A/N- Hey I got a chapter up lets all celebrate- YAY Whoopee!!! LOL jk, sorry that I haven't posted in a while, it's been crazy around here for me. But hey here is a chap, enjoy :-)
Disclaimer- I do not own Darkest Powers or the characters and I do not own Assassin's Creed II
Chapter 3
A scream cut through my peaceful dream. I bolted out of my warm bed, head and legs protesting, but I ignored the lightheadedness and ran down the hall to the living room where my step mom held a kitchen knife pointed at the couch, saying 'get out of my house now before I call the guards' repeatedly.
"Wait, don't!" I said once I saw who was lying on the couch, half on half off, hands up. His green eyes met mine, pleading.
"Don't get to close Chloe, look at the stuff on the table!" I glanced at the table; all of Derek's stuff was lying there.
"Yeah I know, but still he won't hurt you!" I yelled at her, trying to take the knife out of her hands, she jumped away.
"You don't know that Chloe." She said.
"Ginger, tell me, who does that look like." I said, pushing down her hand that held a knife.
She looked at Derek, eyes vacant. "No one I know." She said.
Crap. I forgot that Derek looks totally different than when he did in the picture on the table.
"It's Derek!" I said, "You know, the guy I told you about, from when my friends and I were running from the Edison Group?"
She glanced at Derek again, "but he's still an assassin." She said.
"But he won't hurt us, I promise, even ask him." I said, gesturing to him.
Derek fully fell of the couch than stood, still holding his hands up for protection.
"I won't do anything; I'll leave right now if you want me to." Derek said, taking a hesitant step forward to grab his stuff of the table. His sword slid out of the pile and clattered to the ground.
Ginger screamed.
Derek quickly picked the sword back up and rested it on top of his stuff, starting to back up towards the door. My mom took the knife and slung it at him. Derek dodged out of the way just in time than bolted out the door.
I glared at Ginger than ran out after him.
Derek had turned around to an alley; it was hard to see him running off with the morning sun glaring straight in my eyes. But I still followed him, screaming his name. Finally I caught up with him and grabbed his shirt, forcing him to stop since it wasn't his.
Derek spun to look at me, eyes dark. He pulled me close to him.
"I told you that wasn't a good idea," He said, voice barley understandable with the growl vibrating up from his stomach.
I started to step back, fear bubbling up inside me. "I-I- I just wanted to help you." I stuttered.
Derek's growl grew louder and he let go of me, spinning around and slapping his hand to his head, pacing.
After a moment of barely audible mumbling, Derek said "Once second." Than disappeared into a side alley, darker than the one we were already in.
I leaned against a damp wall as I waited for him. Finally he came out, handing me the PJ's I gave him last night. He had his assassin's stuff on again, hood down; his eyes were a lot darker than I was used to. A chill swept down my spine. I glanced over him and took another step back, my shoulder scratching across the wall as I did so. I had just noticed that the alley was a dead end. And Derek was blocking the only way out. Goose bumps rose on my arms and I tried to remind myself that he wasn't going to kill me... But it was harder than I thought it was.
He sighed and started to back out of the alley.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"I don't know, just away from here." He turned and he was gone just like that.
My mind was spinning, not knowing if I should follow him or just let him go. I felt awful though, it wasn't my fault that Ginger flipped out when she saw him. Ugh that was so stupid…
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DPOV-
I ran down the street, not even thinking about jumping back up to the roof until a guard tried to pierce a sword through me. Than I took a quick sharp turn into the first alley I could find with ruff walls that I could get a foothold on. I quickly scaled the wall than pulled myself into an abandon watchman shack sinking down into the hay and large sacks that must have held chicken feed by the smell.
I reclined in the shack for a long time, trying my best not to think back to what just happened. But the only other things I could think back to things Chloe had brought up. Such as the being both an assassin and a werewolf… That was something I was really upset with because I lied to her. When I was becoming an assassin I knew I was loosing my werewolf powers, I didn't just notice it in my senses, but I could feel it.
I had decided to start assassin training even before Simon and Dad were hung, they didn't know, I was just gone most of the day and my entire form was changing a bit every day. They didn't seem to notice it at all, but even my mood was changing. Still I hadn't really gotten into training until they were hung. That was when I switched to working on it from the crack of dawn until I had barely enough energy to walk to bed. Which with my metabolism and newfound strength meant that I was up from 5a.m to 2a.m nonstop with only breaks for water and food.
Than I finally finished training and could leave the barren plot of land and head back to Florence. Where I immediately set my sights at assassinating the horrid tyrant that scarred my face during an emergency practice run in training.
I took a long gulp of air, the taste of moisture in the air warning me of rain. God the weather here was annoying; I jumped out of the shack and started toward the church.
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As soon as I was on top of the cross on the church it was raining. I know I was here a lot, but it was the only spot in town where I could linger in my head without anyone coming up and sticking a gun or bow-and-arrow in my face, or getting beaten up just for standing there. But the downfall was that behind me sat that horrid memory.
I sighed, staring down at all the people who were scurrying to get out of the rain. I just stood there and let it soak me down to the bone. I closed my eyes and immediately images of Chloe's warm house started to flick by. I moaned, thinking about how nice she had been to actually let me stay at her house for the night, than turning on her and yelling and growling at her. I felt like a figlo d'un cane I needed to go apologize but I couldn't go back to her, she probably hates me right now.
I knew that if I stayed in town I would go back to Chloe, so I left. Well more just snuck outside the wall and took a horse to walk around the border to calm myself.
It was there that I let my head fall back and another moan escape me, I still couldn't get Chloe out of my head. The horse snorted under me, and took a turn on its own.
"Hey!" I said, yanking the reins back towards the path, but the horse was to distracted by something in the field.
I remembered this path as the one to get to the training area for assassins, through the field and trees, at some point you get back to the castello where they teach you the skills. I doubted that the horse knew to go there because of my assassin's coat but it insisted on going this way.
I tried yanking at the reins again, than I kicked it slightly on the side, than I had to go to yelling at the horse and kicking its side harder. Finally it seemed to slow down, in the middle of the field.
I glanced around and saw a gap in the tall green grass. I drew my sword slowly and quietly than jumped off the horse, wadding through the chest high grass. I stuck the sword into the gap, making sure I didn't press to hard incase in was somebody completely innocent, but there are so many guards that take off by lying in the grass in this field that I think its an easy kill.
A shriek than my sword was yanked out of my hand to fast for even me to register, the person stood holding the sword pointed at me. My eyes widened under my drenched hood when I saw who it was… Chloe.
"What are you doing out here in the grass and mud?" I asked her, giving her a glare that she probably couldn't see.
She stuck my sword into the ground and leaned on it, surprisingly it stayed straight up in its spot. I was surprised by how hard she jammed it into the ground.
"I was trying to relax, I felt bad about how you left so I went to relax in the grass. Than it started raining and I think I fell asleep." She said, her face was hard at first than it softened enough for me to decide to take my hood down to see her more clearly.
"I'm sorry." I said with her echoing me.
"What are you sorry for?" I asked her.
"Bringing you home, than almost getting you killed." She said.
In a flash I was thinking about how Chloe's step mom through a knife at me, if I had just been a little slower at reacting it probably would have cut right through my throat. I would be dead and I would have died right in front of the person I loved.
"Not you fault." I said. "And I'm sorry too."
"For?" She asked.
"Scaring you in the alley today, and lying yesterday." I said, hanging my head, I guess it was a good idea to give it up now, tell her I'm not a werewolf.
She looked confused, "Lying? You lied about what?" She asked, giving me a hesitant look.
I sighed, "still being a werewolf, I'm not, at all I lost it all in training." I said, not looking up.
She was quiet, "why would you lie about that?" She asked after a minute.
"I-I don't know." I said.
"Oh well I don't really care, but why did you lie to me?" She asked.
"Like I just said, I don't know Chloe, but I'm sorry." I said, I still hadn't moved my head from hanging position. I felt like a load of cazzo.
"I guess it's fine Derek." She said.
I stayed quiet, afraid to say anything. Than I straightened and turned to the horse, climbing back onto its back.
Chloe ran up before I could flick the rains to leave, grabbing the bottom of my coat. I looked down at her.
"What?" I asked.
"Can you give me a ride back home please?" She asked.
I stared down at her, my now wet hair dripping in my eyes. Her blue eyes were almost pleading and it made me want to bend down, lift her into my arms and kiss her. But I knew I couldn't do that.
I nodded silently in response, than she tried to scramble up onto the horse, but failed. So I reached down and took her hand, pulling her up onto the horse and letting her sit behind me. As soon as the horse started to walk back to the path Chloe's arms automatically snaked around me, keeping a tight grip around my stomach. She was pressed against my back so I tried to keep my heart rate down; she could probably hear it if it picked up speed. But her touch sent shock waves of goosebumps down my arms.
I urged the horse faster till it was going probably as fast as possible. I didn't want this ride to end, but I also didn't want her to think I wanted her to stay with me. I couldn't be with her when I was an assassin I couldn't bare losing her like I lost Simon and Dad. I just wanted to protect her. Protect her to the end of time.
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