Trapped in the Ananimus

The apple

I was bearly 16 years old when we went on a trip to a vacation place and I got this great idea about exploring the place. It was on a mountain hill, 30 min with car to the closest town.

Going around i felt something dragging me, like someone guiding me around.Then I saw a cave, something was glowing inside. Glowing means something interesting, meaning it got my interest.

After some time walking, i found it. It was little, worn with the time. It looked like an apple.
"Mommy gona be angry if she sees you. Money, they will sell you." Slowly rensing the apple with my shirt
It began to glow, pretty coulores.

"Will you help us?"
"Sure."
Mommy always told me to help those in need, as long as they weren't dangerous.
"All us, will be you." Was the last word i heard.

My body felt as if it was torn apart before resembled again, feeling warm and new. Cool, a newborn feeling. No, wait what.

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As he took the apple he saw a young girl standing in front of him. There was one man and to woman behind her, saying over and over again.
"Take care of her....... take care of her."

Then he saw a map,with a marking on. It had to be a cave.

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Awakening was a hard thing, but not hard as 'ohh, morning. I want to sleep more.' but more like'WHAT A HELL!! MY BODY ISN'T Listening!' type of feeling.

The eyes was actually not the first thing to obey me, my hands. I let them go slowly over my body, everything felt hole. Oky, not missing anything . But instead of jeans and shirt, I got a long dress.

'OKY,EYES OPEN!' slowly telling my shelf.
I was in some kind of dark cave or something. Slowly raising up, wow, head spinning and not seeing a slag thing, fantastic.

Some footsteps ecco around in the room, a faith light coming closer and closer.
To scared to do anything, sat as still as i could.
In the corner of my eye I saw it come closer and closer, the sound, yes. The person was already in the cave.

A small shock went through me as i saw around without moving my eyes, this was a grave chamber. All made in stone.

He came closer and closer, from behind me, whispering things I didn't understand. Arrabic i think. He slowly went around me, standing in front of me.

"Altair..."I know, maybe i should stay quiet, but the name just rambled into my head.

He goes down on his knee in front of me, no this is to emberessing for me. So i let one hand on his shoulder, then its like we are connected. We share one set of mind.
"Don't kneel"
He raise up on in a instant.
"I have the apple." He takes it and shows it to me.
Slowly taking it, it suddenly turns to dust, surrounding my arm. So hot, i see as marks are burned into the skin, golden marks.

He then gestures a hand to help me off, i slowly putting my feet to the ground. I had different clothes then this Altair, like if they were from a different time.

Trying to set of a talk, we find out that tutching other let me understand them.

"Who are you?"
"Altair .......".the rest was like buffere, not letting me know.
"What do you do?"
"Grand Master Assassin....."

There it stopped as we slowly went into the open area, the sun was so refreshing. I stopped and looked at the Assassin, he was staring at me. With HUGE eyes, as same as two others of his type.