Hey everyone! I do not have much to say, so let's dive in shall we. Thanks for the comments, and Happy Father's Day! Alright, I hope you enjoy chapter 7!

Chapter 7:

When the three Assassin's entered into the temple's upper chamber they were unprepared for what they witnessed next.

"Care to explain why it is not working?" A male voice coated with a French accent roared.

"Robert de Sable!" Altair hissed, "His life is mine."

From the corner of his eye Malik could see that Altair was about to drop below to bring death upon their enemy. He quickly grabbed Altair by his upper arm and demanded that he wait.

Altair opened his mouth to protest, but was interrupted by Robert's shouts of frustration.

"Answer me!"

Malik, Altair, and Kadar crouched down low to avoid being spotted; all three of them looked down into the chamber and saw not only Robert, but four Templar guards, and the person to whom Robert had been shouting at. A young, frail girl dressed in nothing but what looked like rags with long dingy, yellow hair that hung over her face.

And what was worst was that Robert appeared to be holding the treasure to which the three had been sent to retrieve within his right hand.

Malik cursed under his breath at their predicament.

"God damn it!" Robert roared directly right into her face as he shook her roughly with his left hand, "Do I have to beat the answers out of you?"

The girl said not a word, she did not even flinch as Robert continued to shout at her.

"Speak! You miserable, piece of shit!"

When the Templar leader finally stopped shaking the girl she raised her head up slightly to meet Robert's cruel gaze.

"The power you seek," she spoke in a calm, cool manner, but her voice was strong enough that every man in the room could hear her. "is one that will destroy you. And while I relish at the thought of your corpse at my feet, I will never reveal its secrets to you."

Robert briefly looked as though she had struck him across the face.

Malik admired the amount of courage she displayed; if she felt any sort of fear she did well at hiding it. Even when Robert gnashed his teeth and twisted his face up into an ugly scowl that was made to instill some fear into her, and out of fury at her disobedience.

"Insolent brat!" He screamed before pushing her away from him.

She made not a sound as she landed on her rear. It was as if she had known that Robert was going to toss her to the ground.

Robert turned his back on her and walked away from her. He grabbed one of his men by the front of their gambeson jacket and shoved them in the direction of the girl.

"Guard her!" He ordered as the Templar subordinate regained his balance, "And God help you if you allow her to escape!"

The guard ran over quickly to the girl and jerked her up roughly by the arm. Once she was up on her feet the guard held onto her upper arm tightly. Determined not to let her escape.

"That girl knows about the treasure?" Kadar asked in a surprised tone of voice.

"It would appear so." Malik replied quietly as he looked back from the girl to Robert and his men.

"What now, sir?" One of the guards asked Robert.

"Search the area." Robert ordered as he placed the treasure down onto the work bench that contained some parchment writings. "See if you can find anything that can tell us how this Piece of Eden works."

The three remaining guards scattered throughout the chamber and searched for any clue that would tell them and their leader about the mysteries of the strange looking orb.

"Once we find out how this Piece works," Robert continued, "we won't be in need of the girl anymore."

Robert gave the girl a long menacing sideways glance, "If you value you your life," he added in a threating tone, "you might want to speak up now."

Unaffected by Robert and his tactics to try and scare her the young girl spoke up once again in that same strong voice.

"You'll find nothing."

"You seem so sure, girl." Robert sneered.

"I alone carry the secrets of the Piece of Eden with me, and once I die so too will the secrets."

"We shall see!" Robert tore his gaze away from her and instead watched his men search the room for any trace of evidence left behind that would revel the secrets of the Piece of Eden.

"What do we do now?" Kadar asked, looking at Altair and Malik for guidance.

"We end de Sable's life." Altair said

"No." Malik spoke up, having enough of Altair's reckless decisions. "We were told to retrieve the treasure and deal with Robert only if necessary."

"He stands between us and it." Altair impatiently pointed out, "I'd say it's necessary."

"Desecration, Altair."

"You mean cowardience! That man is our greatest enemy. And here we are with a chance to be rid of him."

"You have already broken two tenants of our creed." Malik told him disappointedly, "Now you would break a third? 'Do not compromise the brotherhood'."

Altair finally snapped, "I am your superior! In both title and ability."

Not wanting to allow Malik the chance to question his authority any further, Altair turned his back on the brothers and started to descended down into the camber to confront Robert and his men.

Malik's hands balled up into tight fists and he grounded his teeth so hard that he felt a tinge of pain begin to stab him in the jaw.

"Arrogant bastard!" He growled deeply in his throat.

"M-Malik?"

Remembering his younger brother, Malik let some of his anger directed towards Altair to slip away and directed his attention to Kadar.

Malik could see the distress in his brother's soft young eyes.

"Kadar," Malik spoke as an older brother and as a higher ranking Assassin, "stay close to me."

"Y-Yes, brother."

"Focus." He reminded Kadar, "And do not drop your guard for a moment."

Kadar nodded his head, "Understood."

Forgoing the ladder that had been propped up against the wall for easy access, Malik and Kadar leapt down into the chamber in order to catch up with Altair.

They were not far behind when Altair's voice rang out loudly throughout the room. His tone commanding all to listen.

"Hold Templars!" All five men ceased what they were doing and turned their attention to the three interlopers. The young girl, who at this point had remained detached and emotionless had looked upon the three Assassin's with unexpected surprise at their unannounced presence in the temple.

"You are not the only ones with business here."

Malik took a quick, discreet, survey of their surroundings and noticed that the guards who had been ordered to search the chamber were now slowly closing in on them.

For the briefest of seconds Malik wondered if Altair had noticed the threat that surrounded them or not, but it soon became clear to Malik that Altair was blinded by his own arrogance and ambition to defeat Robert.

"And what is it you want?" Robert snarled, already tired of their intrusion.

Altair answered Robert as he activated his hidden blade, "Blood."

Without warning Altair sprinted towards Robert.

"No!" Malik made to stop Altair before his recklessness could ruin them.

But he was not fast enough.

Him and his brother watched as Robert easily side stepped Altair's telegraphed charge. The Templar Grand Master struck Altair across the face hard before clutching onto his blade arm with one had while the other gripped at his throat.

"You know not the things you meddle in Assassin." Robert warned giving Altair's throat a tight squeeze causing the man to gasp for some air to breathe. "I spare you only to deliver a message to your Master; tell him that 'the Holy Land is lost to him and his.' He should flee now while he still has the chance. Stay and all of you will die."

Without much effort Robert threw Altair from the room. Sending the Assassin from the room, and crashing into the supporting beams that caused the ancient stones of the archway to collapse. Separating him from his two comrades' and blocking, what was no doubt, an easier escape route out of the temple.

Damn it! Malik thought angrily.

He looked around and noticed that three of the guards closing quickly in on them. He also noticed that while Kadar stood with a strong defensive stance he saw a slight tremble in his brother's legs.

Stay strong, brother.

Malik slowly inched his way closer to Kadar to give him the reassurance that he was not alone in this fight, and that his brother was here by his side.

Turning his attention to the two remaining Assassin's Robert ordered, "Men! To arms! Kill the Assassin's!"

Malik and Kadar unsheathed their swords and braced themselves for the fight that was about to come.

Altair! Malik thought furiously, keeping his eyes focused on the approaching enemy. If I make it out of here alive, I swear I am going to kill you!

And that is the end of chapter 7! This chapter was my least favorite to write only because I had so much trouble with describing what was going on, so I hope it didn't suck (laughs at self). I do hope you guys enjoyed chapter 7 and I will see you in chapter 8! (Heads up chapter 8 might take longer to post and you will find out why in the next chapter). Take care until then guys!