An immortal learned that Rebecca, who he loved was killed. He goes on a path of vengeance to destroy the one responsible, not knowing that he was already dead. His friends Amanda, and Duncan MacLeod attempt to stop his needless bloodshed. This fanfic takes place between the end of Season 2, and the start of season 3. It continues the events from the episode "Legacy".

Disclaimer: Highlander, the various characters, the concept of Immortality, the Game, and all things related were created by Gregory Widen, and owned by Davis and Panzer Productions. No copyright infringement is intended. The original character Hamza Al-Qadir is totally my creation.

Prologue Mecca, Arabia April 23, 1994

The ancient city gives one who visits the feel of awe. Not surprising with its rich history in the spiritual world. The Ka'ba, or ancient house is a sight to behold. Everyone who is a believer in Islam strives to come once in his or her lifetime. Hamza Al-Qadir had done that nearly every single lifetime that he's lived. The annual Hajj or major pilgrimage had finished a week earlier. He prayed and meditated in an area of the Grand Mosque that almost no one goes to. He liked it that way. He did this to reflect on his now 1365 years of life. All the good as well as the bad that took place throughout the years.

Suddenly, a flash broke his concentration. It wasn't clear, but it seemed like someone had been killed. Each time it had happened, someone close to him had died. As he stood up from his crouched position, the tall, imposing Ethiopian pondered for a moment. Who was it this time? There were only a few left that he truly cared for that much. He dared not to even think of who it was any further at the moment as he left the mosque.

Southern France, 2 months later

Hamza returned to his chateau that he bought at the turn of the century. He had a lot of catching up to do. He still had that gnawing feeling since he had that flash 2 months earlier. At that moment, he checked his phone messages, he recognized the voice of Amanda.

"Hamza, it's Amanda. Something terrible has happened. Rebecca's dead. Someone killed her. Call me as soon as you get this message". The message ended.

Hamza dropped the phone and was motionless. He knew something had happened. The only woman he truly loved is dead. Who killed her? Was it Luther, or was it someone else. In either case, they will pay with their lives. He didn't even bother to check the rest of his messages. He immediately dialed Amanda's number and got a voice mail message.

"This is Amanda," the recording began. "I'm not available right now so leave a message and I'll get back to you…beep"

"Amanda, it's Hamza", he said. "I'm home now, I got your message. I need you to call me back as soon as this message ends."

Hamza hung the phone up. The tall dark brown skinned immortal immediately got his scimitar and began sharpen it.

St. Anne 1094

Hamza had just left Spain after Valencia fell to the forces lead by Rodrigo Diaz de Bivar, also known as El Cid. His first teacher and namesake, Hamza el-Kahir thought it best that they split up. He decided to go to the Abbey of St. Anne where one of his teachers, Rebecca Horne lived. He first saw her in the year 700 as a young immortal of a mere 70 years old. He learned much from her. However, unknown to her, he fell in love with her. It wasn't hard to understand why. She was so angelic in her appearance, and more so in her actions. He looked forward to seeing her again. He continued to hold out the hope that she would see him as more than a pupil, but as a man. At last he arrived at the abbey. He is weary after hours of riding. As he dismounts, he feels the presence of an immortal.

"Who's there?", said Hamza looking around.

Seconds later, he is shot with an arrow. Hamza cries out in pain and collapses. The arrow was shot by an immortal that followed him since he left Spain.

"Don Juan Vicente de San Pedro", responded the assailant, "and I'll have your head you Moorish dog."

The Spaniard drew his sword to behead Hamza. As he approaches his prone form, he feels another immortal presence. It was Rebecca. The red haired beauty looked at the Spaniard with obvious disgust.

"I see that you prefer to take someone that cannot fight back", she says.

"Step away. Go back to your cloister. I have no desire to kill a wench such as you," responded the arrogant immortal.

Rebecca raised her sword. It was obvious to her that this immortal was as arrogant as he was cowardly.

"The only way you're going to get him is to fight me," she said boldly.

"So be it, wench," he said as he raised his sword as well.

San Pedro lunged at her wildly. Rebecca easily parried that blow. Every move San Pedro made, Rebecca blocked it with little effort. The moment she saw an opening from his clumsy attack, Rebecca trapped his sword leaving a wider opening for the fatal blow. His neck was ripe for Rebecca's blade. The Spaniard realized that this woman was far more than she appeared to be to him, albeit he realized it too late.

"Many like you have called me a wench", Rebecca said as she beheaded him. "Unfortunately for most of them, they lost their heads."

Rebecca prepared herself as the Quickening began. Hamza revived in time to witness it. It was obvious that this fool underestimated her. He knew well that her beauty hid a deadly sword arm. After the Quickening subsided, Rebecca immediately saw to Hamza.

"Hamza", she said as she helped him remove the arrow.

"ARRGH!" he screamed as the arrow was removed. "That was extremely painful. However it's much better than the alternative"

Hamza looked into her beautiful blue eyes, taking in her features. Her red hair was like fire. Her skin was like porcelain. To him, she was a vision of paradise on Earth. He dreamed of seeing her again for so long. At last his dream came true.

It's good to see you, Majidah" he replied with a smile.

Rebecca smiled at him in turn.

"No one calls me that anymore except you" she said.

"To me, it fits you", he responded. "It means 'glorious one'. I have seen nothing more glorious than you. It has been a long time".

"Too long. Come, let us go inside." She said.

For Hamza, returning to the abbey felt like he had returned home.

Present day

Hamza warmed up with his scimitar. Parried and slashed at his imaginary opponent, each time he grew in rage as her thought about Rebecca's killer. When it came to the ones he cared about, he was very loyal. If he even imagined that anyone hurt someone he cared about, they were pretty much in trouble. Many times over when it came to Rebecca. Hamza grabbed his coat, and dashed out the door. He got in his car, and headed for Paris. It was a 2-hour drive from his chateau to Paris. His search for answers, and revenge had just begun.

Author's notes: The original character Hamza Al-Qadir is not to be confused with Hamza el-Kahir, who appeared in the flashback scene in the season 3 episode "Finale pt 1". He's mentioned in this story as the namesake and teacher of the original character.

The name "Majidah" is listed in the Watcher Chronicles as one of Rebecca Horne's aliases.