( Ezio x Altair) " A soulmate in time"

Part #1, " Drafted"

Altair sat on the rock hard bench as a group of enemies had passed by. He diligently watched them run like wild chickens from place to place, as they kicked up their own sandstorms and stamped their feet recklessly.

" Where is he?", said one of them, as he frantically shot his head side to side, slowing his pace with every syllable that he spoke. " I'm not sure! Do you mean the assassin?! The one in the white hood and the daggers on his back?!", replied the other. 

" No, of course not, Tarkhim! The other peasant in the dusty rags!", the first enemy from earlier shot back, sarcasm in his tone. Altair thought to himself, " He knows too much, the Templar that is leading that small investigation group has my visual description memorized now.....I should go incognito for the time being..." 

Altair had then waited there on that stone bench until Tarkhim and the leader had left, commanding them to quit the investigation.

"Tarkhim was one of their names", Altair thought, " Tarkhim. Those Templar fools.... they had given one of their soldier's name away straight to the public to be under suspicion if anyone dares to do such a thing." As Altair walked home through the dark, claustrophobic alleyways in the city, he noticed a sudden silence of the city, as his ears began to ring, causing him to get a headache. The city's silence within that second had alarmed him. The last thing that Altair remembers is the sound of his footsteps clicking the cold ground, and the heat of the portal in front of him, until he finally passed out and fainted....