I am sorry, it took so long- I've been really busy! please review, though! I know Ezio isn't a relative of altair, but it makes a lot more sense if he is in this story!

Ezio, was in his uncles secret library, looking through all the archives that Mario had on assassins. So far, there was no sign of 'The Sisterhood' in any of the books and archives, though he had learnt of the ninja assassin's in Japan, the art of manipulating fear of the English assassins, and the brutal strength in the assassins in South Africa. He was looking in the assassin's archive about the time of his ancestor, Altair Ibn la Ahad, when he struck gold.

One of the main archives in assassins history, is about the assassins in the Syrian Empire, and is the legendary diary of Altair Ibn la Ahad, who was a master assassin ,who became a mentor, and is the reason we know so much of the knowledge and skills we learn and use today. But many things remain a mystery to the present assassin's, as some pages of the diary(known as the codex, see vol.12 chap.65 pg.452)are missing. One of the biggest mysteries is the 'sacred gold treasure' he talks about, also know as the Apple of Eden (see vol.5 chap.5 pg.238 for more information) but there are more mysteries, than just that. At one point, he talks about the visitation of a different group of assassin's that are thought to be female. Who this group is, we don't know, it is believed that they originated in to the north European tribe of assassins who live in a place called Scotland, where it is far north and cold. The Scottish Brotherhood have been asked about this mystery, but the Scottish claim to never have let any females be in the assassins, so know this group were, is a mystery, and believed to be obliviated and overwhelmed by Templars at a later, unknown date, but there is no support and data backing this theory up, as well as the Scottish theory.(for more information look at vol.2 chap.4 pg.67) Another mystery is that…'

A group of all female master assassin's. That sounded very similar to what Cealia talked about, so, looking through his uncle's collection of books, he found volume 2, chapter 4, and page 67. He set it out. A plume of dust that streamed out of it, showing the last time it had been used…

"Carrying on from volume one, looking at the mysteries of Altair's diary, is the unknown group of female assassin's. This is the extract dairy of Altair's diary himself.(Please note that translation is not perfect, and some papers are missing and torn off, and some of the writing has ben smudged out, or is unreadable for our translators.)

'They stood tall, intimidating and looking untouchable. The man,- they were female.
she - them walked up to the man and hugged-

"-missed you!" she said, taking her hood off., with long dark brown hair, pale skin, and a accent I could not classify, she was a beautiful women. The man removed his hood to, and hugged he-"It has been a long time, Cealia."

Ezio gaped. No it couldn't be… that was three hundred years ago! How could Cealia possibly, be around then? He remembered about his puzzle of weather he was immortal or not. The fact Cealia was supposed to be over three hundred years old, and looked exactly the same, was rather daunting. Could he be the same? Did Cealia really exist back then and meet Altair? Ezio forced himself to keep reading.

My master and mentor, al Mualim, stepped forwar-an-thank you."

"I am Cealia, Cealia de Montair,that's Phobee Warrington, this is Ezperanda Belllandi, Liddya Khruchev, Thalia de Luniar, Zoe Montage,Anastasia Khrushev,and Bella Siankawize. Our leader is not here right now a-"-they all wore different clothes,that were all white, and red, with red sashes and had belts that were carved into the shape of the creed, similar to that of the mans,who na-fir-,a extremely long and pompous stupid name, that did not fit him. He was a kind person, but a little sad, and for such a young person seemed so old and while hadso-,had the look of someone so old. in his eye, there was pain, but experience. I could see the young novices already making betts on who would 'charm' certain ladies first. From the gleams in the female's eyes I could tell they knew exactly what they were talking about. I am wary of these assassin's. They had been publically announced that they hated men, and the arrogant especially, like I once was. These people are powerful. If these are the women who make the master assassins, I am worried on the leader is...

Ezio starred at the page. Both Phobee and Experanda were there too. The leader… was still a mystery, that Ezio hoped to solve. He hoped that he could gather a little more information on them. He hoped that she didn't hate men as much as Phobee. He kept reading.

What is most annoying about this mystery, is we know exactly where the lost pages and answers are, in the lost library of Altair, under the castle of Masyaf, but cannot open the door to the library, for the library requires a set of strange keys, that are thought to match the 'hidden gold treasure' that Altair described.

This would be where Ezio's journey for the sisterhood would begin. In Masyaf, and retrieve the keys, and access the library. He had heard that the neighbouring cities had a good assassins hold, where he could pick information about Masyaf. Heaving himself up from the table he had been almost permanently for the last few months, he walked out the library, feeling how stiff his legs were. He would train vigorously before going on his journey, for his few months of studying had taken its toll on his body. Looking outwards towards the setting sun, he gave a shrill eagles whistle, and Altai and Shahela came barrelling towards him, happy, for they had not seen him for some time. He walked towards the palazzo, thinking of how hungry he was. Seeing his uncle, who now had greying hairs and was getting authiritous in his joints, but still active, he sat down and talked about what he had found. Mario agreed with him, suggesting he train some fellow assassin's to take his place, because Ezio might never come back. That thought in itself, was sad for Ezio. To never come back, to never see his uncle again. Monteriggioni had become his home since the Auditore palazzo in Firenze was now abandoned and crumbling. He made a vow, if he should ever return, to restore the family house, his original house, to its former glory, that had not been seen for a long time. Once finished dinner and talking with his uncle, he went up to his bedroom, which he had not seen for some time either. While still young in body-somehow, Ezio felt older, all his memories in this room of so long ago making him realise how much he grown and become wiser. Ezio sat on his bed, closed his eyes, and remembered all his life. It seemed so distant...like it was someone else's, and he was seeing it through another's eyes. As a young child, playing, Fredrico, Perterricio, his father, Veriri, his parents death, and the news of Juilia, that had been the final step to leaving. Coming to his uncles village, Venice, Caterina Stforza, Leonardo, Rodrigo Borgia, the attack on Monteriggioni, Cealia, Rome, Machiavelli, Ceaser, Lucrezia, La Volpe, Bartholomew, Claudia, and everyone else that had made a impact in his life. He wondered the most about Cealia, though. She had given him a giant eagle, and wolf, more training than any one else (abit, in a very short period of time- to short for Ezio's liking) and a view on the world, that he had not seen before, as well as making him immortal? If he had not taken up that mission to chase that small Templar. How different would his life be? Mario would not be here, neither Monteriggioni, would he of got to Rome, and Shahela, and Altai? The for ever staying permanently 40-something? How much would be different? And now he had a new mission: the sisterhood. Ezio had changed-that was obvious. He was no longer a arrogant, ladies man who breezed through life with out a care in the world, flirting with anything, and everything that got in his way, cheeky, mischievous, idiotic- god! Ezio could now see how much an annoying person he must have been to have around. Now, a hard working,honest person who took the hardships of life in his stride and accepted it. A killer, that was a regret, if there was life after death, well, he would be in the deepest pits of hell. Ezio stopped believing in religion long ago. Minerva was the probable breaking point, where he gave up all together in Christianity. He was a wise, deadly master assassin, leader of his order. A high position, that gave him everything- the potentials of what he could do.. but had nothing in a way. No close by family, no wife, no ordinary life. Sometimes he would see the public of what ever town/city/village he was in and feel jealous of the life they lived, and complained about, saying it wasn't interesting. Oh, Ezio could laugh all day at the irony. What he would do to have a boring life. None the less, instead of feeling self pity, Ezio pushed himself away from the idiotically selfish memories-it wasn't all just about him- and thought of the journey ahead of him. The fact how Mario said it could be his last.. that was both scary, but reliving at the same time. Could he finally give up after this one last mission? He had accomplished a lot in his life, but as he once said, 'killing Templars wont bring my family back.' And the Templar order was like a hydra, cut of one head, and two grow back, you had to cut and burn, at the same time to accomplish something. How long would this mission take? And what would he find? Ezio really wasn't sure. He started undressing, and soon fell into bed, asleep, mind still whirring from all the thoughts of his past, and uncertain future. He would have a long few weeks of training in front of him.

this Is a filler paragraph, and the next one, the real adventure will start. but I haven't read assassin's creed revelations, but have a good idea what happens in it, as well as some of its characters, so I may get some of it wrong!

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