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"What would I do to be with you?"

After hours of intense battling, the last body finally fell. We had filled the streets of Rome with blood and gore, killing everyone that was in that party, or anyone that crossed our way. Luckily, distractions were kept to a minimal after we took down the main merchant. From that point forth things went by fairly smoothly, though all of us received various wounds. At last it was not something that we could not withstand. I carried the biggest one of all across my chest; follow by one on my side, which I received at last minute when one of the targets tried to save his life by throwing himself at me at full force, with a heavy sword in his hand.

Our superiors where not expecting this behavior from our targets, and because of that they sent us in with little protection. Yet we messed up the moment we let the guards see us, and make a mess of the party. Thankfully we manage to get all our witness without letting anyone escape. But thanks to that now all the inhabitants of this cold city had to face the gore and horror of countless bodies agonizing in the streets, as corpses were left behind to rot. Our superiors where not going to take this lightly; there was a huge mess to cleanup after…

It could have seem like in some way or they where expecting us when we arrived at the party, considering many of them where armed. But even if we managed to justify that to our superiors they would not care. They never did. After all, the lives of soldiers where nothing but expendable tools to those with power, wealth and land. We were just pawns in their game, and as long as they win they don’t care of the sacrifices taken. But that was the last thing I was concerned about. I was worried because of a completely different matter.

As we headed back to headquarters I was more afraid than ever of giving a report to our superiors. The wound in my chest kept bleeding, staining my cloths as I walked as straight as I could through the halls of our head quarters, trying to show no pain. After all pain was just a sign of weakness.
But my worry was not because our missions outcome.... I was more afraid of either Devin or Creed opening their mouths and letting the others know what I had worked so hard to keep secret… my secret was her… Bianca….

The meeting went by smoothly, and it never ceased to surprise me how everyone in this place seems to talk so calmly to soldiers that where covered in blood. I could barely keep my stance as I tried not to let my pain take over me as I give in my report. I tried to keep my breath even as I tried not to look down at my chest, I knew that the wound I carried in it would be rater deep.

" The targets where all terminated on sight and their headquarters breached... We took all the money they had on their banking accounts,” I said as I threw the heavy bag and set down the heavy chest that carried the money and gold the targets possessed “ thought we had to go an little over the top with the killing since things at the party they where holding got somewhat out of control when we took down the merchant”.

A twisted look of avarice ruled over our superior’s faces as they stared at us, taking three bars of gold, from the bounty we had just brought in and throwing it at our feet.

“Very good soldiers, consider this a pay with bonus... We will be contacting you soon for your next mission.... you are all dismissed”. Well that surely went back smoothly, and a lot better than I thought it would…

When I heard these words I felt at ease. At least these two assholes managed to keep their mouths shut. As we took our earnings and walked away I could see over the corner of my eye how they laughed and enjoyed themselves over the money they received from us. But that money was not clean. The millions they were enjoying themselves over costed many human lives; so many that in a way that it seemed like not even all the gold in the world would be enough to suffice and pay for that debt. But in the end it was money the only thing they carried about, even if it made the streets run the color of blood. But that was not my problem, for I am just a soldier, following orders...

Step by step I could feel the earth crumble under my weight. This was the feeling every assassin felt after taking the life of a human being. It was the weight of their deaths that you carried around your shoulders, like a prisoner that had no escape from his sins. It was like a heavy cross that you slowly ate away your humanity. And no matter how much we tried to deny it, it was there and it will hunt us forever.

" Sweet! It seems like we made a good amount of capital tonight!" I could hear Devin say exited.

" Tch ...they would have payed us more for all the trouble we went through, don't you agree Elliot?" I could hear Creed chuckled as he stared down at the brick of gold he was given. When I heard these words leave Creed's lips I just noticed how silent I had been on my way here.

“ Idiot, put that away” I could hear Devin said as he stuffed the gold inside of Creed’s pack. “Don’t be so careless with that amount of money. ”

Usually I was thrilled to talk about how I slip the throat of my opponents and getting ready to have a wild night of drinking and fucking like there was no tomorrow. But at the moment it did not seem as important; I wonder why. Honestly I was happy to be done in my day just to go home and see her smile greeting me as I got home. It was amazing how I was getting used to her, when she only had been there for a little while.

"Hey Elliot, what's wrong with you, man?". I heard Creed say as he patted my back in a playful matter "You feeling aright? You sort of look like someone just kicked your puppy… Is it perhaps that you finally ran out of stamina to fuck? Or maybe it’s your wound. Here…" he said handing me some drugs, which I did not know what they where called. Yet I had used them before, they where rather efficient as they took the pain away from your wounds and let you keep moving like nothing had happened…at least until their effect wore out.

"As if, don’t make me fuck you to show you that I am not that out of stamina yet" I said as I push Creed's hand off me just to be glomped by Devin.

“ That means you are going to do me tonight right?” he said in a hopeful tone.

Still so young and full of energy… At times I even envied him for that. Creed smiled as he handed me a canteen of water and gave me the drugs to drink. I would hate to deny it, but in the condition I was in, there was little chance of me getting home without passing out somewhere without depending in some sort of drug.

“ Devin shut it I already gave you some earlier today “ I said in a joke full way.

“ Maybe he’s replacing you for a paid whore. I heard they have something you don’t Devin, like a pussy for a change “ he said cracking up into laughter. By the looks of it he too had taken some of the drug. And even if his wounds where not as grave as mine, he still carried a lot of them around his arms and back. “ Its 3 holes for the price of 1 it’s a done deal after all.”

I could see Devin pouting over my shoulder. He did not like being compared to women, especially when he despised them since he was very young. After all, his mother abandoned him and his brothers for another man when he was still a child.

" Awww no fair you offer him a decent fuck and not to me ... I might get jealous” he said as he placed a kiss on my cheek “And that was for saving my life back there.”

Creed put on a smug look “ Well then where is my saving your sorry ass gift?”

Devin smiled and looked at him as a devious expression took over his features. “ Sorry Creed but I am taken …and I am sure that Elliot does not like to share…ill treat you to a drink in the Tavern instead, that’s something that I am sure you will enjoy… ”

Creed could only smile “ That sounds like a done deal for me… let’s go get some of drinks now then”

Devin shaked his head “ Not know creed I want to spend my time with Elliot, specially when I owe him so much for saving my life, let’s leave it for tomorrow and ill get you two drinks instead of one” he said in a persuading tone.

" Oh so your asking me to fuck you Devin? Isn’t that something you will be receiving more than giving?” I said trying to make it sound like a complain “ but since I know there’s no way in changing your mind… You know what that means right? You got to ride me the whole time, so make sure you don't fall off or I'll punish you " I said in a devious tone meaning every word that left my lips as we walk in through the empty streets of Rome. I could see Devin features turn rose pink as Creed messed up his hair.

To those who saw us we might seem like a bunch of drunks… but in reality we where just friends that carried deep scars, and managed to find happiness in the oddest of places, within each other’s company. Yeah our lives where stain with blood and we ended many lives under out hands… but in some way or the other we still remained and always would be human….

Times here were not that great and people always locked themselves up early, knowing there were thieves and convicts around. So as we walked, they closed their windows and doors, afraid that we would stop by, paying them a visit to steal they’re lives. They probably mistake us with some low rank thieves or something. But I was sure that even hearing our voices and seeing how we enjoyed ourselves made them uncomfortable as well.

I could feel a smile creeping in my lips, and a crude laughter started resounding in the deeps of my chest, reminding me what emotion feel like, making me feel like I had a family. These are my comrades, my partners, but they where also all I got. Getting to the end of the street meant that it was time for us to part ways.

" Sorry Elliot, but I need to get some booze in my system before I go banging some whores so I'll catch you two later " said Creed as he walked down the road we usually headed down together.

For as long as I remember that was our only way to get the stress out from our system. Courtesans dig battle scars, and right now I had plenty. But for some reason, now that was no longer my priority; and I could not understand why…

Standing in the middle of the road, I stared as the sky as small snowflakes started to fall. Avoiding looking at the street, where the corpses of many dying and agonizing souls laid helplessly in their last moments.

This destruction was the result of the violence we soldiers where driven to on a daily basis. There where still older corpses lying around us from other recent assignments, pilling up in the side of the street, slowly rotting away in time, as people overlooked them or where already used to them. These where cold times, where death and destruction lingered and ruled over reason. Blood was nothing compared to money. People’s hearts had grown cold, as they did not care for other’s suffering.

Another cold winter was approaching. Winter was my favorite of all seasons, since its crystal snowflakes were cold, but yet so suitable for a burnt and wounded skin of a soldier.

"Umm… Elliot? “ I could hear Devin whisper as he buried his face on the scarf he wore, then, he slowly looked my way with bedroom eyes that seem to sparkle with their own light. Under his breath he said in a low seductive tone “ Want to come over and finish what we started this morning?”. I could hear the implied meaning behind those words as I watched Devin balancing his weight on his toes moving back and forth like an exited child.

I remained silent. I would usually go for an offer without questioning, throwing myself at any opportunity I could get-to-get laid. But for some odd reason, I was hesitating… I was already getting hard and even in this cold weather, while the agonizing screams of pain and desperation surrounded us. I was dying to do something to get our last mission out of my mind. Taking a deep breath I left myself wonder in thought. What was wrong with me? Why was I thinking so much over that which usually came natural to me? As I was about to speak, I saw Devin looking at me with a disgusted look.

" You can't be fucking serious, can you? You’re dying to go to your house to be with that thing you have there! Why the fuck haven't you thrown her out?!” he yelled, not caring who could listen “ I can give you more than she could ever offer, you can do me as rough as you want and I'll never leave your side ...what more do you want?!"

I could feel my anger raising. This little piece of shit thought he could talk back at me, he was so fucking screwed. Today was seriously not the day for an argument like this…

" Shut the fuck up already Devin! This is my fucking life and I do, fuck or say whatever the fuck I want!" I shouted as I curled my hands into fists.

I could see Devin's eyes getting full of tears, but by the way he stood I could see he was holding them back with all he had.

" I don't get it Elliot ... You don't like commitment, so why, why now? Why do you have a girl in your house, eating, breathing and sharing the life I wish to have with you? Elliot, I fucking love you! "

I could feel my whole body freeze. Did he just say what I think he did? Just then as snow turns to water, I knew this was going to make everything I always knew change, as I braised myself for a rude awakening.

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"What would I do to be with you?"

After hours of intense battling, the last body finally fell. We had filled the streets of Rome with blood and gore, killing everyone that was in that party, or anyone that crossed our way. Luckily, distractions were kept to a minimal after we took down the main merchant. From that point forth things went by fairly smoothly, though all of us received various wounds. At last it was not something that we could not withstand. I carried the biggest one of all across my chest; follow by one on my side, which I received at last minute when one of the targets tried to save his life by throwing himself at me at full force, with a heavy sword in his hand.

Our superiors where not expecting this behavior from our targets, and because of that they sent us in with little protection. Yet we messed up the moment we let the guards see us, and make a mess of the party. Thankfully we manage to get all our witness without letting anyone escape. But thanks to that now all the inhabitants of this cold city had to face the gore and horror of countless bodies agonizing in the streets, as corpses were left behind to rot. Our superiors where not going to take this lightly; there was a huge mess to cleanup after…

It could have seem like in some way or they where expecting us when we arrived at the party, considering many of them where armed. But even if we managed to justify that to our superiors they would not care. They never did. After all, the lives of soldiers where nothing but expendable tools to those with power, wealth and land. We were just pawns in their game, and as long as they win they don’t care of the sacrifices taken. But that was the last thing I was concerned about. I was worried because of a completely different matter.

As we headed back to headquarters I was more afraid than ever of giving a report to our superiors. The wound in my chest kept bleeding, staining my cloths as I walked as straight as I could through the halls of our head quarters, trying to show no pain. After all pain was just a sign of weakness.
But my worry was not because our missions outcome.... I was more afraid of either Devin or Creed opening their mouths and letting the others know what I had worked so hard to keep secret… my secret was her… Bianca….

The meeting went by smoothly, and it never ceased to surprise me how everyone in this place seems to talk so calmly to soldiers that where covered in blood. I could barely keep my stance as I tried not to let my pain take over me as I give in my report. I tried to keep my breath even as I tried not to look down at my chest, I knew that the wound I carried in it would be rater deep.

" The targets where all terminated on sight and their headquarters breached... We took all the money they had on their banking accounts,” I said as I threw the heavy bag and set down the heavy chest that carried the money and gold the targets possessed “ thought we had to go an little over the top with the killing since things at the party they where holding got somewhat out of control when we took down the merchant”.

A twisted look of avarice ruled over our superior’s faces as they stared at us, taking three bars of gold, from the bounty we had just brought in and throwing it at our feet.

“Very good soldiers, consider this a pay with bonus... We will be contacting you soon for your next mission.... you are all dismissed”. Well that surely went back smoothly, and a lot better than I thought it would…

When I heard these words I felt at ease. At least these two assholes managed to keep their mouths shut. As we took our earnings and walked away I could see over the corner of my eye how they laughed and enjoyed themselves over the money they received from us. But that money was not clean. The millions they were enjoying themselves over costed many human lives; so many that in a way that it seemed like not even all the gold in the world would be enough to suffice and pay for that debt. But in the end it was money the only thing they carried about, even if it made the streets run the color of blood. But that was not my problem, for I am just a soldier, following orders...

Step by step I could feel the earth crumble under my weight. This was the feeling every assassin felt after taking the life of a human being. It was the weight of their deaths that you carried around your shoulders, like a prisoner that had no escape from his sins. It was like a heavy cross that you slowly ate away your humanity. And no matter how much we tried to deny it, it was there and it will hunt us forever.

" Sweet! It seems like we made a good amount of capital tonight!" I could hear Devin say exited.

" Tch ...they would have payed us more for all the trouble we went through, don't you agree Elliot?" I could hear Creed chuckled as he stared down at the brick of gold he was given. When I heard these words leave Creed's lips I just noticed how silent I had been on my way here.

“ Idiot, put that away” I could hear Devin said as he stuffed the gold inside of Creed’s pack. “Don’t be so careless with that amount of money. ”

Usually I was thrilled to talk about how I slip the throat of my opponents and getting ready to have a wild night of drinking and fucking like there was no tomorrow. But at the moment it did not seem as important; I wonder why. Honestly I was happy to be done in my day just to go home and see her smile greeting me as I got home. It was amazing how I was getting used to her, when she only had been there for a little while.

"Hey Elliot, what's wrong with you, man?". I heard Creed say as he patted my back in a playful matter "You feeling aright? You sort of look like someone just kicked your puppy… Is it perhaps that you finally ran out of stamina to fuck? Or maybe it’s your wound. Here…" he said handing me some drugs, which I did not know what they where called. Yet I had used them before, they where rather efficient as they took the pain away from your wounds and let you keep moving like nothing had happened…at least until their effect wore out.

"As if, don’t make me fuck you to show you that I am not that out of stamina yet" I said as I push Creed's hand off me just to be glomped by Devin.

“ That means you are going to do me tonight right?” he said in a hopeful tone.

Still so young and full of energy… At times I even envied him for that. Creed smiled as he handed me a canteen of water and gave me the drugs to drink. I would hate to deny it, but in the condition I was in, there was little chance of me getting home without passing out somewhere without depending in some sort of drug.

“ Devin shut it I already gave you some earlier today “ I said in a joke full way.

“ Maybe he’s replacing you for a paid whore. I heard they have something you don’t Devin, like a pussy for a change “ he said cracking up into laughter. By the looks of it he too had taken some of the drug. And even if his wounds where not as grave as mine, he still carried a lot of them around his arms and back. “ Its 3 holes for the price of 1 it’s a done deal after all.”

I could see Devin pouting over my shoulder. He did not like being compared to women, especially when he despised them since he was very young. After all, his mother abandoned him and his brothers for another man when he was still a child.

" Awww no fair you offer him a decent fuck and not to me ... I might get jealous” he said as he placed a kiss on my cheek “And that was for saving my life back there.”

Creed put on a smug look “ Well then where is my saving your sorry ass gift?”

Devin smiled and looked at him as a devious expression took over his features. “ Sorry Creed but I am taken …and I am sure that Elliot does not like to share…ill treat you to a drink in the Tavern instead, that’s something that I am sure you will enjoy… ”

Creed could only smile “ That sounds like a done deal for me… let’s go get some of drinks now then”

Devin shaked his head “ Not know creed I want to spend my time with Elliot, specially when I owe him so much for saving my life, let’s leave it for tomorrow and ill get you two drinks instead of one” he said in a persuading tone.

" Oh so your asking me to fuck you Devin? Isn’t that something you will be receiving more than giving?” I said trying to make it sound like a complain “ but since I know there’s no way in changing your mind… You know what that means right? You got to ride me the whole time, so make sure you don't fall off or I'll punish you " I said in a devious tone meaning every word that left my lips as we walk in through the empty streets of Rome. I could see Devin features turn rose pink as Creed messed up his hair.

To those who saw us we might seem like a bunch of drunks… but in reality we where just friends that carried deep scars, and managed to find happiness in the oddest of places, within each other’s company. Yeah our lives where stain with blood and we ended many lives under out hands… but in some way or the other we still remained and always would be human….

Times here were not that great and people always locked themselves up early, knowing there were thieves and convicts around. So as we walked, they closed their windows and doors, afraid that we would stop by, paying them a visit to steal they’re lives. They probably mistake us with some low rank thieves or something. But I was sure that even hearing our voices and seeing how we enjoyed ourselves made them uncomfortable as well.

I could feel a smile creeping in my lips, and a crude laughter started resounding in the deeps of my chest, reminding me what emotion feel like, making me feel like I had a family. These are my comrades, my partners, but they where also all I got. Getting to the end of the street meant that it was time for us to part ways.

" Sorry Elliot, but I need to get some booze in my system before I go banging some whores so I'll catch you two later " said Creed as he walked down the road we usually headed down together.

For as long as I remember that was our only way to get the stress out from our system. Courtesans dig battle scars, and right now I had plenty. But for some reason, now that was no longer my priority; and I could not understand why…

Standing in the middle of the road, I stared as the sky as small snowflakes started to fall. Avoiding looking at the street, where the corpses of many dying and agonizing souls laid helplessly in their last moments.

This destruction was the result of the violence we soldiers where driven to on a daily basis. There where still older corpses lying around us from other recent assignments, pilling up in the side of the street, slowly rotting away in time, as people overlooked them or where already used to them. These where cold times, where death and destruction lingered and ruled over reason. Blood was nothing compared to money. People’s hearts had grown cold, as they did not care for other’s suffering.

Another cold winter was approaching. Winter was my favorite of all seasons, since its crystal snowflakes were cold, but yet so suitable for a burnt and wounded skin of a soldier.

"Umm… Elliot? “ I could hear Devin whisper as he buried his face on the scarf he wore, then, he slowly looked my way with bedroom eyes that seem to sparkle with their own light. Under his breath he said in a low seductive tone “ Want to come over and finish what we started this morning?”. I could hear the implied meaning behind those words as I watched Devin balancing his weight on his toes moving back and forth like an exited child.

I remained silent. I would usually go for an offer without questioning, throwing myself at any opportunity I could get-to-get laid. But for some odd reason, I was hesitating… I was already getting hard and even in this cold weather, while the agonizing screams of pain and desperation surrounded us. I was dying to do something to get our last mission out of my mind. Taking a deep breath I left myself wonder in thought. What was wrong with me? Why was I thinking so much over that which usually came natural to me? As I was about to speak, I saw Devin looking at me with a disgusted look.

" You can't be fucking serious, can you? You’re dying to go to your house to be with that thing you have there! Why the fuck haven't you thrown her out?!” he yelled, not caring who could listen “ I can give you more than she could ever offer, you can do me as rough as you want and I'll never leave your side ...what more do you want?!"

I could feel my anger raising. This little piece of shit thought he could talk back at me, he was so fucking screwed. Today was seriously not the day for an argument like this…

" Shut the fuck up already Devin! This is my fucking life and I do, fuck or say whatever the fuck I want!" I shouted as I curled my hands into fists.

I could see Devin's eyes getting full of tears, but by the way he stood I could see he was holding them back with all he had.

" I don't get it Elliot ... You don't like commitment, so why, why now? Why do you have a girl in your house, eating, breathing and sharing the life I wish to have with you? Elliot, I fucking love you! "

I could feel my whole body freeze. Did he just say what I think he did? Just then as snow turns to water, I knew this was going to make everything I always knew change, as I braised myself for a rude awakening.