""SCREECH, SCREECH" Rockford, my pet falcon, screamed in my ear. It still makes me jump, even though he has done it since he was an eyas. Mabey because I am not expecting it or I'm in the middle of a nice dream. Either way, he wakes me up at 8:15 sharp so that I can get up and start my day. After reassuring myself, I got up, put on my black and red T-shirt and black jeans, put on my socks and boots, and to top it off, my hidden blades on my wrists and my dual Wz. 35 pistols in their holsters.
I grabbed some bread and eggs and started to make a breakfast sandwich when Bruno came bursting through the door. He was a fellow Assassin who was also sent to Poland to keep the Templars out of the country. Bruno, 2 other Assassins, and I had all been sent to Poland for this reason so we took up Polish names. None of us know each other's real names, except Zophia kept her last name the same. His fake name was Bruno Bosko and he was probably the toughest one of us. He was 5'9 and was super strong. He was very muscular and when someone needed a lift, he was there to help. He was wearing a green T-shirt with black jeans with brown boots with dark green laces.
Dominic," I knew this wasn't going to be good. "I swear to god, if that bird of yours wakes me up one more time." I laughed at his remark as he had clearly bumped is head on the side of his bed when he heard Rockford screech. "Come on, Bruno, Rockford was just telling me that it was time to get up." I said to him, sounding innocent. I finished my sandwich, grabbed my black and red trench coat, and followed him out of my room.
Bruno had to go back to his room to get his trench coat, so I decided to check on Oskar and Zophia. Oskar was a much thinner lad than Bruno, but was a lot quicker. His fake name was Oskar Jankowski. He was about 5'5, and wore the colors orange and navy blue. Zophia was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She was white, with a slight tan, had black hair and wore the colors white and gold. Her full name was Zophia Volkov, which gave her a mysterious Russian background. She was magnificent.
I knocked on Oskar's door three times repeatedly, just to annoy them. "Hey asshole," Oskar's voice came after a few knocks, "stop knocking on my f*cking door." I laughed and stopped knocking. He came out a few seconds later wearing his navy blue and orange trench coat, his orange and black boots, black jeans and his orange vest. "You dick," He said, punching me in the shoulder, "I'm trying to take my morning slow and you knocking on my damn door makes that really damn difficult, not to mention your bird." Rockford squawked and nuzzled my head, obviously knowing that he was prick that Oskar was referring to.
Zophia walked out of her room wearing her black jeans she found at a shoppe in downtown Warsaw, her gold and white vest, her white and black boots, and her stunning white and gold trench coat. She had her hair pulled back in a long braid, and she was wearing her grandfather's gold watch. "I heard all the fussing going on out here." She said. "You sure as hell could use someone to keep you two in line." 'God she is so sexy when she talks like that,' I said to myself. Oskar and I just looked at each other trying not to laugh at her comment.
Finally, Bruno came jogging down the stairs in his green and black trench coat and we walked down the stairs and outside of our apartment. Oskar had the idea of riding to Poznan, just get out of the city since nothing was really happening. We all agreed and got in his Packard model 1 and drove off towards Poznan. We were not at all prepared for what was going to happen./