Author's notes: Hey all, I AM SO SORRY! I haven't neglected this, I SWEAR.. So without further a due her is the next chapter!

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Love and Rockets

Evz

Altair rushed to the window. "Blow out the candles, wake the others. Go!" He pulled her off the couch and began barricading the doors and windows, he retrieved his weapons and joined Evangeline in Rich's room.

"Find somewhere, stay hidden." Altair instructed. He put on his basic armour. His shoulder pads, his crossbow and chest guard that strapped around his chest and spread into three other straps by an embossed metal triangle. He put on his leather waist-belt that held all ten throwing knives and strapped his sword hilt and holster that also held a dagger and an axe, he strapped it to his denim hip line. And attached the hidden blade to his wrist expertly.

He looked dangerous, this only made Evangeline want him more.

"Evangeline, stay hidden here, I'll be back to get you!" He put an hand on her shoulder and made his leave. He darted down the hallway.

Boom

Without afterthought the living room was blown in with explosives and seven templar guards ran in through the smoke, holding their long, white nightsticks.

The living room was set ablaze as the modern black leather sofas set fire. Altair drew his short blade and steadied his stance. He swung the sword clockwise to get used to the grip.

A templar lunged at him with his arm poised above him ready to strike down. Altair kicked his left leg as it came into reach. It crunched as his knee turned and the lower leg snapped. Altair took hold of the man's shoulder and slit his throat with his short blade. He then threw three throwing knives at once.

Each of them hit their targets. Three of the templars fell over clutching the knife that stuck from their necks.

A stocky guard managed to hit Altair in his ribs. The V neck shirt tore in the area as the jaggard edge tore his flesh apart. He didn't flinch, but instead grabbed the nightstick and pulled the guard into his sword. The blade pushed in so deep Altair had to leave his blade and use the nightstick he had taken. Another guard lunged. Altair managed to run the nightstick through his throat and was once again weaponless. He took out his dagger and plunged it in a guards neck. The victim gargled, spitting up blood.

Altair kicked the man over and turned his gaze to the last one. Who made a futile attempt at escaping.

Altair had leapt, time seamed to slow as his hidden blade shot out, and plummeted into the last Templar. Killing him instantly.

He stood over the victim. Splattered with blood. He needed to return to Evangeline who had hidden with Rich.

...

"Where's Sasha," Altair walked into the room hidden blade unsheathed and his right arm dripped with blood.

"What the fuck did you do?" Rich yelled as he noticed the blood.

"You don't wanna know," Evangeline muttered, Rich had never played Assassins Creed, he had read nothing about it, all he knew was that he killed for a living and the main plot of the Templars vs Assassins, other than that. Rich was clueless.

"We need to get Sasha and get out of here," Altair said as he gazed out the window.

"Kris is after Altair!" Evangeline walked towards the door, listening for movement in the house.

"What, why? He's a looney! He thinks he's Ibn La Ahad! He just happens to look exactly like Fransisco Randez! Does that make him a killer, NO! He is just a-" Altair grabbed Rich by the neck and slammed him into the wall, he held the bloodied hidden blade to his neck.

"Stop analyzing my life, or else I'll end yours. We are waisting time, we need to stay quiet and stay focused!" Altair stared menacingly into Rich's eyes, making sure he understood, if he slowed them down, he dies. Evangeline wedged herself between Altair and her brother.

"Altair, let go, we pinky swore!" She placed a hand on his left peck, she could feel his heartbeat. He loosened up and released his death grip.

"We need to get Sasha," he said in a hushed voice. He took hold of her hand and returned it to her side. He walked toward the closed door. "Stay behind me, stay quiet. There might be a few people left, just keep close." He then turned the door handle and stepped outside.

A guard was standing a meter away in the Hall. Altair slunk up behind him. With a flick of a wrist, Altair snapped the guard's neck. Evangeline squealed softly with her hands over her mouth, her eyes wide as saucers.

Altair brought a finger to his lips to hush her before they approached Sasha's room. It was a terrible coincidence that the drumset Evangeline had bought required all the bedrooms to be soundproofed. Sasha hadn't heard the explosion, she hadn't heard anything.

Altair opened the door to find Sasha still sleeping."Fuck, I thought Malik was a heavy sleeper!" He said to Evangeline silently.

"Sash!" Evangeline shook her best friend awake. "We gotta go, Kris is a Templar!"

"Wait, what?" Sasha gazed around. Confusion spilled across her brow.

"No time to explain," Altair stated. Sasha took in his bloodied features.

"Sash, we need to go. Kris is working with Vidic, the Doctor Vidic, they're after Altair. He's already killed like, five people, let's go!"

"I killed seven, the other is gargling in the living room." Altair said proudly, but was silenced by an icy cold glare from Eva.

"No," Sasha finally managed to choke out, "I'll talk to Kris, he'll see reason,"

"Reason, fuck Sasha. He sees as much reason as a Nazi!" Eva grabbed hold of her wrist. But Sasha managed to squirm free.

"I love him, Evz! You know that! I have to try,"

"No, listen we can go to the farm, Aena can help us! Don't you see that your faith is being wasted on him?" Footsteps through the passage way drummed through the door that was left ajar.

"Hide!" Sasha instructed in a half whisper.

Altair grabbed Evangeline by the waist and pulled her into the confines of Sasha's neat closet. Altair's hand never moved. Instead he held her, pulling her into his form. She could feel his breathe on her ear and neck.

They could vaguely see Kris and Sasha through the crack between the two doors.

"Where are they?" He held a gun to Sasha's head. Evangeline tried to squirm to interfere, but Altair knowingly tightened his grip.

"They left for the beach house, Kris it's me, Sash, baby..put the gun down..please,"

Kris dropped the gun and began to pace the length of the room.

"Listen here, slut." He spat out. Holding his gun up again. "I need Altair! If you don't give me their location right now, I swear to God I'll blow your brains out."

"I told you, baby please," She lifted her arms as if to hug him. He pulled the trigger and she bolted backwards as the bullet pierced her flesh.

Altair put a hand over Evangeline's mouth as her best friend flew back and two more shots were fired. She screamed under his hands. And he could feel her tears pour onto his fingers.

She spun around and buried her face into Altair's chest. He held her tightly, for he knew the feeling of losing a companion, not to death itself but it was death of someone else that took Malik away from Altair. Malik was his best and only friend he knew her pain.

Kris had left and Rick and Altair comforted Evangeline as the fumes of the house rose up in the small bedroom. The fumes of the flames and the fumes of the bullets that pierced her best friends heart.

Sorry guys, killing Sasha was a douche bag move, but it is important to the rest of the story,

Dominic (Sasha's real life person): i'm not happy about this.

Eva/Dedz": No one cares honey.

Nyt all, will give more soon.

R.I.P Writers block...oh and Sasha..

Love and rockets

Eva