Author's Note: Yes, amidst finishing a FanFiction and contemplating another, I have decided to write yet another FanFiction... Maybe I'm crazy? No, probably not. Heh, Heh. Either way, I hope you enjoy! Oh, just as an FYI, I wrote this chapter a little while ago before continuing with the story and posting, so sorry if it is a little under par.
Prologue
A single light flickered above him, casting a slight, eerie glow on his surroundings. The silence of the night was still and calm, yet somehow deafening at the same time.
He barely took notice of any of this. Instead, his eyes were fixated upon the bright screen of his computer, leaving him staring aghast at the words before him.
"Shaun?" And light voice inquired, "You're still up-?" Rebecca cut herself off when she saw his face. "What's happened?"
Shaun hardly glanced up. "Let's just put it in simple terms; I've bridged the Gap."
Rebecca popped up on the balls of her feet. "Really?! This is amazing!"
Normally it would be, Shaun thought, normally it would. The small band of Assassins had been waiting for this information for a long time; months even. All their research, completely futile without this intel. Desmond had been exploring Ezio Auditore da Firenze's memories, coming so close to the answer, until the system shut down. The future memories were blocked.
Ezio's memories had become inaccessible.
They needed someone else, someone who could bridge the empty "Gap"; the void between Ezio's memories that Desmond himself could not recollect. A key to the rest of the story.
For months Shaun had raked a fine-tooth comb through the worlds databases, through its populations, and censuses. He'd preformed numerous analyses, never getting any closer to the answer...until tonight. Until he got the name they had searched so desperately for. He felt like celebrating, but he couldn't ignore the pit that formed in his stomach.
"Shaun?" Rebecca interrupted. "Shaun, what's wrong? This is...good, right?"
Leaning back in his chair, Shaun removed his glasses, rubbing his eyes. He let out a sigh. "Yes, but of course. Unless the answer you were looking for wasn't the answer you wanted to find."
"What do you mean?" Rebecca asked tentatively. Rebecca came over, and investigated the screen. They both read it over, repeatedly, until they knew it was true.
A biography was up. The name read, "Skyler Luce", and besides it was a picture of a young, blonde woman with bright blue eyes. Nothing was amiss, until they read lower. Of all people, of all probability, the person they need to further the assassins work and help defeat the Templars...
...was a Templar herself
Chapter 1
Darkness. Darkness everywhere. It was all dark with no light. Was there light before? I couldn't remember. I thought my eyes were closed at first, but I knew from the feel of my eyelids that they were opened. The world around me only came in shapes of gray and black. It was all fuzzy. My vision, my mind, and my hearing. My touch was impaired. Everything.
What was my body on? It felt hard, but soft? Maybe smooth? Which way was forward? My head began to spin, making me dizzy. My back was on the floor, and my head throbbed where it met the ground below it. Was it bleeding? Blood never made me nervous, even if it was my own. I felt nervous now, or maybe it was just nausea. My hand dragged itself to my scalp, but I couldn't feel it move. It inched its way until it was close enough that I could bring out a finger and touch my head. A sharp pain exploded where my touched. How did that happen? I wondered desperately, but couldn't recall anything.
Where was I? I had no thought as to where I could be located; I could hardly register the things around me. I knew I should move, I should get up, look around, try and figure out where I was. But in the state I was in, I couldn't even formulate the thought to do so, let alone move at all.
I closed my eyes, trying to focus. I was only met with the unsatisfying blankness in my mind.
I knew I should be able to handle this, and easily get through this situation with the training I've been through, but I couldn't recollect anything I've been told. No lessons, bits of advice, training scenarios. They were all gone from my mind, conveniently eluding my grasp once I felt I was close to remembering. All I could do was breath; breath to calm myself down. Slowly my vision began to clear, and my senses became a little less dulled and slowly, gradually, returned. With a grunt, I rolled onto my side, attempting to get my bearings.
Right as I began to move, a wave of numbness rolled over me. My senses re-dulled, and my eyelids began to feel heavy, threatening to drag me under into sleep. I tried to fight it, but in the end I quickly succumbed to the unavoidable unconsciousness.
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