Hello! Dang I didn't make you wait too long! (Am I good or what?) Anyways still wondering if any of y'all are appreciating this whatever you'd like to call it. SO reviews are loved, favs and follows make me happy also. I thank my newest follower which made me confident ebough to produce chapter 4! And if you don't want to review by the way, Pming is fine also ;) Anyways I want to thank my lovely beta (bethheartsbooks) and the rambling is done!
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The chatter of novices and assassins rang through the room but hushed instantly as Lilia walked in with Altair trailing behind her. She stood on a balcony above the stone room with Altair. Her whole aura changed, she seemed to look taller and more intimidating as she faced her back to him and with a strong, dignified, yet kind voice he never heard from her, started to speak to the audience. "Assassins, apprentices and novices of the United States Brotherhood, I know you have all heard the great news of our mission being successful, we now have Altair in our safe hands," She declared, the audience roaring and clapping. The room silenced once more when she spoke again, "The question is how do we get him home? I have heard a multitude of rumors of ideas going around and I wish to hear them all. Sadly I cannot meet with each of you but if you would like to tell me your idea, please do not hesitate to write a report and have it on my desk by tomorrow morning 23:00. Thank you all for this hard work and I wish the best to all the novices going on their last missions as novices." The crowd became loud once more as she walked back into the hallway form the platform.
"Phew, now that's done we just have that meeting and then lunch!" She happily chirped with a smile gleaming under her hood. Altair indulged in the thought of lunch as they walked through the halls that seemed earthy with stone columns and archways. His ears perked as some assassins were talking to some novices about how most of the bureau is underground and undetectable from Templars. This made Altair's thoughts switch to his fortress Masyaf and how it stood these days but dreaded the outcome and didn't dare ask Lilia. His thoughts were gratefully switched to the doors they were passing by. "What are these?" Altair asked eyeing an eccentric pink poster on one door. "Oh these are sleeping quarters for novices and appetencies," Lilia answered in a serene tone, she seemed slightly distracted. "I thought you said assassins don't live at the Bureau" Altair inquired a smirk coming to his face, he caught her. "Novices come at the last year before they become a apprentice for intensive training and then a year after they get their hidden blades for learning how to wield it properly" She rebutted picking up his taunting tones as she walked with her hips swaying under the cloak. He wished that he could place his hands on them and make her jump, Stop it! Altair seethed to himself but before he could get into deeper self loathing a familiar face popped out of a door scooping Lilia in a hug. What was his name again? Ah yes, Matt. "Matt! Weren't you at the meeting?" She laughed as he pulled her hood down to tousle her curls. Idiot those are perfect curls to not mess with. "Yes, but you see I found the secret route you assassins use to 'monitor' your students" He answered nodding towards the ceiling. "Gosh dang it Matt! You are too smart for your own good!" She scolded jokingly lightly smacking him on top of the head. "I learn from the best," He winked pulling her into a tighter hug. Pft, you're still a novice. She giggled and chastised, "Don't you have a meeting to go to?" before pulling on his gray hood. "Of course milady," He said in an over dramatic voice swooping down to kiss her hand. Oh how romantic. She laughed once more and pushed him on "Go on dweeb, otherwise you'll miss dinner" She said winking at him. He blew a kiss then ran off with precision speed. Why on earth did this man illicit some type of reaction from Altair? Jealousy? Shit, that can't be it. But it was and with that Altair mumbled something on the terms of "Shithead Novice" in Arabic as he watched Lilia shake her head at Matt and pull her hood up once more while starting to walk down the hall. He quickened his pace to walk to the side of Lilia. "So have they allowed relations between novices and masters, now?" He asked attempting to sound nonchalant. "Novices, relations...Oh you think Matt and me?" She asked breaking into giggles. Altair didn't answer but blood rushed to his cheeks feeling his pride sting once more. Yet his heart swelled with happiness when she said more seriously, "He is my student and our feeling is nothing but comradery". He nodded as to show he understood and they walked for a little while longer.
They reached a grand archway with a metal door wedged in between the two columns. Her demeanor changed once more as she pushed some buttons then glided through the door that opened seamlessly. Once inside the room an almost haunting voice projected breaking the silence with, "Identification". She immediately responded in a strong but detached voice "Lilia DeMedici, Master Assassin of the United States Branch". The voice shot back in the booming voice "Business". She responded in the same voice "Mission debriefing and other unknown cause". The voice didn't respond at all and instead to his right a door swished open and a man in his sixties walked in. He wore black pants and one of those uncomfortable white shirts with a crimson strip of fabric called a tie. "Leo!" Lilia squealed running to throw the man in a giant hug. He laughed hugging her back saying, "Good to see you strong and healthy".
"Same to you," She laughed squeezing him extra tight. "The mission also went well it seems," He stated eyeing Altair then winked at him. "Yes, do I really have to explain all the details?" She said breaking the hug then pouting at him. "Oh no my child...," Lilia sighed, "But..." He finished eliciting a groan form her. "Oh it is just an investigation and if you can a recovery" He said giving her a stack of thin papers inside a larger paper. "Here's the file for the mission read up while you go grab lunch and prepare," He said with a smile and twinkle in his eyes. Her smile gleamed under her hood as she took it then hugged him once more. "Safety and Peace, Rabbit," He said kissing the top of her head. "As you La Volpe," She said smiling at him and walking out the door. "Altair," The man, Leo, called. Altair spun around to look at him, "She's Beautiful, no?" He asked winking with a smile. Altair blushed under his hood, Damn old man. Altair quickly walked out to join Lilia, "Who's Leo?" he asked commanding the color in his cheeks to be admonished. "The old Master Assassin of the U.S Branch. He became what you know a 'Rafik' 3 years ago," She replied eyes gazing down on the file or he assumed, that hid her lovely eyes. And here he goes. "You replaced him?" He questioned staring down the endless hallway. "Yes it was time because he was getting 'too old'," She seethed at the last part. "You have some affection for the man," He stated watching her delicate hand flips through the paper, they must be so soft. C'mon Altair, watch the archways. "Yes he was probably the closest thing I had to a father, I was also his apprentice," She said then instantly groaned over some detail in the papers. Altair was about to ask about the father issue but they were back in her office and she walked over to her kitchen to make something. After 5 minutes she handed him a sandwich. "Well Altair eat up, we've got a mission!" She said her smiled now to full view because she took off her hood. "Where is this mission?" He asked biting into the sandwich. Lilia's smiled dropped as she said, "The Abstergo Hive".
DUN DUN DUUUUNNNN! Haha Chapter 5 might take a week or two, its written but it is like 20 pages long its cray cray. Thank you for reading and reviews are welcome even if they are criticism! :)
