Danté - An Assassin's Story

"For too long we have put up with the oppressive rule of the White Cross. Too long we have let them take our money. It's time to fight back, and I'm ready. And should I fail, may whoever reads this take up the fight once again. One day, the White Cross will fall."
This is the diary of Danté. A young man in a semi-fantasy world who has taken it upon himself to fight back against his dictators, the White Cross, and become an assassin.


9. Assassin - Day 10

The Cloaked Shadow strikes again.

Not on such a large scale as my previous strike, but more noticeable.

It would seem a certain banker serving the White Cross has gone missing. Niccolo was his name.

He was surprisingly easy to find and follow. Why I decided to take all day to do it, I don't know.

Getting up early and stalking a banker until evening can get quite boring.

Then again, I did learn some interesting things.

Turns out the White Cross has captured another city. Maybe a revolution here will stir one in the other cities.

If not, I'll have to do some travelling.

I also learnt that Grand Master of the White Cross, Francis Harte, is to be visiting the city next week. Probably to deal with the threat of revolution.

I'll see if I can stop that from happening. Maybe through his death, or just stopping him getting here.

Whatever it takes.

Niccolo also told me about the origins of the White Cross. Well, not directly. He left a book lying around that I managed to snatch up unnoticed.

After following him around a while, I noticed he was heading towards an alleyway.

Now was my time to strike.

But before I did, I listened in on a conversation he had with a man in that alleyway.

"Good afternoon, Niccolo," the man said.

I saw Niccolo smile in the gloom. "Marcus. How nice to see you. How are you?"

"Cease the pleasantries. You know why you're here," said the man called Marcus.

"Yes. Of course." Niccolo reached into his pocket and pulled out a note. "This has all the patrol schedules on it. I take it you plan to bolster the patrols where the White Cross is being relaxed."

"You know me well, Niccolo. Now, I bid you goodnight."

"Yes, Marcus. Goodnight."

Now I dropped down onto Niccolo, and before the other man could react, my wrist blade had moved from Niccolo's neck to his chest.

It was quick.

I took the note, and returned home.

"Have another wash, Danté! You've got blood on you again!" Maria cried when I returned home.

After my wash I set to writing in my diary again. I haven't read the note yet, but it will help with any missions I carry out.

I hope.

At least I've prevented any action to counter my activities.

But it would seem there is a new player in this game.

A player on the side of the White Cross.

I need to find out who this organisation is before they can strike.

And shut them down.


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