A/N: AGH! The first chapter in my story can't be found when I'm logged in! Whats up with that?

Disclaimer: Does it LOOK like I own Assassin's Creed? Wait, you can't see me...well I can tell you I don't look like I own Assassin's Creed because I don't. *grumble grumble* ... I DO own Amelia though, YAY ME! ;)

Chapter Two:

A Stranger in a Strange Land

I woke up to something poking at me. I realized that I wasn't in Kansas any...wait! "No, no! Its not the Wizard of Oz!" I mentally scolded myself. *Ahem* anyway... I realized that I wasn't in my office anymore or my house for that matter and Jason was no where to be seen. I was in a hay cart and as I emerged the dazzlingly bright sun almost blinded me so I had to squint at first to make out my surroundings. I glanced around taking it all in, the architecture, the people, the smells, the sounds, the canal. It took me another second or so to fully realized where I was. I started to panic.

"Holy crap! No! No, no, no, no, no! I'm in Venice!" I was on the verge of exploding and people were noticing my presence and giving me funny looks. People whispered all around me and probably about me. I then noticed their clothes.

"I already figured out it was Venice by the canal, but there's more. By the looks of the clothing everybody is wearing I guess that its the late 1400s a.k.a the Renaissance." as soon as I realized this my eyes widened and I squealed a bit and started jumping up and down nervously earning me even stranger looks from everyone surrounding me. I stopped abruptly trying to contain myself.

The whispers grew louder and I came back to reality. Even though they spoke Italian I knew what they were saying. "Strange." I thought.

"Why is she dressed like a man?"

"A woman wearing pants? Disgraceful."

"Such odd hair."

"Who has orange hair?"

"Why was she in a hay cart?"

Those were only some of the comments I heard about me.

Becoming more aware of my surroundings I looked at the marketplace I was in. "Its the one I was at in the game before I blacked out." raising my eyebrow at the coincidence. I scanned the rooftops for Ezio, or lack-thereof, he wasn't there.

I sighed, picked a direction and started wandering aimlessly, admiring the beauty of Venice. After a few minutes I began to feel paranoid, like someone was watching me. I quickly turned around and I thought I saw a white-hooded figure. "Ezio? Is he following me?"

I disregarded the thought with a shake of my head. My mind was tricking me. Granted, I really wanted to meet him but for what reason would he follow me? I went on walking. The feeling stayed for a few minutes longer before I started to run.

A commotion erupted behind me and I ran faster, risking a glance behind and I saw Ezio running towards me. "So he is following me!" I thought worriedly. Thankfully I was a fast runner and with how short I was he would hopefully lose me in the crowds, but he didn't.

Thinking fast I turned sharply into an alley and after some twists and turns I realized that he was still stalking me. I made an abrupt stop and turned to the building next to me and I began to climb. "I'm quite good at this." I thought as I quickly reached the rooftops. He was right behind me so I picked a random direction and I ran. Surprisingly I could free-run quite well and quite fast but Ezio was gaining.

I saw a tower and decided to head for it. Ezio realized where I was headed and he followed my lead. I finally reached the roof with the tower but quickly realized that the handholds were much too far apart for someone of my short stature, even when I jumped. That was when Ezio started calling for me to stop running, saying that he meant no harm. I paused for a second, wondering why I was running in the first place, a few minutes ago I was excited to meet him, what had happened? I spun around frantically, but I was cornered. None of the buildings were close enough for me to jump to. I was trapped.

I spun around when I heard a soft thud behind me. Ezio landed on my roof and I eyed him nervously, like I was a cornered animal, ready to lash out at any sign of danger.

"Why are you running from me?" he asked in a gentle tone. "Oh I don't know" I replied icily "Maybe because a stranger started stalking me, maybe I don't want to be killed by a walking armory," I said eyeing the knives, swords and his wrists where I knew his hidden blades were "just instinct." He flinched visibly under his hood at my harsh tone, realizing his mistakes.

"I apologize." he said in an understanding tone, bowing his head. "But would you have talked with me if I approached you normally?" he questioned me. "No." I said shaking my head and crossing my arms over my chest "No, I suppose not."

"May I ask you a question signorina?" he said. "Uh...sure?" I said tilting my head at him. "Why are you dressed like a man?" pointing his chin at my clothes. "Huh?" I said then looking down at my clothes I realized that women didn't wear pants until the 1800s or something like that. And here I was...wearing pants.

"You're not from Italia are you?" he said, but it was more of a statement than a question. "No, I'm not." my eyes widening, only then had I realized the whole of my situation. Ezio looked at me worriedly tilting his head, probably wondering of I was crazy. I regained my composure and continued "I'm lost actually. I have no idea how I got here. I was in my home, blacked out and ended up in that hay cart." jerking my head in the direction of the marketplace. "I don't really know what to do now." I said sighing.

I looked up at him and suddenly realized that he had moved toward me from across the rooftop and was now uncomfortably close. I flinched away and moved to step back but there was no roof behind me.

He was staring at me intently and there was silence. I waved my hand hesitantly in front of his face but he didn't respond so I decided that I could be fangirlish for one moment. With him this close I could see under his hood and admired his chocolate brown eyes staring intensely into mine. I decided to stop there before I went too far.

After futilely trying to get his attention I sighed and decided I had to go for the last resort; I kneed him. "Ow!" he exclaimed jumping back and doubling over in pain. "What was that for!" he demanded incredulously. "Well, you were staring at me and the silence was getting to be uncomfortable." I said putting my hands on my hips.

His pain seemed to have faded because he stood back up, regaining his composure. "Sorry about that," he said clearing his throat "anyway, because you are lost I figured that you don't have a place to stay," I nodded my head "I was on my way to my friend's house whom I'm staying with while in Venezia. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you stayed there too." he finished flashing me a brilliant grin. I agreed.

"By the way, my name is Ezio, Ezio Auditore da Firenze." he said, giving me a sweeping bow. "What is your name?" he asked straightening. "Amelia, Amelia Beau. You can call me Amelia or Amy, whatever you like." I said shrugging. He deliberated for a moment then decided on Amy. "Well, Amy" Ezio said testing the foreign name on his tongue "shall we?" gesturing across the rooftops kindly taking notice earlier that I could free run.

I nodded and then came to a realization. "Ezio's friend is Leonardo Da Vinci." I thought happily to myself. I chuckled as we started running. "I was going to meet a famous person."

Italian words

signorina: miss

Firenze: Florence

Venezia: Venice

Italia: Italy

A/N: Criticism welcome. My sister and I love the show Doctor Who, so she suggested for me to name her Amelia after the current during our car trip to Cleveland. I forget where she came up with Beau though. *thinking face* Doctor Who rules! XD

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