Disclaimer: I DON'T own Assassin's Creed or It's Characters. Someone else does, NOT me.
Main Pairing: Altair x Desmond.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemons/limes(Maybe), Violence, and might have mpreg and/or Character death.
A/N: Yeah, third story. I'm going to have a lot of updating to do now. But I came up with so many ideas for fanfic stories I couldn't help but make them all. I guess that wasn't a good idea, but I might be able to work it out. Grammar still sucks, hope you like the story. Have fun and enjoy! :D
~Awesomenessisheretospreadyaoieverywhere~
Altair sighed. It had been a few weeks since the betrayal of Al Mualim and the nine assassinations. In that same time it disappeared. The "it" would be the hum that had been in the back of his head since his failure in Solomon's temple. It was always there, through his assassinations, the reaquiring of his weapons, and his old master's betrayal. Then it disappeared like it wasn't there in the first place. Which brings us back to the present. Ever since it disappeared Altair has been unpleasant to be around. Altair realized too late that he relied on it to be there for support like it was during his redemption. He felt like he was missing a piece of his soul. 'Where did it go? Why did it leave? Will it return? What has happened to it?' passed through his mind thousands of times. He had grown too close to it during the time it was around. Altair sighed once again. He was starting to get a headache, again, over this. He had thought at one point to use the Apple but remembered what it did to Al Mualim. Unfortunately, those thoughts have returned and it has been tempting to try. It could answer many questions for him like What was it?, Why it no longer was there?, Why it was there in the first, and Why did it choose to appear when it did? but the apple could also do what it did to Al Mualim. Which brings up his current dilemma, to talk to Malik about this.
It turned out to be a very bad idea to tell Malik. The meeting mostly was yelling, throwing things, and threats. After Malik had calmed down they were able to actually talk without yelling or having interruptions from each other. Malik sat there calmly thinking about it before replying.
"Altair, I don't like this. It is not a good idea. Do you remember what happened to Al Mualim?" Malik commented earning a nod from his, now, hooded friend. "Then why do you want to use it if you know how dangerous it is?"
"Your going to think I'm insane if I tell you," Altair answered as though it was an all known fact.
"Tell me, Altair," Malik said in a slight threatening way.
"I feel like something is...missing. Before Al Mualim's betrayal I had felt a presence with me, but it is no longer there and it feels like I lost a part of my soul, Malik. I don't really know what's going on with me, all I know is that "it" is gone," Altair answered Malik waiting to hear what his friend had to say. Malik looked confused for a moment, sighing before asking.
"Could you tell me when this presence first appeared?"
"When we went after the artifact the Templars wanted in Solomon's temple," Altair replied looking at Malik.
"When did it exactly disappear?" Malik questioned Altair wanting to know as much as he could.
"...Around the time I became headmaster," Altair answered.
"So, not after you killed Al Mualim," Malik said earning a nod. "Hm, it was with you the entire time during your journey? It never left?"
"Only periodically, mostly between missions. And even then it always came back, it never came back this time and I want to know why. I also want to know what it is, who it is, why it appeared, and if it will return. I want to know and the only way I can think to get those answers is to use the Apple," Altair replied to Malik. Malik sat there thinking for a moment, closing his eyes.
"Altair," Malik began reopening his eyes, "What if the Apple is doing this? What if it's a trick from the Apple to get you to use? Then what?"
"...I already thought of that, Malik. I know it's not a trick from the Apple," Altair answered looking over at a nearby window.
"What makes you so sure?" Malik asked.
"I know it's not a trick, because it was there before I even went into contact with the Apple," Altair replied confidently looking back at Malik.
"...Are you sure about this, Altair? Are you sure it is a good idea to use the Apple," Malik interrogated.
"Yes, I'm sure," Altair answered, "If you would like, you can watch over me to make nothing happens."
"...I'll go. Just remember, I'm only going to make sure nothing bad happens that could endanger the brotherhood, not because I'm worried about you," Malik replied after a moment of thought. Altair laughed a little.
"Sure, you're not," Altair said with a smirk, which earned him a book thrown at his head. Altair silently laughed after he dodged the book.
"When will you try it," Malik inquired becoming serious again.
"...Tomorrow night, in my room," Altair replied standing up from the chair he had been sitting in. Malik nodded showing him the door.
"See you tomorrow night. I hope it goes as you want Altair," Malik said.
"I hope so as well, my friend," Altair answered walking away to his room, Malik closing the door behind him. 'Tomorrow is going to be a long day' Altair thought before entering his chambers, 'I just hope it will be worth the trouble.'
A/N: I hoped you like the first chapter. I waited to publish this after I published the second chapter for my third story. I luckily came up with a schedule for updates. My first story will have its newest chapter published first, then the second story, and last to the third. It will go like that for every story I make while writing a story. Well, gotta go, please favorite/follow and/or comment. :D