(A/N)
Just one thing to say
In this Fic then Malik is older than Altair so their ages are:
Malik: 20
Altair: 19
Kadar: 18
Fallen Eagle: Chapter 2
"ALTAIR, THIS IS GETTING RIDICULOUS"
Malik shouted wile Altair was violently sick behind a bush on the way to Acre.
"You must now see that you are not well enough to go to Acre and dispose of the treat that is there"
Malik looked at Altair who was now back on his horse, still looking a pale green colour but otherwise okay.
"Malik, for that last time I am FINE, I am not in any need of medical attention and I have already said this it is just something I ate"Altair stated as he kicked his horse and started trotting again
Kadar sighed as Altair trotted in front of them and looked at Malik
"Brother it is pointless, Altair is too stubborn and proud to admit that he is ill"
Malik looked at him and nodded his head in agreement "I know Kadar, I know, but still…-" he paused to look at Altair who had jumped off his horse and was now throwing up again " -We must try to get him to see reason, before he gets worse"
"Malik-" Kadar started
"No, Kadar. We must try or we will not be able to get rid of the assassin killer in Acre"
"But Malik, we cannot do anything to help him, he's just to stubborn to admit he is ill"
Malik sighed This argument was pointless "Malik, Kadar, can we go a little faster?"
Malik looked at the younger assassin with pity, as he saw the pain and… what… Malik looked at Altair as if he had grown another head. Emotions. That was on his face which was strange, because normally there was none.
He sighed looking at Kadar, then at Altair. "Lets ride to Acre, my brothers"
The man gave one, final thrust before he pulled out of the now screaming guard and walked out of the room pulling on a nightgown.
"Sir, a message from the siblings has arrived" one soldier said going up to his master and handing him a scroll The man looked at the scroll and laughed
"Well men, it seems that we have another, toy, arriving soon" he said grinning like a cheshire cat, the men shivered but did not complain at what their leader called the poor soul. "And someone get that useless piece of shit in there out of my site" he said waving a hand at the soldier on the bed who was whimpering in pain and humiliation "W-what do you want us to do with him, my lord?"
"Kill him and be ready for the soon to be, new addition" he said grinning broadly
The men nodded and split up in to three groups of six and one group of three and then dispatched the groups of six into the city and the group of three to deal with the man, in their Master's room. Ark Amir Tale-Sante smiled and walked out onto the balcony looking out at the moat around his palace and back at the massage
Tale-Sante I am happy to say that a new "toy" shall be arriving, soon and that this one will last longer, than the others have, why? You ask because he is just as stubborn, as my sister and just as strong, he will not break easy, but to make him bow to your commands you must "Play" with him in front of his comrades if you have not killed them off already, he will then bend to your every will, just so he will not have to go though, that sort of pain and humiliation again.
Yours Altais and Thuban
PS. Knock your self out, with him do what you do but to make him suffer, A LOT
Tale-Sante smiled at the P.S note and looked down at his hand and then at the note again
"This is going to be fun,"
he said in a singsong voice grinning at the bloody feather in his hand
The Acre bureau leader looked up when, Malik and Kadar entered.
"Ah… Malik, Kadar, you have arrived and in go-" he stopped when he heard a strange noise on the roof, he looked up and then at the brothers
"Who is that?" he asked looking between the two assassins.
"Alta- OW! Malik!"
"No one, Rafik" Malik said quickly while standing on Kadar's foot
The old man just shrugged and began telling them were they could start looking: The market, the gardens and the docks, in other words, the most crowded places in the city.
On the roof, Altair was sitting up against the wall of a building, having just been sick, he was resting, "You know that, I should tell the Rafik about this" a smooth voice said Altair looked up and smiled "Vega, how nice to see you, how have you been?"
The girl in front of him smiled back "Oh Altair, I should not have tought you that art of the silver tounge"
Altair snorted "Art! Yeah right, you used it to get away from the poison Master and Mistress, you remember?" he asked Vega smiled
" Ah yes, but as I remember right, Altair YOU were with me too," she said smiling at him fondly
"Hey! I was just there for the sho-" Altair stopped in mid sentence to lean over the side of the building to throw up, again.
Vega frowned "How long has this been going on?"
Altair opened his mouth to protest but was stopped "HOW LONG ALTAIR!?!?" Vega yelled Altair almost fell of the roof she screamed so loud; almost,
"A couple of days that's all" he said looking at her smiling with a fake smile
"Is it really only a few days Al?" she said looking at him with sad eyes Altair felt guilt fill his soul, he looked at the ground again
"OK, so it's been going on since I was attacked in Jerusalem last month, nothing big though just throwing up a lot, having nightmares and feeling weak"
Vega looked at him again "Nightmares?" she asked, Altair could only nod as he was feeling sick, but new that he couldn't puke anymore seeing that his stomach was empty.
"VEGA!" a voice said Vega and Altair turned around and saw Kadar and Malik walking towards them
"Vega, I thought you were out collecting information on your, employer?" Kadar said excitedly running over and hugging her, Vega hugged him back and looked at Malik "My GOD Malik you've grown!" she said in a sarcastic manner, smiling at the people she considered her brothers, Malik scowled seeing that Vega was still taller than him,
he turned to Altair "Altair, we must go and collect information on Ark Amir Tale-Sante and do so quickly, seeing that some of our brothers have been captured recently, and may still be alive"
Altair turned to Vega "Sorry gotta go" he said and left with the Al-syre brothers.
Vega looked at the assassins from the roof and then jumped down into the bureau "Vega, is something wrong?" Vega jumped when she heard the Rafik
"No, nothing is wrong I am just worried about Altair"
the old man smiled and patted her on the shoulder
"He will be all right, my dear, know come and tell me what you have learned about your employer" Vega smiled a little and walked in.
"And you Altair get the docks, any questions?"
Malik said looking at the two other assassins, they both looked at him shaking their heads "Good, now we meet back here in three hours, no later got it?"
"Yes" Kadar said looking at his brother
"Whatever" Altair said, he began to walk away when
"Altair, what did you just say?"
"Huh, I just said whatever, why" Malik and Kadar looked at him
"You can speak more than one language, Altair?" He nodded and ran hoping to avoid more questions like that,
It didn't take him long to get to the docks, and get to work on collecting information.
After about two and a half hours he began walking back having not been able to collect any useful information, he was so preoccupied that he didn't notice, the shadow moving behind him.
"Hey! Can you help me"
Altair turned and saw a man in the ally opening "What is it you need help with?"
"My friend overheard something and I think you might be the right person for him to tell"
"What is it about?"
"Ark Amir Tale-Sante"
Altair froze "Tell me"
The man smiled "Come this way, my friend"
Altair came into the ally with all of his senses on alert
"What is it you wanted to tell me?"
"Just this" He stopped; a woman.
Altair turned around and met a club, he hit the hard and cold ground, the last thing he saw was a pair of brown assassin boots walking into the ally "Look at the fallen eagle, know my friends"
Altair blacked out
YAY I UPDATE :D R&R PLEASE