As I woke up, my head drumming in pain, I felt as if I was in a daze, confused as to where I was. I didn't want to open my eyes because I was afraid the light would hurt my eyes and make my headache worse. What happened to me...? Trying to get up, I notice I was tied to something. What the hell? I blinked open my eyes to see exactly where I was, but all I saw was darkness. Panic began to swallow me as I tried to wriggle out of the ropes, when someone spoke.
"Do not fret that you are anywhere unsafe. You must keep quiet until further notice, or I'll have to knock you out again." Knock me out...? Then, it slowly began to dribble back into my mind. I was running away from someone. A fist to the head, which caused my headache and my black-out, but from whom... Altair! He had thrown the punch!
My face turned to a frown. "Altair, you're gonna' wish you never laid a finger on me!" Even though I knew that he would never really regret anything like that, I was willing to try to get out of this mess.
I then heard a chuckle from him, as he said, "What could you possibly do to me that I would regret?" He knew that I couldn't even throw a punch that could make him bleed.
"I could call the police! Or as you call them, guards! Then I could make them chase you until you run to your last breath." It wasn't entirely true, but I would still get the cops.
He suddenly walked off, saying, "I have better thing to do than argue with you." and began to talk with two other men. Let's see. Who came with him...? My head still hurt, so I couldn't think about it for too long, but it came eventually. Ezio and Desmond! I could not hear what exactly they were talking about, and by the time I could, they had already finished. One of them untied me from the post and yanked me up so that I was on my feet. Then he untied my hands and took off the thing that was blinding me from seeing the scenery.
I saw that we were back in the classroom and remembered that school was supposed to still be going on. Dragging me along by my rist, I saw, was none other than Altair. "Why is it so important for you pull me along like a bothersome? Why can't you just leave me alone?" I then saw Altair glance at Desmond, who shook his head.
"You aren't going to get any answers for a long time, so no questions for the time being. We have a long journey ahead of us, and I suggest you save your energy until we get to our destination." Altair replied.
I was about to ask another question, then thought better of it. Instead, I started to think about the situation at hand. Two assassins from the past and a guy with allot of intelligence had come to get me, and at the time being, I had no clue why. It confused me as to why I was so important for me to come with them. Altair was beginning to grip my rist harder and pull with more strength, making it start to hurt.
"Hey! Ow! That hurts!" I yelled, trying to pull away.
Altair looked back at me with fierce, shining eyes. "Well, if you wouldn't slow down every two seconds, then I wouldn't have to put so much force into pulling you." He sounded agitated. He turned around without giving me time to reply to him.
"Bastard." I muttered, only to be yanked forward, nearly slamming into Altair. "Hey!" Even though he was turned away from me, I knew he had a smirk on his face and had enjoyed hurting me.
Suddenly, Altair stopped in mid-step. This time, I did run into him, feeling anger for this act of humor. "What the hell?! What was that-?" Altair hand closed his hand around my mouth.
"Shut up!" Altair whispered.
I then noticed that the three of them had stopped, and Desmond was looking around the corner, tense as if something would come up and attack him at any moment.
Altair had taken his hand off my mouth, giving me a moment to speak. "What is going on?" I whispered. None of them answered, and I remembered what Altair had said about not getting an answer to my questions. I sighed and sat down, only to be pulled up once more.
"Stay up. You need to be on your feet incase we have to run." Altair sounded very serious, and I couldn't help stifle a shiver.
"Ok..." I said in a low voice. Now I really wanted to know what was going on here. It was bugging me and I had to try hard not to swing my head around the wall and see who was over there. We were really close to the doble doors that led outside, and they seemed eager to get out of the school.
It was taking an eternity for them to start walking, but sure enough, we began again, running outside and continuing on until I ran out of breath. By then we were well away from the school, but not far enough, I presumed. What I came up with at that point was that we had to walk to our destination. "Wait, do we have to walk to this destination of yours? My feet are already too tired, and Heaven knows where this area is!"
Desmond looked back at me. "Ofcouse not! Why would I do that? Just to torture you?"
"Well, it just seemed like it since I didn't see a car of yours anywhere."
Desmond breathed out a heavy sigh, then beckoned Altair and Ezio toward him. Then he turned toward me and beconed me over as well. "You need to come here too. We can't leave you."
However much I might not have done it, curiosity was nagging at me, so I went over toward them. Suddenly, Altair grabbed my arm when I was a couple foot steps away and yanked me towards them. The last thing I remember was that Desmond pushed a button and I felt nauseated. After that, it went black, again.
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Waking up and opening my eyes was the last thing I wanted to do because of the lighting in room I was in. It was worse than the classrooms! I had another headache, and this time a belly ache. Nevertheless, I sat up, and surprisingly felt a bit better. Well, that's one improvement. Taking a quick glance around the room, seeing how different it was compared to normal, told me we were somewhere I probably have never been to before, or seen.
I then saw Desmond fiddling with stuff on a desk next to a bed in the room. Curious once again, I stood up and walked over to see what he was doing. He didn't see me, but someone else did. Grabbing my shoulder, Ezio whipped me around and shot me a threatening, transfixed stare into my eyes. It scared the crap out of me when I was suddenly face-to-face with this, making me back up into Desmond in alarm and distress. Desmond let out a yelp of surprise and fell onto the table he was working on, making it fall over with us.
The instant the destruction stopped, I looked up to see Ezio's expression covered in consern and fret. We both knew it was his fault.
At that moment, Altair ruptured through the door, yelling "What happened?" then stopped with the biggest, evil little grin on his face. I had no idea what was so hilarious that it made him smile so big. Then I 'looked' at the position me and Desmond were in. I was sitting on his back with my back to the wall, while Desmond was lying on his stomach, his breath obviously knocked out. I immediately jumped up and turned around to look at how furious he was, but he only look like he was in pain. I wanted to help him; however I wasn't sure of his reaction to me after that.
As he got up, I could see him wince at every movement of his back. I felt terrible that I wouldn't help him, but he wasn't exactly a friend of mine.
At that point, Altair busted out laughing, and I shrank back to the door, and then stopped. Altair was laughing! He never laughs at even the biggest stuff. Guess this got his gut. He abruptly stopped his enjoyment and rushed over to Desmond's side to help sturdy him. I was surprised to not see Desmond punch him in the gut. Ezio went over as well to help him on the bed. Just then, my breath caught up in my throat. I noticed the fact that this was all too familiar, and disturbing to realize it at first, but it came to nothing but that. I was in Abstergo. I yelped inside and began to back away, trying to find the door. My hand suddenly swept upon it, but it had no handles, and I had no idea how to work it.
As if he felt my uneasiness, Altair turned his head in my direction and began to walk towards me. It reminded me of what happen in the classroom when we first met in the morning, and I was sure I had his next move down. Just as I predicted, he shot his arm out at me, but I quickly pushed his arm away and ran up to him, my elbow sticking out in front of me like a sword. It hit his chest and I shoved him out of the way, running to the bathroom door. It was a relief to see it open for me, and the second I got in, I looked at the door to find anything to lock it with. Just as I found the lock mechanism and locked it, I heard them bang on the door, telling me to open it as soon as possible. Like hell I will, I thought. Then another thought passed my mind. How am I supposed to get out of here? It gave me fear, freezing me to the spot. I couldn't go back out there, or I might die the second they're through with me. What am I gonna' do?