My Secret Life

I was a failure.

I was demoted. Brought down in the ranks. Removed of my weapons.

As a last chance I was given the task of kidnapping and brining an informer to book. I felt vulnerable without weapons but this was child's play for an experienced assasin like me. Within a few hours I had brought the villain to the brotherhood's headquarters.

Having redeemed myself a little I was given back my sword and my favourite short spring loaded knife which lies hidden in the wrist and springs out when a button is pressed - Click - A quick thrust to the heart with one hand over the mouth and no one knows a murder has been committed except you and the victim.

The next mission was to go to Damascus and eliminate a trouble maker. Well no one knew who he was and my first point of contact was the bureau chief in Damascus.

Driving my horse hard I soon reached the splendid city of Damascus. Dismounting, I saw a soldier harassing a poor woman. My sword made quick work of him. The woman was relieved and promised to help me if she could. I never know from when I might need help.

The great city of Damascus - the gates were open but heavily guarded.

A group of monks were slowly making their way in. I ran and hid in their midst, walking slowly with them. The guards waved us through. I was in. Now to make contact.

The bureau was well hidden. I cannot tell you where the secret door is for fear of jeopardizing the brotherhood. The bureau chief was a fool. He taunted me for failing in my last major assignment. Bad news travels fast. I wanted to hit him but he had important information for me. I needed to get the whearabouts and if possible the identity of this mysterious trouble maker in Damascus from a city low life who dealt with him.

Sure enough this guy was acting all smart in the city. I followed him to a quiet corner and beat the hell out of him. He soon confessed what he knew. This villain we were after controlled a souk in Damascus and was profiting through a highly illegal weapons trade. Having got the information I needed - a click - my short knife was out. No one noticed as I laid the dead body gently to the ground and made my way back to that fool of a bureau chief. He can now eat his words - I got the information we needed from his city within an hour of my arrival and he was bureau chief! Bah!

Having got directions to the Souk I made my way there blending in with the crowd. I reached the souk just in time to see the villain publicly slash a poor servant of his to death. I was enraged. With my eye on him I stealthily moved closer.

Damn! A beggar woman.

Blocking my way and making a ruckus for alms. We were beginning to draw attention and she would not move though I pushed her. She was getting louder. Only one way now - Click - The beggar woman got more than she bargained for.

I edged closer to my target.

Click

But he was sharp. He heard the sound and knew what it was. His hand went to his sword and his eyes moved looking for the source of the sound. But I was one of the best for nothing. WIth a speed faster than light I moved in and before his sword left the scabbard my knife was buried in his heart.

I had cleared my first major mission.

The next they told me was in Jerusalem but it was 3 AM already.

Oops! Time to sleep. I began to shut down the system.. but wait.. maybe I should make one attempt to enter Jerusalem and scout the area. What say? ;)

And so pass my nights as I play an expert assasin in this awesome computer generated world of 'Assasin's Creed'.

You are welcome to this world!