Assassin (Chapter One)

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shadows, they cried my name at night. screaming for the thing's I've lost, the life I've taken. stalking through the night, like a lion to prey. standing the the street corner, my back against to the wall. the sound of foot steps on the stone pavement, horses in the street. waiting. always waiting. pushing my back up from the wall, i begin to walk. my foot steps barely making a sound as i make my way through the crowd of people on the street, like a ghost in a cemetery. The angel of death making it's way to a kill. which, precisely, is what i was doing. turning the corner, i look up and down the street, to be sure i wasn't followed, then begin making my way up the side of the building. The feel of the cool stone beneath my hands, climbing higher and higher, like a spider on a wall. coming to the top, crouching, i run may way cross a rafter, and up over the wall. watching my prey, always watching. the building before me was rather old and aging, with holes in the roof. their was a small light above the only door in...and out. the building itself was Grey, and smelled of rotting wood. pulling my hood over my head, and, watching the man enter, i made my way to the roof of the building. the building creaked, threatening to collapse beneath me, as i lifted myself up, and rested my back against the roof. listening, making sure i wouldn't be seen, i looked down into the building, and i saw what i was looking for. the building was in fact a warehouse. the room in which the man i was looking at stood was spacious, and rather empty, save for a stakes of crates at each corner of the room, which would make entering the room all the more easier. it also had three other doors, one on each side. the floor, i noticed, look as if it were made of cement, and caked with dust. The man proceeded to walk to the back of the warehouse, and entered the room.

"what a pleasure to see you again Damian"  the man said. "it's been too long my old friend."

"indeed Alexander, it has. tell me, what brings you here?"

"what, indeed?" the man laughed "though I'm sure you must know"

their was silence.

"i see" Damian said. "what makes you think I'd have the ring of Alistair?"

"don't play stupid Damian! everyone in the underground knows your father was it's keeper! you know EXACTLY why i want it"

i heard foot steps, as i proceeded to jump down from the roof onto the stack of crates, landing lightly on my feet, though if they were Damian's or Alexander's, i wasn't sure. crouching down, i made may way to the room, keeping to the shadow. my senses at their peak, like a dog ready for the kill. feeling every muscle in my body tense at the thrill of the hunt. unsheathing my dagger, i listened, back against the wall, to the two men who would meet their fate tonight.

"I don't have it Alex. You've come to Kavala for nothing my friend" said Damian. "and even if i did have it, i wouldn't give it to you" their was amusement in the man's voice. "surely you knew that when you decided to come here"

"so you mean to refuse me? after everything i have done for you? The damned boy is still looking for you Damian! I hide you when you needed hiding, fed you when you needed food and THIS is how you repay me?! Draven mean's to kill you! if you refuse me this, i wont keep saving your a*s! what of the prophecy Damian!"

I paused. Prophecy? What PROPHECY, and what did any of this have to do with ME? I listened intently.

"I know about the damned prophecy! Do not remind me of that which i already know!"
the pounding noise came from inside the room. as if someone had slammed their fist on a table.

their were of foot steps again, and then they came to an abrupt halt. then the sound of someone inhaling, like a dog does at the smell of fresh meat. It was a most inhuman sound.

"Alexander, why dont you open the door?" their was a sound of amusement in his voice "I'm sure the young man standing outside would like to come in."

I froze. how had he known? just as the though became words, the door swung open, and i came face to face with the men whom i had been sent to kill.

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[Black Gypsy]

It was very intriguing, and the cliff hanger you left made me want to read more, but I have to say, I was a bit reluctant to read it. It looked interesting, but your grammar wasn't very good. You didn't capatilize the first word in each sentence, like you're supposed to, and some times, although I didn't see this much, you made some sentences into a comma splice or run-on.
Also, I shied away from it because of that big, long paragraph at the beginning. Really, you're supposed to break it up into parts that have the same idea and not put it into one whole blob.
But the story line was very interesting, and I have to say, I want to read more, and I probably will, but it would definitely help you if you fixed up your grammar skills a bit and split some of the larger paragraphs into smaller ones.