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THEY CALL US MONSTERS, YET WE DEVOTE OUR LIVES TO TRUTH. YET LAST NIGHT, ONE OF THEIR OWN WAS CAPTURED. I COME TO CYPRUS FROM THE HOLY LAND AFTER MURDERING THE TEMPLARS THERE.
I FOLLOWED THE REST TO CYPRUS, EAGER TO DIP MY BLADE IN THE BLOOD OF THE LAST SURVIVING TEMPLARS. WORD OF MY DEEDS SPREAD BEFORE ME. THEIR FOLLOWERS SET A TRAP. THEY DID NOT SET IT TIGHTLY ENOUGH.
MY NAME IS ALTAIR IBN-LA'AHAD.
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INTERLUDE ONE
Altaïr Ibn La-Ahad is suddenly synched from Masyaf into an unknown arid location in the middle of a desert He is surrounded by seven scantily-clad women who move around him in a circular fashion. The Assassin is a little disoriented as he tries to move forward and push the scantily-clad women aside though as he attempted to do this, the women push him back and they advance closer towards Altaïr. He attempts to grab his sword and take it out its sheathe but stopped himself as a deep, mesmerizing voice communicated telepathically to the Assassin's inner mind.
I came to this land in search of him,
He who has brought me here.
It is he who is the conduit to the Prophet,
He who is the One to.....
He who has brought me here.
It is he who is the conduit to the Prophet,
He who is the One to.....
The scene of the environment quickly transformed suddenly. Altaïr stood still and was asghast as everything around him began to fade away. The disembodied voice was cut off; its message garbled and distorted as it was cut off before it finished speaking. The seven faceless women disappeared from the Assassin's sight. The scene around him finally changed into an Antiochene city square with a small, marble mountain flowing with water right in the middle. A large number of faceless Antiochene citizens wandered about the environment, ignoring the Assassin standing there.
We've got a major problem, Lucy! A female voice shouted in Altaïr's head, I can't anchor Desmond into the memory strands for Antioch. There's too much psychological drama! He's fighting the treatment! I'm retreating!
No Rebecca, we've reached too far synching with Altaïr and Ezio's memories! Another female voice, though a lot more softer and feminine, retorted at the other female; again both their voices were being heard in the Assassin's head. Hearing them speak, he immediately identified them with the names: Rebecca and Lucy. For some odd reason, Altaïr felt a bit comforted at the sound of Lucy's voice speaking at the moment though he did not know what they were talking about in regards to him and someone named Ezio. We need to proceed!
Lucy's right, Rebecca! We've spent too much time! A masculine voice commented non-chalantly, plus Desmond is a big boy. He can take a little pain, can't he?He should be getting used to the Animus after all since he's experienced some of Altaïr's memories while at Abstergo while he's become more or less synchronized with his other ancestor Ezio Auditore, at least right before to his memories fighting the Borgia in Rome. The Assassin didn't know his name but something about him peeved him.
Rebecca, isn't there anything you can do to get Desmond to try and relax? Lucy asked Rebecca. The Assassin could detect in the woman's tone that she was really stressed, as if something was on her mind. As if something was worrying her, and for some reason, he was concerned. Like a sedative?
Too risky.....that might kill Desmond. Let me try and stabilize things first with Baby, answered Rebecca, but it's up to Desmond to fight it. He needs you, Lucy. He's comatose but deep down, I know that he can hear you. Just try.
Focus Desmond on my voice. Altaïr bobbed his head up and closed his eyes, listening in to the calming sound of the unknown woman's voice. Recognize that none of what you're seeing isn't real.....it's just you controlling your ancestor. It can't hurt you Desmond. Don't fight it. Embrace it.
For Christ's sake! The one known as Rebecca sweared, it's not working! The Assassin shook his head and opened his eyes. Desmond's not resisting as much but the Animus isn't letting me have Desmond fully synch!
Give it a moment, Rebecca...... This isn't easy for us or Desmond especially since you've upgraded the Animus.
Looks like the Animus is stabilizing now. The male voice from before commented on in a snarking undertone, it appears we'll be ready to get back to business in a matter of seconds. No thanks to Rebecca!
Asshole, she muttered under her breath, though still audible to the Assassin's and presumably the ears of the young woman named Lucy.
That's enough fighting, you two! Lucy yelled, in a reprimanding tone. Let's concentrate on helping Desmond so that he can help us and the other Assassins, okay Rebecca and Shaun?
Fine by me, The man, identified as Shaun, said. Anyways synching with the memories in Antioch and beyond should be easy now.
Fine, Rebecca answered, and Shaun's right. I checked. He's ready.
Good then. Now it's time to synch Desmond up to Altaïr's memories. Three...two...one. Synch.
The scene of the environment then faded way and transitioned into something else. Altaïr standed by and took witness of the strange wonders that were happening before his very eyes. He was no longer aghast as he was before though he was now curious. The disembodied voices of Rebecca, Shaun and the one known as Lucy were cut off; he no longer heard the conversation between the three people. He did not recognize them nor could he see them at all though he knew that deep down that they were allies of him.....and a man known as Desmond. The faceless citizens faded away and disappeared, replaced by normal Antiochene citizens. The flowing fountain in the middle of the city square remained as it was and now everything was fine.
He could now continue his work.
.....fast-forwarding data sequence memory to a more recent one.....
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Comments on the chapter? To be honest, this isn't really the actual Altair but more of Desmond being transposed into Altair's place in this particular scene. Then again it's really just Desmond controlling Altair via the Animus.
The scene of the environment then faded way and transitioned into something else. Altaïr standed by and took witness of the strange wonders that were happening before his very eyes. He was no longer aghast as he was before though he was now curious. The disembodied voices of Rebecca, Shaun and the one known as Lucy were cut off; he no longer heard the conversation between the three people. He did not recognize them nor could he see them at all though he knew that deep down that they were allies of him.....and a man known as Desmond. The faceless citizens faded away and disappeared, replaced by normal Antiochene citizens. The flowing fountain in the middle of the city square remained as it was and now everything was fine.
He could now continue his work.
.....fast-forwarding data sequence memory to a more recent one.....
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Comments on the chapter? To be honest, this isn't really the actual Altair but more of Desmond being transposed into Altair's place in this particular scene. Then again it's really just Desmond controlling Altair via the Animus.
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