Assassin Part 2
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“After what you
just did this morning do you really think that attacking Captain Gray is a good
idea?”
“I took out the
Ra Priest for that very reason, brother.”
“I’m not
following.”
Scott explained,
“Remember last year when the contracts for the Ra Priests started surfacing?”
“Aye, I
remember,” Sergio said running a hand through his shoulder length hair, “get to
your point.”
“Nobody expected
any mercenary that lives inside Hiarlym’s walls or even all of Mak to carry out
those contracts. They’ve been considered swept under the rugs. And now that
Aiya has taken one of the priests out the rest will be heavily guarded. On top
of that we’re in the clear I’m sure the guards suspect a merc did this.”
“So you think
this will leave the captain ill protected.”
“That was the
plan.”
“Wait you knew about-”
“Shh.” Aiya
cautioned as she stood grabbing a bow and an arrow. She pointed towards a large
tree which partially concealed an entrance into a flooded grotto. The three at
an arms distance away from each other. Scott cracked his knuckles then clenched
his fists. Sergio dual wielded daggers. Aiya stood in the center, her left leg
forward, her left hand carried the bow still at her side while her right held
the nocked arrow in the bowstring which had still yet to be tautened.
“Show yourself!”
Sergio commanded.
The guard that
Aiya had pushed over the wall emerged from behind the tree. In each hand he
wielded a crossbow. He pointed one at Sergio, the other at Scott. Immediately
Aiya readied the bow pulling the bowstring back and aiming in on the guard.
“No, no, no,”
the guard said. “Put that-”
“You don’t tell
me what to do. You put those down now!” Aiya shouted scaring a bird from its
nest.
“Kill him Aiya!”
Scott shouted.
The three
continued yelling demands at each other. Sergio stood silently. He waited for
the opportune moment to strike. The guard stayed vigilant, not once did he look
away from the three assassins.
“Shut up all of
you!” Sergio’s call demanded silence, and so it was received. “We can work out
some sort of a deal. I’ve seen you at the market with your wife. You have a
daughter. She’s about three, right?”
“You leave my
family out of this sell-sword.”
“He thinks us
mercenaries, cousins,” Scott laughed.
“I can’t let you
kill my captain. The only deal you’re getting out of me is to be taken in
alive. Just walk right back to the gate and turn yourselves in.”
“To be tortured
and hanged. I think not,” Sergio attempted to debate. “Look you might kill two
of us, but you’d end up dead as well. Now picture this,” Sergio paused, “what’s
your name?”
“Lieutenant Grolif,”
He stated.
“You pull those
triggers and end my life and my little cousin’s life my sister will end your
life-”
“I can’t allow you
to kill Captain Gray.”
“Don’t interrupt
me again Grolif. After she’s killed you she’ll see to it that your wife is buried
with you if they can even find you. Your daughter will be an orphan. The
captain will end up dead regardless.”
“So what are
proposing here?”
“Put the
crossbows down Grolif.”
To Aiya’s
surprise he complied by throwing the crossbows behind him.
“He’s seen our
faces. He has to die.” Scott stated
“Please no, oh
gods what did I just agree to?”
Aiya stepped
closer to her target. “We’ll put you some where they can find you. We’ll make
it look like you died a hero, so your daughter can be proud of you.”
Sergio lowered
Aiya’s arms. “We’re bringing him with us.”
“We’re doing
what?” Scott asked argumentatively.
“If anyone knows
the inside of those barracks it’s him. And according to our source the captain
leaves for his meeting with the Emissary from Dest tomorrow morning so we have
to get this done tonight, lives are counting on it.”
“What’re you
talking about? Have you not been receiving the news, we’re currently at war
with Dest. Why would Gray be meeting with anybody from that country?” Grolif
asked.
“Damn,” Aiya
said, “Gray is one sneaky bastard. His lieutenants don’t even see what he’s up
to. He’s getting paid off by a Dest Emissary to leak information from troop
numbers to legion movements and even the dragon patrol routes. Next month he’ll
be promoted to Legate and have even more information to give.”
“You guys are
out of your damn minds. Gray is loyal to the king beyond any man I know. And
dragons, those creatures haven’t been around in nearly a century.”
Scott wiped away
the terrain map. “You are stupid, aren’t you? I’m nineteen and I know the
stories of the riders are true. I’ve met Tulaq and Yufi. The dragons are back
my blind friend.”
“Whatever, let’s
get going.”
“I give the
orders around here Grolif,” Sergio said. “We’ll show you the proof of treason
when we get to our den.”
“How is there
proof?”
“Believe it or
not we know how to intercept letters, and eavesdrop,” Aiya said, “It’s what we’re
trained to do.”
Back inside the
walls the four entered the bakery and walked up the stairs. Scott opened the door
to the Assassins’ den letting the other three in first. The room was a wide
open space equipped with training equipment and couches for relaxing. A kitchen
was on the far side of the room; a man and a pregnant woman prepared a large
meal even though they were the only people in the den.
The woman walked
towards Sergio, kissing him when she reached him. “I was worried sick about
you.” She looked towards Aiya, “You too. You’re still just a baby to me. I
remember changing your diapers when I was your age.”
“I know Teagan.
You seem to remind me more and more the closer you get to shoving that baby
out. But we’re still busy Teagan. Do you know where Sloan is?”
“She’s in her
room sweetheart.”
“Show Grolif
around will you and send for his family,” Sergio asked of Aiya. She replied
with a nod.
“How young are
you?” Grolif asked Aiya.
“I’ll be
seventeen in five days.” Aiya grabbed Grolif by his hand. “C’mon you have letters to see.”
They entered one
of the many doors on the left side of the den. Five bunk beds and one single
bed filled the room. A girl no older than ten years old sat on the single bed
reading a book titled Victoria’s Realm, a book Grolif only read as required
reading when he was in the military’s university. Her legs dangled inches away
from the floor. The girl bookmarked the page before looking up.
“Who’s the guy
Aiya?”
“Someone I
almost killed Sloan. Do you have those letters nearby?”
“I wouldn’t keep
them anywhere else. Which one do you want?”
“Any letter that
proves Gray’s treason will do just fine.”
“Oh I
intercepted this one just this morning. It should suffice. Will you give it to
Sergio when you’re done with it? Make sure I get it back.”
“No problem
Sloan.” Aiya skimmed the letter then handed it to Grolif.
“Sloan go and
grab your brother for me. I have an errand for me.”
“Aww man, why
can’t I do it? I’m just as good as he is at errands.”
“It won’t be any
fun, trust me.”
“So it really is
true. What I don’t understand though is why do a group of mercenaries care
about this.”
“One: we’re not
mercs, we’re assassins. Two: you already know way to much about us and if it
were up to me you’d be dead so enough with the questions.”
“When do I get
to see my family?”
“When Michael
gets here I want you to tell him your address. He’ll run and get your wife and
kid. You’ll be staying with us until Sergio comes up with a plan and we don’t
want your wife going to your chain of command when you don’t come home tonight.”
“This room is
where you’ll be staying. Sloan is the room officer so you’ll have to do as she
says when in here, but keep in mind that you can feel free to spend time in the
den. Welcome to your new home Grolif.” Aiya took the letter back and walked to
where her brother and cousin were sitting.
“I’ve got some
urgent news guys,” Aiya said as she handed the letter to Sergio.
“What is it?” Scott
asked.
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