Mission 3
7 weeks later
Snow fell lightly to the ground in the night, the air bit at Garrett's nose as he casually walked the streets, the winter solstice wasn't until next week but The City seems has its own agenda most of the time. A new noble settled into the city recently with a new mansion to boot, just in time too, I was just running out of cashtimes were hard since Garrett was pined for the murder of Lord Eldon no landlord chanced having someone remotely familiar to the criminal and every inn he was able to get the guards raided the place leaving him to sleep at The Cripple Burrick, The wench (whose is named is Evelynn) has this little drunkards inn happening in the cellar, of course you have to pay, but it's better then sleeping in the streets, especially with this climate.
With a turn of the corner, the targeted mansion popped out like a sore thumb, freshly laid walls surrounded the property its gate gleamed in the moonlight, the mansion it self looked like any ordinary noblemen house wow, it's revolutionary just looking at it! Garrett scouted out the area looking for possible entrances that wont cause too much of a disturbance, such as possible open windows, an unlocked basement, or a balcony, with each possible entrance had guards that would easily spot him if Garrett even so dares to enter the light, Looks like 2nd story balcony it is with a rope arrow and some lock picking the double doors were conquered with little resistance. Inside was the master bedroom complete with paintings, a king sized bed, and high valuable treasure just out for the taking looks like this noble here has lots to learn about the city... glad to be of service.
The halls had very little guards, it was as if the mansion was only a small house, Looks like lady luck is on my side tonight grabbing loot as he went with no consideration on how noisy he was being, carelessly barging into rooms with little recollection of what is on the other side, with every room Garrett entered hastily only brought annoyance to him. well... this is boring... its like i'm taking candy from a sleeping baby... almost as if right on cue Garrett heard a loud BANG right above him what the... with great curiosity Garrett went to figure out what was happening, climbing up the stairs the sound of broken glass filled the dark hallways "GUARDS!" shouted a masculine voice from one of the rooms, with rushing foots stepped behind him, Garrett glided into one of the rooms he was already in, with seconds to spare, two guards rushed past blowing wind into his face. "help me, naturalize them" barked the nobleman? From the room beside Garrett "yes, sir" replied the guards, muffling struggling noises echoed through the stone walls with one last thud... all was still, seems like the worst is over with blackjack in hand for reassurance Garrett left the room he was hiding in to observe the event happening in the other from the door way of course.
In the safety of the shadows, the dimly room was huge for a study it had book cases on the far side of the room reaching from wall to wall, a desk by the window where the moon light shined in, the room defiantly shows signs of a struggle with a massacred vase on the floor its pieces scattered. In the room was the fresh faced noble, he had fiery red hair cut to a close crop, his face well defined except for his nose it was more curved and soft "well then what do I have the honour of being targeted by 'the shadow runner'?" taunted the noble Rowan with a foreign accent in his voice, twirling a dagger in his hands as if it was a mere toy, he too had the peculiar symbol on his right hand as the stranger did from Lord Elton's mansion. something doesn't feel right about that mark... Rowan was only met with silence as the Shadow knelt on the floor, arms restricted by bounds on his wrists, the guards lingered just in case anything went wrong with the interrogation "mai flit,Akira now's not the time to play you silly games" Rowan sighed as he stepped closer, the glass from the vase crunched under his feet, holding the dagger right under the colder killer's chin applying just enough pressure to have him only bleed a little "I could kill you now and not get any answers of why you choose to leave us and your treacherous actions but.." he slid the dagger down the assassins throat making a thick red line down to his shirt making it tear a little "I always liked you Akira and I would like to have some fun before you go..." the nobleman smiled disturbingly, it was difficult to see any reaction from The Runner in the deep dark hood except for a clenching of his jaw, this is... weird... I better go before I see too much Garrett turned slowly and carefully in his crouched position, not wanting to disturb the nobles "fun time".
"Leaving so soon?" asked the demented noble, his gaze shifted just enough to see the door, before Garrett had time to react, the guards had manage to dis arm him and drag Garrett into the uncomfortable room by his hood, throwing him right beside "Akira" and proceed to tie him up as well how?... "Ooh we manage to catch the master thief as well" laughed Rowan still holding the assassin hostage not moving an inch from his position before other then lifting his head a little "looks like we're going to be quite rich" "you bet sir" replied the guards with glee, Rowan only smiled from their enthusiasm "set him in the corner, until I finish my business" he waved with his weapon hand. Before being able to correct the mistake he made, the Shadow swept the noble with his right leg causing Rowan to fall backwards, the assassin manged to break his bounds and went for the kill with his right hand with metal blade from his wrist gleamed in the moon light. The guards reach to grab the in-raged killer by the shoulders with great speed but we're met with a flying kick to their heads, air rushed above Garrett, instinctively ducked his head even though it was unnecessary, the guards went limp instantly. As Akira landed his head shot up, even if Garrett couldn't see his eyes he could feel the murderer was furious at the creature before him. The noble smiled looking quite pleased with the display of style "you improved since I last saw you, but are you good enough?" Akira charged at him with a fiery step and try to land a right hook on him, Rowan side stepped away and pushed the assassin forward, he spun around to lock his gaze at Rowan "let's see what you have learned, traitor".
The fight continued with style and grace almost as if it was a practised dance dancing in a murderous sort of way... Garrett fumbled around with his bounds behind his back til he felt a knot untying knots, so we meet again... after a few minutes of conquering excellent knot tying skills Garrett managed to his feet last time I underestimate nobles, now time to make my exit slowly but surely Garrett inched to the shadows, trying not to disturb "The Study Room" war, once he made it to the wall, the door was the next objective. Both of the fighters had their daggers out now and having there fair share of battle wounds, Akira tried to make a slash motion at the nobles throat with desperation, Rowan stepped back and kicked Akria to the desk as he fell, recovered with a roll then rushing to meet Akria before the impact. The Runner stumbled backwards hitting the desk behind him rushed air escaping his lungs, Rowan was right behind him and disarmed the assassin by stabbing his dagger onto Akria's right forearm, the assassin made a pitched yelp trying to hide the pain as blood splattered the walls, the wound oozed slowly with puss and a red substance "looks like you'll always be a novice, ma neflie" he chuckled "now that fun I was talking about.." the noble looked at Akria's slightly ripped shirt "this has to go..."Riippp... gargle.
The creature, stumbled away from the desk clenching his throat, a dark crimson liquid flowed between his fingers, "ou, bi-" gasped Rowan, gargle sounds echoed the house causing Garret to freeze at mid way through the door, blood splattered as the nobleman tried to speak with nothing coming out of his mouth, his body collapsing to the ground as he tried to draw air one..last.. time... only to expire before having any hope. Akria however spun around looking at the bookcases, clenching his right arm to his chest at lightning speeds, a dagger dropped from his left hand, upon impact red liquid splattered from it, he used the dagger from his arm..."I'm sorry" winched the rough, cold voice "I didn't mean... for you to get involved" he struggled as he went towards the window "have a good look around... I'm sure you'll find something n-nice" smirked Akria weakly from blood loss, with one hand and care not to move his right arm he managed to open the window and climb though, sitting on the frame he looked down at the thin blanket of snow from his perch he does know he is on the 3rd floor... The Shadow, with great effort, then jumped out of the window, leaving Garrett waiting for a cry from outside but was only met with two seemly unconscious guards and a dead maniac in a freshly painted, rearranged study bossy, bossy...Garrett went to inspect the desk reviewing what in the Builders name he just saw, but safe to say, I have never seen a fight like that... or see someone jump out a third story window...ahh a keypad under the desk Garrett fumbled with thebuttons in random order in hope that one of the combos is the lucky one... nothing happened, hmm they probably haven't set a code yet... pushing the "0" button four times, one of the bookcases swung open relieving a rather large blue gem with a silver snake like design running around it, almost as if trying to strangle the sapphire in its coils, gently Garrett picked up the dazzling gem. Upon closer inspection,strange characters littered the silver scales well, I can't make out what it says...but I'm sure it will go for a nice price with that thought in mind Garrett took the more civil exit, the 2nd floor balcony door.
Chapter 3, the shadow runner has reviled himself once again, hope he is still alive in the chapters to come, also my poor attempt at making Rowan have broken English XD look forward to chapter 4 on Tuesday. reviews/criticism always appreciated :3