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Chapter one: Nobility

In the lost city of the Hashshashin called Masyaf there lived a man, no a clan. There main purpose was to kill leaders that got in over there heads. This Clan lived all the way back in the 1100ths. Before the 3rd Crusade raised from the ashes. These men had the art of killing down and began there noble deeds in the shadows. They killed and disappeared. No one ever had a clue. One moment they are there and the next there no where. 5 years before the crusade began there was a man named Altair Idn La-Alad.

"Stop it! You don't own me!" She screamed to the man with a long white beard with navy blue and white robes "Yes I do…I took you from that hell hole and made you something…do not question what I ask of you." The man told her in a deep demanding voice, hands hidden behind his back walking on the stone beneath him. "Adara listen to me. You are an assassin born to kill and that is all you will be doing in life. Take notes from the others and learn to hold yourself with pride while standing before me." His voice echoed in her ears as she backed away "You still do not own me." Her small voice whispered as she storming away from the cold embrace of the air. Walking down the stone stairs holding the curving rail tightly with her pale hand she cringed with the thoughts. Him owning her like some cattle. Taking each step with care as her mind wondered to the times where she was young and in those cages in that dirty small room beneath the roads and buildings and in the rat infested sewers. The smells came flooding back to her as she reached the end of the stone stairs.

She took a gulp of air hung her head and began to walk out into the small disorganized town of Masyaf. The town has cloths hanging from windows along with colorful rugs. The town cascaded down the hill side with a huge hole with a small pond surrounded by jagged cliffs yet it seems like a nice town save and caring, Better then what she had in the past. Making her way down the streets she looked around at the people dressed in raggedy cloths and some in white and gray with the hint of red. She didn't know where to go in the small town. She let her feet take her where ever they felt as she pasted many that showed no interest in her at all. She was just like the others that guarded them. Adara was lost in her own little world walking down as the sun beat down upon her.

Meanwhile with Al Mualim he stood shocked once again at Adara's behavior she showed to him. "She talks to me as if the devil himself possesses her." He told himself as he looked out the tall glass window with bookcases on either side of it. The moment his speaking ended a voice from a distance come to him. "Master." Al Mualim turned around slowly to see Altair standing there nice and neatly. "Ah Altair…you have come back from your mission." He said hands folded in front of him as the sun shined illuminating his robes almost like a halo around his body. "Glad to see you are fine and well." Altair bowed slightly to show his respect to his master. "I am well master. I have successfully finished my mission and I am ready for your next challenge." Al Mualim gave a cockeyed smile as he approached Altair. "You are…well I do have a challenge for you. Find a girl named Adara Hala…She should be around in the town. You will know when you find her. Take her and teach her some manners." Al Mualim shooed Altair out when he gave him that small mission.

Altair began his way into town rolling his eyes a bit. This was a stupid mission to him but it was something he had to do. The people around him seemed not to notice him either. The calmness in the air was relaxing and soothing. The buildings had there moment where they seemed packed together but for the most part where farther apart. He made sure to look in the hidden areas of the town hoping Adara would have been easier to find by hiding in those areas. She was reluctantly not in any of them. Altair was beginning to get frustrated but wouldn't like it show to the other assassins around him. He then began to ask many about her whereabouts He finally pegged down her location which was where two levels of the city met. She was lying down on an old rickety bench that seemed to have crakes indented in the stone legs. Her hood covered her face from the intense sun as she seemed to be sleeping there. Her white robes flowed down the edges of the stone as Altair looked at her. Letting out a pardon he stood there on the side of her. Adara head him and without moving much. Her eyes focused more on his feet and traveled up taking in what he looked like. When her eyes finally got to his face she smiled slightly and answered his pardon.

"Can I help you?" She asked not really in the mood to talk. "Lazy I see." "Your lazy just thinking." She told the man as her smile turned to a frown. "So know your respect issue is in question?" "Excuse me? Who are you to say that I have respect issues?" Her voice going from pleasant to irritated. "Because I'm at higher level…and Al Mualim told me to teach you a little something about them." "Fine you can teach them but it doesn't mean I'll take it." She told him as she began to sit up on the bench ready to here the whole sepal. "Many have come and tried to tell me so I don't see the point in you being here." "Tell me do respect the person who defeats you in battle? Would you listen to them?" "I would respect them if they beat me." "Good then lets see if you'll respect me." He told her grabbing her wrist and pulling her from the bench. Adara didn't put up much of a fight as it seems futile to resist him.

Taking her out in the streets he withdrew his sword. "Fight me." Adara looked at him like he was crazy "No not in the middle of the street where people could get hurt." "That's why you have to watch where you swing your blade…It's a good lesson to have since on a mission you are going to have to fight in the streets." "No!" She yelled to him as he then came at her "Fine." With that his sword went down upon her. Adara ducked and rolled out of the way as Altair's sword got suck in the wooden stand. One woman was standing closer to the sword then Adara was there. She screamed and began to run as the whole area seemed to go up in panic and began to scream and run from the surroundings. Adara looked at the man like he was crazy and insane. "Are you crazy?" She asked of him but before he answered his swords swung at her once more. "No." He told her when Adara ducked from the horizontal swipe. Making more damage he hit the wooden support to a stand cracking it in half. The stand come tumbling down as Adara rolled once again out of the way. People's screams could be heard around them as Altair's sword swung down at her. Adara quickly saw a chance to take out her short sword and block his attack. Pressing down upon Adara's short sword she began to buckle under the presser. She didn't have great strength and this position was not the best.

"OK OK! YOU WIN." She said trying to keep the strength balanced. Altair smirked "No it isn't …not until you listen." He told her pushing down harder and before Adara know it she lost her strength and her sword slipped from his. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the impact. With no pain in her after a few moments she opened one eye reluctantly to find his sword hovering inches from her face. "Are you ready to listen and do your part in this brotherhood and sisterhood?"

Over the Years Adara became more respectable as an assassin and kept in her mind that time where she had to fight Altair. And over those years they became close friends and he protected her with his last breath on missions. As both climbed the ranks they grew closer then ever. The mission always stayed first on the lists but there attraction for each other made them a force to be reckoned with.

When they come back from a mission they where laughing and having a good time. Altair was not laughing nearly as much as Adara but he was smiling with her. Adara smiled at him and took him by his arm pulling on his sleeve for him to come closer to her. She reached up by getting on her tippy toes and whispering something in his ear. Many looked at this odd display for affection. The whisper lead to more laughter and Altair even gave a small laugh to what she had told him. They where a bit odd to look at also Adara was at least six inches shorter then him and they touched each other more then deemed appropriate at the time. As they made there way through the small disorganized town man wondered.

The sun was low in the sky and had more of the orange glow to it. They walked on the main path to the stone fortress that over looked the town and was painted by the sun. walking up the hill they saw the wooden gates where a man also in white, gray and red stood. His hood was down to show his black short hair with a straggly looking mustache and braid. He waited for them to reach the top before stopping the two.

"Al Mualim wishes to see you Adara." He said to her as she looked at him and smiled "Riman…you don't have to be so formal." She giggled as he smiled at her. "Ya I know but none the lease Al Mualim still wants to see you." Altair's eyes went to the opposite side where Adara stood as he turned around and began to walk away. He thought she was ganna be getting in trouble for something again so he wanted to leave right then and there. Adara looked at him but let him go none the less. She smiled at Riman and as she moved past him happily she patted him on the shoulder. He rolled his eyes then let out a smile and shock his head.

It was strange yet quite when she entered the fortress. She walked down the stone halls of the assassins with her arms down at her side. She looked to the balcony as she saw Al Mualim standing there looking at her. "My child." He said as she looked up to him "Master." She then bowed to pay her respects after that she began her way up the stairs holding gracefully on the rail as it slid under her hand. Al Mualim's eyes followed her up as she stood there next to him. "Adara we have much to discuses." He told her in a strong dominate voice as she nodded getting a bit worried about what those things would be. "Come with me child." He said putting his hand on her tender shoulders and with his other hand showed her out to the gardens.

The garden was filled with plush green grass and pink and white trees. Benches lined some of the walls with rails on each level of the garden. He led her out sitting her on the bench next to the tree standing tall and beautiful with white petals. "You seem to become more advanced then I had first thought Adara. Your skills have very much improved since Altair had spoken with you years ago. I am here to tell you that I have decided to let you finally go on a mission by yourself. " Adara smiled gracefully to her master "Really?!" She had asked happy about this information "What will I be doing?" "You are to kill a man named Henry II. He poses as a treat to us. He plans on going through with a crusade. You must find him in Beirut. You will need help and assassins will be watching you in the city to assure your safety. But I think you can handle this. Be careful and swift." He told her as she bowed slightly then turned the other way to head out.

Adara walked out of the garden and down the stone stairs a smile plastered on her face. Trying to stay calm she held in her happiness inside her for the time being. She found herself back in the town weaving in and out of the crowds. She made her way down the hills. The stone structures looked down on them as the people walked. Adara looked around as she came to the gates. As she walked out she was met by Altair. She looked at him and smiled. "Altair I have a mission by myself! Are you proud of me?" She asked as he looked at her walking closer. "I am very proud, but make sure you are careful. Losing you would be horrible." He told her getting right in front of her. "I wont, I promise." She told him as she then gently pushed him aside to get a horse. Altair quickly grabbed her shoulder and turned her to face him one more. He got right next to her and they touched cheeks. "Don't forget your promise to me." He whispered in her ear. Adara looked at him straight in his dark brown eyes and smiled "Don't worry Altair I would never forget the promise." She then smirked lightly kissing him on the cheek. Altair went to the horses grabbing one by the reins and handing them to her. "Be careful and ride safe." He told her placing the reins in her hand. "Don't worry I will." She said hopping on the horse. Before taking off to Beirut she looked down at Altair. He gave her a blank stare but then it quickly went to a soft smile as she then took off.