Assassin Creed Hood Novels & Stories

Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss. She moved the gun slightly once more to the right while maintaining the crisscross mark on his head before she squeezed the trigger. A second passed before the man dropped like a log, which prompted his men to instinctively draw out pistols from their inner jackets as they scanned the area for where the bullet came from. Kimberly immediately returned the gun and leather gloves into her suitcase before making her way out of the building through the emerge

Peering through the boxes on the shelf, I cannot believe what I am seeing. Todd has a little blonde she-wolf pinned to the ground loosely. “I don’t want to hit a girl, but I will,” I hear him say, but the blonde doesn’t seem to care. She spits in his eyes, causing him to lose focus, and she is able to wiggle free. Looking around me, I find that I am alone. My men have stayed at their posts as instructed, so this little assassin cannot get away. I look back at the fight and watch as the little blonde leaps over Todd’s head and stabs a dagger into the side of his neck.

None of my words can comfort the girl. Whoever that man is... he's done something really nasty to traumatize her, and I won't forgive him. Murderers are the lowest scum of the world, even if I am one myself. "Daphne. Do you know who I am, then? I am Riding Hood, the best assassin of these lands, trained under Robynn Hood. Give me a weapon and tell me who this man is, and I will find him for you." The girl shook her head. "No! No! You can't kill him, he's too strong!"

Did he work for Rion? With a powerful hind kick, Nash knocked the man through my wall. Ignacio will be hopping mad to find out about a hole in the newly constructed mansion but that worry was for later. The man didn’t seem affected after being kicked through a wall. It was worrying and for the first time in my life, I felt a different kind of fear. Nash could possibly lose this fight and die. The hood was knocked off and revealed black hair. Most New-Man had blond hair and blue eyes so black was an unusual colour. Rush was an exception due to his lineage. Was this man an exception too?

Cole, one of Croft guards tapped on one screen and zoomed in. “A black SUV drove behind the mansion at 2:13 AM this morning. “ He said. “That was around the same time the assassin was captured in Northline. Too perfectly aligned to be coincidence,” Croft said. The SUV had its plates covered and windows darkened. But a figure stepped out tall, wearing a hood and moving with calm confidence.

Suddenly, a sharp, unexpected sound struck the main window. I turned in a split second, drawing the short dagger from my belt, my inner wolf ready to tear apart any intruder. Through the frost-clouded glass, a slender hooded figure hung from the stone balcony outside the tower. With a swift motion, the figure slid a small knife into the window frame, forcing it open with a dull creak before slipping into the room with the grace of a shadow. The intruder lowered his gray silk hood, revealing a pale face with sharp features and eyes blazing with fanatical fury. He wore the emblem of the Iron Hawk on his armband: a personal assassin of the High Military Council.

But she was going to do something that would make her the most wanted criminal in the land of Huskarian. Leanunya snuck past the guards of the castle and sneaked around looking for the man she wanted to kill. She found him, “the king”. She snuck closer to him drawing a black dagger out of its scabbard. When she was close enough she lunged at the man who was talking with another man from their sides. The king didn’t see or do anything until she had already stabbed him in the back. Leanunya cursed silently as she realized she had just barely missed his vital point but smirked in satisfaction as she heard him cry out in pain.

However, we understand that not saying anything is the best route to take. It’s late in the afternoon by the time our research is completed. Hunter rises from his seat and stretches his lithe body with a jaw-cracking yawn. “Hey, man, would you mind giving me a ride to the boutique? I promised Mal I’d take her out tonight, and it’s later than I thought. She’ll be pissed if I’m late. Plus, unlike you and the others, I have to go to the tailor next door to be measured for a tux. Savage wants everyone ready, or heads will roll.” I roll my eyes in exasperation. “That’s what you get for dressing like a poor college student. Our tailor has had our measurements for years. Perhaps you should start dr

she put them out under a dryer to dry them before she stuck piled them into her get up and made her way out of her door. She had just made her way down the stairs when she encountered the other assassin a tall slender man with all his head shaved clean, a black eye patch, and a long cross earring dangling from one of his ears. Their eyes met from the distance and they quickly recognized each other. The man gave her an evil smirk revealing golden teeth missed with mental ones, before shooting at her. Poison was quick to dodge the bullets while escaping down the street and the other assassin gave in pursuit. *******

The dark suite says it’s unoccupied. Now I was really curious about the relationship they shared. I took off my coat, placed my helmet and gloves in the closet. Running a hand through my hair and looking one last time in the suite mirror I got out of the room and carefully went out of the private area, this section of the hotel was deserted. The crossing hallway didn’t have cameras so I didn’t have to worry about anyone knowing. It was my first time using the key but I knew it was a shady exit used for underhanded dealings, quite common in Chicago.