Disclaimer: I don't own Assassin's Creed. Though I really, really want to.

Warning: Nothing bad.

No time for goodbye he said as he faded away
Don't put your life in someone's hands
They're bound to steal it away
Don't hide your mistakes
'Cause they'll find you, burn you, then he said

If you want to get out alive
Hold on for your life
If you want to get out alive
Hold on for your life.

"Get Out Alive" by: Three Days Grace

Chapter Seven: The Help These Days

We snuck into the church the same way as before, but this time it was completely dark. Every single noise seemed amplified, setting my nerves on edge. With assassinations, you just had toget in andthen get out. Here, we had to bring a body along with us, all while remaining perfectly silent. No pressure. No pressure at all.

As if sensing my discomfort, Raan shoved me playfully, and I almost fell off the rafter. I whipped around and gave him a nasty look. This was no time to be fooling around! I could see his dark eyes twinkling in the practically-nonexistent light. Rolling my eyes, I nodded towards the hallway I had seen earlier. We dropped to the ground and silently slipped into the shadows of the corridor. Candlelight flickered from braziers fixed to the walls. A slight breeze blew in from the open windows, making a few tapestries sway on the wall. It was eerie, to say the least.

The sound of a girl's laughter caught our attention once we were far enough down the hall. Raan took the lead and I fell in step behind him - he was good and navigating his way through unfamiliar territory. When he motioned for me to climb through the window leading to where the girl's laughter had come from, I bit back a smart comment about how he should go first, seeing as he'd had practice climbing into women's bedrooms back at the bureau. The window was high up, almost near the top of the ceiling. Climbing through it would give us good access to the bare beams of the roof. We hopped through and kept to the shadows in the rafters.

There were about twelve girls that all looked the same - dark hair, dark eyes, dressed in identical nightdresses. They jumped around,giggling quietly. The whole situation was actually really creepy. One of the girls sighed and pulled out a grey scarf from the folds of her nightgown, before twirling around in it. The others followed suit and started dancing around. After a couple of minutes thefirst girl sighed and laid the scarf carefully on her bed. Raan made a surprised choking noise. I glanced sideways at him. He motioned to the bed. The grey scarf was in the Assassin's symbol - an A with curved edges. We both glanced at the girls.

A knocking on the door stilled the girls' movements. A moment passed, and the door creaked open to admit the blind nun from earlier.

"We have a long day tomorrow, wash up, say your prayers, and get to bed." She warbled, her sightless eyes ghosting over the assembled girls.

The girls nodded and retreated to the separate washroom through another doorway. I waited until they had all vanished from sight before I made my move.

I hopped down from the raftersand grabbed the grey scarf. Raan gave me an odd glance, which I pretended not to notice. I took the grey scarf and wrapped one end of it around the handle of the door. I tucked the other end between the door and doorframe,hoping the girl would be smart enough to understand the message I was leaving. If she had the scarf, it meant she had to at least know something about the assassin Order. Once I was done, I hopped back upto Raan and we left the room.

Raan and I hid in the shadowed corridor forabout a half hour before the door slowly creaked open. Out stepped the girl from earlier, casting nervous looks up and down the stone passage. Raan stepped out of the shadows, catching the girl's attention. She clapped a hand over her mouth to silence herself before she made any noise.

Raan spoke in a hushed whisper. "We must go, be quiet."

Together, we made our way to the main church hall. Multiple times we had to duck down and hide from guards, each time it was harder to stay hidden than the last. The main hall was crawling with guards. I shot Raan a worried glance before jumping up on a low ceilingbeam. Raan helped the girl up and I pulled her to her feet on the narrow wooden plank. Raan and I helped her climb all the way to the church's flattened roof.

Suddenly, the girl froze up. "I can't." She whispered, fear darkening her eyes. I groaned inwardly – this was not the time for the girl to be plagued by a fear of heights!

"It's a flat roof. We won't let you fall." Raantried to comfort the young girl.

"No." her voice grew louder with panic. I shot Raan a warning glare. If he didn't stop pushing her buttons…

"Come on, you'll be okay. I promise." He urged, nudging her onto the roof.

This time, she screamed in flat-out panic. There were shouts from the guards down below.

"Go! Dammit!" I hissed to Raan, hauling myself out of the bell tower.

Raan slung the screaming girl over his shoulder and headed to the edge of the roof, with myself following close behind.

"Put her on my horse if she can ride! Get back to the bureau as fast as possible. I'll buy you some time." I told him quickly. He hesitated before nodding and jumped down from the church roof, running towards where our horses were tethered.

Heavy footsteps thundered towards me. I drew me sword and whipped around, just in time to parry the blow from a soldier behind me. Our swords rang clear and loud in the silent night. I ducked, dived, and danced through all the soldiers rapidly filling the roof. Though it seemed that where one would fall, two more would spring up. With a big heave, I jumped over the heads of all the men and put my back to a wall, so no guards could sneak up on me. I lashed out and took out one before ducking and kicking another in the knee.

A blow by the broad side of a sword made my knees crumple from underneath me. I looked up at the smirking faces of multiple soldiers before tightening my grip on my sword. A flash of white made everyone glance upwards. Three soldiers in the back of the group fell suddenly - a white hood stood above the rest.

Altaïr.

With renewed energy, I fought back. Blood was pouring into my eyes, but my other senses were crystal clear. Soon, there were nothing but corpses scattered over the roof. Altaïr's robes remained impeccably white,as per usual. He didn't even look at me as he turned towards the edge of the roof.

I lunged towards him and put a hand on his shoulder before he could jump down. He tensed before turning fully to face me. I used the opportunity to search his face before meeting his eyes. I wanted to say something, but instead I just nodded once in thanks before stepping back. He knew that I meant we were even now.

Though, he didn't move. Just stared at me intently. He seemed stunned at my gesture. So, I left him to his thoughts and jumped off the roof into a pile of hay in a nearby wagon before heading towards where my horse would be. When I got there, though, my horse wasnowhere to be seen. I cursed under my breath. Of course the girl knew how to ride.

…

I caught up with Raan and the girl outside the bureau. They were arguing with a guard - I told him to wave them by. We didn't say anything, but I walked beside the horses and helped unpack them in the stables while Raan took the girl to the Mentor. We would address what to do with her in a while. For now, it was time to sleep.

A/N: Short chapter. I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you though! I just wrote two or three close to 3000 word chapters.