Chapter 1- From The Beginning
Assassins. They are the justice in the night, and the peace keepers in the morning. They are every where, and no where. They control who lives and who dies. After endless years of training, they are sent on death defining missions. Some in which they do not return. With all assassins they have to obey a creed: 1) Never harm the innocent, 2) Be discreet and 3) Do not compromise the Brotherhood. If any assassins disobey the creed, they are sentenced to death. Our story takes place in the beautiful country of Spain.
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1796. The end of the Spanish Inquisition nears. A few remaining forces tried to kill the remains of the inquisition. But none of them succeeded. For the inquisition had an army ready to fight at there command. Only one person could stop them and if he failed it would be the end of Spanish freedom.
It's a warm summer night. A woman, screaming throughout the city of Barcelona, is giving the excruciating pain of delivering a baby. The whole city had gone silent from the noise that was coming from the Raimundo estate. This was the fourth time within six years that the Raimundo family had had a baby. Antonio Leon Raimundo entered the room to his greaving wife, and after twenty minuets of pain the baby was out. He heled his baby in the air as it struggled in his arms. "He will be called Jeraldo Adan Raimundo" said Antonio. As he walked to the window he prayed to god that his son would never come to harm and that he would always be safe. As he got to the window he raised his baby up into the air and shouted to the people that could see, "My son is here." Everyone cheered. As Antonio walked back into the room he noticed that a single man was standing in the middle of the street. He couldn't see his face from the hood he was wearing, but he knew what he was here for. When he got in to the house he gave Jeraldo to his wife and then walked outside.
As he stepped outside he noticed that the hooded figure was sitting on a bench with his hand on his head as if he had made a wrong decision. "You know why I'm here" said the hooded man as he raised from the bench. Antonio placed both his hands onto his face and sighed. "Yes" he replied. He sat on the bench with his hands still on his face. "You know there's no other way" said the hooded man. "He has to come with me." He sat on the bench next to Antonio and put his arm on his shoulder. "I know it's hard. But you have to give him up." They stood up together. "I will give him to you tomorrow at sunrise" said Antonio.
Antonio stepped back into his house watching the hooded man walk into the distance. He walked up to the room where his wife laid asleep and stared at Jeraldo. He was awake, staring at his father. "Don't worry my son, you'll be going to a better place."
The next morning was a beautiful morning. The sun was bright with blood red clouds. As Antonio stared out the window he could see the hooded man waiting. He stepped back inside to see his son fast asleep and wrapped in a blanket. He picked up his son and said to him. "Remember, as long as you fight with your heart you will never lose." He carried him down to the street, where the hooded man was with a horse and handed his baby to him. "Take care of him." The hooded man leaped onto his horse and started to ride into the distance.