Assassin's Creed: Renegade
Chapter 1: Sicarius Aquila
Vienna, Austria-Hungary, 1909 AD
"Sicarius are you ready for the initiation?" The mentor asked.
I was definitely ready, by all means. "Yes." I replied my voice hoarse and heavy with emotion.
The mentor smiled as he said "Very well then. Sicarius Aquila, do you wish to follow the Eagle's path?"
A part of his mind snorted. His very surname meant Eagle for god's sake! "Yes." He replied.
The mentor and the elders that stood behind him nodded. The Mentor continued. "Are you willing to lay down your life for the benefit and the betterment of the brotherhood and fight against the tyranny of the Templars?"
"Yes." I replied again.
"Very well then. Recite the tenets."
"Stay your blade from the flesh of the innocents. Hide in Plain sight. Never compromise the brotherhood." I recited as the elders once again, nodded at me in approval. The Mentor nodded as he said "Good. Now hear the words spoken by our ancestors."
"Where other men blindly follow the truth, remember….."
"Nothing is true." I replied.
"Where other men are limited by morality or law, remember….."
"Everything is permitted." I replied as I and the mentor recited the next two lines. "We work in the dark to serve the light."
"We are…Assassins."
X.X.X
My name is Sicarius Aquila. I have just been inducted in the brotherhood. I guess I should give you a brief introduction about me. You see, I am 20 years old. By the time I was 15, I had no, absolutely no idea about my assassin heritage. But then my family became the victim of a Templar murder, in which a kind Templar (a rarity) let me go thinking enslaving a child was too much even for her tastes. The Brotherhood found me. From being a child of one of the nobles of Austria-Hungary I became an Assassin Initiate.
I trained under the mentor and the elders with my other fellow initiates.
This is my story.
X.X.X (End of Sicarius's POV)
Vienna, 1912
"This is the clam before storm, Sicarius." The mentor, whose name was Tobias Maximillian beckoned Sicarius forward. "I wish for you to do something Sicarius."
"What is this job, Mentor?" Sicarius's soft voice rang out through the office.
Tobias studied his protégé who had been an assassin for three years now. He wore a hood like all assassins, and a black robes (Think Arno's robes but black in color). He wore dual blades with his assassin gauntlet containing a rope launcher on his left hand and his right assassin gauntlet other than the hidden blade, was also capable of using 25 poison darts before having to be reloaded. He also had a Kukri in his robes and three smoke balls at his waist. He had two pistols behind him as well.
He hadn't done much work in the three years as the elders were still wary about him, why Tobias couldn't figure out, but when he did assignments, he executed them as perfectly as a novice could get. He quickly rose through the ranks, enough to be an assassin leader.
"As you should know by now the emperor, Francis Joseph is the Templar Grandmaster of the Austrian Rite. He has been using his influence as Emperor to do various acts using the law. This has been causing many problems. He has recently sent a messenger to another Templar, whom I do not know. I want you to assassinate the messenger and bring the message, which is in the form of a letter back here, in the Assassin Bureau in Vienna." Tobias explained.
Sicarius looked mildly interested as he asked "Where is this messenger heading and what his name is?"
"He is heading for Graz. You should find him on the Vienna-Graz Highway accompanied by the royal guards." Tobias said as Sicarius nodded and asked "May I leave for the assignment then?"
Tobias nodded. I hope you return with bright news. Viel Gluck."
"Danke." Sicarius replied as he disappeared.
X.X.X
By car it took a person the journey of 3 days from Vienna to Graz, but by the royal carriage it would take the travelers a week and a half to reach Graz. Just a day out of Vienna Sicarius spotted the royal carriage. From his vantage point, the royal carriage had stopped for some rest in a transit town. There were 20 guards altogether. They all were armed with rifles and swords. Even though swords had declined after the turn of the century some people still used it, it seemed.
Anyway, the messenger, he had seen was a scrounge little man, scrawny and it seemed a little lightweight. He was inside the carriage eating some food while the guards surrounded the carriage. The Carriage after some more minutes of resting set off once again in its journey.
Sicarius followed the carriage. It wasn't hard. It was barely going above brisk walking pace. Five guards in the back, he counted.
Sicarius readied his dart launcher as he took aim from his distance of fifteen meters away. He let five darts fly as the five guards simply fell down dead. As soon as the carriage was a fair distance away Sicarius disposed of the guards. He then ran towards the carriage. They seemed to have noticed the five guards were missing. The leader of the guards, ordered the remaining 14 guards to split into groups of two and search the area.
Sicarius grinned. This made his work so much easier. One group came towards his direction. Sicarius crept towards them and let his hidden blades fly into their spines. They stiffened for a bit, before falling down dead.
He ran towards the east where two guards had found one of the bodies he had disposed it seemed. The guard used a flare to call the others. Cursing Sicarius immediately dropped in front of them from a tree and before they could react pierced their hearts with hiss hidden blades. Sicarius let their bodies stay on the ground as he scaled a tree and hid in its foliage.
The other guards came seeking the flare and immediately recoiled at the dead sight of their comrades. There were six guards, he counted in his mind as Sicarius silently leaped down from the tree and extending his dual hidden blades smashed them down onto the necks of two guards. They fell down dead.
The other four drew their blades, realizing rifles wouldn't work in such a compact area, and attacked him. The first one tried to stab Sicarius in the gut. Sicarius immediately knew the first one was an undertrained guard as he easily caught the blade. But the moment he did that the second guard ran forward and tried to decapitate him. Sicarius ducked under the swipe and held onto the second guards Head as the first tried to get his blade free of Sicarius. Sicarius smashed the two's heads together causing them to crumple down unconscious. The third and fourth guards ran towards Sicarius and tried to swipe at him. Just before the swipes met Sicarius used his rope launcher to the side and dodged the attack. He moved to the side, and with lightning fast speed attacked the fourth guard. The guard realized this and brought his blade up in defense but was too slow as a hidden blade buried itself in his throat. The third guard enrage tried to attack him from the behind.
Sicarius flipped over as he kicked the guard over and took his Kukri out. He stabbed the guard with it as he fell down dead.
Sicarius wiped the blood of his blades and clothes as he estimated that only 3 guards were left.
He returned to find the carriage. In the carriage two guards and the leader were having an argument about something. He could use the distraction. Sicarius let two poison darts fly as they struck the two guards. They fell down dead. The leader spotted him and drew his blade and slowly approached him. At least he had some brains on combat.
Taking his Kukri out he deflected the stab that was coming towards him. He flicked his wrists over as he tried to disarm the leader. The leader caught wind of this as he too flicked his wrists via his blade causing the two negate. The Lader, still in blade lock tried to kick him in gut. It hit. Sicarius stumbled back as he regained his bearing and saw a blade coming right for his heart. Sicarius knelt below the blade and let his Kukri impale itself in the heart of the Leader.
The Leader stiffened as blood spurted from his mouth before falling down dead. Wiping himself of the blood Sicarius approached the carriage. Inside he saw the messenger. He looked at Sicarius in annoyance as he said "Who are you? I have an important job to do, get out."
Sicarius growled as he grabbed the neck of the messenger and took out a Templar necklace that the messenger was wearing. The messenger got the message. "You….are an assassin?"
"What does it look like?" Sicarius growled as he said "Now the letter supposed to be going to Graz?"
"Please." Begged the messenger. "I will lose my job if you do this!"
"And you will lose your life if you don't do this." The assassin retorted.
"Guards!" The messenger tried to cry out but it was futile. The highway was in the middle of the forest, deserted except for them. "Why do you think your carriage was stalled? All your guards are dead." Sicarius snarled.
The messenger gulped as he nodded and brought out a letter with the royal coat of arms and Templar cross on it. Sicarius pocketed it as he said "Well I can't have you talking can I?"
The messenger's face paled as he realized the implication of the words. "No! I gave you the!"
He went still as a hidden blade embedded itself into the messenger's spine.
Sicarius took off towards Vienna after that.
X.X.X
Later on the news it was told that the royal carriage was found by a patrol of soldiers who found all the dead bodies. The people were guessing about who the killer(s) could be and what they wanted. Majority of the people blamed it on the Triple Entente and said that they were involved in this and masterminded the, what the people called it 'The Carriage Massacre.'
But Francis Joseph knew better. The Assassins were operating again.
X.X.X
Assassin's Bureau, Vienna.
"So this is the letter?" Tobias asked.
"Yes mentor." Sicarius answered as he looked at Tobias curious.
"Yes, do you have something to ask me, Sicarius?"
Sicarius looked uncomfortable before saying "When I fought those guards, they seemed so drilled into their cause willing to die for the Templars. Yet the messenger was willig to betray his order in the face of death. Why? Why mist man do such vile acts when he is threatened?"
Tobias chuckled. The fifty, nearing sixty year old mentor was waiting for the day, the day Sicarisu would slowly grow out of his loneliness and look towards wisdom. "The human psychology is….interesting in the least my student. When under certain situations, mostly dire, for his love of his life, a man will do anything, even sell out his very own mother."
"Do…the Assassins do that as…well?" Sicarius asked wearily.
Tobias chuckled. "No. The Assassin training encompasses to overcome that particular part of Human Psychology. Though there have been some turncoats in the past like Duncan Walpole."
Sicarius looked pleased with the answer before asking "So if I may ask, what was written in the letter?"
Tobias sighed. "It is disturbing. I will have to look further into this. When I do, you will receive your next assignment."
Sicarius nodded as he turned and left. He walked towards his quarters. He sat down on his bed as he looked at a picture. It was a picture depicting a fifteen year old child with blonde hair and azure blue eyes. On his left side stood his laughing father with his swaying blonde hair and dark brown eyes. On the child's right side stood a woman with intense beauty with peering azure blue eyes.
A tear slid put of Sicarius's eye. "Oh how I miss you, Mutter (Mother), Vater (Father)."
END OF CHAPTER
SO GUYS THIS IS MY FIRST TRY AT A PURE ASSASSIN'S CREED FANFICTION. DESTINY WILL STILL BE GOING ON. I AM SORRY BUT FROM NOW ONE THERE WILL BE SOME BREAKS IN BETWEEN THE CHAPTERS IN EACH STORY BECAUSE IN A MONTH AND HALF MY EXAMS ARE COMING AND AFTER A MONTH I WONT BE ABLE TO UPDATE AT ALL FOR ANOTHER MONTH.
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FYI-THIS TAKES PLACE IN THE ERA OF WORLD WAR 1