Tatsumi wandered back into the assassin's hideout in the cathedral exhausted from out running four Hunters and about thirty guards. "Hey Tatsumi!" Seamus yelled catching Tatsumi's attention. "How did it go, did you get the message from the Mentor?"

Tatsumi reached inside his robe and handed him an envelope that had the top ripped open. Seamus grabbed the envelope and pulled out the letter and began glancing over it's contents. "So Esdeath's been seen in the city." Seamus sighed, "This is bad we didn't have a lot of breathing room to begin with, now Honest is certain to have her crack down on us under the gise of fighting Night Raid."

Flint walked into the room where they were talking, "Hey kids what's up?"

"It's not good." Seamus said as he sat down in a chair.

Tatsumi was still standing when he began to tell Flint the rest of the problem. "Honest has called in Esdeath."

"Esdeath." Flint said calmly. "That's scary, I heard about her during my time in the army. They say she's the most powerful in the Empire."

"With her coming in we'll have to work fast to establish any sort of footing in the city." Seamus said with the letter still in his hands, "In the letter Mentor says that he's going to come to a meeting spot near the city in a few days."

"We need to find out what is happening in the city. Over the last few days we've assassinated multiple pro-templar officers within the city guard in the Canal district, right now we stand to take advantage of this and cement our control in the district." Tatsumi grabbed a map of the city and pointed to the district. "First we'll need to establish some sort of information network. Do you either of you have any ideas?"

Seamus was at a blank while Flint had an idea brewing within his head. "Tatsumi, I'd like for you to me by the foram near the cathedral." Flint got up and left real quick leaving the two assassins by themselves.

Seamus and Tatsumi started with a small amount of curiosity lingering between them. Seamus then stood up, "I think I'm going to investigate the Market District. You can usually find something interesting happening in that part of the city. Perhaps I'll overhear something that could be of importance."

Tatsumi nodded his head what Seamus's explanation of what he was going to do. "Alright, and also keep an eye out for some potential recruits while you're out." Seamus nodded back before he raised his hood and left the dining hall.


Tatsumi walked up to Flint who had taken a position on a large column that gave a great overview of the large open space where the city's people would gather and meet. However instead of seeing people cheerfully interacting with each other the forum was littered with several of the homeless residents of the city. Many were clustered together in what he assumed were family groups; others were either by themselves or wandering about in a complete haze. Tatsumi was horrified at the sight, "The overseers of the docks often times will recruit the homeless residents of the city, cheaper that way I guess. However when there aren't any ships in the harbor find themselves here." Flint explained.

"I know that this is a very important issue, but how does this pertain to our need of and information network?" Tatsumi said in a low and slightly cold voice.

"What makes a good spy, Tatsumi?" Flint asked him. Tatsumi drew a blank at the question. Flint however decided to answer it for him, "Someone who can move unseen, listen to conversations unseen, and when looked for disappear."

Tatsumi at the group, "I don't think they are unseen!"

"The only reason you and I see them is because we care." The brawny man said. "People will always ignore things that are bad but that would be to costly to fix." Flint pointed towards a carriage that was passing by. The people inside neither looked at nor noticed the horde of impoverished people. "Do you see my point?"

"So what would you do?" Tatsumi asked consenting to his argument.

Flint started to walk and motioned for Tatsumi to follow. They jumped down and walked into an isolated alley with two people sitting against a wall. "Hey." He warmly said to them both. He sat across from both of them and was followed by Tatsumi. Both of the men looked oddly at the two of the assassins. "Hey, got a question I'd like to ask you. Have ya heard of anything happening in the district?"

Nope." One of the the men said and the other quickly followed it with, "Mmm hmmm." Flint reached into his pocket and grabbed two gold coins and held them up. Both of the men became wide eyed at the sight of the coins. "Although we might be able to think of something."

They both grabbed a coin and thought for a moment. "What about that guard?" One of them said to the other.

"Oh yeah, forgot about him." The other beggar said back.

"Who's this guard?" Tatsumi asked.

"Well one of the sergeants in the guard is...different." One of the beggars said.

"How so?" Flint pressed them a little further.

"Well, our district Guard Captain will often force people out of their homes under the gise of tax evasion." The first beggar said.

"I assume that's not the truth." Tatsumi mentioned.

"The Gods know I paid more than my fair share of taxes." The other beggar grumbled.

"But anyways." The other one started to say, "A sergeant in the guard commands about a hundred men or so and our district has five of them and they pretty much enforce the captains will within our district. Now this one, Boors, or was it Mors, it doesn't really matter anyhow. When the Captain orders him to force some people out of their homes he pushes it off as long as possible usually giving them enough time to move or eventually do something."

"The other sergeants also don't care what happens to us." The other one said muffled but still heard.

Tatsumi was slightly puzzled by the information about this guard sergeant. "What does he do exactly?"

"If one of the folk here were to...go missing and we reported to one of them other sergeants, nothing get done about it. Now if we were to report it to that Mors, he'd at least investigate and try to find the missing person."

"Would either of you know where to find him?" Tatsumi asked the two.

"Well you might try his guard outpost, it's over yonder, big black building with the Imperial banner flying from it."

"Thank you." Tatsumi tapped his hood and began to walk away.

He was followed by Flint who stopped him, "So what do you think?"

"About using the city's poor as an information network?" Flint nodded his head. "Well they gave us a lead on a potential recruit, and the coin will help keep the hunger off them." Tatsumi sighed and thought for a moment. "While I'd hate to involve those who are outsiders to our war, but I don't see any other alternatives."

"Alright you check out the guard and I'll try to find out some more information, maybe even lay the foundations for a permanent information network." Tatsumi nodded his head and waved to his friend as he started to walk away.


Night Raid's base


Night Raid had gathered into their meeting hall with everyone including Najenda standing up and talking about recent events. "So Tatsumi saved your lives?" Najenda asked Bulat and Leone.

"Yeah, he did." Bulat responded.

Najenda took a puff off her cigarette, "Ever since Tatsumi has arrived in the capital a month ago there has been several assassinations and disappearances of nobles and merchants that were corrupt and supporters of the Minister. Also he's saved not only Mine but also Bulat and Leone; not only that but he turned Zanku's teigu over to us." She took another puff from her cigarette, "While he's also taken various hostile actions against us, he has only acted in defense. All of these things point to him being a potential ally or even a recruit, if only we could learn of his organization."

"Could he possibly be part of another Revolutionary Army cell?" Sheele asked.

"No way," Lubbock quickly responded, "Command would have notified Najenda if they were going to establish another operative cell in the area."

Najenda stayed silent for a moment, "Was there anything that occurred during your encounters with Tatsumi that would give any clues to who he works for?"

"When he helped me assassinate Iokal we were ambushed by some group of people called an Assassin Hunters. The last one that we killed mentioned something about a creed and templars."

"Like the Knights Templar?" Lubbock said, "Mine, they're long dead and dust."

"Yes but he also called Tatsumi Assassin. Like it was some sort of like title."

"Zanku said the same thing about Assassins and a Creed." Leone interjected.

'Assassin's...Creed." Suddenly everything clicked. The Robe, the skill, his references to his brothers, and that weapon he used his hidden blade. "N..N..no th..that can't be!"

The other members of Night Raid became concerned at Najenda's sudden reaction. "Hey boss is everything alright?" Akame asked walking closer to her.

Najenda calmed down considerably, "Yes it just I heard of something like what you've described. Soon after I became a general I began to hear these legends about an order called the Assassin Brotherhood from the other generals within the Imperial army."

"Well what makes them so special?" Mine asked, "Akame was a highly skilled assassin for the Empire for years."

"Akame may have been skilled she achieved her skill by enhancements, training, and Murasame but in the end she was more or less a highly skilled hitman. The Assassins however leave no aura, make no sounds, and no one ever sees them. The only thing that's left is a body. Honestly I only thought that they were a story long dead, but now.." She looked off as her voice trailed.

"Do you have any idea what they want?" Akame diligently asked.

"From the stories I've heard they despise any sort of system of order and wish to hurl the world into chaos. Although his actions seem to be different his targets have all been corrupt officials on Honest's payroll." She lowered her head and started to rub her temples. "I'm not sure on how to proceed without any further information." She sat back up and lit another cigarette, "On our next encounter with Tatsumi I want you to try and find out more about his orders motives."

"Alright boss." Bulat responded.

"In the meantime I have another contract prepared for you." She took a puff off her cigarette. "Bulat are you ready to fight again?"

"Yeah I think I'm up for a fight?"

"Good, that target are the heads of a local drug ring. Leone and Bulat I want you to hit their warehouse while Mine and Sheele assassinate their leader. If everything goes to plan we'll destroy the main drug smugglers within the region."


Back at the Legion of Doom

Sorry wrong story


Canal District, Guards Station C


Tatsumi walked up to the counter with a tired looking guard sitting behind it. He waited for a minute or two waiting for the man to notice him there however when he didn't say anything Tatsumi decided to take the first step. "Hello."

"If you wish to report a crime one of our guards will speak with you, if you want to become a member of the guard you need to report to our headquarters in the district, or if you want to lotter I must ask you to leave." The Guard said in a deep monotone while never looking up from his paperwork.

"I came here to speak with your sargent, Mors." Tatsumi said.

"He's out on patrol, you might be able to catch him if you leave now. Normally he walks over to the bridge and back so you could start searching along that way."

"Alright." Tatsumi started to turn away and started walking outside, "Grumpy asshole."


The Canal Bridge


Tatsumi walked up to the bridge and saw a guard leaning over the railing looking at something. Based off how he looked the guard couldn't have been much older than himself. Tatsumi approached closer to the bridge and looked over to where he thought he was looking. His gaze was met by the image of the docks being worked by large quantities of men practically wearing rags. Suddenly though he heard a voice come from the guard, "Do you think that when a system has been corrupted it is the job of good men to step in and do something?" Tatsumi looked over at the guard and noticed the symbol that signified his rank as a sergeant.

"Sorry were you talking to me?" Tatsumi asked confused.

"Na, guess I was just talking to talk." The sergeant stood up and offered his hand, "Name's Mors, Sargent Jeff Mors."

Tatsumi shook the hand, "Tatsumi." He looked back over to the docks, "So was there anything in particular that you were looking at?"

Mors looked back over to docks, "Everyday more and more people are forced to leave their homes for failing to pay taxes, at least according to the captain." Mors started looking sad as he watched the dockworkers go about their business.

"What's the reality?"

The captain stood watching the dock before answering, "Last week I was forced to evict a family of people from their house, however when I checked the tax ledger they had been up to date with their taxes and had started to pay off next month's. Along with the fact that I learned that our captain keeps the evicted properties goods."

"Did you do anything." Tatsumi asked awaiting the answer.

"Yeah I did. I alerted the Commander of the city watch who sent someone to investigate any reports of corruption. We both looked at the ledger and it was altered so that it said they were several months behind on their taxes." Mors gave a long sigh, "Long ago I wished to become guard to protect the people of the Empire, but how can I protect the people from the Empire itself!" He kicked a part of the bridge out of his frustration.

"Do you really wish to fight the injustice of the system?" Tatsumi asked.

"I do." Mors responded.

"Is there somewhere that you need to be?" Tatsumi asked.

"No at least not for another hour or so."

"Then would you care to walk with me? I have a proposition that I think you would like to hear." Tatsumi began to walk away from the spot where the two had talked. Soon though he heard the sounds of footsteps approach behind him and quickly caught up to him.

"So what is this proposition?" Mors asked.

"First we must go somewhere quieter, what I want to offer you is not for public ears."


Bismarck Cathedral-roughly an hour later


Tatsumi and the guard Mors were sitting in a pew in the large congregation room. It was still the middle of the day when they arrived and hardly anyone but clergymen were in the place of worship. Tatsumi had just finished explaining to Mors who he was who the Templars were and what he was offering him. "So you're saying that my captain is one of these Templars?"

"From everything I've heard I suspect that he is." Tatsumi answered.

"So you're not one of these Night Raid blokes are you?" Mors asked Tatsumi.

Tatsumi looked at him strangely and shook his head, "God no."

Mors seemed satisfied by Tatsumi's answer, "Alright then, but before I decide to join this brotherhood of yours I must first know what do you want with me?"

"What I want is for you to be trained and then once we decide that you're ready we will induct you into the brotherhood but ultimately I will want you to become Captain of the guard within this district."

Mors was taken aback by the statement but soon recollected himself. "It would be possible, in the guard the district captain choose his or her successor, normally they place their sergeants in order of favoritism. However the Captain has listed me fifth, under the other four brutes that he's put in the power. If it is your goal to put me in command of the district you will have to assassinate the captain and the other sergeants at the same time so none of them have the chance to rewrite the succession listing."

"It could be arranged although first I want you to undergo training required to become an Assassin."

"Agreed, I will join your order." Mors and Tatsumi reached out and shook each other's hand and Tatsumi came one step closer to achieving his objective.


One week later


Tatsumi just finished hunting down a local Templar who had been fencing the property that the captain had been robbing from the people of the district. It wouldn't put Mors in command of the district's guard but it put them a step closer. He decided to cut through a local park that didn't see much activity at night besides from the occasional homeless person. Soon he heard the sounds of fighting and decided to investigate.

He was getting closer to where the fighting was happening but before he could get a got look at the fight heard her an ear screeching scream. "SHEELE!"

'That's one of Night Raid's members and that sounded like Mine, I'll need to hurry.'

He started to run through a heavily wooded area but once again before he could arrive something interrupted him, this time however it was a blinding flash of light. He walked forward but soon he something ran into him when he looked over at what it was he saw Mine standing there holding her arm. "Tatsumi." She said, her voice sounded as if it was off in a way, like she saw something traumatic.

"Mine has something happened?" He asked her calmly as to not raise her stress.

"Sheele she…" Tears started to form in her eyes and her voice started to trail off.

Tatsumi pulled her in and hugged her, "Mine it's ok you don't need to say it."

Mine looked up at him, she wiped her eyes clean of the tears and calmed down. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to do that." She said to him. "I'll need to be going, I need to be reporting back to Najenda." She started to walk away.

"No you can't." She looked back, "The guard will be swarming the area looking for you and escaping the city will be next to impossible. Come with me and I promise I can get you out of the city."

Mine stood thinking about his offer. She glanced at her arm and looked at the growing blood stain on her arm. "I'll come with you as long as you promise to answer some of my questions."

"Agreed now let's go please." Tatsumi said offering her a hand. Mine began to turn pink at his offer. Tatsumi started to blush as well when he figured out what she was blushing, "Um-I-um let's just g-go this way."