Assassins Creed [Descending Grounds]

The Black Flag is a mystery to some, so experiencing a primary ground would be a structure to build onto this mystery. The Templar Order have many secrets, not only the ones that we find out and know already; shocking truths still stay hidden to other orders. The Assassin order is not pleased with what's taking place around the giant town, the grounds that many un-seek is below the depths of a drowning corpse.

Under the sea lies a ton of truths and mystery, it's hard to believe what they may encounter - as for the Templar order, I'm sure it's a race against time for both orders, whilst a true darker force scatters over the ashes of deaths around the area, so what is this? Why are the Grounds so important...

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4. The Riots of North...

Chapter 5 – The Riots of North...

It’s all fun and games until some idiot gets hurt... pure darkness shall prevail into the horizons of your future. It’s a shocking discovery for some, and this most likely will be the end of yours...

*** Back in reality ***

“The project needs to a little adjustments, not many, and not too farfetched...?” Warren whispered to himself, his breath had faded into his enclosed hands.

The dangerous assassins who we shall call the unnamed, it’s not like they would ever know right? No... In the North stands a far different order striving to succeed. What difference would it make if I had left back there? Possibly, just maybe... I wouldn’t have to be thrown into an open abyss...

“Sir, we’ve had recent reports on the areas around here. I don’t think the orders are too pleasant...” A stranger said, his voice felt a little sharp.

Many shocked faces stunned at the sight of what they were about to see. Warren walked up to a balcony, from the dangerous heights he gazed into the red sun. Other faces stared at him; they were wondering what he had to say to them. Warren didn’t have anything in mind; he just wanted to reveal the project to the world. Although his old friend begged to differ He wanted something more than a project to project reality. It was all fun and games right...?

“Warren, do you have any news on what will happen to the labs?” A father of two called out, he looked unsure to what he had seen.

“Ha-ha, No... The balcony I stand on... on behalf of all of you, and all its pride”. Warren spoke with a higher voice, he sounded different in some ways. Although others thought he may have had a cold.

*** Back in the Project of Reality ***

“So... you call yourself a stranger under the horizon”, the stranger asked cautiously awaiting somebody he knew were soon to arrive.

A blast from the locked door and it was history for them all. The stranger had been sick and disgusted of another stranger’s behaviour. Shadows in the past, huh – he would have called it that if he had the chance back then. In just under three minutes, it was all over for his life... the stranger armed with his blade he called a Silver bane of oblivion. He sliced and diced the poor man...

Lying over the table drooling saliva with a mix of red liquid, the others were shocked. The stranger finally seated himself around the table of orders, and they spoke in a fine tune. It had been a shock for some and for others...? It felt like another day in the world of the Project...

“Anything you do...? Anything you fail to throw at me, it will all be feeding on your souls”, the stranger replied, he slammed his hand on the table’s surface of red liquid. That poor man had no life left; it was just an empty shell all over again...

Horoscope, and that’s all it was...? Another protest had taken place outside Warren’s labs, and it was all a sickening place to be. Many of the folks around him felt the need to destroy the reality Warren wants. Mostly inside the project were those helpless subjects, each one willing to lose their life and some were forced to take control of this. Warren had already experience the deaths of others...

*** Back to reality ***

“Warren, and is this your main goal for such a thing?” Another man called out, his question had been pretty much stated since the start. Warren never knew what to say to answer such a question...

“Ha-ha, it’s not intended, and I don’t plan to release a vial simulation of your lives” Warren laughed, and for some who listened, they didn’t take it too lightly... it was taken in a very mean way, I guess?

“If you really think that we need this bull crap now, I’d rather call you to inform the deaths of friends” the man shouted, his rage had started and this was just the beginning...

*** Back in the project of reality ***

“W-Why are you really here huh?” An assassin asked, the knowledge of who this stranger were to be had been pretty vague. It wouldn’t have surprised them if the stranger had visited for no reason...

“L-Look, if I wanted your obedience, and such pathetic sympathy from these brainless freaks. I would have visited to take down you all. Deep below our surface lies a far bigger threat than anything I can bring”. The stranger whispered his voice faded into the empty spaces of the room.

“Pretty shallow for a guy like you ha-ha” Joey said, Joey had been in the order since his father had been slain. Defeated and wrecked under his breathing space.

“So tell me this, do you look far in the shadows...? Or do you look beneath a dark past?” The stranger asked, this was not what the others wished to discuss...

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