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Billy settled in on the couch next to his older sister Li, who was talking to their new recruit. A petite 20-ish woman by the name of Emma Cullen.
Emma was smiling prettily, her eyes twinkling with mirth at whatever Li was telling her, her thin limbs curled up into the plush chair she was settled in, white sweater and grey slacks clinging to her frame. She looked at him and tilted her head. "Billy? Are you alright?"
Li looked at her younger brother worriedly and then smiled and looked back at the other woman. "It's alright Emma. His face always looks like he's constipated."
Li earned a throw pillow to the face for her remark, which prompted her to tackle her younger sibling off of his seat and onto the floor, both of them laughing and wrestling.
Above them they heard a throat being cleared and they looked up into the amused eyes of the assassin den's Dai.
"Children please. Behave yourselves."
From his vantage point on the ground, head and vision upside down, Billy caught sight of two people passing by inside the den area. One was a large intimidating colored man and the other was fair haired, streaks of ashen hair on his head, and pale skinned though his face looked like he'd seen battles.
When he rolled over to sit up, both men were already gone.
Billy looked up at the Dai who was busy chastising him and his sister and forgot about the men when the Dai prompted them to respond, the "Yessir, sorry sir." falling easily from their mouths, so rehearsed it was synchronized now.
*
Together, a few hours later, the three of them left the den and moved toward their target. A small bank downtown where it was said that the templars were hiding a weapon and cash stash.
As per agreement Li took Emma around the back and Billy went through the front, posing as a son of one of the bank users to get into the back to let the girls in. Once inside the three of them made their way to one of the guard rooms, going to slip in and check the monitors.
They never got that far.
Once they got down into the hall the guard rooms was located in a series of alarms went off and the far end of the hall and all the doors along the corridor sealed up and soldiers blocked off their backtracking route.
From behind the group of soldiers came a man, dragging another that was bound with his hands behind his back and a bag on his head. The first man smiled at them enigmatically and gave a mock bow.
"I am Bartholomew Bogue, the proprietor of this fine establishment you find yourselves in. And while I am curious as to how I am less than surprised to actually find you here." He knocks the bagged man onto the floor. "And I'm not even surprised as to who they chose. As proof.." he pulls the bag off the man's head and Emma makes a choked sound.
"Matthew!"
Bogue smirks at her. "Yes. Your precious husband." He tilts his head at her and she darts forward, hidden blade engaging and Li reaches out to grab her and the moment before she can a gunshot rips through the air and Billy, standing behind his sister, is hit with the bloodsplatter when she falls.
Emma's scream tears through his shock and he grabs her, pulling her through the group of soldiers before they can react and behind him he hears a second gunshot, signalling the end of Matthew's life as well.