Disclaimer: I don't own Assassin's Creed or any of its characters they belongs to Ubisoft, especially Desmond Miles/Altaïr Ibn La-Ahad.
AN: Had absolutely LOADS of work to do and still stressing now, didn't help my laptop broke twice! Okay for Potzy and Vampire'sVanity here's the next chap, it may seem like there's a lot of fast forwards… and in all honesty there is but I hope you follow it okay.
AN: Oh yeah there is a short profile for Amber on my profile page.
Chapter 14: Word on the Street
Altaïr jumped down silently into the Bureau, he could vaguely hear a quiet voice, which he knew was Ambers. He edges closer to the archway until he couldn't move any closer without any being seen by the Rafiq.
He heard Amber say the painfully familiar words "I am not a traitor"
Then he heard swords being drawn, Altaïr checked his hidden blade "This could've been avoided" He recognised the Rafiq's voice from when he'd assassinated Garnier de Naplouse , the 'doctor' as Amber had called him earlier, in this same district.
Altaïr's trained ears picked up the sound of metal connecting with flesh and he heard a groan, then a body drop to the ground, Altaïr entered the room his eyes saw a dead assassin on the floor and the Rafiq was backed up against his desk with his hands raised in the air, Altaïr saw Amber's sword had blood on it.
"Remember I don't follow the Creed, I could kill you without remorse or consequence," Then her tone went from cold to demanding in a heartbeat "Now… Tell me!"
"Okay Amber, but I only know little… What I hear from the street" The Rafiq said, lowering his hands into more a calming gesture "I fear Robert has her"
"Robert?" Altaïr echoed angrily "Robert de Sable?!" He was confused, 'What would Amber have anything to do with him?'
Amber glanced at Altaïr but then looked back to the Rafiq and lowered her sword "Does he plan to use her in exactly the same way?" She asked him
The Rafiq looked solemn "I believe so"
Altaïr saw Amber's furious expression turn sad
"Why did I not think of this?" She said
"Clearly you still trust him"
"Even though I thought it went years ago" Amber said, quietly
Amber angrily sheathed her sword "I need to get back to Jerusalem"
"Without tagging along I still need to kill Talal"
"Yeah you do don't you?" Amber said and sighed "We'll leave tomorrow
Altaïr simply nodded, Amber walked out ahead of him after saying goodbye to the Rafiq and receiving a new hood, which she wore immediately, and Altaïr could sense that she was shaken.
"Did you get a place?" Amber asked
"Yes, it's that local run down place a few streets away"
Amber just nodded and led the way
Later that night
Altaïr could hardly believe the room only had one bed, part of his mind was trying not to fall asleep as he didn't trust Amber, still, and trying not to get too close to her, but the other part of his mind was trying to fight the other side and do the opposite. Resisting the increasing pressure, he eventually fell asleep.
Amber waited until she heard Altaïr's breathing turn steady and deep, she turned on her side to face him, he was facing her and still had his hood on 'Clearly he doesn't trust me' She carefully got up and dressed and equipped herself, she took her hood off the table and heard Altaïr turn over in his sleep she turned around and saw he was on his other side, she walked over to the bed and sat down beside him, she tilted her head slightly, never thinking she'd see him this peaceful. She put her hand
to his hood, tempted to see his face, but then she bit her lip and instead raised her hand and kissed it. Then she stood up and wrote a note.
The next morning
Altaïr woke up, he opened his eyes, blinked twice and then sat up with a start, he looked beside him and saw it was empty; he looked around the room wildly for her, afraid she would jump out at him with a knife. He relaxed after a few minutes and saw all her equipment was gone; he got up and saw a message on the table:
Altaïr
Sorry for just taking off but I knew it wouldn't be safe to enter Jerusalem again together. I have a horrible feeling about these targets of yours and I don't advise carrying on with them, just go with my feelings, please.
For your sake, I hope we don't meet again.
-- Amber
Altaïr re-read the message many times and decided to head for Jerusalem to see some people, and Talal was only one of them.
In Jerusalem Rich District
Altaïr had dismounted his horse and came in with the scholars again. He had deliberately avoided the Bureau, not willing another argument with Malik and collected every bit of information there was about Talal, hoping that he'd meet Amber again… But he didn't. In the end he decided to return to Malik, before his sight or mind became clouded and he became distracted again.
In Jerusalem Middle District
Amber dropped down into a building, it was empty apart from a desk in the room, and there were no doors directly into the room from outside, there was a door into a training room. The man sitting at the desk heard her drop in amongst the orders being shouted in the next room
"Adeela, glad to see you back here!" He greeted, his French accent made him stand out against all the Arabic.
She bowed slightly in return "Greetings Master"
"Back in the respectful phase?" Robert de Sable asked and he stood up and went to the other side of the desk
"Sorry Robert" She stood up and smiled slightly
"Good of you to drop in, I was getting worried"
"What? Robert de Sable, the great Templar, worried about his assassin?"
Robert laughed quietly "Actually I was" He saw her smile
"Any problems?" He turned serious
"Nothing other than what we expected"
"And it's taken care of?"
"Not exactly"
"You failed?"
Amber bowed her head, afraid to look at him; Robert could be vicious when he wanted to be, even to her. But he raised her chin up to look up at him.
"Don't worry; I have a job for you, surely you remember our old friends?"
Amber smiled; she didn't expect Robert to trust the two Templars together again at all, let alone this soon.
AN: Okay so hopefully a cliff hanger here, and a bit more revealed about Amber's past.