Stealth Kill
Altair took a flying leap from the roof-top of a merchants home, his feet landed without a sound on another roof-top. He drew a single throwing knife and held it between two fingers. A guard began making his rounds down the street below.
"Huuurrrk" the man gurgled his last breath as Altair's lethal dagger tore through the base of his neck.
Altair took a leap and landed next to him. The man was lying face down and was quite obviously dead.
"Who goes there?!" a second guard appeared at the top of the street.
Altair bounded up a wall and onto a roof. The hidden blade in huis sleeve dropping down to his side.
The guard reached his colleagues corpse and gasped.
"INTRU--!!" he began but was cut off when Altair plunged the blade into the unfotunate man's ribs.
Altair sprinted away from the two bodies, moving silently accross the white sand.
"You there! halt in the name of--"
THWACK!
Altair slammed his hand into the man's throat with such force that the man was lifted of the ground. He let the concealed blade drop down into his hand and plunged it into the guards navel and then slashed his throat.
Making his way accross the rooftops Altair dived accross a large gap between two houses and took a flying leap up onto the side of a Mosque. He clambered to the top and took out a telescope.
He could see his target giving a public address. The man was short and fat, wearing expensive silk clothes. He was a Christian.
The man finished and began to walk away. Altair tracked his progress and then grabbed a crossbow. He felt obliged to honour the man's religion.
Altair loaded a bolt into the weapon. He put the butt into his shoulder. He cocked it and took aim.
Altair let out half a brath and then held the rest in.
He squeezed the trigger.
No noise.
No scream.
No witnesses.
Stealth Kill
END