The Assassins and The Dimension Travelers
By Trinity Pandora Kat
Chapter 12
Jacob exited the freight train when he was certain he was outside of London. He chose to go only far enough to where he could see the city at a fair distance, far enough for there to be some old farms or country estates. He hadn't an idea where to look first, he could only just wander and hope he would stumbled upon the hideout. While that was not his best plan, there was little he could do to begin with.
Jacob searched around for some time, there actually weren't many homes or even shacks around here. It gave him both hope and dread as that made his search more easier to narrow down while, in turn, meaning that there was an equal chance that he wouldn't find her. However, there was an undeniable sense of confidence in him that he couldn't shake.
There were only so many places Roth would have been able to hide her within London, without arousing suspicion any sooner than he already did. Surely Roth had considered all possible outcomes when it came hiding Samantha anywhere, tearing apart the city would be the first thing he'd expect of them. With that in mind, it seemed only logical for him to create a prison for her outside of the city. This was what Jacob kept telling himself so that he didn't become discouraged.
"So," Jacob sighed to himself as he tried his best to put himself into Roth's mindset. "if I was a crazy bastard trying to hide away a person, where would I put her?"
Glancing around, the male Assassin had caught the slightest glimpse of human activity in the distance by chance. It was kind of far off for him to make out specifics but, it was promising judging from the distant movements he could make out. Like how they didn't carry lanterns, thus allowing the people to hide in the darkness. He hurried over that way, travelling through trees and then keeping himself hidden in some bushes so that, should he be seen, he could be passed off as a random animal.
Once he arrived, he found that a pristine carriage was park in front along with a few Blighters. This had to be where Samantha was, why else would they be here?
"It's safe sir." One of the brutes came over and opened the carriage door, revealing Roth to still be inside. Jacob hardly realized that he was clenching his fist, or noticed the rise in his anger. "She's still here and no one else."
Roth exited the carriage, looking as smug as ever. "Good, I'm sure she'll appreciate a visit."
Whatever patience Jacob had was being tested at the moment, resisting every urge to not go in there and kill all of his enemies was much more difficult than he would have imagine. He couldn't be rash though, no matter how much he want to kill every last bastard here. For Samantha's sake, he would wait until these men were gone before doing anything.
Roth gleefully strolled into Samantha's room; the young girl was awake, although weak and ill. She looked far paler than she naturally should and there was a thin layer of sweat over her body. He had been giddy all day, eager to doom his rival in love with the poison his men had force fed her that morning. No doubt she didn't remember a thing, which was good in case the Assassins did manage to save her. He could at least put blame on the two imbeciles he hired, as they were her primary caretakers.
"I see you've gotten comfortable." Roth snickered as Samantha could hardly managed a sneer at him. "Now, now, I spent a lot of money on you as it is."
Samantha tried to speak, tried to defend herself; however, she could only manage these weird and strained sounds. She knew they did something to her, what they did to her was still a mystery.
"Don't bother trying to converse, the poison probably infected your vocal cords by now."
Samantha's eyes widened, she was poisoned?! Since when? The meal she ate with Nicholas and James went fine, they told her they wouldn't hurt her. No, they wouldn't have hurt her like this. A whine came out from the back of her throat along with a few unwanted tears.
"Then again, maybe not since you can still make sounds." He said before noticing the stray tears. "Are you crying? How weak! Entirely unfitting for an Assassin!"
She gritted her teeth, she was not weak! Damn this poison for rendering her helpless! If only she could find the strength to give this bastard what for! She could make him rue the day he thought she'd go without a fight.
"Look at you, like a beaten dog. At least a dog has more decency than you." Kneeling down to her level, while still looking down at her, and continued to mock her. He was only a few inches away from her face, enough for her to catch his stinky breath. "To think, this plain little girl is the one who won Jacob Frye's heart. I wonder, other than your breasts, what could have possibly made him attracted to you?"
Her bang covered her eyes, she was trying so hard to will herself to speak. She was not going to take this belittling; Roth may think she was weak but, he was mistaken. Jacob saw her potential to become an Assassin, she wasn't going to let him down like this. "S-Screw...y-y..YOU!" She pulled her head back and bashed it into his nose and chin.
Roth pulled back, holding his busted lip while his men were taken back by her sudden verbal/physical attack; the poison was suppose to prevent her from doing that! That was the main reason why he gave it to her so soon, to avoid noises and suspicion this early on in his plan. Had he been lied to? Quite possibly.
"You can just...burn in hell for...all I care!" Never in her life had it taken so much energy to just talk, she was more exhausted than she was a second ago. Still, her pride had her bite back the pain and tremble. "Jacob...will gladly kill you...for this...bastard.."
Roth glared at her with venomous hatred and rose his hand with a snarl. "You dare speak, Bitch?" He smacked her across the face, due to her condition she was forced to follow the slap's momentum to the left.
She yelped as she hit the hard floor, the copper taste of blood flavored her mouth just a bit. Looked like they were even now, both of them now having bleeding lips. She knew Roth would become more infuriated with the mentioning of Jacob. He knew Jacob loved her and the jealousy laced in his voice and features told her all she needed to know.
"You think he's looking for you?" Roth laughed, now he sounded like a homicidal yandere. "You think he cares about a little brat like you? They're too busy doing my bidding and looking for that blast Shroud to care about you."
Samantha coughed, spitting out some of the blood. "That's where... you are...sadly mistaken."
"How so?" He challenged with a coldness that would have anyone struck with fear. For Samantha, it made her more stubborn. A flaw according to some, Samantha never knew when to back down from a fight. Her brothers use to say that it would get her killed one day, who knew that they were right?
"If they don't find me...Starrick will." She held her chin up with defiance as Roth seemed to go wide eyed for a split moment. "And he will...kill all of you."
His eyes widen a bit and for only a split second. "I've had enough of this." Roth stood up and hurried out of the room with seething anger. As he closed the door, he pulled a Blighter aside. "Double the poison next time."
The foot soldier nodded and headed off to make sure they had enough for a double ration. Roth watched him go, he thought about Samantha's clear threat. Starrick finding out about this would be a problem if Lucy Thorne was still alive. Lucy was the Grandmaster's dog when it came to the other branches of this monopoly of theirs. With her gone, there wasn't much the Grandmaster could do for her.
"The Grandmaster is an empty threat, she doesn't need to know that yet." He said to himself, still feeling nervous at the prospect of facing a furious Starrick. "Must go back and talk to Jacob, I have an empire to destroy."
Roth left the little shack and entered his carriage, his Blighters also climbed aboard so that they could leave with their leader. Nicholas and James were due back soon, they didn't have to wait for them.
Jacob watched from a distance, waiting for Roth's carriage to be completely out of sight before sneaking into the place. Since there was really only two rooms, it wasn't hard to find his love. She was just lying there on the floor, she almost looked dead. Upon first glance, Jacob truly thought she was dead until he noticed that she was breathing.
"Samantha!" He whispered as he knelt down to the shackled girl, he shook her shoulders to get her attention. "Samantha, can you speak?"
She weakly looked up at Jacob and smiled, "What took you so long?" Her voice croaked and her breath was raspy.
Jacob shook his head, happy to see she still retained her humor. "Roth. Are you alright, your cheek is bruised." He tilted her head so that he could get a better look at the wound. His blood boiled as he saw how large the discoloration was. He had heard their argument, a true test of his will that was. Then he noticed where her lip was fat and an ugly purple. There was also some left over blood on her forehead, there was no wound though.
"I...I hit him…" She looked a little embarrassed, having to admit that she may have just screwed herself over wasn't something she'd usually do.
Jacob chuckled, his shoulders relaxed a bit as he ran his fingers through her messy hair. Her hair had gotten slightly longer compared to when they first met. "Good job, he'll think twice before belittling you like that again."
She looked away, she feared telling him the truth as it meant that she would have to admit that her time was short."...Roth, he... he said I've been poisoned."
Jacob's eyes widened, his nostrils flared as he took in what she had said. "Poisoned? With what?"
"Dunno, I think...I think it was...in the meal I had this morning because...those two men I was with last night...I don't..."
"Shush." Jacob placed a finger over her lips, his adrenaline was pumping through his system rather fast and he needed to relax. "Worry not, I'll find it so they can't give it to you anymore."
He got up and promised to return once he found the poison, even though he wasn't sure where he might find it. There were a few places where anything could be hid, cabinets where the first place he was gonna check. Jars or boxes seemed like the most likely way to store poison, but he didn't know if it was a liquid or powder.
He searched high and low for something that looked suspicious, Evie would probably have an easier time finding it since she had a basic understanding of poisons. He knew little about it, he never dealt with poisons since he was the type to liked a good fight. Damn, if only he had Evie here with him
He couldn't go get her so he would have to make do with his instinct instead. He knew opium was a popular drug, it didn't cause anything like this though, Starrick's Syrup and it's knock offs didn't either, what could it be?
He tried to think of popular means of poisoning, the first two he remembered were not considerably clean as they took effect almost in an instant. There was a third one, he couldn't recall the name though. It was something with an A.
He continued to look around as he struggled to recall the name and symptoms. "A..A...Ar..something..Arsenic!" Jacob smiled to himself as he both recalled the name and found something rather promising.
It was a small bottle of a clear liquid, there were a couple of shillings beside it with a note that had instructions on it. This had to be the poison as it was suppose to be given to her in full next time she ate. Even though it would certainly raise a few brows should anything happen to it, he couldn't leave it behind.
He instead tucked it into his pocket before returning to Samantha's side. She was already sleeping, she wasn't dying yet. Her body was fighting it, a failing fight unless they found the Shroud soon. Deciding he couldn't just leave without a word, Jacob whispered into her ear that he would have to leave but that he'd return soon enough for her.
She moved just the slightest bit and then he vanished from the room, like a ghost in the night. He hurried on back to railroads he had previously traveled on, the there should be a return train on its way. He had a couple of hours to kill until then so, he took a logical approach and made mental notes of the area so that Evie could come up with a plan.
That morning, roughly around six, Jacob came bursting into the hideout and eagerly awoke everyone from their weak slumber. Of course, everyone was angry at him and Zenin even tried to choke him for shaking her awake. He didn't care if they were all cross with him, he was excited and could not wait until later to tell them the good news.
Christina was the only one to not get up, she was just dead asleep and neither Zenin nor Jackie wanted to deal with her anyways. Jackie would wake her up later, probably around noon. Until then, only Evie, Henry, Zenin, and Jackie were going to hear Jacob out.
"Jacob Frye," Evie growled at her twin as she tried her hardest not to kill him with her hidden blade. She didn't get the kind of rest she would have preferred and this added to her already huge list of issues. "you better have a good reason for this."
"I wouldn't be tempting death if I didn't." He sang sweetly, his confidence and smugness had returned after a few days of depression. "I have found out where Roth's been hiding Samantha."
Zenin, who had been wiping away the gunk in her eyes, grabbed him by his collar and told him that she didn't think his joke was funny. When he insisted that he was telling the truth, she demanded that he explain how and where he found her as well as why he didn't bring her back.
"I could have but, it would put us on a wanted list. Roth believes he has the upper hand and imagine what might happen if we destroy his plans so soon." Jacob reasoned, "Besides, we have a bigger problem."
"Which is what?" Henry asked, even though he was paying attention, he couldn't deny that his eyes were heavy.
Jacob reached into his pocket and handed Henry the vial he took from the little prison. "They started giving her this."
Henry took the object and closely inspected it. "Do you know what it is?" He uncorked the bottle and sniffed it, there was no scent. He let a small bit drip onto his finger and pressed it on his tongue, there was no taste.
"No." Jacob admitted, "However, I believe it's a poison. Arsenic I think. She was weak, she seemed like she was just extremely exhausted. She thinks they gave it to her yesterday morning."
Henry nodded as he took in the information, "Drowsiness is a side effect of Arsenic poisoning, they would easily be able to pass off her death as a natural cause."
Evie took the vial from Henry and stuffed it into her pocket. "I'll take it to Florence Nightingale, maybe she could tell us for sure."
"Where is she anyways?" Henry asked, leaning against the wall. "And how would we get there?"
Jacob walked over to a small map of London and pointed to countryside. Where he was pointing to was a bit far out, by foot it could take an hour or more to get to. "Out here, I took a late night train nearby us."
"An exact location will be needed Jacob, perhaps you could send a Rook to watch over her for a time? We need to keep an eye on them just to make sure she's safe." Evie instructed Jacob, she was quick to explain herself when Zenin was about to argue with her. "We won't be able to get her just yet but, the time will come soon."
Henry agreed with Evie and expressed his plan to cripple the Templar influence as well as to gain Roth's favor. Zenin and Jackie immediately disagreed with it as it meant Jacob had, almost, complete control over decisions and course of action. They both adamantly believed that Jacob would start an apocalypse.
"Jacob will not bring about an apocalypse." Evie sighed, the girls whined in protest with Evie having enough of their complaints. "Should we just let Samantha die then?"
"NO!" The two shouted in panic, they didn't protest much after that. Although, one could admit they still were greatly bothered about letting Jacob wreak havoc.
"Then it's settled, let this be what finally puts us at an advantage." Evie smiled toward her brother, "Go do what you must, all I ask is that you not give Fredrick a bad time."
"Now really, if Samantha can handle me at my best, why can't any of you?" He teased before taking off to cause hell throughout London. He was eager to let loose, he had been putting himself in check for far too long by this point.
Zenin watched him leave before asking, "Was that question rhetorical, because I have several answers to it that I don't mind sharing."
Henry shook his head with a soft chuckle. "Practice patience instead." He moved toward the map, analyzing it so that he, too, could go see the girl. He was never much help in the field, his expertise fell within spying and gathering information. This would allow him to feel a bit more useful to the twins.
"Patience? Ha!" Zenin hooted a laugh toward Jackie, "Patience Jackie, does he not know who it is he speaks to?"
Jackie just shook her head and wrapped her arm around the blonde's shoulders. "Zenin, I think you're broken." She patted Zenin's head, Zenin really just needed a good night's sleep.
"I've been broken."
"As we've all noticed." Evie stated, turning toward Henry. "Warn Carla about this, last time Jacob was let loose she and the orphans suffered greatly."
"I will, and might I suggest you and the girls also go out for day. You've all been stressed." He smiled at her warmly, affection was only so evident in his eyes. Zenin caught it with ease and watched the two Assassins with a stupid grin on her face.
Evie blushed slightly, she had forgotten that the two girls were still in the room with them. "Mr. Green-"
Henry reached for Evie's hand and urged her to go out for the day. "You will need to unwind before a storm erupts. All of you."
Evie could not bring herself to refuse his proposal despite it being against her better judgment and nature. However, Henry was a man of many talents, his charisma seemed to be his favorite as he often used it against her. Where she would once sternly refuse, she now could only nodded her head with a faint blush dusted upon her cheeks. If Ethan Frye could see her now.
With that, the Indian man left the train to go about his day. Evie was still looking at the door long after he was gone and an opportunity presented itself to Zenin. With a skip in her step, Zenin made her way over to Evie and start toying with her.
"Looks like I have to go grab more romantic goodies for the romantically clueless~!" She had cheekily sang to the female Assassin, twirling around like she was Disney's Princess Aurora dancing in the woods with animals. "Shall the destination be a boat in a lake with Henry rowing and you dressed in white lace?"
Evie's cheeks flared and she turned on her heels to charge after the blonde. Of course, Zenin didn't find the love struck Assassin to be remotely threatening and took enjoyment from being chased. Jackie chose to just watch and, every once in awhile, put her two cents in. If Evie hadn't been so embarrassed, she would have realized that this is what an ordinary girl with ordinary friends would do. And she could have relished the rare moment of being able to forget her duties and just be a woman.
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