Disclaimer: Nobody is mine. So far! evil cackle
Chapter 2
On that night, he had been taken by the vampires. Once he was a true vampire, he had been trained to fight and think like a vampire. It reminded him of his days in the Academy, only much worse.
Flashback
"You have come far, Drizzt." One of the Masters sat before him. He was nearly done with his training and would become a true part of the army soon. He almost looked forward to it, considering what he had been doing in training. Almost. "But you have one final test before we let you through. Only the most promising of our students are presented with this challenge." He then motioned to the side and a terrified man was brought out in front of him. "This man once had a family. It was your group that took his family away. I want you to finish what you started. Kill him for me now." He gestured to the man's neck. "I have other things to do so make it quick. He's very lucky you know."
Drizzt drew one of his scimitars. The man would probably be better off dead anyway. Better than longing for his family. He knew what the man felt. He swung his scimitar down.
End Flashback
He had made his ways up in the ranks of the army by doing horrible deeds, all of which he knew were wrong, but it was part of his agreement. Not with the vampires, but with the Merge. The Merge was an alliance of all the goodly races. War was upon them all. Drizzt was trapped on the wrong side, but he did what he could to help the Merge. He was more useful in the top ranks. There were dwarves, elves, the good humans, and halflings. By assisting them Drizzt had to become one of the most trusted soldiers. He was the personal assassin of the leaders of the whole army. It was perfect for him to secretly meet his messengers. He reported directly the Six Masters, the six elite vampires who ruled all the others. Their numbers were so great they almost outnumbered the Merge. They had all types of races under them.
When Drizzt became a vampire, he also gained the benefits that came with it. He was stronger, quicker, and could move in the night with absolute silence, not that he needed any improvement with that. He had started working in a small group of six, and they would go out to hunt. Drizzt was the best at hunting so he quickly made his way to the leader of the group.
Flashback
Tonight would be his ninth month leading his group out to hunt. They stayed in the same region but not all together, so he would have plenty of time to meet the messenger sent from the Merge. He found his way to the meeting spot and waited for him to come.
"Drizzt?" a man whispered to him.
"Yes. Tell me what I need to know quickly." Drizzt whispered back.
"The Merge says that you are to eliminate your group." He presented six stakes for Drizzt.
"How am I going to explain why my whole hunting group was killed?"
"Say there was a large ambush waiting for you. They used some families as bait. You're going to have to do something to make yourself not appear suspicious."
He could do it. And with pleasure. He despised the other vampires for what they did. He hated himself also because he was a part of it. He wished he wasn't. He wished he could get out. Drizzt turned and went to find the rest of his group. He would find a way to make it look like an ambush.
End Flashback
There was knock on Drizzt's door. He got up and a man came in. He announced that Drizzt was to go directly to the Six Masters for his next mission. Drizzt, still limping from where he had been "wounded in the ambush" a few nights ago, got up and followed the messenger to the Six Masters throne room. He entered quickly and bowed.
"Rise, Assassin. Recently, our other assassin, Firrah, disappeared on his mission. You are to find him and bring him back. Alive please, we want justice. His mission was around Calimport. You leave immediately. Take your new team."
Taking that has his dismissal; Drizzt left the room to gather his cloak.