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Alura stepped in between the assassins and me.
"So Altair…I finally get to meet my brother's best friend, huh?" she was intentionally stalling for me. I sneaked away through the crowd. Altair tried to bypass her but Alura countered his advances.
"Is that your best friend?" Altair asked. I could feel his eyes burning into me.
"Yea! She's uh…her name is Mira…Miralame." Alura thought of a name on spot. Lame? What a nice best friend. But I really couldn't criticize her in this situation since she was covering for me.
"I thought her name was Liria." Altair forced his way through Alura. I was almost down to the other side of the street. The damn crowd was slowing me down and sweeping me where I didn't want to go.
"What? It's probably the wrong person." Alura laughed nervously as she tugged at Altair's sleeve. Malik folded his arms and cocked an eyebrow.
"She works at the bath house doesn't she? Her left ring finger is missing. Malik, she's the assassin!" Altair ripped his arm free from Alura's grip.
"Idiot! Don't just say assassin in the middle of a crowded place!" Malik scolded Altair.
People looked at them. A few people screamed and ran. Then everybody else started to run. I was about to turn into another street when a stampede of screaming, frightened people came behind me.
Without knowing the real reason behind the mob of people, I ran away from them as fast as possible. This damn dress was slowing me down. I couldn't run to my full potential.
Looking to the footholds on the walls, I could start scaling the walls but that would make it way to obvious to Altair that I really was the assassin. It was either that or be trampled.
I jumped and grabbed the highest jutting brick off the wall. Before long, I was scrambling to the top. I reached the second floor balcony of a building when the mob raced past me in the streets below.
Near the back of the crowd a man clothed in white pointed a finger at me. Altair scaled the wall on the other side of the street. He was already at the top before I was. I ran across the flat rooftop away from him.
Jumping from rooftop to rooftop, I managed to catch the attention of several archers. They shot arrows at us but they bounced aimlessly at our feet. Altair was catching up quickly. I never had to run away from somebody this well trained.
This dress! My strides were at least as half as short than my stride when I was wearing pants. Finally losing the last straw of my patience with the dress, I allowed my legs to tear through it. The tear ripped the dress all the way to my thigh in three strips. With freedom, I lengthened my strides.
Altair's footsteps were gradually starting to grow quieter. I jumped off another rooftop. With a couple of more rooftops, I think I could actually outrun him.
"Watch out!" I heard Altair scream to me. I looked left and saw it coming. The arrow tore throw my thin dress and stuck into my ribs. I didn't feel anything at first. It was almost as though I was just floating in the midair. I looked down at the arrow sticking out of the side of my ribs. Now I felt the pain. I began to descend into the street below before-
-I jumped off the roof with more force than usual and stretched my hands out toward her. She dropped into my arms and my body crushed into her. I landed on the other roof, stumbling from the extra weight. Malik said he would take care of the archers. I twisted around and saw that a knife was sticking out of the Archer's head. Looking down at the girl in my arms, blood free flowed from the arrow wound. Her crimson blood bled through her dark dress and onto my white robes. She tried to push me away from her but right now she needed me. Not knowing what else to do, I decided to bring her back to the brotherhood so somebody could help her.
And now my laptop is running out of batteries…Literally.. i have like 3 minutes left. X3
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