Hi I'm not one for long Author's notes so let's get to it. I do not own Assassin's Creed 'cause if I did welllllllllll things would be different.
Also don't let the length stop you it's an illusion??
HEREWEGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Tonight was the night of no moon meaning the village just a mile away from Jerusalem was cover by the blackness of the night. Yet off a bit to the outside of the small town was a lone house it was smell with a cozy air around it inside was a young woman...
Hanan had been doing what all bakers do; she was rolling dough to leave it out to rise to start her normal day
What her "normal Day" is:
- Get dough before sunrise to bake/make filling for the pasties then baking them in the dough
- Let Abdul-Hafiz out to spread his wings (It's a Oprey bird if you wanna look it up)
- Then tend to the spices, fruits, herbs, and vegetables in the garden out back with the help of Abdul-Nasir, her black rabbit who eats the weeds or helps with the digging
- Then it is time to go back and get the bread and pastries, then have Abdul-Hadi, Her mahogany colored horse, ride into Jerusalem to deliver said baked goods then have him return
- Then have Abdul-Hadi and Abdul-Ra'uf, her small white fox, go to the village's main stream and collect water
- Have them return and water the plants so they do not dry in the hot weather, then return to her small house to put out and open the shop with the left over goods and the ones she made during Abdul-Hadi and Abdul-Ra'uf's journeys
- By this time the sun is a bit past its highest point (1 pmish) her shop is open and customers are coming in never one to be busy she knows all her costumers names and will talk to them when they come in
- Then close up her shop make and roll out the dough to let rise (7 pmish)
And this is her normal day.
THESCENEISACHANGIN'
Altair is on his mission to regain his lost honor he had already assassinated Tamir and had gone to Al Mualim but, already people began to get more conscious with the knowledge that there was an assassin out.
(Yes I know in the game they don't start to get suspicion until later on)
His horse at the moment was walking at a very slow pace making the trip drag out longer than what he wished. Yet, he knew that he could not just rush the Creed stated "Hide from plain sight let the people hide you".
Yet as Altair's luck would have it a pack of King Richard's men were walking around at least ten or more strong. Not only that but a templar was off to the side of the road.
Altair ducked his head discreetly lower hoping that the Templar would not see him and alert the passing troops. He would not be able to get to Jerusalem with the village up ahead over run by guards that would more than likely here the shouts of "heathen", "Heretic", and other such names and, come join their fighting comrades.
"ASSASSIN!"
That quickly pulled Altair out of his thoughts. Hastily he kicked his horse into a gallop rushing off in the direction of the village the crisp night air rushing past him, though his hood stayed in place.
Soon enough many soldiers' attention had been grabbed at the yells, Altair merely raced on his horse. As he made it to the out skirts of the village archer's posts began to come into view. Many archers bows were strung and pulled ready for the racing assassin to pass them.
The onslaught of arrows began, and Altair was hit with three all in the back yet, it was his horse that suffered the most, and him and his passenger had both came to a tumbling halt. The horse quickly shot up in an alarmed state raced off leaving his rider to fend for himself.
Altair was normally one to fight yet, his need to live and regain his lost pride was what made common sense dawn on him that he would not win this battle.
He was more than aware that he would not be able to break the guards' sight then find a haystack in his worsening condition. So he began sprinting down the hill awkwardly as the arrows began to embed themselves in his back.
As he began his backtracking, troops had begun to line-up in a blockade. Altair went into a tackle position in a desperate attempt to beak through without sustaining too many injuries.
As he raced through an open space of the readied soldiers two had begun to swing their swords one to the stomach that was not too deep and, another to his lower back that cut off a layer of his skin.
With a grunt he tumbled to the ground. Even though the smartest idea would be to "play dead" he was losing too much blood. He let the guards get a foot away from his supposed corpse. With some of his breath back in his lungs he shot up and, once again raced to the village. The guards quickly coming after him though a bit behind due to fatigue affecting their bodies as well.
SCENECHANGEAGAIN
Hanan had just put out the last of the dough took in the scent of her bakery and, went to her window to put out her candles. She had just blown it out the last one when the pounding of metal shoes running came to her ears.
Hanan had thought nothing of it, and that the guards had probably found an innocent soul to harass. Just as she went to shut her door a-
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NO I ain't that mean!
Altair was beginning to slow, the blood loss causing his vision to blur. Just then the heavenly smell of baked bread and sweets began to waft into his nose. Against his better judgment he began a full sprint completely losing the guards. He saw an oddly placed house, it had what looked to be a huge garden in the back. He saw the open door yet before he got too close to the house he ran off in a different direction using his falling blood as an advantage.
He went off and up an archer's post quickly and soundlessly killing the two archers. He used the clean parts of his robes as a way to stop the falling blood.
Carefully climbing off and stealthily raced to the other side using the parts of overgrown patches of grass to hide him. Passing the guards as they ran in the opposite direction.
Seeing a shadow come up to the door of the bakery made him reconsider his choice, yet at the sound of the guards being ordered to split up he bolted for the door.
Barging in he heard the startled gasp of a woman before passing out……
I'm Really mean hehe tell me if ya liked it cause if not I'll just delete the story cause I have no time for a story that no one's gonna read when I have my other story to work on.
The meaning of the names if you care:
Hanan- Mercy (in Arabic if no one caught that) (Baker Lady)
Abdul-Nasir- Servant of the Helper (Bunny)
Abdul-Hadi- Servant of the Guide (Horsy)
Abdul-Ra'uf- Servant of the Most Merciful (Foxy)
Abdul-Hafiz- Servant of the Protecter (Birdy)
Altair (incase someone doesn't know) - Flying Eagle and The Son of None
BYE-BYE! Any question E-Mail me or put 'em in a Reveiw!