Another chapter. Karo is now due to fulfill her role.

Disclaimer: I only own Chanel! All claim does to Ubisoft and Oliver Bowden.

"Let me go!" Chanel hissed. "Let me go. My father is out there-"

"Child, your father is dead," the voice was strained as if the owner couldn't bear to say those words.

Chanel looked up to see the face of Ahmad Sofian. He looked worse close up. His left eye was surrounded by black, his lip was split, and he had a newly made scar running from his left ear to the left corner of his mouth.

Chanel gaped at him as her eyes filled with recognition.

She fell to the ground as Altair broke free of Ahmad's arms, which freed Chanel also. She stared up at her brother as he began shouting.

"It's your fault...it's your fault!" Altair screamed at Ahmad as Chanel pulled her knees to her chest. "He's dead, and its all your fault. My father is dead. Because of you!"

"Stop it, Altair, stop it!" cried his sister as she shot to her feet. Altair's mouth gaped as his sister glared at him in anger. "Stop it, stop it! You'll only make is worse..."

She leaned against the wall and slowly slid down. Shaking with tears unshed. She placed her head in her hands as Altair knelt beside her. He leaned against her as if for support.

Why God? Why did it have to be Father? Of all the people... No matter how much she prayed, Chanel's father did not walk through the door. Did not come to tell his children that it was okay-that he didn't just get his head chopped off! A soft thud told Chanel that Ahmad had also collapsed to the floor.

The three stayed like that. Altair, with his eyes closed, leaning against his sister who had her head in her hands. Ahmad on his knees in front of them. All three could hear the Saracens departing, leaving Umar's headless body behind.

Suddenly Chanel remembered something. Her eyes snapped open as she pulled the dagger from her boot. She unfolded it and stared at the winking gem in the middle of the dagger. The red star shaped gem reminded her of the blood that had poured forth from the stub where Chanel's father's head had been. The dagger slid from her hand as she closed her eyes. Trying to will the image of her father's headless body away.

Chanel and Altair stayed in their regular quarters until Al Mualim, the twins had learned that this was Master's name, called them or Altair. Al Mualim was still deciding on Chanel's future while Altair's had already been planned out.

Night and day were both the same equal amount of harsh

In the day, Chanel and Altair tried to distract themselves with things like sword fights with wooden swords that Umar had originally carved for Altair, but ever since his death both Altair and Chanel used them. The twins tried to remain active without leaving their quarters, which they feared with too get destroyed if they dared leave it. The only time they left was for meetings with Al Mualim.

At night, Chanel would curl up on her father's pallet, breathing in his scent, as Altair's body curled around hers as if protecting her. She would always wake up in the middle of the night whispering her father's name while Altair just curled tighter around her, his nose nestled in her hair.

In the mean time, Ahmad had broke out in fever and hysteria. He would wake both twins at night with a name that sent both twins into thought and depression. That name was Umar. But not only did Ahmad break out in fever but Karo, his wife, got the fever shortly after he did. Although she screamed a different name. The name was Ahmad.

Ahmad. Umar. Those names woke the twins at night, making them cuddle closer to one another.

"Ahmad!" the feminine scream woke Chanel up once more. "Umar!" another scream followed but it was more masculine. Cries of hysteria echoed around the vicinity.

But this time another voice joined. It was more quieter and it didn't sound hysteric or terrifying. It only sounded pleading.

Chanel looked to her brother to confirm him asleep before wiggling out of his grasp. She crept quietly over to the window and peered out. There, in the shadows of the Sofian house, was Abbas Sofian the son of Karo and Ahmad. He was curled into a ball and he had pressed his palms together in a silent prayer. His mouth moved to form silent words and Chanel couldn't help but feel sorry for him. For he had not only one deranged parent but two.

Then Chanel crept back over to the pallet but instead of nestling in Altair's arms, she wrapped her arms around his body. And fell back asleep like that while muttering silent prayers for Abbas and trying to block out the voices screaming her father's name and the man who had revealed him.

The next day, Ahmad's fever was said to have broken. Karo's was said to be still going on but that it would end soon. Abbas had been given the duty of watching both of his parents and making sure that nothing went wrong from either another fever resurfacing for Ahmad or breath quickening for Karo.

The next night, Chanel woke to find that her brother was not on the pallet with her. Instead, he was standing in front of her staring in horror at what was standing in the doorway of their quarters. She stood with her brother and stared at the figure in the doorway with a shocked expression. It was Ahmad, who had a dagger in hand and a peaceful expression on his face.

"I'm sorry," he said looking between the two with lazy eyes before taking the dagger and sliding it across his own throat.

"No!" Chanel's shriek was followed by panicked breathing as she rushed over to Ahmad as he collapsed on his knees then he feel forward.

Chanel caught him before he hit the floor. She laid him down gently before ripping a piece of cloth from the bottom of her pants leg. She wrapped it around Ahmad's neck. She pressed down as her breath quickened thinking of what to do, then a glint caught her eye. She turned her head to see the dagger-the one she had meant to give her father. The red of the star shaped jewel mixed with the blood of Ahmad.

"Altair!" she cried as she pointed to the blade.

The twins stayed like that. Chanel her clothes too getting stained by blood, held one hand over the cloth keeping it pressed down while her other hand pointed to the red jewel centered silver blade lying a few inches away. Altair stood, horror written across his face with a gaping mouth and wide eyes, as blood trickled thickly from Ahmad to coat Altair's feet in red. Then the door opened hitting Ahmad's foot, making his body jerk forward sending a shrieking Chanel stumbling back, the tips of her hair touching the blood.

Then a sickly thin woman stepped through the door and onto the blood. Porcelain pale skin was dotted with sweat and finger nails raw. Big brown eyes were wide in surprise and blue lips muttered one name over and over again, "Ahmad?"

Karo had an expression of shock on her face. Her hand was trembling and her mouth was open in a silent scream.

"Ahmad?" she chocked out putting a hand over her heart. "Ahmad?" She started to scream. "Ahmad! God why Ahmad! Ahmad!" And with the final tear filled cry she ran back out into the night.

"Altair," Chanel ran to he brother and held onto him tightly. "What was that, Altair? What was that? What is Karo going to do?"

Then both children were sprinting off to find Al Mualim. When they finally found him Altair had tear stains on his cheeks, but Chanel had not cried once. The only sign of emotion was wide eyes and moth gaping as she remembered the cruel image of Ahmad's body going limp as her father's had once his head had been disconnected.

Thank you Karo for making it creepier! I don't know whether to smile or frown...well anyway, Karo has already done her part but it hasn't been mentioned. You'll find out next chapter. Also, poor Altair and Chanel! Ubisoft and I have one thing in common...we like to make character lives sad! :)