"Where's grandfather?" Lydia asked, thinking that her aunt would probably know.
"At a guess. I'd say the nearest pub," Evie frowned.
"Then he's not far away," Lydia responded, also with a frown.
The two women dropped from the roof. Evie following on after Lydia through the slightly deserted streets on London, until finally coming to the pub and heading inside. They both stopped dead in their tracks, the whole bar was in a shambles.
"No guesses to who could have done this," Evie scowled.
A man looked up to them, "Piss off out of here. Your kind aren't welcome."
Evie looked to Lydia as they shared a look.
"Where is the man that did all this?" Evie turned to ask.
"Don't fuckin' know. Now piss off!"
Lydia walked over the shards of broken glass, groaning bodies and broken tables to get to the man. She grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to his feet, "Wrong answer!"
The man looked terrified as she flexed her wrist to allow the hidden blade to spring forth.
"Alright, alright, I give. It was the guards. They came and hauled him away."
Lydia retracted her blade and let the man drop back to the floor.
"Where did they take him?" Evie asked concerned, as soon as Lydia joined her again.
"More than likely the Tower for questioning," Lydia thought.
"Which means we need to get him out of there before he causes any more trouble," Evie sighed.
Lydia nodded and followed the older woman back onto the streets. They made their way across the bridge, being careful as to not attract anymore unwanted attention. The guards on duty moved back and forth between themselves, making small conversation, making it easier for the two women to pass.
"Looks like the only way is up," Evie thought, as they climbed to the top of the open bridge.
Lydia jumped to the walkway between the Towers, after getting a good hold she pulled herself up. Evie followed on, doing the exact same thing. Once they were at the top, it was time to cross the Tower. Lydia was up and over in no time, Evie also made short work of the building, to then join Lydia on the steel supports, they ran across easily. Lydia then dropped down, making it back to the opposite side. Evie dropped beside her.
"So, how do you suppose we get in?" Evie asked looking at the guard standing directly in their way.
Lydia looked to her aunt, giving her the same smile that Evie knew all too well when she would look at Jacob.
"What are you planning?" She asked, before Lydia took off at a run, heading straight for the guard.
"This is no place for…"
Lydia cut him off by jumping on him, pinning him down, just as the two other guards turned to see her. People on the streets shrieked, while others turned a blind eye, scared that the same fate would fall upon them. Evie quickly ran in after her, feeling as though she'd done this before, with someone else.
"You'll pay for that, Missy!"
Lydia stood and pulled her kukri from its sheath, the smile she gave them almost made them turn and run, but they stood it out. She threw her kukri at the first guard, the blade striking him through the temple. The other looked on at his fallen friend and turned to run, but a throwing knife struck him in the back of the head. His knees gave way, making him collapse in a heap on the floor.
"Would you at least warn me if you're going to do something so reckless." Evie frowned, as she went to retrieve her throwing knife.
"Reckless?" Lydia answered, with her foot on the guard's chest as she pulled her kukri free.
"Yes, reckless!" Evie answered, while wiping the blood from her knife.
"I could have easily handled them by myself," she huffed.
"What's going on down there?!" Another guard spoke up, from above them.
Evie threw the throwing knife at him, making him drop instantly. She turned to find Lydia now scaling the side of the wall and was gone from sight.
"She's just like Jacob," Evie growled and followed on after her.
Her rope launched hooked itself on top of the wall. She pulled it back to propel herself upwards, to then climb over the wall and then onto the small ledge, finding Lydia already inside making a whole load of commotion. Evie dropped through the window, just in time to see Lydia decapitate the very last guard.
"What took you?" She asked, now turning to face Evie.
"Now look here….." Evie started, but was cut off as voices could be heard.
She pulled Lydia aside so they could watch as a group of guards and a Templar headed their way.
"You say you have an Assassin?"
"Yes, sir."
"Where are you keeping him?"
"He's in the main Tower, sir."
"Very good, I think I'll go pay him a visit. I have a nice surprise in store."
Lydia was fuming and jumped out, her blade striking the guards down.
"Assassins!" The Templar roared, now running for his life.
Evie pulled a throwing knife from her pocket, but the man was long gone.
"Are you pleased?" Evie asked, forgetting that it was Lydia she was talking to.
"No! I'm not!" Lydia snapped back. "I'm angry about them taking grandfather and what they'll do to him."
Evie frowned, "Don't worry about your grandfather. He's been through worse situations than getting himself kidnapped."
Lydia calmed herself, now thinking more reasonably.
"How do we go about this?" She asked.
Evie thought about it, "The guards will be on high alert now, but if we blend in they won't see us coming."
Lydia nodded and pulled up her hood. Her grandfather had thought her how to be brutal, but that wasn't always the best way to go about things. Evie on the other hand had taught her how to blend into her environment, there was no way she would be seen or heard.
"Stealth is key," Evie reminded her. "Jacob's recklessness more often than not leads to more trouble than its worth."
"I much rather prefer to have both just as a precaution," Lydia added.
Evie smiled at her and then pulled up her hood. "You have no idea how much you are like Jacob."
Lydia laughed, "Don't fix it, if it's not broken."
Evie shook her head and climbed back outside. They both scanned the area, looking out to see the guard's patterns, once they had all that they used it to their advantage. They slipped through the courtyard, with Evie pulling out a throwing knife every so often to distract guards from their whereabouts.
"What was that?"
"What was what?"
"Sir, I thought I heard a noise."
"Back to your post, soldier!"
"Yes, sir."
Evie and Lydia used the distraction to climb up to the main Tower. A few guards lined the roof, making it a little difficult for them to get in through the door at the top.
"I'll distract them. Get yourself inside," Evie ordered.
Lydia waited for her to climb over, just as a guard caught sight of her.
"You're not supposed to be here!" He shouted, drawing the attention of the rest and readying his gun.
"Get her!"
"Stop that woman!"
Evie ran across the roof, dodging bullets as she went. Lydia quickly climbed the wall and walked over to the door, where she pulled out her lock picks and set to work. She slid herself inside and headed downstairs to find a few Templars standing guard.
"Wish I could get a turn at showing that Assassin who's boss."
"Yeah, I agree."
Lydia snuck up behind them, both wrists flexing as her blades embedded themselves into Templars necks. They dropped to the floor as soon as she retracted the blades. She then moved in closer, hearing more voices as she took cover behind one of the pillars.
"Hit him again!"
"Let me have a go."
Lydia looked down, noticing there were about four Templars in the area below her. She used her eagle vision to find there were seven of them in all. She couldn't risk using a berserk dart, for fearing risk of Jacob getting in the cross fire. She checked her throwing knives and smiled knowing she had a good supply. She took aim at the first and threw it, the Templar dropped to the floor. Upon noticing this, the others turned around to see.
"What the bloody hell!"
Lydia took down another and then another, but the others caught on.
"Assassin, boys, watch your backs."
Lydia thought about dropping down, but the Templars all had guns at the ready for her. Jacob smirked and pulled his hands free of the now weakened rope binding him. He sprang from the chair, to take out the first, ending him with his hidden blade. He turned quickly and used the body as a shield against the others.
Lydia using this distraction dropped down to take out the one nearest to her. A Templar had his gun set right on her, but luckily the bullet just skimmed her as Jacob dealt with him. Lydia finished the last one and looked to her grandfather.
"Thanks for the rescue," he smirked.
"Don't!" Lydia replied in a stern tone.
Jacob shook his head, knowing she was upset with him.
"Lydia," he called to her, as she walked away.
He followed her out of the building and onto the roof.
"Where's Evie?" he asked, hoping to get an answer.
"I don't know," she answered truthfully.
She used her eagle vision, a green glow gave her Evie's exact whereabouts and be the looks of it she was in trouble.
"Something's wrong!"
Jacob became serious and followed on after Lydia. He stopped to get a look at his surroundings. Lydia dropped down a little up ahead of him, he watched her move stealthily over to his sister, noticing a few guards closing in. He ran over to the edge and dropped down, to quickly take out the guards.
Evie ran, before finally coming to a stop in a small clearing. She doubled over, trying to catch her breath, after which she made her way over to the wall and slid down it. Lydia jumped the nearest hedge getting the drop on a wondering guard and silenced him once and for all. She found Evie sat up against the wall and rushed over to her.
"Evie!"
"Lydia, where's Jacob?"
"I'm right here," he smirked.
"Idiot!" She cursed.
"Don't start again, Evie."
She glared at him and pulled herself to her feet, wincing as she did so.
"We have a clean get away," Jacob announced.
The three then ran, just as one of the snipers caught sight of them and opened fire. Luckily no one was hit and they took refuge in a nearby alleyway. Evie slumped herself down on a stack of boxes, with Jacob leaning back against the wall and Lydia on look out.
"Before you both say anything about me, I want to say I'm sorry. What I did was stupid and reckless."
Evie and Lydia exchanged glances.
"That makes a change for you to admit to something," Evie said giving a slightly pained smile.
Jacob pulled a face and looked to Lydia, "I'm not quite used to the fact that I have a wife and child, let alone a granddaughter."
"And how do you think I feel about seeing you like this, even though you're both living in the countryside right now."
"You know that would be a thing to see," Jacob smiled.
"Don't get any ideas, Jacob." Evie warned him.
"Wouldn't you like to see how old and wrinkled you are, dear sister?" He teased.
"No, thank you!"
"You take all the fun out of things, just like father did."
"I'm not in the mood, Jacob."
"Should we be heading back now?" Lydia asked, breaking the two off.
"Pub?"
"NO!" They both shouted.
"Just a suggestion, keep your knickers on, ladies."
Lydia walked out of the alleyway, followed by Jacob, who stopped to look at his twin. "You coming?"
"I'll catch up," she smiled.
Jacob shrugged and walked over to Lydia. Evie listened to the two, until they were out of her earshot. She pulled open her coat and took a glance down at a rather large patch of blood that was now covering her blouse.
"Damn it!" She cursed, lifting the fabric to see the bullet hole, with blood continuing to pool out.
There was no way she would be able to deal with this on her own, but her damn pride got the better of her. She'd really wanted to have to deal with it herself or else pass out from blood loss. She knew where Lydia's hideout was, but getting to it was a different matter.
"Come on, Evie." She forced herself, for once her pride would have to take a back seat.
She stood up before sitting back down due to dizziness, it wasn't long before Jacob popped his head around the corner.
"Evie?" he called, noticing she hadn't moved.
"Jacob." She answered. "I may need your help."
Jacob rushed over to her, followed by Lydia, who dropped to her knees to look at the damage.
"Damn it, Evie. You should have said something!" Jacob snapped at her.
"We need to get this out," Lydia frowned.
"You'll get yourself bloody killed one of these days," Jacob ranted on, as he helped his twin to her feet.
"You'll get me killed!" She corrected.
Jacob lowered his head, "Don't say that, Evie, I never meant to put you in danger."
"Pull up your hoods and follow me," Lydia ordered. "I know of a nurse in the area."
Jacob helped his twin over to a small supply shop. Lydia quickly headed inside and greeted the man behind the counter.
"Charles!"
"Ah, Miss Frye, anything I can get for you today."
"Ruth?"
"She's in the back. Did something happen to you?"
Lydia shook her and head and waited for Jacob and Evie to enter.
"Friends of yours?" He asked, as Lydia nodded and gestured to the two hooded figures to follow her into the back.
He then turned back to face the door as a guard walked in. He took a good look to the three, before they disappeared into the back.
"Anything I can get you, sir?" Charles was heard.
Lydia opened a back door and flicked a small switch, a hidden door opened to reveal a slightly bigger space. She came to a door and knocked.
The door opened, tp reveal a woman staring out at them. "Lydia, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, but my friend here needs your help."
Ruth looked to the woman, "Bring her in."
Jacob helped Evie inside.
"Put her on the bed," Ruth ordered.
Lydia helped Evie lay down, while Ruth set about getting her things together. She walked back over to the table and opened her patients coat and pulled away the blouse.
"This may hurt a little," she warned, as a she inserted a needle right near the area.
Evie clenched her fists, while Jacob gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. Lydia was on the other side also giving her support.
"You'll be alright, aunt Evie." She whispered.
Ruth put all her concentration into finding and pulling out the bullet. She then brought a bottle over to clean the wound. As she poured it in, Evie started lashing out.
"Nearly done," she soothed, as she started closing up the wound.
Evie tried her hardest to get up, but Jacob and Lydia kept her pinned. After the wound was closed, she then bandaged it. Jacob paid the woman for her trouble, leaving Lydia to help Evie up.
"Feeling better?" He asked.
Evie rubbed at the wound, hoping to ease the pain off a little. It didn't help much, but it was a lot better than it had been.
"Don't try and hide anything from us next time," Lydia scowled.
Evie keep her head down, "Can we go now?"
"Let's get you back to Lydia's place and then you can rest up."
"I'm not incapacitated," she snapped back at him.
"I would never assume such a thing," he teased.
"Enough!" Lydia snapped.
They both stopped and stayed quiet for the remainder of the walk. Evie slumped herself in an armchair, while Jacob continued to pester her about bed rest, while Lydia was talking with Churchill through the radio, until she placed the receiver down.
"You two can stay here. Mr. Churchill has something he needs to see me about."
Jacob stopped his teasing and slumped down on the sofa. Hopefully, Lydia would be back to tell him that he could go on their next mission. But the way he'd been acting, may prove him wrong.
