Amnesiac #6 The stranger led me through what looked like a sewage system underground. It certainly smelt like a sewage. Yuck. Dead ahead was a gold door and it looked high in value. Maybe if I got a pick axe I could steal some on the way out. Since they are all Assassains I think I shouldn't pick at the gold doors. With a loud bang, the doors flung open and revealed a pale man who looked like some sort of Edward Cullen wanna' be. "Who is this lass?" the Edward wanna' be muttered, whilst grabbing a glass of red wine and downed it in one "What does she want?!" "Boss, this is Verity, she's amazing with a gun, and in military skills. I don't even think she needs training. Consider her?" the guy who brought me here practically begged as he got on one knee. Proposal, ha, no. "Leave us." he gurgled and everyone scuttled out. I realised I still had the gun I stole from the guy who pointed it at me on the street just because I was curious. It was still loaded and if I got into any trouble; maybe I could just be some sort of ninja and shoot them all. "Hey kid. My fellow Assassain Jack thinks you have potential. What are your thoughts?" he questioned. "All I care about it getting my #life back on track. Some sort of apartment and money, that's all I need. If you supply me with a decent weapon I could show you what I am made of right here, where I stand." I over confidently explained. Thing is, I still haven't remembered a thing about myself, I surprised myself earlier with the whole gun melarky. I am pretty certain I can do it again.