This isn't right Ch.1ZEUSXDANA (MAYBE OTHER LOVE FLUFF)
This isn't right
Dana huffed in and out as she ran down the street with her black backpack bouncing up and down against her back. Her short boyish brown hair was moving slightly with the wind rushing against her face, as her blue eyes darted back and forth looking for any infected monsters and at her watch attached to her wrist. She would be late to school soon. She quickly jumped over a rusty, broken old taxi that had crashed to a street light about a few weeks ago. She looked at her watch a second time, her little gray watch shined in the rare sunlight beaming
Don't Fall Asleep On MeMalik furiously dodged the sliver blade as it dashed toward his neck and stabbed the Templar's gut and withdrew his bloody sword. He watched as more Templars circled around him and was getting weary of fighting them all. His brown eyes scanned the brick wall to see his younger brother, Kadar, hop over a wall after another. Swinging from the low lit heat lamps form the ceiling. Trying to reach the Apple of Eden across the other side of the giant wall. Malik attention turned back to another Templar as it drew out its sword. Malik watched as it charged forward and he easily moved out of the way and sweeped the fool and stabbed him while he was down. Malik, the trained assassin he was, easily took more of them down but was reaching his limit. More and more Templar's were coming and it was all because of Altair. Altair foolishly tried a direct attack on the Leader of the Templars and failed at doing so. And just like that he left them to defend themselves. Malik ears perked up as he heard aDon't Fall Asleep On Me3 years ago in Drama More Like This
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Dana rubbed the sides of her temples as she stared at the computer, for the last 12 hours. She sighed as she rested her hand against her cheek. She kept on scrolling down to read the documents from Blacklight. Dana glared at the screen. "Nothing interesting in here that can help," she sighed as she leaned back against the seat and rubbed her head tiredly. "God I need to breathe." She mumbled as she turned off the laptop and spinned around in her spinning chair. She let her red sneakers drop to the cold, cracked ground as she stopped to gaze at the gray room. She scanned the cracked walls, the facts,maps, and pictures on them and the dried up blood splatter on the wall from previous Blacklight soldiers. She pulled her short brown hair back as she took in deep breaths. She felt cluster phobic, somehow the room felt cramped. She quickly jolted out of her seat as her feet sprang from the ground and dashed toward the old door. She let her fingers coil around the cold do
"Please Forgive me, Malik" If only. If only he was smarter then. Wiser. Why, why did he have to be so stupid? And Malik paid such a high price. Kadar, poor Kadar. He paid the highest price of all: his young life. So many regrets, so many innocent lives.So much pain. So much hurt."Please Forgive me, Malik"5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He knew that he couldn't do anything. He couldn't give Malik back his arm or revive Kadar,but his heart wrenched every single time he saw that familiar tanned face. He would give anything to right those wrongs,but he knew an opportunity like that would never surface. Even so he hoped. Hoped for a chance to redeem himself.
"How may I help you, Brother Altair?" Malik's calm voice sent shivers down Altair's spine.
"I'm so sorry....." Altair whimpered out. His voice was barely audible to himself, let alone Malik.
What Malik Left BehindMalik sat in the Assassin's Bureau, twirling the end of a feather in his only one hand. The dried blood sat uncomfortably on the tips of the once bird feather. He could feel a breeze, but it was warm and not very refreshing. The memory he was repeating was clear as crystal water on a summer day. All the screaming. Altair being thrown out. The crusaders. Kadar.What Malik Left Behind5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Malik gripped the feather tighter, causing it to snap and flutter to the floor. He slammed a fist on the desk where his map lay as the feather so delicately hit the floor. His fingers dug into the palm of his hand and he found himself trembling. He squeezed his eyes shut and breathed in.
No, he was okay.
With this he lifted his head, waiting for the bells to chime that Altair had completed his job. The sleeve where Malik's other arm was supposed to be danced lightly with the breeze that ruffled his hair. He stared at the sky, watching the clouds being pushed slowly by the wind. Malik cleared his throat, finally hearing that same
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"ZEUS!" Dana yelled as she watched him growl in pain. She saw a silver blade stab threw his stomach and a black liquid pour out of his stomach. "These stupid Blackwatch." He snarled as he turned his arm into a blade and cut off the head of former Blackwatch member. She watched as blood shot out of the neck and the head falling out of the sky, cracking its head open on the blood stained sidewalk, letting out more of its red color. Dana covered her eyes at the gruesome site and felt like she was gonna puke. She felt her knees wobble as she loaded her gun and aimed it at other Blackwatchsoldiers, surrounding them. She watched in terror as she saw them lift up their machine guns and bazookas, knowing that all were aiming at them.
She felt beads of sweat form on her brow as she felt her hands feel slippery, she felt she was gonna drop the gun onto the floor.
"Dana....Be strong. I got you covered. Shoot for your life." He muttered as he got into a defensive stance in fro
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Malik turned as Altair's eldest child leaped at the youngest, tackling him to the ground, a piece of bread visible as it flew from the child's hands. Altair started forward, grabbing both boys off of each other while Malik suppressed a grin. They were both harmless to each other, really, but they certainly were like their father. Kadar, Altair's eldest turned to the table, hiding his red face after seeing that Malik had arrived, but Jean, the youngest ran to him as soon as he saw Malik, arms outstretched and a wide grin on his face.
"Uncle! You're back!" Malik bent down to hug him, patting Jean on his head. With his lighter brown hair and fair skin, he was an exact copy of his mother, much like his elder sister Laila. "I only wanted a piece, Uncle, it w-"
Kadar turned to Malik and Jean as Malik allowed Jean to climb onto his shoulder, holding out the piece of bread. "Take it. I don't want it anyway."
Malik smiled up at Jean, taking the piece o
Encounter: Chapter 3Desmond and Lucy were still crouching together, his arm around her shoulders, when the paramedics finally arrived. Footsteps sounded down the hallway, many voices too.Encounter: Chapter 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Right here!" one of them called above all the others. The group of paramedics moved into the lab. There were about five.
Reluctantly Desmond pulled his arm away and he and Lucy stood up. The head paramedic headed towards them, a serious look on her face. "Tell me what has happened," she ordered kindly.
Immediately Lucy took charge. She didn't exactly lie, nor tell the truth either. She made a good sound of pretending to be scared. "This man. We found him here, just on the ground. He had several wounds- we tried to treat him."
"What kind of wounds?" the paramedic asked, holding a paper.
"I don't know." It was best to lie, that way he didn't have to explain. Desmond shot a look at Lucy. Get out of this situation- fast. But take care of Altaïr.
For the next few minutes Desmond and Lucy were questioned. What
Encounter: Chapter 4It had been 9 days since Altaïr had been admitted into the hospital. The first 7 days were in the Intensive Care unit. Days of waiting... worry... unknowing... Since in the IC, visitors were not allowed to stay. They could come and go and certain hours but were not able to stay in the room with him for the night. So Desmond and Lucy lived in the hotel a few blocks away from the hospital for a week. Everyday visits were made to Altaïr, but all this time he was unconscious. Maybe it was a coma; the doctors didn't know. Lucy thought it was an effect from the Animus as this was different from other coma states.Encounter: Chapter 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Than on the 8th day, Altaïr was moved to the normal wards, as the doctors declared him healing quite well from his many wounds. Much to Desmond's and Lucy's relief. But Altaïr was still not awake, which troubled the couple and confused the doctors. There was no telling when he would wake up from this... nothingness.
When Altaïr changed units, Desmond and Luc
Encounter: Chapter 2As if on cue, Lucy rushed into the lab. She muttered something about Dr. Vidic needing her for something. Her high heels clicked as she walked to the Animus purposefully only to stop when she saw Altaïr.Encounter: Chapter 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"How did this happen?" she demanded, knowing that neither Desmond or she knew.
"I don't know. The Animus screwed." Desmond eyed Altaïr, almost fearfully. The aura around the Animus was smoldering and had a dangerous feel...
Lucy seemed really stunned to see Altaïr. Blood she did not mind, but to just see him there... it was painful to just look at his wounds or the look of pain and failure on his blank face. For a moment she stood stock still, unsure of what to do or say. Be sensible! her thoughts yelled at her. Report it to Dr. Vidic! Clean this up!
"Help him," Desmond begged. His dark brown eyes looked beseechingly into Lucy's blue ones.
Shaking her head Lucy sighed. "I can't. He's gone." It seemed so, seeing how much Altaïr had bled. There was almos
AlexDes Highschool pt.1Desmond Miles burst though the door of his History class. "Mr. Miles, you are fifteen minutes late!" Shouted his teacher Mr. Malik.AlexDes Highschool pt.14 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I'm sorry, sir."
The historian and engineer teacher sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Take you seat, Mr. Miles."
"Yes sir " he mumbled.
He took his seat next to his friends Rebecca Crane and Shaun Hastings. "Second time this week, Desmond, and its only Thursday," Rebecca teased.
Desmond sighed. "Ezio and Altiar have me cramming for something called the Brotherhood, I think it's a family thing."
Shaun shrugged. "Well all you missed was the fascinating history of The Cold War, mostly just America's part."
"You three, quiet."
"Yes, sir," all three of them said at once.
"That's your homework for the night, get it done of detention for all of you."
The students just mumbled knowing that groaning would only get them either more homework or a check on their term work. "Mr. Miles, may I talk to you?" Mr. Malik asked.
Shaun and Rebecca raised an eye