June 16th 1511, City of Constantinople, Turkey
As I casually walked down the stony street I focused my eyes on the sleeves of my outfit and removed few leaves alongside mud off of the ivory colored fabric and a vambrace. A small humming escaped my mouth as I carefully eyed the road, just to make sure that I had the right way. Constantinople was a colourful city, everything here had at least some of the basic shades and I actually preferred their style, not that I'd like to wear one of those whole body tents. To consider it again that could be horribly impractical, don't you think? Still it was beautiful, specially in sunrise - or set.
I'd been here now couple of months and yet it was only a small amount of days since I really used to move around. It certainly was so much more different here, structures and everything than in Rome or Firenze. Of course I still had my skills, they would never go anywhere that's for sure but I'd also learned some new things which needed to be practiced as any other to be perfected and one of those was a use of a hookblade.
At least both of my hidden blades were still in a good shape – unlike some certain others – but I switched the right one into a hook so I could make a better use of it, me being a right handed plus if we have to mention here, I just love ziplines! Ziplines. are. amazing. I wish we'd have those in Rome, would have been so, so handy. This one time I happened to kill two guards at the same time, it was one of my lucky days. They were in so good positions that I couldn't...-
"Watch where you're walking girl. You can't be too careful here"
A man with an Italian accent dropped beside me and certainly if it would have been anyone else but him, I'd say the pee would be in my pants. Not literally. Quickly adjusting my hood I then raised my gaze towards him as he'd been there whole the time.
"Jesus Christ!, damn Ezio where did you come from?!"
"That's exactly what I mean"
I wiped my nose. "Well...let's just say that I knew you were following me! So is there something I should really watch out here, aren't we in our region?" subsequently the only thing I happened to get for the answer was a complete silence with a really terribly meaningful look on our Mentors face. Dropping my faint smile I just sighed deeply and muttered something about understanding. "Fine, I know – always be aware of your surroundings even when you think it is safe blah blah, murderers and Templars and Janissaries on the move, yeah..."
"Then you should act like it as well"
After this sentence I was suddenly and surprisingly so interested about my new boots. I mean wow, look at the leather it's so shiny...and after this I felt a spike of shame tearing it's way into my head. Painful. Even though Ezio granted me the title of an master assassin a long time ago (Long time ago for him. You probably would time it somewhere after The Brotherhood events. To me it was merely a couple years), I still tried – and wanted to be worth it. I really did. It just was my style to whine against everything you possibly can whine against, but even I knew when it wasn't exactly the right time to start being annoying. This was one of them. Only that I still haven't got rid off of my super fast tongue which seems to be spatting out a stupid thing or two sometimes on it's own, but that I don't mind and earlier (much) I made sure that this Italian guy got so used to it. After couple of chase down...and yelling...and a whole punch of bad bad bad words. We really should take some very good patching glue and stick a "not for children" label on HIS mouth. And a "not for public use" on somewhere else maybe.
"I know, I know I'm sorry. I just...nothing's been happening since last week. And yes I shouldn't be complaining about nothingness, it's good to have a little time of...some kind of temporary fake peace, but it feels oddly strange that it's so quiet everywhere. Too odd, it concerns me"
"It only means something's about to happen soon. This won't last for long"
"It never does", I said grimly and observed the merchants we passed by. Nothing strange about them, but still there was something that disturbed my inner calmness. Oh lord, listen to me I'm starting to sound like master Yoda now... feel the great disturbance in the force! Wait where are my thoughts going off again? This is so not proper. After a while of walking I heard the man beside me talking again, but this time only with a more lightened tone. It was a relieving thing to hear, but the second tone underneath it was the one I'd say suspicious. Very suspicious.
"...I think I have been noticing that Yusuf has lately become quite fond of you?", Ezio's brown eyes stopped on me and there was this stupid hidden amusement on him. I snap turned to face him with expression that confirmed my opinion on this...this...thing. I mean, what? Where's he getting with this one? "Hey! Messere Auditore wha' is that supposed to mean!?", my eyes were like two plates by now. Is he serious? Soon he just friendly tapped my shoulder and nodded convincingly. "See, you are not exactly fifteen anymore dear Rena"
"And what is THAT supposed to mean!? Dude I wouldn't be talking if I were you! How about that Sofia Sartor of yours? You're not exactly twenty anymore, right?" Crossing my arms I quickly skipped over a fallen person on the street who seemed to freeze the rest of his movement in confusion, when these two hooded persons just went along with their businesses. Outrageous. Ezio showed no clear change of mood, but his voice told me that there was something he didn't knew. And sadly I knew what it was, too bad I slipped it again. It would be daydreaming to even imagine that he'd miss this kind of thing.
"How you know of her?" he asked raising slightly his eyebrows, but I never had the chance to answer. "Ah of course, should have guessed...you have been stalking me again, Sí?"
"False accusing! I am completely innocent, I did it only once!" and this was true of course. But I also had an another reason as well, why I knew 'bout Sofia. He just shook his head and what's in it for me, I finally gave up babbling shitty jokes. Ezio was nowadays the guy who really didn't laugh at all, at least not like you'd expect a regular person do. That of course were understandable in many ways, taken to his whole life, duties and age, but I never stopped teasing him. To be seriously speaking I was sure that even though he rarely showed signs of pure joy, he would still find me funny and sometimes even liked, what my occasionally "unrespectful" mouth brought by.
And how I knew it? Well, I just did because the situation wasn't like that always. I have known him since...since when it was? It's weird how my latest memories are starting to fade in a way and it feels like he's just been always in my life. I'm used to him, but let's get back to what I was saying – I've known him 'bout since he killed Savonarola. And we've been through hell of a lot, good and bad things.
Plus no we're not going to get married after that sentence. Forget it.
Continuing...yes, mostly really unnecessary not-good- things, but there sure are some light points as well, me being the first one of his assassin apprentices. Kind of I unofficially was even before he became The Mentor. We were...let's say stuck together. Oh wait...that came out wrong! But it sure wasn't all that glorious back then, he made mistakes with me and I made mistakes with him. Learning on both sides in that hard way I would say. It were really slow and stucky at the beginning.
Still after some happy time he managed to turn me from annoying brat to an skilled freerunner, killer, thief and many other things, except that I'm still an annoying brat, with a little less of annoying. That part didn't go anywhere though I made him couple hundred times wishing it. And for a turn I helped him later on to keep his rags on (yea that was a problem) and I'm pretty sure he somehow always managed to find his less serious side with me.
Funniest thing is, that after all this I'm still twenty-three. Before you think anything wrong I can ensure to you that no, I did not beat Altaïr's record, not even close. How is that possible then, well just let me tell you. I haven't been here whole the time, and by here I mean in this time which includes the entire life of Ezio. Actually I'm not from here at all, which should be pretty obvious to you after all that Star Wars crap: I was born in nineteen ninety-seven and here I am in Constantinople Aka. Istanbul as known in modern days. And some folks now in here too.
This is a complicated thing. If I'd count all the years I have spent here I guess I should be somewhere around thirty five more or less and once I was too. I've been spawning rarely back and forth from the day I was indeed fifteen as he said - to the middle thirties, until the portal appeared for the last time. I left our Brotherhood in Rome and went back to my dull old life watching CSI from TV, but when I returned after a great deal of time I found out how wicked thing that portal can be. When my feet touched the ground I found myself being back at my twenties. Yep.
I got younger.
All of my memories and experience were at their rightful place, but I was twenty again because the portal makes the time in my original place to go slower compared to this. For example, if I spent three years with Ezio and then go back to the modern time...(Otherwise I'd say home, but my current place is more of an home to me than anything else there, it's complicated again) it could be that it is just a year I actually was away. Or two months. Or half of an year. No one knows, it changes all the time and can't be predicted, as the times it appears.
That's why I' am always trying to be in this as long as I can or feel good. And believe me it's not so hard. I think you do believe. Back to us.
Hot wind blew across the streets and the midday sun shone right down in the sky. Fortunately my hood covered my eyes from it so I had no problem of seeing, but a slight sweat on me told that it was hot. Real hot. Smell of fresh spices tickled my nose, when I realized where we were: really close to our headquarters as this was the Galata district. I'd been observing the city from a high place which ya folks would be calling a view point, but unfortunately I can't learn the whole freakin' area by pressing V button and listening some epic music. You actually have to spent there couple of times briefly sitting and practicing your memorizing skills. Can you imagine that?
"If you have been this whole the time not saying a word, I should be either relieved...or worried about the things going through your mind. You tell me which one it is?" Remarking just now that Auditore had stopped with his hand calmly holding on a sword, I slowly turned around more of an accidental manner. I had just drifted straight forward not realizing our decreasing speed, but also now caught this little unnoticed notch of an smile somewhere corner of his mouth. It was enough for me so I flashed my happiest smile back to him and shrugged. "I was just rememorizing some old stuff back in Roma. You know...back when you still used to be fun", I grinned. He did a slightly weird expression with his face.
"You don't think I'm fun anymore, do you?"
"Nope. Boring as hell"
"Hmm, so what were you doing again? Rememorizing? What if we'd do that one together...torna qui! Catch me if you can!", in that very instant he caught my money pouch to his hand within seconds and started running towards the nearest building as people on the street threw themselves out of the way yelling curses.
For a moment I was stunned by this unexpected action, but afterwards I was feeling it again, the strong kick of free excitement. This was a challenge! "Heeeeey, what a nerve! Hey grandpa THAT'S so not fair! You cheated, that's cheating you took advantages!", I screamed after him with a made up anger, but then determinedly sprinted to the layers of barrels and vanished to the first balcony, leaving the watching and wondering city folks behind. I had missed races like this so long. This was the real life, but you know...
Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.
Sup guys! This is my newest thing i made up. I don't know how much i'm going to write this, but let me know if you want more.
This is also somehow different than other things I've done since this will be completely in English AND this isn't a continuous story in the regular way. As the description says i will write these short "cut offs", of the special memories in the time order, except that i will do some flashbacks also. So the "story" is going on but you know, there will be this kind of jumping which i'll make so that you still follow me.
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