Chapter VIIII
Sewn together
"Iden." The familiar voice echoed through his head as he turned slowly to face the figure.
"Arno?.." his gaze softened at the sight of his forgotten friend. It's been years since he's seen his face, he was older as Iden could tell from the scar that stretched across his face.
"What are you doing here?" Iden questioned.
Arno walked slightly to the side as he starred into Iden's once familiar face, the blood still smeared across his chin and lips as he mercilessly killed the old man. Arno eyes fixed into an unfamiliar gaze as he stopped and observed the dead body from the distance, ignoring Iden's question. Iden looked to the ground as his gaze became stern, the Liberian laid in motionless fear as the flesh from his neck was ripped open from violent anger that filled himself. Iden looked from the corpse to Arno slowly realizing what he's become. Arnos gaze starred into Iden's being as he watched Iden shift as he began to understand the horrors he brings.
His mind flooded with the memories they shared only to be stopped by the last he had of him. Tattered and old as Iden looked to his torn clothing his eyes gazed at Arnos scar as he began walking towards him.
"All these years and your still the same monster I remember." Arno's voice was harsh as he held his sword in one hand.
Iden scuffed then looked to the small droplets of blood on the floor.
"Why haven't you fled?" Arno stood right in front of him with a serious gaze set upon him.
"I did.. But your bastard brotherhood insists to keep sending men my way." Iden spat but his voice kept calm.
"Am I a bastard? What did you do for them to send men after you.."
"I don't remember."
Arno's anger raged as he kicked over a large stacks of books sending a loud crashing noise threw the library.
"GODDAMMIT IDEN THINK! DO YOU NOT REMEMBER KILLING ONE OF OUR OWN! A MASTER ASSASSIN AT THAT! DO YOU NOT REMEMBER THE FEAR YOU GAVE ME AS I WATCHED YOU SELFLESSLY KILL HIM?!" Arno's voice roared through the room and threw Iden's head as he stood motionless.
Arno let out a loud breath before shaking his head.
"What will you do..will you fight me like the others..or will you stand there like a frightened child." Iden's tone was deep and emotionless but it tugged at Arno's rage causing him to stand in silence.
Iden watched him for a moment before turning around and scuffing at Arno's anger.
Without a minute to pass Arno let his rage control him as he attacked Iden, cutting his back with his blade before Iden turned and pushed Arno into another tall stack of books knocking them to the ground. Arnos face was fixed in tight lines as he stood up and charged again, dodging Iden's claws as he spun around and cut his side. Iden stood still then watched as the blood trickled on the floor causing him to grit his teeth tightly before turning around and stopping Arno's blade from impaling his shoulder. Iden's eyes grew darker as he picked up Arno by his throat to let him dangle off the ground as Iden looked into his eyes.
Arno kicked Iden in his side before dropping to the ground and stabbing Iden's leg. Angered Iden grabbed Arnos knife and tossed as he grabbed his shoulders and bite into Arnos neck.
Arnos eyes widen but his body sat lifeless as Iden savored his blood, slowly in taking it as he watched memories flood into his mind of Arnos past until finally pulling away as he felt Arnos body heat drop.
Iden fell to his knees as he felt the blood drip from his chin.
Arno gasped and choked before leaning against the books stacked behind him as he found sign of comfort.
"You can't return to France you idiot.." Arno choked up as he watched Iden lick the blood from his lips.
"Then perhaps the brotherhood should have considered that before they killed Amelia." Iden hissed.
Arno choked and tried to wipe the blood around his neck. "Amelia?"
Iden's eyes softened slightly at Arnos tone.
"She was a woman..who cared for me the past few years." Iden whispered as he looked to the ground.
"Did you care for her?" Arno rubbed his neck.
"I almost loved her." Iden looked to the torches as they began to flicker as their light died out.
Arno coughed and sat back in pain.
"I wasn't informed that they killed a woman..perhaps they kept details like that out of their..orders."
Iden looked to Arno as he tried to pick himself up.
"I..I must return to France.." Arno gasped then tried to walk towards the door but fell on his knees before passing out.
Iden slowly walked over and pick up Arno only to set him up right against the books as he slept. He studied his face as the once familiar Arno was now consumed by the brotherhoods poisonous ways, it's not like how it was in the times before the brotherhood had become corrupt and it was time to put their ways to an end.
"Your such a fool dear friend.."
Arno Returns! Apologies for the slow update the story had to be fixed, Iden is not pleased with the brotherhood now that he sees whats happen to Arno after those years. Stay tuned!
