2nd Codex [Video] || Night; Tenaka || Fear Event
[The PORTAL clicks on to show Altaïr's apartment for a few moments before it shifts over to the streets of Masyaf. Altaïr appears to be standing on a street riddled with bodies, all dressed in the familiar robes of the assassins. He blinks rapidly as if coming out of a daze and his reaction is immediate.
He moves towards the closest of the bodies and pulls back the hood, searching for a pulse. His eyes close and he bows his head, offering a quick "Go in Peace" to the body before moving on. He races up through the streets, dodging through the bodies and making his way up towards the fortress.
His eyes continuously dart around, trying to piece together what had happened to the others. Why he had awoken in the middle of the town instead of in Promenade he had no idea, but it could not be good. The bodies of his Brothers and Sisters lying throughout the city only increased his certainty that everything is not as it seems.
The run to the fortress seems to take in infinite amount of time more then it usually does, but he does eventually get there. What greets him there is even worse then before. Instead of the bodies simply lying on the ground these ones had wounds obviously inflicted by the blades the Order preferred. The massacre was only worse as he drew closer to the Grand Master's office. If this was a result of Al Mualim using the Apple then he would kill the man again.
Unfortunately what greeted his eyes at the top of the stairs brought a halt to all plans of revenge. A familiar black robe covered a body propped against Al Mualim's desk. Recognition hit hard even though the wounds and bruises makes identification almost impossible.]
Malik!
[He drops down beside his friend and frantically searches for any sign of life. Deep inside he knows that he isn't going to find anything, that it's a fruitless search, but he can't seem to stop himself. Even with the lack of pulse and his friend's eyes grazing over he continues, starting to shake the other man.]
Malik! You have to wake! There is something wrong here, I need your help! Malik!
[He continues to shake Malik, obviously not wanting to believe his best friend is dead. Minutes pass as he continues, but eventually the truth does penetrate. He collapses against Malik's chest and fights back the tears that want to form.
This was his fault. It had been he who had told Malik to look into Al Mualim's past, him who had put the Dai on the path that had lead to this. So he's just going to kneel here and grieve for his failures.]
He moves towards the closest of the bodies and pulls back the hood, searching for a pulse. His eyes close and he bows his head, offering a quick "Go in Peace" to the body before moving on. He races up through the streets, dodging through the bodies and making his way up towards the fortress.
His eyes continuously dart around, trying to piece together what had happened to the others. Why he had awoken in the middle of the town instead of in Promenade he had no idea, but it could not be good. The bodies of his Brothers and Sisters lying throughout the city only increased his certainty that everything is not as it seems.
The run to the fortress seems to take in infinite amount of time more then it usually does, but he does eventually get there. What greets him there is even worse then before. Instead of the bodies simply lying on the ground these ones had wounds obviously inflicted by the blades the Order preferred. The massacre was only worse as he drew closer to the Grand Master's office. If this was a result of Al Mualim using the Apple then he would kill the man again.
Unfortunately what greeted his eyes at the top of the stairs brought a halt to all plans of revenge. A familiar black robe covered a body propped against Al Mualim's desk. Recognition hit hard even though the wounds and bruises makes identification almost impossible.]
Malik!
[He drops down beside his friend and frantically searches for any sign of life. Deep inside he knows that he isn't going to find anything, that it's a fruitless search, but he can't seem to stop himself. Even with the lack of pulse and his friend's eyes grazing over he continues, starting to shake the other man.]
Malik! You have to wake! There is something wrong here, I need your help! Malik!
[He continues to shake Malik, obviously not wanting to believe his best friend is dead. Minutes pass as he continues, but eventually the truth does penetrate. He collapses against Malik's chest and fights back the tears that want to form.
This was his fault. It had been he who had told Malik to look into Al Mualim's past, him who had put the Dai on the path that had lead to this. So he's just going to kneel here and grieve for his failures.]