So yeah, the story begins! I honestly wasn't expecting anyone so soon since this is a new story and all, and yet here you are. Already three followers and it's only an epilogue! You guys are awesome and I love reviews very much so whenever you can please do so! Hearing you guys looking forward to this makes me feel motivated to continue. In fact there's a bonus for you at the end, and if you're new to this Welcome aboard!
I do not own Assassin's Creed or any of It's characters. I only own Arabella, the plot, and the oc's present. History on the Netherlands are not one hundred percent accurate, and is only supplied for the plot of the story.
Chapter One: Part One
Two words for you, boring as hell.
Wait that was three wasn't it? Can 'as' be considered a word since it's only two letters? What about 'I'? Is that even a word by itself? You know what, i'm off topic let's get to what I was trying to say.
This morning I had to attend the bane of my existence. The one thing I have in common with every normal teen on this planet, even if it's at your own house.
School.
Even though i don't attend a public or even private school(Though there is a heavy amount of secrecy involved) I'm still subjected to its horror. I did learn my reading and writing skills from it, even a bit of math which i enjoyed. After that it all went downhill. I mean think about it this way, have you ever been to school for royalty?! It's no joke and a pain in my arse since day one.
There is typically the whole family, excluding the king of course, and we are all taught the same thing. The only difference is the amount taught.
You know what, the topic of my family has popped up hasn't it? Well Let's just give you an example on the teachings of royalty. While I'm at it might as well give you their names and such since they'll be more involved a bit later in the story.
Arnold, Annmarie, and me Arabella(Why they chose that name for me i'm not sure) are the eldest and triplets.
Wait I didn't tell you that earlier? Oh well, keep up anyway, I won't go into further detail on that end at least not now. If you're wondering why Anne the second eldest can't be queen all you need to know is that certain circumstances prevent her from it. In more ways than you know. In any event, let's get back on topic.
The three of us are the eldest so a lot of our studies goes into more complex courses. You know them as Economics, social standards, history, geography and many more subjects that is involved. We also go much further than what is taught in the public/ private school settings, but these are practically the most basic form of them as a whole.
Edith is the second youngest and is taught Social standards, History and geography. Of course math is involved but Edith has a learning disability so she is taught more on the learning curves side of things so that when she gets to our age she'll be able to handle it with some ease.
Benedict, or as we like to call him Bente is the baby of the family. He is only taught Social standards since he is way too young to learn anything else. Even if they tried to expand his learning he's still a kid. Little Bente's attention is always elsewhere and having mild ADHD doesn't help much either. So to compensate he is taught how to behave correctly now, so that in the future it wouldn't be a problem or so they say.
Well that covers how we learn here, but I guess it's pretty unfair to hate school so much when your family is there. However today they aren't here with me, at all. In fact it's a weekend. The only precious days I have to myself in my own little corner, and I'm stuck here being taught by myself.
Why am I being taught alone?
Well if you guessed that it had to do with anything that involves a Queen then ding,ding,ding! You are correct my friends! Pat yourselves on the back for this one, you deserve it.
The craziest part of it all is not why i'm being taught, It's what i'm being taught. This has thrown me into a loop all day. They aren't just teaching me new things, in fact their teaching me things I already know!
In other words, They're RE-TEACHING ME!
Who wants to learn everything all over again?! Name one human being, or king in this matter, who has without a doubt been taught everything over since they were in kindergarten?! I mean what the hell! Have they no faith in my thinking process, do they think i'm this dumb?! I just don't know anymore. Sad thing is I've been here since seven this morning, now it's eight at night. Being stuck here,and with the old bat Erna no less has been torture.
What kind of teacher is Erna? Let's put it this way, how much do you value your electronics? As soon as she even catches a glimpse of one it's gone forever, and not in the i'll put it in my drawer till the end of the day kind of gone.
My phone was a part of my essence, my very innocent pure soul. She even had her own little hello kitty casing custom made just for her. Erna must hate cats cause she pulled a sledge hammer out of nowhere and crushed it to tiny little pieces. From that day forward she and I had been made into arch- enemies,each trying to annoy the other to great lenghts. She didn't even have the decency to do so in private!
I'm done ranting now, sorry about that. Ever since that incident me and batsy never got along, and now she is the one teaching me this crap once again. I know she's number one in our country, but i'd settle for number two any day. Oh look she's glaring at me now, wonderful.
"Lady Arabella, pay attention! I will not repeat myself again." She says curtly.
Seriously? I've been here for thirteen hours without complaint (out loud) and she actually thinks that i've been listening? On the contrary i've been only thinking about leaving as soon as possible. You know what screw this i am leaving now.
"As much as I enjoy your 'lectures' I need some shut eye. Like seriously it's been almost twenty-four hours since we've started." I deadpanned.
She frowns at me for the use of the nickname I gave her, then looks promptly at her watch and nods in understanding.
"It is getting rather late, time for you to retire for tonight lady Arabella." She responds. Now it's my turn to frown at the use of my nickname.
Well it's not really a nickname, though the title still irks me. Seriously why do you have to emphasize the fact that i'm a chick every time! Another thing, time for me to retire? Who even says that anymore?! You know what, fudge this i'm out.
"Cooly oh's. See you Mrs. Grumpy!" I chirped. Before I even took a step out of the door, she managed to halt me in my tracks with a somewhat sore topic.
"You would think that since the announcement of your succession you would take things a bit more seriously." She retorts out disappointed.
Clutching my hand into a tight fist i swiftly turn around to face her not at all hiding my irritation.
"You think I wanted this title, this role? No I didn't so stop trying to force me to accept it, cause i never will truly." I snapped. I am tired of everyone always in my ear about this, and i don't need any lip from her either.
"I understand why I have to do this. I'll smile a fake one as asked, make deals and ensure that the kingdom is well managed. I will however not allow this to change me as a person. I'll do what I can, but it will have to be enough not just for this kingdom but for me as well."
She looks at me for a moment, not at all revealing any emotion. She simply nods before replying to my statement.
"You just don't get it I see. Well, you'll understand soon enough good day to you."
She turns away from me and quietly begins to pack her things. I huffed at her quick dismissal of my frustration and quickly head out into the main hallway. I need to go let off some steam in the blue room.
Remember that custom room I told you about earlier? Yeah well that's the blue room, where I keep all of my hobbies. I'm not just into reading and writing. I love to play games and draw pictures whenever I can. The blue room is just as it says, it's completely all different shades of blue in there. Blue curtains, Navy desk, Baby blue wallpaper, turquoise shelves. Every blue fanatics dream room is the blue room, which is where I was currently headed.
It took a total five minutes for me to get there(what the castle is huge!), and honestly I couldn't be any more happier. Now I can enjoy myself…
There were noises coming from the room. Pretty loud if you listen closely almost as if there was a hurricane that hit. Just who the hell is in there? I know the maids don't come out this far into the castle unless permitted. Laying my head against the ebony door I listen into the room hoping to catch anyone I recognized. Before I could lean even closer the door slams open and I am held in a choke hold. Any breath I had then was immediately knocked out of me as soon as I slammed into the wall.
"Min 'ant?! 'Ayn kunt aittakhadhat li?! he says in what seems like a threatening manner.
I didn't know how to respond, like I could anyway. I don't even know how to speak in his language. It almost sounded Arabic. Just who in the hell was this guy?!
He seemed to not like my silence for he tightens his hold making me cry out in pain.
"Ayn kunt aittakhadhat li?!" He repeats. How do I even respond?! Why does he keep tightening his grip?! Deciding to not just do nothing I quickly strangled out a response.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand just please let me go!"
He peers at me from under his hood deciding whether or not to let me go. Just when I thought he wouldn't release me, he does very slowly. I coughed quite heavy trying to regain my breathing then finally looked up to my captor.
He was adorned in all white from top to bottom, the only difference in colors were his armor, and the distinct red sash tied around his waist. He looked almost infamous in a way, and to be frank very familiar. His tan like skin was only seen through his hands and the bottom half of his face that appeared visible to me. His eyes a brown with a hint of gold at its tips drew me in for a second talk about a hottie here. Though I can't help but feel a sort of reminiscence towards him. Just where have I seen this guy before? While I was left to my musings he had not moved an inch from where he stood. He kept looking at me like I was some kind of puzzle. I started to get irritated but before i could respond he does so before me, in a language I am most familiar with.
"Who are you"? His accented voice questions. Oh that's kind of sexy, oh screw that!
"Uh okay then? I'm Arabella and you just choked me by the way, so I gotta say what the hell was that for?! I shout letting my anger get the best of me.
His eyes widen slightly at the sudden spike of range in my voice. What just cause i'm short doesn't mean I have a small voice.
He had the gall to look offended at my accusation. He was even about to try and intimidate me again if it hadn't been for me interrupting him once more.
"Who are you by the way? I feel like I know you i'm just unsure of how though." I mulled.
He stops midway for a moment looking at me in confusion and slightly panicked.
"I've never seen you before in my life, are you sure you've seen me before?" He questions.
"Maybe? I don't know, i'm not sure exactly. Can you take off your hood?" I asked.
He looks at me with a glare and curtly replies with a no.
"Well why not?! It's not like you're an assassin or…"
Wait a second, no this isn't right. He's not…...is he? I take another look at him then promptly switch the light on causing him to tense slightly at the sudden protruding length.
No Fudging way. It can't be him, That's just not possible! How can this…. I just don't understand! In order to further confirm my line of thinking I did the one thing that no one in their right mind would do in such a situation.
I called out his name.
"...Altair?"
His golden eyes snapped towards my jaded ones, acknowledgement of my response.
In my little fantasy before this moment, I used to say what the fudge to anything that frustrated me.
Here's my reality for you…..
"Holy shit."
And that's a wrap! Whew, that took a little bit for me especially with the days I have now. Again thank you all for tuning in on this and I hope to see you, and many more in on this story. Please leave a review and any critiques you may have. Also I got a little guessing game for you guys to try. I want you to guess what the Orange family looks like. I know I didn't give you enough or any description at all in regards to them but it was all in good fun. Again thanks a bunch see you next time!
Yours truly WildRunner12
Oh did you think that I forgot your bonus? Nope here you go!
Unknown
Why did I leave?
I knew why I left. What drew me away from my home in the first place. Though I have yet to understand of its reliable information since I've arrived. Though I guess that shouldn't matter as long as there is a trail.
I wonder what Bella must think of me now? She probably hates my guts, or would say that I was stupid for just leaving them like that. However I believe that I've done the right thing. Not by her, Edith or little Bente. Not by the kingdom or father. This is all for Anne, sweet and hopeful Anne.
She doesn't deserve this, none of them do. However Anne is unfortunately tied into a thick web, and it's all his fault. I have to rectify this in any way that I can, because after all I love my family…..
More than anything.
To be continued…...