Hello! This is my first fanfic...ever. If you read Please give me tips. I know that these first chapters are short but im still getting used to this style of writing.
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When I go to bed, I expect to wake up in my room...don't you? That should be reason enough for me waking up screaming. I had woken in a 15th century styled room. It looked Italian to me, but don't blame me if I didn't notice this at first.
By now you all are probably wondering who I am and what drugs I've been doing. My name is Robert., I have not done drugs. I am...was a normal everyday teen. I liked to hang out at the mall with friends and I even had a girlfriend,Laura. That is all I remembered from my old life. Why do you care though? This isn't about my old life, or me for that matter. This is part of the brotherhood. A brotherhood so old that its members don't know the whole purpose. This brotherhood or order if you will, abides by the creed. A creed fashioned by the very founders of the order. All I know about this order is that it im related to two of the orders best. My name is Robert Andersen, I descend from an ancient order of Assassins. I train and fight to carry on the beliefs that are rooted in this order. I am training to be greater than my ancestors. I am to be the prophesied Ultra Assassin. The path I trod is ridden with blood and hate. I am an Assassin...pretty spiffy, no?
