Biting down hard on his lower lip , Desmond struggles to free himself from the chains that bound him to the wall. Show no pain, Show no weakness. Do not give the enemy the satisfaction of seeing his pain. A ring of fire encircled him , flames lapping at his skin , adding to the torment. Over and over again. The vicious cycle of pain that never seems to end.
He wanted to cry , he wanted to scream , but he could not , he will not let the enemy be satisfied. Beads of sweat rolled down his face. The burning heat. The stinging pain. It felt like being cooked alive and yet he could not die. Desmond shut his eyes as his skin cam into contact with the end of a hot iron rod.
" I will break you " the templar captain said , peering down at Desmond through dark eyes his right hand held the rod. He griped the hilt of a small rusted knife. He presses the knife against his right cheek " I know we will meet , but I did not expect to see you so soon. "
Through Desmond's clenched teeth , he said " You will never break me , besides I do not know why I am here , or why the assassins hold me to such a high regard. "
The man threw back his head and laughs " It's only a matter of time before I have you begging for mercy " He slowly drags the knife down in a vertical line across his cheek , applying enough force to break the skin. Blood seeps from the cut...
" your skills may have served you well , but here in hell it means nothing "
The Templar captain continues the process of breaking Desmond to a point he collapses. The templar then orders the guard to take the prisoner back to the cell. Desmond is barely awake when he felt that he was dragged away and tossed back onto the cold hard ground. He has lost count on how many days he has been here but the thought of his family kept him going. For the last several weeks Desmond had been beaten , whipped , and branded by a hot iron.
In Desmond's mind he knows why the templars are so interested in him they want him for his bond with the assassin's grandmaster Altair and the Apple of Eden that is currently in his hands.
Desmond then crawls over to the door when he herd some soldiers outside talking about their prisoner , concerning his release. He quietly curses under his breath ( " no , why would he do it I am only one person and the apple in the wrong hands is a deadly weapon and thousands will die , is that what we assassins supposed to fight for to protect the people...? " )
A solder then unlocks the cell door and helped Desmond dress giving him a torn prisoner rag to wear so at least he will be decent. " We are going on a trip " the soldier said and drags Desmond to his feet. " walk "
Desmond at this point lacked the strength to stand so the solder drags Desmond outside and onto the back of a waiting horse drawn cart throwing him inside.
It is then he realized that the templars are no longer trying to break him. Desmond's thoughts immediately went to the assassins ( " how can they agree to something like this. " )
It took all of his willpower to keep himself from breaking down , Desmond did not want their enemies to win. The trip had been shorter than Desmond had liked , two people then walked in and rather forcefully pull Desmond to his feet and led him outside and shoves him into the dirt.
The templar captain then spat in his face " this is where you belong like the dog you are at my feet Assassin , its too bad my men were not able to fully break you. "
Desmond was too weak to respond but in his mind he thought " go to hell. "
In the distance Desmond can hear the sounds of hooves against the desert sands , a Templar soldier then talks to the commander " sir , the assassins are approaching "
" I see tell the men to be on alert , one wrong move and we shall show them what we are capable of "" Yes , commander " the soldier responds and again took his position with the other soldiers.
Bouchart then turns to Desmond who was on the ground at his feet " your family are on their way for you. "
Desmond remains silent , he cannot believe that the Assassins are willing to exchange the piece of eden for his life.
" Oh not talking now are we , oh well we sure did have our fun its too bad we cannot completely break you. " Bouchart then again drags Desmond to his feet when the assassins approach.
" let Umar go , we are here like we promised " shouted Altair's clearly angry voice.
" we will when you give us the apple. "
Altair then approach the templar but Bouchart draws a dagger and presses it against Desmond's neck " tsk...tsk...tsk , give me the apple or I will slit his throat "
Seeing there is no other way around it Altair takes out the apple hidden in his clothes. The templar then tells him to put down the apple and back away slowly , in which he does so. Bouchart then commands his men to release the boy upholding their end of the bargain. Two solders then dragged Desmond to the apple and drops him there and pick up the apple returning it to their commander , with that done the Templars leave.
Altair gos over to Desmond picking him up and bringing him back to the others.
" why did you do it ? trade the apple for my life I am only one person the lives of a thousands outweigh that. " Desmond asks weakly. Altair remains true to his creed and laws " don't be a fool, you are a member of my order , and to abandon you is the same as abandoning the brotherhood " indicating that he had intended to build the brotherhood to last...