TheBeginning
He was the wind, he was a shadow, he could pass by like a ghost, unnoticed.
"Hey Jensen are you with me, hello?", the sound of his best friend's voice snapped him out of the trance he had placed himself under.
"Yes Peter I'm still here now stop pestering me I'm trying to get my self ready" what Jensen was getting himself ready to do was jump a gap the size of his body spread out, which was just over one and a half metres tall, now this wouldn't normally be a big problem for him but it was because he was on the rooftop of a four storey high building and if he tripped he would certainly fall to his death,
"You've been trying to get yourself ready for ten minutes now, when are you going to jump it or am I going to have to do it first?" Peter would never actually do the jump, he always exaggerated his abilities, Jensen guessed it was to make himself seem better than him.
"Okay check to see that there aren't any guards at the bottom and tell me when the coast is clear" Peter moved to the edge and peered down the building, his thumb went up, which was the signal for him to run, Jensen sprinted to the edge of the building and with one great jump he leaped over onto the other building and rolled just so he didn't hurt himself.
"Jensen that was fantastic!", exclaimed Peter, "Now let's get down before the guards show up.
Jensen and Peter both scaled down the buildings like they had done it all their lives, in a way they had, they had been doing these kind of daring stunts ever since they were seven years old, they were both sixteen now and had moved on to higher and bigger jumps and stunts.
The streets below were filled with locals, beggars annoying passers by for coin, merchants shouting about their cheap prices at the top of their voices. People moved about with purpose, all dressed in quite drab clothing to theirs, Jensen and Peter both wore white three quarter length shorts that strapped around their shins which made for fast moving, and they both had a strip of cloth tied to the side of the shorts which flowed when they moved, Jensen walked around shirtless to show off his masculine physique while Peter had a what was once white shirt on, which now had dirt stains all over it making him seem like a dirty street urchin.
The sun was blazing hot today and everyone was feeling it, women fanned their faces with their hands and men walked around shirtless dabbing at their faces with handkerchiefs. A woman walked by who had the most magnificent bosom the two boys had ever seen, it heaved as she walked one, swayed was more the word.
"Now that's a woman I wouldn't want as a wife" Jensen looked at his friend incredulously.
"What are you talking about man? If I had a woman like that I wouldn't need to impress anyone else."
"Look at her, the minute you don't please her anymore," his friend gave him a sly smile then, "she will go and bed the next man that offers her his bread."
They both laughed raucously then, which earned them a few looks from passers by. After a few moments longer enjoying their laughter they stopped and a new sound entered the air. The sound of clanging armour, men shouting and footsteps, running towards their direction.
They both looked at each other and smiled, finally some action, they both ran for the nearest building and scaled it swiftly. Once at the top they looked around until they spotted someone else on the rooftops, gaining ground at an incredible speed. The figure was wearing a hooded robe which spread at the bottom to give him room to run, and he had a red strip of cloth just like them hanging at his side. The man then jumped a gap that was easily three times the size of the one Jensen done and he done it so fluidly, he seemed to move like water.
"Now who do you suppose that is?" asked Peter and just a few seconds later his question was answered by someone at ground level shouting
"STOP ASSASSIN!"
They couldn't believe their luck, a real assassin, and he was showing off too.
"Hey want to follow him?" asked Jensen excitedly.
"Are you joking, he'll kill us if he sees us!"
"Well let's not let him see us then", and without further time for talk Jensen jumped across the rooftop he was standing on, landing on another one about two metres away, and started to follow the man. He could hear Peter sighing behind him but he followed straight after.
"If we die, I'm going to kill you" said Peter who was now behind him.
Jensen flashed his friend a smile and sped off after the assassin.
It wasn't easy keeping up with the man, he moved like nothing they had ever seen, his movement were so fluid, one moment he was just running in a straight line, the next he had jumped another rooftop and slid under or vaulted over obstacles.
"He's fast" panted Jensen. Before Peter could reply, a stone had hit him square in the face which made him lose his balance and fall over.
Jensen stopped to check on his injured and lost site of the assassin
"He threw a stone at me" said Peter incredulously as if he couldn't believe it. His nose had started bleeding and it seemed out of place.
"I think he broke your nose" said Jensen, he put his Finger on Peter's nose and moved it a little, the bone crunched and Peter retreated clutching his nose. "Yeah it's broken. Come here I can fix the bump at least"
Peter walked to him and Jensen put his thumbs to the sides of his nose, and with a quick motion, and another crunch, he pushed the bone back into place.
"You're lucky he didn't kill you"
"Yeah then I'd have to kill you for making me go on this stupid chase" replied Peter sulkily. Jensen laughed and slapped his friend on the back.
"Come on, we have to go back anyway, the gang will be expecting us, and tonight we have a big job to do"
They both scaled down the building, Jensen almost falling off after losing a foothold, and walked back to their hideout, all the while hearing shouts and clanging of armour, it seemed the guards hadn't caught the assassin.