I do NOT own Percy Jackson, nor Heroes of Olympus, Rick Riordan does
I do NOT own Assassins Creed, Ubisoft does

In a dark room only lit by torches and candles, three hooded figures sit above a kneeling woman who looked around twenty-three years old. They are studying her, looking her up and down before muttering to one another. After several long minutes, the three figures turned to the woman.

Third Person POV:

"Nothing is True, Everything is Permitted. This is the saying we have been living by for thousands of years, created by the first of our kind, these few words encompass everything that we do. To say that nothing is true, is to realize that the foundations of society are fragile, and that we must be the shepherds of our own civilization. To say that everything is permitted, is to understand that we are the architects of our actions, and that we must live with their consequences, whether glorious or tragic." the middle said with wise old voice

"Those of us who follow this creed find themselves among the greats of history, though some do stray from it's path, they eventually return to it and prosper." the far left figure said with a gruff voice and a New York accent, one that undoubtedly belonged to a male

"We exist to protect the people against the Templar order that intends to force complete rule over us." the far right one said with a smooth tone that belonged to a woman

"Do you swear on your life to uphold this creed? To give your life in the name of freedom if the need should arise?" the three spoke in unison

"Yes, I swear" the woman said

"Then we welcome you to the brotherhood, Miss Sally Jackson" the middle man said

"Thank you Mentor" Sally said

A/N: I am working on a schedule (VERY rough) and will stick to it. It will be like how some people put out YouTube videos. I will tell you all what order I will update my stories so that they all get updated.

~Major Nich