It's not the first time I write stuff like this but it's the first time I've let ANYONE read it. So please be nice. Oh and English isn't my first language so naturally there will be grammar and spelling errors. Thank you and enjoy.

1. Family

It was a day of joy. Maria had given birth to a little boy and they were both well. Altaïr had never been prouder as he stood with the little fragile creature in his arms. Tears gathered in his eyes but they didn't fall. He had never haven a family before. His mother died giving birth to him and his father was never around. Now he was a father himself and he vowed to be there for his son. To love and protect him. To raise and teach him with affection. He looked up from the boy and his strange golden eyes to look at Maria in her bed with Malik at her side. They were both smiling at him. With three parents this child could wish for no better family.

2. Names

He was calm. Collected. No thoughts passed through his head as his sword made a graceful dance lead by his hand. Blood flew around him but he paid no mind. His body twisted moving with the same grace as his blade. It was like the old days. Back when he was a whole man. Were he had two arms instead of just one. Not that he needed it. He was still the best.

An eagle's cry was carried with the wind and a shadow jumped from the roof of a building. Cliding easily and without fear through the air striking with deadly accuracy. A natural born hunter like the eagle that just had flown over the heads of the fighting men. After all that had happened Malik and Altaïr still lived up to their names.

95. Warmth

The snow was slowly falling outside covering the ground in a thin white layer. The temperature had dropped drastically the last few days and the night was freezing. Inside the master's chambers however it was nice and warm. Especially under the covers of the king-sized bed which contained to young assassins. One of them thought of one particular memory from his time as a novice.

It was so damn hard to sleep. He was laying there awake shaking from the cold the sheets and blanket seeming to do little to protect him from the cold. He hated the cold. He was shaking like a leaf in the wind and just couldn't sleep!
"Malik" a voice from the other end of the small room said.
"What" Malik asked annoyed.
"Come over here" The smaller of the two novices rolled his eyes and ignored his roommate keeping his back to him. "You know we'll be able to keep warm of we sleep in the same bed. Everyone's doing it"
"Everyone huh?"
"Yes. Except us" There was silence for awhile "Fine. Then you can stay over there I don't have great trouble falling asleep" Altaïr snapped. Malik groaned and pushed the covers aside quickly stepping over the ice cold stone floor to dive under Altaïr's bed sheets. He was shaking more now from being exposed to the cold. Altaïr moved closer ignoring the angry stare he received. When Malik felt the slightly younger man's body heat he snuggled closer still. The golden eyed boy began rubbing his friend's back to get some warmth into him. In turn Malik wrapped his arm around Altaïr to hold him close. Altaïr couldn't help the small smile on his lips. He would sleep well that night.

Malik smiled at the memory. Now they were laying there in the same position as back then. Only this time there was no objections, no hesitation. Just him and the love of his life. He felt a pair of soft lips on his forehead and closed his eyes. There was nothing like the safety and warmth a loved one could give.

The two first were rather short I know. There will be more I promise. Thank you for reading :3