The Assassin's Creed
Chapter 22: Success?
Previous Chapter"So Leberecht didn't have any valuable information at all?" Xerxes asked me, during his stretch. I thought about this for a moment, I was so intent on killing him that I did not even consider the fact that there could have something he said to me before. But maybe he did... I closed my eyes and I concentrated, trying to remember the past. Using my Eagle Vision I managed to reconstruct what I remembered back when I was assassinating Leberecht. I blocked out the flashback and my Eagle Vision revealed muffled dialogue from Leberecht.
I listened closely and he said, "Ray! You don't have to kill me! You can talk to Grandmaster Mayson Carter! He'll be at the Canterlot castle! We can talk to him, you don't have to do this Ray..." I cut the memory short and opened my eyes again. Kyros started tapping my neck and body for some reason. I jumped back, startling him for a second. "What were you doing Kyros?" I asked, a bit cautious now.
"Sorry Ray, I thought you were wounded and that you were stuck in a state of shock." Kyros, why do you have to be like this... I know Ezio Auditore was a compassionate Assassin...
"Grandmaster Mayson Carter. Any of you know that name?" I asked. All of my friends shook their heads. "I was concentrating on remembering some bits of the past just now, not in a state of shock." I directed to Kyros who put on a nervous look. "Using my Eagle Vision I was able to remember what Leberecht told me before I killed him. He said that Mayson is going to be at the Canterlot castle. We need to move fast. There may not be another opportunity like this, once he finds out the Leberecht is dead, he'll relocate."
Within a two hours, we managed to get onto a train to Canterlot, now literally on a train. There were some guards outside but we did not want to alert Mayson, so we just jumped on top of the train.
"So Marnix, how long is it till we get to Canterlot?" I yelled at him through the wind. "Ray, we have communication devices in our head... have you already forgotten?" Marnix thought to me, I looked back to him face-hoofing himself and shaking his head.
"Right, but how long is it till we get to Canterlot?" I thought to him. "I think that we'll get to Canterlot in a matter of minutes. This train goes very fast, but we may not have the upper hand either way. He'll definitely be armed and surrounded with guards." Marnix replied, thinking about how we were going to do this.
When we reached Canterlot I jumped onto a bridge along with my Assassins. I jumped over and checked our equipment. Fully restocked, a beautiful sight to see. I thought as we walked through the grand city of Canterlot. Then I realized, if the Grandmaster is going to be here... won't he just cause chaos in this city once again? Well, if we kill him, we might be able to stop this whole thing.
Far as I know, the Grandmaster works with Templars and is probably the leader of the corrupt Creed. We found an area with snipers all over, their hooves ready to press the trigger button. "Here it is the Canterlot castle..." I thought to all my friends as they took out some snipers. I was going to engage on the ground, not on the rooftops. I walked through the crowd that has looked up to see the bodies of the snipers falling from the crowd. They cheered and I realized this wasn't just an ordinary crowd.
This was the crowd of Assassins we saved. I watched in awe as groups of Templars or Assassins came out the door and immediately got stormed by the crowd, hidden blades going into every of their throats.
I smiled at this sight, we have a large group of allies... A few of them climbed to the rooftops to assist with the snipers. I went up along with the crowd and smashed through a window, accidentally in the room with the Grandmaster. Merda...
My friends busted through a window across from me. Xerxes came through the window to the left of me. Grandmaster Mayson Carter held his position, not even moving from his seat that seemed like a throne.
His guards drew their swords as I drew mine. I jumped over a guard, slashing the back of his throat in the process as I spun around, causing a tornado of hidden blades. The ponies around me let out a gurgling sound and fell to the ground. That was a risky move, if any of my friends were in the vicinity of this, they would be dead too. I scanned the bodies just to make sure though and found that I did not kill any of my friends.
I let out a breath of relief as I sensed a blade coming to my throat. I blocked the blow which was done by the Grandmaster himself. I lunged at him and he parried my attack, back-hoofing his hoof into my jaw. I backed up and blocked an incoming strike from the Grandmaster.
I threw a smoke bomb and quickly marked the Grandmaster. He blocked my strike and he didn't seem affected by the smoke. Great, the Grandmaster is a professional sword fighter... is he better than me though?
He lunged at me as I whipped to the side and tripped him. I brought the sword down into his neck, or where his neck should have been. He rolled out of the way as my sword was brought down into the quartz floor.
I shot two hidden blades at him, one hitting his flank and the other one missing. He yelled in pain and said to me, "You're going to pay for that Assassin!" He roared and lunged at me, creating a flurry of swords. It was all I could do to block the attacks. But in this fit of rage, he let an opportunity rise. As he did this, he left himself with no defense nor guard.
When he struck again, I rolled out of the way, using my hidden blade to puncture his chest. Blood erupted from the wound and he yelled again in pain. Can I just tire him out? He's bleeding on two ends. Oh no, I didn't get the strike into the heart.
He was starting to tire after countless sword blocks and strikes. I still stood my ground and I slashed at his neck but missed. He rolled out of the way and he kicked at my hoof, making me release the sword. At that point, he had a clear strike and he took it. He lunged at my chest but I moved out of the way, the blade just grazing my already wounded torso. I yelled in pain with this. The wound reopened. Not good...
I clutched the wound and my body shook with fear as this happened. I may die today... I was so close but I will not stop. I stomped on his knee, crippling him and I kneed him in the jaw. I spun around and kicked him in the jaw. He staggered backwards as I did a full in-air buck onto his wrist. He dropped the sword as I slammed my hoof into his neck.
During this, I swiped the Grandmaster off his hooves as I slammed my hoof into his neck, hoping to crush his windpipe. He was breathless and on the ground as he rolled away from my second strike. I slammed my hoof into his waist and stomach. I let out a painful yell as my wound started to hurt with excruciating pain. The Grandmaster threw a grenade and I was sent flying back. What I witness during this was my friends being impaled with swords, their lifeless body falling.
"No!" I yelled as I took careful aim and time seemed to have slowed down. I shot a hidden blade which went right through the Grandmaster's head. I stayed down on the ground as the last thing I saw was a Templar bringing his sword down into my throat. Did we fail?
