DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ASSASSIN'S CREED.

Okay, now…onto my next part of business. This OC is basically based on my dancing career. I've been doing classical Indian dance and I wanted to put it in the story because it's one of the best things in my life as well as Assassin's Creed. So, if you have any questions, message me or leave a comment. Yes, I am Indian by the way.

Enjoy.

Altair just finished talking to Al Mualim about his next assignment. Al Mualim explained exactly who it was that he had to assassinate in order to restore more of his rank that was taken away by Altair's act of insubordination. Altair was just about to leave when Al Mualim called him back.

"Altair, please stay a while, there is something that you should see." Al Mualim told him.

"Master, what is it that you want me to see? It is delaying me from the task at hand." Altair replied with a bit of edge to his voice.

"Do not worry my son, this will only take a little while. It is very nice to see," said Al Mualim. "Take a seat. I'm sure you will enjoy this."

"And what exactly is 'this'? I don't know what you're talking about Master," replied Altair a little more coolly.

Just then, Altair heard a very strange sound. It was a very foreign sound but very sweet. It sounded like little bells. He looked to where the sound was coming from. He then saw a girl walking to the middle of the floor just a little bit away from where Altair was standing. She then looked at Altair and smirked. To Altair, the girl was beautiful. She had jet black hair and huge brown eyes. The make-up and clothes she was wearing amplified these qualities. She wore a red outfit with an earthy green sash going diagonally from her shoulder to her waist. She had another sash going around her waist that was a beautiful ocean blue. The rest of her outfit which was her bottom half was blood red, as well as the sleeveless vest on her top. White flowers encircled the bun tied tightly on her head. The make-up she was wearing on her face was gold and dark eyeliner was on her eyes making the color of her huge eyes shine. She had a little lipstick on. On her hands and feet were wonderful henna drawings of stars, flowers and peacocks. She was definitely something to see and Altair relished and observed each of these qualities. However, when he looked at her face, he noticed something. She looked vaguely familiar. He couldn't exactly place where he had seen her but he knew he had seen her before. He was about to ask Al Mualim when an elderly lady walked in. Her clothes were nice and her and her clothes were obviously from India. She started to speak in fluent Arabic.

"Thank you all for coming here and watching this performance today. It is greatly appreciated by my student and I. You may know her from Masyaf as one of your fellow Assassins, but today, she is a different person. Today, she is a dancer and she will be sharing with you all the greatness of the art she has learned for a very long time. She will perform one dance for you, and it seems that it is almost a gift as this dance is to insure good fortune for everyone. This dance is presented to the elephant god that brings us all luck and good wishes. The dance describes all of his greatness and power and how he helps everyone and does not discriminate against anyone and their desire for good fortune. Now, without further ado, here is the great dancer and Assassin, Rehana."

Of course! Rehana…I know her…Altair thought.

Altair and Rehana knew each other quite well. They had gone on a couple missions together. They also trained with each other often. In fact, they trained together the day before in the court yard in the back of the fortress. Many people that saw them together and the gossiping guards thought that they were definitely more than friends. Rehana and Altair were friends but both knew that there was something more to their relationship. Although they knew this, they didn't want anything to happen between them. They were Assassins for life, they were destined to live as their creed predicted, where nothing was true and everything was permitted…everything but their relationship. They both knew that no one would accept them as a couple. They had to wait until they were no longer Assassins. Even though each of them knew this, they had never talked about their feelings for each other. As Altair was pondering all of this, he was broken out of his trance by the sound of bells and the rhythmic beat of feet stamping on the floor. Altair turned to see that Rehana had started to dance.

She moved her arms and feet to the beats of the music and the rhythmic words coming from her dance teacher. Although Rehana knew she was in the Assassin's Headquarters with at least 50 people looking at her, she felt like she was dancing on top of the clouds. Dancing was an amazing feeling that she could never describe to anyone. It was just something that made her feel like she was flying. Rehana danced on the clouds for about 5 minutes but to her it felt like an eternity, a sweet, sweet eternity. As she slowed her movements and finally stopped as the song finished, she was panting and sweating quite a bit.

Altair watched the whole thing wide-eyed. He saw the passion and gracefulness of her dance and how she felt. When he looked at her dancing, he felt like he was on a cloud watching her. She finished her dance and he saw the amount of energy she put into her performance. It was the same amount of energy and passion that she put into her missions. She was a very strong and powerful person and that was something that Altair thought was so amazing about her. Her dance teacher finished talking about her dance and Rehana went into the back courtyard. Altair wanted to talk to her. He felt like he needed to say something that was supposed to be said a long time ago.

So, I hope you liked it. I'm going to make it a little two shot. Actually, a big two shot…sorry it was so long and I absolutely hate when people describe clothes in their stories and I'm really sorry you had to go through all of that…but that's how my outfit looked for my performance. Anyways, I made Rehana's name a lot like mine…but you're never going to guess mine. There isn't anyone who can guess unless you actually know me. Anyways…wait for the next chapter. Thanks so much.