Hello there, it's been a long time since I've written anything on fanfiction and that's because I've found some level of success as a professional author. With that as a driving factor, I'm motivated to write more than ever so here I am with an updated style and new ideas to make this story and I hope anyone reading this will continue to support me.
To all my old followers who are reading this, sorry I haven't updated any of my old stories, but right now I find it easier to tackle new ideas. I may go back to the Twins of Justice and the Legion of Demigods one day and give them updates and continuations, but i apologize as today is not that day.
This story is conceptually based on multiple mythologies and takes heavy influences from the Assassin's Creed series as fans of the series will probably notice.
The story takes place post-The Last Olympian and assumes the Heroes of Olympus series has not happened. I find it most comfortable writing from that timeframe.
Without further ado,
I present to you, The Creed.
Prologue
3rd Person's POV
Lights flashed from billboards and large LED screens as cars jammed up the roads. On the streets beside them masses of people scrambled around, a haphazard mob seeking to return home or to satisfy their late night vices. As the towering buildings gazed down upon them, in the dead of night was when the city of Hong Kong was most alive.
Amidst the suffocating crowd, a group of four individuals made their way forward in a group. The teenagers looked around, on occasion stopping to pick up some food from a roadside stall with smiles plastered on their faces. The chilly autumn wind blew past them as they enjoyed what many of the businessmen around them would likely describe as the joys of their youth.
Their attention was caught as a wail was heard and they whipped around to see a small girl, probably no older than the age of five, on her knees crying on the roadside.
People took notice of her, but none made a move to help her as they continued on with their lives. This sight would continue until the first in their group, a bespectacled black haired boy, stepped forward, offering his hand to the girl.
A kind smile was stretched on his face and in Cantonese he asked the girl is she was lost. With that confirmed, he gestured to the others in his group to follow, a request which, with a shrug, they complied with without complaint. He would then lead the girl to the nearby police station where the next half hour would be spent waiting with the girl before her father arrived, tears of relief in his eyes.
The man embraced his daughter and the group of young men smiled, much like the officers watching the tearful reunion. The man, heavy with the happiness he felt, offered the young men a reward. The bespectacled one from before was quick to decline, simply stating he only did what was right.
The statement proved to be insufficient to quell the man, who insisted that there had to be some way he could repay them and the man looked over at his group, who all looked back with playful grins and he let out a sigh. He looked the man dead in the eyes, his dark brown irises boring into the man's black ones and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Pass the gift along." He said in the dialect. "The best way to repay kindness is with more kindness."
With their deed done, the group of young men bade their farewells to the reunited parent and child and continued their late night stroll around the city.
From food stall to street-side bazaars, the night continued along uneventfully, if one chose to ignore how one of the group 'accidentally' tripped a robber as he was making his escape.
A blip went off then.
A blip so soft it was impossible to hear in the midst of the shouts and screams and mindless chatter in the streets.
But the four heard it.
And their gazes hardened.
The bespectacled one turned into an alleyway, the others in tow, and removed his glasses as his eyes began to emit an ethereal cerulean glow.
Immediately the world around him changed, losing colour as it became a world of white and blue. His vision darted around, racing down the streets and into the houses as he saw families enjoying their meals, friends enjoying their karaoke and several houses where men and women engaged in acts he would rather not describe. As this continued, his gaze finally settled on what was as close as it got to a hole in the wall.
It was cast iron on the side of a concrete building. People would easily miss it were it not for the two burly men who stood on either side of it.
The glow left his eyes and he looked over to his companion, whose sea-green eyes dismissed a similar cerulean glow and they nodded to the two others with them.
Pulling his hood over his head, the young man felt as if shadows melded around him. His hood curved, a beak-like point forming over the front as his clothes began to morph. His leather jacket gave way to a flowing black cloak and metallic plates took form on the surface. He looked forward as his belt formed with all its attachments and he raced forward, his now similarly clad group several steps behind him.
He kicked off a wall and leap to the rooftops, running along the rim as the group made their way towards the door he had spotted.
Once in view, he raised his hand to his ear and a small glowing circle with symbols appeared, fading a split second after.
"These men are armed, not with conventional tools at that." He stated. "Our reports suggest that this sect of the order is in possession of part of the Green Armour. If the stories are true it is impervious to all forms of attack. Do not be reckless."
"Yes mentor." The reply came.
"Don't call me mentor, it makes me feel old."
With that he and his green-eyed teammate leapt off the rooftops, blades extending from beneath their wrists as they landed on top of the two men guarding the door, silencing them quickly as they ran their blades into the skulls of their victims.
"Kageshini."
One of the other two members, this one with a scarf running from his neck and a mask covering the lower half of his face stepped forward, placing his hand on the door.
His hand glowed green for a moment and he turned to the others.
"The doorway is clear."
"It's my turn then." The other one said as he held his hand out and the others scampered back just as he unleashed a burst of searing energy from his palm.
Clenching his smoking gauntlet, his mentor frowned at him.
"Drakontas, we are going to have a long talk about whether or not I'm going to let you hold on to Imhullu from now on."
With that the four charged their way into the building, the green eyed one now in the lead. It was not long before they found themselves confronted with several more men who quickly turned their guns at them, to which the young man raised a pen to. The men all flinched for a second, confused.
"The pen is mightier than the sword." He said. "Or gun, in this case."
With that he flipped the cap off the pen and it expanded into a rune-etched bronze blade. The men opened fire at him, but with a series of swift motions, a streak of water formed from the air and followed his blade, catching all the bullets in the path, leaving the team unharmed. As the guns began to click with their magazines emptied, a look of panic spread on the mens' faces.
"My turn."
With a swing of his blade, the water froze into shards of ice and flew towards the men, impaling them swiftly and rendering them dead in seconds.
"I don't think it counts when your pen actually is a sword." Drakontas said with a frown, Kageshini nodding behind him.
"It just seemed like a good line, okay?"
"I'm sure it worked out better in your seaweed-brain didn't it." The mentor said.
"Please don't place those two words together."
"Ah, right. Sorry about that, slipped my mind for a moment." The mentor replied. "Shall we gentlemen?"
With that the quartet continued to race through the base leaving a trail of death behind them. Like shadows they struck on enemy after the other, swiftly delivering their foes to the hands of Thanatos.
Their blaze of destruction only ground to a halt when they came to an open room where a middle-aged man sat on a velvet chair amidst hordes of goons.
He was clad in gleaming silver armour and by his side a woman stood, a spear in her grasp.
The mentor cursed under his breath.
"Both the Green armour AND Gae Bulg. The order has been busy indeed."
"Flattering Assassin, now you will taste their power first hand." The man stated coldly.
With that the hooded team sprang into action, Kageshini and Drakontas rushing for the henchmen as the two others headed for the leaders.
"Ready, Percy?"
"Why Allastar my dear friend, it might be a little late to ask."
Allastar rolled his eyes as he clasped his hand and lightning bolted forth, slamming his charged fist into the chest of the armoured adversary while Percy clashed blades against his assistant.
"You underestimate us, assassin." The lady stated as she thrusted Gae Bulg at Percy.
Deflecting her thrusts with his blade, Percy smirked.
"If we didn't do that we would probably have come fully armed." He said as he summoned forth a whip of water to strike at his opponent.
"You'll regret your arrogance, demigod."
"Come and make me, hag."
A very offended woman gritted her teeth as she charged back into battle.
"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
"You got that right." Allastar replied as his lightning took the form of a hammer and smashed against his armoured enemy.
His opponent slammed the ground in front of him as he darted back, smashing two goons into the ground as they tried to attack him. With a swift motion, his palm glowed blue with energy and he lashed out a powerful burst of energy at his foe, who stepped forth from the smoke unharmed.
"Hmm… Legends are true then. Vanir magic didn't even scratch it."
"Would you like to surrender child?" the man taunted.
"Really man? I'm just getting started here."
He smashed his hammer into the armour with lightning charged in it, only for it to shatted as the man was pushed back. But before the man could laugh, the shards were linked by bolts of energy and with a swing, the whip struck down a dozen men before it settled on the handle, reformed as a blade.
"I'm sorry, were you surprised?" he asked as he unleashed another burst of energy at his opponent. "Mjolnir is a more versatile weapon than the myths make it out to be."
As Allastar faced off against the master of the order, Percy found himself being pushed back by his enemy. His foe was by no means stronger than him, but the piercing power of Gae bulg was, quite literally, legendary.
As water formed around him in protective streams, he turned to Allastar as Kageshini hopped over his head.
"Approval to summon weapon code A-01!"
He turned back and hopped aside as Gae Bulg destroyed the floor beneath him, his hand glowing as the angered woman attack him once more.
"Please?"
Allastar frowned as a charged palm of energy blasted his opponent into a nearby wall, knocking his helmet off.
"I'm a little busy."
Percy dodged another blow from Gae Bulg.
"I could really use it right now."
The ground in front of him cracked.
"Celestial bronze versus legendary weapon is not a fair fight."
He looked back at the lady who was braced to throw the spear at him. Energy was gathering in the weapon as it began to emit a golden glow.
"Bruh! I need more gear!"
Allastar smirked.
"I'm kidding, approval granted."
The glow in Percy's hand brightened.
"You're a jackass, you know that?"
With that a rod glowing with power formed in Percy's hand as he got into a similar stance as the lady before him.
"Prepare to die, kid."
"Sorry hag, but I got a spear for your spear."
"Shut the hell up!"
The lady threw an energized Gae bulg at Percy, who smirked as his weapon summon completed and he let it loose.
"Gungnir!"
The weapon burst forward, knocking Gae bulg aside, causing it to impale several of the goons before its energy exploded, blasting the woman into the wall behind her before returning to Percy's hand.
"I really should have opened with that." He said as he tapped the spear against his shoulder before letting it fade away.
As his battle came to a close, he saw Kageshini and Drakontas take out the last of the guards. He looked over to Allastar and sighed.
"You wanna start fighting seriously now? We're all pretty tired man."
The armoured man frowned.
"Fighting seriously?"
Allastar held his hands up in defeat.
"Alright, alright. I just wanted to have a bit of fun with the fight, so sue me."
With that Gungnir formed in his free hand. As soon as his hand gripped the spear, his left eye began to glow with a prismatic golden energy. Power wafted off the young man in streams as he faced his opponent, who looked on in horror.
"Alright old man, it was fun while it lasted, but I really want to just take that armour and that spear home with the guys right now, so I'll wrap this up if you don't mind."
With a gesture of his sword, the pieces of the Green armour ripped themselves off their wearer and floated beside Allastar, leaving the master of the sect defenceless in the face of the four warriors.
"Well, bye now."
Blue energy engulfed the man and a white substance floated from his mouth before he collapsed onto the ground, life no longer in his body.
Allastar let his weapons dissipate before he turned to his team.
"Quickly. Categorize the weapons into the system and transport them out of here."
The team sprang into action and like Gungnir, Gae Bulg and the green armour both evaporated into energy, disappearing from the room.
"Our work here is done." Allastar said. "Lets go."
Kageshini and Drakontas burst forward, leaving only Allastar and a troubled looking Percy beside him.
"Still bugging you?"
Percy nodded.
"Well, it takes time." He said. "That was no small decision you had to make, I am glad that you were able to act at the very least."
Percy let out a muffled sigh.
"For now, commit yourself to the cause. We get stronger by the day." Allastar stated. "C'mon man, keep yourself on your feet. We work in the dark to serve the light."
Percy looked up.
"We are Assassins."
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