Assassins*+~

[Literate]

[Warning: PG-13. Might raise to R. Note: Might. I'm not certain if it's bad enough to be R.]

Travel back to ancient China, when the dynasties still rule. Step into the lives of four young assassins, staking their own lives for nothing. Experience the pain and sorrow of their past, ones that can't be related with. And find out what they truly wish for. Life or death.

Meet the...

Assassins*+~​

~+*Table of Contents*+~
~Prologue: Last Winter of Ning
~Chapter One: A Wintry Death
~Chapter Two: Remember YuYun
~Chapter Three: The Assassin Apprentice
~Chapter Four: Memory of Rage
~Chapter Five: The Blind Assassin
~Chapter Six: Mirrored Reflections
*Not Yet Posted

Preview's Introduction (Though'd I post it here, just to get some things straight.)

Finally after several grueling weeks, I have finally decided on a prologue. In other words, I wrote and wrote and wrote, chose a good one, and chucked the others out the window. (That... was a saying. I kept them.)

Well, first the rating. No rating as of now because this is a preview. It's safe from everything as it is a prologue.

Second, disclaimer. This is NOT a pokemon fic and provides NO history facts. All characters are made up by me. Everything else is made by me. Everything but the lifestyle of ancient China. Yes, this is based on that.

Third, I do not want people to run away from this because this has no action [in the prologue].

Fourth is the reason why I have this in the author's cafe. I think it sounds weird, so I want you to point out what is wrong.

Fifth, this is overall one page short.

Sixth, don't tell me this isn't supposed to belong in the main Fanfiction area. I'm in need to help.

Last, PLEASE post all comments. Thank you. ^_^

And I really mean it.

-Prologue-
–The Last Winter of Ning-​

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A blanket of white covered the kingdom as far as the eye could see, creating a huge wonderland of snow. The moon hung quietly in the darkness on the spread of black that was the sky, shining its lone light onto the large empire. Snowflakes swirled in a circular formation, the fierce winds pounding against the vulnerable homes, all of which were already surrounded by white.

It was nearing the climax of the most intense winter ever recorded.

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‘The trail’s gone cold. I don’t know where he is. I should’ve gotten him when I had the chance.’

Moonlight pierced the night fog, the streams of light falling into the thin haze. A lone shadow flew through trees that were bare of leaves and empty of life. The silhouette’s owner blended in with the drizzling snow, its cloak billowing in the wind’s soft dance. The trees’ branches rustled loudly, the mist faded into nothing, and the person was gone.

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‘Crazy old fool. Using me like the cowardly rat he is. He made a big mistake already.’

Darkness extended endlessly in the sky; down below, white dominated the ground. One pair of footsteps marked the snow, while another was trailing far behind. Masses of flakes spiraled downward, creating a flurry of snow. The small blizzard swirled around the two figures, blinding them. When the storm dispersed, only one remained.

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‘Who does he think he is? Coming in the palace in the depth of night all wet and cold defiantly?’

Fire emitted from the oil-lamp; some light had spread through the outside of the doors. Two people were facing each other and moving their mouths, unaware that someone was watching. The door opened and released a gust of wind, extinguishing the flame. The sound of wood colliding was heard, and the blaze was ignited once more.

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‘He looks familiar. He sounds familiar. He acts familiar. Where have I seen him before?’

Glistening pieces of ice hung from the rooftops, shaky enough to fall. Light emerged faintly from within the room, yet one was outside eavesdropping. A cold wind blew along the pathway; a bundle shivered as the chills made way through its covering. Suddenly a strong breeze knocked off the icicles, and each pricked into the ground.

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“Ah, so you are being followed? If I may ask, who exactly is following you?”

Soft winds blew softly through, playfully tagging the small essence of life in the flame...

“One is after me. One of them.”

An object cast a shadow over the lamp; a slight crinkle of paper was heard...

“She’s only doing jobs assigned to her. Are you sure no one has a grudge against you?”

A cold breeze fluttered in, chilling the already freezing air...

“I’m sure. Whenever I see her, a glare comes my way. It’s not one of those murderous ones either. She knows something I don’t.”

The light dimmed as the fire was fighting to cling onto the cord of the lamp...

“So what do you want me to do about it?”

Smoke furled up from the blaze, the thin wisps melting into the wintry atmosphere...

“Listen closer to me.”

Currents of air tackled the meager flame, flashing in and out of submission...

“The person who is after me...is an assassin...”

And the fire went out.

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~End​

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[Undertaker88]

why are there two threads like this

 

[Literate]

Easy. My stupid internet connection was slow. Now, do you have a comment?

~PEACE~

 

[katiekitten]

This is great, Litestars! You sorted out most of the iffy sentences, which is very good.

A nice little mystery, this sounds promising. There is one setence that I find a little off, but it is probably just me...

Snowflakes swirled in a circular formation, the fierce winds pounded against the vulnerable homes, all of which were already surrounded by white.

I would change the pounded to pounding, I think the two sentences sound a little statemently otherwise.

No other grammer mistakes that I can see, although one of the sentences from before still slightly annoys me, but nevermind.

No spelling mistakes, and perfect mystery. Well done! *hugs*

 

[Literate]

Thanks for the review! ^.^

I would change the pounded to pounding, I think the two sentences sound a little statemently otherwise.

And yeah. It is supposed to be pounding. I missed it. I never go over it. *editing*

No other grammer mistakes that I can see, although one of the sentences from before still slightly annoys me, but nevermind.

I did change that sentence from before. So yeah.

No spelling mistakes, and perfect mystery. Well done! *hugs*

Thanks! ^.^ *hugs back*

~PEACE~

 

[Dimentio]

I like this, Literate. You displayed the plot perfectly right in the beginning, and from there on I could easily think of what it looked like there. One thing I'd change though, in your first paragraph. you said a blanket of white covered, try changing it to a blanket of white snow.

~fuzzy out~

 

[Literate]

Thanks for coming fuzzyquilfish!

I like this, Literate.

You do? That's great! ^.^

You displayed the plot perfectly right in the beginning, and from there on I could easily think of what it looked like there.

Yeah, but the plot's going really kick in after Ch. 4.

One thing I'd change though, in your first paragraph. you said a blanket of white covered, try changing it to a blanket of white snow.

If you know me, the reason is that I'm picky about repeating things. 'snow' is already in the sentence.


Well, sometime this week I'll have Ch. 1 up. I already typed it. Note, though, it'd be almost empty of description. All...black. You figure it out. There's a perfectly good reason.

~PEACE~

 

[Bay]

Well, I promised a review for this story after finishing my laughingstock contest so here it is.

This is quite good so far literate. I liked the setting you put here. So mysterious.

“Ah, so you are being followed? If I may ask, who exactly is following you?”

Soft winds blew softly through, playfully tagging the small essence of life in the flame...

“One is after me. One of them.”

An object cast a shadow over the lamp; a slight crinkle of paper was heard...

“She’s only doing jobs assigned to her. Are you sure no one has a grudge against you?”

A cold breeze fluttered in, chilling the already freezing air...

“I’m sure. Whenever I see her, a glare comes my way. It’s not one of those murderous ones either. She knows something I don’t.”

The light dimmed as the fire was fighting to cling onto the cord of the lamp...

“So what do you want me to do about it?”

Smoke furled up from the blaze, the thin wisps melting into the wintry atmosphere...

“Listen closer to me.”

Currents of air tackled the meager flame, flashing in and out of submission...

“The person who is after me...is an assassin...”

And the fire went out.

Oh no, the assassins are coming! Run away everyone!

Well, no grammar or spelling mistakes in this prologue. Keep up the good work!

Sorry this is a short review, but this is just the prologue. Expect a longer review for Chapter One.

;134;~Good night, and good luck~

 

[Astinus]

Ah... And "Assassins" makes its premier! I've been waiting for this to come out...

A mystery, eh? Goodness, if you knew me, you would know that I'm not great at figuring things out in fics! ^^ It's something weird about me. So I'll just sit here, and wait for the next chapter.

And knowing you and you being a grammar queen, that makes my reviewing job easier. So I can actually enjoy this! (And besides, katiekitten already pointed out the one mistake...)

 

[Literate]

^.^ Yay! More reviews! ^.^

Bay:

Well, I promised a review for this story after finishing my laughingstock contest so here it is.

^.^

This is quite good so far literate. I liked the setting you put here. So mysterious.

Well, it's supposed to be. It's obviously a mystery story. ^-^

Oh no, the assassins are coming! Run away everyone!

Meh, you'll have to wait for that part. It's going to be only one assassin after him. The others... well, you'll have to wait and see. And that assassin will be in several chapters in the first arc. And several in second. And almost all of third. But all those chapters are full of excitement, unlike the others. ^.~

Well, no grammar or spelling mistakes in this prologue. Keep up the good work!

Yeah, my pickiness with grammar and the spellcheck in word really lessens the mistakes. (Just so you know, I can't spell very well. Not those long words anyway.)

Sorry this is a short review, but this is just the prologue. Expect a longer review for Chapter One.

Oh, yeah. Ch 1. is going to have a death. Very non-descript, I say. And it's in first person. So it's not very descriptive.

Yello, Hanako! Never thought you'd be here. (You never really posted in the preview, so I wouldn't know... Nah, that's just me being stupid and thinking that whoever saw it, posted.)

Ah... And "Assassins" makes its premier! I've been waiting for this to come out...

You have. I really hope I won't disappoint you. I was going to actually ask you to review... but you popped in anyway.

A mystery, eh? Goodness, if you knew me, you would know that I'm not great at figuring things out in fics! ^^ It's something weird about me. So I'll just sit here, and wait for the next chapter.

The mystery wouldn't end until the epilogue, where all the secrets are poured out. There are many secrets, tied in with the plot. I spent a whole lot of time on this. (Saying that I had this idea since like... late January) The mystery isn't about the plot; it's about the other stuff tied into it. The plot is really simple. ^.^ You can easily guess that. So while you sit around and read, think of the plot. ^.^

And knowing you and you being a grammar queen, that makes my reviewing job easier. So I can actually enjoy this! (And besides, katiekitten already pointed out the one mistake...)

I know. Have fun reading it! ^.^ (The mistake was 'cause I never looked over it and I added it for additional words. >.> Yeah, I'm a bit lazy.)

I'll just mull about the time I'm going to post the next chapter. ^.^ So long!

~PEACE~

P.S. How's the new banner? It sucks a lot, but it's pretty cool. Did it on Paint, then PhotoStudio 2.0.

 

[Midnight Umbreon]

Yaysies!!!! Assasins.... I love playing games with assasins...
One question though, what's with *+~ at the end? Just deco.... or something more? *creepy music*

If you have a PM list could you add me to it?

 

[Literate]

Why hello! ^.^

Yaysies!!!! Assasins.... I love playing games with assasins...

I know... Actually I dohn't know why I chose the job assassin in the first place. Just an extreme for thief and other things....

One question though, what's with *+~ at the end? Just deco.... or something more? *creepy music*

Yeah, just decoration. I've always liked decoration in titles, although I never used a lot. (But it could imply that this is a mystery. )

If you have a PM list could you add me to it?

Sure! I'll edit that into the first post, so I won't forget...

~PEACE~

 

[Midnight Umbreon]

Speaking of theives, I <3 theives too. Like Sly Cooper...

 

[Jerichi]

Ooh, creepy. Its a good start. I hope you keep it up, cause I'd like to read more of this. The plot looks good from the little I can pick from it.

~Jerichi

 

[Literate]

Hello again! ^.^

Speaking of theives, I <3 theives too. Like Sly Cooper...

Yeah, thieves are cool if they can: fly, run, sumersault, cartwheel, jump from rooftop to rooftop, and kill people. Basically, ninja. But ninjas are in Japan not China so I had to change that. To assassins. Just as cool.

Ooh, creepy.

I really had no intention for it being creepy. But creepy comes out of vague, doesn't it?

Its a good start.

I think so, too. But it was hard to kick it off. It took me nearly forever to write the middle section of the prologue. (Meaning about several hours.)

I hope you keep it up, cause I'd like to read more of this.

I really have no intention of stopping. I have a lot of time, since my school had no finals, even though I already started summer school.

The plot looks good from the little I can pick from it.

Ah, the plot was really apparent. Basically, it stops when the man is killed. But I added mysteries to it. The plot is already said. The reason, the way, and the stories are coming... soon... It isn't original either. The plot I mean. (At least I think so.)

Anyways, thanks for reviewing.

~PEACE~

 

[Hahahabvc87]

Okay, I recieved your review request, so here I am!

First off, the grammar and spelling are impeccable; I didn't spot any mistakes! It's a very mysterious prologue, leaving many questions in its wake. The opening is a little confusing though... Are they the viewpoints of our four assasins in the chill of winter? And is it a viewpoint of someone an assassin is about to kill?

So far, next to nothing has been explained about the characters, just that they are four assassins in an ancient Chinese dynasty. Will the story progress with one viewpoint at a time, or all viewpoints together?

I usually don't gripe about grammatically perfect sentences, but I just want to point out a few things which my fussiness caught:

The moon hung quietly in the darkness of the spread of black that was the sky, shining its lone light onto the large empire.

I usually try to avoid using two "of"s close to each other. Even though it's grammatically okay, double words usually lessen the weight of the word.

The sound of wood colliding was heard, and the blaze was ignited once more.

Hm? I've never heard of this technique being used to ignite flames before. What I have heard of is striking flint together to generate sparks, but this seems very hard to do with wood. Care to explain?

...And that's it for my very first non-pokemon fan fiction review!

 

[Literate]

Yee! Yay! I love reviews. ^.^

Okay, I recieved your review request, so here I am!

Wasn't really a coincidence that I requested when you were on. ^.^ I was just wandering around the forum and you've been reveiwing a lot. ^.^

First off, the grammar and spelling are impeccable; I didn't spot any mistakes!

Like I said, the spellcheck of Microsoft word and my eye for grammar is a good combination. ^.^

It's a very mysterious prologue, leaving many questions in its wake.

Of course! That was my aim. To leave readers with many questions.

The opening is a little confusing though... Are they the viewpoints of our four assasins in the chill of winter? And is it a viewpoint of someone an assassin is about to kill?

The four seperate thoughts are the four assassins. The last part is just what was happening. In very foggy terms.

So far, next to nothing has been explained about the characters, just that they are four assassins in an ancient Chinese dynasty.

Yeah. Ning. I just made this dynasty up but the name means "peace" if you're wondering. If you read closer, the first thought is of the assassin who is after the man. It leaks out something...

I usually don't gripe about grammatically perfect sentences, but I just want to point out a few things which my fussiness caught:

Fire away!

I usually try to avoid using two "of"s close to each other. Even though it's grammatically okay, double words usually lessen the weight of the word.

Now that I look at it... the first can be changed into an 'in'. Yeah, I hate repeating words in sentences. Even those prepositions... I'll edit that.

Hm? I've never heard of this technique being used to ignite flames before. What I have heard of is striking flint together to generate sparks, but this seems very hard to do with wood. Care to explain?

Yeah, I know. But it didn't say a thing about it creating fire. Remember a door opening? The doors are wooden, at least the fancy ones. They open up and they have a sheet of paper (any kind) masking a frame that look like this:

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Just that the frames are bigger, and the fact that the bottom half is entirely wood. Add the wood collision and the wooden doors together and wala! Self-explainitory.

And I'm always happy to explain. Anyone have any questions? I can answer them and/or prod you in a helpful direction. ^.^

...And that's it for my very first non-pokemon fan fiction review!

Congrats! ^.^

~PEACE~

 

[Literate]

~+*Chapter 1: A Wintry Death*+~

Well, here's the next chapter.

Rating: PG-13

Violence: Yes, but not much.

Disclaimer: This character is mine. No touchy! ^.^'

Glossary:

--Dong Tian = Winter

Now onto the chapter!

~+*Chapter 1: A Wintry Death*+~
~Dong Tian—Twelfth Moon—Quarter~​

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‘I need a lead. A good one, if I want to find him before anyone else does.’

I walked on top the earthen wall, slowly, and steady, but quickly enough so I would not be seen, not like anyone can see me in this minuscule blizzard. The mud was falling apart, and with each step I took, the dirt crumbled off. It was Dong Tian, the snow season, and I thought the earth would’ve been frozen off, especially with the feeble excuse for a brick wall. I thought wrong. It was true, just that it didn’t really apply to the dry dirt.

‘But for now, I should just hurry and get going with another job. I believe that I’ve kept my work load piled up. I should at least do one now, before the night is over.’

When I set my right foot down to take another step, I felt the ground beneath me disappear suddenly. I yanked back my leg so I wouldn’t fall; I had enough misfortunes this week already.

‘Ah! There’s no more wall.’

Seeing I had no more enthusiasm in balancing on a one-foot-width raised platform, I jumped. My cloak billowed harshly, the wind rushing through it when I landed softly on the surface of the knee-deep snow.

‘Good, I didn’t bump into anything. Curse the snowstorm. Always impairing me of a sense at the worst possible time.’

~

The midnight air was crisp as can be, yet the snow was still in my way. The thin flakes flying into my mouth and a hazard by plugging up my ear, it was no wonder that I hated Dong Tian the most.

‘Have I? Have I gone the wrong way?’

Thinking that I might’ve mistakenly wandered in the opposite direction, I felt the rock pillar that was supporting the gates.

‘Smooth, not much dirt, no grooves or indentions...’

It was a little trick I had, identifying a person’s vicinity by the pillar, when troubled with snow. Of course, I had to ask the requestor to provide this information; else I wouldn’t fulfill the job offered. I felt my heart lighten up, and thought back to the reaction when I asked him.

“Now that you had told me of all my expected requirements, I ask you in return to obtain one little snippet of information I might happen to need, sir,” I said in a most business-like voice.

“What? You said-” His voice trembled slightly. I figured that they don’t like being in my presence.

“I said that there was a reason that at winter my rates drop low. It’s because I require more information.”

“What— What is it? I mean, what is this information you wish us to seek?” It was feebler than before, like he wanted to leave immediately. He must’ve picked up my tone, annoyance. Though I wasn’t irritated at the disturbance he caused, I can mean it.

“Just one question I want answered. No more.” He gulped, possibly in fear. “What does this individual’s gates’ pillars look like?”

I believed I had just struck him dumbfounded. “Uh—what?”

“You heard me, find out what they look like. And when you do, I’ll set out to do your job at once.”

And so I delayed it for several days or more. He wasn’t complaining; besides he asked me to do it in my leisure time.

‘Alright, playtime is up. Got to find somewhere to go in first...’

The snow level was ankle high; it only left frost on my leather boots. As usual, the height of the wall was only seven feet; measured by me jumping up and nearly touching the top. The conditions were perfect: the ground was hard-packed with snow, creating a good foundation; the wall was only gate-high, short enough to jump over; and it was dead of night, in the middle of Dong Tian. No one would expect it.

I crouched into stance and applied the loose pressure onto my soles. Releasing the force suddenly, I hurtled over the wall, only touching the surface with a brush of my hand. I landed softly on my feet, a feat one can only do if trained hard enough. It was now out of my way, and now I was free to continue my job. Now...I was in.

~

I ran down the sideways of the house, with extreme caution, which was my policy for stalking unnoticeably. And if I was not wrong, the person lived in the room farthest from the gate. Somewhere near the end, the ground turned into snow.

‘He said that this house’s boundary made a square. So I’m on the other side of the gates already. Which means...the person is nearby.’

From my weapon pouch, I drew out a round rock the size of my palm. To find out if I got the right room, I had another tactic I liked to use. The distraction or lure, as I liked to call it, was usually something big and heavy. In my studies, I happened to know that most of the nobles had a lot of miscellaneous and useless things in their dwellings for obvious decoration. Add two and two together and it’s a proper wake-up call.

‘Let’s see if I got the right person.’

I flung the stone through the paper window, any of the many of them.

CRASH!

I stood expectantly, on the snow, awaiting. ‘Now to wait for him to awake—’

“Wuh? What’s going on?” A shadow of a person looking frantically around was emitted through the thin sheet.

‘—to notice the damage—’

“What happened to that vase?! I paid millions of yen for that!” the voice echoed throughout the halls.

I managed to mutter between my breaths. "Then you shouldn't have bought it."

‘—to see the hole—’

“No! That was the finest rice paper I ever found!”

I released an impaitent growl; this person was so predictable. “The more fine, the more fragile,” I retorted softly.

‘—to put all the pieces together—’ I murmured something that sounded like “I doubt he can...”

“Someone threw a rock and broke my vase! I’ll get whoever done it!” rang from within. With him that loud, the neighboring occupants could arouse from their sleep. No movements were detected though. I returned my focus on the door. In any moment, he could come out.

‘Right....now.’

A clacking noise escaped the room; he had pushed the doors open. I recognized a state of silence came upon his curses; he was scared and in shock. The timing was nearly perfect also.

“Why, hello, there,” I pulled a face of non-assurance. “How nice is it to meet you. Lovely night, is it not?”

Judging by the garbled speech he had presented me, he was badly frightened. I admired the amount of bravery he showed; most people would cower at my feet. ‘Not bad for a grown man.’

I swiftly moved onto the concrete walkway, directly in front of him. “I will ask you again, is it a beautiful night?”

“Yes—yes, it is,” mumbled the man in pretence confidence.

‘I got him cornered now. All I have to do is confirm his identity.’

“You work in the royal armory, forming the metals, do you not?” I asked him suddenly. A gasp was his reaction; he was the right man. ‘So far, so good.’

“How—how do you know?”

“Well, it’s easy. Hope it comes to you as no surprise. Someone,” I reached into my weapon bag once again. I felt around and grasped the longest and the sharpest stick in my possession. I could feel, while still keeping my face towards him.

“Someone what?” His voice grew rickety and grew small; though a squeak might not classify as the tone that he had said it in.

“Someone,” I paused for the tensing effect. I looked as though I was pondering to tell him more. I finished, “—wants you dead.”

Immediately after, I raised the knife and plunged it, lest I missed, in the only spot I could feel comfortable aiming at, the heart. A terrible scream echoed throughout the halls, the price I made to even kill him in the first place. Liquid squirted out of the wound and my right glove became moist.

I made a mental note to wash it later, but the man was deemed strong so I waited for some activity. None. I grabbed a chubby arm of his and felt his pulse. None. I felt where the blade was embedded; it had pierced the chest and broken through his rib cage. It was a death strike.

I pulled the metal out of his flesh; he was too heavy to lift, so I left him to rot there. I cleaned the murder weapon with the snow and tucked it back into the pouch. I reached into another pouch that hung on my sash; a crisp sheet of paper emerged from it. I let it float in the breeze; it would land somewhere near the corpse. Turning my back to the scene, I returned where I came from.

‘I’m done with this job. Now for the others..’

~

~End​

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WooO~ Mystery~

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[Astinus]

oO I'm not sure of this, but...did you have a grammar mistake?

“What happened to that vase?! I paid millions of yen for that!” I managed to mutter between my breaths. “Then you shouldn’t have bought it.”

“No! That was the finest rice paper I ever found!” I released an impaitent growl; this person was so predictable. “The more fine, the more fragile,” I retorted softly.

Both of those seem like they should be two paragraphs, each line of dialogue in its own. But, knowing you, I wonder if you missed that, or did so on purpose. So I won't harp on it long.

I walked on top the earthen wall,

It sounds better in my head as "atop" or "on top of." That's just me, so it might sound right to others. :/

My cloaked billowed harshly,

Just make it "cloak." It's a noun there, not a verb. ^^

And it's always good when there's murder in the first chapter. Makes for a good read. ^^ So, yes, I would like to be on the PM list.

 

[Literate]

Yello!

oO I'm not sure of this, but...did you have a grammar mistake?

Maybe, maybe not. I never said that I was perfect, did I?

Both of those seem like they should be two paragraphs, each line of dialogue in its own. But, knowing you, I wonder if you missed that, or did so on purpose. So I won't harp on it long.

I know. I left it like that. Because no one can hear it, right? Besides, it's short.

It sounds better in my head as "atop" or "on top of." That's just me, so it might sound right to others. :/

I dunno! ^.^' On top seems fine as it is...

Just make it "cloak." It's a noun there, not a verb. ^^

*looks up* Pwhee! >.< I can't believe I typed that! I'll edit it.

And it's always good when there's murder in the first chapter. Makes for a good read.

Actually, this was supposed to be the second chapter, but I switched the first and second, since it was going in chronological order. ^.^ The first chapter had major hints, but I think it's fine as a second chapter. It has an event that refers to later chapters. ^.^

I loved writing this chapter. In fact, I was having so much fun, I nearly made this character seem evil, which "they" aren't. So I had to change a bit. My favorite bit is...

To find out if I got the right room, I had another tactic I liked to use. The distraction or lure, as I liked to call it, was usually something big and heavy. In my studies, I happened to know that most of the nobles had a lot of miscellaneous and useless things in their dwellings for obvious decoration. Add two and two together and it’s a proper wake-up call.

Did you know what the assassin decide to do? That was fun to write! ^.^

So, yes, I would like to be on the PM list.

Will do!

~PEACE~