Hey, everybody! Darou here! Now that Pufftail is preparing to become a true Assassin, the excitement is building up! But that doesn't mean that our story is close to being done. There's still a ways to go! I know this is a rather boring chapter, but we need characterization! Besides, it's going to get better. Trust me!
Assassin's Creed and Pufftail do not belong to me. Rosco was designed by and belongs to me. Please do not use this story or its characters without my/Jontaea's permission.
Chapter 7
Eventually, my excitement began to wither, simply because I have the patience of a gnat. Don't get me wrong, I was still hyped for the coronation in which I would truly become a member of the Brotherhood, but I also dreaded it. What would it be like? What would they do? Was it drastic? For the next three years, more and more questions came in my mind. I never really asked anyone, though, due to the fear of what the answer might be. One of my greatest fears in joining the Brotherhood was, well...you know what an Assassin does, right? Yeah, that.
I was in my room studying when Opal slammed the door open and ran inside, making me jump three feet into the air.
"Opal!" I cried. "What are you doing here? I thought you were on a mission."
"Did you hear the news?!" She said excitedly.
"Uh...what news?"
She dug through her cargo bag and pulled out an envelope and tossed it to me.
"Read it! Hurry!"
"Alright, alright, sheesh!" I opened the letter, finding the seal was already broken. I gave her a look. She blushed.
"Sorry, I might have already read it…."
I sighed as I read it. "It just says"-
I paused. Did I read that wrong? Did it say what I thought it said? I read it again, just in case. My jaw dropped. "I...I don't believe it," I breathed.
"Congratulations!" Opal practically screamed in my ear as she hugged me tightly. I'm sure I heard something snap.
"Wait...the initiation is in a few weeks."
"Sure is!"
"The ship leaves in two days."
"Uh-uh."
I gave her a look. "I don't have much time to get ready."
"Ye"- she stopped mid-sentence, her eyes wide. "Crap! I have to help you pack!" Immediately, she started pulling out clothes and weapons and shoved them into a bag she found in the closet.
"Opal."
She stopped. "What?"
"I think those weapons are yours."
She looked down. "No, they're-oh, yeah, they are. Sorry." Opal started tossing everything out of the bag and onto the floor.
"Opal, it's fine," I said, trying my best to stay calm as I took the bag from her. "I can take care of it."
She frowned. "Oh, um...okay, then."
"Thanks for offering, though."
She nodded and left. I hope I didn't offend her. Remembering that I was on a tight schedule, I quickly went to packing, refolding the clothes that were scattered on the floor. Apparently, the ship that would be taking me to wherever the heck this initiation was was going to leave the morning after tomorrow. I couldn't bear being late. Imagine how embarrassing that would be.
The next day, I finished packing and headed downstairs for dinner. Thomas, the cook who happened to be a cat, walked up to me.
"I heard you are on your way to the coronation," he said in a French accent.
I nodded. I wasn't as nervous around him as I used to be. Indeed, he was more like a dog than a feline.
"Good luck, then."
I smiled. "Thanks."
He turned away as I walked over to where Opal and a few others sat.
"I heard about the initiation," Riley said as I sat down. Oh, great. I hope this won't go on all day.
"Yeah," I muttered.
He leaned forward. My nose cringed. He stunk. "A quick tip-when they get the clamps, close your eyes so you don't see it coming."
"Oh, shut up, Riley!" snapped Ty, a friendly Australian shepherd. "Don't listen to him, Pufftail. It doesn't hurt that much."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
He briskly pulled off a glove and showed me his ring finger-at least, I think it was; we only have four fingers. It looked like he wore a thin black ring. I took a closer look, and-to my horror-it was actually a burn mark that went all around his finger, the fur completely singed. I gulped.
"Yeah, it only lasts a second," added Robin, a young labrador.
"I sure hope so," I murmured.
Oh, dear. Looks like Pufftail is going to be pretty nervous for this initiation! And I believe that next chapter, we'll be getting some cameos! Thanks for reading. Don't forget to leave a review/PM and tell me what you think!
-Darou