When me and Annebeth went on our trip to Tartarus,I heard about a assassin group in the rural area called Provins,in France.So standing up, and wiping away my tears I packed my bags and got the necessary things and money for the journey ahead.
I was to got plane as it was my only choice,so I masked my aura and went on my trip to France.The plane ride was terrifying, but I made it one piece and it looks like no gods found me. I successfully managed to locate the area and walked in as soon I walked in 3 people rose from the shadows while my sixth sense told me many were still hidden in the beautiful scenery around me.
I immediately raised my hand in a surrender gesture to show I had no regard in hurting them.They wore black masks with dark blue cloaks. They were clad in black clothes with shining blue patterns.The one in the middle-the one I assumed the leader of the group(well I'm NOT THAT dumb I just played it down so the gods don't have more reasons to kill me)-back to the guy in the middle,He spoke in French which thankfully I picked it up during the flight so I understood what he said, (all conversations will be translated in English by the author)the conversation went like:
Who are you?
Perseus Achilles Jackson.
Immediately, whispers among the group broke out and I noticed that they weren't speaking French nor English. They had a long discussion before gesturing to follow him to who knows where.We walked about 2 miles before reaching a camp.It was the bluer, grander camp than Artemis's. He led me to the biggest tent in the middle of a circle with another ring around it with similar size tents, he lead me to who I assumed was the leader, and his eyes immediately widened behind his masks(the masks react to the users facial expression) but then he replaced it with a calm facade.
He asked for his colleagues to leave the tent and they grumbled but went out anyway.The leader said "Percy,as you like to be called(I was on alert at this many don't know I like to be called Percy so how does he know)and the assassin continued "don't tense up,I know you like to be called Percy because of you armour, your armour is like an informer, it will tell me everything about you.
I replied"everyone was shocked once I said my name, why is that?"
He then said"This assassin guild(a group os assassins I think) is an Indian guild as we are everywhere keeping tabs on all countries, and your greek god of wine spoiled our country by giving that intoxicating poison that now is drank everywhere so we hate the greeks and always keep tabs on them more than others. They kill their children, throw them off cliffs,rape and cheat.When we heard about your Stories we knew you the only Grecian we could respect.That is why you have the Indian Talwar.I know you have came here for training but you already have immense skill and your armour and sword are enchanted to make the user naturally good at using it.All of us in this group have one but we can change how it looks so we made it this.It is still as strong and durable."
I was shocked at first but then took an oath of secrecy and left thinking of living my life here...
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From Ashes Are the greater Heroes born
Non-FictionHi dear reader this is my first fanfic,so Don't be to harsh. Please don't swear in the comment section.