ANDALUCIA, SPAIN 1492
The Inquisition has finally delivered Spain to the Templars.
Sultan Muhammad and his people still hold out in Granada.
But if his son, the prince, is captured,
he will surrender the city and the Apple of Eden.
Do you, Aguilar de Nerha,
swear to honor our order in the fight for freedom?
To defend mankind against Templars' tyranny,
and preserve free will?
I swear.
If the Apple falls into their hands,
the Templars will destroy everything that stands in their way.
Protest, dissent, our right to think for ourselves.
Swear to me that you will sacrifice your life
and lives of everyone here to keep it from them.
Yes, Mentor.
Our lives are nothing.
The Apple is everything.
The spirit of the Eagle, will watch over the future.
Where other men blindly follow the truth,
remember, nothing is true.
Where other men are limited by morality or law,
remember, everything is permitted.
We work in the darkness to serve the light.
We are Assassins.
It's the prince.
Which household harbored the boy?
Only me.
Nobody else knew. Nobody.
Hang his family and make him watch.
Burn the whole village.
With the prince of Granada as captive, his father, sultan,
will surrender his rebellious city,
the last safe haven for the infidels.
God will punish his people's heresy.
Finally Spain will be under one Templar rule.
Stay with the memory, Cal.
Aguilar! The boy, Aguilar! The boy!
Aguilar, the boy!
Crazy for crying...
Staying in synch-void could be dangerous.
And I'm crazy for loving you...
Soon they will march on Granada.
Sultan Muhammad is weak.
He'll surrender the Apple
and betray the Creed to save the prince.
The love makes us weak.
Gladly I'll sacrifice my flesh and blood,
for survival of the Creed.
When I die today, don't waste your tears for me.
The Lord spoke.
And he said:
"If a man abide not in me
he is cast into the fire
and he is burned!"
For decades,
you have lived in the world torn apart
by religious discord.
But soon, thanks to God
and Inquisition
we will purge this disease!
The sinners before you,
sought to defend the heretic prince of Granada,
the last heathen stronghold
in our holy war.
So today,
before our king and queen
I swear we shall wash ourselves clean,
in the holy fire of God!
Behold...
God's will!
You will watch your mentor burn and then you will die the slowest.
Give glory to the future.
Not to us.
Damned heretics!
Don't let them escape!
For the Creed.
Our own lives...
What matters is what we leave behind.
Sultan...
Surrender the Apple.
Your Assassin protectors are gone.
The Creed is finished.
My son.
Here lies the seed
of man's first disobedience,
of free will itself.
Thanks to the Apple of Eden,
the known world
shall be ushered into a new age.
One of peace,
in which all the warring populations of mankind
shall bow in perfect obedience
to our one templar rule.
The Apple.
Give it to him.
Now.
For the Creed.
Go!
Forgive me.
It's over!
Assassin!
The Assassins died for it.
Protect it with your life.
I am a friend of the Creed.
Take it to your grave.
I swear.