A/N: Lately i've been obsessed with the Assassin's Creed games. It gave me the urge to write, something i've neglected to do for almost a year. I have no idea where this story is going or if it will ever be finished. But, tell me what you think! All i've written is Final Fantasy VII and Kingdom Hearts stories so some feedback would be good!
Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed, but Aariz and Amara are mine.
Prologue
Our story begins in the Middle East in the state of Syria; located on the eastern shore of the Mediterranean Sea in the village of Masyaf, home to the Assassin order.
The Assassins, practice and study the art of stealth and murder in the name of peace. There are two ways to enter the order; they are born into the order or are recruited by a fellow assassin. But, there was one case where a child was born and recruited at the same time.
In the year 1170, one of the master assassins, Aariz is about to become a father. He paces around the room hoping that the birthing goes well .Soon he hears a cry that could only belong to that of a newborn. He rushes towards the room that holds his wife and their new addition to the family.
But the sight he is greeted with as he rushes in the room is not one of absolute joy. There on the bed his wife lays dead, the birthing too much for her body to handle. One of the women that helped with the birthing is holding a little bundle in her arms that cries, not used to the cold air that surrounds it.
"I'm sorry, she didn't make it. But, the baby is fine and healthy." The woman said handing the bundle over into the new father's arms.
The death of his wife is a sign that the babe will be a good assassin.
The man looks and peers down at the face of his child for the first time. The child has curly brown hair and the babe's blue eyes are wide open.
Open eyes is a sign that the babe will be very alert and aware of its surroundings, another trait that makes a good assassin.
The babe cries loudly and flings its arms in the air getting used to the new world that surrounds it.
A loud cry is a sign the babe will be defiant.
The flinging of the arms is a sign the babe will be strong.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" The woman said.
She? A girl? Not a boy, but a girl? The man frowns at this new information. No girl can enter the brotherhood.
Yet, she holds all the signs of being a good assassin.
Why couldn't she be born a boy?
"What are you to call her?" The woman asks out of plain curiosity.
The master assassin looks down at his newborn daughter. She looks at him right in the eyes, as if looking into his very soul. Then she lets out a giggle that even the assassin could not help but smile at the sound.
"Amara, may she show eternal beauty in all that she does."
Later that day, Aariz left Amara in the care of one the women in order to go to the stronghold of the assassins. His eyes held determination for the mission he is to carry out: convince the Grand Master to let his daughter join the brotherhood.
He knew that he had little chance in succeeding, but his daughter showed every sign that she would be a good assassin and he didn't have the heart to marry again just to produce a son.
At the entrance of the stronghold leaning against the wall stood his best friend Umar. He had a son five years ago named Altair.
"What are you doing here my friend? Should you be at home with your wife and new child?" He questioned staring at his friend.
"My wife is dead Umar, and my child lives. I am here to see if the Grand Master will accept the child into our order."
"Ah, so you had a son? Praise Allah!" He congratulated his friend.
"No, a daughter."
"What? Have you gone mad Aariz? The Grand Master will never allow it!" Umar worries for his friend. He just lost his wife and now he wants to persuade the Grand Master to let his daughter join the brotherhood? It's madness!
"Brother, she shows all the signs of being a good assassin. I must try!" He knew that Umar will never understand, seeing as his son Altair was accepted with no trouble.
"I will join you in this meeting brother. It is madness, but I want to see how this ends." And with that Umar follows his dear friend up the stairs where their Master awaits.
Aariz explained to the Grand Master of the events that took place in his home. How his wife died and the babe showed all the signs of an assassin despite being a female. When he finished his tale, the Grand Master looked him straight in the eyes.
"Aariz, you have served the Creed well for many years, and you always had a knack for seeing the greatness in people. The thought of a female in our ranks disturbs me, but if you truly believe your daughter has what it takes, I will allow it. But, she will be given the same treatment as if she were a man, do you understand?"
Aariz let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.
"Yes Master, I understand."
And so begin Amara's life as the first woman ever to be accepted into the brotherhood.