AN: I don't own assassin's creed but I can wish! contains OC and OCC characters
Story: One person two people
Chapter 1: A lost friend remembered and A new friend found both the same yet so different.
Malik was sitting in the Jerusalem assassin's bureau working on some maps when the scent of a particular Tea and coffee mix entered his noise making him remember a childhood friend.
Flash Back age 11
Malik was running around Masyaf looking for his friend when he found him walking off from a market stall. He sprinted right behind him and jumped on his back sending the both to the ground, laughing he got up and offered a hand to the other, the child in question had dark tan skin, black hair that was covered by a white hood much like an assassins but the most interesting thing was the eyes one was bright gold and the other bright green "See Cosimo I've gotten better at being undetected, right!" Malik asked smiling and laughing knowing his friend only let himself get caught.
Cosimo gave a small smile and dusted himself off and checking nothing had been dropped and forgotten after finishing up checking he replied to Malik. "yes, you did I almost didn't hear you." was his calm reply Malik grinned and started walking to the assassin's hide out Cosimo following behind. Half way up the hill some one called them over. "Hey you two can you help me!" an old man called, Cosimo walked over and waited, Malik soon followed. "what to you need mister?" Malik asked knowing Cosimo didn't like to talk much or at all that was what made them such great friends Malik could talk all he wanted and not be yelled at and got to see how well he could read Cosimo's body language for the answers he needed.
"yes, well I need some help getting the last of this stuff down to my cart at the gates of the village can you help?" the old man asked Malik nodded immediately but Cosimo was hesitant but nodded both children grabbed a box Malik's box was considerably lighter than Cosimo's as Cosimo had to keep his knees bent and lean back to breath. After getting to the cart that was placed outside the gates Malik set his box down and helped Cosimo after both their boxes where on the waggon they stood and waited soon the old man.
The elder came into view but with him was a younger man in his early to mid twenty's. "thank you for helping me I don't know what I would have done, in those boxes contains my most valuable possessions." the man said getting onto the waggon the younger one onto a saddled horse. Cosimo nodded and Malik said thank you before both walked back to the village gate. About five steps away from the waggon a horse reared before running at them the young man reached out a hand and went for Maliks shirt collar before Cosimo pushed him out of the way and he was picked up instead. Because Cosimo was only the age of eight he was very light and very skinny the man picked him up and road away leaving Malik stunned and eventually crying never again would he see his best friend again.
Flash Back End
Years after that he had made friend and rival with Altair but nothing could take place of Cosimo while Altair was arrogant, cocky, loud, and rude Cosimo was humble, kind, quiet and polite. Both though were prideful and talented Cosimo never let it get in the way of his judgement.
Angry with himself for thinking of his lost friend Malik packed up and went outside to get some air before retiring to his room. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath he heard the sound of cloth against skin grabbing the dagger he always had he opened his eyes only to see a person covered in assassin garbs and hood over their face but it wasn't any assassin from Masyaf. "who are you and what to you want?" Malik asked but the person didn't move from his spot on the bureau roof. The person was dressed similarly to Altair only in where Altair had red this person had grey showing he was a novice and only had a short sword on his back and most likely a hidden blade. The figure moved but didn't show hostility he changed his position from sitting sideways on the ledge to having his legs dangling over the fountain. Malik watched carefully thanking Cosimo for the experience of learning to read body language and put his dagger away and raising a hand telling the person to come down, he did, before sitting on a cushion. 'this is going to be a long night.' Malik thought to himself as he watched the figure copy him and sit down most likely thinking along the same lines as well.
AN: please review!
