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Edward gave Altair a look and turned to him. "You would be the same way if you were reunited with your family." He stated proudly, still resting a hand on Haythams shoulder. Altair was stumped on that one, so he changed the subject. "We should keep moving." He turned to Ezio. "What is the nearest city to here?" Ezio contemplated for a moment. "Oh of course! Firenze!" Everyone turned to him. Altair raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "What? You don't believe it?" Ezio sounded shocked. They all held their gazes. "Come on!" Desmond walked over to Ezios side and leaned his arm on his shoulder. "I believe him." Desmond said the words with a

As Altair watched Connor, He almost felt a bit of sympathy. It's not like it's easy being alone. after all, Altair knew what that was like. His thoughts were interrupted by Connor finishing his work. After hours of waiting for Connor to cook it, they woke Desmond and Ezio. It was becoming morning, and the sun made a faint yellow-orange across the ground and sky. "FINALLY something to eat!" Desmond said, putting a hand on his stomach. Connor gave everyone their fair portion and began to eat. Ezio quickly finished his and layed back on the ground, his arms rested behind his head, and his legs crossed over each other. Altair stopped eating and

Darkness. something that Connor was quite familier with. As Altair struggled to make a fire, Connor gazed up at the stars. 'how did we get here?' he wondered, as he attempted to count them. he knew it was impossible. after all, there were no lights in sight. Connor wondered if he could count the confusing thoughts in his mind. Altair broke his train of thoughts with a loud, "Finally!" He blew into the small smoke that soon became a flame. Nearby where Connor was sitting, Ezio stood. "I can see!" He exclaimed. the other assassins gave him a look, and he fell silent. "We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you!" Altair snapped, getting to his