The Wall of Truth Will Crack

Chapter 9: The Wall of Truth Will Crack

"Cole…"

"Sixteen?"

"I'm here Cole. Now… I need you to focus here. Remember, I am only able to show you the pieces, but it's up to you to put everything together."

"I understand."

"Focus…"

He presented me with a large photo, a photo that seemed normal enough. Well I mean, it's a picture of me detonating the ray sphere. Doesn't get any more normal than that I guess.

"Use your hand; I will serve as your sixth sense."

I raised my hand, making it parallel to the picture. I slowly began to move my hand across the photo. Each time I moved my hand, I felt a tingling sensation in my palm.

"Trust your sixth sense…" Sixteen instructed.

I noticed that each time my hand got closer to the ray sphere, the tingling sensation in my hand would intensify. The ray sphere must be my target. When I placed my hand directly over the ray sphere, the tingling sensation in my hand was at its peak. Breathing suddenly became difficult, I was practically on the verge of hyperventilating.

What's going on?

"Stay calm. Now… connect…"

As my hand got closer and closer to the ray sphere, the tingling sensation intensified further, almost unbearable. My hand began shaking uncontrollably and had to use my other hand to keep it in place. Once I made contact with the ray sphere, the tingling sensation stopped and my hand felt warm.

Letters and numbers began scrambling themselves above me. After some time, they spelled out Piece of Eden 22. I removed my hand and noticed a golden piece standing out in the silver ray sphere.

The rest if the image faded away, just leaving the ray sphere and its abnormal golden piece.

"It was the ultimate weapon. Rumored bigger than the fruit itself…" Sixteen stated.

I reached out towards it and touched it. It manifested in my hand and became whole. I reached out and held it in my hands to study it further.

John wasn't kidding when he said this thing felt alive. Like something inside was lurking, waiting to be released.

But what does this golden piece mean? What does…?

The ray sphere suddenly turned golden in my hands. It slightly opened up and I saw many symbols flying quickly around me. I was only able to catch a few that were instantly familiar but there were a lot that I couldn't make out or understand.

Then the golden object split, leaving me two halves in each hand.

Did I break it?

The remaining halves were soon filled in by half a ray sphere.

They began violently pulsating in my hands.

"Agh…" My hands began to tremble, and then soon my arms.

My vision was soon blinded by a bright golden light and a high pitched ringing sound went off in my ears.

"S.P.R.E.O.; One in the same, a dangerous combination."

~IF~AC~

Zeke P.O.V.

I was watching an old favorite western movie when I heard Cole groan in pain. When I looked over at him his face was contorted in pain. He was breathing heavily, sweating profoundly and shaking.

Must be running a fever or something.

I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a towel. I turned on the faucet and ran the towel under some cool water. I took the towel and went back to the living room. I placed the cool towel on Cole's forehead and adjusted his body to so he could rest easier on his back.

The strange markings that I had seen on the side of Cole's head had spread to his forehead and to his cheeks. They were much more prominent and pulsated quickly.

Cole stopped shaking, his breathing back to a more normal pace, and seemed to no longer be in pain. I watched him closely to make sure he was completely calm. He breathed deeply and his fingers twitched on the occasion.

He seems to have calmed down now. I returned the towel to the kitchen, and then went back to watching my all time favorite western movie. If only you were awake Cole. You love this movie.

All in due time I guess.

Then I saw the one thing that would piss any able bodied person off.

The Breaking News Logo.

This had better be good. I had reached out to my living room table to pick up my bottle of beer. Watching the news is always better with a little buzz is what I like to say. Well bottoms up.

"In this breaking news, formerly impeached U.S. president, Brett Navarro has been found dead just outside Washington D.C."

I spit out the swig of beer I had just taken. I didn't care about the potential buzz I had just lost as I intently watched and listened to the breaking news broadcast.

"Because of D.C's. extremely tight security, we have been not been able to get any further details, and details are being released to us on a very limited basis. As we get new information we will be sure to give them to you. There is no word yet as to whether or not this is a homicide or suicide. Here's Tom, with more information."

Suicide?

"Yes Chris, as we very well know, Navarro was impeached just two days ago. After his questionable actions as president, many people have actually questioned Navarro's mental stability. Which is why that this being ruled a suicide are very likely. His impeachment could have been the key factor that pushed him over the edge. Back to you Chris."

"Thanks Tom. We will provide updates as they are given to us."

Something definitely is up here. Navarro was impeached two days ago and he's dead. And what was all this crap of him possibly being mentally unstable? The Navarro I voted for and the Navarro I got were two entirely different creatures. I know that some presidents fall back on their promises or unable to fulfill them to the fullest, but none have ever done a full 360 and do the complete opposite.

And I can bet my bottom dollar that Conney has something to do with it.

Cole let out another groan.

I knew I could always count on my buddy to back me up.

~IF~AC~

Cole P.O.V.

Sequence 11: All Things Come To He Who Waits

Synchronization rate: 35%

I awoke with a start. Everything Sixteen had told me was imprinted in my mind.

S.P.R.E.O; One in the same, a dangerous combination…

Damn…

"Oh Cole, you're awake!" I looked up and saw Luisella come in through the door.

"I did not mean to wear you out so much," She said with a giggle. "You have been asleep for most of the day." She exclaimed.

I looked out the window and it appeared to be the evening. Man how long has it been since I've slept in? The only thing that could make it better is if I had pleasant dreams with it.

But I think I spending the night with the beautiful Luisella Cadone makes up for it.

"Is everything alright?" Luisella broke me out my thoughts. She sat at my bedside and had softly placed her hand on my cheek in comfort.

"All is right now." I responded. I leaned up and kissed her softly.

I didn't feel the need to bring up the dreams I had. I didn't want to bother her with something like that.

"Va bene. I ran into Ezio on my way here. He said that wished to speak with you." She said.

"Where is he now?"

"Just south of here."

"Alright, I will go find him." Based on the expression Ezio had on his face, this must be about something serious.

I put on my robes, armor, and placed my weapons in their holders.

"And what will you be doing in my absence?" I asked Luisella

"Tending to the house. Contrary to popular belief, I am still a woman."

I guess I would know, better than anyone possibly.

~AC~IF~

I was walking around the west side of town, trying to find Ezio. If they played hide and seek in this time, this guy would be champion.

My vision had become distorted once again. Everything was in a dark hue; like before, some objects glowed white, some glowed red, some not at all. Within the crowd I noticed someone glowing bright blue. Is that…?

I walked towards the blue figure. Once I had reached the figure, my vision had returned to normal.

Well look who I found.

"Ezio." I called out to him.

He turned around. He still had a grave look on his face.

"Ah Cole. I am glad you accepted my request to see you." He started. "I trust you had a good night?" He said with a knowing smirk.

"Yes I did" I gave a soft smile. His smirk faded away and his face returned to his grim look.

"What did you want to talk to me about?"

"Come. We shouldn't talk about it here. We might be watched." He said.

I knew what he was talking about "being watched". But at the same time, I didn't have the slightest idea.

He turned, ran up to a building, and began to climb it; I followed him.

After some time, we reached the top. The view of Venezia is simply stunning.

"Now, I haven't been able to put all the pieces together," He started. "But I am able to figure this much out."

"I said I felt like my work had taken a strange turn. I feel like there is something more happening here. For almost ten years, I have been focused on getting my revenge on those who had slain my family. But I feel like there is something more than getting revenge."

"If I may be honest with you Ezio, I have that same feeling. I anticipate something big coming. Something that could change the way I think and feel." I responded. I had to stop myself from bringing up the strange dreams I've been having lately. I am just now starting to pick up on their meaning, but my gut is telling me there is a lot more to it.

"There is also something else that is bothering me."

"What is it?" I asked.

"You."

Well.

"Why me?"

"Our meeting felt more than just a coincidence. It felt like it was supposed to happen."

"I feel the same way brother." Brother? Why did I say that?

He looked at me, looked to be deep in thought before turning away, looking at the incoming sunset. A silence had fallen between us.

I walked towards him and placed his hand on his shoulder in comfort.

"I don't know much now. But I feel, no, I know that with time, the wall of truth will crack. And all that we wish to know will be revealed." He said.

I couldn't agree more.

We stood on the rooftop watching the sunset.

And waiting.

More of Sixteen's cryptic messages! What do you think S.P.R.E.O stands for? Hint: the letters are scrambled. When properly unscrambled they stand for two different things, but they are related to each other. Leave a review! ; D

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