Heya guys – I'M BACK ! xD missed me ? :P

Nah, I'm rly sorry for not having updated this story for almost 2 years. But your comments rly motivated to give it another try after all this

So I have to thank all my followers and especially those who left a comment *_*

-oh and as always I can't check this by myself..so I'm sry I guess I need a Beta reader ^^#

Fayefox: Yes atm it's still Alt/Des and I think I'll be able to do it but coz I wish to keep this fanfic as realistic as possible its gonna take a while til the good stuff is gonna happen xD they will meet soonish too~

Kyouki no kitsune: haha..or maybe 1 ½ years ..:( sry for that but thx ^-^

Raindropdew: I laughed back then when I read ur comment, still have to laugh now xD ty for reading it and that comment :3

Catgirlcut3: im sry that I ended up the same T.T but I won't abandon this fanfic – I have so many ideas and plans ~ ty for that comment

Sassiersphinx81: yea I know.. I kinda let him suffer xD and thx for staying with the story ~

BlasterDarkRevenger: actually they'll meet before Des and Altaïr xD but not that much sooner—and thank you !

MiniAjax: Ich glaube jetzt habe ich ein bisschen zu lange gebraucht xD und ja es gibt einen sehr guten Grund warum der Besitzer so ausgerastet ist…hehehe~ und ein großes DANKE

xXXAngelForeverXXx : it's gonna be those two for sure now actually xD and sry for keeping so long .:(

Petals: ofc I would- u guys inspire me so u at least deserve an answer ^-^…or maybe more updates ^^"

Vicky: U don't know how much your comment cheered me up :O thx for that, really

Now here's the fourth ~

Yessian: omg xD that comment

I think you're right – but I think I might need some time to actually be good enough to do that – but ill try my best !

I semi agree ~ I have some plans so atm I'm writing 'random' stuff that's gonna be important later

Ur the only one that noticed – actually I did a lot of research and this 'mistake' is part of the story becoz I will use this to bring in Lucy again ( SPOILER xD ) – and this is rly the truth xD

I rly hope I won't disappoint u then – I wish to slowly let the characters develop with time -so even if it's gonna take a while I won't just rush things ( im scared that I will, but ill do my best ) – but I agree, often that destroys a good story .

As I said I will take my time, practise a lot and I hope that I will be able to improve

I'm really grateful that you actually took the time to write so much :O reassuring words are always help but critic is always needed to improve so I can just say thank you – rly thank you *_*

AmericanJynx Jones: ur comments always motivate me so much- like youre sitting here right next to me- reassuring me that I can only improve- idk why xD ty for all everything so far and I rly wish that u might be still out there

CrimsonWing67: im sry but theres prolyl going to be romance in there :/ it s just gonna take some time xD ty ! maybe ull like it til then ~

Sai195 : here's chapter four ;) took me long enough I know xD

Bone-eater : ..have u noticed something ..hmmm? look at ur old post and then at my oneshot xD ty btw !

Minecraft Guardiansaiyan : there u go ~

Tsukihaero: sry for taking this long I hope u will like this chap tho

Tree1112: I will- I promise and Ive always kept em – even if it might take a bit ^^"

DeathlyIceMaiden: I wanted to keep it realistic, and as his mind is fragile anyway I could imagine that hed freak out xD

Kayfrances : I hope u will keep reading this story but I have to tell u something that ive said before – to desmond it seems like they do but ( spoiler) they don't I wrote this becoz I wish to bring lucy back to the story – that's why I added this and actually STRESSED it I did a lot of research so be reassured ill try to make no mistakes :P although after almost 2 years I might have to google everything again xD

Arisana803: here it is ! I hope ur still there & u will like it

SokiKuro: YES – I didn't even notice myself haha xD ..geez that's embarrassing xD I changed it back tho , ( und danke hehe ^^ ) kein problem ! xD French, german, English, Spanish, dutch – as long as it's one of those I'll be abke to understand what you're saying ^^ And im excited when I write my stories….therefore there are soo many mistakes ._.

Lumionous: here's the next chapter – just 'a few' weeks later xD

anyakun: still here ? :P I actually decided to continue this…im motivated ! it might take some time but I wont give up :3 it's too much fun

lawless : thank u ! and here's the update …and I will finish this work

So this is it – but after all this time I just had to answer every comment x)

Thanks for motivating me guys – and I rly hope you are still here with me

Now enjoy !

Why not tell me

Tell me how often did I

Did I follow the sparrow's sordid path?

- The First Part

I couldn't exactly say that I had a plan. It was more of a hopefully-this-is-going-to-work thing

and to be honest, that was all I had at the moment.

Just ten minutes ago I had still been so sure about helping Altaïr that I didn't even realise that I had absolutely no idea on how to do that. I barely even knew the city and on top of that I should seriously refrain myself from using busy streets. The last thing I wanted to happen now was for those guards to start chasing me again. Although it had been kinda exciting...whatever.

Well that's why I've been walking through some narrow alleys these past ten minutes without knowing where to go. Then again I had some sort of idea of where to search for Altaïr. It was nothing more than a mere guess but as I had said before: that was all I had. And although I had no real knowledge about this city, even I had noticed that it was parted into a rich and a poor district. For some reason I figured that they'd keep him in the richer, more guarded part of the city. Not that that was of any help to me of course. I had still no clue just where the hell I was at the moment or where exactly I was heading.

Groaning, I stopped walking and hit my fist against a wall. Whatever one would call what I was doing at the moment, it was still just so god damn useless. There was no way I'd ever find him.

Forcing myself to look up at the sky, I immediately raised my arm to shield my eyes from the bright reflection that was coming from a nearby roof but as I tried to do so I felt a sharp pain going through my arm up to my shoulders.

'Shit', was all I managed to whisper. I had been so focused on my own thoughts that I hadn't noticed that I had hurt myself. I guess that's what people call being careless?

Quickly I licked off the blood, shuddering at the iron taste. I had always hated the sight, smell and taste of blood. Almost just as much as I hated unnecessary violence, even though some people seemed to find that hard to believe. Maybe that was also one of my reasons for leaving my home back then. I'm not even sure myself any more. So much has happened since then. And now I was being held captive by Abstergo, I knew that I couldn't avoid violence any longer. They took away the only thing that was dear to me; my freedom.

Hatred started pulsating through my veins once again. All those memories I had tried to forget; all those fears I desperately tried to hide were all coming back to the surface at once.

I'm such a fool Giving up was not an option. I would fight for my own freedom. All by myself. Once again.

So the first thing I would have to do is get back to my own world. Finding Altaïr seemed to be my best option since he was the one that tied me to this past. But for that I needed to be able to defend myself. If I were to think rationally then this was nothing more than a mere memory. That would mean even if I were to get hurt, that shouldn't harm my actual body back there at Abstergo, right?

Or if I were to die here...

'I need a weapon.'- I really did. I couldn't be sure of any effects that my sole presence here could have on the real world. The future?

But I sure as hell didn't want to test it out now. Which left me with two choices. Or three.

Well it actually left me with quite a few possibilities. I could continue doing nothing, maybe getting caught or I could try to get out of here. Therefore, I should find Altaïr. Of course I still needed different clothes but after all those attempts I kinda felt more like skipping that part of the plan.

So I would either try to steal a weapon or buy one. Having some recent events still in mind, I realised that both possibilities bore the same amount of danger. Then again I felt like I could avoid some problems by just trying to buy one again, even though that was the much more expensive choice. Sighing, I closed my eyes again.

Maybe that little knife would be enough to defend myself. If not...

I wouldn't only be risking getting myself caught again, no, I would also have to wait until the next morning. But I didn't want to waste any time.

All those little shops should already have closed by now. When I opened one eye I looked up. The sun set long ago and only a few orange lines where adorning the dark sky.

And no sign of that weird reflection... Seems like I'm still being followed.

Turning around I walked in the opposite direction again, forgetting about this mysterious follower.

If that person would have meant any harm, I'd probably be dead by now anyway and getting out of here was more important right now. I could at least check if there wasn't a single merchant left that would still be willing to sell a weapon.

Not even having realised that I had stopped walking, I straightened myself up and followed the dull voices that could have been heard from further way.

Whilst walking I searched for the little bundle with the coins in it.

My new plan was to give the merchant a few coins and if he was going to complain I'd just add a that I took five of those coins and put them into my pocket, right next to the bundle.

~.~

From today on I should call myself the luckiest man alive. On my way to the market I hadn't encountered a single person, and thank god, not even one guard.

- flashback-

When I saw a few merchants packing their goods, I made my way over to one of them and searched for a short sword.

Quickly I checked if any guards where nearby but was relieved to find out that I seemed to be safe for the moment. As I turned around again, the merchant looked right into my eyes. He kept looking at me as though he wanted to see right through me. Then his eyes slowly wandered down my body and up to my face again, gradually narrowing. I guess my clothes still irritated everyone.

Handsome as always - guys checking you out now too. Geez…

Shocked by the sudden voice right next to me, I backed away and turned my head around, searching for the voice's owner. But there was no one who could have gotten close enough to sound that close.

Carefully looking back at the merchant I noticed that he seemed to be even more suspicious than before.

Didn't he hear that voice?

How the hell could that be? I was sure that I heard that voice right next to me, but that's impossi-

Calm down, that was nothing. Cmon, get a grip, Desmond.

I knew myself that cold sweat was running down my face by now but I had to get this sword. Now.

Trying to seem calm I pointed at some random short sword, not even caring about how good it'd be. But the man just raised his left eyebrow and stared at me. Maybe he wasn't sure if I could pay? With a swift movement I took out the 5 coins out of my pocket and showed them to him. Suddenly his eyes widened and he didn't waste another moment to get that sword. Within another second he threw it at me, making me try to awkwardly catch it. But that didn't seem to faze him at all anymore. He hastily grabbed the coins off my hand and turned his back to me.

-end-

And now here I was, unharmed and with a new sword in my hands. What I didn't get was why this merchant didn't seem to freak out because of me. The last time I tried to buy something -and I will never forget that- was such a failure that I would have never dreamed of this going so well. But what was different this time?

Rubbing my aching arm, that still suffered from the impact with the wall, I tried to figure out what the hell was going on. Not that it really mattered though for now I had what I wanted.

Except for those god damn clothes-

But I guess I could do without them in the meanwhile.

So what was next? Ah yeah. Finding Altaïr, making him help me and then get successfully back to my world, time, reality or whatever. Easy.

I've been walking through almost every alley now. Through every street. Through every part of this godforsaken district to be exact. But there was no sign of Altaïr. Actually there was no sign of anyone anywhere.

Sighing loudly, I stopped walking. What was wrong with this city? How could everyone be asleep already? It wasn't that late, now was it? And on top of that there were no guards on patrol.

First it seems like they're everywhere and no all of them are gone. Strange…

This surely wasn't what I had expected. Maybe my guess was wrong? But that still didn't explain this ghost town.

After I had gotten this sword I had started walking around, trying to find out where to find Altaïr. But within half an hour all signs of any human being nearby vanished into thin air.

Maybe I should just try and get some sleep. I was exhausted and felt like falling asleep in this very alley after all that happened in the past twenty-four hours. Besides, this short sword was really way heavier than it looked. Then again I knew better than to do this and it wouldn't be a smart idea anyway.

Suddenly I heard a loud laugh not all too far away from me. Now that I listened closely I was able to hear noises, even if they were just faint. An unknown excitement ran through my veins and not one second later I was already following what I now had identified as voices. With every step I took I was able to hear them louder and louder. Instinctively my steps grew silent and soon I was sneaking up on them like the assassin I used to be. None had noticed my presence, the assassin that could have killed them from the shadows within seconds. There were three guards talking to each other, seemingly having their fun. But my eyes were only focused on their weapons, calculating my chances of killing two of the guards at once. Following their movement whilst they were chatting and laughing I soon noticed that the third had no weapon within range. It was on the other side of the building they were leaning on and before he'd be able to reach it he'd be long dead. A cruel smirk crept on my face. I could already feel their blood running down this beautiful sword, gracefully taking their life. Quietly I climbed up the small wall right behind them, eager to attack as soon as possible. Bloodlust was driving me forward as I steadied my stance, my eyes not even once leaving my prey. Licking my lips, I couldn't stop the shudder that went through my whole body, thrilled in anticipation. Chuckling quietly, I was about to jump down an-

No! STOP!

Panic took control of me and I started to waver, almost falling backward. Trying not to fall down I grabbed on to the wall.

What have I been thinking? I almost tried to – no.

I had almost killed three men.

I still couldn't calm down. My memory was hazy but I clearly remembered that bloodlust that had taken control of me, almost making me kill those men. I didn't know what exactly it was that had made me think like that but it scared me.

What the hell is going on here?

I should be praying to some god that those guards didn't hear me or I probably would have ended up in jail, or even better; getting executed. I guess this really isn't my day.

For all I knew that guy that had been following me around was not only connected to me being trapped in here but also just made me kill those men. Or maybe Abstergo found a new way of how to control the human mind. Or both.

Thinking about those two possibilities I frowned, not really liking either of them. But I knew that it was not really me that had been trying to kill them. So whatever it was, I knew one thing. And even though it should have relieved me, I was frightened by that presence.

I'm not alone in here.

Somehow, somebody had been there with me for the whole time, watching me.

As I felt the atmosphere around me changing I stopped concentrating on my thoughts and instead paying attention to my surroundings. Losing myself in my thoughts would be my death here.

The first thing I noticed was the missing of the loud chattering and laughing of the guards.

Carefully turning my head in their direction I realised that those three were now discussing something serious, or so it seemed. Their voices were quieter but I figured that I wouldn't be able to understand them anyway so I studied their body language. Whatever the news were, it didn't seem to be good for them. Then suddenly they grew silent until one of them coldly said the only word that I'd be able to understand.

Altaïr…

I wondered what that could mean. Maybe he was able to escape? My eyes widened at that thought, as I carefully tried to change my position since my feet had started to hurt.

Relief washed over me as they continued talking. If they talked like that, it could only mean that he was able to escape. But the more I thought about it, the more I started to get frustrated. With Altaïr having escaped, that also meant that I no longer had any clue about his whereabouts.

I was just about to silently jump off the wall when I heard a slight chuckle. Deciding to stay a little bit longer I focused on trying to understand a word. Leaning closer I was able to hear them perfectly now, even though it was in Arabic of course. Some time passed and I almost regretted staying when the smallest of the three pulled something out of his clothes. From what I could see it was just a paper with something I couldn't read anyway. But after seconds the man turned around the paper, making me gasp. There was a picture with a hooded man and two blades on his arms on it.

They had my full attention now. Listening further I could have sworn that they had mentioned Altaïr once again and I could only guess what they were talking about. But then again I didn't have to anymore because the guy to the left decided to clear all my doubts. His evil smile only grew as he took two of his fingers, putting them up to his throat and quickly moved them from one side to the other. But as the excitement was now hearable in their voices my mind was already taking off.

He was to be executed?

Altaïr was about to get killed. I had been all wrong.

I. Was. Wrong.

This wasn't good, this wasn't good at all. There wasn't much time left. If I wouldn't find him any time soon, Altaïr would be dead and with my ancestor being dead - Oh my god…

This was no longer about me simply finding a way back. I didn't know what consequences me being here would have, but I couldn't risk possibly not even being born because my god damn ancestor decided to go sightseeing in another city where he shouldn't even be in to begin with.

I had to find him now. My gaze darted back to the guards. I guess my best chance is to follow them. Just as I had finished that thought they stopped talking and started walking. Quietly I manoeuvred myself over the wall before jumping down, leaving a small 'thud'.

My eyes fell back on the guards, making sure that they hadn't noticed but it seemed like they weren't well trained enough.

Lucky me. I had to curse at myself for being so clumsy even though I should be so much better, not having to count on luck. And still I had somehow managed to follow those guards unnoticed.

They continued walking for quite some time and I wasn't sure anymore if following them had been a good idea. When they turned right at the next corner, I slowly pressed my body against the wall.

Carefully I moved my head around the corner, only to see that they had stopped.

Don't you dare take different paths now…

But to my surprise they opened a small door that I hadn't seen before and walked in. After they had closed the door I left my hiding place and made my way over to the entrance.

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrow. This door led to an old, rotten house that absolutely didn't fit in the rich district. Moreover, this part of the city was unknown to me which actually made me consider to be at the place I was searching for. Nevertheless, I just couldn't believe it.

How could they hide their prisoners here? And even if they only kept Altaïr here, I couldn't imagine this to be a good place. But it was the only lead I had and I sure wasn't about to just throw this chance away. I gently put an ear on the door, listening to the noises inside. Surprisingly I wasn't able to hear a single thing.

Should I risk it?

I wasn't sure whether I should try and get in or not. Whoever was in there was sure to notice me in such a small house and I'd have to fight not only the three guards but those guys as well.

Then again…why didn't I hear anything then. Furthermore, there seemed to be no other entrances so I didn't rly have a choice.

Curiosity kills the cat, huh? Not being able to keep the grin off my face, I carefully grabbed the doorknob and opened the door to see-

An empty room!? Eh..

Either I actually went mad now or I've just seen three people enter a house but when I enter a minute later they are gone.

I had to groan inwardly at this irony. I should be happy that I didn't encounter any of those guards but this was pure mind-fuck. Of course the only explanation was that there was some kind of secret entrance to the outside or some other room but still. With this I started scanning the room for any obvious hidden doors. To my own surprise I didn't find any. As I walked over to what seemed to be a bookshelf I kept on looking. There weren't many books but it seemed like the owner loved to read for they didn't exactly fit the description of looking new and untouched anymore. Then again that might have been a common thing in this - time? Turning away from the bookshelf I quietly walked over to the small bed. But before I was able to reach it, my foot made contact with something hard and I stumbled forwards, barely able to keep myself standing.

Looking down the hay that had been lying there before was now pushed to the side and an opening was now visible.

I should have known.

As I kneeled down, I opened that 'door' and looked down. I didn't really have any other chance but to go down there so I grabbed the ladder and climbed downstairs, not knowing what would await me down there.

Since the moment I had set my foot on the ground again, I had been on edge. Nervous and pissed off at the same time for my climb down had been a real nightmare. I had always known that my fear of heights would be the death of me one day. I mean...which assassin is scared of heights?

Then again I had stopped being one a long time ago them so I didn't quite understand why it even bothered me. Besides that, I was actually quite confident about being at the right place. There were dozens of cells, all empty though. Nevertheless, they still seemed to be in use as there was still some 'fresh' bread in one of them.

As my eyes got used to the darkness I followed the path that would hopefully lead me to Altaïr. But there was one thing that worried me. So far I hadn't seen any guards or anyone at all for that matter. If this was supposed to be a prison, then I would have expected a few security patrols. But that was not the case. This whole thing seemed so strange. Especially with Altaïr being the prisoner, there should be guards everywhere, no matter how well this cave was hidden.

But overthinking this wouldn't help me anymore, I just had to follow my feelings.

And soon I was able to see light. With silent steps I made my way to the light, seeing a big hall.

There were weapons and some amour, but most of it seemed to be damaged. What was more important was the single cell on the other side of the room.

When I heard somebody shifting, the clothes making noises, I could only feel relieved.

I had found him. After all this I had found him. With a newfound motivation I was about to quickly make way over there but as I lifted up my foot, my motivation vanished within seconds and I quietly sat my foot back down.

What am I supposed to say now?

This was Altaïr I was going to face. I may have never met him for real but I still knew him.

How was I supposed to make him trust me? The chances of him trying to kill me if I were to free him were frighteningly high. Or he would just ignore me.

I somehow have to make him trust me. But the question was, how?

It didn't take me long to realise that wasting even more time just standing here wouldn't help either though, so I made my way over to the other side, this time slowly, precision in each of my steps.

I paid attention to gracefully set one foot in front of the other, trying to look casual but deadly at the same time. With a swift movement I put pack my hood that had been falling of my head ever so often.

This is it. No backing down now.

But as I got close to the cell I started to wonder. The person sitting in the cell was rather small. Way too small. And whilst this certainly was an assassin, this person in front of me wore the short robes and dark hood common to the lower-ranked Assassins and guards, just like Kadar used to.

As I stood right in front of the cell I had a very bad feeling about all of this and I was proved right as the person turned around, a face covered in blood now visible to me.

The eyes of a scared of young novice now looking up to mine.

Okay…it has been almost 2 years o.O I'm rly sorry for that. I already have a detailed description of the next 4 chapters but I just can't seem to bring myself to actually write one T.T

and my writing has gotten a lot worse :/ I still hope that you were able to enjoy this chapter

^-^ and ty for the nice comments…they were the reason why I decided to continue writing even after all this time

BTW – does anyone of u play League of Legends ? xD