The Adventure Never Ends | By : A.K.O.Shifting-Shadow Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 2261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Six: Haunted
Desmond, mio amore, it is time to awaken and face the new day. Desmond sleepily frowned at the voice and turned his back to where he believed it had come from. A low chuckle filled the air and he could feel a warm breeze run through his hair and over his visible ear. Wake up, little one.
Leave him alone, habibi, he is very tired and we did keep him up for most of the night. Another voice stated full of fond amusement. Let Desmond rest, Ezio, he’ll know where to find us when we awake. The two men chuckled lowly and vanished from the room.
Desmond whined and opened his eyes before gasping. This was not Masyaf and this was not the large, grand room that Altair owned. It was a small room in an inn with hardly any furniture other than the bed and dresser. “Those voices…” Desmond whispered. “…a memory…”
Desmond did his morning routine without really focusing on anything but the voices and his memories. The voices were a harsh reminder of what he had lost because of the first race and the Templars. His hatred for them grew but he took a deep breath and forced himself to relax, Altair would be disappointed if he allowed his temper to rule him like it had Altair a long time ago.
“Good morning.” Connor greeted with a small smile that turned into a frown as Desmond did not smile back. “Is something wrong?”
“Memories.” Desmond grunted as he mounted his horse. “Do you think the Templars have made up their mind yet?” He asked.
“I still believe that my father will go on fighting no matter what Charles Lee says.” Connor replied. “And I think…I think that I’ll have to kill him.” The look on the man’s face was of great sorrow; it seemed that despite it all Connor the Assassin had come to love Haytham Kenway the Templar. “I think that I must seek guidance from my clan, I do not feel strong enough to make this decision alone.”
“Nobody is truly strong enough to make such decisions.” Desmond replied gently. “I should know, I used to be a bartender and now I’m an Assassin saving the world. Altair once believed in his master but it fell to him to kill the man when he learned that he was actually a Templar. Ezio lost his family and he took after the family business, at first for revenge but then for justice and the safety of the people. In truth none of us wish to kill, Connor, but fate has played its part and now it demands we play our own roles.”
“I don’t wish to believe that my killing my father is destiny.” Connor replied.
“Perhaps it is, perhaps it is not, all I truly know is that we’ve been thrust into this situation and we’ve got to make the best of it.” Desmond replied. “It is no good reminiscing on what once was, we need to fight to survive and we need to make our own futures. Perhaps…Perhaps you have already changed your destiny by giving your father that ultimatum; perhaps there will be no need to kill Haytham Kenway.”
“You believe so?”
“The truth is I don’t know. I don’t want you to kill your father and I don’t want to kill him either. But, if it does come to killing him for the sake of saving the world, I will do it.” Desmond replied bluntly.
“I understand.”
Desmond glanced at the sombre man and wondered if he did understand or whether he was just saying it. “Connor, I’m sorry that you’ve got caught up in all this mess. I truly am. I have no desire to make you suffer like this or to force you to do things that you truly don’t want to do. If I could I would go back and try to stop all of this from happening, but I can’t and so I just try to make this mess work for me. Problem is fate and time have it out for us assassins. The Templar order grows and the Assassin’s falter but somehow, someway we must cling on and fight.”
Connor stared at Desmond with strange brooding eyes. The dark stare lasted for a while as Connor thought on Desmond’s words. “It seems time and mishap have made you wise beyond your years Desmond.” He stated. “You are a very inspiring individual. I believe that with you by my side we may yet win this long fought war. And perhaps, through you I will have a greater understanding of this world and of myself.”
“I don’t know what to say in reply to that.” Desmond admitted with a slight blush, it was not every day that someone gave him such compliments. “I’m not sure if I can end this war but I will gladly fight beside you. You are an honourable man and an amazing warrior.”
“Thank you.” Connor replied. “I…” The man paused. “I would like for you to accompany me to sea one day, I would like you to learn all that I have learned, perhaps that knowledge will help you when the time comes for you to return to your loved ones.”
“I doubt it, Altair hates water.” Desmond stated with a grin. “Ezio’s been trying to get Altair to swim for years and still hasn’t succeeded. Altair won’t even enter the water to collect his favourite horse or sword.”
“Perhaps Ezio is not using the right bait.” Connor commented off-handedly before galloping away as Desmond thought on the man’s words. Desmond expression slowly turned to confused, to horrified and then to embarrassment. He heard the hybrid laugh at his expression.
“Don’t you ever tell Ezio that, if you ever meet him you will keep your lips sealed! You hear me!” Desmond cried. “God knows what Ezio would do if he…ewww! No way!” Connor was laughing loudly now at his distress and he glared at the man. “Connor.” He whined. “Promise me you won’t tell him! Promise me!”
“No.” Connor retorted with a grin. “In fact if I do meet Ezio and I know it’s him I will tell him straight away.” He teased.
“Ah! You assassins are so bloody troublesome!” Desmond cried out.
The people living on the estate watched in amusement and annoyance as the two assassin’s galloped passed and up into the mountain. They could still hear Desmond’s denials and annoyed retorts long after the two of them had vanished.
What may have surprised the people they knew was how quickly the mood changed. The moment they were beyond the borders of the estate they went silent, even the horses quietened as if sensing the need for silence. He two men became as wary as caged animals as they watched for the guard and Templars. What would have amazed the people most was how they continued to act ‘normal’ despite being hyper-aware. They spoke quietly of unimportant things, any guard that passed would have heard about farms, animals, breeding and sales.
“Do you think the man’s accepted the deal?” Desmond asked. “I suppose we’ll find out when we meet him.”
“He may just reject the deal and not bother coming at all.” Connor replied. “The price was steep but it is the only one we have.”
The guard walking passed them thought that they were talking about selling livestock or equipment but in truth they were discussing Haytham and the offer of life or death.
“Yes but he already has so much, he may think it is not worth the price.” Desmond replied.
“I suppose we’ll find out soon enough.” Connor answered. “You’ve been getting better with that horse.” He added changing the subject. “I’m sure your lovers will be very proud of you when they see what you can do.”
“Thank you.”
“Have you thought about how you’re going to get home?”
“No, not really… I have no clue what to do. I can only hope that Ezio and Altair are having better luck than I am.” Desmond replied. “Fortunately I have you to help me, otherwise I’d be lost!”
“You underestimate yourself Desmond. You are not as dumb as you proclaim yourself to be.” Connor replied. “You should not belittle yourself so much.”
“Funny… Altair and Ezio say the same thing.” Desmond commented. “But it’s hard not to feel weak when you’re surrounded by skilled and intelligent warriors. I’m just a bartender, or I was just a bartender. You guys, you’re all built for this job and are prepared to take the stress and duties of being an assassin, I was never ready and sometimes I still don’t feel ready.”
“Don’t be fooled Desmond. None of us are ready. None of us would choose to take lives.” Connor answered. “And to be honest, the man I see today is a man ready to take on the world. You’re truly not as weak as you believe yourself to be.”
“Thank you.” Desmond replied softly. “Now I suggest you go seek guidance from your clan, I will be of no use today. I am going to hunt and work off my temper.”
Connor gave him a concerned look and laid a hand on Desmond’s shoulder. “You are not alone my friend, do not allow your memories to hurt you for you know the truth, your loved ones will fight to be by your side.”
“Yeah, I’m lucky to have Altair and Ezio, they’d fight the devil and win if they needed to.”
“I personally think those two are lucky to have you.” Connor answered with an indescribable look in his eyes. “You remind them that they aren’t just killers and you give them something to fight for. You probably haven’t realised it yet, but they fight for you, they fight to survive so they can return to you. You mean everything to them. You’re their reason for living.”
Desmond froze. “I…”
“Look Desmond, I don’t know much about life or love.” Connor stated. “But I witnessed love; I’ve heard the tales of you and the two legendary assassins. Trust me when I tell you that they live for you. They will stop at nothing to return to your side. Do not despair, they are coming for you.” Connor’s eyes were dark with an unknown emotion but a smile slipped onto his face. “How could they not? Your face, your expressions, they test a man’s fortitude. Even a straight man would have trouble resisting that beautiful pout of yours.” Desmond blushed and Connor stared at him hard before coughing. “W…well I better return to my clan. Have a good day, my friend.”
“You as well.” Desmond answered. He watched confused and wide –eyed as Connor turned and galloped away, it was almost as if Connor was running away from him. “…strange…”
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