AC Unity Chap 2
Chapter 2
Arno POV
It was the crack of dawn when we started to move out. Our mission was to kill the Marquis. For too long this pig has horded food from the people and squandered good money on pathetic and petty desires.
"The Marquis must pay! To release our lady!" they cried. Yes, he will pay.
I jumped down to the lower roofs and start to make my way the palace gates. I heard a scream from a woman, crying for help. Immediately I saw two guards, pointing their rifles at the woman and a bound man on his knees. Quickly I jumped through the window and killed both of the guards with my hidden blades. From there I immediately went through the next window and landed on an empty street, littered with splinters and barricades made up of house furniture. Sumter up the small wall with ease looked out at the scene before me. The people of Paris, gathered before the gates, armed with pitchforks, swords, rifles, pistols and even sticks. A toppled over carriage laid at the middle of the crowd, while a woman on top shouts encouragement to the masses.
I smirked at this notion. Maybe I'll meet a nice fine cher who stand up for herself and others. Don't really care the entire house wife spouse. My thoughts ended immediately as I jumped from my perch to continue my mission. I was about to disappear into the crowd but a guard spotted me, readying his hand to brandish a weapon. He didn't even get the chance as my brother in brown takes him out. I nodded to him in thanks and made my way through the crowds. As we got closer, I remember a request from our hide out in the catacombs
Our mentor was giving us the basis of the mission before setting out when a woman came bursting in with a middle aged foreign man with her. We brandished our weapons in the presence of the intruder but fortunately the foreign man gave proof that he was a fellow assassin.
"Please monsieur. Please rescue milady. She is trapped by the Marquis. Oh God have mercy!"
Everyone was looking at her waiting to faint, so I decided to speak up. "Madame, calm yourself. Now tell us who is in trouble?"
"Milady's name is Daciana. And please before you say anything else she is the daughter of the Marquis!"
One of my fellow brothers scoffed at her before spitting on the ground. The man who was accompanying the lady looked like he was about to slice him in half with his glare. "Why should we save some petty spoiled noble girl? No doubt she is just like him or worse!"
The woman retaliated by walking straight toward my brother and slapped him hard across. He barely budged and just smirked at the maid. "She is his illegitimate daughter you fool! She has been his prisoner ever since she was discovered and taken away from a chateau outside of the city. She worked in the farm, fields and her own home ever since she could walk! So don't tell me that she is a spoiled noble. She is the one who was providing food to the poor and live with a monster at the same time!"
We were not showing much of it, but we were in utter shock. To our knowledge, any noble who supplies food to the poor was considered a traitor. If the marquis is as terrible as the rumors heard, then the illegitimate daughter of a noble will have no quarter. "We will do as you asked. We will have to tell the crowd of her identity though to avoid her being killed along with the nobles."
My attention was then turned to the group of guards surrounding the entrance. In complete sync my brother and I ran up to two of them and killed them. This inspired the crowd to rush forward and storm the courtyard. We took advantage of hiding in the crowd and moved to some open windows. Just when we jumped in our other two brothers was taking out the guards posted in the wing. We quietly snuck in the hallways leading to the ballroom and spotted our target surrounded by the guards. Man, was he pissed! Good.
"I said keep those dogs out of the courtyard! Take care of this or I will use your head as piss pot!" The Marquis then waltzed off to his party. Aww, poor little Marquis is scared. Hmm, I don't see Daciana with him. This is looking bad. We need to find her. I was pulled out of my thoughts from hearing the captain. " You men, secure the front gates!"
"Aye captain!"
Whoa, I need to move. "First one to bring me a head gets fifty soon! Ya heard me?" By this time, one of my brothers finally unlocks a door back in the hall way, letting us get by them. We stepped through the furbished rooms, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful the room looked. So while France is toiling away in becoming a slum, they spend most their money on this? What the crap? I broke into a sprint to the last room when voices were heard. We were still undetected, so we have the element of surprise in our deck of cards. I waited at the door for the man to come by. The minute he did he was distracted by a fair lady. The mademoiselle only snorted and kept walking on to join her party. Perfect. I immediately shot my arm with the hidden blade into his neck after stunning him with a hit in the lower back. My brothers and I then trailed further in. I nearly got us ratted out by guards who came in out of nowhere. Lucky they were taken out.
Running out of options we went outside the walls to reach our target. The fight from courtyards was reaching the guards stationed here, one by one being cut down by the coming mob. As we scale the wall up to the main window, I overheard two maids worry about what is to come.
"What is going on down there?"
"I don't know!" I wonder if they know where Daciana is being held?
We climbed through the window, making a bee line for the balcony over the ball room. I climbed unto the rail while I berated these wretched aristocrats. We were in position, everyone's attention on the floor was diverted to a noble woman.
"Thank you all for coming. Despite the poor sports outside, our illustrious host, the marquis, wishes to assure you that the rebels outside can cause us no har-…" A brick smashed through the window, hitting her on the head, probably killing her. Everyone started to scream, and we descended unto our targets.
We made our way to the Marquis, fighting through his guards till at last it was just him. I almost smirked at the sight the Marquis trying to open the door behind him while aimlessly holding a sword. He looked to us in fear knowing what is going to happen. The men left standing retreating.
"Cowards get back here!"
Without any warning we disarmed him and pinned him to the door. "Now tell us where Daciana is and we will make your end quick and merciful."
There was change in his expression, glint of fear but also sadism. "Now, what to do want with my daughter? To warm your beds I presume?" He ended with a chuckle. Knowing we are on little time, I drove my fist to his gut. Sobered up, but still tried to squirm his way out. A bloody bundle from his jacket fell to the floor. I picked it up and unwrapped it. To our horror, it was a thin finger, sawed off. The marquis tried to get away from us more but it didn't matter. I made a move toward him.
"Wait! She is in the gardens! Locked up in the marble shack. You'll know it when you see it! Please don't kill me! We can work together! Please they are only peasants!" That was the last straw. The brothers that had him pinned down shoved him out the window.
I didn't bother to stay and watch as we all knew what the crowd had in mind for them. We rushed through the garden, dead guards or rebels lying about. Finally we reached the marble shack he described. It surrounded by a few remaining guards and rebels overpowering them. By the time we reached there an officer held a boy by the hair with a knife to his neck. I extended my arm as to appear to calm the situation. The moment the officer loosened his grip my phantom blade flew to his neck, thus ending his life. One my brothers, checked the boy for any injuries in a way to calm him down. I checked the guard for a key, meanwhile some came dashing toward us shouting for us to open the door to tend to her lady. The men tried to calm them down as one of the maids produced the key. Quickly, I snatched it and unlocked the doors. What happened could not prepare us for such a sight.