Ezra was tired and scared. She stopped struggling as the guards dragged her battered body across Abstergo. She looked to the sides trying to find a way to escape but found none. She only saw people in nurse scrubs and the occasional guard. She let her head hang as she cried.
"Bring her over here," someone told the guards. Ezra whimpered as they approached a room. As they entered the room, she heard someone curse in Spanish as they ran towards her. The guards dropped her onto the ground and left. She could only whimper in pain as she curled up into a ball.
"Here's the assassin, a medic is on the way to treat her injuries," the person from earlier said. Ezra froze in her place as someone else approached her. "Keep an eye on her. If she even tries to escape, she'll die." With that, the person left the room and the door slammed shut.
Alicia gritted her teeth once Alexander left the room. "Bastardo."
She knelt down next to the battered girl and sighed, "Ezra, sweetie, puedes levantarte?"
Ezra just whimpered as she pulled her knees closer to her chest. Everything hurt.
"I'll take that as a no... Shit." Alicia stood up as the door slid open. The doctor sighed as he saw the assassin on the ground. "How is she?" he asked.
"Refuses to move or answer."
"Let's get her into the other room."
It didn't take long for the doctors to get Ezra to cooperate. Half an hour later and the assassin was bandaged up and sleeping in the cot they had provided for her.
"You'll be able to commence on your search once she wakes up. Just make sure she isn't putting pressure on her right leg and isn't moving too much," the medic told Alicia as they walked across the room.
"Thank you, sir. May the father of understanding guide us."
a/n: This the rewritten version of Choosing Sides. New title and stuff. What does this have that CS doesn't? Art and the characters have a set goal and personality.
Check out my tumblr for some art! assassins-n-templars