I wasn't sure why Connor was looking at me like that. His face was always like stone, never seeing real emotions in his lifetime even if it hit him in the face. I am guessing he would only show anger, frustration, or just plain seriousness. He must be a rockface..
"Well, come along Gebriel. Me and Connor have to tell you something." My uncle said and got up from where he sat and hobbled towards the door. Connor got up from his seat and unexpectedly yanked me up by my arm before he walked out of the room himself. I glared at his back, before following.
I watched as Achilles and Connor walked down the staircase and down the hallway that led towards the kitchen. I followed behind them, looking around at manor. I reached the bottom of the stairs and walk up to Achilles. Achilles pulled at a candle, that was sitting in a wall scone. A secret door opened up, my eyes widened.
what? I never knew we had a secret basement!
"Come on." Achilles waved his hand and hobbled down the descending stairs that made small creaking noises with each step. Connor looked back at me before he looked forward and walked down the stairs after Achilles. I continued to follow them both, even though I was getting suspicious of this whole ordeal. I reached the bottom of the stairs, and saw a small circle that must have been used for training, a table and up on the wall portraits of men. On the other side of the secret room, mannequins.
"Now Gebriel, I know I had never shown you this before. I never thought the idea and wanted to keep this all a secret. But judging now by what you have become, you are ready." My uncle told me, his eyes staring right at me. I raised a brow in question.
"wait, ready? Ready for what?" I asked my uncle. I was so confused by what he was saying. What was he saying?
"To become what your parents were. An assassin." My uncle clarified clearly. I felt my heart pound widely, my eyes shot wide open. Me becoming an assassin?! I knew my parents were assassins, but I never thought they had ties with the Brotherhood.
"U-uncle Achilles, I have no relationship with the Brotherhood." I stuttered. I never grew up, learning the ways of assassins and the creed. My parents said that when I was old enough they would teach me. But when they died I didn't want to learn because it wasn't the same without my parents. So I ran away.
"You may say that. But ever since you were brought into this world, you were part of the Brotherhood. So you are destined to become an assassin and follow in your parent's footsteps." My uncle told me in a stern voice. He pointed his cane at me before leaning on it once again. I sighed heavily, rubbing my temples.
I looked over at Connor, who was casually leaning against the wall not even saying anything.
"Connor, say something." I tell him, pointing to Achilles to get Connor on my side of the story. Achilles shook his head.
"Connor, say something." Achilles told Connor, pointing back at me.
Connor sighed deeply and looked between the both of us.
"I shall side with..." Connor began...