Alrighty, second FF ever / about AC. I thought it was kind of interesting to create a character in the image of me to interact with Ezio and I'm really excited about how this story is going to turn out!

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POV ; Portland :

My name is Portland. Portland Lavoie. I'm 16 years old, and I've been with Abstergo for ten years now. I've spent all of my time learning their ways. Since I was kidnapped from my family and brought into Abstergo Industries, I've never been in the Animus. Nor have I been any closer than a few pictures from looking at an Animus.

From the very beginning, I was told that I would be included in something called the Animus Project. The project included the kidnapping of Assassins or their descendants for the exploration of said captives' genetic memories, and the acquisition of the Piece Of Eden.

Abstergo Industries' primary mission, as dictated by its Templar members to everyone else, "is the destruction of the Assassin Order, the procurement of advanced technologies originally created by the First Civilization, and establishing a New World Order."

At first, at the age of 6, it was the most amazing thing in the world. I mean... who wouldn't think that was amazingly cool? Having the ability to play and relive the memories of your ancestors... that were assassins? I was basically jumping off the walls. But when I learned that I'd never see my family again and that I'd never be let outside... I didn't like the idea.

I fought against everyone that was included in Abstergo. I dismissed any lessons of being an assassin and proved stubborn. All I wanted was to be left alone. I wanted to go home... But Abstergo proved just as headstrong and they didn't let me leave. I was often paid more attention to than anyone else and I really just gave up underneath their force and finally began to listen. But it took 4 years for that.

But to what I learned, I was taught whatever an assassin needed to know. By the age of 14, I knew how to jump from building to building, climb like a cat, and fight like a warrior. I was stealthy and I had great agility. I knew that and I was proud of it.

I'd waited a long time for this moment, to be allowed to get into the Animus. The thing I've been learning to do most of my life... I was ready. More ready than I'd ever been about anything in my life. I was going to live through the body of Valentina Salvatore de Luca.

For the first time in my life, I was standing on the world. I was beyond excited and today was my day. The day I would be experiencing what it was like to live in the Renaissance as the ancestor that I've been studying for these 10 years. Valentina was a beautiful, graceful 17 year old women that had a charming, stubborn, but attractive side. I was looking forward to being in her shoes, to be able to run free in the fresh air for the first time for all these years.

And my moment was here. Warren Vidic, the one who led the Animus Project, was leading me into one of the many rooms that held the most advanced pieces of technology that we called the Animus. I looked over the object, letting my hands glide over it in amazement. Vidic smiled at me and he laid his thick hand over the back of my brunette head.

"Go ahead, lay down on it." He told me. His voice was comforting and soothing. His eyes followed me as I climbed onto the Animus, it almost being too tall for me to get on. I heard him chuckle from behind.

Like I learned, I laid back on the Animus, putting my head where the guards were set. I looked up and watched the blonde engineer of the Animus, RayJay, adjust the guards so they briefly touched the sides of my head. He took my wrists and laid them beside my body and left my legs alone. He smiled at the overjoyed expression on my face.

"Ready, Port?" He asked. He looked excited for me, and it made me happy. I'd known RayJay since the beginning and he was only 3 years older than I am and we were reluctantly assigned together for this specific moment. He'd been trained just as specifically as I had, though it was more about technology and how to work the Animus than being an assassin and killing people.

"I've been ready for 10 years..." I replied, staring up at the ceiling.

I noticed RayJay smirk and nod as he walked in front of a laptop that was attacked to the edge of the Animus by my feet. He tapped the screen and did that for around a minute or two before he called: "Here we go."

A see-through plate formed over my eyes and things randomly began working. I watched, not missing a beat as files began to form. "Wow..." I whispered and then everything went white... and the ringing began in my ears. I was going through some process and every now and again I could hear RayJay and Vidic talking with each other.

"Guys?" I heard myself say, but I didn't receive any kind of reply and I began to panic. All my excitement morphing into fear.

Sorry this was such a short chapter! I would have loved to write more but it's already 1:30 in the morning and I'm beyond exhausted! Haha, well, I hope you enjoyed and please comment! Thanks!