Disclaimer: I don't the Assassins Creed franchise. When I do, I will likely brag about to everyone and anyone. Enjoy!
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I didn't always make the smartest decisions, sometimes making some brash judgments. But, honestly this wasn't a smart decision at all.
I was standing outside the Templar's headquarters in Tyre. I had asked around the area and they told me it was here. But, I was currently debating if I should go inside or not. I guess it's better to just give it a try…
"Knock, knock." I said while knocking the Templar's headquarters' door.
"Who's there?" Asked someone inside the building.
"Banana." I said.
"Banana who?" Asked the Templar inside quite confused.
"Knock, knock." I repeated.
"Who's there?"
"Banana."
"Banana who?"
"Knock, knock."
"Who's there?" Asked the person again, sighing.
"Orange."
"Orange who?" He asked a little relieved.
"Orange you glad I didn't say banana?" I said. I was proud of myself for some reason. The person inside opened the door madly for some reason. He had dirty mid-length blond hair and blue eyes. He had an oval shaped face. He had some muscles and was a little higher than me. He was wearing the Templar's Knight uniform, but was currently missing the helmet.
After I saw his face I started laughing.
"You find that funny?" Said the person inside. He was more in shock now. He sighed again. "Why are you bothering us Banana?"
"Banana?" I repeated trying to contain my laughter.
"If you're bothering us for no reason then I recommend you to leave." The person said. I regained my composter and remembered why I was here.
"Well…" I started. "I need to see your boss."
"Why?" He said, now paying more attention.
"I have some information to give him."
"What about?" He looked at me again. "What business do you have with Lord Basilisk? Are you a spy?" He said taking out his weapon.
This was starting to become bad and fast. I opened my mouth but, before I could answer him someone interrupted me.
"Calm down James. I can handle this problem." Another person said in a kind voice. He was a broad man with a white loose shirt and some dark pants, probably being his pajamas. He had a pale skin tone and ginger hair. He was carrying a broadsword around his waist. "I'm an old man. I can handle myself." James backed down reluctantly.
"Come in." James said with a forced smile.
Great hospitality...
I entered and it was like one of those old military barracks. It had a huge living room, or living quarters as they were probably called nowadays, an open dining room with many wooden tables and chairs with candles as a light source. It was incredibly packed with many Templars, all variations included. I was in an assassins not recommended places to visit in their travel guide.
"Come now I will take you to my room. Somewhere more private." Basilisk said with a warm smile. It looked quite creepy for some reason. I nodded to him.
We started walking upstairs and I started to notice that this place also had many bedrooms with many beds in each room, sort of like a camp. A Templar camp… We proceeded to enter one of the last rooms in the long hallway and it looked like it was the biggest room out of all. We entered it and then Basilisk closed the door. My mom always told me to never be alone with a man in a room, it sounded like good advice now…
"What business do you have with me?" Basilisk said in a more serious voice. "I have no time for games."
"I'm just going to say it." I told him. "Altair discovered that Harash betrayed the order and is on his way to kill him. Also Adha, the Chalice, is in Tyre and in a boat waiting for Altair to return after his mission."
He looked at me with analyzing eyes, seeing if I had said the truth. "Altair?" He said thinking about it. "James!" He screamed.
"Yes sir!" He said immediately opening the door. Looks like he had followed us until the room and was snooping our conversation.
"You heard the lad, send a messenger to Alep immediately!" Basilisk said. James immediately went out the room running to look for the messenger. "As for you…" He said looking at me. "You have done as a great dead. Is there a way to repay you?" He said in a kinder voice.
"Not really." I told him. I wanted to get out of here or wake up now, because I was getting nervous being in this Templar den.
"I insists." He looked at me again. "Do you have a place to rest?" He asked.
"Yes!" I told him, not wanting to be here any longer.
He looked taken back about this. He then got a little closer to me. "Looks like you don't understand…" He said in a more threatening voice. "I wonder how you got that bit of information… This could be a trap."
"Oh…" I said understanding his idea now. "So you believe I'm doing this as a trap and want me to stay here as a prisoner." I told him a little darkly.
"You could call it that or as a special guest." He said.
"Sounds like a prisoner to me anyways." I told him. "Do I have a say in this?" I asked him honestly.
"No." He said firmly.
"And if I say please?" I asked him again.
"No." He said. I was going to say something else but he interrupted me. "And don't you dare ask me again. You should be happy I'm doing this the nice way. Or would you rather have it the hard way?" He asked, threatening me.
"I like the nice way. Thank you very much." I told him. "If it's going to be like this, I guess you should show me my room." And like that, we started going to my new bedroom. Yay…
I always thought being a prisoner was something bad and difficult. Maybe, they would start torturing me, start blackmailing or not giving me food… But this was great!
After they showed me my room, I slept until mid-day. They didn't put me to do a thing! I had liberty of doing what I wanted as long as I didn't left the headquarters and killed someone. Pretty good rules if you ask me! They gave me all the food I wanted and I even had a private bathroom. I was quite in shock about the whole toilet ordeal and how there was no plumbing, but apart from that, life was great!
I didn't leave my room for two days. But at the dawn of the third day, they decided to bother me.
"You have to get out." Said James.
"But… I'm not breaking any rules!" I told him. I was practically in my room all those days, only rarely going out.
"You will get out. I never thought that our supposed to be traitor that is currently a prisoner was this lazy." He said.
"First of all, I'm a special guest. Second, I'm no traitor. And lastly, I can procrastinate all I want!" I told him. I was really tired lately. I guess that all the moving around I had done had been more exercise than what I did in a year and my muscles were sore.
"Whatever you say, prince." James said. Oh, I was also seen as a man here. The joy. "We are currently training the soldiers and Lord Basilisk had asked for you to see your abilities. I quite frankly doubt you have some but, I'm doing what he said. So, if you have someone you want to fight about this, you can ask him."
"If I do this… will I be left alone?" I asked him. He nodded. "So let's go."
We walked to the front yard where the training quarters where. There was a ring, some dummies and lots of Templars practicing with their weapons. I had noticed that I actually entered by the super top secret backdoor to this place so that's why they had asked me who is it. I sure am lucky…
"Good day ladies!" Said someone with a French accent. I turned around and saw a big gruff man. He had dark brown mid-length hair and blue eyes, with a big mustache. He had the Templar Knights' armor on.
"As you all know, or as I suppose you ladies know today is examination day." Everyone grunted. "You better do a good job. And any one of you that doesn't do well in the examination you all know the consequences." He said with an evil grin. I saw everyone was recalling some memory and they had a very scared look. "I would say luck to all of you, but I wish nothing more than mass amounts of failure. Now, get in line!" And with that all the Templars ran to somewhere else and started to do a formation.
"This is the one I was talking about Hugo." Said James. As I was looking around elsewhere, Hugo had come to where James and I currently are.
"Oui, He does look as weak as you said James." Hugo said looking at me. "Doesn't even look like a threat if you ask me."
"He doesn't look like a threat to me either, but I'm doing as Lord Basilisk wishes." James said with a sigh. "So he has to be in this examination." He said. Hugo just nodded at what James said.
"Wait…" I told both of them. They both looked at me in the eye. "You want to make me be part of this test! This was supposed to be training. You totally lied to me." I told him.
"I just left out some details." James said.
"Grow a pair of balls." Hugo said. "A little white lie hurts no one."
"I do it with one condition." I told James. He looked at me mildly interested. "I get to do what I want and I will never be in one of these stupid physical education test." I told him.
"Deal." He put his hand and I mine, but as we were shacking he continued. "But, you have to end up in first place." He put away his hand after that. "Great doing business with you."
I sighed as they just outright fooled me. I still had my hand out where I left it when shacking with him and left it there. I put it inside one of my pockets and looked at the sky.
Why, must I do a damn physical education exam in my dreams! First homework and now this!
Hugo grabbed my arm and dragged me to the line of hundreds of Templars. I still looking at the sky and cursing this damn test. "Ladies, we got a special delivery. He will be taking part of this examination name is…." He said but he didn't know my name.
"Alex." I said deciding to use the male variation of my name.
"You heard him ladies!" Hugo screamed. "Treat him like one of ours!" With that he pushed me in the line of Templars. Some hands grabbed me and put me in the line with the other Templars. "So, our first destination ladies… Archery!"
With that the line started moving in a straight line going to the archery station. It looked to me as one of those preschooler's lines, but without the grabbing hands. I chuckled at that. After a minute or two we arrived at our destination.
"Listen up ladies!" Hugo said again. "You know how it goes, divide yourselves in groups. And for the newcomers or the dumb ass that forgot, you're divided in groups diving you skill level of this expertise! You're divide in four groups! Bad skill to the left, average skill in the middle and the best ones at the right. For the people who have never taken the test go to the farthest left. That is all!"
Like that, everyone scrambled around and I took the farthest left post. There was another person in front of us with the Templar Knights' armor. He had long light brown hair and blue eyes, with a white skin tone. He was a big man and quite tall, but looked gentle in some sense.
"Hello." The man in front of us said. "Allow me to present myself. My name is Mark and I'm one of the superiors around here. Now, all of you go take a bow and arrows and go to one of the archery stations."
After Mark finished, everyone started scattering around and grabbing the necessary materials. I did the same and got to the last vacant station.
"Looks like everyone's ready. Now you can just start shooting freely at the pace you like." Mark said.
I saw everyone getting in a stance for shooting. I looked at them and tried to remember the shooting stance in the tutorial. I looked at the people who were shooting and remembered how I was supposed to use it. I was getting in my stance when someone interrupted my train of thought.
"First time using a bow?" Asked the guy besides my station, intrigued. He had mid-length black hair and dark brown eyes and a very white skin tone. He was a tall man and quite muscular thought, like everyone in this headquarters.
"Yep." I told him looking at the bow.
"Hmm…" He said shooting the bow and hitting bull's eye. "Want help?" He asked me.
"Thanks, but no thanks." I told him, trying to pass off nicely. I already remembered how I was supposed to use it so I didn't want to bother the guy.
"I knew he was a snob!" Said the other man besides me. He was tall, but a little skinnier than the rest of the people here. He had short silver blonde hair with brown eyes and a much whiter skin tone than anyone here.
"You don't have to be so mean to him, Nigel." Said the dark haired man continuing his near perfect shooting.
"I told you he was going to be like this Dougal!" Nigel said, also shooting and hitting almost perfectly the target.
"You did." Dougal said. "But, he looks like the type that doesn't want to cause problems."
"Sure, look at him." Nigel said pointing at me with the bow. I instinctively ducked in case his hand accidently slipped and shot and arrow. "He hasn't hit the target once!" He continued then shooting his target. "Talk about a smug person!" He shot and hit bull's eye.
"I haven't shot an arrow…" I said to him. He then looked at my pack of arrows and then looked a little ashamed, but not willing to admit he was wrong.
"Big difference. A slow poke." He said taunting me.
"I heard someone wasn't shooting!" Hugo said. "Whoever is this stupid asshole who thinks he can get away with this should better be prepared to face the consequences!"
I saw Nigel grinning out of satisfaction. Asshole.
I pointed my bow and did as my body remembered how to shoot. I pulled the bowstring and positioned myself. I shot the arrow and it hit bull's eye. I guess that was how I was supposed to do it.
"Wow." Said Dougal impressed. "Looks like we got a talented shooter here."
"Beginners' luck." Nigel said unimpressed.
I shot again, but this time three arrows without stopping and they all hit bull's eye, parting the arrows in half. Dougal clapped impressed. He had already finished shooting all his arrows, which all had hit the target in some way or another.
"You sure you are a beginner?" Asked Dougal.
"I am." I told him.
"You don't look like one." Dougal told me. "Looks like we got a prodigy here."
"A little bit of luck." Said Nigel, a little bit jealous. I laughed at that a bit. Nigel had also finished shooting all of his shots that like Dougal, all hit the target.
I continued to shoot and hitting bull's eye until the bundle they had given me was in half. I stopped for a moment so I could rest my arms. I put the bow down and stretched my arms. I felt like the exercise I had done these past days in dream land was starting to get me some muscle. I didn't know if I should feel happy about this or sad that I gained some muscle so easily.
I looked around me and saw that some of the already finished Templars were surrounding the area looking at me shooting. I smiled at this and continued until all my stack was done. All of them hitting bull's eye and almost all of them parted in two in the ground.
"Impressive." Said Mark. I put my bow and saw that practically everybody in the newcomer's class surrounding where I was, all of them impressed by my bow skills.
"Did you see that?" Someone in the crowd of Templar's said.
"All of them hit bull's eye!" Another one said shocked.
"You lied to me, didn't you?" Dougal said teasing me.
"About what?" I asked him. My arms where starting to feel a little bit sore, but nothing I couldn't handle.
"You can't be a beginner." Nigel said, finishing Dougal's train of thought.
"I told you already, I have never touched a bow in my life." I told him.
"You don't have to hide it." Dougal said, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "There's no way that was beginner's luck and lucky shots." He said pointing with his other arms my target.
"Where did you learn to shoot like that?" Mark asked intrigued.
"I only got thought. It wasn't even a minute the lesson about the bow. But, I never had a chance to see if I knew how to shoot." I told him, alternating the truth. I wasn't going to say I was sort of brainwashed with the ability from this old civilization that where gods. No way.
"Time's up!" Screamed Hugo. "Time for the next exam!"
I originally thought that this was a physical examination. I couldn't have been wronger...
"Checkmate." Said a Templar.
"Do I really have to play chess?" I asked James. He looked at me and nodded.
"What, you don't know how to play?" Nigel said taunting me. I sighed.
"I do know how to play, but I'm finding this pretty illogical. Look, I'm not really informed about all this military training stuff, but I don't think that playing chess is necessary useful in this field. Maybe for a scholar."
"How does this not have relation to the military? It's tactics we are talking about." An unrecognizable voice said. I glanced at the new man. He was bald and had two scars on his head. He had a white skin tone and brown eyes. He was wearing a different armor than most people around here. It was a grey tunic with the Templar's cross and a cape. He wore chain-mail beneath his tunic and exposed areas. Also, he had some steel boots and metal gauntlets. He had a Templar Knight behind him as a guard. He looked familiar…
"Robert, what a surprise…" Said Basilisk. That name ringed a bell for some reason… "What are you doing here?"
"Nothing much. Like always, I wanted to supervise the examinations like every year." Robert said.
"Did you bring your lovely companion?" Basilisk asked.
"I did. Why did you wanted to know? He's behind me right now if you wish to know." Robert said.
Wait… Is this Robert de Sable?
"Hey Dougal." I whispered to Dougal. "Is that Robert de Sable?" I asked him.
"Yeah, why do you ask?" Dougal answered.
Damn… "Nothing." I said, shrugging it off.
"Anyways, do you wish to participate like you always do?" Basilisk asked Robert.
"Yes." Robert said. After he said he went to the opposite direction with his personal guard, probably being Maria, and sat down waiting for them to put someone to play with him.
Oh… the joy!
"Do I really have to play against him?" I asked James. He nodded.
"You have to get first place in everything." James said.
"Remind me when I win later to prepare your death bed." I told him.
"That will probably be never." James said smugly.
"Yeah, whatever makes you sleep at night." I told him with a smirk.
"I'm not usually the pessimistic one Alex, but I have to agree here with James." Said Mark.
"Why?" I told him.
"I don't know how much you know about Robert. But, he's a renowned strategist and one of the best one in his field around the area." Mark said.
"Really?" I asked. I didn't even remembered a lot about Robert and his story. But, I had to win this.
"This will be great." Nigel said with a smirk. "There's no way you're going to win this."
"Shut it." I told him.
"Learn to accept your fate, Alex." Said Dougal winking at me.
"No way. I'm not doing these test again in my life." I told him seriously.
I got up and sat down at the table in the middle of the room. I was currently in the finals against Robert. I had always considered myself a mediocre chess player, but it looked like my luck and determination today were quite high making me arrive to the finals. Also, the fact that half the people here had never seen a chess board, but I prefer to think it was my skill.
"I didn't expect you to arrive to the finals." Said Robert.
"Me neither." I told him quite honestly. It was honestly depressing the level of chess that most people played here. Some people were even inventing moves like "retreat", "reinforcements", "food poisoning", "plague", "low provisions" and my favorite one of all of them "resurrecting all my pieces." And that was only the tip of the ice berg.
"Not confident about your skill level." Robert said, probably thinking about using this information against me.
"Maybe." I told him. "But there's a difference between us today. And that's because I need to win." I said determinedly.
"We'll see about that." Robert said with a smirk.
We started playing and in about four turns I noticed something. First, Maria cheered every damn move that Robert did and that had to stop. Secondly, everyone was cheering for Robert. It even looked like there was a personal cheer leading squad for him. And lastly, Robert wasn't that good at chess as everyone here believed.
How did I reach to the last conclusion? Well… The guy didn't even fucking try to defend any piece! He left his damn king in the middle of the battlefield unprotected! And he let that his queen got eaten in the third turn by a pawn!
"Check." I said sighing. I was just disappointed.
"No way…" Robert said like it was the end of the world.
"I demand a rematch!" Said Maria in her fake man voice. "There is no way this is possible!"
"Yeah!" Everyone in the crowd said in unison.
"Do you accept the rematch, Alex?" Said the referee as the crowd was booing me.
"Sure." I said. The crowd stopped booing and then Robert's cheer leading team started singing their chorus.
I don't know how the Assassins haven't killed the Templars yet…
We started another match and this time, Robert did a better job. He didn't put his king in the middle of the battlefield or his queen besides the mass quantities of pawns. Until, his tenth turn. I didn't even know someone who put his king right in front of a tower, diagonal to a bishop, in the exact position for the horse to eat his kind and a queen close enough to slaughter him in any way he could move. And, he did this himself!
"I demand a rematch…" Robert said.
"Rematch!" Everyone screamed. I sighed again.
"Let it be." I told the referee. He also looked at Robert with some shame. I made him come close to me. "Does this always happen?" I asked him. He nodded sadly.
"A rematch it is!" The referee said.
We played again. If I thought the last matches were bad, I have never been wronger in my whole life. I mass massacred every piece he had. I left the king cornered and surrounded by death. And the worst part of it all... he had never even eaten a piece of mine.
"I…" Robert started, but before he could even think of continuing what he said, I stopped him.
"Robert, you suck at chess." I told him flat-out. "I can honestly say that you are one of the worst chess players I've seen."
"You used witchcraft!" Said Maria, trying to defend Robert.
"Yeah…" Half of the crowd said.
"I wish I did." I told Maria, sighing. "I even had psychological warfare prepared for this occasion. All the taunts and tricks I had thought for this and… this was too bad, I would even argue calling what he played was chess today."
I could hear in the background the cheer leading squad crying and singing sad ballads.
"I demand a rematch." Robert said.
"There's just no way." I told him.
"You…" He started.
"Did you not see what you did wrong? Look at that move remember when you put your queen in front of all my pawns! Or when you kamikaze yourself and didn't even move another piece than the king! Or best yet, didn't even attacking any of my pieces! I even put my queen in front of all your pawns and didn't even noticed it for Christ's sake! And you practically sheltered it surrounding it will all your pieces and making it one of yours! Or when I put my king besides your tower so you would at least checked once, but you know what you did? You put your queen besides the king!" I started ranting. The referee was nodding at everything I said.
"Oh, and that's only the beginning! I guaranty you that even the people with all their "resurrection attack" played better than you." I told him.
"I…" Robert started. "Surrender." With that he ran away not turning back even once with some sort of sobbing sound. Maria glared at me under her helmet and ran chasing after Robert.
"I have never taught I would see the day where Robert surrendered and cried." Said Basilisk, trying to contain his smile of his face.
"I know…" Said James also happily. He looked at me and remembered the bet, but it looked like me betting Robert was the best thing that has happened in a long time here.
"You my friend…" The referee said to me. "Will be my best friend! I have never seen such a gratifying thing in my life!" I nodded to him. I got up and went to whatever was the last exam.
I figured this was the last test. I mean, they are Knight Templars so it was quite obvious that we would be fighting each other. We were divided in the same groups from the beginning and then there was the finals against the best of each class.
I honestly thought this was the dead end for me and winning. But, it looks like I only had to battle the best in the newcomer class and I would be put in the semifinals. It was a prize for winning the last two matches.
"You know James…" I started. "Does that bet really need to be followed?" I asked him. We were currently waiting for the last match of the newcomer class before mine. All the other classes where already done and had all their winners. It was currently a match between Dougal and Nigel.
"Yes." James said watching the match.
"But, aren't we all winners?" I asked lamely.
"There's only one winner." Said Hugo besides me. I sighed.
"And the winner is… Dougal!" The referee said. The crowd cheered.
"Take that Nigel!" I said to him. He looked at me with a painful, sad and disappointed look. "I mean… I will avenge you Nigel!"
"We'll see about that." Taunted Dougal. I got into the ring and they asked me what type of sword weapon I wanted and I asked for a sword. I don't exactly knew a lot of the differences between them, so might as well go by simplicity.
"So…" I asked the referee. He was the same guy from before. "How does this exactly work like?" Everyone around the arena looked at me.
"You weren't paying attention?" The referee asked shocked.
"Maybe…" I said, not thinking that everyone would look at me like an idiot.
"Well… To put it easily you win if you "kill" your opponent." The referee said trying to explain to me.
"I think I get it." I told him.
"I hope you lose Alex!" Nigel screamed.
"Yeah… I will avenge you all right." I told him.
"And the match begins!" Said the referee.
"Is this the first time with a sword also?" Asked Dougal, waiting for an opening. I don't get why he hadn't attacked me yet because I was full of them.
"I only swung a sword once, if that counts."
"It doesn't." With that he charged at me.
I didn't know how to react so I just ran. Dougal, probably surprised by this ran after me. After a minute of running and me getting tired I decided to do like one of the Torero's move. I stopped and put out my invisible cape. Dougal passed right by me and my invisible cape.
"Ole!" I said. Dougal stopped and noticed where I was.
"Interesting tactics…" He said with a sadistic grin on his mouth. I was going to use my sword and try to fight but I noticed there was no sword. I looked around and noticed it was at the other side of the arena.
"Ha ha ha…" I said.
I turned around and went for my sword. I picked it up and rolled for style points. Look like those style points saved my life, because Dougal had swung his sword where my head was. I rolled a bit more and got up and in a stance.
"Finally…" Dougal said with a sadistic grin as he charged against me.
"Run Alex!" Said Mark.
I wasn't an expert in fighting, but I would guess that Marks recommendation was quite a good one. I ran a bit more with my sword this time, but as I was doing my second lap, I tripped against the imaginary pebble. I fell down and I could see the sadistic smile of Dougal as he got closer to me.
Before he could swing, my body reacted involuntary and hit him with the sword between the legs. I could see how his face changed of colors as he fell to the ground. I got up and away from him.
"I think…" The referee said a bit unsure. "That we have a winner."
I looked at everyone in the crowd and saw their painful expressions.
"Go get a doctor!" Said Mark in a hurry. "We don't want Dougal to end up without his honor!"
All the crowd cheered and got five doctors. Everyone was saying there respects to Dougal.
"We can now continue to the semifinals…" The referee said. "It's the newcomer class best against worst class winner!"
Some guy came to the ring and whispered to the referee he nodded at him and the guy left the ring.
"It looks like newcomer's class wins by default!" Said the referee. I guess the guy who entered surrendered, wanting to keep his manhood untouched. "We will continue with the average class against professional class winners."
I got out of the ring and noticed a pair of people going in the ring.
"You sure did avenge me." Nigel said.
"I over did it a bit by accident." I said.
"You sure did…" Nigel said.
"The poor man will probably end up without his pride and joy." Hugo said to me.
"No way. I didn't even hit him that hard." I told him. They all glared at me. "I mean… My sincerest condolences."
"We have a winner!" Said the referee. It looked like the winner was the professional class. Didn't surprise me. "And now we shall begin with the finals."
I got into the ring and tried to recall all the moves the strange tutorial had thought me when I noticed my opposing faction, Maria…
"This is fucking rigged…" I mumbled.
"And the final match starts now."
I have never seen a human being run faster with so much armor in my life and so angry at the same time. I put up my sword and swung. The woman did some sort of maneuver and moved out of my path and right behind me. I turned around as quickly as I could and blocked. It looked like it worked, for a second, because the woman threw me to the ground, hitting both my knees. I did what I thought was a good idea and hit Maria between the legs with the sword.
But… she didn't have manhood. I remembered that as she put the sword against my throat.
"I win." She said smugly.
"And we have a winner!" Said the referee.
I got up and out of the ring. I sighed. I knew it was going to end up like this.
"Don't be sad…" Said Mark.
"I'm not sad. I'm irritated. I have to do this damn exam again!" I told him. James laughed smugly because of this. "Another one of this laughs James and I swear that you'll end up like Dougal…" With that he shut up.
"That hurt even my pride." Hugo said.
"I sure hope it did."
The next day passed fast, Dougal seemed to have his manliness fine. Dougal and Nigel were undercover agents by the looks of it. They were some kind of supervisors, taking the test to see if everything was under control. In the end, they were Templar Knights, go figure.
Robert and Maria had left after the examination, but not before rubbing it all over the fact that they won against me. Also, Richard the Lionheart had watched all the examination had praised my overall skill level and gave me a nickname, Alex the Nutcracker. Quite the name if you ask me…
There was no peace and quiet. Nigel, Hugo, Mark, Dougal and James entered my room as they pleased, they didn't let me sleep in peace and dragged me out to train with them. I wasn't even in the mood to train, so I just watched other people or played chess.
Everything was fine until the beginning of the fifth day on my stay here. There was a trumpet playing at midnight. I was sleeping soundly until this demon sound wake me up. I got up and went outside the room and went too directly to the origin of this sound. I saw the guy playing the trumpet and took it out of his hand and threw it on the ground.
"Quiet." I said in a menacing voice to the poor guy. He looked scared.
"Don't hit him, Nutcracker." Said Dougal. "You don't want him to end up like me."
"Very funny." I told him sarcastically. "But, I need my sleep. And I don't people playing a damn trumpet at midnight bothering my sleeping time. So, unless this guy has a reason to be playing the trumpet at these hell forsaken hours, I have to say that he has no reason to be bothering me and my beauty sleep."
"Is this your first time in a military base?" Asked Nigel. "Looks like you're too dumb to realize that this is an emergency signal."
"An emergency signal? This is more like a torture device." I told him.
"Ladies!" Screamed Hugo at everyone. It looked like almost everyone was down here currently. "We have received news that an Assassin is coming to Tyre!"
"And why the fuck you wake me up!?" I screamed at Hugo.
"Looks like you aren't a morning person…"James said sarcastically.
"What gave it away?" I said mockingly.
"Well ladies and Nutcracker we are in orders to patrol the area making sure the assassin doesn't enter the area!" Hugo said. Still not related to me… "So all people on midday duty must not let the assassin enter under any conditions! Am I clear?"
"Yes sir!" Almost everyone screamed in unison.
"That is all, now scram!" Hugo screamed. I glared at him and went back to sleep in my comfy bed.
It was afternoon and Tyre was under heavy surveillance. I was currently walking around the town because they had kicked me out of the base for top secret matters.
So… I was just leisurely walking down the streets near the docks when I noticed some dead Templar bodies and some fighting sounds near me.
I looked up at the boat to my left and saw Altair fighting some Templars. He then got off the both, fought more Templars on the dock and got on a ship. I then saw Adha walking past Altair, who for some reason was still on his boat, and got into another boat, while a Templar escorted her.
I looked at the boat were they carried Adha and noticed it was a Templar boat with Basilisk inside.
"Altair!" Adha screamed with tears in her eyes.
"Adha!" Altair screamed madly. "Basilisk! Where are you taking her?" Altair demanded madly.
This reminds me of a soap-opera so much…
"You will find out soon enough, Assassin…" Basilisk said. He got to another ship besides that one that he was in with Adha and the Templar. Altair had got off his boat, fought some Templars in the docks and into the boat that was previously occupied by Adha and Basilisk that was full of Templars. He killed all of them and got onto another boat.
As Altair went off the boat, I got in the boat and toke one of the dead's soldiers bows and arrows. I followed the last ship I saw him in and saw he was with Basilisk.
"So we meet again! This time, it will be our last encounter!" Basilisk said ready to battle Altair.
"Damn you, Basilisk." Altair said, panting a little. Probably a little tired of all the Templar killing he had done. "Come now, let's get this over with!" Altair then glanced and saw that Adha was in another boat and started to fight.
Too many boats…
Altair then started dodging Basilisk's swings and jumping behind him, hitting an opens spot of his armor. Altair repeated this process around two times more when Basilisk looked like he was almost dead. Altair was about to deal the killing blow when I did something involuntarily. I pointed my bow, right besides where Altair's head was and shot. He, startled, dodged the arrow and couldn't kill Basilisk anymore, paying attention to Adha and her current situation.
"Ha, ha…"Basilisk said, almost dead. "This may be not our last encounter…" He got off his boat and into mine, besides me.
"Altair!" Screamed Adha. I looked at Adha and saw that there was this flaming boat passing through between Altair's boat and Adha's one.
"Adha!" Altair said. Altair had to jump off the boat and swim, because the flaming ship had set fire to his own one.
I grabbed Basilisk and pulled him off the ships and into the dock, in case our ship got on fire. I saw Altair looking at the Templar's boat where Adha was, as it was going away.
"I'll find you, Adha!" He screamed to the boat that was drifting away in the sunset. Like so, he turned around and went away before anymore Templars could arrive, hiding in the shadows.
"Wow… Is it weird I find this to mushy for my liking, Basilisk?" I asked the half-dead man. "Looks like you got some cuts and bruises, old man." With that I called a doctor and waited to see what I was supposed to do.
After taking Basilisk to the doctor, I had nothing left to do. I said my goodbyes and grabbed my stuff. I was going to travel or some other plan until I maybe woke up, when I started feeling dizzy. I stopped a moment and leaned against a wall so I wouldn't fall down and hit the floor. I then felt my eyes closing themselves and everything went black.
I opened my eyes and saw that I was in the nexus again. I had all my stuff like last time and I was alone this time, no Juno bitch. I looked around and saw that there was some sort of replica of my room, without the walls and some necessary "rooms" like a kitchen, my bathroom and my video game room.
I was quite confused. I waited a minute or so to see if Juno was going to appear out of nowhere like last time, but she never did...
I waited to see if there was a message she sent me, but either she didn't send one or the signal was bad in the nexus.
I guess I was free to do whatever I wanted… So I grabbed the controller and sat down on the sofa, waiting to see if something happened.
I suppose I could play some games until whatever event that was bound to happen started...
A/N: I swear that every time I plan to do a chapter it ends up longer than I think it will be...
Anyways, the story is starting to go forward. Lots of progress done in this chapter. Next time will probably be the meeting and the start of Assassins Creed 1 (I don't know if it's called one or not, but I guess it's better to call it like that in case someone gets confused...) and some interesting turns of events...
Thanks for all the support! Until next time...