It was raining, and I was at the top of the building. It was New York City, 2011. My name, well they call me an Assassin…There are Murderers, there are killers. Then assassins. I'm probably boring the shit out of you, but its true. Assassins kill for the good reason. I am Max Orelov. I am Russian, and so is my ancestor, Nikolai Orelov. He was an Assassin In the Brotherhood in the 1880's, and now, this is my story… from how I became an Assassin.
" Ugh, nothing, really? Bad time for this building…Well ,here I go." As I fell from the top of the Chrysler Building, I noticed my image in the windows. I wore a black Assassins Hoodie with Dark Blue thin stripes. I had on Dark Black Jeans, and I had a jaw line. I was White Caucasian, but Tan. I saw an open window, I tried grabbing, I grabbed the edge missing by an Inch. I climbed inside, someone saw me, and they did it on purpose.
"Who… are you?"
"I am your friend, I will not hurt you...I will not kill with my hand unless it is needed. Nule Reale, Tutto Veccito.. Requiescat In Pace." I mouthed. But, he didn't hesitate.
"Welcome to the Brotherhood?" He said. His face was familiar. Desmond Miles? Maybe. But I'm going to check this guy out..
"How are you, brother?" I asked. He chuckled. I smiled, and threw him a piece of paper, falling back out at least thirty stories down. Tasting the Rain on my lips, and on my face. I was A mere child, only…18. I am what I am. I landed on the top of the entrance, where the bouncy thing is. I climbed down, and walked back To Beautiful time square. I sat down on a bench. A girl in a gray hoodie sat next to me. It was none other than my girlfriend, Alexis. Alexis and I knew each other since they were 13. We were both Orphaned.
"Hi Max. How was your day?" she asked me in a nice tone. We both smiled at eachother, then kissed. She was the only person to care for me left.. Besides The Brotherhood. Then, I saw white jacketed people all around me. My hidden blades came out of my sleeves, and Alex and I, We both muttered "Requiescat In Pace…." Then started killing people rolling over backs, and stabbing getting down just in time before our heads got cut off, I saw something peculiar before I got hit. I saw a man smiling at me. He was wearing a white, old fashioned… Russian… Assassins hood? It was Nikolai. "Thank you…" I thought. I woke up. It was day. I was in my bed, holding Alex in her hoodie. (AN: Perverts…) Was it a dream? I don't know.. but this wasn't our house.. we were not in New York City. Well, we were close. But not the city. It was Alex's house. I think were in Brooklyn, not sure though. I saw an "A" on a Laptop. We were at her house. I woke up to go to the Kitchen, and eat breakfast. I heard a gun shot. I looked in a cabinet that had a "KT" on it. It stood for "Killing Templars." I grabbed a desert eagle, and an AA12. I sniped people out the window. I was helping the cops, of course.. I heard Alex wake up. I put the gun away, and she hugged me tighter then belief. This girl was my meaning to live. I was here to help her, and be with her. I was here to be who I am now… not what I was 6 years ago…
~Flashbacked Bitch o.o~
I woke up for school. I was smiling, and I hugged my little brother Matthew. I saw my best friend James waiting at the Bus Stop. I said bye to my mother and father. I got on the bus, and headed for school. I noticed a 9th grader staring at me, he was wearing a hood. He creeped me out. I was only in 7th grade, come on! I was scared… Then, when the bus arrived. I asked James " Hey James. Is that guy staring?" I asked. "Who?" He said. I looked back, and he was gone. For the rest of the day, it was normal. I looked around the bus. I got on. I saw him waiting for me to sit next to him. I told James to sit across from me. "Nule Reale… Tutto Lecitto… remember those words. You will use them in shorter time. When you get home, go to the mall.. get to the food court. I will meet you there .Bring a hoodie, and a couple of your supplies. I got home. The day of 9/24/2005 will haunt me forever. I saw my family… dead. On the ground, bleeding. I knelt down to my little brother… He was only 5. Why would people do this.. I cried my eyes out. He was the best little brother ever.. and he is dead. I grabbed my hoodie. I packed supplies. I went to a girls house. Her name was Katie… I asked her out in 5th grade. I was declined… I knocked on her door, and she answered. I hugged her tighter than I could imagine. I stopped and said "I couldn't stop thinking about you…after what happened. She hugged me tighter, and then Kissed me. I ran off, to the mall. I was going to the Food Court. I met the man in the Hoodie. I had it on, and my nice one-strapped over my waist back pack.
"Templars..Templars did this to your family. They have been trying to hunt down the brotherhood since it was created. Even before our creed, creeds before us." He said.
"Nule Reale.. Tutto Vecitto… Requiescat In Pace." We said at the same time. I then knew, I was going to be like him.
~ITS DONE.~
I woke out of my flashback, tearing. The girl with the dark hair raced across the room, and tackled me in comfort. I sobbed in her shoulder, and she held me like…It hurts talking about them.
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