Welcome back to 31 Days! It is the glorious Bumble here with the second chapter of this fic! Now I said that this would be a "love story" but I have decided I didn't want to do it that way, but there will be many references of romance and a couple parts that are a romantic so that's why I'm keeping the romance genre. So the reason for the strange ending statement of the last chapter will be explained further on in the story, as will the title of the fic. :3 So…that's all I have to say, so,
ONTO THE STORY!
Day 1 of Transfer Sequence
I slowly open my eyes and my hands graze warm, wet grass. What happened to the sand? As my eyes adjust to the bright sunlight I notice a figure above me, looking down at me. As my eyes adjust more I see that he is wearing a white hooded robe and he has what looks like a knife in his hands. Oh god, where am I?
"Who are you?" The strange hooded figure above me demands.
"I…I…" Great answer, jeez Kat, try to at least sound intelligent.
"I said, who are you!" His voice rises and I detect a note of annoyance, his blade positioned directly above my neck and I can see that it is in place of his ring finger.
"I'm…Kat…" I stammer stupidly.
The guy pulls his blade back away from my neck and I can barely see his confused expression under that hood. "You don't look like a cat."
Don't you dare laugh. "That's because I'm not, Kat, K-a-t, is my nickname. My actual name is Kathryn."
The confusion doesn't leave the man's face. "But what does your name have to do with a small furred mammal?"
Hm, I like the way he talks, his accent is quite, charming. What am I saying? This guy is holding a blade to my head! "It doesn't, it's just easier to say, I don't know!"
"I don't have time for this." The guy turns from me and begins to walk back to what appeared to be a town nestled into the side of a mountain.
I quickly get up and watch him. "You aren't just going to leave me are you?"
"The village is only a few feet away, you don't need any help." He doesn't turn around once and keeps walking.
How rude. I sigh and begin walking after him. Let's hope the people in this village aren't as welcoming as this guy.
I follow him to the edge of the village and then suddenly loose him among a crowd. "What?" I look around for his white hood and I begin to panic slightly when everyone starts pointing and staring at me. No no no.
I try to ignore the judging stares and weave through the crowd of people, still in search of the hooded man. I soon catch sight of him and go into a full sprint to him. "Hey!"
The man turns around and when he sees me he stops and crosses his arms over his broad chest. "You again, I thought I was rid of you."
"Well, you don't know me, so therefore, you have no idea how persistent I am." I approach him carefully and stop about two feet from him. "I need to know where I am."
"You're in Masyaf, Syria." He says flatly.
My eyes widen and I suddenly begin to realize what is going on, but, how? "What year is it?"
"The year is 1195."
No way. The strange blades, the missing ring finger, it couldn't be, it's not possible. "What is your name?"
The man sighs. "I don't have time for this." He turns and begins to walk away again.
Don't you dare. I reach out and grab his arm and grip it tight. He immediately snaps his head back and gives me a glare from under the shadow of his hood. "What are you doing, do you not know who I am?"
"If I did, would I be asking what your name is?" I press, my hand still firmly latched to his arm.
"My name is Altair Ibn La'Ahad." He says sharply.
I let go of his arm and my mouth drops. How is that possible, he's just a video game character? I suddenly loose all strength in my legs and I plop down on the ground and stare at the grass with wide eyes.
I don't know how long I sat on the ground like that, but next thing I knew the sun was going down and my eyes feel heavy and I stand back up. I guess I should find somewhere to sleep for the night.
I trudge sleepily through the village before coming across a haystack behind a house and curl up in the warm hay. I sigh and look up at the darkening sky. "I hope my parents are okay, and Ronny."
When I wake up the next morning my face is covered in sweat and my body is sore. I turn over and moan tiredly and when I do I feel something soft on me. I look up and see a blanket laid across me. How did this get here?
I sit up and stretch my stiff muscles and suddenly my stomach begins screaming at me for food. "Great, where am I supposed to find food? I have no money."
I get up and look around and carefully fold the blanket and set it back on the haystack. "I guess I'll see what this place has to offer."
As I walk into the square I notice a variety of merchants calling out in attempt to draw in costumers. "How quaint." What did I just say?
I search and search for anything to eat, but to no avail, so I end up sitting on a nearby bench and observe the people walking by. Soon I catch sight of Altair running across the rooftops of the buildings and notice that he has some sort of object in his hands. "What is he up to?"
I get up and slowly weave through the crowds and follow him from the ground. I eventually follow him to behind a house and peer around the corner to see that it was where I slept last night. What in the world? I watch him set a bag on the haystack and then he swiftly jumps up onto the roof and runs away.
I quickly check to make sure the coast is clear and I tiptoe to the haystack and open the satchel. I nearly jump for joy when I see several rolls and a few fruit in the sac. "Wow." My emotions go from hungry, to happy, to curious, and then to grateful. "Thank you Altair."
After my meal, I put what's left of the fruit and bread and hide it in the hay along with my blanket. "Now it's time to find that sneaky Assassin."
I march around town searching every building and rooftop I can see and after an hour or so, I stop and sit on the edge of a cliff and wipe sweat from my brow. It's not even hot, man, I'm a wimp.
I look down at the valley below me and realize that I could easily slip and die and scoot back a little ways from the edge.
"That was a rather smart move." That voice…
I turn around and see Altair standing a good ways away from me with his arms crossed. "Have you been following me?"
"No, I just happened to see you looking around the town and decided I would see what you were looking for." The Assassin step closer with his arms still crossed and stands tall before me.
I look down and hesitate because I don't know how he will react to me saying I was looking for him. "I was just uh, getting to know the place better."
"Well, you don't get to know a place by looking at its rooftops and pretty much passing over all the shops." Is that a smile I see under his hood?
"Oh, I, uhh…" Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"Were you looking for me again?" He obviously is a man who just likes to get straight to the point.
I drop my head and nod. "I was going to thank you for the food and the blanket."
Altair steps back and coughs. Is he blushing? Maybe it's just the light. Maybe? "Well, I, uhh, I just couldn't let you freeze. The nights get very cold here, and well, I saw you looking around town and by the way you were holding your stomach I assumed you were hungry, so I brought you some food." He looks away then looks back; any red that was on his face is replaced by curiosity. "How did you know I did that?"
"I saw you running across the rooftops with a bag in your hands so I followed you, but the blanket I just assumed was you after seeing you place the food where I slept." I say slowly.
Altair turns away again and then walks towards me and sits down on the ground beside me, but he doesn't even spare a single glance towards me and suddenly says. "Tell me everything about yourself."
Well, there is the second chapter of 31 Days! Hope you guys like it! Read and review and tell me what you think please! ^^ See you next chapter!
