Time Flies

I do not own anything in this story. I only am in love with assassins creed.

It all started with my stupid idea to do a girls' trip to Italy. Well Nina and Sam might not think it was a bad idea now but, still, this is all my doing. Well I am not really complaining either so maybe it's not a bad thing, we did make some awesome memories and friends. Also not to mention some really close friends.

It was Nina's decision to go to Monteriggioni, so I cannot take all the blame. We had decided to go after our parents died in the plane crash. It's kind of ironic really, they died on the plane going to Italy, and we are now there taking the very trip that they wanted to take. It was still a shock to find out our parents knew each other, even before we were born.

When we heard about the crash, Nina, Sam and I rushed to the airport. They had told us that the police wanted us to come down to the airport and had sent a taxi down to pick us up. We were on our way when I noticed that we had passed the exit to the airport.

"Hey, wasn't that the exit?" I asked. Kind of pissed that this would be happening on a day like this.

"Yes but we are not going to the airport. I have orders to take you to meet the master," was the only reply I got from the front seat. As he said that, I heard a click and saw that the locks on the door had been sawed off so they were deep into holes and impossible to grab.

"What the fuck do you mean? Where the hell are you taking us? Who is this master? What the fuck does he want?" Ah, yes. Nina was so delicate with situations like this.

"Please be calm, you will know soon. And please watch your language, its not becoming of a lady," dry response.

The whole conversation between them lasted the whole ride there. I was kind of proud of Nina's use of the more colorful English language, but I think the driver was on his last nerve.

Finally by the time we got there, Nina was breathless, Sam and I were trying to hold in our laughter, and the driver was visibly trying to hold back his anger.

When we pulled into the hotel's driveway, I noticed that it was the kind of hotel that not many people willingly stayed in, but given our situation it seemed proper. When the car stopped, four men in dark clothes opened one of the doors and grabbed us so we had no choice but to go with them. I tried to break free, but one of them grabbed my other arm. Nina being Nina was also trying to shake free and I saw that the driver gleefully grabbed her other arm. Sam was small enough that she only needed the one man.

I was hoping the receptionist would see something was up and maybe call the police but as we entered that hope was gone. In the main area were a bunch of people, some clothed normally but some had weird costumes on. They were wearing white robes with swords attached to their hips. They were all chatting but once we had entered they all stopped and stared at us. Of course, being the center of attention my face must have been the color of a fire truck. Nina was still trying to shake free and Sam was very quiet. I could see that she was scared but trying to hide it. Seeing Sam so scared, I kind of snapped.

I quickly let my feet slide from underneath me, the men holding my arms, not being prepared, lost their grip on me and I ran over to Sam. I wasn't sure what I was going to do but I figured I would kick the guy where it would hurt the most. I managed to kick the guy between the legs and he let go of Sam. As I was about to turn to help Nina, about three people jumped on top of me. I knew it was pointless to fight so I gave up. I could feel one of their swords poking me in the side so I started to tell them to get off of me when a voice yelled over the noise.

"Get off her before you break her, please gentlemen, its not often we have ladies in our meetings."

As they let me up, I saw that the crowd had parted to let a tall, somewhat old man through. He himself was wearing clothes that didn't seem fit for the time period we were in. His face was hidden under a blue hood that matched the robes he was wearing. He seemed to be the one in charge here so I decided I would try to get on his side.

"You truly are a rare breed. I haven't seen anyone get the best of these men for a while, that is the reason why I sent them to retrieve you. All three of you are a very special breed. Yes…." He seemed to be talking to himself rather than to anyone else.

Nina, being who she is, didn't really take it all to well, being called a breed. I could see her trying to fight her way out and thankfully the man who had drove the taxi covered her mouth.

"Excuse me, can you please tell us were we are? We were supposed to go see the police about the plane crash that our parents had died in," remembering our reason why we were going to the airport made my eyes water a bit. We still hadn't had any of our questions answered.

"Yes, that's right. Men, please take these ladies up to their room. I will be up shortly to talk to them. I just have some last minute things to finish." The old man in the blue robes walked away as he continued to give instructions. Most of the people filed past us on their way outside, most glancing at us as they passed, avoiding eye contact, and just staring at our faces.

The six men then tightened their grips and led us to the elevator. Once we got in there I knew we had no chance of escaping. The slow whoosh of the closing doors sounded more like the closing of prison doors to me.

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