April 18, 2019 - Somewhere in a lab in Spain

Ezra didn't know what hurt more, her head or her arm. While attempting to sit up and run, she fell off the animus and landed on her right arm, which had an IV. Now she was sitting on the floor glaring at nothing, in silence while cradling her arm and pouting.

"Are you done acting like a child?" Alicia, the kind doctor that pulled her out of the animus, asked. Ezra glanced at her before sliding down onto the floor. "I'll take that as a no."

Alicia picked up a notebook up from the animus and walked over to a desk and sat down. "If you need anything, like sleep or use the restroom, your room is over there," she pointed across the room at an open door. "And there are two guards outside the main door so don't try anything stupid."

Ezra said nothing as Alicia sighed and opened the journal. She brought her arm up to her face and studied her arm. The injury wasn't bad, but a bruise was starting to form. Sighing, she sat up and took in her surroundings.

The room they were in was spacious and empty, besides the animus, the desk, and several more machines. The walls were white and void of decorations. It looked like a hospital room, but brighter.

Standing up, she dragged herself over to her new room. Once she got into the room, she tried to find an exit but found none. The room was like your average bedroom but colorless.

Sighing, she made her way to the adjacent bathroom, just like the bedroom, the bathroom was void of colors. But thank god for the huge mirror.

Standing in front of the mirror, Ezra took in her appearance. Her long auburn brown hair was out of the braid and was now all over the place, and her eyeliner was smudged all around her eyes. She also noticed the dark purple bags under her gray almond shape eyes.

Turning on the faucet, she grabbed a white washcloth and put it under the running water. Not caring if the washcloth was soaking, she brought it up to her face and began wiping off the eyeliner then her injured arm.

Once she finished, she went back to the main room, ready to bombard Alicia with questions.

"So, Ali, what exactly am I doing here?"

Alicia looked up from her journal. "We are attempting to locate a key."

"Oh?" Ezra ran up to the desk. "What does this key unlock? Treasure? Narnia? The secrets to the universe and why humans exist?"

Alicia laughed. "Nothing like that, no. We don't know yet. That's we need it."

Ezra hummed in disappointment. She got excited for a minute. "Maybe if you tell me how this key looks like, I can find it faster."

Just as Alicia was about to answer someone else entered the room. "You'll know when you find it, Miss Aras."

Ezra's eyebrows knitted as she glanced at the stranger. The man was pretty tall and good-looking, dark brown hair was slicked back, he was wearing an all-black suit with a red waistcoat, and on his left ring finger, there was a Templar ring. She frowned as her grey eyes met his stormy eyes.

"And you are?" Ezra inquired.

"Alexander... Smith."

"Smith? Generic last name and you hesitated," Ezra said walking towards him. "Lemme guess, you didn't like your og last name."

Alicia chuckled as she stood from her seat, "Alex, I just finished analyzing the data we gathered."

"And?"

"We found nothing."

Alexander glared at Ezra as she avoided his gaze. "You look fine, get in the animus."

Ezra snorted. "Make me bitch boy. And don't threaten me I have no problem dying."

"Fine," Alexander said, fixing his tux jacket. "I'll just send a group to hunt your friends."

Alicia sighed as Ezra scoffed. "What friends?"

"Ezra, Alexand-"

"Elizabeth and Elijah Thompson- twin assassins, college dropouts, and former interns at Absertgo in America. Jean and Leo -"

"Right-o! Carina Ward, my dumb Blighter ancestor it is!" Carina shouted interrupting Alexander. She skipped over to the animus and popped on the headgear. "Hey what animus is this?"

"It's the, uh, Animus HR-8.5," Alicia answered as she ran to Ezra's side. "There's been some modifications to make sure you don't bring yourself out."

"Why are you telling her this, Miss Alicia?"

"It's the patients right to know what the frickle frackle is going on Lexi," Ezra answered laying down on the bed.

"Estas probando mi paciencia nina*."

"Eso me recuerda*, the next time you threaten Leo, I'm blowing this place up."

"Just Leo? What about your other friends?"

"Alex-"

"They're big kids. They can take care of themselves."

Alicia smiled as she glanced up at Alexander. He seemed pissed but was trying hard to hide it.

"Find the amulet then we'll talk," Alexander said nodding his head at Alicia. Alicia nodded back before returning her attention to Ezra.

"Right, if you start feeling nauseous tell me alright?"

"Whatever let's get this going."

Alicia turned on the animus and Ezra was back in London.

Three days knocked out, seven more spent in recovery. When Abigail found Carina knocked out in the middle of the street, she was worried, but when she found out she fell out of a moving cart for being distracted, she was mad. And no one and nothing could prepare Carina for Abigail's wrath.

"You're a bloody idiot! That's what you are!" The Blighter shouted as she paced around the small room. A pissed off Abigail was a scary Abi, and that's what concerned the injured girl.

Carina groaned as she propped herself up onto her elbows. "You've been telling me that since I woke up."

Abigail stopped her pacing. She clenched her fists and held herself back from punching the girl. "Yes, but now I can shout it!"

"Ugh," Carina let herself fall back onto the bed, clutching her pounding head. "Can you shout it a bit quieter?"

Abigail shook her head as she approached the bed. She picked up her jacket from a nearby chair and shrugged it on. Sighing, the Blighter sat at the foot of the bed. "What happened?"

Carina shrugged. She wanted to tell her the truth, but even she didn't even know what it was. She was confused by everything. She moved her head to the side to get a better glance at her friend. "The assassin knew who I was."

Abigail hummed. "And how do you know the assassin?"

"What makes you think I know them?" she chuckled. Abigail shrugged. She didn't, just a lucky guess. The Blighter stood up, patting her friend's leg before making her way to the door. "Going already? I thought you were going to yell at me some more?"

Abigail chuckled. "I would, but I'll leave that to Starrick."

Carina started shouting protests as Abigail closed the door behind her. Her friend might be an idiot, but she was her idiot.

Starrick's Office-

Carina was not ready for Starricks anger. The minute Carina entered his office she was met by yells. Some were of concern, but the rest were for being reckless and letting the assassins escape.

"I'm sorry, sir. It won't happen," Carina said bowing her head in embarrassment.

Starrick sighed, "It better not." He stood from his seat and approached his window, "I expect you to help Miss Thorne recover the lost documents. you may go now."

"Yes, sir." Carina nodded and promptly left his office.

After leaving Starrick's office, Carina immediately made her way to Babylon Alley to confirm what she saw the previous week. She was sure that was Evie but it's been ten years, and she did hit her head pretty hard. She needed confirmation.

Once she spotted Clara, she made her way over to the young business girl. Upon realizing that the kids were in the middle of a game, Carina stopped and decided to wait for them to finish. Busying herself with her bracer, she leaned against one of the alley walls and observed the kids.

They look so happy and carefree. Carina smiled as she heard them cheering. Her smile fell upon remembering her childhood, or part of it. Young, free, carefree and careless. Her only concerns back then were getting herself and Jacob out of trouble and making it back home in time for their studies. Now her problems were if she was going to live to see the next day or not.

But now looking at the kids in front of her, she realized she didn't have a normal childhood. Her dad did keep a lot from her. Assassins, Templars, ancient artifacts, family secrets..

She snapped out of her thoughts when she felt someone tugging on her black jacket. "Clara is waiting for you."

Carina nodded as she pushed herself off the wall. Pulling out some coins from her pocket, she handed them to the urchin. "Go buy yourself a treat."

"Thanks, miss!"

She smiled as the urchin left. Straightening her jacket, she approached Clara. "As you can see, I did what I promised."

"So I heard," Clara said. "Fine, I guess I can trust you."

Carina kept her eyes on the girl as she walked towards the Blighter. "The gang leaders are Jacob and Evie Frye, but it's mainly Jacobs gang."

Carina hummed. So she was right. Huffing a laugh, she nodded. "That's all I needed to know. Thank you."

Clara nodded, "Anything else?"

"No, that was all." Carina flipped on her hood and pulled out her grappling gun. "If you ever need anything and can't find me, ask for Abigail Summers."

Pulling up her mask, she shot her hook up onto the top of the building. Once Carina was out of sight, a figure approached Clara.

"Thank you, Clara."

"No problem, Miss Frye."

Translations:

*Estas probando mi paciencia nina - You are trying my patience girlbr /
*Eso me recuerda - That reminds me