The Assassins and The Dimension Travelers

By Trinity Pandora Kat

Chapter 6

Jackie let out a long and tired sigh, she had spent hours studying the Shroud of Eden. Christina had long since forsaken the project and Jackie didn't mind. The documents were already hurting her head and Christina's constant whining only added to her headache.

"You look like shit." Samantha noted aloud as the other girl entered the small lounging area. The Rooks had gone home for the evening so it was empty for now. "Take it you took no breaks?"

Jackie just shook her head, plopping herself beside Samantha as Zenin had stolen the only chair and was happily draped across it. "Where'd you two head off to? Jacob was looking for you, Sam."

"Investigating, we heard Jacob has a stalker so we went snooping around." Zenin yawned, Henry had left to follow after Evie so they were waiting for them to come back. "Not only is he working with the Templars but, he's a gangster so he has control over some of the criminal enterprise."

"Is that so?" Jackie rolled her head toward Samantha, "Did you see him?"

Samantha nodded, "Try to imagine an older man with a creepily small mustache, a really fucked side profile of his face, and crazy wide eyes."

Jackie shuddered at the mental image she made, "Gross, how can people think he's okay?"

"Well…" Samantha stretched her limbs, "people who work in the showbusiness don't alway come off as mentally sane so, I think he's got a decent pass."

Jackie nodded and leaned back, her back made a few unsettling cracks before her muscles felt more relaxed. "Anything else that I missed?"

"Nothing really. Although, next week Sammy's got a date with the Grandmaster." Zenin wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Jacob must be all jelly, huh?"

Samantha groaned, ever since Zenin told her that Jacob followed her from that first tea time the teasing had been relentless. Samantha didn't see why he would care about her, the two had barely any interaction with one another since he left her training to Charlie. He had only barely started teaching her the ways of the Assassins and even then, his teachings varied in scheduling. She hadn't been taught much past free running and scaling.

"Not tonight, Zenin," Jackie said softly, "I got a killer headache and you two fighting will only make it worse."

"Thank god." Samantha sighed in relief, she wasn't in anymore of a mood to argue with Zenin than Jackie was to hear it. "So, anything new on the Shroud?"

"Nothing Evie hasn't already learned." Jackie stated with an almost cold tone. "She's not going to get anywhere reading the same text over and over."

Zenin let out a soft hum, "I suppose that's something you're going to have to take up with her."

Just then, Evie and Henry returned from whatever trip they were on. Evie look thoroughly exhausted and Henry was still fairly alert, although feeling a strain. He took one glance at Samantha and Zenin and held out his hand.

"We got his journal and some old letters from the Grandmaster." Samantha stated, handing their findings to the Indian man. "Zenin also said that she and Adam found some random papers with Jacob's name written on them, only his name is scratched out, seemingly out of frustration."

"How do you know that it was scratched out of frustration?" Evie asked curiously, her weariness showed in her eyes. She sat down on a chair that didn't all too comfortable, Samantha had moved out of the booth and offered her spot to the older woman. Evie took it and sunk into the booth's cushion.

"We call people like him Yandere." Samantha explained, "The literal meaning of word is lovesick and these people are incredibly dangerous."

"They're manipulative and great at achieving chaos." Zenin added, despite her limited knowledge of the famous trope. "Also, they have some insane mood swings."

Jackie nodded along with her friend's attempt at explaining the trope. "They can completely normal one minute and batshit nuts the next. Do you have something other than Jacob's name on a piece of paper?"

Samantha reached up and snatched the journal from Henry, flipping through the pages until she found the entries she needed. "Okay, disclaimer: this shit is borderline disturbing and fairly gross."

"Wait, wait. Let me read it!" Zenin half-assed reached for the book. "C'mon, please?"

"Sorry Slytherin, you'd probably give them nightmares." Samantha scooted away from the blonde girl and cleared her throat so that she read the entry that was the best source of how deranged the guy was. "Dear diary, today the Grandmaster asked for information regarding the Shroud. Of course, I had no more of a lead than the others. My time had been better spent tracking the elusive Jacob Frye and his blasted Rooks. Each time I feel I have him within reach, he vanishes. His Rooks, who I had seen only a few times at a distance, are no easier to find. Those I've asked on the streets mention that Jacob doesn't like staying out of trouble, where there is a fight is where Jacob will be. Unfortunately, causing a scene isn't a wise choice on my behalf since the Grandmaster wants all sights on the Shroud. However, one of my Blighters have made mention that Jacob had recently become acquainted with Miss Attaway, the Grandmaster's cousin. No doubt he will kill her and the Grandmaster will also want Jacob's head in response. It's an opportunity I must seize if I wish to make him mine.

"My dear Jacob Frye, I cannot wait for the moment we meet face to face. Since your arrival to this dusty, old city, I have never felt more alive. The chaos you cause, the good deeds gone wrong, how it fills me with lust and an incurable craving for more. We can get rid of the Grandmaster and rule this place together as one. Yes, as one."

Jackie's face scrunched together in disgust, it wasn't really all that bad compared to some of the shit she had read on the Internet back home. That didn't mean the images that unwilling featured in her head were welcomed though.

"That's...a rather odd..." Evie was at a struggle for words, her brother always had a knack for trouble however, this is a bit much. "What is in the letters?"

"They're all about the Shroud, he certainly has no interest in it though." Henry stated, closing the file. "We must warn Jacob of this matter."

"Of what matter?" the man in question asked, a slightly disappointed look on his face, "Samantha, where had you been all day? I needed you for a mission."

Samantha stood up, just as Charlie told her to do when speaking with her mentor. "Forgive me, Zenin and I embarked on a small mission originally tasked to us by Evie and later by Henry."

He gave her a rather perplexed look, "I see, then I suppose you had your day filled as you two were gone for some time."

Samantha nodded, "Sorry, you weren't around that much so, I hadn't thought you'd need me."

Jacob brushed her off, "No matter, I'm done with my tasks and I will be needing you tomorrow." He eyed her, his expression stated that she had to be there and that his word was law.

"Alright." she nodded, feeling a bit out of place. She was nineteen years old and still being treated like she was five.

"And what chaos did you cause this time Jacob?" Evie sighed with clear annoyance, "Must I assign you a nanny?"

"He'd probably fuck her." Jackie groaned, her head started to throb at the prospect of the twins fighting. She was at that point where what she truly believed overruled her discretion. Because of that, everyone stared at her in absolutely shock as she had never spoken this way since coming to this world.

"J-Jackie..." Zenin and Samantha cringed and tried to erase the unwanted mental image from their minds. They brushed theirs ears against their shoulders, making small whining sounds as they did so.

Henry just looked away from the scene, as much as he was use to being the voice of reason among the group, he had to remove himself from this one. He had heard some strange things in his lifetime, a majority of those things were said by the four girls, however this was past his boundaries and tolerance. They were going have to handle this on their own.

Jackie ignored the grossed out expressions of her companions and walked up to Evie, handing back the papers she was forced to read. "There's nothing new in these, I suggest you find something that's worth the agonizing pain of reading and deciphering." With her mind spoken, Jackie promptly left to go join Christina in bed. If she had read another document that was only a few sentences different from the last, she was going to kill someone.

"Wow, when did she get an attitude like that?" Zenin whispered to Samantha, she looked a bit concerned when Samantha mouthed back that she didn't know. Jackie was always the more reasonable and nice one, very rarely she would snap at people like this.

Jacob was the first to recover from the episode, clearing his throat to gather everyone's attention. "Apart from that, I visited Mrs. Evans today. She has more news about someone's courting."

"Don't call it that Jacob." Samantha glared at the devilishly handsome man, "I don't care if that's what it is, do not call it that."

"What has happened this time?" Henry asked, ignoring Samantha's demand. "Did he cancel their trip next week?"

Jacob shook his head, "The contrary, that appointment will still be occurring. However, the Grandmaster has requested that she join him the day after tomorrow."

"Why?" Zenin looked at Samantha and sneered slightly, "You're like your mom Sam, I should pick your men for you."

Samantha glared back at Zenin, "Thanks. Just...thanks."

"You're welcome, you know I'm there for you." Zenin gently nudged Samantha's shoulder in a playful manner. "C'mon, it was funny."

"Enough of your tomfoolery." Evie told the girls before eying her twin. "What is the plan then, I would like to hope you have one."

Jacob let out an slightly irritated sigh, "I know that he plans to take her out, to where I cannot say for sure. It's an earlier opportunity to invade his house for clues; I figured you would like that, my dear sister."

Evie sat up a bit straighter and glanced at Henry, "That would be nice, we don't have a precise layout of the house though."

"Did you have one for the Kenway mansion?" Zenin asked, the girls remembered when Evie and Henry went off to the very pretty mansion and came back with some more clues about the Shroud. "You managed that rather well."

"I'd appreciate it if you reigned in your sarcasm." Evie glared at the blonde, "The Grandmaster's house will more heavily guarded that the Kenway mansion."

"I can spend some time studying the area then." Zenin volunteered, "That way we have a better chance of making this work."

"Zenin, you are not-"

"I just infiltrated a Templar owned area without getting caught and I looked fabulous while doing it." She dramatically posed as she spoke, "I can manage studying an area."

Samantha shook her head, knowing too well where this was heading. "She's just gonna do it anyways, you may as well let her."

"See, she understands me." Zenin grinned, "Besides, we'll just be calling for trouble if the Rooks help out."

"She's right," Jacob agreed, "And I will have Samantha tomorrow so, she must do it alone or with someone else."

"I will go with her," Henry offered, "Ms. Frye, you should go find Ms. Thorne. She will have found something worthwhile at this point in time."

"Yes, how I'd love to see that woman again after last time." Evie chided coldly, "I barely managed to get away with the key."

"You're alive, Evie." Jacob laughed, "Show some backbone, isn't that what you use to tell me as a child?"

"Who is Ms. Thorne?" Zenin asked curiously, she hadn't heard the name before. She never really looked at the web of conspiracy that had all the Templar leaders on it. If she had, she could have guessed who Thorne was.

"The Grandmaster's right hand and an occultist know it all." Evie explained, "She is looking for the Shroud as well and her determination is quite extreme."

"She is the expert on ancient artifacts, the Pieces of Eden are no exception." Henry agreed softly, he had heard from Evie how persistent the woman could be. "She has more knowledge on the artifacts than we do, raiding her files is the best we can do in hopes of finding anything out."

"Sounds like she's got you guys in a pickle." Samantha noted aloud, "If she's alive then she'll find the Shroud soon enough and if she's dead, you guys won't have any leads to follow."

Evie sighed in agreement, "I'm afraid so." She forced herself out of the booth and addressed all the assassins (Samantha and Zenin do technically count). "Alright, Zenin and Mr. Green can map out the Grandmaster's home. Jacob, what do you plan on doing with Samantha?"

"Training, combat specifically." He told her without hesitation, "It's about time I taught her how to fend for herself, assassination lessons will take place in due time."

"Do you ever plan?"

"Who convinced you to take in these girls as our apprentices?"

The next morning, Samantha and Jacob headed out to less a populated place where he had planned to teach Samantha combat skills. They arrived at an old and abandoned factory that no one bothered with, rumors claimed that the company it belonged to fell as the product they tried to sell wasn't profitable. Ever since, the building was left to decay.

"So, why can't you train me with the Rooks?" Samantha asked, she was taken by surprise when he stripped off his leather coat. Her natural response was to almost shriek and ask with a flaring blush on her cheeks. "What are you doing?"

"My coat was chosen to distract my enemies, the tactic works best with kicks though." He explained while making sure his vest was properly buttoned. "Since you're starting, I figured it would unfair for me to use that against you."

"Uh huh, I see." She took in the small cosmetic change, she had to admit that he looked good without the coat. "You're not planning on fighting me, right?"

He looked at her with minor disbelief before letting out a soft chuckle. "I'm not that cruel, I'll teach you what you need to know before sparring with you." As he spoke, he started rolling up his sleeves which revealed his slightly hairy arms. Briefly, Samantha wondered how come his arms weren't as hairy as some of the men she had seen back home, Jacob didn't seem like the type for manscaping. If that even existed at this point in time. Did shaving a beard count?

Samantha let out a sigh and waited for Jacob to start on his drilling. For such a laid back assassin, his method of teaching was actually pretty strict. He, sometimes, made her miss having Charlie constantly pick on her for her lack of performance, not often did she get to appreciate his teaching ethic. However, it was through being his charge and student that she came to see that he wasn't as lazy or uncaring as Evie often saw him as being. It was just that he was too busy focusing on the bigger picture that he failed to consider the smaller details.

"Alright, first we need to work on your posture." He came over to her, placing himself behind her and guided her into the proper pose she needed. "Relax, agility is key to fighting."

"I'm sure you're using the wrong word." She teased, trying to ignore the heat that emitted off of his body. "If agility is key to fighting, then how do you always manage to come back in a state that is worse than when you left?"

"In my personal opinion," he spoke softly in her ear, "brawling and fighting are two different things."

"Oh really? How so?" She asked, she was actually grateful that they were alone even though there was a certainty in her mind that stated that this closeness would never happen in front of the Rooks.

"Brawling comes with the expectations of injuries and fighting with that of a successful win."

She turned her head a bit and laughed, "I think your opinion needs work."

"As does your posture." He teased back, he angled her as best he could without touching her inappropriately. "Alright, I want you try laying a punch on me."

"Huh?"

"I'm going to act as your practice dummy, this way I can judge the force you use and to make sure you are not leaving yourself open." He told her with an eager smile, he had been waiting for this moment admittedly. He didn't think she could do much at this stage although, she managed to surprise him with her new parkour skills.

"Alright then, just punch you?"

He nodded, he positioned himself as needed and waited for her to start. "Whenever you're ready."

She took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled through her nose, this wasn't going to end well in her opinion. Her typical fights with her brothers were never organized nor did they happen to have rules that applied to a fight here. She knew well enough that her combat skills were not the best, if they could be called skills.

Samantha took a swing at the male brunette, he caught her fist with ease. "You're doubting yourself." He stated calmly, gently releasing her fist. "Don't think about your lack of experience, just think about your goal."

"And that might be?"

Jacob lazily smiled at her, "Beating me?" He suggested, he would have thought that would be her goal at the moment. After all, beating him in a fight was near impossible in his opinion.

She shook her head with a small smile of her own, she knew she could never beat Jacob in a fight. However, who knew if she would be forced to face the Grandmaster like this. That would her goal, to survive. With that set in her mind, she gave it another try and this punch had some force in it. Jacob was slightly surprised when he caught it.

"That's not bad, keep going." He told her warmly, he felt encouraged by the force she started adding into her attack. From this exact moment, Jacob knew he had made the right choice in teaching her. With a few years of training and some missions, he had no doubt she'd be ready to be inducted into the brotherhood. "I'm your enemy, if I come out on top that's death for you."

She only nodded in response and tried again, this pattern continued four times before she finally managed to gather the courage to actually put full force in her attacks. Jacob gave her words of encouragement as well tips on how to improve her attacks. Soon, he already was feeling that they could move on to sparring.

"Not bad," he smiled, his palms were a bit sore but, he could survive. After all, he was going to become a Master Assassin and if he couldn't handle a little pain then, he would never reach his dream. "care to put that to use?"

"Sure." Even though she was hesitant, he did give her enough courage to try. It was better than throwing her into a fight and waiting to see if she would make it out in one piece or alive.

The two prepared their stances and he gave her a small countdown before taking a swing at her. She managed to dodge it by pulling away and she punched his shoulder before he knocked her on the ground.

"You need to focus on your opponent." He leaned down and helped her back up, "Focus on my movements."

Samantha let out an irritated sigh, allowing him to assist before returning to her stance. The fall had hurt like hell and her butt would definitely hurt a shit ton later. Even so, she continued to try to at least land a hit on the assassin for over an hour. After that hour, she finally got fed up of losing and started to give the spar her best effort.

"Why is it," Jacob said as he dodged some of her attacks, she had started using kicks and he was unprepared for that. Even with her best effort though, Jacob was still winning each sparring match they had. He was a trained and seasoned assassin compared to her. "you have to get progressively irritated just to fight someone?"

"Because now," she growled in frustration, her body was in pain and her muscles cried for relief. Not even her tumbles with her older brothers were this bad, and to think she use to cry because of them. "I just want to get this over with."

Seeing that he needed give her time to recollect herself, Jacob called off their sparring. "If that is the case, you need to harness your strength before engaging in a battle because you'll be dead before you can do it." He knew she'd need time before she could do that, hopefully she still had time to learn before anything awful happened.

She nodded, her heart's beating was uncomfortable and she walked away from him to only just have a moment to herself. Leaning against a metal pillar and with her back to Jacob, She tried calming herself with some deep breaths but, it didn't work too great. "How do you people manage?"

"Years of practice, it's uncommon for newbies like you to really get a hang of our skill sets so soon." He told her, an underlying playful tone could be heard in his voice. The same one she had heard when she was practicing scaling and freerunning. As he spoke, he had started to put one his coat again after he fixed his sleeves. "Now, I think it's time I showed you something."

"It better not be a brothel." She said under her breath, not thinking he could hear her. There was a sharp gasp and Samantha had quickly turned around, thinking that something was wrong. Instead, she ended up busting into a fit of laughter at the insulted look on poor Jacob's face.

Jacob feign shocked and offense, he had heard worse things be said about him. Still, it did slightly hurt his feelings to hear Samantha say that. He knew better than to take a woman to a brothel. "Is everyone's opinion of me so low, no faith in my good will?"

Samantha laughed and approached her mentor, she playfully flicked his nose as she teased, "If you wish to have a better reputation, learn to play your cards right." She kinda felt odd that she made such a childish gesture toward him; when she did so with her friends it was okay because, they were friends. Not say she didn't like Jacob, it just felt odd to do it to someone who was her teacher; even if he's only a year or so older than her.

"Then let this be the start to that." He smiled, slinging his arm around her shoulder as his way to tell her to follow. It was obvious he saw nothing wrong with the playful action. In fact, he quite glad she was willing to show him the same playfulness she showed her friends and the Rooks, especially Adam. He quickly banished that name from his mind, lest he start avoiding the young girl all over again and receiving another scolding from his twin sister. "Come, I promise that this will be quite the show for both of us."

Samantha smiled, even though she was cautious of whatever he was planning, she could not deny that she was eager to spend time with her mentor. "That screams of trouble but, I must confess; I'm curious."

"Then let us not waste more time." With that wicked and mischievous grin of his, they left the decaying factory together. Jacob hadn't ever thought that he'd be taking Samantha to his favorite little place, Evie surely would certainly reprimand him for it. But, Evie wasn't there to stop him and, once Samantha went, she'd want to come back.

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