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Altair-Robot Chimera does not own Assassin's Creed. She owns only her OCs and plot...
Thank you. You may go back to torturing Malik, Altair.
Ch.8-"Of Vigorous Training and Doppelgangers"
I tried my best to peer through the mist that began to build up like a dense, transparent blanket over the city of Rome, and apparently over the Training Yard. It had been five days since I met the other three recruits. The days carried on like they always did. Do missions. Kick some guard butt. Jab a certain Lucius in the gut. Argue with an idiotic Dante. Yep. That's my life around here. And apparently my instincts adjusted to it pretty well. So today, Leon had volunteered to teach us how to use weapons. He told Bern, Catherine and I to meet him at the Training Yard one at a time so he can concentrate on teaching one person only. So there I was. But Leon was nowhere to be seen, well, nowhere to be seen through the thick mist. Curiously, I walked about. Suddenly, my face collided with something scratchy and dry. I rubbed my face, cursing silently, then looked in front of me and saw what seemed like a naked scarecrow. But a second of observation proved that it was actually a straw dummy.
"Leon? You here?" I called out.
"Oh, here already?" I heard him call back. I looked around, but, of course, I couldn't see him.
"Where are you?" I answered back.
"Over-UMPH." he called back, but it sounded like he bumped into something. Curse these stupid straw dummies. Then a moment of silence."...over here."I heard from the west. I began walking and eventually found him rubbing his forehead, but he didn't show any signs of pain. I looked over to the dummy he bumped into. Ouch. He'd bumped right into the tip of the protruding arm.
"...That dummy got you too...?"
"Apparently, yes..."he nodded, letting his hand drop to his side. "Anyway, now that you are here, let's commence the training. Resta qui (Stay here)." he uttered before walking off again out into the mist. I heard a fire flare into life and saw it's light a few feet away. It moved to the left, flickering slightly, and another fire was lit, then another and another until we were surrounded by the light of the fire that circled us. It was a little easier to see. A few seconds later Leon came back with two ordinary swords and handed me one and took a step back. "You must learn to use a variety of weapons. Do not be attached to only one." I nodded. Leon then moved into a stance. "Now come at me." I took a deep breath. Then charged at him, screaming a barbaric war cry with my sword over my head. Then it all happened in a quick second. Leon's sword touched the inside of mine and he took a step closer to me, and brought it up. In one sudden movement, he pointed the tip down towards the outside of my blade and with one jerk my sword was pulled away from my hands. I stood there shocked.
"What the heck?"
"That is how you disarm your opponent." Leon replied calmly.
"But I didn't even get a chance to hit you!" I whined. I just started and I get the sword pulled away from my hands!
"Precisamente (precisely). I was too fast. You must study your opponents speed. Sword fighting is not just about hacking and slashing. It would be no more than attacking while blindfolded." Leon explained. Now he was going all "Master Shifu" on me. But I understood. He then retrieved my sword and handed it back to me. Leon then demonstrated how to disarm. It was difficult, so Leon suggested that I continue to practice. This is going to be a long day...
In about eight hours I had learned the basics of fighting with a sword, dagger, crossbow, and all of the other weapons you could think of. We trained nonstop. No breaks at all. But that wasn't the end of it. I still had to practice with all of them. I had only learned the basics after all. After the intense and vigorous training, I decided to cool off and take a walk out in the town. My body ached all over. Especially my ass from being knocked down. I bumped into Catherine who was heading to the Training Yard. I grabbed her shoulders. I had to warn her of the horrors through that door.
"Brace. Yourself." I said slowly and carefully before letting her go and trudging out the main door like a lost zombie. It was already night and ,as always, the streets were still busy as if no one needed sleep. Just like New York.
I had not wandered far and found myself strolling near the docks. The moonlight tried it's best to cut through the thick fog but it just couldn't. The soft splashes of the waves and groaning of the large ships swaying in the sea was heard among the mist. Yes, the mist has never lifted yet. I narrowed my eyes and peered through the wispy mass around me for something to entertain me.
"I never anticipated that Italy could hold this much mist in one city." a male voice with a British accent said that caught my attention. I perked up and looked around me. What would a fellow Brit be doing in Rome? Just then, a young woman came walking into a clearing in the mist. I froze. This woman ...looked like me! Exactly like me!
I"m sorry that this chapter is so short D;! It's just that I'm gonna be leaving on a vacation and I won't be writing for a while. I'm just really busy! So I wanted to get this chapter in. By the way, I read how to disarm someone with a sword on WikiHow: How to Disarm An Opposing Sword Fighter. I had writers block for this. Anyway, I just realized that Leon looks and acts like Makoto from Ghost Hound. Believe me, I just started watching it a few days a ago. That anime really does some mind fucks but I really like it ;D! Anyway, I'm sorry for the chapter's length and farewell for now! Robo Chimera out!
