The Assassin's Guild

'The name's Dimitri.'

"Nice. I'm Aquarius. Assassin rank 12."

'Rank 12?'

"Yeah. There are 13 ranks of assassinhood. You've got Guildmaster at 1, his assisstants at 2, all the way down to initiates at 13."

'What about people who break the rules? Are they rank 14?'

"If you break the rules, you'll be face down in some gutter waiting for the crows to find you."

And thus was the beginning of, if not a strong, a normal, or a spoken, a good relationship.

Soon Dimitri was put too work. Combat training mingled along with studies. Dimitri picked up several nasty ways to kill people, if not from his teachers, the drunks. They were a stable constant in an insane life.

Still, despite the lessons from the Drunks and his friendship in Aquarius, Dimitri began to feel what is often called by the Assassin's Guild "The 13th Gloom".

"Dimitri! What are you doing?!"

'I'm looking at the clouds.'

"What's wrong?"

'Nothing's wrong, Aquarius.'

"13th Gloom, ay?"

'Yeah...'

"C'mon. I've got an idea that'll help some."
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