Ok Everybody, so this is my first fanfiction that I will let people read, so please don't judge this too hard, lol. Uhmmm I just wanted to let you all know that I'm from Sweden so my English isn't the greatest, so if you find any misspellings or you simply can't understand what I've written, please inform me about it. Other than that I'll hope you'll like it!
Oh and I've also mixed in my own fantasy in all of this (other than characters) so some things aren't exactly correct to the things you may know about for example the animus sessions, Abstergo and the leading Templars at Abstergo.
So anyway here is the first chapter, hope you will like it!
Greetings, or should I perhaps say: Salute.
My name is Melanie, Melanie Cortado, relative to Miguel Cortado, one of the first assassins who came into this world after our kind, were greeted by those who came before us.
I decided to change my name as soon as I found out the meaning of that name.
My family trees roots clings deeply in to the history of our kind, in every important aspect in this world that you may have read about in school, my ancestors have been there, and witnessed or caused it all.
Like many others of my ancestors, I've come to the terms that my abilities such as eagle vision and incredible precision with a blade and any other weaponry in this world, reaches further than to what is referred to as normal.
And ever since I found out about them, I knew I had to use them for something.
That's why I'm sitting here, writing all of this to you while I still can.
I'm at the headquarters for Templars in training, and I feel that I no longer belong in this place.
For sixteen years now, I have lived with these people who call themselves my family.
They have referred to me as the child "With a purpose".
They tell me everything happens for a reason, that it wasn't a coincidence that they found me after the death of my parents and the burn down of the orphan home, by reasons still unknown.
If only they knew the way I hated them so.
I knew it wasn't a coincidence that they found me, they wouldn't have bothered taking me home, when they saw me alone walking in an alley behind an old bar near the ruins of the orphan house, if they hadn't known that I would be of use.
They found me when I was four, and already then the training began to make me useful.
And I really had been, of use I mean, there was nothing I couldn't do, no place that I couldn't go to.
And nothing that I couldn't reveal to them about my ancestors.
And all because of how big and spread out my family have been through the centuries.
I've relived the life of a young man, living as a prince in what used to be a small country where Russia now is. I've lived as a courtesan whose husband deeply believed in the creed of the assassins.
And I have lived as a young child, witnessing together with his siblings how their parents were killed by their own kind.
My ancestor did the unthinkable thing, a member of the creed, turned to marry a young girl of Templar family.
Later on they both got hunted down and killed for betrayal of their beliefs, but not before they had children.
One of the assassins, sent out with the command of assassinating my ancestor who turned on the creed, believed highly in one of the three rules of the brotherhood: stay your blade from the flesh of innocent.
Luckily for my ancestors, he was the man who found their children after the Templars already had killed the man and the woman all though it wasn't in their hands to kill a man from another belief.
The man found the children crying and hiding inside of the barn and the oldest of the three was merely able to talk but still he started begging for mercy.
And so the assassin raised them as they were his own, but in hiding.
Later on, the children grew up with a clear mind, and were fully determined to seek revenge upon those who killed their parents, but that is a whole other story.
The thing is, that when this assassin raised my ancestors, he told them about the Brotherhood and the Templars, he made them able to choose which path they wanted to go, but they never hesitated on becoming assassins, it was their calling.
And so the Templars aren't just keeping me because of my roots in a family tree of Templars, but also of Assassins.
And just as my ancestors, I want no part of what the Templars are planning or doing, I get sick by the thought of how they killed my ancestors without blinking, and I will never forget the many ways of deaths my ancestors have gone through.
Because unlike you, I can not only read about what they went through, I can relive it.
I can be inside of their bodies, hear their minds yet not control them, I still collect them inside of my mind.
I have relived many of the lives that Templars have ended, but this time I won't do it no more.
All of us here at the headquarter gets a mission every month at the least, depending on how long it takes for us to relive the special memories that the Templars want us to collect.
Because the Templars can't reveal what our ancestors knew, sure they can relive the lives of their owns, but their ancestors never were in action, they were just dealing out orders and hiding behind their important names, they were never truly aware of what happened between the Templars and the Assassins.
So it is up to us, the living proof of a Creed no one out in the community even knows exists, to find out what the assassins planned on doing by setting so many things in motion throughout the centuries.
And it is up to us to find the lost answers to so many questions that the Assassins lived for to reveal and Templars found out about, but never lived long enough to tell the story on.
And it's up to us to find out if there is a living brotherhood left in this world, so that the Templars can hunt them down and exterminate them and there by extinct the remaining threats to them.
Because the Templars believe that even though they have fifty young descendants of important Assassins, there are still plenty of them still out in the community, knowing about their own power and just waiting to destroy the Templars.
The Templars can't have anybody destroying their plans, or else the world order will collapse, since they consider themselves as pillars holding up this community.
And I no longer want a part of it.
I don't want to kill a creed that I would much rather belong to.
I have read about the assassins, about what they fight for: Every Person's right to be free and live as they choose, that everyone should have the freedom to choose.
And that's why, when I get assigned one of the remaining important ancestors of my dynasty, I will fight to find out where the remaining Assassins are, so that I can join them ones and for all.
It's time for me to set myself free from the controlling hands of the Templars, and join the Creed and become a part of the Brotherhood.
