She followed, a weary hand placed on her sword. Something just didnâ€™t feel right but she couldnâ€™t put her mind on it. She looked to the roofs expecting an ambush at any minute. The lore of battle made her on edge. Her mouth formed into a harsh line, feeling the tension rise. Her heart pounded as adrenaline took to her veins. She couldnâ€™t stand it, but why had she gotten so worked up about it?<br/><br/>She started to wonder if she should have brought back up. She already suffered one loss of a mission, would there be another? Her mind filled with self-doubt, and all she could do was keep a straight face. She didnâ€™t want to add to a pile of problems already presented before her. A restless child, an argument, guards, and an important missionâ€¦her problems could wait.<br/><br/>She looked to Emanuel feeling his struggle to keep composure. She knew that it was a burden, but he truly knew more than her concerning Templar guards and their posts. She couldnâ€™t help but feel that only a select few would actually be informed to change positions. Word couldnâ€™t have gotten out that quick, could it? It was only a few hours ago that she had even met Emanuel, could Templars really have the ability to tell everyone in their squadron? Either way she kept her mouth shut about her questions, wanting to eliminate as much noise as she could. She need only listen right now.<br/><br/>She walked up near Emanuel seeing he had something to say, she listened and returned his statement with a wan smile. â€œSwimmingly is the way Iâ€™m seeing it, but I too feel your worry. Something just doesnâ€™t seem quite rightâ€¦â€ She unhooked her whip from her belt loop and clutched it tightly in her hand, â€œJust stay here, the gate is only a few blocks away. If you hear a fight find a way around it and get out. I will keep them off. Iâ€™ll whistle if itâ€™s ok to follow.â€<br/><br/>She walked off from the group, taking one last glance at the family before she turned a corner. Up ahead she saw the gate, guarded as usual. At least that had not surprised her. She walked closer and she could feel their eyes on her. Surely they wouldnâ€™t attack her alone would they?<br/><br/>From what she could tell four Militia stood guard, but something in her gut made her believe they had hidden more. She walked closer and closer but nothing happened. She was now about ten feet away from them, but all they could do was look at her.<br/><br/>â€œSorry Miss,â€ the last one on the right began while walking toward her, â€œThe city is on lockdown, I am going to have to ask you to go home.â€<br/>She stood still, as he got face to face with her.<br/>â€œLockdown huh?â€ Alexandra smiled, â€œWhat caused this lockdown?â€<br/>â€œUhâ€¦I cannot tell you that,â€ He said sternly.<br/>â€œPityâ€¦â€ She sighed, â€œLooks like, you are of no use to me then!â€<br/><br/>She plunged her hidden blade deep into his torso, a pool of blood flowing freely from the wound she had inflicted. The other Militia pulled their swords out, as she let her victim fall to the ground. She cracked her whip, making it go around one of their necks. She pulled on her whip as she drew her sword. The Militia on the other end sliced her whip with a swing of his sword, the other two drawing closer to her.<br/><br/>â€œWell?â€ She smiled tauntingly, â€œCome on.â€<br/>One came at her with full force, but she countered quickly, diving her sword through his neck. Another came and she ducked just in time to miss his blade, she snaked her broken whip around his feet making him fall to the ground. She took that moment to stab him quickly in the back. The last one remained, finally recovered from her choking him. He ran quickly at her, and with a small movement her sword met contact with his. The clang of the metal ringing out across the area, she only hoped that Emanuel had heard it. She lifted her leg, pushing the Templar away from her with a kick, her left hand dropping her whip and grabbing a throwing knife behind her back. The guard regained his balance, and looked at her only long enough to see a knife in her hands. Swiftly she threw it, hitting him in the left eye, killing him instantly.<br/><br/>â€œStop right there, Assassin!â€ A voice cried out from up above the wall surrounding the city. She looked up seeing a group of about eleven staring back at her, ten of them pointing arrows right to her. She heard clanging of heavy armor on the street behind her; she turned seeing more guards approaching her.<br/><br/>â€œAn ambush,â€ She frowned whispering to herself. She bit her lip in nervousness.<br/>â€˜Of course it had to be at the gate! Where else would it be?!â€™ She fumed to herself her rage building insider her, â€˜I hope everyone is doing better than me at least.â€™<br/>She looked down her hood hiding her face from view, as she accepted what was going to happen. Total annihilation.