All right…here's Chapter 3 for 'Things Change'…Hope ya'll like it

Disclaim: I Do NOT Own Assassin's Creed…I only own Alexandria

Note: Altair makes an appearance:)

Chapter 3

(Later on that night)

Altair walked into the library. He was looking through the rows and rows of books, until something caught his eye.

A trail of drops of blood.

"What the…"

He followed the trail.

He stopped when he heard some soft crying. He looked and saw Alexandria, sitting on the seat with one of her hands wrapped in a piece of linen.

"Alexandria,"

She stopped crying and looked over her shoulder.

"Oh, Lord Altair."

She looked away from him and turned back to the window.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were here."

She got up and started walking to the exit.

"I'll leave if I'm disturbing you."

He grabbed her arm. She looked at the hand on her arm.

"What happened?"

She looked at her injured hand, then back to Altair.

"I punched a window."

Altair shook his head. He took her injured hand in his hands.

"Why would you do this?"

She shook her head and pulled her hand from his grasp.

"You wouldn't understand."

He felt his anger controlling him. He grabbed the young woman's upper arms. He ignored her started gasp.

"I can see you are in pain, Alexandira. But, I'm one of your elders and you will not speak to me like that."

"Yes, Lord Altair. Please forgive me, Lord Altair."

He gave a simple nod of his head and released her arms. He grabbed her injured hand. She hissed at the contact. He examined the hand.

"You need to have this taken care of."

He released her hand.

"Follow me."

She followed Altair out of the library, holding her hurt hand and with her head low.

She hissed as Altair started disinfecting the cuts on her hand.

"You're lucky they don't require stitches."

She didn't say anything, because she knew that Altair was disapointed with her. She could see the disappointment on his face.

"I'm sorry, Lord Altair."

He looked at her. He shook his head.

"Don't worry about it."

She looked away from him back to her injured hand.

The room was deathly quite. Altair wasn't saying anything, because he was to busy working on her injured hand.

Alexandria let out a deep sigh.

"Ezio was with another woman."

Altair stopped wrapping her hand and looked at her.

"I thought you two were seeing each other."

"Until then."

Altair looked down to her hand and continued wrapping her hand.

"How did you know?"

"I could smell the perfume on his neck."

He finished wrapping her hand, and then looked back to her.

"What am I suppose to do, Lord Altair."

"Alexandira,"

Altair stood up and placed a hand on the young woman's shoulder.

"It's really up to you what you need to do."

Dropping her head, she let out a deep sigh.

"It will be hard, Alexandira. But, sometimes things have to happen to make us stronger."

She looked back up to her older teacher.

"Thank you, Lord Altair."

He gave a small smile and chucked her chin. He walked out, leaving her alone.

Only time would heal the scars that Ezio had afflicted.

Alexandria looked at her injured hand.

Her injured hand reminded her so much of herself.

She was damaged from what Ezio had done to her, but her wounds were not wrapped and they were not healing. Seeing Ezio would not help her wounds. She had to get away from the Brotherhood's bureau for some time. She would not be gone forever, because Italy was her home.

She stood up and walked to the door.

She knew what she had to do.

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