The Creed A Generations Before

{I walk through the valley and the shadow of death but fear nothing in the darkness. That is what I will go through every day in this black world of mine of the hunt. I hunt for neither side of what a person proclaims but for the one that gets me farther on in life and teach the generations after me to fallow The Creed and obey its laws and regulations like I have done. I will learn through the past generations mistakes and kill swiftly and cleanly for my marking will be pasted on forever. ]
This is the promise i had made to my new family but i want to please them forever. I know it will be tough since my brother dosn't think i should do it but it is my own bloodline i have sealed the fate of, not his. I want to take the forever pledge, I know it won't be easy espesily in the life of the creed.

(My offical nano for 2013: started, Nov 13, 2013 nano finished Nov 30 2013 (w/chapter titles)
start rebuild dec 3 2013 and did the 100 day challange by TheFuzz: completed it Jan3,2014! (w/o CT)


5. ch 5

“Where are we going?” I asked as we gotten into town and Orin didn’t answer me so I thought he didn’t hear me so I raised my voice. “I said, where are we going?!”
“Hush Silva! Do you want to get caught after curfew and me in the ground? The first rule about being a part of the creed is that you have to be as stealthy as you can.” He whispered and I nodded but still had a lot of questions about this creed.
I waited as my mind spun horribly around this creed and all I know is that it is a title of the group of killing that he takes part in but soon the curiosity took over me while we went calmly and swiftly into the night. I noticed that Orin’s boots didn’t make a sound on the stone path while mine clicked a vary silent click since I tried my best to step and not stomp like my brother had been after me for ages.
“What is the creed?” I blurted out a little too loud and Orin carefully and silently got his sword out and quickly turned to me. He looked very angry as I hear a few muffles that was from the night. He quickly grasped my hand and we dove into a scratchy bush that was near us and I was not in the mood to be dirty or in a bush that would tear my dress or mess up my long hair that I had spent long hours braiding it to perfection. “Is this truly necessary?”  I asked. He put his sword to my neck as if to kill me right then but then I saw the reason why he was telling me to hush because there was my brother with a lamp and a rifle in his hand.
“Silva! Are you there?” He said as he put the barrel through the bush and banged on the logs of the cabbing we were hiding just three feet from him.
“What is all the raucous about Camren?” A man that we came to know as Mekin snapped at Camren but Cam as usual when he was flustered would have his words get tangled and jump to conclusions.
Mekin was an old fellow that seemed to understand almost everything that goes on in this town. He lived alone in his cabin since his wife passed in a wagon accident a few months before the fire in our old house. His body had been stolen by time as he walked vary slowly now and days while his face was always kind to where even his wrinkles seem to turn younger every time he sees me but this time he showed worry.
“Silva, My sister she had been stolen, err kidnaped or ran away with this man that she had invited to supper!” Cam rambled and Mekin seemed to understand him nodding at every other word.
“Are you sure she is just taking a while for a walk to calm her head and you are not jumping to conclusions again Camren? What was she supposed to be doing in the first place that would make her leave?” Mekin calmly asked but there was a slight tone in his voice that told me that he was annoyed with Cam since he is only a hop, skip and a jump from our mini farm.
“She was going to apologize for my actions that I had done during the meal.” Camren sighed realizing what my original goal was.
“See there is a true reason, Cam! The young lass is just taking a lot longer than what you have thought. Now go home and be patient since if I know Silva, she always comes home somehow.” Mekin huffed and placed a hand on Camren’s shoulder to comfort him. 
“Ok Mekin. I guess I just panicked again. Sorry to be a bother again. Have a good evening.” Camren said as he strolled away and back to our house.
We waited till Mekin closed the door and my brother’s shadow faded into the night to emerge from our hiding aria. “That was close.” Orin sighed while he pushed me out of the bush and held my arm tight. “I have to resume my mission.” He said as he let go of me and started off on his way into town.
“What mission?” I asked and he just kept on moving leaving me to run up to him in curiosity.
“Am I going to get rid of you?” He asked and I quickly shook my head no.
“That is your answer for coming with me as well.” He hissed at me but it didn’t stop me from trying.
“Why?” I asked feeling that there was something that he really didn’t want to tell me and I felt like I needed to know because I was interested to what in heaven’s name this creed was as I fallowed him to the inn that was on the other side of town.
Orin sighed as he stopped and turned like he was really annoyed with me that I was acting like a child instead of a young lady. “Please go home and promise me this one thing, never look for the creed because once you are in your whole family is poisoned with the fate that you have chosen.” Orin said and the statement had me frozen for a while he left to do his mission. I just couldn’t help but wonder how one decision could hurt a family since the only thing I have is my brother and I know that my decisions would fall on me, besides we’ve had arguments about me not getting married or having a plot of land of my own just yet even though I am only fifteen. Besides I can lie to him and say I am going to become a trade cook and he would leave me alone since all it seems like we do is mostly fight like wolves since we are complete opposites. 
The thought of the creed and how one person can hurt only a section of a family didn’t concern me much as I can see Orin finish up climbing up the window and bricks that even I can see in the dark.
The path was set that was easiest for me to climb as I fallowed him up the rough wall since there were little bitty footholds where you could only use your toes and fingers to climb because the bricks and other house qualities like the window were uneven by that much.
I smiled at the years of climbing I used to do at our house as grasped the first outward brick and pulled myself up. The rough edges dug into my skin as I climbed and used every bit of my strength to climb up all the while thinking I am sure glad that I am not afraid of heights.  As I persevered on I start to see a faint shadow going over the rooftop to the one next door since they were fairly close together.
Soon I reached the top of the roof as I can see Orin make it over his third rooftop where I could make him out only by his movements and that he is the only person I have ever saw go jumping from rooftop to rooftop as a faster way of transpiration with such grace and ease without making a single sound.  I looked down to see the ground although that was a huge mistake as I felt my heart jump quickly. I tried to look forward to see a very long stretch of rooftop in front of me. I could feel the wind had gotten a lot more tense since I had been up here and I could feel myself losing my balance but I stayed on the peak. I tried to reach my foot out and took my first step on the rooftop as my foot glanced on top of the other trying not to make a sound, or to fall to possibly a broken bone or death.
Than after the first time of taking all the time in the world for me to just get to where I practically have to jump the gap from rooftop to rooftop a short distance away but in my eyes it might well be a jump across one of the oceans. I just focused on one spot in front of me.
“You can do this; you want to find out what the creed is so all you have to do is just one big leap.” I thought before I jumped and landed at my target with a thud and I felt panic all through me as I just started to race along the path I knew Orin took since I can still see him and I was catching up other than my horrible run at be incredibly silent to where a mouse would wake up with my round or running on rooftops since all I get is a nice sounding click, click, click, of my boots hitting the shingles and hoping that none had say me in till at last I see Orin dive into a balcony window that must had been the target’s house.
 I carefully judged my landing before I made my leap but then my long skirt got caught under my boot and I felt like I might fall a long life ahead of me wasted forever more. I wondered if this is what Orin meant by the creed affecting your whole family but like as soon as I quickly lost my balance I got it back as I gingerly set my foot back on the roof and made sure that my skirt wasn’t underneath it.
I could see the darkness that spread over my climb down. I started by getting on my hands and knees and just trying to slide down the slant but my frowned upon ankle length skirt kept getting caught on the loose nails and shingles or boards. I rustled to get my skirt free and to not make a sound or tear it to shreds only to get it caught again on another snag.
Soon I got to the only point I was dreading since I started to fallow Orin, the climb down to see what was going on in the windows. I started by hanging on the edge of the roof and I could had back down then but I had the gumption to proceed while I used the outer logs of the establishment to easily climb to the window.
“This part is easy.” I thought I went from sill to sill and glanced in each one since there were many of them on the building as I knew one would be the one Orin used to climb into.
I looked down during my search to see that Orin was running away from the scene as I was stuck on the ledge as my hope of talking to him drained right out of me as I finally got across to the window where he got in and out of in the time it took me to climb down from the roof to the window.
I knew I had gotten to my goal as I peered into the room I can see a painting facing me on the other side of the wall with painted mini flowers telling me that this person had money and as I glanced around the room I noticed the desk that is right next to me and a nightstand that is right next to the bed with the door on one side of the red juiced-paint fireplace and a standing chest on the other ready to leave whenever. There were many sailor items around the room and I knew that there was only one sailor in the very small town that I live in.
I dove into the room like someone swinging from tree to tree in the woods like a monkey but I rolled a bit and stood at the foot of the bed making an awful amount of racket as I concluded that I was going to be a lot of work if I am going to become whatever Orin is.
I stood up and quietly listened for any movement outside or in with me and other than the wind I could hear nothing out of the ordinary as I carefully rolled my feet to the sleeping man he looked like he was asleep and enjoying a little dream but I knew something was way off and I gently pulled the cotton spun confider back from his neck. The sheet was strangely wet to my touch as I saw the one slash of Orin’s sword what was glissading from the cut and the white pillow cover.
I knew that there was a reason that this true sailor was dead but the look of him being dead didn’t make me sick but wonder what was it like to die and to take a life that isn’t your own but in all my wondering the smell of rotten flesh scurried into my nostrils and filled it to where I could feel a little of my own vomit try to escape from my mouth. Right then I knew I had to leave and tell my brother that he was right and that the lonely and only sailor in town was dead.

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