Author's note: My chapters will tend to be quite short as I plan to update more frequently. XD

The assassin folded the letter properly and kept it back into its box. He grabbed the pireta hat and placed it nicely into his bag. Then, he started to run to Kerning. Why? Why did Dad lie to me?

As he was sprinting, he was thinking about what was written in the letter. Dear Son, if you find this letter and I have already departed from this world, find the Dark Lord, show him this letter and tell him who you are. I cannot state much in this letter for fear of anyone besides you reading it. I am truly sorry for lying to you, but I was never a mage. I wish that I could tell you my identity but there was a need to keep it a secret. Along with this letter, I enclose you a bag of steelies, which once belonged to me. I hope you will put it to good use. Your Father. Below that was something which looked like his signature and a picture combined together.

Panting, the assassin bending slightly forward, rested on the spot. He lifted up his head, seeing that the scenery had changed. From the lush green forestry of Ellinia, to the bright and cheerful town of Henesys, he gave a sigh. Why couldn't things go back to normal? Like the days when I used to live here in Henesys? Most of my childhood was spent here, playing with the neighbour's daughter, until I had to leave. Move from my comfy home at Henesys to Ellinia. Mum used to tell me stories about them shifting house very frequently until I was born. She wanted me to settle down and make friends, have fun and enjoy my childhood. I miss her, my childhood friend. When I left home, I did come to Henesys to find her. But she had already left to start on her own journey…

It was getting late, rather then spending the night camping out in the hunting grounds, the assassin decided to stay overnight at Henesys. At least I might have a chance in bumping into her…But it has been nine years, nine years since I moved, we were only seven then…even if I see her, I doubt we would be able to recognize each other, or maybe she had already forgotten about me. He shook his head as he walkedinto a hotel, trying to shake the thoughts out of his mind. Seeing a hotel receptionist at the counter, he went up to her and requested for a room.

"Could I have a single room?" he asked.

The hotel receptionist just replied in a monotonous voice: "State your name."

The assassin looked up and said:" Dark, just dark."

The receptionist filled up a form for him and passed him a card. Dark looked down at the card he was given. Room number 13, nice number. He grinned and started walking towards the room. Opening the door, he was greeted with a good view of the Henesys free market from the window. Out there, late at night, there were still many people buying, selling and trading their items. I wonder if she is out there. His stomach gave out a loud rumble and he gave it a little pat. Guess I am hungry, better keep a look out for food instead of thinking about her .It wont help me after all…

Dark sighed. Looking around for food, he noticed that the room had a phone. He perked up and sat down next to phone. Picking up the receiver and began to dial a familiar number.