Today marks the 250th year of my death and subsequently rebirth at the hands of the Piece of Eden. I have become immortal. It is hard to know everyone that I once knew has perished to death's hand, and yet I live on. I have been hiding for 150 of those years. Coming out to get food and check the local news. Our war has been taken underground. Only fought in the open when no other choice is available. I stay away. I will not be mixed up in that once more.
I have revealed myself to one person. His name is Mario Auditore. He, like me, was an assassin. It was purely unintentional that he found me. I had been hiding in a small village called Monterigionni. Had I of known that it was owned by the Auditore family; I would have taken my companion and ran the opposite direction. They are descended from my master, Altair Ibn-La'Ahad. He, unfortunately, is my companion. Has been for 250 years, but, unlike myself, he has never woken up from his slumber.
Back to the meeting. I had come out to get supplies. It was the longest I had ever left Altair's side. I stayed to the side streets, never meeting others' eyes. I feared the normal man. I feared what I had become. Gathering what I needed, I headed back. That is when a corrupt guard grabbed my arm. He wanted something that I was not willing to give. Before I had time to draw my hidden blade, a man, Mario, punched the man in the face. I was released and ran. Leaving everything behind. He followed me. Found me.
He began to talk to me. I did not understand him. I knew no Italian. I never bothered to learn it. I knew only Arabic and the English my mother had taught me. She hailed from England. All I could do was shake my head. Then he surprised me. He knew English. Asked me my name. I told him. Why I gave him my real name, I do not know but I did. He handed me my things, and asked what brought me to Monterigionni. I told him I was making a new life. Trying to forget my past. It was not the truth, but it would do. He nodded, welcomed me, and left.
I could tell you I was not intrigued by him, but I would be lying. Later, after checking on Altair, who still slept, I slipped into my old robes, strapped on my equipment, and quietly ran across the roofs of the old city. It was refreshing to free run once again. Across the rooftops, with the moon at my back. I had not done much of it in many years. Unfortunately, I was enjoying the freedom, that I did not see the man who tackled me onto the roof.
I hit hard enough to feel my teeth rattle. Rolling over, Mario stood over me, sword in one hand and a hidden blade gleaming in the other. I knew I was finally caught. By another assassin, none the less. It was not how I wanted my story to come out, but it did. I told him who I was and what had happened. I told him everything, and that is when he let me go. We became good friends. I never put back on the robes, but would help him with problems, or defense of the city. No one, save for him, knew who I was or whom I hid. Until the day, many years later, when Cesare and Rodrigo Borgia, laid siege to Monterigionni. I did not know it then, but it took a life to wake him. Someone who had touched the Piece of Eden had to die for us to awaken. In my case, it was Altair's son, whose life was given to wake me. In Altair's case, it was Mario.
Here, in the mists of our true awakening, is where our tale begins. When I fight for everything the assassins have fought for, and where I learn exactly what the creed means. My name is Alanna Dowd and this is my tale.
I am trying a story from first person POV. Never done this type before. Anyway, read and reveiw and let me know what you think. I am still working on soem of the timelines but it will come together, hopefully. Myself, I have not played AC 2 or Brotherhood, but my husband has. I have not finished AC1. I have very little left. I am a stickler for detail and must get all in the game. A few more things and I am done. Yea! Anywho, I hope you like the new tale.