Chapter I: In A Moment Down Went Alice After It, Never Once Considering How In The World She Was To Get Out Again
Beep, Beep, Beep
My eyes slowly peel open, the ceiling fan still rotating from the night before. The summers were never moderate here, but at least with the signal of summer was the birth of my break. I lived in the East Coast in my college dorm, my roommates were all friends though I was not one of those friends. They had gone out to Keith's party last night, so obviously they all passed out at the Fraternity.
I glanced around my room, messy as all hell. I kick my blanket off of me and slowly lower my legs down the side of my mattress, careful not to step on anything. My feet reach the ground and I step down upon the carpet, surprised how I wasn't standing in a stain or some vomit. At least I got to get to my gaming, perhaps some Assassin's Creed 3 would do the trick? Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a fanboy, but Assassin's Creed is one of my favourite franchises of all time.
I looked down to my side, the mini-fridge, I crouch down and reach over to it. I open it and a blast of refreshing coolness embraces my sweaty flesh. I reach my hand into the cool and move the abundant of beer around the fridge until I find my Pepsi. One left? It'll do, after I'm finished I'll put something on and head down to the vending machine with $20. Man, I'm such a dick when I do that, everyone's waiting behind me to get a drink and I'm standing there with a plastic bag putting money in and collecting the change, rinse and repeat.
I slug through the hot room and make my way to the computer. I sit down in the leather chair and stare directly at the monitor. I slightly bend myself up from the seat turning the monitor around, swapping its connection to the computer with a connection to the PS3. Even though there are PC releases of the Assassin's Creed series, I still rather enjoy it on PS3, perhaps when Assassin's Creed 4 comes out I'll reconsider this decision.
I sit back down into my chair and the PS3 log in screen appears, I select my account, 'Derrick'. I move my way to the disc symbol and selected Assassin's Creed 3. It loaded up and showed me the start menu. I skipped through the options and made it to my save.
I hovered over it.
Perhaps a replay was in order? I selected new game and erased the name 'Desmond' and typed in 'Derrick is coolio'. Don't judge me, I had just woken up and I was half naked, of course I'm not going to be serious.
I play somewhat through it and now I was up to the fight scene where Haytham gave those crew members a bloody good thrashing. I was prepared to fight, loading, loading, loading, it was taking a horribly long time. I squinted forward into the white loading screen of the animus, suddenly it felt like the whiteness was breaching the screen, consuming me. I tried to move to no avail, I was being taken, abducted, CALL THE POLICE!
I woke up, an odd figure above me, brightness blinding me. A silhouette of a hatted man was above me, in my temporary blindness I thought I was in hospital, but in the words of Lex Luthor I was 'WRONG!'.
"Are you alright?" an opulent, familiar voice calls out.
I didn't reply, I just flinched and scrunched my eyes tight.
"I think the boys sick" a low, slight-hissing voice calls out.
"Well he might of well been half dead out there, floating about in the endless Atlantic Ocean!"
My eyes upon, a man, tanned skin, tricone hat, nicely decorated grey coat, it couldn't be?
"He looks fine, the only thing wrong with him seems to be the boy is half naked!" A man off to the corner of my eye says. "James, get the doctor and Haytham, just make sure he doesn't die" he goes on to say.
Oh no, my worst fears have been confirmed, well perhaps I just have two nurses caring for me named James and Haytham, wait, no, they said Atlantic Ocean, oh for Pete sake!
My body begins to feel weightless again, my visioning darkening, feeling like I was slowly falling into abyss.
"He should be alright" A deep, rich voice announces.
"Good to hear" Haytham's voice replies.
"Haytham, you found the boy, you can be his welcoming committee" Haytham is told.
I hear steps coming closer and my eyes open, Haytham's dark brown eyes staring into mine, he seems speechless.
"Good Morning, are you alright?" Haytham asks, trying to somewhat comfort me.
I'm speechless, I was aboard a ship talking to the man I had just been controlling, and on top of all that I would have no technology for the rest of my life!
"He doesn't seem alright" Haytham turns and says to a man out of my sight.
"I-I-I'm fine" I stutter, still shocked from this turn of events.
"Oh good the boy can speak" Haytham exhales, turning his attention back to me.
"W-w-where am I?" I ask, though I knew damn well where I was.
"You're out on the Atlantic ocean, we've been out on the seas for 30 days and we spotted you on a destroyed plank of wood floating in the waves" Haytham informs me.
"A-and you got me?" I question.
"That would be correct"
I slowly got up and surveyed my surroundings, I was in the doctors under the ship. I saw the doctor, Haytham and James. I slowly reach my legs down onto the boards of the ship, it was freezing, even though I wished for cold this was not the right way to go about it. Haytham glanced at me and turned to James.
"Do we have any extra clothing aboard this vessel?" He asks.
"Surely we do, I remember glancing upon some in a barrel topside" James replies, his odd voice still intact.
Haytham turns to me "Come boy, we'll get you some new garments"
I got myself up and stretched my back, the cracking of my back reaching my ears. I walk forth with Haytham and James to topside.
The sun peers down the wooden staircases, James and Haytham seem to be quite comfortable heading up the steps but I only watch the dust traveling in the rays of sunlight.
"Hurry up boy, there is clothing for you up here" Haytham calls down to me.
I place my foot down on the timbre, it croaks under the pressure. I slowly move up and the skies amaze me, a whole new world I had entered. I make it to the top and the crew hustles about doing their jobs and, oh god, the ocean. The roaring ocean surrounded me, rocking the ship like a mother rocks her baby to sleep. It was amazing for someone who had never been at sea before to see all this for the first time.
I feel a tap on my shoulders, I turn to see Haytham holding what appears to be rags in his arms.
"Here lad, try these on" James speaks, not too far behind Haytham.
I reach my arms out and Haytham places the clothing within them, as he retreats he glances into my eyes again, he knows something that I don't. I lay out the clothing and slip it on. I appear with some beige, baggy, dusty, pants and a slightly torn at the sleves red striped shirt. It would do for now, though I wanted something like Haytham's. I felt like I was playing an MMORPG when I thought that, today these rags, tomorrow a nice, pristine military coat whilst I wave my silver, shiny blade.
"That should do the trick, for now at least" Haytham states.
"Ship inbound, preparing to fire she is!" A man from the crow's nest screams.
Haytham sprints over to the Captain in much haste leaving me and James to quarrel in fear from the boat not too far away. I looked over to Haytham and he was talking to the Captain. The roars of a cannon interrupted my thoughts and I covered my head worried we would be struck, we weren't.
I looked back to Haytham who was now running towards me, he stopped and looked at me.
"Don't waste time, we must go below decks now" He commands me, placing his hand on my shoulder in the process.
I nodded, it was best not to argue with the man.
We made our way down the steps and I listened to the panic above.
"Seal the hatch" The Captain ordered and his men followed.
I looked over to Haytham who had his sights on Louis Mills.
"Mills, are you unaware of the battle above? It seems strange, doesn't make much sense" Haytham states.
"Ah, but it does. Do you think we wouldn't follow after want happened at the Opera?" Mills asks.
"Oh, so this is what this is about" Haytham discovers.
"Surrender and I will treat you with honor" Mills informs Haythams.
"If you wish to treat me with honor, you would hand me a blade" Haytham tells Mills.
Mills extends his blade and faces his handle to Haytham.
"Are you sure you wish to do it this way?" Mills makes sure.
Haytham grabs the blade, confirming he is.
Mills walks over to a box and grabs another sword and faces Haytham with his sword erected.
The battle had begun.
Haytham and Mills charged at each other, their swords clashing in a fierce battle. Haytham strengthens his push, knocking Mills back. Haytham swipes again but Mills spins across the attack grabbing Haytham's hand. Mills kicks Haytham back from his blade knocking the sword to the ground.
Mills had Haytham, Haytham would be killed.
Haytham was at the end of Mill's blade, the sword pressed against his neck. I glanced down to Haytham's sword and grabbed it to attack Mills. Hey, it's hard not to like Haytham, unless he killed your mum or something. I, obviously never killing someone was scared, so I hesitated.
Mills had spotted me at the corner of his eye and turned around to me. He swung his sword knocking mine out of my flimsy grip, sweat rolled down my face but Haytham had taken a liking to me, or was just smart at timing. Haytham extended his hidden blade and ejected his hand into Mills' back, causing Mills to fall to his knees.
"Mills, I am not a weak force. I will not fall to one man alone" Haytham whispers to Mills.
"Tough words for a man who used his own assistant" Mills snickers.
Haytham, having had quite enough of Mills, drove his hidden blade into the back of Mills' skull and then threw Mills' corpse to the ground.
"I would thank you for your assistance, but I have other matters to attend to and quick" Haytham speaks to me.
"It's nothing" I inform him.
Haytham makes his way up the steps and lifts off the hatch and I quickly follow.
I follow Haytham as he approaches the captain.
"I thought I told you to wait below deck" The Captain says.
"I did as you asked, only Mills was down there waiting for me. It seems he drew the ship here and they have come for me" Haytham informs him.
"If they want you they can have you" The Captain barks.
"Is that so?" Haytham asks, extending his hidden blade.
"It doesn't matter they will catch us anyway" The Captain says.
Haytham turns to see the storm up ahead "I see a way" he informs the Captain.
"You wish for us to sail into the storm?" The Captain questions, baffled.
"We can lose them there" Haytham says.
"I won't do it" The Captain crosses his arms.
Haytham extends his hidden blade and holds it against the Captain's neck. "If you won't I will" He threatens.
"Fine, fine" says the Captain, making ready to sail into the storm.
Later we found ourselves in the hectic storm, the Captain approaches us.
"I need you to tie down the rope!" The Captain demands of us.
Haytham looks down at me "You take that one" he gestures in the direction "and I'll take the other" Haytham orders of me.
I nod.
I run my way down through the rain and the roaring storm, the waves clashing into the ship sending us to stumble. I make it there and tie down the loose rope, I then look over to see Haytham who has already done the same and making his way over to one that has snapped.
I run over to Haytham who was now being confronted by the Captain yet again.
"I need you to release the sail!" He screams at Haytham.
Haytham is quick to make way and shoves me out of his way climbing up the secondary mast. He makes his way across the mast and release the sail so we can set for Full sail.
Lightning strikes.
James, who was on the main mast, now hung for his life and Haytham free-ran his way across the mast's and leaped through the air like an eagle and tackled James down to safety. After seeing Haytham's heroic act I looked forward into the upcoming seas, we were beginning to escape the storm.
AN: Nice big long opening chapter, I really hope you prefer this rather to Two Worlds and I hope you enjoy the upcoming chapters. And, like Two Worlds, this was inspired by Time-Dog's 'It's the Same Old World' which is basically the reverse of this story. Check it out at s/9549357/1/It-s-The-Same-Old-World and leave a review, and please leave a review for this story as well as your feedback is always appreciated!