Sorry everyone! I have been VERY busy with musical theatre and the play "Suessical The Musical" But now! I am free! It's finished! I was part of the backstage crew, Wow! I don't think I've ever been so tired before! We had to be at the school from when the school day began (8:45 am) till' when the play ended for the night (9:30 pm) our musical theatre teacher is the best! It was definitely a play that we will NEVER forget! It was hilarious!

Anyways, I'm going to quit rambling on now, so enjoy! (P.S. I'm tired, so forgive me if these next chapters suck.)

Disclaimer: ALTAIR'S MINE!! MIIIINNNNEEE!! -Latches onto Altair's leg- mine! –Microsoft takes him away- NU! NUU! He's mine I tell you! Mine! My life had now been ruined… -Cries-

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By the end of the week, I was full of cuts and bruises.

I had fallen off of those damned poles from hell, thirty six times!

I sighed in exhaustion, placing my right hand over my black eye.

I heard someone open my door and come into my room.

"Are you alright?" It was Malik.

"Yes, just fine." My voice dripped with sarcasm.

Malik sat down on the end of my bed, I felt the bed sag from the weight; he wasn't that heavy though.

I opened my non-black eye and stared emotionlessly at him. Malik just blinked back at me; I sighed and gave up.

No matter what I did, he would not leave.

"Has Altair been pushing you too hard? Did you know that you have made a record of falling off of those poles the most times in a week." I glared at him with one eye.

I guessed that my one-eyed glare didn't have any affect, because Malik just laughed at me.

"No, he hasn't been pushing me hard enough!" I almost yelled.

"Oh really now? Well, you should take a break," Malik giggled to himself.

"Not pushed hard enough huh? Well you're one for punishment." He giggled again.

Malik scooted closer to me, "Would you like to know who had worn the outfit that you are wearing right now?" I nodded, opening both eyes now.

I winced as the pain shot though my skull,

"Ow damnit!" I swore aloud.

Malik stood up and walked in front of me, and kneeled down onto the floor.

"The one who wore that outfit before you was Rain Molokai, the only successful female assassin in our creed. There had been three others who had tried to join, but Al Mualim thought that they were not brave enough. He said that they hadn't the will to try hard enough to become an assassin. They trained, and failed the exams. But Rain had gone throughout the whole thing strongly. We were against having a female in our creed, we thought that it would bring shame upon us; but we were wrong. She became one of the strongest; she is the only one aside from the currently rising Altair, who is trusted by Al Mualim himself. Of course our master trusts us all but… he has his favorites. I don't know why but Altair has always been one of his favorites ever since the boy joined." Malik finished explaining.

My eyes were wide in anticipation, 'Will I be able to meet this fabled woman?' I thought of what she might look like.

"You will be able to meet her soon enough, but for now you need to get some rest." I felt as though Malik had read my mind. Nodding dumbly once again, I watched as Malik made his way to my door.

"Malik," he glanced back at me,

"Will you tell Altair to come visit me sometime today?" He shook his head.

"There is no need for that, he is already really worried, and he will come visit anyways."

I let out a silent laugh as Malik left, shutting the door behind him.

I was afraid to close my eyes, afraid to sleep.

I was afraid that I might wake up in the cupboard once again, the burning flames licking at my flesh, as I burned alive.

I shuddered at the thought. I kept my eyes open for another fifteen minutes, until I could stand it no longer.

I had finally fallen to sleep.

Altair approached Serenity's room silently, Malik had said that she was tired, and he didn't want to disturb her, he was just worried.

Opening the door to her room, he crept across the floor and sat down on a chair.

He watched her as she was deep into her slumber, and smiled.

'I don't know why I am always so worried about her, I guess I feel like I have something to live for now.'

Before this girl had fallen into his lap, 'literally,' Altair had been getting bored of just staying in the brotherhood's sanctuary, and just roaming around not assassinating people yet.

But now, he had something, no, someone to care for.

He watched in silence for hours.

His eyes began to droop; looking outside, he noticed that it was getting very dark.

Soon enough he would be able to go out on his own and assassinate people; he really couldn't wait any longer.

Sighing, he stood up, and approached the door. Stealing one last glance at Serenity, he left the room, and headed towards his own.

'Red mist, I was in the cupboard once again.

Red mist, my little sisters screamed in agony.

Red mist, innocent blood will be spilled.

I cried out as I reached out for my mother's hand.

Red mist, the flames will swallow us all.

Red mist, my mother's dead body lay shallow on the floor, my father…

Where was my father?

Red mist…

Revenge…

Revenge…

REVENGE!'

I cried out, my cry echoed through my room, bouncing off of my walls.

I peered around the room, no dead bodies… no flames.

I glanced in the mirror and saw my mother's bloody face staring back at me.

'"Whyyy… Whyyyyyyyyyyy?'" It croaked out.

I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out.

I hopped out of my bed and ran for the door, anything just to get out of this room. I shut the door tightly behind me, and sprinted for Altair's room.

Making it to his door, I stood in front of it.

'What am I doing? Every time I get scared or have a bad dream I can't go running to Altair every time!' I knocked on the door.

Altair had been having quite a nice dream, until it was shattered when someone had knocked on his door. Not opening his eyes he said:

"Come in" wearily.

I opened the door, and then entered, and shut it behind me.

I trudged over to Altair and sat on the bed, shaking.

Altair rolled over and onto his side, and opened his eyes to look at me.

"Serenity?" He questioned why I was there, and if I was all right, but all I could see was his mouth moving and no sound coming out.

Was I still dreaming?

I shook uncontrollably once again.

Altair reached up and wrapped his arms around me, comforting me.

He dragged me into a lying down position; he stared me in the eyes and moved the hair out of my face.

"Serenity, everything will be okay. Everything will be okay." He repeated it, trying to soothe me.

I moved closer to him, enjoying his warmth.

I cuddled against his chest as he once again wrapped his arms around me.

I sighed in content as the fragrant cinnamon sent filled my nostrils once again.

"Don't you be having anymore bad dreams tonight. All right?" Altair half demanded yet asked.

I curled into a ball, allowing darkness and Altair's warmth to succumb me.

Altair rubbed Serenity's back in a soothing notion until the girl had fallen asleep.

For some reason, he knew that she had had a bad dream.

Strange.

He jumped as I shivered and moved closer, wrapping my arms around his waist.

Blinking a couple of times, Altair relaxed once again and closed his eyes.

'Will these dreams always cause her sleepless nights?'

Once the last thought had crossed his stressing mind, darkness had shattered his vision as he had fallen asleep once again.

I woke to the rays of sunlight calling me to wake up while the silent breeze teased my face.

Opening my eyes, my vision had come upon a boy.

A boy.

Not just ANY boy.

It was Altair.

Why was he in MY room?

I started panicking when I realized that his arms were wrapped around me, while my arms were wrapped around his waist.

Lifting my head, I gazed into a pair of startlingly brown eyes.

Shooting away from him, I came in contact with the wall. I felt my back pressed tightly up against the wall as I observed his morning face.

He propped himself up with one elbow, lying on one side, and watched me intently.

"H-how come you're in MY room?" I inquired.

He blinked a couple of times and laughed softly while tilting his head to the side.

"We're in MY room if you were wondering," he laughed once again, the small grin never leaving his face.

"WHAT?" I nearly screamed at the top of my lungs.

'How did I get in here in the first place?' peering around the room, I noticed that it WASN'T mine.

I felt ridiculous just standing there, with my back against the wall, staring Altair in the face while he smirked at me.

"Well, we should probably get up anyways. By the way, you came rushing into my room last night looking like you had just seen a ghost. I had guessed that it had only been a bad dream. You curled up next to me, while I attempted to soothe you, and fell asleep right away."

My eyes widened as I started remembering slight flashes of the dream I had. I shuddered under Altair's gaze as I moved towards the door.

I had never liked it when people stared at me.

Usually I would stare back at them and try to make them feel just about as uncomfortable as I had been feeling.

But I would never dare to do the to Altair.

I trusted him, and probably always will.

I stood in front of his door, with my back to him, and slowly reached for the doorknob.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when a hand was placed on my left shoulder.

"Gah!" I shrieked. When did he become so silent and fast!

"Relax, it's just me." I shrugged his hand off of my shoulder and opened the door.

We searched through out the whole brotherhood, looking for Malik.

"Oh well, let's get to the training, alright?" I nodded in agreement.

This was going to take awhile.

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Wow… The whole Rain Molokai part was kind of stretched on… I apologize once again for keeping you all waiting for so long . I wish I didn't have so many writer's blocks! –Scolds self-

Ah well… What will be… will be.

-Spartan walks over to a car and stares at it- WHY WON'T IT STARTAAAAAA!?

-xXxSilentxXxAssassinxXx