(Altair Belongs to Ubisoft) (The rest are my OC's)
If you haven't read the main story, these stories may be confusing. For the best expreince you should read the Blast From The Past frist and then refer to this chapters when it's mentioned to but it's not a requirment.
This chapter is to give you a better insight on my OCs abilities. So I'm sorry if it's a little boring.
(A time manipulation with a little fantasy. Starring Altair, and OC)
Lightning, Renni and Altair walked into the medic bay area. The room was similar to the one he was in the day before. Renni tugged at her father coat. "Is he going to be alright?"
He nodded then looked to Altair. "You'll have to remove your robes, it will make it easier this time to tend to your injuries." Lightning opened a few cupboards looking for the things he needed. When he found the items, he placed them on a table next to the bed.
Altair removed his belt and shoulder strap then placed them on the bed. He then removed his robes and folded them next to his belt. Lightning walked over to pick up the robes and handed them to Renni.
"Please go see Terra, I'm sure she'll be able to do something about his robes." He watched her run off as asked. "I'll give you one of my sweater to use while we repair your cloths." He got the last thing he needed and motioned for Altair to sit on the bed.
He sat on the bed and listened as Lightning explained to him what he was doing. He watched as Lightning take notes of his blood pressure, temperature, and his breathing. "Why do you write everything down?"
"It's just the way our system works, it will help better treat you later if you should need it." He looked up and saw he wasn't satisfied with that answer. "If you where to fall ill later, then all one would have to do is look up your file and they would have a better idea of might be wrong with you then wasting time playing a guessing game." He got up to put some of the stuff away. "Lucky, you don't seem to have developed any infections from your injuries."
Lightning and motioned for him to lay down on the bed, he leaned on his elbows. "You can tell, without even unwrapping the bandages?"
"Yes, your vitals are normal, if they weren't it would indicate a problem." He taken a seat next to the bed and started cutting off the bandages. "How would they have treated this back in Masyaf?" He applied a numbing cream on the right side of his stomach.
"Well, considering my injuries at the moment. If I was still a Master Assassin I would have been stitched up then, sent out on another mission. By the time I reached my destination I would have been well enough to get the job done but since I'm Grandmaster now its hard to say. I was ordered to be in bed once for a week over a cut I received on my leg while sparring with a fellow Assassin. Though I didn't comply with that order they didn't leave me alone for that week either." He watched Lightning re-stitch his side. "How is it I'm not felling that?"
"I applied an anaesthetic cream, it will numb the area for an hour or two." He had finished and held up a bottle over his left shoulder. "This stuff will burn but the pain will past." Then he poured it on the wound the only reaction he noticed was that he clenched his fist slightly. "I don't think I have ever seen someone not groan in pain to this stuff." His other injuries were just simple cuts and only needed to be cleaned and bandaged. "Not only a skilled fight but well in control of your emotions, your a rare breed indeed."
"You're wife is rare as well. I only know of one other woman that put up a good fight, she was also able to nick me here and there before I found my opening." He saw Lightning raise a brow. "She turned out not to be my target so I let her live."
"But you would have killed Redstriker." He said bluntly, he watched Altair turn his gaze away from him. They fell silent for a while as he continued with the bandages.
"My concern was the Apple, it is a dangerous weapon in the wrong hands. She was unfortunately in my way."
"Hell knows no fury as a woman scorned, you were attacking the children and she was more then willing to put her life on the line for them. She would have made sure to take you with her if you'd made that final blow." He lightly chuckled.
"Why do you laugh at the thought of your wife dying?"
"We have been in so many near death situations, I have lost count. We no longer fear the idea of death but we have made it to a point that if we where to face death we would make sure not to be facing him alone." Suddenly Lightning phone rang, he got up and stepped out of the room for a few moments. When he returned he had a white hood sweater in hand. "Seems like Renni been playing with fire again." He chuckled.
He sat cross legged on the bed. "She had said you and your wife are able to do it to, how?"
"Its something we were born with, evolution. Only 15% of the population seem to have some ability related to earth. I have electricity, and a speed advantage. Redstriker has fire but she is also the only person I know that can use other earth abilities as well, which has unfortunately got a lot of peoples attention on her. You'll notice later the rest of the family has an element of the earth as well, though its a rare fluke for a family to all have an ability."
"It seems like your wife discourages Renni from using her ability?"
"She is still too young to be using it. The more you use your ability the faster it will wear you out, Redstriker and I may have mastered our abilities long ago but it still takes a toll on us after a while but it's nothing a little rest won't fix." He finished and was putting the remaining items away.
"In my era, you lot would have been hung for witchcraft or for being possessed or some other non senses the Templars could come up with. Is the world really that accepting of these abilities?" Lightning had handed him the sweater and he put it on.
"In truth, no. People are often fearful or jealous of us, and the government has passed out special collars to be placed on our necks when we are arrested. They have managed to figure out a way to disable our abilities with them, the collars have also fallen into the hands of people that want to do us harm and because of that we rely more on our fighting skills and ingenuity then our abilities."