Heya! Here it is! One of my new fanfics the RAAC! Review and tell me what you think and if I could do something better. Thanks. Love ya! -RK

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I walk through camp, carrying a bucket. I went to the river on the outskirts of my masters camp. When I reached the river's edge I kneeled down and looked at the world beyond. Oh how I wish I could be free. I thought. Been with my master, Templar Grand Master, I scoff at his title, since I was little. Never seen the outside world besides the parts my master went past.

We've been moving around in camps ever since the attack the assassins did on my master's fortress. Never been in the same place twice. I thought.

I dipped the bucket into the river absentmindedly. I stood up and walked back over to the camp. As I walked the small chains on the shackles on my wrists clinked. I sighed when I tripped over the few Templar's swords that never got put away after training.

I realized that I would be the one to put those away. I went to the cooking fire and set down the bucket for the cook to use when making dinner. Once I set it down I gathered the swords on the ground. I grabbed a sharpening rock, that was used specially to sharpen swords, and walked over to my small resting area.

There wasn't much there. Just a one man tent, a basin and pitcher and a small trunk with my personal belongings. I sat down in the cleared area in front of my tent and picked up a sword. I then started scratching the rock along the edges.

Ching. Ching. Ching. The blade sang as I pushed the rock down the edge. Once I felt that the blade was sharp enough I started on the next one. Once I finished sharpening the blades I picked up everything and moved back to the templars.

I set down the last sword in it's proper place. "Lilith! Come here. NOW!" Master Philippe du Plessis shouted from across the camp. I walked across camp towards the command tent.

"Yes, master Philippe?" I ask when I enter the tent to the council area. On special occasions like meetings with the commanders I'm supposed to call master in formal which is master then his name.

"Bring us the map. We need to plan our attack." I nodded hesitantly and left the room and went to his private tent. Once I grabbed the map from his trunk I left and went back to deliver it to him. Master does not like to be kept waiting. I thought. When I enter, Master Philippe snatches the map from my hands when I'm close enough.

"We'll need defenses here, here, and here" He says while pointing to areas on the map. He then turns to me, "And we'll need a killer. You, Lilith will be trained as an Assassin."

I look up in surprise at this statement. I gulped in fear, for I have seen the violence of his training. I bandaged and buried most of his former recruits for the job. I see he's waiting for an answer, "Y-yes, M-m-master P-philippe."

"Good. You may go." He says shooing me away. I then hurry out of the tent and head to my own. Fearing the brutality that I will have to face in the future, I crawl on my bed roll and fall asleep.

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For four months I've been training. Cruel, hard training that made me ache everywhere. I fall onto my bed roll and grab the water skin close by. The cook called out for people to come get their dinner but I was too tired to get up and eat. During the courses, if I failed one thing or did not do it to my master's preference, I was beaten until I got it right. It doesn't help that I'm half starved.

I slept fitfully, always on edge for fear of master coming for me. I was slightly grateful when morning came cause was not going to sleep at all that night. As I crawled out of my tent the sun streaked the sky with yellow and orange.

I got to my feet and stretched before heading over to the cooking fire. I grabbed the bucket there and headed toward the river again. As I headed back I heard my masters voice raised. I set the bucket down by the fire and head over to where he is. "WENCH LILITH!" I wince slightly because I'm right outside his tent as he bellowed.

I enter the tent hesitantly. "Yes master?" He looks at me from his table.

"Have I given you the hidden blade yet?" I hastily shake my head. "Come here then." I fearfully step forward. He grabs my wrist and then buckles on a gauntlet. He then let's my wrist go and I look at it. I bend my wrist back to look at it and a blade pops out.

I start in surprise, I've seen master using this and grabbing them off dead people, Templars and Assassins alike. But I never knew there was a specific movement to open the blade. I freak out as I try to put the blade back and master laughs at me.

He grabs my wrist again and pushes it forward and the blade goes away. "That's how you open and close the blade." He said. He then gestures to the side and I gasp. On the side of the tent a young woman kneeled gagged and bound. "Now kill her."

I step back shocked. "Why?" My heart starts beating faster at such thought.

"Because as an Assassin, you need to kill. So, you need to practice if you're going to do it correctly." Master said. I stare open-mouthed at him. I then hesitantly shake my head.

"I won't kill her. She hasn't done anything." I reply.

"Her husband sides with the Assassin's, so they need to be taught a lesson." I shake my head more vigorously at him.

"I will not." I reply holding my ground. He then stood up and walks over to the woman and pulls her up. He brings his arm back and then pushes it forward. The woman gasps and then slowly crumbles to the ground in pain. Blood pools out of a wound as she tries to cover it.

"This is how it's done. And if you ever refuse to kill again, be sure that you will be beaten." I gulp and nod before running out of the tent.

XXX One Month Later XXX

I pick up the one thing I have of my parents. A locket that my dad apparently gave my mom when they got married. One of the soldiers took pity on me when I was young and gave it to me because he knew that I would want something from them. I don't know what happened to them. When they found me, master took the locket away.

He says they gave me that locket then left me out to die. I thanked him for the gesture because he knew what it was like to be orphaned. But nevertheless I drape the locket around my neck then I grabbed my blanket. After I picked my way through camp. When at the edge I glance back.

No one stirred when I sneaked past. Good, that will make this easier. I thought.

Once outside of camp a cold breeze goes by. I hug the blanket closer and run out of the clearing onto open road. As I run snow starts falling down softly. As time passes the snow goes down harder and harder until it's a full blown snowstorm. I can't see for more than a few inches from my head.

I stumble forward and can't see where I'm going. Slowly fatigue gets the better of me and I stumble onto my knees. "No...I c-c-can't s-stop now. M-m-must keep g-g-going." I told myself through chattering teeth. I walk a few more steps until I collapse and past out, just praying that Master Philippe will not find me.

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Heya! How did you like that? First of two stories by me and my Bestie! Review and tell me what you think. That's an order from Halt. -RK+AM (her nickname)