Get up! Even earlier than usual, Doc. I’d like to get this over with as quickly as possible. If you say so… Don’t be so glum, Mr. Miles. Today is a historic day, one that will be remembered for years to come. Remembered by some of us, anyway… What happened here? Where is everyone? Gone to see the Master. Was it the Templars? Did they attack again? They walk the path… What path? What are you talking about? …towards the light! Speak sense! There is only what the Master shows us. This is the truth! You’ve lost your mind.
You too will walk the path, or you will perish. So the Master commands. It was Al Mualim, wasn’t it? What’s he done to you? Praise be to the Master, for he has led us to the light! He’s the light! He’s the way. – As the Master commands! – Toward the light! – Kill the traitor! – For the Master! – He does not walk the path! Destroy him! Altair! Up here! You picked a fine time to arrive. So it seems. Guard yourself well, friend. Al Mualim has betrayed us. Yes. Betrayed his Templar allies, as well.
How do you know? After we spoke, I returned to the ruins beneath Solomon’s Temple. Robert had kept a journal, filled its pages with revelations. What I read there broke my heart, but it also opened my eyes. You were right, Altair. All along our Master has used us! We were not meant to save the Holy Land, but deliver it to HIM. He must be stopped! Be careful, Malik. What he’s done to the others, he’ll do to us given the chance. You must stay far from him. What would you propose? My blade arm is still strong and my men remain my own. It would be a mistake not to use us! Distract these thralls then. Assault the fortress from behind. If you can draw their attention away from me, I might reach Al Mualim. I will do what you ask, Dai.
The men we face, their minds are not their own. If you can avoid killing them… Yes. Though he has betrayed the tenets of the Creed, it does not mean we must as well. I’ll do what I can. It’s all I ask. Safety and peace, my friend. Your presence here will deliver us both. There are so many innocents. I must be careful not to harm them. No!! What’s happening?! So… the student returns! I’ve never been one to run! Never been one to listen, either. I still live because of it. What will I do with you…? Let me go. Oh, Altair, I hear the hatred in your voice, feel its heat. Let you go? Now that would be unwise. Why are you doing this? I’ve found proof. Proof of what? That nothing is true, and everything is permitted!! Come, destroy the betrayer! Send him from this world! Stop him! That *something* must not escape! Face me! Or are you afraid? I have stood before a thousand men, all of them superior to you, and all of them dead…
By my hand!! I am not afraid! Prove it. What could I possibly fear? Look at the power I command. Have you any final words? You lied to me! Called Robert’s goal foul, but all along it was yours as well. I’ve never been much good at sharing… You won’t succeed. Others will find the strength to stand against you. And this is why, so long as men maintain free will, there can be no peace. I killed the last man who spoke as such. Bold words, boy! But just words. Then let me go. I’ll put words into action. Tell me, “Master”…
Why did you not make me like the other Assassins? Why allow me to retain my mind? Who you are, and what you do, are twined too tight together. To rob you of one would have deprived me of the other. And those Templars had to die. But the truth is, I did try… in my study when I showed you the treasure. But you’re not like the others. You saw through the illusion. Illusion? That’s all it’s ever done, this Templar treasure, this… Piece of Eden. This Word of God. Do you understand now? The Red Sea was never parted. Water never turned to wine. It was not the machinations of Eris that spawned the Trojan War, but this! Illusions, all of them! What you plan is no less an illusion. To force men to follow you against their will. Is it any less real than the phantoms the Saracens and Crusaders follow now? Those craven gods who retreat from this world that men might slaughter one another in their names? They live amongst an illusion already.
I’m simply giving them another, one that demands less blood. At least they choose these phantoms. Oh, do they? Aside from the occasional convert or heretic? It isn’t right. Ah, and now logic has left you. In its place, you embrace emotion. I’m disappointed. What’s to be done then? You will not follow me, and I cannot compel you. And you refuse to give up this evil scheme. It seems then we are at an impasse. No! We are at an end. I will miss you, Altair. You were my very best student. Blind, Altair. Blind is all you’ve ever been, all you’ll ever be! My blade sees for me, Al Mualim. And it cuts through the darkness. Impossible! The student does not defeat the teacher! La’a shay’a waqi’un moutlaq bale kouloun moumkine.
[“Nothing is true, everything is permitted”] So it seems. You have won then. Go, and claim your prize. You held fire in your hand, old man. It should have been destroyed. Destroy the only thing capable of ending the Crusades and creating true peace? Never. Then I will. We’ll see about that… I applied my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly. I perceived that this also was a chasing after wind. For in much wisdom… is much grief. And he that increaseth knowledge… increaseth sorrow. Destroy it! Destroy it as you said you would! I…I can’t! Yes… you can, Altair… but you won’t. We’ve got it! What the hell was that? -Well?! -We’ve got the map. -How many? -At least half a dozen.
We don’t need them all. We should assume some amount of decay. I can’t imagine they’ll all still be functioning. At least two appear to reside on landmasses that no longer exist. We’ll dispatch teams to each site and determine viability. We only need one, after all. What about the rest? Collect them. Let’s not leave anything to chance. Last thing we need is some damn survivor making trouble for us in the New World! -And the Assassin? -We have what we need. Kill him. Wait! You know how these things work. I doubt we’ll be able to walk right in. What’s your point? We might need him, his memories. I’d recommend we hold him until we have confirmation that there aren’t any surprises waiting for us at the sites.
This is a waste of time. You said it yourself. We shouldn’t leave anything to chance. Very well. Ensure we have no further need of him, then kill him. Fine. Stop undermining my authority! I just saved your ass! Let’s go! We’ve got a lot of work to do. Don’t get too comfortable, Mr. Miles! We’ll be back for you soon enough. What the hell is that?! Oh my God! It looks like… is that blood?! Who the hell were they keeping here before me? What happened to him? What does it mean, I wonder…?.