I blinked a few times before looking around. This wasn't Ezio's villa, nor was it Rome or Italy at all. I was standing in front of a rock with a golden blade sticking out of it. Two of my hands gripped the hilt, it shined with gold and exploded with light the second I touched it.
"Don't let go, Arthur!" I heard a voice call, but I didn't look up.
I pulled and the sword easily slid from within the stone and I held it up in the air, it felt hollow and weightless. A crowd behind me began to cheer as I held it up in the air triumphantly. It began to shimmer and I felt a presence slide by me, everything around me froze. I could tell I was young, dressed in some form of rags. The presence whispered in my ear quietly.
"Arthur, not yet... Someday you will hold that sword high once more... But not yet, it isn't your time, it is coming..." And with that the sword dissolved from my hand and the presence disappeared.
I groped the air where it had disappeared and the crowd was stricken with confusion. Moments later they grew faces of hatred and distaste. "He's a witch!" They began to cry in a riot, believing I used Black Magic to dissolve the blade.
I shook my head and called out, "No, no! I didn't do it!"
"Well then who did?" Called back the voice. I had no answer to his question and the crowd began to charge at me.
I turned and began to run away, directly into the woods. Tree after tree passed my eyes as I was barely able to dodge them quickly. I ducked a branch, split around a tree and finally ran through a small creek. As I emerged on the other side and passed a tree, the palm of a hand grabbed my mouth and face, pulling me away. The roaring crowd ran by and the figure stood above me, holding me firm while I struggled to fight back. The man looked down at me and spoke with a rough voice.
"Shut up, shut up, Arthur!" His voice was hushed too, "Today, something has happened that will change your life and your children's lives forever."
I finally managed to pull his hand away, "Jesus Christ..." I muttered as I began to breathe heavily. "What the hell are you talking about? That sword was barely in there... And then something stole it from me!"
The man frowned, "Took it? What are you talking about? You mean you lost the Sword?" His face was full of disbelief and worry. "Ignorant child... God dammit... God dammit! What are we going to do now?" He didn't seem to be asking anybody in particular, but was more questioning himself.
"I-I'm sorry... Everything froze and this voice told it wasn't my time to wield it yet and then took it away by magic... How did you know my name?" My voice was now defiant, I wanted to know how he knew who I was.
"We've been watching you for a while, Arthur. It's time you followed me." The man turned around and began to walk away. Something possessed me to follow him as he strode away.
Deep in the forest he kicked the bottom of a tree trunk and it swung open. "Go on, get down there." He commanded me before practically pushing me through the small hole.
"Ahh! What the hell?" I called out as I slid down a chute and into a pile of lush, soft pillows. I quickly moved out of the way as the man came down after me.
"Loading... Loading..." I heard the Animus calling at me as The White Room appeared around me, "Year progression for ancestor: Arthur." Seconds later I watched everything fade away and knew the second that I rejoined Arthur's body that he was much older.
The lake stretched out in front of me for the last hour or so, I was just relaxing. It had been a long time since I could relax. I was just enjoying the breeze of the summer air, finally the sword from the stone was out of my mind. Of course, the moment it leaves my mind, something reminds me of it.
"Arthur..." The voice from so many years ago called me, I recognized it instantly, even after all the time passed. "It... Is time... Approach the water, stand in it where the water meets your waist."
Something possessed me to stand up and stand in the water where I was instructed to. A gorgeous woman rose from the water, her hair was down in golden locks, although she had just come from the water, she was clearly dry. She wore a long, pure-white dress and a sapphire necklace hung from her neck.
"Hold your hands out, just under the surface of the water." She told me what to do and I followed the instruction correctly, dipping my hands lightly under the water. "Close your eyes, do not look until I tell you to do so or you shall surely die."
Her voice was soothing and I felt the warmth flow around me, heard the water as it moved about. I felt the water as it left from its place around my legs, swirling around us as well. I dared not open my eyes for what felt like an eternity. But only thirty seconds had passed from when my eyes closed and she instructed me to open them once more. Upon opening them, the water had settled and when I looked down, the sword from so long ago and affixed itself into my grip.
It still felt as weightless as it had originally. When I looked up, the Lady was already gone, she had disappeared as the sword brandished itself to me. I had named it Excalibur, but I had not known it would lead to the fate of my children's children.
Author's Note: Hey guys, I see those favourites! Thanks for all of it ^_^ I'm glad to be putting them out this fast. I hope you enjoyed the Animus Session with Sir Arthur and Piece of Eden #25. Review, review, review! (: If you guys don't, then I don't know how I can improve. I love that you guys are keeping up, but how can I know if you don't take a little while to tell me how it's going? :) Please, please, please review this one and Chapter 4 ("In Her Shoes") because I'd really like feedback on the journal entry. In fact, I desperately need that chapter reviewed ^_^ because I want to do it more, but if I don't know what you guys think, then I can't decide!