Ch.8

Another two years have passed since I been part of my family. I have become the master assassin of the Dragonsoul. I have battled many of my fellow brothers and have always won. A few of them still try to beat me to gain the honor master assassin and be with Paarrduuviing. As my young trainee Slit-Throat, he has become a great archer assassin. He has learned more of the arts of stealth thanks to my trainer Hidden-Fang and what I learned from the Dark Brotherhood.

He has learned many things that he has used on his own. I have helped him learn how to use his bow much better. He can even kill a person without even looking, but he prefers to kill people right in the throat.

As we were told about our first contract we made our way to Windhelm. We didn't head into the city, but made our way to a mill. As Slit-throat saw a person, he approached her.

"Have you seen or heard of a Hjolfr Sifkning? He is a wanted man."

"Oh that bandit nord. He is five mile away from here. You will find him in his hut just near the river."

He nodded and handed her ten gold coins.

"Thanks for the information." He turned and walked up to me.

He repeated the information that was given as we made our way. As now afternoon was approaching. We came over the hill in the middle of nowhere in the forest. As we started seeing the house. I crouched down as my trainee Slit-throat did the same. Making our threw the snowy area. We both blended in well. I was good into the shadows. As Slit looked like a bush, not covered with snow yet.

We both stopped as I looked around for a good place for Slit to shot at.

"Where you want me Sissthiath?"

"Stay a bit from me. Keep your distance; I want you to shot when I draw him out. If you can't get an angle wait a few. I do know his goons will be with him. Try taking them out in the process as I deal with Hjolfr."

He nodded as I moved in closer. As he was soon to follow me. I saw one goon sitting sharping his sword. As I whistled out a pigeon sound. The goon looked up, but didn't pay attention as an arrow soon hit him in the skull and fell over dead.

I move in and looked over the window barley. Slit wonder how I look in places or see at all with that hood covering my eyes.

I saw twelve nord bandits drinking and eating. I gave a signal of how may so Slit was prepared. AS he reided his bow. As he knew I was about to go in.

I got up and kicked the door down as I threw a throwing knife at one getting him deep in the lung. AS they all charged at me. I ran outside they all came out. AS I jumped over the ledge. Slit shot three arrows at once killing threw of them. AS I tucked and rolled pulling out my daggers.

As the sounds of two metal weapons hitting each other. A fight was breaking lose. Slit still contained to kill. As I stabbed three of them. Being quick and deadly. AS bandits were dead, Hjolfr came out and pulled out his claymore.

"It looks like you took down my group of bandits. I'm surprised they are dead so quickly. You two will die anyways."

HE yelled and charged at me as his large swords slammed down on my two small daggers. AS I kicked him in the gut. As he stumbled back a bit and I got up. Slit wasn't able to get a good shot as the nord and I was moving around too much. As he swung his sword I bend backwards as he just cute the bottom tip of my hood and cut it clean off. As my hood fell to the ground I spun myself backwards. As my head was bent down. I looked up slowly, now reviling my face for the first time in ever.

Slit-throat dropped his jaw in now seeing what I looked like. My black scaled head now showing, as my three scares across my right side of my eyes. And two scares on the left under my eye. I narrowed my greenish-yellow eyes onto the nord.

"You will pay for this. You are going to die for what you just did."

"Aw… did the poor lizard lose his hood." He laughed out.

I hissed loud and vanished face.

"What! Where did you go?!"

Slit-Throat took a shot now that it was open and shot the nord. As he fell backwards by the force he turned and saw Slit.

"You basterd!" he charged.

Slit felt like he was frozen and couldn't move. He felt locked up as he stood right in front of Slit and raised his claymore.

I appeared right in front of the nord and stabbed my two daggers in the nords gut and chest. Stabbing them a few times in his body. AS he stumbled back dropping his weapon falling to his knees. As he walked up to him. He looked at my face and spoke in mercy.

"Please… don't kill me. I'm sorry, please don't kill me."

I ignored him and put my daggers around his neck. One curved a bit as the other was like a long knife.

"I told you pay for what you did. May you burn in the Void? All hail the Dragonsoul assassins."

I pulled my daggers fast around his neck cutting it off as it rolled in the snow. As his warm red blood oozed all over the white snow.

I walked over grabbing my hood and walked over to Slit and bend down.

"Brother. Are you okay?"

He nodded and spoke.

"So this is what you look like. Why… Why do you hide your face?"

"I can't not tell you brother Slit-throat. I will tell you in time. Now… the thing is. You know what I look like, but you can't tell anyone. Not even our master. I will explain in time about me more and my past. Now we need to hide these bodies and clean stuff up. If we don't the animals will come.

He nodded and spoke one last time.

"I will keep quiet brother Sissthiath; I do want to learn more about you though."

I smiled and got up and thought to myself.

"I never told anyone about my life. Not even Hidden-Fang. I will tell him only. Once I trust him more. For now… I will continue to do my duties."