Epilogue - Infiltrator

I stepped down from the wagon and looked around. The academy was plainly visible, a large square monster of a building squatting on the top of the high ground. 

Moving out of the way, so the rest of the passengers could disembark, I collected my small bag of belongings from the coach driver, and began the last leg of my journey on foot, towards my destination.

It had taken quite some time to get here. Glancing at the residents from under my hood as I walked along just reinforced how far away I was from my homeland. Not that they would see anything strange looking at me. Disguise was a basic skill I had long ago mastered.

I'm what some call an Infiltrator, although the few who know of us tend to call us different things. Spy, assassin, saboteur, in truth those are all also correct, as our skills encompass all of those things. We are not large in number, as not many survive the brutal training regimen, which starts from an extremely young age. It is carried out in utter secrecy, within the hidden and vast headquarters of our organisation. 

Out of my class of thirty, four had graduated. Apparently that was about average. The ones who hadn't made it… hadn't made it. 

I had finished top of my class. My personal tutor had informed me my scores were amongst the highest on record. Then she had brutally punched me in the stomach and told me not to get cocky about it. I was still a young brat. 

One day I would go back and kill her for that.

Back to now.

This was my first major mission, and it had been stressed that it would test even my skills to the limit. As usual, I had no idea of who had employed me; that went through my guild master, and I wasn't even sure she knew the identity of the one who had placed the contract.

Mine was a world of secrets, shadows, deceit and death. 

This world I was entering though, was a bustling one, full of students of all ages, bright eyed and bursting with enthusiasm. I would really have to work to fit in here. 

Gritting my teeth, I walked over the drawbridge, into the academy. 

Despite what I had been told, I didn't expect to be here very long. I mean, even if I had to make it look like an accident, how hard would it be to kill a five year old boy?

Chuckling to myself, I entered the massive structure, and merged in with the crowd of students. 

This was going to be fun.

 ~ End of Book 1 ~

 Next: Book 2: Academy - Available on Am'zon and KU - http://mybook.to/MurderousIntent2

 Book 3 (Royal Pains) also available, with Book 4 coming soon! 

 (Jun 2024)