Where am I. I thought. I quickly got up where I was. In was soon greeted by the man I saw. Short brown hair, brown eyes and a scar on his lip. "Rise and shine buttercup." He joked. "What happened?" I asked. "So you don't remember, all the screaming, cursing, and even you passing out?" I stared at him. "You did?!" He sounded shocked. "All I remember was being kidnapped." A man in a lab coat walked into the room. "Because Jasmine Alcuin came out, it appears your sensitive to the animus. Your father forgives you for your ill behavior." He stepped over to the side. "Now, follow me." We both go up and followed the man."Desmond Miles." The younger man held out his hand. "Rozlyn Bishop." I shook his hand. "Now's not the time to get all friendly, come!" The old guy snapped. We quickly followed.
"You two are here to gather information for the templar order. The only thing that we seek is what lies in your past, nothing else and nothing more." Once he finished I opened my mouth. "And what if we don't want you to you know, be held captive by you freaks!" He looked at me. "You don't have a choice in the matter." I shook my head. "Figures, all you Templars care about is order and control." I saw before lying down on a table. Desmond followed suit something slide up to our eyes and I was instantly transported back to a memory.
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The Higher Path
FanfictionCaptured by Templars, forced into some kind of machine, seeing the lives of her ancestors. These are many things that happened over the course of the day for Rozlyn, daughter of the owner of Abstergo. Born into the life of a Templar, only to have it...
