The streets were filled with civilians, bells charmed through the air. Everything was still, seemingly calm, as the woman cloaked in white passed through the crowds.
It was as if they refused to see her, refused her very being as they saw through her like a ghost. Oh well, less witnesses, less blood... she thought. The gaurds walked by without a single glimpse on her direction. Her shadowed face smiled.
The kill shall be simple and easy, my revenge swift and pleasing... She turned off into an alleyway, jumped up and grabbed onto a beam. Pulling herself up swiftly and without a sound, she examined the roof tops.
No one in sight, on roof or street.
She jumped like an acrobat from beam to beam, swinging from poles and running across the wall, until she had gotten to her target. The open window on the third story.
You pay tonight with your life, you bastard!
Sticking her hand into the window, she grabbed the throat of the nearest gaurd and yanked him through the window, than jumped in, slashing the throat of the other gaurd. He dropped to the floor, his blood streaming across the wood, mouth gaping, eyes hazed over with death.
The servant at the other side of the room cowered in fear. Before she could run to warn her target, the woman crossed the room and pinned the other to the wall.
"Where is he?" she demanded.
"Wh-who are you ta-talking about?" the servant asked, strugling to breath.
"Don't play dumb with me, wrench. You serve him, don't you? Answer."
"Why don't you ask him yourself?" a deep voice rumbled from behind. "Who are you to invade my home? To strike my servants and kill my gaurds?"
The woman turned slowly, letting the servant go. "Don't you remember me, you ugly bastard? Don't you remember the one you sent to hell over a damned crystal?" She pulled her hood down from shading her face, revealing the scar that ran down her pale skin. Her chrimson eyes shot daggers, her teeth bared in anger.
"You-" the man shouted. "You're suppose to be dead!"
"That sucks, doesn't it?" she hissed. "Burn in hell."
She jumped at the man, dagger of black mettal in hand, aiming for his throat. Her goal will be finnished, a hunt of two years successfull. She shall give him exactly what he deserves.
She'll kill the man who killed her family.
She'll kill he who kill her brotheren.
He who killed the other Assasins.
Keep in mind that this is going off by itself. It's still a fanfiction, but the story line and charectors are original. Please tell me what you think, good or bad? This is just the prolauge, by the way. The first chapter will go back two weeks. All mysteries will be revealed in due time.