Screw it, I'll force myself to give it one more try. If the next post doesn't go well, this fanfic is done for.
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I watched as the newcomer to the Brotherhood got up from the table and left the room. Actually, he was a higher rank than all of us, even though he joined only weeks ago. Lucien and Vicente both loved the guy as if he were a child, and they were the parents. Or something like that. The guy svcked up to them all the time, did every contract asked, and was showered in coins for it. I hated him. I've been in the Brotherhood for years and I'm an Eliminator, while the new guy is already a damned Silencer. I had no clue if anyone else hated him, either, but M'raaj-Dar was ferocious with the kid. But then again, he was ferocious with everyone.
Not only did I dislike the newcomer, I didn't trust him either. He would leave the sanctuary from days at a time, and come back without speaking a word to anyone but Lachance and Valtieri. I don't think he even tells them what he does. He was hiding something, and I wanted to find out what. I ripped out a piece of my apple with my teeth and swallowed it. I took a drink of wine, and stood up from the chair. I wasn't hungry at all.
As I left the room into the foyer of the sanctuary, I noticed the newcomer was gone. I looked past the pillars, and across the room, still with no sight of the newcomer. I then lost interest, not understanding why I even cared. I made my way across the foyer and pushed open the thick wooden doors to the barracks. I trotted past Gogron smashing down a dummy and Telaendril summoning some sort of apparition.
I slumped onto my cot and brought the sheets to my face. It was a cold night and I didn't want my face cold. I checked around me to make sure Lucien wouldn't sneak up on me again, then went to sleep. I later woke up from a sore throat. I pulled the sheets from my face and yawned loudly, swinging my feet to the other side of the bed and climbing up. I rubbed my eyes, and opened them. I stared at the horror before me. Gogron's headless body was leaning against the wall, and Telaendril with her neck completely ripped apart. I gagged, and darted from the room.
I opened up into the foyer to find Ocheeva's limbless body hanging from the ceiling and Vicente's head smashed to the floor. I threw up, and began running away. I ran to the ladder, and pulled myself to the top to find the hatch locked. I searched my pockets frantically, but my key was gone. I slid down the ladder and sprinted to the stone door, the main entrance. I pounded the door rapidly trying to get it open, but it wouldn't budge.
The door was locked, and there was no way out of the sanctuary. I looked behind me to see the new member approaching me with an enormous axe. I was astounded at how the small Bosmer could carry such a heavy weapon, but what surprised me more was how he hadn't found me yet. It could've been because my face was covered. As the Bosmer closed in on me, I continued my failed attempts to open the door.
The Bosmer heaved the axe onto his shoulder. I watched as his muscles exploded and his veins were shown through his skin. He brought the axe above his head, and with all his power, swung it down toward me. I ducked down and rolled under his legs, and saw him smash right through the stone door. He turned to me, grimacing, and then brought the axe back up to hs shoulder, ready to swing again. I recovered and got back up, and dashed right past him before he could harm me.
I burst through the door into the old abandoned house, and reached the front door, kicking it open. I kept running until I finally got out of the city, and began going out into the countryside. I stopped myself, and stared around me. That Bosmer would be here any second. I loudly whistled. The sound echoed into the night. From the green of the forest, I saw my horse, Raiilen trot toward me. It stopped at my side, and I then climbed onto her back. I pulled its mane a little, giving it the signal to go. Raiilen began going back into the forest with me on her. I turned back behind me, and just before Cheydinhal became a speck on the horizon, the Bosmer came from the city, and stared in my exact direction. I didn't stop.
I turned back in front of me, pulled down my hood, and rested my head on Raiilen's neck. I sighed loudly. How I just got out alive was beyond me, but the real paradox here was why the newcomer betrayed us. I knew something was up, but I had to figure out what was going on. I then realized that Lucien wasn't in the sanctuary; if he wasn't there, then he couldn't have been dead. I had to find him and confront him about this. I closed my eyes in attempt to get some more sleep, and Raiilen knew where she was going. I always called her if I needed to get to my safehouse, and she knew the usual route.