Assassin's Creed 2 Trailer Novels & Stories

The Quicksilver assassin stood slowly but continued to stare down at Casper’s bloody lump of a body. The commotion was noticed by Azreal and as the Alpha began making his way toward Jay, he caught sight of the carnage beneath his assassin and began to pick up speed. As Jay and Azreal reached Mj the assassin calmly stepped away from her victim and looked at her brother, “you are wrong about me Jay,” she stated in an eerily calm voice and slowly strolled toward the car.

I said as I gently picked up the knife that had fallen beside me. Before becoming a professional assassin, you must attend several training sessions in order to master all of the techniques that an assassin must know and study, and one of those techniques is that when one area of your body is vulnerable, you must think of another strategy to strike your opponent. "B*tch, don't be too arrogant or you'll end up at Satan's door!" My assailant had laughed at my confidence once more. "Oh please, don't joke about it because you'll regret it, I swear," I said to my assailant, "because you'll be the one to wind up on Satan's doorstep, honey," I said coldly.

His strength had not recovered yet, so he could only be a coward at that moment. The leader of the assassins frowned and barked coldly, "Shut up! We have two missions. One is to assassinate the princess, and the other is to capture you." As he spoke, the leader of the assassins walked to the grass at the side, fumbled it, then pulled up a chain. Rattle… In the next second, along with a vibration, he saw a secret tunnel slowly appear in the grass, and a bright light faintly shone inside.

He immediately packed his back and headed to his next destination. After staggering in his black Slither Armor for around 7 miles by foot he finally exited the outermost boundaries of his public shelter. The very next second a black pair of majestic wings sprouted behind his back. With just a single flap his feet left the ground. He jolted towards the eastern sky like a bolt of lightning. Just when Creed dashed in the sky, a group of 18 assassins hiding in several distincts spots looked at each other and nodded. One of them pulled up his watch close and barked.

could it be Giovanni, It might be him but let's not jump into speculations so soon' Lauren crouched down and pretended he hasn't noticed anything, he picked up a small pebble and rolled it a few times between his fingers, then suddenly he stood up and throw the pebble with full speed towards the tree, the pebble went straight through the tree and hit the assassin's hand which was holding the gun, his wrist got instantly dislocated as he screamed in pain and rolled around the ground. Lauren slowly approached the assassin, he lifted the gun then he crouched near the assassin who was holding his wrist and gritting his teeth.

Finally, I turned to look at him. I let my gaze trail over his taper fade, the messy blond hair that refused to behave and those stupid innocent blue eyes that made people trust him instantly. He had the face of a saint, smooth lines, sharp cheekbones, a mouth that curled too easily into a smile that could make anyone feel safe. But Olek wasn’t safe. He was the Syndicate’s golden boy; the number one assassin, top of the kill board for ten damn years. I was fifth, which wasn’t bad considering I’d only been in the game for six years.

Zach leaned back on his chair in his apartment’s office that weekend night as he played repeatedly the footage inside the amusement café that occurred two days ago. He adjusted the settings of the video to make it go slow so he can see the trajectory of the bullet the moment it broke through the glass. He remembered when he returned the next day to continue assessing the area. He stood by the glass storefront where the bullet broke through and looked towards the open area. He took his binoculars and scanned through for the possible position of where the shot came from.

DIANA: You have two tangos ahead Trevor: I see them Trevor sneaks to one of the targets while he waits for the defenders to start their volley of fire. He then executes the nearest target while fully hidden, two shots to the chest. He quickly approaches the downed enemy. He notices the enemy is still alive but incapacitated and trying to reach for his secondary. Trevor immediately pistol whips the target in the head, grabs the targets sidearm and finishes him off. He takes both pistols and holsters them then grabs the assault rifle the target was carrying. He also grabs a few magazines for the rifle.

We don’t like it when foreign dignitaries try to get one over on us. According to the file, the brothers own a yacht near the Hudson, which happens to be the same general area where Willem Kazik was last seen by two of my fellow Assassins, Reaper and Savage. What is it with bad guys and yachts? It’s so cliché. Willem has been a thorn in the side of the Confradia for way too long. Unfortunately, he threw himself from the deck of his ship, and we didn’t know he was alive until we received intel that he resurfaced several weeks ago. I’ve been helping Priest, Savage, Reaper, and Hunter with their investigation for weeks. Savage and Reaper are definitely a lot more motivated in finding the bastar

asked Xiao Long, while watching the Sect Leader's stunned face. “From that brief explanation, I already know this Secret Weapon Technique is extremely terrifying. I've never met an assassin, but I've read books about how terrifying they are. Even without using the technique you said Assassins use” said the Sect Leader, he was still quite shocked at the thought of an Assassin using the Secret Weapon Technique. “In that case, I will give you some suitable poisons. But in two months' time, there will be many people challenging you to take your place in the Luhuo Mountain Competition” said the Sect Leader.