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Assassin's Creed: Fanfic: black earth
Title: black earth
Fandom: Assassin's Creed
Rating: Teen & Up
Length: 131
Summary: Kassandra learns her trade on the job.
Kassandra picks her way through the undergrowth, slow as a snake warming itself in the sun. She doesn't need eyesight to track her prey, but noise - that might alert more of the bandits than she is prepared to take on. Even if she is Spartan - she is not and will never be Kaphallonian - she has not reached her full growth or strength.
She reaches a shadowed dip of rock, half hidden by a bush covered with with half ripe berries, and settles into a crouch to wait for her target to step into reach. The camp's inhabitants are moving about, cooking a bird over the fire, fletching arrows, standing what might be called watch nearest the road, but sooner or later - there.
She rises.
The earth drinks.