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Time to mock the young one

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Now Keira, don't panic. You're not going to die…you're just…in a…game.

Sweet!

I tried not to hyperventilate, I was in one of my favourite games. The problem was, how the hell do I get home? Not that I wanted to go just now, but it's great to have the info handy.

Without saying a word, Altair grabbed my shoulder and pushed me away from the field of bodies. "Keep moving and keep your head down" he whispered the command before he let me go. Bodies of the dead guards littered the paths and it made me shudder.

My heart raced. What if he thinks I'm a spy? What if he tries to kill me?

Kick him in the balls. My mind speaks again.

"Can you climb?" he asked me swiftly, guiding me into a small alley. I nodded slowly and before I could ask any questions, he jumped onto a window frame.

I bet he just left me to follow because he knows that he could catch me just as easily.

Hesitantly, I followed the assassin up the wall. It took me quite a bit longer than Altair, but at least I got there.

Then I noticed something, 'I better not say his name out loud until he introduces himself. If he introduces himself that is.' If he kills me.

"Quickly, before archers spot us" he said and dashed towards a ledge. He leaped across the gap with ease and stopped to wait for me. What did he expect, that I leaped across the building as if it was a hobby?

I groaned as I stood. 'Don't look down, just don't look down' I tried to calm myself. When I stumbled to the edge, it didn't look that wide so I would try anyway. I took a couple of steps back and jumped, skidding to halt at the other side. I met the gaze of the assassin, amused but impatient at the same time.

"What? I've never jumped across a building before" I said, crossing my arms.

He turned and walked away, I'm guessing he was expecting me to follow. Of course I would. I'm not going to wonder around the city alone am I? After what happened, I think I'll just stay with the deadly one…

"Then what was that stunt that nearly had you killed?" I was surprised that he replied, being a grumpy, arrogant person and all.

"That wasn't my fault" I moaned. "It was that drunk guy who pushed me into them"

Suddenly, he stopped and turned to me. "Then why wear such clothes?" he growled, pointing to my attire. "You look like a spy? If you are, don't think I won't hesitate to kill you"

Oh, that's not good. "Don't you think if I was a spy, I would have been more discreet than that?"

After a few moments silent glares, he gave out a loud breath and we pressed on, to bureau I think. Now that I think about it, where am I?

"What city is this?" I asked as we jumped over another gap.

His eyebrow arched as if I was mad. Even though I wouldn't deny it. "Jerusalem" he answered simply.

The rest of the journey was in silence and it wasn't long until we arrived at the bureau. Without a word, he dropped through the entrance as if it was a walk in the park. I blinked at him with mouth agape. Was he really that stupid?

"If you haven't noticed, I'm not the best when it comes to heights." I huffed and sat at the edge.

"Fine. You can stay there while take care of business here and let the archers kill you" he replied and went to the door.

"W-wait!" I stammered, trying to climb down. Guess what happened next...

I slipped.

However, I didn't hit the floor, but something warm had broken my fall. My eyes opened to find Altair's face hovered over fine and I could feel my cheeks flare up.

Come on, do something! My thoughts screamed at me.

"Um…thanks" I staggered, wriggling from his arms. He remained silent as we walked through the doorway, I wouldn't say greeted, but acknowledged by Malik.

"Altair" he said not too politely and his eyes widened when they fell towards me. "Who's the girl?"

"I do not know. She was running from the guards when I found her." he explained and turned to me, waiting for me to comply.

"My name is Keira" I said simply.

"So why bring her here? Did you not think that she might be a spy?" Malik glared at me.

WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK I'M A SPY?!

In a way I felt sorry for him. Because of Altair's arrogance, he had lost his left arm and his brother. But still, that doesn't mean he can direct his anger to me. Asshole.

Not wanting to argue, Altair stepped in, "Do not judge just because she is a girl. I would like to hear what Al Mualim has to say. I've seen what she can do, she can react quickly in a bad situation and with a little practice, she could make a fine assassin"

Did I just hear that right? I could be an assassin? Oh my god? Altair, I love you!

"Of course, if she is not worthy then she'll have to die." There goes my good mood.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa" I interrupted, waving my hands in disbelief, "you brought me along just because you think I'm good enough. Now you tell me that if your master says I'm too shit to be an assassin, I'll have to die!" I almost shouted the last phrase.

"She's a loud one, isn't she?" Malik smirked at me.

I ignored the insult and turned back Altair who was staring at me with curious eyes. "Look, I'm not going with you if it's putting my life at risk."

"You don't have a choice" It was Malik who spoke, "now that you know where we reside, you will have to comply or die. We cannot risk you exposing us to the Templars."

I thought for a moment until I came to a conclusion. "Point taken. I guess I don't have choice after all." I sighed. "When do we leave" I asked in a monotone voice to Altair.

"Soon. I have some business to attend to with Malik" Not much of answer, but it was better than nothing.

I sat at the back of the room while Altair and Malik gave information to one another about how the assassination went.

So it was Talal he had to kill.

My mind wondered after a few boring minutes. I missed my home, my family and most of all, chocolate. The creamy, milky, chocolaty goodness… I wanna go home.

"Keira?" someone brought me out of my trance, "We'll be leaving shortly, but I want you to change out of those clothes before then. You'll attract too much attention." Altair explained, pointing out that I had blood splattered on random places of my clothes.

In the mean time, Malik had disappeared behind his desk searching for something. "Here. You can wear this. It may be too big, but it will have to do." He said and laid out a robe like theirs out onto the desk.

He was right. It was way too big for me, in more ways than one. "Don't you have a smaller size?" I pleaded while inspecting myself. It was at least two inches too long at the sleeves and the bottom was dragging up all of the dust from the floor. "Or a knife?"

"Here." Altair handed me his dagger which I used to cut the sleeves and the bottom of the robe so that it fitted me more accurately.

I exhaled. "It'll have to do. I guess it's better than nothing"

When I went back to give the dagger back, Altair shook his head. "It would be in your best interest if you kept it so that you could protect yourself at least."

I stared at the weapon, "Are you sure you want to give me this?"

"Do you want to survive?" he shot back. "These times are dangerous for people who are unarmed. Especially women."

"Hey! I'll have you know that I'm a black belt in kick boxing" Almost.

Both of the men stared at me blankly. Note to self: YOU'RE NOT IN THE 21st CENTURY YOU DOUGHBALL!

I laughed nervously and walked up to the door. "Are we going now?"

"One moment" he said in the way that meant 'get out and don't listen'

While I was trying to figure out a way to climb out the hole on the roof, Altair turned back to Malik, who was glaring in return.

"I don't trust her, Altair. You can't just go around picking out random girls off the street just because you're attracted to her" I heard Malik snarl. Oh, I feel so loved…not.

Altair's eyes narrowed into slits. "Don't speak such nonsense. I am not attracted to the girl, Malik." he replied firmly, "I think that she would of great use to us. The Templers think that the brotherhood is made up of only men, but if we have Keira join then it will be easier to sneak behind their defences."

"Hmm, I see your point, but that does not mean that our master will agree to it." He said thoughtfully. "Go, before it gets dark."

"Safety and peace, brother"

Malik grunted in response and Altair took that as the queue to leave, finding me once again sitting at the edge of the entrance.

A grin was plastered on my face. "I can get up on my own. It's getting down that's the problem."

Altair just sighed and swiftly climbed out of the hole. "Well," he began, planting himself beside me. "You're going to have to learn that the only way to get away is down."

I frowned at him as he got up. "Thanks for spoiling my good mood…again."

"Come on, we better get out of here before the sun sets." He said suddenly, staring at the horizon.

It was getting late and with it, my energy was depleting. I hope with the title of assassin I'll get more energy, he looked as if he had just woken from a deep sleep.

In about two minutes we were standing by the main gate to the Kingdom and it was swarmed with guards.

"There" he whispered and pointed to the scholars. They were scanning about the terrain near the entrance and as soon as they set eyes on us, they began to move forward. Without giving any warning, Altair half dragged me across the street and in the middle of the small group. Like the game, we walked past the guards with no problem and after thanking them, we searched for horses.

Well, it didn't take long to find Altair's horse, it just trotted up to him and nibbled at his hood, which I snickered about. Actually, I thought it was quite cute.

"Can you ride a horse?" he asked after he mounted the horse who snorted at the extra weight.

I nodded, "But where are we going find one?"

He exhaled "Steal one of course"

"Ah…right." Was all I said, unable to think of a comeback.

It didn't take long to find a horse. In fact, there were four of them so I had the courtesy to pick one. I picked a black mare. Then, after a long struggle and a bit of help, I was ready to go.

We trotted for a few moments in silence and before the sound of birds drove me insane, I broke the silence, saying the first thing that came into my head.

"I wish I was taller."……Whaaaat?! I can't believe that was the first thing that came into my mind. Bad Keira bad. But I continued anyway, "I mean, my grandfather was so tall that he had to lower his head to get through a door. Both, my father and my brother are the same." It wasn't fair, compared to Altair I was a dwarf at 5. 3"

He chuckled slightly and turned to me with amused eyes. "Well Keira, you've got to do your own growing, no matter how tall your grandfather is."

My jaw was wide open. I was looking for sympathy, not mockery! My eyes narrowed at as he turned back to the front. "Altair?"

"Yes"

"I hate you."

I love being here, I really do, but no one told me that we had to take the long way! In the game you press a button and a few seconds later you're at Masyaf. In real life - I think its real life anyway – you have to take the long way.

If you want it put into words, it's not fun what so ever. Especially if you're travelling with an assassin who is the quietest man I've heard…seen…you know what I mean.

Anyway, it took us two days to travel to Masyaf. Two bloody days and when I heard Altair say that we had almost arrived, I felt like kissing him for two reasons.

One – like I said, it had taken us two days to get there.

Two – it was the first thing he said within the last five hours…at least, I think its five hours. I don't know, I don't have a watch or anything to tell me the time. The only time I can tell is when it's morning, midday or night. At the moment, it was between morning and midday.

Let's just say its 10am.

What freaked me out the most was that everyone stared at us as we entered the village after we left Bret and Cassie outside the gate. – I decided to name the horses out of boredom –

Altair started up the hill and I trudged along after him, tired and starving as the only thing we had to eat was bread…not very appetising.

"So, what's gonna happen now?" I managed to ask before I stifled a yawn. The hill was long and steep, but a perfect replica of the game. Maybe I won't get lost for once in my life.

He let out an aggravated sigh, "I thought you would have figured it out." He paused, probably waiting for me to reply.

Just as I was about to say something, one of the guards walked over to us, blocking our way to the bureau. I recognised him, but I couldn't put a name with the face.

"It's about time you arrived. You're late." He said and glared at me. "And I see the reason why."

I widened my eyes. "Excuse me?!" I reeeally don't like him.

"And for a good cause, Abbas." Altair butted in. "I brought her here to speak with our master"

Hold on, he didn't defend me. He agreed with the stereotypical jerk.

Asshole.

Altair told Abbas what happened back at the city to make things clearer to him. It ended with Abbas thinking about things. "You may have betrayed the brotherhood, but I trust your judgement about the girl." Abbas admitted. Wow, that's something coming from him.

With another moment of silence and glares, Abbas let us past into the bureau.

It was huge and that was an understatement.

There were some trainees sparring in the ring, their grunts and clattering swords rang out within the castle's walls. I stopped to watch them fight, remembering that I would have to fight and kill other people for the rest of my life here…if I managed to leave the castle with my head intact of course.

"We must not keep the master waiting" I jumped, Altair standing with his arms crossed and he stared at me with impatient eyes.

"Fine." I huffed and walked with him. A few other people gazed as we walked past. Obviously they've never had girl in the brotherhood's attire before.

Just as I got to the door, I stole a glance at the sparring event. It had finished, one of the men was kneeling over the other, sword pressed against his neck. 'If that was a real fight, he would be dead' my mind told me.

Before I knew it, we were standing in front the desk by the massive stain glass window, behind the desk stood Al Mualim.

"Master" Altair greeted.

"The mission was a success I presume?" the master replied, not even giving me a glance.

"Indeed, Talal is dead." He said and presented the bloodied feather.

It wasn't until then that Al Mualim soft gaze shifted onto me. "And who might this be?"

Unsure of what to do, I remained silent, so Altair filled in all of the details about what had happened back in Jerusalem.

"So Keira," the master began thoughtfully, "you wish to become one of us."

I bit my lip, sweat formed behind my neck and it tickled when it slid down my back.

To be honest, I wasn't sure if I wanted to or not. Killing people isn't my thing...yet. "Not exactly. I was told that I didn't have a choice" I finished with my eyes narrowed on Altair who looked at me in amusement. I stuck my tongue out as a reply.

After a brief discussion with my saviour, the pair turned back to me, Altair's stare worried me. "Very well. You may join us." The master announced. I was about to leap into the air with joy when he went on to burst my bubble by saying, "On the condition that you beat one of my students in armed combat. We have to make sure that we are making the right decision."

Oh, that's just fantastic. I'm going to die before I even get a chance to kill a Templar.

As we were dismissed so that I could receive a proper weapon, I glared at him and snarled a whisper. "This is your fault." I gave him back his dagger and stormed off in a random direction, his chuckles making my blood boil as I removed my self from his sight.

LITD: So folks, how was this chapter? To be honest, I didn't like it as much as the last one. I know that I've not used quotes from the game, but I might if I need to. Like last time, it's your reviews that decide if this fic gets updated or not. The next chapter will definitely have action in it. Till next time.