MONDAY,9th JANUARY 2018
17:10 P.M.
WELLINGTON AIRPORT
Flynn was counting all the bags they had pack for this trip, thank god it's only for three days which means there are not much bags, after finishing she checked her list and look over to Altaïr who was looking through some food Brielle was showing.
Flynn was relieved to know that Altaïr doesn't need for Brielle to talk to understand... He likes that she doesn't have to talk since he respect silence, Brielle was being energetic and bouncing around showing the foreign man what's good to eat and all.
After picking a light meal from a nearby café, Brielle and Altaïr was munching on some coffee bun Brielle enjoyed it seems that Altaïr finds his interest in it too. Flynn was having a healthier snack which was a Vegetarian Sandwich or something, three of them eating without a care in the world.
"ALL ABOARD TO GATE 3, GATE 3"
The woman had called earning attention from three of them which quickly gobbled on their snack before running towards the gate, as they reached there Flynn shake the man's hand and whispering a few things before he nod and escort us somewhere else.
Brielle hardly rides her own private jet so she doesn't really know what's going on until they got there seeing her own bright blue jet, of course it made her nervous but Flynn and Altaïr was there so they climb up the stairs and take their own seats.
It's was a 12 hour ride of foolishness, food, memes and admiring views from above. Altaïr and Brielle had already fallen asleep leaving Flynn alone reading her novel, she sigh and stop reading as she look up to be met with the view of Altaïr and Brielle sharing blanket falling asleep on his shoulder and on her head it was.....adorable and she just had to take a picture probably show it to them later.
After hours of sleep and goofing around they finally landed in Venice, Flynn had rent a car and drive straight to one of the Wellington's Summer Home or vacation house near the beaches. In the car ride both Altaïr and Brielle was enjoying watching the movie Moana while Flynn drives, after hours they finally reach the house and quickly carry their own bag into the house. It wasn't a mansion or anything big it was just enough for the whole family and it was invitingly comfortable, Flynn has unpack her stuff and went straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner while Altaïr and Brielle went to the living room after unpacking and decide to read.
[TIMESKIP]
After all is done they all went to bed which leaves Brielle alone in her bedroom thinking of her encounter with Shay and Haytham days ago, sighing she found herself so deep in the thoughts of for some reason hoping to see Shay once more... at least... looking over to her wrist she saw the letter E starts glowing brighter and brighter every seconds slowly she covers her hand and is met with a sudden rush of cold breeze hitting her face.
Curious, she slowly stood up from her spot where she was surround with walls probably an interior of an abandoned building... a sound coming from the other side of building urge her to move and inspect furthermore, Brielle's knee suddenly weakened which cause her to use the wall as support. Sliding her way to the sound as she got closer the sound brings up to a painful grunt and a few hitting sounds, she peak under a small window near her feet and there she saw him... the man she came here to search for... as if acknowledging her presence he look over to her and let out a weak voice that burns her rage fuel knowing who's work this has been...
"mi.....aiuti......per favor....e..."
With that the whole visions fade bringing her back to reality, on her bed staring at her wrist where the letter E seems to have been getting dimmer every second. Knowing where she could probably begin this search she sleeps with full determination hoping to begin the search as soon as possible!
'sto venendo per salvarti!'
TRANSLATION:
Sto venendo per salvarti:
I'm coming to save you.
Mi aiuti, per favore:
Please, help me.
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