Gifts and Curses
Chapter 3
It was a seven hour flight from Rome to Denver, and then another 4 hour flight from Denver to Forks. After all the flying around, all Altair wanted to do was find a hotel, crawl into the bed and sleep for the next two nights. However he knew in his heart that he could not do that. At least not yet anyways.
Once having landed, Altair hailed a taxi to the nearest hotel and after paying the man, went in and paid for his room before going up to it and locking himself in. Placing his bag on the bed, Altair went to the bathroom and started the water for a shower that he'd hope would wake him up…for at least a little bit longer.
While he waited for the water to reach the right temperature, Altair walked back out to the room and sat down on the bed. Reaching over to the nightstand, Altair grabbed the phonebook and looked up the number for Eclipse, the bar where Damien's daughter Bella worked at.
Once finding the number, Altair dialed the number on the hotel's phone. As he waited for an answer, Altair laid back and closed his eyes. Finally on the fourth ring, someone answered and he heard a man say "Eclipse Bar, How can I help you?"
"Yes hello, I was wondering if Bella Swan is working tonight?", Altair said as he sat up.
"Uh hang on let me check" the man said. There was a pause and Altair could hear the man shuffling some papers around obviously checking the schedule. Finally the man said "No sorry Bella doesn't work till tomorrow, she comes in at 9:30, Do you want me to take a message?"
"No its alright, Thank you very much for your help", Altair said. With that said, Altair hung up the phone, before stripping out of his clothes and going to take his shower.
After his shower, Altair dried off, before doing a quick shave. Once freshly shaven, Altair walked into the room, pulled on a pair of boxers before slipping into the bed and falling asleep instantly.
The following morning, Altair was met with a faceful of sunlight. Hissing slightly, Altair rolled out of bed and went to the window and yanked the blinds closed that he had figured had been opened when the maid had come in to tidy up. Making a mental note of that, Altair went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and to do his business.
Once done with his morning routine, Altair dressed in simple jeans and a white form fitting t-shirt, as well as putting a couple throwing knives into his pocket just to be on the safe side. After leaving his room, Altair walked down and stood behind a couple who were checking in.
After the couple were done, Altair approached the man behind the counter, As he did, he remembered it was the same man from last night. "Yes how can i help you" The man asked.
"Earlier this morning, the maid came in and did some tiding up of my room, and Id rather she not do that while I'm sleeping or gone" Altair said.
"Very well" the man behind the counter said, But it will cost extra for her to do it while your in the room".
Rolling his eyes slightly, Altair dug out 200 dollars and handed it to the man. "Will that cover it" Altair asked as the man pocketed the money. The man nodded and Altair left the hotel, wondering what to do until 930 that evening.
Finding the bar was relatively easily for the master Assassin. Sighing slightly, Altair walked towards the library, deciding to waste some time there and maybe read a few books. Once in the library, Altair walked towards the historical section, grabbed a couple books and went and sat down in one of the armchairs in an alcove where he had plenty of natural light to read by.
Ever since he was a kid, Altair loved reading history books, unlike his peers and other fellow Assassins who preferred fantasy and other works of nonfiction. Altair noticed that whenever he was reading anything related to anything of historical knowledge, it was like time slowed down and it seemed whenever he got close to finishing any history book, he'd have to leave to go train or do something else, which really annoyed him as he got older.
It seemed to Altair that he had just started the second book he grabbed, when an elderly librarian walked up to him and said "Excuse me sir, We will be closing in five minutes". Sighing slightly, Altair glanced down at his watch, and noticed that it was about 8:00 which by his math should give him enough time to grab a bite to eat, and go back to the hotel and change. Once putting the books back on the appropriate shelves, Altair left the library and went to go look for somewhere he could get something to eat.
Finally finding a McDonalds, Altair entered and waited behind a young couple. As he saw the couple being all lovey-dovey towards each other, it half made him sick, and half made him jealous. Altair never had time to try a relationship, he wanted to, but he promised himself that he wouldn't get close to anybody until he had killed the templar who had killed his parents.
"Hello Welcome to McDonalds', How may I Help you?" The woman behind the counter asked Altair as he walked up to the counter. After a few minutes of thinking, Altair ordered a big mac, 2 medium fries, and a medium sprite.
After filling his belly with nutrition and pushing back the hunger that was inside, Altair stood up threw away his garbage and left the restaurant.
Making his way back to the bar, Altair sighed as he stood outside the door, wondering how he would do this. Deciding to act in the moment, Altair walked inside and stopped short: Bella Swan was looking at him, her chocolate brown eyes locking with his, and Altair found himself loosing himself in those chocolate brown eyes of hers.
A/N End of Ch 3 Please Read and Review!