mentor"
"Wait what? Dad what's going on?"
"Rafael will train you; he is one of the better assassins in Dominican Republic"
"Assassin?"
"Yes, we all are assassins, including you" Said Rafael pointing at me.
"And the people who tried to kill us were assassins too?" I asked confused.
"No they were templars" my dad replied "Yesterday we lost Alex… but now you are part of the brotherhood"
"Don't worry everything will be cleared tonight"
I agreed, I only needed to wait until that night…