#kadar al'sayf

[darkdevasofdestruction]

Day 5 : Caress - Malik Al’Sayf

I rushed as fast as I could to the medical ward after hearing that an emergency occured and I must heal a patient in a critical state, being the Head Medic of Masyaf, but what I wasn't expecting was to see my fiance on the table, barely conscious and in excruciating pain. 

"What the hell happened here?!" I raised my voice in a panic as I rushed to his side, examining his terrible injuries. "Their mission was a success, but at great cost." one of the assassins there informed me. "What about Kadar and Altaïr?! Where are they?!" I asked in concern, not seeing them around, but the assassins shuffled on his feet slightly, clearly uncomfortable. "I...Do not know the details, but Altaïr compromised the mission by disrespecting the creed and got Kadar killed, while he got back to the Kingdom unscathed. Malik was the reason for the mission's success." the man fumbled with his words seeing how dark my aura became as I heard his words. "I see...Be a dear and bring Altaïr to me as soon as possible. Tell him...I have to look for his injuries." I bit my lip in anger, turning around to work on Malik's injuries at once. "Yes, ma'am. He is on an urgent mission at the moment, but as soon as he's done, I will bring him over." he said in a stern voice, leaving the room, leaving me alone with Malik. "My dearest Malik...Why must you always be hurt in such ways? You don't deserve this misery...You're such a beautiful man, you don't deserve any of this pain...I'm so sorry I couldn't be there to protect you..." I could feel tears welling in my eyes, already falling fast down my cheeks, but I couldn't allow weakness, I had to make sure he stays alive and well. 

It took days to heal his injuries, and the fact that I was forced to amputate his arm made it even worse, for there was barely any anaesthetic or painkiller that could save him from the pain of this procedure or of the painful healing process. It felt like I was hurting him all over again, like I was creating this torturous agony, instead of saving him. 

It felt like hell.

I have never seen him cry until then, until that excruciatingly unbearable pain took over him, when he was pleading me to stop and just let him die already, but I couldn't listen to his pleas, I had to keep my oath as a Doctor and save him, no matter how much my heart was grieving for him and crying to be allowed to just stop and hold him through all this abyss he was succumbing to. 

It took weeks of intense healing for him to become stable, time in which I could barely get a wink of sleep due to having to pay close attention to his wounds so they wouldn't fester or spread. 

I never prayed in my life, but this month, I prayed religiously, more than a monk could possibly pray to his Gods, just so he would wake up and become better...Stable. 

And not just physically, but emotionally and mentally as well. I didn't even realise I fell asleep, or maybe I didn't, for my brain might still be quite awake - It seemed like a catatonic state that I was swimming into, but it was comfortable and warm, for some reason...It felt safe.

"You never cease to save me, do you, Katrina?" a low, familiar man voice was heard faintly around me. "You'll never get rid of me." I mumbled out loud - or at least I think I did - since I heard a chuckle as a response. "You are the only thing dear in this world that I have left. Without you, my time here on this world would be meaningless." he continued, which made me scowl and fought with my mind to wake up, which I did, with a jolt. "What the...? When did I fall asleep? Damn it...I'm glad you're awake...I think. How are you feeling? Still in pain? Need me to find some alcohol or painkillers?" I wobble on my feet, leaning on the bed to keep myself upright, due to the exhaustion taking over me. "I can manage without them now, I'll be fine. You won't, though. Get some rest." he told me in a firm voice, but I only shook my head. "Someone needs to take care of you. What if your condition gets worse?! What if I can't cure you?! What if-" I tried to reason, but he shook his head and reached out his sole arm to me, and I automatically rushed to hold his hand with both of mine. "Then lay here, with me. You look dreadful. I told you to never neglect your health for someone else, even if you're the Head Medic. Masyaf can do with 1 less assassin, but without their Healer, they are dead." he deadpanned, making me slap him...Or almost slap him, for my hand stopped just before it could collide with his skin, before it dropped down on his shoulder and I hung my head down. "You're lucky you're in such a bad state, otherwise I don't know what I would have done to you if I heard you speak such nonsense. Why are you allowed to grieve and treasure me, but I cannot do the same for you?! What, my feelings don't matter?! You think I'd go to that insufferable Altaïr and slap his face of I didn't care for you? Why, Malik, why can't I be allowed to treasure you, but you can do that with me?!" I let go of my frustrations as tears started spilling down my face again, but Malik only sighed, motioning me to sit down next to him. "You are an important person, Katrina, both for the Kingdom, to Masyaf, and to myself, of course. I've already lost my brother and my position as a top Assassin. If I were to lose you aswell because you overworked yourself tending to me, I would never forgive myself. I don't want to see you in pain, that's all I'm saying, and so far, I've been causing you a lot of it." he tried to explain, but it only pissed me off. "Shut the hell up, dumbass." I scowled, making him widen his eyes in shock. "Katrina...You never swear. Don't make a habit out of it, it's not like you." he furrowed his brows together as he raised to lean his back on the bed resting side, reaching his hand to my face, wiping away the tears from my face. "You annoy me so much sometimes that I forget myself. Sometimes, if you'd just shut uo and let me do my job, it'd be so much better. You're not talking to those idiots out there, Al'Sayf, you're talking to your fiancée! Do you really think I'd actually listen to you? Of course not. So shut up and let me worry about you!" I huff, glaring softly at him as I put a hand over his, lacing my fingers with his. "Man, you're scary when you're angry. I bet Altaïr pissed his pants when you started yelling at him. I think I got a nightmare that you were yelling at me instead of him, once, after hearing that." the man chuckled, making me gasp in embarrassment. "Y-You heard that?" I sweatdropped, covering my face with my other hand. "Loud and clear, love. VERY loud and clear. It made me go through the pain, to be fair. It was the best entertainment I got here." he smirked, but I could only sigh in aggravation.  "You'll get your share of yelling at that idiot, so preserve your strength. Besides, why would I ever yell at you? You are stubborn, sure, but your intentions are not bad." I smile softly at him, as he gently caressed my face, gazing into my eyes tenderly. "I love you so much, you can't even begin to imagine. I'm so happy that you are my fiancée. Sometimes, I take your kindness for granted, but it's moments like this that I remember just how special you are to me and how your soul is right here, by my side, whenever I face hardships." he put a strand of my hair behind me ears, highlighting how exhausted my face looked. "I hate seeing you so tired, but I will be forever grateful for everything you've done. I love you eternally, Katrina." Malik confessed, leaning in to gently kiss me, his hand on the back of my head. "So...My beloved...Is it true what they say? Do women kissed by fire kiss the best?" I smirk slyly, tilting my head to the side, watching him behind hooded lids. "I don't really have what to compare it with, but I may have been kissed by an angel and I'm in paradise. Does that answer your question?" he chuckled as the ghost of an amused smile took over. "Sounds good to me, my love." I kissed him once again, my hands on his shoulders, bringing him closer to me.

[everythingasscreed]

[alphagravy]

Which Never Comes Back by ~luulala

[nyiro]

[darkdevasofdestruction]

May i request a one shot with Kadar? He deserves all the love.Thank you ^^

@romanianbrotherhood  Enjoy,kiddo~

Kadar Al’Sayf

Life of an assassin wasn’t easy,but they all made due with what they have,enjoying life as much as they could,for every second could be their last.That’s why,since they were young,the Al'Sayf brothers agreed to protect their younger female friend,while she,in turn,promised to heal them the best she could.And that’s how they became assassins.

The trio played together,trained together,lived together since the very beginning and all was nice,until one faithful day,when Al Mualim gave them the privilege to fulfill a mission along the famous Master Assassin Altaïr,which had Kadar really excited,much to the girl’s dismay.

She and Malik tried to reason with him,to calm him down,but it was all in vain,as the young boy was completely idolizing his superior,despite the obvious creed violation he kept making knowingly.

Perhaps miracles exist,or just a stroke of luck,that they all managed to survive a dire to attack against Robert de Sable and his many Templars,whilst trying to also snatch away the Artifact,but the consequences were drastic,with Malik losing an arm,Kadar being in a catatonic state and Y/N scratched and blinded in one eye,all receiving all the medical care they could.

But what angered Malik and Y/N was that Altaïr,the one responsible for the possible failure of the mission,got out with no scratch.They shouted at him and argued,until their Master gave them a small bitter-sweet revenge,by lowering his rank back to Novice and having him walk a path of shame and redemption.

In the meantime,the older Al'Sayf was forced to become a Rafiq away,in Jerusalem,with only his faith in his old friend,who must be able to heal her beloved crush back to full health.

She stayed day and night tending to his severe injuries,despite her own,making sure his situation wouldn’t worsen.It wasn’t long until she became completely drained of all life,that he started showing signs of waking up and feeling better.

The tired girl didn’t even realize she had fallen asleep,until she felt a soothing hand caressing her face and hair,that she slowly opened her eyes,only to see Kadar smiling at her.Freaking out,she got up and started bombarding him with countless questions about his well-being,only to be stopped as he laughed softly.

Y/N:It’s not funny,Kadar!You almost died!I and Malik were so worried!Kadar:I’m sorry,but I’m all better now,so please calm down.Y/N:*sighs*I’ll have to write Malik a letter soon enough.He’s been worried as hell.Kadar:Where is he?Y/N:After that good for nothing Altaïr screwed up the mission,he lost an arm while fighting,so now he’s a Rafiq in Jerusalem.Kadar:I see…How about,instead of sending him a letter,we go see him ourselves?Y/N:You can’t strain your body so soon!You just woke up!Kadar:I’ll be fine~!The best and most beautiful healer is taking care of me!It could only get better for me.Y/N:*bites lip*You jerk…Kadar:What~?I know what I’m saying.Y/N:You think I’m beautiful even the way I am now?Kadar:*hugs her*I think you’re beautiful no matter what.I love you,and almost dying made me realize how much of a fool I’ve been for never confessing to you,like Malik’s been advising me to…Now that I think of it,Malik must be an amazing Rafiq.Y/N:*chuckles*Oh,Kadar Al'Sayf,you’re such a silly idiot.Fine,you convinced me,we’ll go see him as soon as you get exponentially better.Kadar:*kisses her*Aye Aye,Captain~.Y/N:I love you too,Kadar.I’m glad we finally settled this,it was eating me alive.Malik will so tease us.Kadar:Let him!At least we are together!Double the teasing power!Y/N:*winks*You’ve got yourself a deal,love~.