A New Recruit
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Chapter 14: A New Recruit
Zeke P.O.V.
I was startled out of a nap by a sharp knocking on the door. When I looked over at the clock it appeared to be just a little after two in the afternoon. Since Kuo commandeered my bed, I had no choice but to sleep on the couch. Not that I'm complaining though.
I took a quick glance at Cole to make sure he was doing alright. He's breathing normally and didn't appear to be in any pain or discomfort. I swung by the bedroom to check on Kuo. She was the same.
All are content in the Dunbar household.
The knocking on the door started again and sounded a bit more frantic.
"Hold your horses, I'm coming." I called out.
I made my way to the door and checked who it was through the peephole. With experience, I learned that it's always best to check who's at the door before you open it. Had to learn that lesson the hard way.
When I looked through the peephole, I saw that it was Paul, a good friend of mine from the militia. He knew that I was working undercover but he didn't rat me out. Because he revealed that was doing the same. Though, he never told me exactly who he was doing undercover work for. He said that it was a secret. Since I was concerned with other things at the time, I left it alone.
I opened the door to greet him.
"Hey Paul! How are things?"
"Okay I guess, not many complaints. May I come in?" He spoke.
"Sure, sure." I opened the door wider to allow him to come in.
"So it is true? He's still alive?" He asked.
"Yup, he's alive but not exactly kicking yet. He's been out cold for a few days now. Same thing with Kuo."
He nodded his head pensively.
"Have you heard the news lately?" He asked.
"Yeah, Navarro went from jobless to dead in a matter of two days." I responded.
"It's already begun…"He said.
"What are you talking about Paul?"
He didn't answer.
"Paul, what's up?" I tried again.
He still didn't answer.
"Do you mind if I make a quick call?" He asked.
"Not at all, phone's in the kitchen."
"Thanks." He made a beeline for the kitchen.
What's with him? He seems to be on edge; something must be really bothering him. This isn't the calm, cool, and collected Paul I know.
I went back to the living room and sat on the couch to let Paul make his phone call.
"I can confirm your suspicions, they are indeed alive." I heard Paul speak.
"Yes, yes, it's only a matter of time before they have complete control. They initiated the first step of their plans much earlier than we anticipated. "
Curiosity got the best of me. I decreased the volume on the television to better hear his conversation.
"He is our last hope. If he falls into their hands it's all over. But in more postive news, I can also confirm that the RFI worked in the way that we had hoped. I saw the blue lines on the side of his head."
The RFI?
"We must hope for the best. But he is a good man. From what I've seen and been told, I can tell he wants freedom for everyone, and not to take it away."
I guess one can say that.
"I believe so as well. Yes, I still have the pieces. I am with him as we speak. I will attempt to do so. I will see you soon."
Paul hung up the phone and I quickly turned the volume back up on the television.
He walked back into the living room and took a seat beside me.
He was silent and began to rub his knees. Poor guy looks like he's on the verge of having a panic attack.
Okay, something is really bothering Paul and I'm going to get to the bottom of it.
"Okay Paul, what's eating at you? And don't say that it's nothing because it's definitely something."
He took a deep breath and exhaled.
"Zeke, do you remember those conversations we had? About how there's something off about our government?"
When Paul and I were alone and didn't have anything important to do or anywhere important to be, we would have long and deep conversations about how our government appeared to be a bit loose. And I had a very strong belief in that.
"Well, we, or rather, you were right about everything. There's indeed something at work here."
I knew it.
"You hit it right on the nose when you said that the government was in cahoots with a secret organization. But, it's a lot deeper than you may think."
"How do you mean?"
"Where could I begin…?" Paul trailed off.
This sounds like it's going to be a long story. But I was too curious to care. "The beginning is always a great start."
He stood up and began to pace with his arms intertwined in the back. "Tell me Zeke, how well do you know the past?" He asked.
"I think my history is pretty strong, I'm at least familiar the more crucial events."
"The past: a vast web of connections and interconnections, all ruled by chance. Or is it?" He said.
I guess that's the question.
"Everything in our world history has happened for a reason. Nothing ever happens without reason."
Ain't that the truth…
"But…"
But…?
"But people only see what they're trained to see, what the Organization wants them to see."
Okay he's losing me. "The Organization?" I asked.
"Yes. The Organization; the masterminds behind it all. The head conspirators, if you will."
Okay…
"They engineered the wars and they engineered the peace. They engineer it all."
"What is this Organization?" I asked.
"The Templars. An order with a broken vision of a perfect world; purpose, order, and control, over freedom of the individual."
"But that possibly couldn't be put in place. It wouldn't work. People would rebel without a second thought!" It's been proven in history hasn't it?" I spoke.
"It has and it couldn't. But if they have this, anything is possible."
Paul reached into his large jacket and pulled out a glowing, golden, spherical object.
I stood up.
"What the hell is that thing?"
"The instrument that would allow them control. A piece of Eden. An apple of Eden. It allows the user the bend the thoughts of another to whatever they command. They force their will over the other."
"So with this, they can achieve their perfect world?" I asked.
"Exactly. But there are many other pieces besides an apple. They come in many forms; a sword, a staff, a shroud, now being molded into guns, possibly a satellite, even jewelry." He reached down and showed me his necklace that was behind his shirt.
I sat back down in shock. "So… what now?"
"We have been at war for centuries; it's been a fight for mankind's freedom for so long. And the end is distant. The war between the Assassins and the Templars. The Assassins fight for mankind's freedom and the Templars seek to take it away."
"So you're… you're an assassin?" I asked.
"Indeed my friend. And you have the potential to be one as well." He said.
Me? An assassin? It has a nice ring but…
"I have been assigned to personally recruit you for our cause. You share our beliefs and you harbor potential." He stated.
Who would have thought?
"So what do I do?" I don't think I could just walk into this and say 'Okay, I'm going to be assassin now!' There must be a catch or some sort of trial.
"You work with us; use your unique skills to help us counteract what the Templars have done." He responded. "We will also train you; we will teach you the skills, abilities, and knowledge that have been passed down in our brotherhood for generations."
All my life, I've felt useless. That all I ever do is get in the way and screw things up. Even in New Marais with the whole fiasco with the Beast, it didn't feel like I did much. This is a true opportunity to make a difference and I would be crazy to not take it.
"I will join you." I said firmly.
"The liberation of mankind has begun." He extended his hand out to mine.
I reached up to grasp his hand and he pulled me up to my feet. We made fierce eye contact.
He took out a piece of paper and a pen and wrote something down before handing it to me. "Very well. Meet us at this address tonight and we shall begin. Make doubly sure that you are not followed." He instructed.
He began to walk away. "But I can't leave Cole and Kuo alone. What if…"
"Don't fret brother, we will watch over them." He left the apartment, closing the door softly behind him.
I sat back down on the couch, trying to process everything Paul had just told me. The conspiracy theories are true and the government is actually in cahoots with a secret organization. The Templars. And the Assassins that fight to stop them. A war… a war for mankind's God given right.
I'm still not completely sure as to what I'm getting into. But from what I've been told, it sounds like it's for the greater good. Everyone deserves to be free and anyone who seeks to take that away should be taken down.
I'm definitely up for that.
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