Hey everyone, Blaze here. I kinda got tired with my Raider series so I decided to try something new. Something away from sl's that have to do with my guild... So, I came up with this. Story of an Assassin! It'll be a fic series that I write when I feel like it or get inspiration. If you'd like to be on the mailing list for each part ((I'm not sending the Parts out til I finish the whole fic... You'll know when it's done cause I'll start adding the parts.)) just e-mail me at TigraFlasha@aol.com, with the subject 'SOAA'. Be sure to say you want to be on the mailing list along with your e-mail address. The fics will all be in parts from Sierra's ((the main character)) point of view. The parts will be long, but there won't be many of them. They're always be around 8 parts... But not always o.o;;
This isn't my usual style, but oh well =P If you know a lot about old medieval-time grammar you'll see that it isn't... I'm sure some of the grammar is wrong for this fic, not necessarily sentences, but some words they may or may not have used back then... Oh well =P I try.
Enjoy, and please, review! No flames though ;.; I know how sucky it is already.
Story of An Assassin
The Beginning
By Blaze "Britt" Hedgehog
Part 1
My name is Sierra Katanna. I hope that I can trust you so you do not speak my name to anyone you know. Even if you speak my first name to someone, I am at the risk of being hunted down and killed as soon as possible.
I know what you are thinking: That I am some criminal constantly on the move, since I am wanted in many places.
Well, part of that is true. I am wanted in some places. My occupation, you ask? I am an assassin. A female assassin. Better yet, the best assassin that works for my boss. My boss? His name is Luniare. He is a wolf. He is too lazy to get off his rear and do the killing himself.
You probably do not know me, for assassins do not show their face in public too often. We are always in disguise; never show our face the same way twice. It is too risky. We are skilled in fighting, disguise, and camouflage. Most of all, killing without leaving any evidence that shows we were there.
We carry a small pack on our backs that carries what we need. Which is not very much, just some clothes for disguise, various items to cover up our face, maybe a few weapons. We mostly use daggers to fight, since they are small. Swords are too big. We travel light. We have light shoes, which are cloth with a soft padding below our feet so we do not make any sound when we are sneaking through the forest. And probably the most important item of ours: Gloves. Gloves stop you from leaving fingerprints. A must have for an assassin.
How did I become an assassin? Well, this is my story.
I had my dagger drawn; I was crouched slightly, my cloak hitting the ground. I faced four muscular echidna guards. They had chased me for stealing a bow-and-arrow from a shop in the town. You see, before I was an assassin, I was poor. I could not afford anything. I lived in a pretty much empty hollowed-out tree in the forest. I still live in that tree, but it is full of furniture and other things now.
Anyways, back to the guards. They leapt at me. I threw myself on the ground, as one soared over me. I slashed the guard's neck, him crumpling to the ground behind my head. I sat up, ducking another guard that flew over my head. I jumped to my feet, still crouching. I rolled to the right as one slashed at me with his sword. I slammed my black handled six-inch dagger into his stomach, right below where his chest armor stopped and his leg armor began. Blood trickled from his mouth. I yanked my dagger out, jumping up and facing the final two guards.
I stood ready.
The one on my left ran forward, slashing at my neck with his sword. I moved my head back, slashing back. I slashed him across his eye. He roared in pain, blood instantly flowing from his eye, along with some white substance. He stumbled back, clutching his eye with his left hand. The guard looked at the other one, growled, and jumped at me. I did not see him coming. He slashed at my face. I yelped slightly as the blade slashed my left eyebrow. Blood starting trickling into my eye.
I heard a roar and saw something flying toward me. Instinctively I ducked, and the dark blue figure landed in front of me, slashing the guard like wild. The guard fell before his feet. The figure had dreadlocks, so I could tell it was an echidna. It ran to the last guard whose eye I had slashed, slicing his neck. It turned around and looked at me, walking over.
"What did you do that for?! I had him covered!" I yelled at the echidna, which was male. He was dark blue, had gray eyes, and wore a black outfit. A black cloak with that had a gold skull holding the front together below his neck, a long sleeved black tunic with a gray strap tied around his waist, black trousers and black shoes that were made from cloth. I studied the skull clip. Anyone who wears that is an assassin. I looked up to him. "What is your business with me?! I have done nothing wrong!"
"Do not worry, madam. I am not here to eliminate you. And for killing the guard, I did that to help you. Your life should not be wasted." The echidna said.
"Why not? I have nothing to live for. I am poor; I have no friends in life." I said.
"Nor do I. Friends are not needed. At least not for me," the echidna said. "My name is Exodis. I am an assassin: The best that my boss has. I have seen you fight many times. Have you ever been interested in the assassin business?"
"No, but I do need a job. I have no gold pieces," I said to him. "My name is Sierra Katanna."
"If you will follow me so kindly…" Exodis said, walking past me.
I sighed. I turned to him, and then thought for a moment. I do need the money and I would have something to do. Why not? So I followed him. He brought me through town and down an alleyway. Exodis looked around for anyone, and then walked into a door. It blended in so well, I could not see it until he opened it. I followed him inside. It was pitch black inside. He turned down a hallway I did not see. I followed close behind him so I would not bump into any walls. It gradually got lighter as he walked further. You could hear only the clicking of my shoes on the stone ground. His shoes were silent.
He stopped at a dead-end, which had a door. Two male hedgehogs that wore armor guarded it. We stopped in front of them.
"State your name and business!" The guard on the right roared.
"My name is Exodis Cammella and I am here to see Luniare, for I have a possible employee." Exodis said, straightening up and holding his head high. Getting the idea, I did the same.
"Stay here," the guard on the left said. He entered the door and came back five minutes later. "Follow me."
Exodis went first. I followed behind him. We entered the door, walking down a hallway. We walked down more hallways and entered many doors. Finally, we stopped in one room. The guard walked out and shut the door behind us. It was quite a large room, with shields and swords hanging on the walls. There was one table that was on the opposite side of the room with a chair behind it. In the chair sat a muscular wolf with red eyes. He wore a black short-sleeved tunic with a black strap tied around his waist and wore black trousers. He did not wear shoes.
"Ah, Exodis, welcome…" The wolf said, smiling. I presumed it was Luniare. His eyes snapped to me. "Who is this?! Who did you bring in here?!"
"Her name is Sierra Katanna. I have seen her fight many times. She is very skilled. Excellent assassin material." Exodis said to Luniare.
Luniare stood up and walked to me. He studied me for a moment, and brought up his right hand, wiping some of the blood on his finger from my left eye. "You are bleeding."
"Yes, I was in a fight just before I got here."
"Why so?"
"I… I stole a bow-and-arrow from a shop in town. I have no money, I must steal." It hit me when I spoke of the bow-and-arrow. It was still back at the battle scene!
"Well, Sierra Katanna, how would you like to have money? How would you like to have whatever you want?" Luniare said, putting his hands behind his back.
"I would like that very much. What must I do?"
"You must become an assassin. Find and destroy whomever I tell you without leaving a trace that you were there. Tell me, do you like fighting? Are you skilled with weapons?" He began to pace back and forth.
"Oh, yes. Yes to both questions."
"Then you are perfect material for an assassin then." Luniare paused, looking at me. "Can I trust you to keep this business safe? Will you not speak one word of us assassins, even your name?"
I shook my head. "No. I do not speak my own name unless I feel it is safe. I would get thrown in the dungeons from the things I have stolen."
Luniare smiled, his sharp teeth showing. "You are perfect. There are rules, however…" He walked back to his table, looking at some scrolls that were resting on it. "You must disguise yourself differently every time you go into town. After you eliminate many people, and your face is seen, you will be wanted. If your name is said, you will be hunted down. Will you take these risks?"
"Of course."
"Come over here." Luniare said.
I did so. He pulled out his dagger. I expected him to slash me. Instead, he held it in his left hand, turning over his right so the bottom of his wrist pointed up to the ceiling. I could see a long scar on it. He put the point to it, tracing the scar down, blood appearing where he "drew" with the blade. I looked at his face. He did not even wince.
"Do the same to your right wrist." He instructed me.
I looked at Exodis. He nodded. I reluctantly moved the left side of my cloak and grabbed the dagger's hilt with my right hand. I switched hands, and pulled back the sleeve of my tunic, revealing the bottom of my right wrist. I put the point to my wrist, but stopped when Luniare spoke up.
"Do not cut very deep. Only enough so that you will have a scar." He was still holding his wrist out, clenching his hand so that blood would be pushed from the cut.
I nodded slightly and began to pull the blade back. A trail of blood appeared where I had cut myself. After it was about six inches long, I stopped, wincing slightly. Luniare held out a piece of cloth to me. "For your dagger... Always keep your dagger clean."
I nodded slightly; wiping both sides of my dagger clean on the cloth, which Luniare was holding in his hand. He had done the same to his blade.
"Put your cut to mine." Luniare said, leaning over the table and moving his arm up, so the cut pointed at me.
Luniare was much taller than me, so I had to stand on the tips of my feet so that my cut touched his. "Repeat after me... I, Sierra Katanna..." Luniare began. I said each line after he completed the sentence. "Do solemnly swear to never let a word of us assassins pass my lips. I will be loyal to all my fellow assassins, and help them when they are in need. I will never betray them, speak wrong of them, or leave them to die. I will do my best to complete each mission. If a word of these assassins does come out of my lips, I will be killed. I share the blood of Luniare Bikari, for I will be loyal to him and his people always. I am an assassin."
Once I finished, he withdrew his wrist from mine. I put my right arm at my side and put my dagger away. Luniare smiled at me.
"Welcome to this team." Luniare said, smirking slightly. He picked up a golden skull on his table. "For you. A symbol that you are an assassin. You only wear this on your cloak if you are not around anyone." Luniare held it out to me. I took it, taking off the clip that held my cloak and replaced it with the gold skull.
Luniare reached under the table and pulled up a bag, placing it on the table in front of me. On it was written '1,000 GP.' "This is for any weapons or equipment you may need to buy for your missions. Exodis will help you with buying them. I would get to know him… For I have a quest for him… And you are going with him…" I took the bag in my hand.
Exodis looked shocked. "What? I thought you said we go alone!"
"Yes, you do. But not for your first mission. You are my best assassin, surely you will not be caught…"
Exodis sighed. "Fine. What is my… Our… Mission?"
"Do you know of the city of Packor?" Luniare asked, placing his hands on the table and leaning his weight on it.
"Yes. It is miles south of here." I spoke up.
Luniare smiled. "Very good! As you probably know, they have a royal family of four. A king, a queen, a prince, and a princess… I want you to eliminate them. If you do it in less than two days, the rewards will be greater, and it will be easier. It gives them less time to secure the area."
I looked dumbfounded. Four people? In less than two days?!
"Very well." Exodis said. "How much do we get paid?"
"Thirty-thousand gold pieces each."
I was shocked. Thirty thousand gold pieces was more than I have ever owned in my whole life!
"Too low," Exodis said.
I looked at him. You expect more? I said to myself.
"Very well. Forty thousand each. Ten thousand for each person."
"It is a deal. We will have them eliminated by Friday." Exodis said.
"Re-cut your scar," Luniare said to Exodis.
He nodded and pulled back his sleeve, tracing the scar he also had. He put his wrist to mine. "I, Exodis Cammella..." Exodis repeated, "and I, Sierra Katanna..." I repeated after Luniare. "Both swear that I will not betray my partner on this mission. That we will get along, even if we do not like each other, and try not to be noticed. We will complete our mission as soon as possible, leaving no traces that we were there. We share each other's blood, for we will not betray each other or leave one another behind. We are partners, for the time being." We repeated everything after our names at the same time.
"You are both dismissed." Luniare said, once we finished the last line. Exodis turned on his heal and walked away. I followed behind him. We both put our sleeves down.
"Forty thousand gold pieces?! Two days?!" I whispered loudly to him. The guard was standing out the door. He led us back to where we came from.
"Yes. Assassins work quickly. Forty-eight hours is more than enough. Night gives us time to eliminate, also, do not forget. And forty thousand gold pieces will be nothing for you in a few months. But now, we must buy equipment for you. We head out tomorrow morning at sunrise!"
This isn't my usual style, but oh well =P If you know a lot about old medieval-time grammar you'll see that it isn't... I'm sure some of the grammar is wrong for this fic, not necessarily sentences, but some words they may or may not have used back then... Oh well =P I try.
Enjoy, and please, review! No flames though ;.; I know how sucky it is already.
Story of An Assassin
The Beginning
By Blaze "Britt" Hedgehog
Part 1
My name is Sierra Katanna. I hope that I can trust you so you do not speak my name to anyone you know. Even if you speak my first name to someone, I am at the risk of being hunted down and killed as soon as possible.
I know what you are thinking: That I am some criminal constantly on the move, since I am wanted in many places.
Well, part of that is true. I am wanted in some places. My occupation, you ask? I am an assassin. A female assassin. Better yet, the best assassin that works for my boss. My boss? His name is Luniare. He is a wolf. He is too lazy to get off his rear and do the killing himself.
You probably do not know me, for assassins do not show their face in public too often. We are always in disguise; never show our face the same way twice. It is too risky. We are skilled in fighting, disguise, and camouflage. Most of all, killing without leaving any evidence that shows we were there.
We carry a small pack on our backs that carries what we need. Which is not very much, just some clothes for disguise, various items to cover up our face, maybe a few weapons. We mostly use daggers to fight, since they are small. Swords are too big. We travel light. We have light shoes, which are cloth with a soft padding below our feet so we do not make any sound when we are sneaking through the forest. And probably the most important item of ours: Gloves. Gloves stop you from leaving fingerprints. A must have for an assassin.
How did I become an assassin? Well, this is my story.
I had my dagger drawn; I was crouched slightly, my cloak hitting the ground. I faced four muscular echidna guards. They had chased me for stealing a bow-and-arrow from a shop in the town. You see, before I was an assassin, I was poor. I could not afford anything. I lived in a pretty much empty hollowed-out tree in the forest. I still live in that tree, but it is full of furniture and other things now.
Anyways, back to the guards. They leapt at me. I threw myself on the ground, as one soared over me. I slashed the guard's neck, him crumpling to the ground behind my head. I sat up, ducking another guard that flew over my head. I jumped to my feet, still crouching. I rolled to the right as one slashed at me with his sword. I slammed my black handled six-inch dagger into his stomach, right below where his chest armor stopped and his leg armor began. Blood trickled from his mouth. I yanked my dagger out, jumping up and facing the final two guards.
I stood ready.
The one on my left ran forward, slashing at my neck with his sword. I moved my head back, slashing back. I slashed him across his eye. He roared in pain, blood instantly flowing from his eye, along with some white substance. He stumbled back, clutching his eye with his left hand. The guard looked at the other one, growled, and jumped at me. I did not see him coming. He slashed at my face. I yelped slightly as the blade slashed my left eyebrow. Blood starting trickling into my eye.
I heard a roar and saw something flying toward me. Instinctively I ducked, and the dark blue figure landed in front of me, slashing the guard like wild. The guard fell before his feet. The figure had dreadlocks, so I could tell it was an echidna. It ran to the last guard whose eye I had slashed, slicing his neck. It turned around and looked at me, walking over.
"What did you do that for?! I had him covered!" I yelled at the echidna, which was male. He was dark blue, had gray eyes, and wore a black outfit. A black cloak with that had a gold skull holding the front together below his neck, a long sleeved black tunic with a gray strap tied around his waist, black trousers and black shoes that were made from cloth. I studied the skull clip. Anyone who wears that is an assassin. I looked up to him. "What is your business with me?! I have done nothing wrong!"
"Do not worry, madam. I am not here to eliminate you. And for killing the guard, I did that to help you. Your life should not be wasted." The echidna said.
"Why not? I have nothing to live for. I am poor; I have no friends in life." I said.
"Nor do I. Friends are not needed. At least not for me," the echidna said. "My name is Exodis. I am an assassin: The best that my boss has. I have seen you fight many times. Have you ever been interested in the assassin business?"
"No, but I do need a job. I have no gold pieces," I said to him. "My name is Sierra Katanna."
"If you will follow me so kindly…" Exodis said, walking past me.
I sighed. I turned to him, and then thought for a moment. I do need the money and I would have something to do. Why not? So I followed him. He brought me through town and down an alleyway. Exodis looked around for anyone, and then walked into a door. It blended in so well, I could not see it until he opened it. I followed him inside. It was pitch black inside. He turned down a hallway I did not see. I followed close behind him so I would not bump into any walls. It gradually got lighter as he walked further. You could hear only the clicking of my shoes on the stone ground. His shoes were silent.
He stopped at a dead-end, which had a door. Two male hedgehogs that wore armor guarded it. We stopped in front of them.
"State your name and business!" The guard on the right roared.
"My name is Exodis Cammella and I am here to see Luniare, for I have a possible employee." Exodis said, straightening up and holding his head high. Getting the idea, I did the same.
"Stay here," the guard on the left said. He entered the door and came back five minutes later. "Follow me."
Exodis went first. I followed behind him. We entered the door, walking down a hallway. We walked down more hallways and entered many doors. Finally, we stopped in one room. The guard walked out and shut the door behind us. It was quite a large room, with shields and swords hanging on the walls. There was one table that was on the opposite side of the room with a chair behind it. In the chair sat a muscular wolf with red eyes. He wore a black short-sleeved tunic with a black strap tied around his waist and wore black trousers. He did not wear shoes.
"Ah, Exodis, welcome…" The wolf said, smiling. I presumed it was Luniare. His eyes snapped to me. "Who is this?! Who did you bring in here?!"
"Her name is Sierra Katanna. I have seen her fight many times. She is very skilled. Excellent assassin material." Exodis said to Luniare.
Luniare stood up and walked to me. He studied me for a moment, and brought up his right hand, wiping some of the blood on his finger from my left eye. "You are bleeding."
"Yes, I was in a fight just before I got here."
"Why so?"
"I… I stole a bow-and-arrow from a shop in town. I have no money, I must steal." It hit me when I spoke of the bow-and-arrow. It was still back at the battle scene!
"Well, Sierra Katanna, how would you like to have money? How would you like to have whatever you want?" Luniare said, putting his hands behind his back.
"I would like that very much. What must I do?"
"You must become an assassin. Find and destroy whomever I tell you without leaving a trace that you were there. Tell me, do you like fighting? Are you skilled with weapons?" He began to pace back and forth.
"Oh, yes. Yes to both questions."
"Then you are perfect material for an assassin then." Luniare paused, looking at me. "Can I trust you to keep this business safe? Will you not speak one word of us assassins, even your name?"
I shook my head. "No. I do not speak my own name unless I feel it is safe. I would get thrown in the dungeons from the things I have stolen."
Luniare smiled, his sharp teeth showing. "You are perfect. There are rules, however…" He walked back to his table, looking at some scrolls that were resting on it. "You must disguise yourself differently every time you go into town. After you eliminate many people, and your face is seen, you will be wanted. If your name is said, you will be hunted down. Will you take these risks?"
"Of course."
"Come over here." Luniare said.
I did so. He pulled out his dagger. I expected him to slash me. Instead, he held it in his left hand, turning over his right so the bottom of his wrist pointed up to the ceiling. I could see a long scar on it. He put the point to it, tracing the scar down, blood appearing where he "drew" with the blade. I looked at his face. He did not even wince.
"Do the same to your right wrist." He instructed me.
I looked at Exodis. He nodded. I reluctantly moved the left side of my cloak and grabbed the dagger's hilt with my right hand. I switched hands, and pulled back the sleeve of my tunic, revealing the bottom of my right wrist. I put the point to my wrist, but stopped when Luniare spoke up.
"Do not cut very deep. Only enough so that you will have a scar." He was still holding his wrist out, clenching his hand so that blood would be pushed from the cut.
I nodded slightly and began to pull the blade back. A trail of blood appeared where I had cut myself. After it was about six inches long, I stopped, wincing slightly. Luniare held out a piece of cloth to me. "For your dagger... Always keep your dagger clean."
I nodded slightly; wiping both sides of my dagger clean on the cloth, which Luniare was holding in his hand. He had done the same to his blade.
"Put your cut to mine." Luniare said, leaning over the table and moving his arm up, so the cut pointed at me.
Luniare was much taller than me, so I had to stand on the tips of my feet so that my cut touched his. "Repeat after me... I, Sierra Katanna..." Luniare began. I said each line after he completed the sentence. "Do solemnly swear to never let a word of us assassins pass my lips. I will be loyal to all my fellow assassins, and help them when they are in need. I will never betray them, speak wrong of them, or leave them to die. I will do my best to complete each mission. If a word of these assassins does come out of my lips, I will be killed. I share the blood of Luniare Bikari, for I will be loyal to him and his people always. I am an assassin."
Once I finished, he withdrew his wrist from mine. I put my right arm at my side and put my dagger away. Luniare smiled at me.
"Welcome to this team." Luniare said, smirking slightly. He picked up a golden skull on his table. "For you. A symbol that you are an assassin. You only wear this on your cloak if you are not around anyone." Luniare held it out to me. I took it, taking off the clip that held my cloak and replaced it with the gold skull.
Luniare reached under the table and pulled up a bag, placing it on the table in front of me. On it was written '1,000 GP.' "This is for any weapons or equipment you may need to buy for your missions. Exodis will help you with buying them. I would get to know him… For I have a quest for him… And you are going with him…" I took the bag in my hand.
Exodis looked shocked. "What? I thought you said we go alone!"
"Yes, you do. But not for your first mission. You are my best assassin, surely you will not be caught…"
Exodis sighed. "Fine. What is my… Our… Mission?"
"Do you know of the city of Packor?" Luniare asked, placing his hands on the table and leaning his weight on it.
"Yes. It is miles south of here." I spoke up.
Luniare smiled. "Very good! As you probably know, they have a royal family of four. A king, a queen, a prince, and a princess… I want you to eliminate them. If you do it in less than two days, the rewards will be greater, and it will be easier. It gives them less time to secure the area."
I looked dumbfounded. Four people? In less than two days?!
"Very well." Exodis said. "How much do we get paid?"
"Thirty-thousand gold pieces each."
I was shocked. Thirty thousand gold pieces was more than I have ever owned in my whole life!
"Too low," Exodis said.
I looked at him. You expect more? I said to myself.
"Very well. Forty thousand each. Ten thousand for each person."
"It is a deal. We will have them eliminated by Friday." Exodis said.
"Re-cut your scar," Luniare said to Exodis.
He nodded and pulled back his sleeve, tracing the scar he also had. He put his wrist to mine. "I, Exodis Cammella..." Exodis repeated, "and I, Sierra Katanna..." I repeated after Luniare. "Both swear that I will not betray my partner on this mission. That we will get along, even if we do not like each other, and try not to be noticed. We will complete our mission as soon as possible, leaving no traces that we were there. We share each other's blood, for we will not betray each other or leave one another behind. We are partners, for the time being." We repeated everything after our names at the same time.
"You are both dismissed." Luniare said, once we finished the last line. Exodis turned on his heal and walked away. I followed behind him. We both put our sleeves down.
"Forty thousand gold pieces?! Two days?!" I whispered loudly to him. The guard was standing out the door. He led us back to where we came from.
"Yes. Assassins work quickly. Forty-eight hours is more than enough. Night gives us time to eliminate, also, do not forget. And forty thousand gold pieces will be nothing for you in a few months. But now, we must buy equipment for you. We head out tomorrow morning at sunrise!"