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    #15 Shades of Gray: Motto Of The Assassins Guild- Hilt Of The Dagger
    #15 Shades of Gray: Motto Of The Assassins Guild- Hilt Of The Dagger
    #15 Shades of Gray: Motto Of The Assassins Guild- Hilt Of The Dagger
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    #15 Shades of Gray: Motto Of The Assassins Guild- Hilt Of The Dagger

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    The Shades Of Gray Series follows the adventures of Kat, a woman with no memory of her past who is called the Pandora Project by those who hunt her, and Kim, a woman leading the life of a legal assassin called a Life Closer. The world they live in is plagued by clouds that prevent the sun from shining down on the land called Dry Clouds, making all who live in Noir forced to live in endless night.

    Kat searches for clues to her past while androids called Un-Men and human bounty hunters try to kill her, and Kim searches for who murdered her mother. The two women's paths collide, and they form a shaky partnership to unravel the mysteries that haunt their lives and they try to protect one another from those who do not wish for them to discover the truth.

    Everyone's soul is marked by a color. Which shade of gray will they hold to?

    #15 Shades of Gray: Motto of the Assassins Guild- Hilt of the Dagger:

    The Hand and the Foot face off in the Dragon's Teeth, the city of the Assassins Guild.

    **Shades of Gray Series**

    (STARTING POINT QUADRILOGY)
    #1 Shades of Gray: Noir, City Shrouded By Darkness
    #2 Shades of Gray: From Moscow, With Love
    #3 Shades of Gray: Cerberus Versus Pandora
    #4 Shades of Gray: Sisters

    (ZOMBIE TWILIGHT QUADRILOGY)
    #5 Shades of Gray: Night Of The Twilight- The Chimera Strain
    #6 Shades of Gray: Dawn Of The Twilight- Outbreak
    #7 Shades of Gray: Day Of The Twilight- Patient Zero
    #8 Shades of Gray: Land Of The Twilight- Closing of Days

    (MYTHS AND DESPAIR QUADRILOGY)
    #9 Shades of Gray: Rise of the Gorgons
    #10 Shades of Gray: Woe To The Watcher
    #11 Shades of Gray: Woe To The One Who Has Held His Heart's Tongue
    #12 Shades of Gray: Woe To The One Who Thought They Could Only Hurt

    (ASSASSINS GUILD ORIGINS QUADRILOGY)
    #13 Shades of Gray: Creed of the Assassins Guild- Blade of the Dagger
    #14 Shades of Gray: Axiom of the Assassins Guild- Steel of the Dagger
    #15 Shades of Gray: Motto of the Assassins Guild- Hilt of the Dagger
    #16 Shades of Gray: Precept of the Assassins Guild- Edge of the Dagger

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    PublisherKristie Lynn Higgins
    Release dateSep 15, 2014
    ISBN9781311837264
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      #15 Shades of Gray - Kristie Lynn Higgins

      Shades of Gray #15

      Motto Of The Assassins Guild

      Hilt Of The Dagger

      Kristie Lynn Higgins

      SHADES OF GRAY: Motto Of The Assassins Guild- Hilt Of The Dagger

      Text Copyright © 2014 by Kristie Lynn Higgins

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      Table of Contents

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      Chapter Sixteen

      Chapter Seventeen

      Chapter Eighteen

      Chapter Nineteen

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      Rushlight Perfect and Rushlight Incomplete

      names given to two.

      The Hand and the Foot

      names given to fools and the hopeful.

      These names shall interchange

      if all falls apart.

      Time paces back and forth

      like a tigress in her cage

      looking for whom she may devour.

      Names are important

      and have great meaning.

      A tigress has great power

      and an instinct to protect.

      God, help us in our time of need

      Help us prevent the fall.

      Time is running out.

      Time is closing in.

      Help us! Help us!

      From the Assembled Works

      Ginn L. Irynkissgthie 525 B.D.C.

      Chapter One

      Motto Of The Assassins Guild

      Before the end of book #14...

      32 A.D.C...

      November 7...

      Sunday...

      Central City...

      The Dragon's Teeth, Faiths Quarter...

      Near Mother of Our King Cathedral Church...

      Cleopatra's view...

      Master Kalio, Grace O'Malley, and the Raven leave the safe house for their mission to collect more of the Dragon's Tear. I thought I would have to get rid of them all at once, but the Foot have made things easier for me by splitting up the group. I turn to the Wolf, after hearing them ride off into the distance on horseback, and I prepare to strike while the others are gone. I know I have to act swiftly, but I'm hesitant and this is a rare experience for me. I'm usually swift and to the point, driving my blade or arrow into my Mark without thought of the right or wrong of it. I usually hold true to the Motto of the Assassins Guild, Hilt of the Dagger. I firmly hold to and endure pain and hardship.

      My life has been full of pain and hardship, unbelievably full of it. I have learned to endure it through blood and tears. No one has been there for me, and no one will.

      I reflect on the last line of the motto. My destiny is in my own hand, and I wield it like a well balanced sword. In most cases this is true, but today... I feel as if an outside force is trying to influence me to reject what I hold dear. This unknown force wants me to turn away from the path I've taken, the path I had to take to survive in this world. I can't shake the feeling that what I'm about to do is so terribly wrong. I should have no conscience, so I should have no doubts or misgivings. This unexpected sensation is so frustrating.

      Why am I uncertain of the necessary task before me? I only need to slay the Wolf and eliminate Rushlight Incomplete. I glance in at the sleeping Kat and see the cloaked she-demon that hides within the one who poses as innocent. I've seen her true nature. She can't hide or fool me. I have waited countless years to enact my revenge upon her. Today will be the day. They both deserve to die a horrible death. Knowing all of this, why am I unsure of the course I must take? I need to clear my head of doubts, so I tell the Wolf that I'm going on patrol and head for the church.

      Alone in the devastated building, I check on my bow and quiver I have hidden behind some rubble. They're still there, so I leave them and go sit in a pew and look toward the front of the church. Destruction and reminders of death surround me. I remember the day the bomb detonated. Many people lost their lives, but not the intended victims. I had come so close to eliminating the Foot that day, but some unseen force intervened. Is that same force still giving aid to the other side?

      I glare up at the ceiling as if pleading for answers. Why give aid to them back then? Why not give aid to me when I needed it? You have left me alone all of this time to my own devices. Do you mock my human attempts by placing things for me to stumble over?

      The mostly intact statue of a woman holding a baby catches my eye, and heart breaking memories flood my mind. How I would hold them in my arms and... Why must misery follow me? Why can't I ever hold on to what I truly want?

      I continue to stare at the ceiling, left with only my questions. It would seem I'm on my own again as I've been on my own for most of my life. My father would quote to me from a useless book, something about Romans. My father's words now ring through my ears.

      Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.

      Good? All I see is evil around me. Evil can't be overcome by good. Evil must fight evil. I'll become the instrument of evil. I'll destroy the she-demon even if it costs me my own soul, though I believe my soul perished long ago with those two who I cherished the most. Why take away my most beloved...

      I exhale loudly. I allowed myself to think of them again, but dwelling on a past that snatched away my hope will do me no good. I stand as if I'm ready to return and finish my task. The uncertainty's still within me, but I go ahead and I return to the safe house. The walk back seems extra long. I enter the safe house once the Wolf lets me in, and we go to the bedroom as the smell of soup fills the air. The she-demon's awake and performing her part again of would be savior. She must notice the uncertainty that's still in my heart and tries to use it against me.

      The she-demon says, It looks like you have a lot on your mind about something. Want to talk about it?

      I'm not big on sharing, I tell her, trying to figure out her game. Does she know what I'm about to do?

      I see that she's holding a tray with a bowl of soup and three tea cups. Three? I glance at the Wolf who has her back to me. Did the Wolf hope we would sit down and drink together like normal people? Did she want us to socialize and make nice? Wretched child! Does she believe the words the she-demon spouted about friendship? If she does, she deserves what's coming for her for even entertaining it!

      Either was I, the she-demon tells me, referring to sharing and then she states, Kimberly kept urging me to talk to her when I held things in until I gave in and talked. I felt better when I did, so as time went on, it became easier and easier for me to share things with her.

      Share? All I'm going to share with these people is hurt and misery. The question is, do I come right out and declare it or do I make them suffer for trusting me? I decide on the latter and begin my story of deceit.

      I guess I can tell you two about it, I say and then I state, As the Wolf knows, I'm not the type of person who easily opens up to another.

      I move closer to the bed just behind the Wolf. The one who only devours has no idea I'm about to take her out as I continue, I have been searching for the Rushlight my entire life. I never thought I would lay eyes on her, but now that I have, there's something I must do.

      There's something I should have done long ago, but I needed the Wolf to find Rushlight Incomplete and with her usefulness gone, I can make her gone. Filthy sadistic child! You never did learn the lesson to trust no one. Maybe that was because you had to at least trust your brother or you would have been drowned by your own despair.

      The she-demon asks me, pulling me from my thoughts, This something that you must do is what's weighing on your heart? She then inquires of me as though she senses what's coming, Is it something bad?

      I lie a bit as I say, The thing I must do is weighing heavily upon me.

      The soon to be death of the Wolf and the death of Rushlight Incomplete are by no means weighing heavily upon me. I decided this long ago, I would destroy the she-demon once she appeared, and I would save my world. I've sacrificed many things on my long and bloody path. I think back to the statue of the woman and the baby again. Some sacrifices were pried from my desperate arms. Those who I loved more than my own life. I would do anything to get them... I force myself to focus again on those in the bedroom with me as the past painfully drifts by me, and I use that grief and rage. I grab hold of those heart-searing emotions, and I don't let go. The Wolf and Rushlight Incomplete will by no means be much of an afterthought, and they definitely will hold no guilt over my heart.

      I tell them, You see there will be a dark force that will try to stop the Rushlight from completing her tasks.

      They have no clue that I'm talking about Rushlight Perfect and that the force who will try to stop her is the she-demon. I almost feel sorry for the two of them standing here with me. Look at us in this room as if we're united under one cause. Fools! I'll bring a swift end to my once student, and I'll make the she-demon suffer! She'll suffer more than I've ever suffered!

      I notice that the syringe that's lying on the nightstand is full of the Dragon's Tear. It's too bad the Wolf didn't use it on the she-demon. I would have liked to face her at her full strength and see the terror she brings.

      I tell them, I must stop the dark force... the she-demon who has been sent to create a new path other than the one the Rushlight must walk. I'll do whatever it takes to protect the Rushlight.

      To think that Rushlight Incomplete's friend is the one I've waited for. My goal was to eliminate the she-demon, but I've also a chance to save our hope. Rushlight Perfect must fulfill a third role that neither of the groups can see. The others of the Hand don't understand the true roll of Rushlight Perfect. They yearn for a Closing of Days, but I yearn for a continuation of days. Not my own of course as I also seek release from this unending...

      I've allowed my thoughts to get off track. I must move forward, so I place my hand on the bedpost as I gaze at the she-demon, trying not to let her see my animosity towards her. I put forth with sincerity as I speak, She's precious to me, and the Rushlight's precious to this world.

      The she-demon smiles at me. She must think the adoration I have for Rushlight Perfect is aimed at her. I know a demon lives within her, but is she genuinely unaware of her true nature? Could she really be this caring and childlike or are they only masks?

      I had lost faith, I admit as I move up behind the Wolf and place my left hand on her left shoulder to hold her firmly in place for when I strike. I'm still debating if her death should be quick or long as I state, I thought I would never see the hope of this world.

      The Wolf does something I don't expect. She gently places her right palm to my hand as if I'm a close friend to her that she absolutely adores. In the past, she has never shown me any kind of sentiment. The Wolf has only toyed with me with her sick games. I look to the she-demon. Did she speak a half truth? Does the Wolf see me more than an old hag? I've been a harsh mentor, keeping my distance from her, knowing the grim tasks that lay ahead of me if the Wolf ever did find the Rushlight. Do I really see an honest tenderness coming from the one who only devours?

      We stand there for a few seconds as I contemplate the betrayal I'll be committing. It's a pity the Wolf trusts me now. She should have learned one of the first unwritten laws of assassins. Never turn your back on anyone, especially your friends.

      The she-demon tells me, You sound like you know what you have to do to protect the Rushlight.

      I do, I reply as I stealthily remove my dagger from its hidden sheathe with my right hand. I'll soon drive my blade into my once student's back, allowing her to know she failed in learning what I taught her. We were never friends. She's nothing more to me than a means to an end.

      The she-demon starts to ask me, What do you have to...

      I take the dagger, ignoring all that's around me and aim, then I bury the blade into the Wolf's back. I decide for all the times she has toyed with me, her death won't be quick and I leave the dagger in her back. The Wolf turns and faces me as I expect to see the one who only devours rear her head to lash out at me. She's still holding my hand, and I see in her dark brown eyes a true sense of shock. I thought she would at least expect something like this from an assassin, but the Wolf's truly thrown by my betrayal. She reaches for the dagger, and I step back from her, surprised by her reaction as a pang of remorse rushes across my being. The Wolf shouldn't be this blindsided. More importantly, did I just feel guilty for what I did?

      I draw another blade as the she-demon sets the tray to the side and jumps out of bed, and then the Wolf collapses to the floor as the she-demon hurries to her. I feel as though I should also go to the Wolf's aid. What's wrong with me? It had to be done. I can't second guess myself.

      What did you do?! the she-demon screams at me. Why did you hurt your friend?

      A lot of blood is seeping out of the wound as I reply, That thing lying on the floor was never my friend and as I told you before, I'm going to protect the Rushlight by killing the false one. You won't deceive me, she-demon. I have seen you in my dreams and know the power and force you possess within you. I'll kill you now and save the true Rushlight.

      A seething rage is building up within me. I'm usually so collected. Why am I so angry?

      How can you do this? the she-demon questions me. You're a member of the Foot... No, more important than that! Natasha's your friend and you've hurt her! She grabs the Wolf's hand as the Wolf reaches for the dagger, and then I notice the Wolf grabs hold of the she-demon's hand and squeezes it in return.

      The pain must be intense, and she must also know she's going to die from that wound. I should have made the strike clean. I shouldn't have prolonged her agony. I am a wretched old hag!

      The she-demon says, I thought you were to protect me. I thought you were a person who would protect what you cared about.

      What's the meaning of this? the Wolf demands as she tries to get back to her feet.

      I glare down at them, showing no pity for their simple-minded beliefs. My anger increases, and I explain to them, I keep trying to tell everyone that I'm not a member of the Foot. I haven't been a member of the Foot for a long time. I'm a member of the Hand, and we possess the true Rushlight. I level the dagger I hold, preparing to use it as I declare, We have in our possession Rushlight Perfect, and now I'm going to destroy Rushlight Incomplete!

      I lunge for the she-demon and the Wolf grabs my arms and prevents me from getting near the she-demon. I backhand the Wolf, and she reels from the hit and flattens out on the floor. I lunge again for the she-demon and this time it's Kat who wrestles with me. The she-demon's much stronger than I thought she would be, so I get on top of her and try to drive my dagger into her chest. The Wolf moans and turns to us. She must be in great pain, but she still comes to the aid of the she-demon. The Wolf pulls on me and with her added help, they topple me over. I roll and I'm back on my feet just as the Wolf draws a wrist knife and hurls it at me. I jump backwards and out the door to evade the steel projectile. The she-demon follows after the knife, and I prepare myself to engage her when she slams the bedroom door shut, and she quickly locks it. I move back a few steps to charge at the door, but I hear her dragging the bed to the door to block my reentrance.

      I glance down at the dagger in my hand. I should have killed the Wolf quickly. Why did I need to make her suffer? The only thing it's done is made my task that much harder. I rush over to the fireplace and search the mantle for matches. I don't find any, so I rush into the kitchen and search the cabinet drawers until I find a box. I head outside and around the safe house and as I come around the back, I see the she-demon fleeing through the window. She sees me and bolts for the church, and I pursue. I stop as I enter the ravaged building, and I can't sense where she's gone. I usually know where people are or a least in a general area where they are, but I get no such sense from her. It could be why she has unintentionally snuck up on me several times already.

      I slowly make my way to the front of the church as I say, Come out! Come out and let me end you!

      Why did you do this? she questions me from the darkness and I head toward her voice.

      Because I want to destroy you! I declare.

      No! she says. Why did you do that to your friend? Why did you hurt Natasha?

      None of that matters now, I tell her. The Wolf... the one who only devours is either dead or near death, and I'm going to end you very shortly. The why this is all happening doesn't matter. Come out so I may plunge my blade into you.

      Yes, it does matter, she insists and I believe I hear her voice coming from up stairs. There has to be a reason why you hurt your friend. What would make you go to such extremes?

      I understand now, I tell her as I make my way to her. You aren't thinking so much about me, but your own friend. You're wondering if she could ever hurt you as badly as I hurt the Wolf. Your way of thinking is flawed. One, I was never the Wolf's friend. How many times do I have to tell you that? I never wanted anything to do with the one who only devours. If she hadn't been the one destined to find you, I would've never taken her as my student.

      I wait to hear the she-demon's reply, but she doesn't say anything to my statement, and for a while I have lost her to silence. Why can't I sense her presence? Is it because she isn't of this world?

      I make my way to the top of the stairs and stop. If she had been an assassin, I would be fearing for my own life for who can protect oneself against something that isn't seen? My thoughts unsettle me. Why do I believe that this she-demon won't hurt me? Isn't that why I want to eliminate her? She's going to hurt the whole world?

      I decide I need to goad her into revealing her location for I don't want to play a cat and mouse game, so I say to her, Tell me about your relationship with the other Rushlight. How did you two meet?

      You mean Kimberly? she questions me and I'm back on the prowl. The she-demon tells me, It was by accident. I had gone to this man Topa's estate to... She pauses as if debating what she should say and then the she-demon continues, I was at this man Topa's estate when the Phoenix showed up. She had been sent to kill him. I discovered her business card near his dead body, and I thought maybe... I had a sense that I knew her, so I tracked her down.

      You tracked down a Life Closer that easily, I say, drawing ever closer. The Phoenix's either sloppy or you're one excellent tracker.

      I just happened to see her license plate when she left the estate.

      I'm close now, so I keep her talking by saying, The Phoenix couldn't have been too happy when you showed up.

      Kimberly wasn't, the she-demon admits to me. She was going to kill me for discovering her true identity.

      Kill her? The one Kat's fond of wanted to kill her in the beginning? I don't understand this woman... or I should say she-demon. If someone had tried to kill me, I would have killed them first.

      Why didn't she kill you? I ask as I move into the shadows and head toward the voice of the she-demon.

      I'm not really sure. She had her gun to my head and then the... Maybe it was the music box. Kimberly started acting weird after I opened it and the music box started playing its melody.

      I draw nearer to the she-demon and continue my conversation with her as I say, You're talking about Ginn's Unfinished Melody, aren't you?

      I am.

      So you have been friends with the Phoenix since that moment?

      No, she tells me. The Phoenix tried to have me eliminated by handing me over to the Rogue, at least that's her story. I believe she was just desperate to receive any information she could on her mom.

      So after that second near-encounter with death, that's when you became friends? I ask as I finally see where she's standing.

      The she-demon's in a corner and has her hand out leaning against the wall as if she's exhausted. I realize my task of eliminating her might not be all that hard. She still hasn't healed from her torturous encounter with the Wolf. She looks like she's going to fall over at any moment as I approach ever so slowly.

      No, we didn't become friends after that moment, she replies. We agreed to become partners in an endeavor to find out about my past and about her mom, Theresa Griffin. The agreement was one-sided though. I realized that once she no longer needed me, she would eliminate me.

      I'm about twenty feet from her now, and she hasn't moved since I spotted her as if fatigue has won a prolonged battle of wills. I guess she did run all the way

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