Here is chapter 25! I hope that you enjoy it! Very interesting things will happen on next chapter, I can assure you! :D It is a wonder how I have managed to write 25 chapters for this story, really. When I look back it all seems so far away. Anyways, onwards!
Disclaimer: I don't own Assassins Creed
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I turned around, and cursed under my breath when I saw that the entrance way had been completely blocked. I stared it for several minutes, trying to find any kind of gaps that would allow us to make our way out, but not managing to find any at all.
"It had to happen, right?" I heard Desmond say, as he glared at the rock. Making it seem like he wanted to blow it up on pieces. He turned around, and looked at Lucy, that was staring at the corridor ahead of us.
I turned around, and looked at the path that we would have to follow. I looked at Cesare discreetly, how I had learnt to do during the time I had been here. I don't really know why. He was looking at the same place as Lucy currently was, completely concentrated on it and with a look of determination on his face, that was strangely calm and relaxed. Something quite strange in this situation. I had always imagined the templar leader as being more nervous and not being able to fully bear with these situations. He still maintained his grip on the apple, as did I. It was gentler than the one that we had maintained during the time we had had the apple, but there wasn't any sign of relaxing or of complete trust. We had the right amount of light now, thanks to the torches, to allow us to see several meters ahead of us still. But that still didn't make this place any safer. Egyptian tombs had always been famous between tomb robbers for being full of traps after all.
My thoughts were interrupted as I saw, and felt due to my grip on the apple, Cesare taking a step forward. I immediately did the same, and started going into the corridor. "We better get going" I then said, making the other assassins walk forward, illuminating better the corridor.
The corridor was very damp and cold, which was a massive difference from the entrance and the desert that was above us. The walls were full of pictures that I couldn't interpret, but I could see Shaun looking fascinated at them while translating them roughly, and Desmond staring at him with a strange look on his face. I chuckled, wondering what was going through my descendant's mind. I refocused then on the pictures, trying to make any sense of them. There were many of men and women adoring something golden with a rounded shape. "The apple" I thought, understanding it by the shape of the object I was so used to. Then there were several of the apple being divided, and of two people grabbing it, trying to claim it for themselves. The pictures proceeded by telling how the two people ended up dying because of their eternal wish for having the apple and for being right, and how they ended up getting killed because of that. On all pictures several golden like figures could be seen above all the rest, making them seem like gods watching over the people. On the last scene the gods went away, leaving the two people's supporters fighting each other and the apple broken in pieces on the floor. The drawings were quite detailed for being so old. It surprised me quite a lot. Beside that picture, several hieroglyphs could be seen.
"Beware not chosen ones" Shaun explained. We all looked at him, and he then clarified himself. "That is roughly what it says" He said. We nodded, and looked weary at the last track of the corridor that was ahead of us.
We walked ahead, nervous. I tried to get rid of the nervousness that had suddenly gone through my body. The others were trying to do the same, but it seemed like I was the only one that succeeded. I heard Rebecca gulp as we walked ahead. I looked again at my nemesis, and found that his face was as determined and relaxed as before, giving no signs of nervousness or of any other emotion of the sort. He suddenly turned around, and looked me right in the eyes. I looked away, just as he grinned with that grin that he had shown so many times. I saw him with the corner of my eye about to say something, but he was interrupted by Desmond.
"There is a wall ahead" He said. We all suddenly turned around, and looked towards the 'wall' that we had almost crashed into. There were no pictures on it. I then started touching it, trying to find something that showed that it wasn't a wall. If it was a wall it would put us in quite some trouble, since there were no escape routes now here. I was several minutes like this, until I found what I was searching for: A part of the 'wall' that was more into the wall than the other pieces of rock. I quickly pressed it, with all my strength, but it barely moved. I cursed inwardly for not being able to push with both of my hands for grabbing the apple with the other one. I suddenly saw Cesare reaching with his other hand the rock and pushing too. We heard a very loud creaking noise, and soon the 'wall' started going to a side, letting us go through it and get into a room.
We all crossed it quickly, as soon as we saw it slowly returning back to it's original position. We then looked around. We were inside an enormous room, that was so big that wasn't illuminated by the bright light of the torches. I saw Desmond move around the torch that he was holding, trying to illuminate more the room. It was thanks to this that we got to know how the room was. There was a big pool full of sand in front of us, with some pieces of wood lying on top of it. I took a step ahead, but was soon stopped by Lucy as she grabbed me by my arm.
"No" She said, as she pointed at the pool of sand. Making me look more closely at the sand. She then grabbed a piece of wood that was lying around, and threw it at the sand. My eyes quickly widened as the piece of wood was 'sucked' it into the sand, with an incredible speed. "That would have been deadly" Rebecca then commented. The others nodded. I looked around me again, trying to find anything on the walls that indicated that it would be able to cross through there. But there was nothing. The walls were completely smooth, and there didn't seem to be anything else that indicated that it was able to cross safely across the sand through it.
"The wood" Cesare suddenly said. "We can use those pieces of wood to get through" He explained. We looked at him as if he was a complete madman for suggesting that.
"We don't even know what is ahead!" Lucy suddenly said, with a hint of anger in her voice. "That would be suicide!" She then added. The other assassins seemed to nod, agreeing with her, except Desmond, that still was staring at Cesare with that look that told 'You are a complete lunatic'. I stared at the pieces of wood that lied on top of the sand, not sinking into it because of some miracle. Who knows why. It was several minutes after Cesare's proposition that I decided to speak my mind.
"It is the only way" I said, agreeing with my nemesis. The others then stared at me. Lucy opened her mouth, prepared to criticise me for my comment. "Just think about it" I said again. "we are trapped in this small 'island' surrounded by sand and with no walls that would be possible to use to cross. The pieces of wood are the only way" I explained. She looked at the pieces of wood for some time more, judging the viability of the option. It was Desmond who spoke his mind after this, soon followed by Shaun.
"What Ezio and Cesare say is true" He said. His phrase was completed by the historian. "It is the only option". Lucy looked at them, with resignation. "Okay, we will cross through the sand like that then" She said. I could see Cesare grin again, and I couldn't help but smile a bit again. "I'll go first" Desmond said, as he took a step forward, prepared to jump to the nearest piece of wood. Lucy looked at him with a pleading look, begging him to not jump in case something went wrong.
Desmond breathed in and out several times, and then jumped. The first piece of wood was a bit far away, but he managed to land safely on it. Lucy closed her eyes as Desmond landed, fearing to see the piece of wood sink quickly into the sand, carrying Desmond to a almost certain death. However, this did not happen, and Desmond stayed on the surface, grinning. "It's safe!" He shouted. We then grinned, and pushed the other assassins forward, like telling them to jump onto the wood.
We then started to make our way through the sand slowly, very careful. After Desmond Lucy had jumped, then Shaun and after him Rebecca. After that there was me and then Cesare. We both still managed to maintain a very light grip on the apple, even though of the considerable distances between the pieces of wood. Desmond jumped forward another time, and soon we all jumped towards the piece of wood that had been previously occupied by the person in front. Thes process repeated again and again, until Desmond landed on something hard. "I reached the other end!" He shouted, after what had seemed like hours of jumping, but that had been surely only a few minutes.
Lucy smiled, and then jumped towards the other end. Soon they were all on the safe path again, waiting for me and Cesare to cross. I jumped, and landed safely. But it was here when things started to come out wrong.
With my jump, Cesare had lost his balance, due to us still grabbing the apple. He then fell backwards, onto the sand. "No!" I could hear Desmond and the other assassins shout. I jumped forwards, landing on the sand right beside him. I saw the apple and my nemesis start to sink, as did I. I grabbed the apple and Cesare's arm at the same time, and tried to get towards a piece of wood, so we could be safe. I soon realised that I wouldn't be able to do this, when I realised that the sand was up to my neck. The others stared with horror as I started to sink even further. I soon was nearly completely covered by the sand, and the last thing before I was completely covered was to throw the apple to the other four assassins, telling them to keep it safe.
I felt myself falling a long distance, and crushing onto something that pierced my skin. I soon lost my consciousness, and went away to the world of dreams.