The Colosseum and The Prophet Chapter 5, an assassin's creed fanfic

Jessica watched as her body began to glow the same golden light as the sphere. If one were to look from a distance all that could have been seen would be that of a glowing, gold silhouette. She was oblivious of all her surroundings except for the golden sphere which remained in front of her, her left hand placed firmly on it and that was all that seemed to matter at the time. The sphere held her focus and nothing else. Suddenly her body began to feel strange and numb, as though it was tingling all over yet she didn't question it, no questions even entered her mind. She didn't know what she was thinking; she just calmly accepted what was happening as though it was natural. She watched as the golden light began to dim and the colour of her body began to slowly return back to normal, she kept her hand on the sphere as she looked down at her feet, her mind suddenly freed. She could once again see her individual toes resting in her sandals and the short blades of grass appear around them from where she had been stood the entire time.

"What the hell just happened..." she asked slowly, her eyes back to the sphere which was now beginning to dim, she waited for the response of Antonio and Gio, but heard nothing. "Guys?" she called out, her eyes still firmly in place. She then noticed something different, something in front of her, a large shadow that had not been there previously. She looked up managing to tear her eyes away from the now dull sphere to meet the shadowed face of a hooded man holding the sphere out in his hands, and her hand was still resting on top of it.

"Shit" she shouted her heart pounding in her chest from the fright. She pulled her hand off the sphere jumping back as she did so. The man stood still watching her intently as her movements caused the sphere to wobble unsteadily in his gloved hands. Jessica stood fixed to the spot in sheer fright as the man calmly opened up a pouch hanging from the side of his strange clothing and placed the sphere inside of it, he stood there for a moment his arms slightly outstretched at his sides. That was when she heard it, what sounded like two daggers being released from both of the man's wrists as he stood there, something was slowly beginning to register in her mind but she wasn't quite sure what it was yet.

"I..." she began but thinking better of trying to explain herself without knowing the answer she turned on her heel and ran in the direction she thought she had come from. She could have sworn she heard the man chuckle to himself as he watched her run away in panic. He decided to give her a 5 second head start before he would catch her. 5...4...3...2...1, he thought to himself before setting off at full pelt after her. He caught up with her in no time, before she had even reached the inner walls of the Colosseum and launching himself at her he rugby tackled her to the ground. Jessica moaned in pain as she felt the man's weight crushing down upon her as she hit the uneven grass in the centre of the Colosseum.

"Please, please let me go! I'm sorry I didn't mean to touch your ball" she shouted having managed to move round to face him as she wriggled and struggled under the man's grip. He grabbed on to her wrists and held them down flat against the grass, straddling her at the same time keeping the rest of her body still with his legs. She cringed afraid of what the man was going to do her, she shut her eyes hoping that this was all some sort of crazy dream and when she opened them she would be tucked up in bed in her comfy hotel room. But this was all too real.

"Chi sei?" the man demanded as he pinned her down against the floor, "Dove sei? Chi lavora?" he shouted.

"I'm sorry?" she pleaded with the man her brain not able to function with the shock, her were eyes still tightly pressed shut as she cowered, but at the same time she was wondering why his voice sounded oddly familiar.

"Who are you?" the man repeated himself in English this time and waited for a response. Jessica laid still, having now given up in her pointless struggle to free herself she huffed opening her dark brown eyes and looking up at the man's face. She could see his clothing much better now he was closer; in fact closer was an understatement. It was then she recognised his clothing, his white garb with red embellishment, his armour, his cloak, his peaked hood...she looked closely into the shadow of his face, and allowing her eyes to focus and adjust she could see the delicate outline of a thin scar resting on the right hand side of his mouth.

"Ezio Auditore?" she said in astonishment at who she was looking at. The man relaxed himself a little, still holding her down but obviously realising this girl was of no threat to him.

"You are Ezio Auditore?" he laughed, slightly confused as to what he was hearing. Jessica then realised what it had sounded like.

"No..." she said slowly her mind working in over drive, "You are Ezio Auditore...from Assassins Creed" she said almost in a way as though she was trying to convince herself.

"Well I know who I am, but I was asking who you were? And why were you touching my...'ball'?" he asked, his lips curling into a small smirk.

"But you're not real..." she continued dozily.

"Scusi?" Ezio asked confused.

"How is this even possible? When you aren't real, I don't understand?" she babbled on.

"Well I'm quite sure I am real..." he began.

"I wasn't touching your ball; you weren't holding it when I touched it, it was just there floating, it came down from the sky and it's not like I even wanted to touch it, something made me do it..." she interrupted. Still in a daze she had forgot she was trapped underneath him, "Hey get off me" she snapped suddenly starting to wriggle again in a bid to escape the strong Italian's hold.

"Sorry" he apologised letting go as though he had forgot himself in all the confusion, he stood up and dusted himself off waiting for the girl to stand but she continued to lay there staring up at the sky. She raised her hand and pointed to something.

"There, thats where it came from" she said pointing to the top of the Colossuem.

"No..." Ezio corrected her, "That's where I climbed down from with it" he was now most definitely just as confused as she was, what was this strange girl talking about he thought to himself.

"Hey!" she shouted again.

"What?" Ezio replied still confused.

"That wasn't there before and all the lights are gone" she said still lying down flat on her back pointing to a part of the Colossuem that seemed to have magically been rebuilt since she last looked, "Niether was that" she exclaimed pointing to another part, "And where have the others gone?" she said suddenly sitting bolt upright. Ezio crouched down.

"Look I don't know what you are talking about...what others? Where did you even come from? And how do you know my name?" he asked his deep voice speaking softer now.

"You know" she prompted ignoring his questions, "Antonio and Gio?".

"No I...really don't." Ezio replied.

"Hmm, strange" Jessica said rubbing her chin, "Maybe I should go and look for them then?" she asked herself as she stood up staggering slightly before brushing herself off and rubbing her back which was hurting from the impact of her body with the ground.

"Maybe you should?" Ezio agreed eyeing up her strange attire.

"So it was nice meeting you and all that but I'm not sure what's happening right now and...so..." she trailed off observing her surroundings looking bewildered, "I'm sure that wasn't there before" she repeated as her eyes rested on the top of the buildings walls muttering to herself as Ezio watched her carefully. She spun around to face him. "So anyway yeah, cool outfit and all , nice little trick you played there although I don't know how Antonio managed to organise all this so quickly I know he said he knew everyone but this is...well this is just something else" she finished her eyes wide. Ezio remained silent as Jessica began to walk away, this time in another direction.

"Wait" he called after her but not quite knowing why, she stopped and turned back to face him, he hesitated for a moment "Do you even know where you are going?" he asked.

"Well...No" Jessica replied "But I am sure I can find my way back to the hotel, I'll just get a taxi or something" she called back waving her hand at him carelessly as though it wasn't a problem. Ezio strode towards her, what was she talking about he thought to himself as he approached her.

"A what?" he asked.

"A taxi" she replied as though he was completely stupid, Ezio looked at her gone out, he scanned her with his eagle like eyes taking in every part of her as she stood there staring at him a strange expression on her face. She was a pretty girl he thought to himself, quite beautiful in fact after having studied her face but she was wearing such strange clothes.

"Do you know where you are?" he asked.

"Erm yes the Colossuem" she replied confused as to why he had asked her such an obvious question.

"Come with me" he said and without hesistation she followed him to the edges of the building. She approached one of the many arch ways leading out onto the road; however this one didn't have a gate she noticed. Strange she thought to herself that means anyone could get in whenever they liked, why bother with security guards if you weren't even going to have gates. As she got nearer she looked for the road that surrounded the colossuem, the one that the accident had been on earlier but all she could see was a sandy coloured path surrounding it rather than a proper road and beyond that was what looked like a load of fields although it was dark and hard to tell.

"Where's the road gone?" she asked oblivious.

"Erm it's there" Ezio replied pointing to the sandy path.

"That's not the road" she insisted staring at it intently.

"I'm pretty sure it is" Ezio argued, the sound of hooves could be heard approaching from around the corner and the pair both watched as a slow moving horse and cart passed by filled with what looked like some form of crop.

"Oh...my...God" Jessica slowly murmured before passing out straight into Ezio's awaiting arms.

the gold light engulfed her body, as she began to emanate the unnatural glow from her skin. If one was to look from a distance all that could have been seen would be that of a glowing, gold silhouette. She was oblivious of all her surroundings except for the golden sphere which remained in front of her, her left hand placed firmly on it and that was all that seemed to matter at the time. The sphere held her focus and nothing else. Suddenly her body began to feel strange and numb, as though it was tingling all over yet she didn't question it, no questions even entered her mind. She didn't know what she was thinking; she just calmly accepted what was happening as though it was natural. She watched as the golden light began to dim and the colour of her body began to slowly return back to normal, she kept her hand on the sphere as she looked down at her feet, her mind suddenly freed. She could once again see her individual toes resting in her sandals and the short grass appear around them from where she had been stood the entire time.