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 Malik hunched over his desk. It was a hot day, possibly the hottest yet and it made Malik extra irritable. As such, the Bureau was empty minus himself and his collection of books and scrolls. Tanis was out running errands for Malik, collecting food from the market, delivering letters to Assassins, probably stealing coin from wealthy merchants. He had been gone since the sun rose, Malik had seen to that. He fully expected Altair to return today with the first part of his assignment completed and this annoyed him to no end. Today he would arrive with the information necessary to bring down Talal the Slave Master. "Safety and Peace, Malik," Al

 Thunder roared over head as blue light lit up the sky. Temporarily blinded, Kenny sloshed onward toward safety. Dragging his mangled left leg through the deep puddles without anywhere to drain. Somewhere behind him, in the blackness of that cursed forest, that thing was watching, waiting for him to stumble. Just one wrong move and that would be the end. The thing he dreaded most of all, the beginning. Having to start all over again. Having to relive every moment from birth til now, and recall every moment of every cycle. How many times had he pursued this pattern. Hundreds, thousands, it didn't matter, this would be the last time. There woul

"I want him taken out now, I don't care how it's done but that whole City needs to be wiped clean," the Ambassador of France screamed at The American President. "We're working on it, the gas is in the underground and Mercer is after Greene," the man replied calmly. "I think with Greene out of the way Mercer would be a much larger problem." Al-Mualim interjected. "He wouldn't be fighting a two front war anymore." "All sides are fighting a two front war, and Greene both takes arms with and against him," The French man bellowed. "Yes, but he if is so determined to remove her, why not let him and when he think it's safe send your men in to c