Tomb of forgotten memories pt 6
Wednesday April 25, 2018
I should have known that finding the rouge like this was to easy. It was just a false trail laid by him to buy time, to get away from me. It would only buy him time; he would not escape from me.
The civilian who had taken the rouge's persona told me that he was offered thousands of dollars from a man named Caleb. I doubt this was his real name, but it worked for me. I finally had a trail to follow, a path to lead me forward.
It wasn't new to me, this game of cat and mouse between me and my prey. I always won in the end, no matter how long it took or how far they ran. It was a part of me I didn't know how to let go of. nil guess it could be my Kenway blood, this ability to hold onto a grudge.
Sitting here at my ancestral home, writing about my life is more freeing than I thought it would be. It hurts in a way, but in a good way. For once I don't have to hide how I feel about my life, it's a new feeling. The ability to not hide when I live in the shadows around me.
Thursday April 26, 2018
The London branch had their own jobs to do, but there were a few they could spare to help my search. I had learned long ago that I could not do everything myself. It was why there were three heads of the Hydra.
Friday April 27, 2018
A novice came up to me today, asking for advice of all things. This child didn't want training or stories of past missions like others I had met.
"What do you need advice for?" I had asked.
"My brother is hunting for someone, like you, but not the same way. He's looking or a thief. I don't know how to help him." She had responded.
"What is your name?"
"Mary, miss"
Mary's eyes held a fierce fire in them, and for once it felt like I was looking in a mirror. Her sapphire orbs matched my own emerald eyes. I told her the only thing I could. The truth.
"Be there for him, bring him back when he goes too far. Remind him why he chose this life, why he lives. It will be hard, but there is a flame in you that will only continue to grow."
Mary continued to look at me for a few more seconds after that, I assume to think over the words I had given her. She then smiled, running off to a young man who was hacking away at a training dummy. She pulled him away, forcing to go get food or maybe sleep.
Sunday April 29, 2018
The novice from a couple days ago, Mary, is still on my mind. She reminds me of someone in my past, I think a person who had asked my mother the same advice when I was younger. It was weird, the way that history seemed to repeat itself in my family.
Sunday May 6, 2018
A week has passed since the first time I met Mary. She still invaded my thoughts every now and again, but from what I saw she followed the advice I had given her, she was neither to restrictive nor too distant to her brother. Said brother was smiling more, but he was still training longer than the other trainees, pushing himself to his limits every night.