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First of all, thanks for clicking on this story. Criticism is always welcome. Mistaken in grammar etc. Can be found and if it bothers you, just tell me. I can miss things when I check. It happens. J

This is my first story on this site and my first story ever written in English. I came up with this a long time ago, but didn't feel like posting. Then thought ah, why the hell not?

My native language is not English, so I apologize in advance for mistakes that have yet to come.

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Lesia was sitting on the couch, her mouth was somewhere near the floor and her eyes were almost popping out of her head. Because of her surprise, the controller of the Playstation dropped out of her hand, causing a loud bang when it hit the floor. The three hooded man who were standing in her living room finally noticed her and suddenly they were all moving. The man on the right took one of his guns out and pointed it in her direction. The man on the left disappeared in a blink of an eye and she felt something sharp against her throat. The man in the middle had his hidden blades out, standing there, just observing.

'What have you done to me?' hissed the man in her ear. Even though she had little time to look at him, she knew who he was. His name was Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad. A fictional assassin. Someone who could not be standing behind her, threatening to kill her if she didn't give an explanation.

The man who had one gun pointed towards her, Lesia recognized him as Edward Kenway, now grabbed his other gun and pointed it towards the man who was standing next to him. And he looked like Ezio Auditore.

'Where am I?' Edward growled. His eyes flickered between her and Ezio. Sometimes she saw him looking past these faces, trying to understand the room. Trying to understand these foreign objects.

'Do not point that in my face.' The man with the Italian accent said threatening. He clenched his fists slowly, his hidden blades clearly visible. This is not going the right way, Lesia thought. But it was almost impossible to speak. She just couldn't comprehend how these men were suddenly standing in her living room. She had been playing Assassin's Creed: Black Flag before this happened. She just had picked up a strange, orange orb with Edward. The last thought that went through her mind was that the orb looked like the Apple of Eden from the previous games. And then boom. Three dowdy-dressed men were standing in her living room. Threatening her, and each other, in her house. In her living room.

The shot of the pistol came out of nowhere. Ezio had quickly stepped forward. He had his wrist pressed against the hand where the gun was kept so when Edward pulled the trigger, the bullet flew through the air and crashed into the cupboard. The two men were ready to cut each others' throat, but they stayed their hand because Lesia was practically yelling at them.

'What the hell?! Are you fucking crazy? My mother is going to kill me when she comes back!' She got up from the couch – which was easy because Altaïr had somewhere between Ezio's moves and Edward's shot withdrawn his blade from her throat. Now she was standing in front of the cupboard, her hands placed on her head out of shock, staring at the hole. Her heart was pounding like crazy when she thought of her mother and stepfather seeing this in their kitchen. She would never be trusted again with the house when they were on vacation.

'Where am I?' Edward repeated his first words. His pistols were now pointed towards the two assassins, but he wasn't planning to pull the trigger. She hoped. Bullet holes didn't match the carpet design.

Lesia took a deep breath to calm herself. The thought of her mad parents made her stressed but the sight of the three assassins made her almost pass out. 'You are in America.' She answered with a silent voice. It wasn't a surprise that Ezio and Altaïr didn't get what she was saying. Before Edward could say something, she said: 'It's not the same year you are, were, living in.'

Edward lowered slowly his guns, because Ezio wasn't paying attention to him anymore. All eyes were on her.

'What are you saying, bambina*?' Ezio asked slowly. 'What year is it?' The three men didn't know what to expect from this girl. This little girl.

'The year is 2014 Anno Domini. You lived around 1200,' she nodded towards Altaïr. 'You lived around 1500 and you around 1700.' She nodded toward the other two men. 'Somehow you all became real and travelled through time.' It took a couple of seconds until the three men processed her words. And then they all started talking that she was crazy, she didn't know what she was saying, that it was impossible.

'What do you mean that we became real?' Altaïr asked with his Arabic accent when the room was silent again. In the game Altaïr was an arrogant person. He hadn't listen to Malik, questioned the missions he was sent on. Lesia wouldn't say his personality in the game was bad, he did found out the truth about his mentor, didn't he?

'Well,' she started hesitant. 'This may sound weird... but in this world you are made up. You live in a game and we can play as you, doing what you do, experience your stories.' She pointed slowly toward the table where the three Assassin's Creed games were laying. It was almost heartbreaking to see the three men looking at their games. They couldn't believe everything she just had said, but they hadn't the slightest clue of what did happen to them.

'Bullshit,' Edward hissed.

'I will not stand here and listen to your idiotic theories.' Altaïr threw his game on the table and walked towards the front door while Edward did the same only he walked toward the backdoor.

'No!' Lesia hurried after Altaïr, hit her knee against the table, cursed, turned around to try and stop Edward as well but it was in vain. 'You can't leave.' She said softly while she was standing in the middle of the room and both doors closed at the same time with a loud bang. There had already been a problem. Now the problem had turned nuclear. Two armed men dressed in robes jumping over rooftops or walking in front of cars... This was bad. They didn't understand this world, how could they possibly just run out of the fucking door?!

Damn it! Nicely done, Lesia.

'We need to find them, Ezio. This world is nowhere near their world. Not everything is permitted, I repeat, not everything is permitted.' She was so close to losing her mind. She was walking around the room trying to think which way they went. 'How am I supposed to know where they are? They could be anywhere!' Lesia stopped and sat down on the couch again. For an instant she looked up and saw Ezio watching her. He put down his game on the table, but his eyes did not wander over anything else.

'Why do you care if something happened to them? Or me? If I heard it correct, we just appeared in your house. You had nothing to do with it. So why bother, bambina?'

'First of all, my name is not bambina or whatever you call me. It's Lesia. Second...' She thought a moment about his words which did have a point. Why bother? Then again, that was against her nature. She felt kind of guilty for picking up that stupid glowing orb. And, if the two fought with the wrong people or got caught by the government... They would be turned into zoo animals, scientist would do experiments on them or something like that. 'I can't just let them walk on the street like this. I could never live with myself if I did nothing.' She stared at her feet and let her words sank in.

Suddenly she got an idea. 'I know how we can find them.' Lesia said happily and was already walking towards the backdoor when she turned around and almost bumped into Ezio. 'But before we go, you need to change. You can't walk in this world with those weapons of yours. Or those robes.' Ezio looked down at his robes with a funny expression on his face. 'Come. My stepfather has left some clothes behind. You may wear that.' Lesia walked past him towards the stairs.

*Bambina – Little girl