Chapter two
Politics
The hall was spacious, and in it were many rows of benches. Its royal carpet ran all the way up to the emperors golden throne. The stone walls were beginning to get overwhelmed by overgrowing weeds. Many candle flames lit the way, casting shadows about the hall. They had to be lit candles because the hall had no windows, for obvious reasons. The emperor wouldn’t want low life peasants peering into his hall and eyeing him up in his rich throne, would he now? A chilly wind drifted in, as the large wooden doors swung open. A dark cloaked man stood in the door way, hidden in the shadows. He wore a threatening dagger at his side; he was a very dangerous man. Some say he’s a hero; others say he’s a blood thirsty murderer. Most citizens stayed clear of him, some even fled the city when they heard news of his arrival. His deep black eyes had seen many things: death, torture, love and even things from beyond this world, well there just rumours but he was definitely a mysterious man and there was no doubt about it. Many eyes stared at him as he casually made his way towards the emperor. The hall was home too twenty middle aged and old men-all of them wearing long white robes. One of them whispered ‘It’s him’ as the ‘stranger’ passed him. The cloaked man stopped and knelt down to the emperor’s feet.
“I am at your service, your highness” he said, with a cold voice.
“Ah yes, you must be Marcus Rutheo the assassin.” questioned the emperor, with his stern demanding voice echoing through the hall.
“I…”
“Speak only when you have my permission” spat the emperor. “I trust you know what you are here for. So I’ll just cut to the chase. Basically there is a man named Cornelius Hornai, I simply want him dead, and I don’t matter how it’s done I just want it done, understand. Its personal businesses so I want go into details; I’ll just tell you what you need to know. Earlier we got a tip off from a farmer named Jacob Lennings, ring a bell.” smiled the emperor. “He mentioned something about seeing Cornelius wandering into Heyshore wood. I think you’ll find that that’s a familiar area to you. A specialty of yours isn’t it. You know, I mean sneaking in woods and slaughtering the wanted undetected. Anyway with that over, have you any questions.” asked the emperor.
“Consider it done.” replied Marcus, with his lifeless voice.
“Who are you outlaw?” shouted one of the political men sitting at the benches.
“Did you really kill your own father and mother?” shouted another.
“Is it true you killed little children for fun?”
Marcus ignored all these rude remarks, and resumed to heading towards his destination, when a figure stopped in front of him. He recognised one of the figures from the bench closest to the emperor.
“How good are you at your job lets see shall we” laughed the man as he pulled out a long blade, he acted fast and lunged at the assassin. But Marcus was already round the back of him and with one swift movement, blood was pouring from the attackers neck.
“Good enough” Marcus replied coolly and with that he left and ran out into the darkness.
*
The emperor was in deep thought, sipping at his wine from a golden goblet. His wrinkled face looked like it was melting in the heat of the candles that surrounded him; His deep blue eyes, staring into outer space. He drummed his fingers on the side of his royal throne. He was occasionally staring at his adviser, as if he was looking for help, when he finally said.
“You know I don’t trust this Marcus, if that’s even his real name. There’s something about him, something that I see as a threat. I should never have hired him, he’s a crazed lunatic, I mean come on did you see the way he slit that man’s throat, for the love of god, it was in seconds. This man’s a professional. But there’s more to it than that, I can feel it. I want Cornelius dead, but at the same time I want Marcus dead and the ironic thing is, that they both pose as threat to me, to Rome. Ok I’ve made the decision.” mumbled the emperor. “Send three of the best assassin’s you can find to eliminate Marcus Rutheo, and as the Cornelius, leave that to me. I have a little surprise for him. WELL WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR GO, GO.” bellowed the emperor.
The adviser jumped, at the sudden change of tone and scurried of down the dark narrow corridors.
*
Marcus made a slash at the wooden sign; it was the assassins mark-it usually warned people away-Acting as a barrier. He smiled, the sign read, entrance too Heyshore wood…
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The darkness is rising, the light fading.
humans face extinction.
One secret can save them all.
But its forgotten.
The Forgotten secret
