The Brotherhood

Birds scattered throughout the green plains of planet Namek. The yellow sun always illuminated the town in every village except for one just on the back of the planet. It was for outcasts, wash-ups. People who were different from the peaceful society. Ritzusen was one of them. The Saiyan was all for peace and tranquility or whatever, but his Saiyan heritage would sometimes cause him to lash out on others for petty reasons like if they had stepped on his shoe or were walking on the left side instead of the right. He was even kicked out of the village for screaming at a young Namekian boy after he playfully threw a weird fruit and hit him in his abdomen.

Ritzusen's legs were crossed while his arms were laying at his sides. His hands touched his knees and his fingers were clasped around his shin. His head hung down near a bright orange flame in which illuminated his face. The Saiyan soon lifted his hand up into the air and allowed a branding iron to sizzle onto his skin. Flesh burned from the hot metal on the back of his hand. There was an imprint of a symbol. It was like a teardrop shape with a circle around it. It left the part of the skin where it had branded, black. The Saiyan jumped back in pain and held his hand. Smoke came from it and the room began to smell like pork for an odd reason.

"The pain will go away," A man in a white hood spoke.

He was wearing a hooded white suit with many different slots. Some contained weapons and others contained ancient relics. One was recognizable as the Apple of Eden. Ritzusen began to rub his singed hand and began to blow on it. He had now noticed the facial hair on the man and his wrist attachment. His accent was that of an italian man and he seemed to be middle-aged. A shadow cast over the rest of his face. A blade soon popped from his wrist and caused Ritzusen to jump. The fire gave it a glimmer and caused it to shine.

"Welcome to the Brotherhood."

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The Saiyan continued to rub his hand in small pain. Smoke still came from it but the smoke was less thick now. Ritzusen looked up at the Italian man and awaited for his speech. The hooded assassin placed a hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. A connection between the two sparked as if they were somehow alike. As if he was looking into the eyes of his ancestor.

"You have been given the creed," He spoke, "And the mark. Now for your suit of armor and my name. I'm am Ezio Auditore da firenze."

Ritzusen gave him a weird look at first for he had an odd name. The Saiyan then translated that the man was from Firenze. A town in the country of Florence. It was small but was suitable for a man of his age and personality. This was also the town in which his father and brothers were murdered brutally and unjustly. Ezio got his revenge, but was still an assassin and had his work to do. He motioned for the Saiyan to follow him to a small opening in the cave in which they rested. There was a skull on the wall which seemed scary to the new assassin. Ezio brought his right hand up after crouching down. His left hung off of his left knee. He then grabbed the eyesockets of the skeleton and pulled them out.

Just as soon as he pulled his fingers out of the skeleton's eye sockets, the wall decoration split apart and caused the skeleton to turn upside down and start to slide back into its former position. There was a rumble which startled the Saiyan and caused him to grab the ground. He was crouched down just as Ezio was and still watched what was happening. It was a trap door opening in which allowed a part of the stone wall to open and slide upwards. The assassin put his hand into the trap door and grabbed clothing similar to his and handed them to Ritzusen in both hands. This was to show reverance to the outfit for it was sacred.

"This is your assassin's clothing and it will allow you to become a blade in the crowd. Wear it at all times to keep your face covered and away from others that seek to destroy you. I have taught you how to use this suit and now you must use it. Remember the creed as you strike in the crowds. You know your first target don't you?"

"Alex Krauss," Ritzusen spoke.

Ezio nodded and looked over towards an opening in the cave. He waved goodbye and soon flipped into the pile. Hay flew up as the assassin hit his back inside of the bale. He quickly jumped out and started to run to an unknown destination. Ritzusen began to fool with his hidden blade that had been given to him by Ezio and soon copied the same procedure as he did. hay was now in his mouth and caused him to spit. The Saiyan jumped out and lifted into the air. He had his new gear on now and was ready for battle. He was now, an assassin.

OOC: Shortn sweet. Will be continued in next regular rp. This should be treated as just an rp not training.

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Ready for grade.

Ready for grade.

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