Imagine protecting Sherlock from blighters and telling him your true job

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I breathed heavily as bodies of blighters laid dead at my feet

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I breathed heavily as bodies of blighters laid dead at my feet. I put my cane sword and hidden blades up and saw Sherlock with wide eyes. 

I was about to speak when Sherlock said, "Your a killer, Crystal."

"I know Sherlock. Just let me explain it and why." I looked at him with pleading eyes.

What felt like hours when Sherlock sigh deeply. "Fine. Tell me why your like this, Crystal."

I took a deep breath and spoked, " I'm an Assassin. Including my older brother and sister, Jacob and Evie."

"But why are you and your family assassins?"

"Because we're in a secrecy war that no one knows about that been going on for over two thousand years, Sherlock. We swore that we assassins will protect this world from the Templars and protect the pieces of Eden."

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