You know you have done too much research and/or played too much Assassin's creed when you're at work and you tell your class before naptime "goodnight my little novices". Anyway here is chapter 5 I hope you all enjoy it!

Chapter 5:

A.J was grateful that her earlier assumption about the room on her right being a bathroom; she had spent the better part of about thirty minutes examining the room itself and wondered if it was not some elaborate gas chamber meant to kill her.

The door, of course, was an automatic one but it came with a built in design of locking from the inside to prevent people from barging in on her. She tested the door out to make sure it would not lock her inside and trap her; once she was satisfied knowing that she could control the bathroom lock she turned on the water and tested the shower out, keeping her nose and mouth covered with the neck of her old t-shirt. A.J was happy to see that it was indeed water that came pouring down from the nozzle head and not zyklon B, however, she carefully put her hand under the pouring water to test and see if it was not some sort of acid either. She was happy that her skin did not immediately burn upon contact and breathed a sigh of relief that the room was indeed nothing but a bathroom and not a death trap.

A.J was also grateful that the shower came with some soaps and shampoos for her use as well. While the brands were of a nice quality they just were just scented with the smell of basic soap and nothing else to them. Still, she was not about to complain.

She considered herself lucky that the room was just a bathroom and nothing more.

It only took A.J about fifteen minutes to take a shower; once she was finished she folded her towels and her wash cloth and put them on the metal hanger to allow them to dry. There was a pair of what appeared to look clothes you would find one wearing in a mental ward. A.J ignored their presence and opted to put her own pajamas back on to allow her some small form of comfort in this outlandish situation.

Well, A.J thought as she brushed the knots out of her hair with the brush she found on the sink (still in it's original packaging). At least I feel a little human again.

A.J tossed the brush onto the sink before exiting the bathroom.

She looked around the bland room and wondered what she was going to do next.

She walked over to the main door to see if it would open up and allow her to leave, but unfortunately no such luck.

Damn it! A.J thought as she stomped back to the bed. They are not fucking around.

A.J collapsed on the bed, but she didn't feel the least bit tired. She thought about making the bed in order to pass the time she had left remaining, but she didn't feel she had an obligation to make a bed that she did not ask to sleep in.

The only thing that A.J wanted to do at that very moment was to go home.

She wanted to eat Oreos with Kimmy and debate about how one should properly eat them. She wanted to play PS4 games with Matt and try to beat his run time in Dark Souls. She wanted to spend some quality time with her mom and dad, and tell them how embarrassing they were at times (even if she did say it with a smile on her face).

She wanted to be with her family, but until these people got what they wanted from her she was trapped.

A.J felt a small amount of pressure building up behind her eyes.

Don't you dare cry! A.J ordered of herself before rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. It's not going to help.

The sound of the door sliding open caused A.J to leap up off the bed. Her cheeks flushed when she saw that it was the younger man, Asim, who had entered her room.

Noticing that her eyes were somewhat red and glossy looking Asim asked, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." A.J responded quickly, "I just got some soap in my eyes."

"Oh…"

Wanting to change the subject A.J asked, "What do you want?"

"I just came by to check in on you, and to see how you are."

"I'm fine." A.J could hear how harsh her own voice sounded. Normally she would not apologize for her tone, but once she saw the look of hurt plastered on Asim's adorable face she reluctantly relented.

"Sorry," she said, her tone a little softer, "but I've just been taken away from my family, by a man who says he wants my ancestor's memories. So, I'm a little pissed off at the moment."

"I can understand why you would be upset, but-" The cold hard piercing glare that A.J shot Asim with her dark hazel eyes caused slight chills to go down his backside. It was as though she could see right through him, and it was also unsettling to Asim that her eyes looked downright identical to that of her ancestor's. Almost like the man himself was staring at him and not A.J

It is unsettling how her eyes resemble that of her ancestor's. Asim thought to himself.

" 'but' what?" A.J demanded, "Whatever you have to say, say it then leave."

And she sounds like him too when she is angry.

"Nothing." Asim admitted with a sigh.

"Then go."

"Well, I also wanted to check and see if you are ready to begin the process of reliving your ancestor's memories."

"I guess." A.J sighed.

"Follow me then." Asim spoke in a friendly tone of voice.

Sorry, but I still don't trust you. A.J thought as she wordlessly followed Asim out of her room, discretely taking notes on her surroundings for an escape route.

Unfortunatly for A.J they would not be going far.

Asim only led A.J through the door and into the next room, this one with giantic windows allowing the sun to shine through, bringing light into the large area and allowing its occupants a look into the outside world. But the view wasn't what caught A.J's attention, it was the strange looking chair in the center of the room.

"What the hell is that thing?" A.J asked pointing to the chair.

"That 'thing'" said Vidic from behind the computer monitor, "is called an Animus."

"The Animus is what is going to help us read your ancestor's memories." Asim added in.

"Uh huh…"A.J wasn't sure what to say at this point, whatever she had been expecting when she walked out of her room was nothing compared to what she now saw right in front of her.

"Just how does it work?"

"Simple," Vidic answered without taking his eyes off the monitor, "You get in, lie down, and the Animus scans your DNA. From there we can render the genetic memories into a 3-D image. Think of it like a virtual reality game, but a much more unique experience to each user."

"Sure…Is it going to hurt?"

"Not at all." Vidic reassured her, looking up from the monitor. "From what other participants have told us it is like a heated car seat."

"Ok, then…" A.J looked from the Animus back to the two men, and began to wonder if what the two of them were telling her was the actual truth and not some made up delusions of a mad man.

"Are you ready to begin, Miss Lindemann?" Vidic asked.

A.J took a quick moment to think; she wasn't sure if she was willing to crawl into a machine she had never even heard of before, but she also didn't want to know what they would do if she refused.

But there also was a very small part of A.J that was curious to see if the machine could actually show her the memories of an ancestor of hers.

"Do I even have a choice?" said A.J as she climbed up into the Animus.

She laid back down in the Animus and felt that same uneasy feeling she felt whenever she went to see the dentist. The feeling of being exposed and defenseless.

"Arms down, Miss Lindemann."

Instinctively A.J had folded her hands over her stomach.

"Sorry," A.J said as she lowered her arms to her sides. "Force of habit."

"We are going to be starting you off on a memory that comes close to the memory we need." Said Asim.

"Why?" A.J asked, panicking that she wasn't going to get out of this place faster than she originally had hoped. "Why not just go to the memory you need?"

"We need to ease you into the process," Asim explained, "if we just threw you into the memory we need your mind might reject the synchronization and end the process before it begins."

"I know it's an inconvince, Miss Lindemann." Said Vidic, "But with the results we've had with past participants it is easier and safer to begin reliving the memories that led up to the events we needed than to be tossed right into them."

"Fine." A.J huffed "Let's just get this over with. I want to go home and soon."

"Then let's get started."

A.J felt her backside immediately warm up and assumed the DNA scanning had begun.

Before continuing the process Asim checked A.J's vitals on a separate computer monitor and noticed that her heart rate had increased slightly.

"Try to relax, A.J." Asim advised her, "It will make the synchronization process easier to handle in a calm state of mind."

"Easier said than done." A.J smirked.

Alright, A.J told herself as she took a deep calming breath, focus. Focus.

Satisfied that her heart rate was now at a normal level Asim and Vidic continued the process.

"Get ready, Miss Lindemann." Said Vidic as a visor fell over A.J's eyes. "You are about to relive your ancestor's memories."

Let's do this. A.J closed her eyes and took one last calming breath before the process began.

When A.J opened her eyes she found herself in the memory of that of her ancestor, Malik Al Sayf.

"Amazing!" A.J breathed before succumbing to full synchronization.

If you had made it this far, then congratulations! You made it through Part 1! Now I am going to sleep, because it is 2 30 in the morning. See you in Part 2!