Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 4

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Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.4

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025 Trouble Lurking

[(Anonymous)]

Altair assembled the assassins before him, looking as grand as he could. His gaze swept over them, and he flicked the Eagle Vision on, watching as the wave of blue filled his vision. He could almost see the hearts of all of them beating all at once. They were the same brotherhood: they were the same person. It was all still the same, just with a different head. And as he looked over the sea, he frowned at a flickering, slightly purplish in color.

Abbas. His biggest enemy.

Regardless, he had to ignore it as he started rebuilding the castle. Malik was by his side at every moment, guiding, directing, pushing. He was more than anything that Altair could have hoped for. The man was from Heaven, always patient and remembering more than Altair could, telling him his schedule, directing him from point A to point B. He needed the man more than life, and the entire brotherhood depended on them. There was so much do that he had to leave Abbas alone. He knew that this wasn’t a good idea, but neither he nor Malik knew of any other way. So, they had to leave him alone long enough to get the brotherhood on its feet.

And when they did, Altair started watching Abbas. He had spies follow the man’s footsteps, stalking his shadow, listen to everything he said, everything he wrote. He could see it in the man’s eyes, feel it in his presence. He was up to no good. There was nothing loyal about that man to them, and the sooner they found reason to doubt him the better.

But what terrified him most was the way he looked at Malik. It was as if he were sizing him up like a cat sizes up her prey. He watched, and Altair could see the gears in his head turning. Malik could feel it. There was no denying it. The man was becoming paranoid, looking over his shoulder every few moments, staying closer to Altair than he had thought he was. There was nothing good about Abbas. Altair forbade Malik from practicing in the daylight, with anyone other than those deemed trustworthy and sworn into an oath of silence. If Abbas would attack, then Altair would make sure that he didn’t know how strong the cripple was. Abbas was clever, but he was even more.

So when the door holding the logs in the trap outside the walls of Masyaf “accidentally” unlatched and crushed the man and his followers, Altair simply nodded, asking them to examine it, only to pass it off as a mouse, or the wind, or a supernatural force.
He refused to let it be known that it was himself that pulled the latch free, and that it was a clone from the Apple sitting at the desk as the assassins ran in.

Oh, yes, Abbas was smart and crafty. But Altair was even better.
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It was from the 100 Theme Challenge I was doing, and I just though it so appropriate to share. :3

Re: 025 Trouble Lurking

[(Anonymous)]

That was so awesome, I just fangasmed. Of course I'm in public, but these people ride the bus, who are they to judge me?

This is what I wanted to happen in the game. Thank you so much.

Re: 025 Trouble Lurking

[(Anonymous)]

YES! This is how it should have happened!

Re: 025 Trouble Lurking

[(Anonymous)]

To be honest, I can't even imagine how Abbas managed to be both Sef (was it Sef? Or Darim?) and Malik. It's not possible. The man is as old as he is, and Malik is stronger than him (because as if Malik would ever give Altair a chance to beat him), and there's no way Sef would fight with anyone other than Malik, then Abbas + Mal's Murder =\= cannon. By all logical standards. That man needs to come on here and see all the logic that we possess. And then take the books off the shelves and burn them.

Re: 025 Trouble Lurking

[(Anonymous)]

We could give them to Jubair, and have ourselves a nice book-burning.
With marshmellows.