Credere e' VivereEzio knew he was going to miss. He knew that with certainty when he felt his shoulder give and staggered, gasping. His sword dropped from his hand as he clutched at the arrow half buried in his shoulder. He watched it all happen in slow motion, in utter disbelief. He'd not known the archers were anywhere near. Had had no inkling that there were archers at all. He gritted his teeth, fingers slick with blood, as he glared at the soldiers who moved closer weaving their weapons back and forth in menacing arcs.Credere e' Vivere5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Assassin fought like a feral beast, winded or not, injured or not. He was a handful and that was no mistake. Estefano Reggio swore as his men died around him. The bastard was covered in blood and knives head to foot, seemingly pulling the shiny sleek blades out of thin air. If he'd not known better Estefano would have said the Assassin employed magic. But how magical was a man who stumbled and bled and gasped with every stroke? He was mortal. And this day of Christmas he would di
Crossed times 3- adjustmentsCrossed times 3- adjustments4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 3- Adjustments
When Dana realized her brother had brought Altair back, she was VERY amused and had a hard time not laughing in Alex's face; despite Altair voluntary leaving out into the big wide and very modern world, her brother had decided to drag him back here despite his insistence he wanted Altiar gone which was a contradiction in itself really, sometimes what Alex DID and what he said were two completely different things.
"Ahem Nice to see you again Altair,did you have a nice walk?" She said as she forced herself not to grin like an idiot; Altair had only been gone an hour, two tops before Alex had decided to bring him back.
"You don't need to look so smug" Alex grumbled to himself as he sat down on the dark sofa on the far side of the room; his arms over his chest; if he wasn't a full grown man and the Blacklight virus, he'd probably pout; just a bit. He didn't want Altiar around he never had, but apparently, he was from the past he had a cache of weapons on his p
Crossed Times Chapter 2- Q+ACrossed Times Chapter 2- Q+A4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2 Q&A
When Altair finally got outside he gaped; this place was nothing like he;d ever seen, buildings that almost touched the sky encased in metal and glass, and even the shorter buildings were unusual they were made out of grey stone and held all sorts of stores, many Altiar had never even heard of before, let alone seen He breathed softly in his native tongue as he looked around; he was confused and admittedly a little scared of this place; it was all alien to him and he had a hard time letting it all sink in of course by this time Alex was already half way down the street by this point; he wasn't about to wait up for the other; and he half hoped that if he want ahead he;d lose Altiar in the crowd and they wouldn't see him again.
Despite the infections in New York city some places deemed safe had been cut off from the infection, of course no one knew Alex and Dana were living amongst the rest of the human populace and Alex always did his best not to br
Crossed times -Alex-Altair ficCrossed times -Alex-Altair fic4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: First meeting
Altiar was defiantly the weirdest men Alex Mercer had ever met.
That was one of the first things Alex mercer found out about he assassin; though if he'd had his way he wouldn't have known anything at all because he wouldn't have taken the man into their hideout; it was Dana; his younger sister, who convinced him to help the other.
When they first met Altair he was wearing strange clothing he was severely wounded and was unconscious, Dana had insisted Alex carry the injured man to Ragland to be fixed up; she had a much kinder heart that Alex ever had and grudgingly he obeyed his sister, if only so they could get a few answers later.
Ragland had a hard time talking off the others outfit having seen nothing like it before, it seemed underneath every layer of cloth, there was a new weapon hiding underneath; a longsword a short sword, hidden throwing knives are just a sample of Altair's arsenal but what shocked the three of them, was the
A Game Of ChessA Game of Chess.A Game Of Chess4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"It's your turn."
Il Carnefice, devoid of his normal executioner's apparel, looked up from his thoughts. He took his attention off the chessboard for a moment and stared at his friend. Malfatto simply smiled back, leaning his arms on the small table that held the chessboard.
It was a pleasant day in Rome. It was the middle of summer, late in the afternoon, the time when the Italian heat was at its most agreeable. Just below the terrace of the good Doctor's home, the merchants could be heard selling their wares and crowds of people went to and fro to either buy them or conduct social matters of their owns. It was a perfect time to sit outside and enjoy a friendly game, along with a glass of wine and a side of biscotti.
The Executioner then moved his eyes back to the board, moving one of his knights, before looking back at his comrade. Malfatto looked quite different without his doctor's attire. Instead of his usually disturbing presence, he was a somewhat peculia
Sofia, my Precious Flower of MineSofia, my Precious Flower of Mine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are my precious flower,
Your hair as the petals of a blossom rose,
Smooth by each touch of a strain,
Your gown as the color of ivy,
Surrounding your fine skin,
Your body as of a lovely stem,
Slender with curves,
Fragile by these rough hands of mine.
Your voice is the calling of the forest,
Attracting whom you wish to desire,
Your spirit is the Earth's internal growth,
Alive and free from no boundaries,
Your scent is the essence of sweet and spice,
Arousing my inner sensations,
Pleasing to my inner soul.
I yearn for you,
My precious flower,
That shall forever be within these hands of mine.
Horse DevilEzio frowned, pulling his hood further over his eyes. Judging by the position of the light on the horizon, he only had a few more hours before dawn. The Master Assassin bit his lip at the image of his friend the general, pacing up and down the dirt road fretfully as he worried about the fate of his wife. A fate that rested in Ezio's hands alone at the moment.Horse Devil4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Tossing his cape self-consciously over his shoulder, Ezio slid off the white stallion and edged closer to the French encampment. If he remained silent and agile, he could easily slip past the foreign soldiers and continue on to the broken aqueduct, where a large amount of spare French armor awaited him. However, a peek around the palisade walls revealed that the blue-colored soldiers were no where near relaxed that night. Each Frenchman's beady eyes were set in determination, and their weapons were gripped tightly. The Assassin shook his head- this would not be easy.
Slowly, ever so slowly, Ezio hugged the wall and took a few step
AC: Happy Nights Pt. 1"Alex."AC: Happy Nights Pt. 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And Ezio ran off, giggling.
Assassin's Crack: Happy Nights</i>
Mercer blinked and slumped into the soft couch. Desmond and Ezio sat beside him, watching the football game. Desmond looked at Alex and blinked.
"You okay?" He asked, patting Alex on the shoulder.
"No." Mercer said, the hood masking his eyes and his lips making the pouting gesture.
"Well, what's wrong?" Muffled Ezio with a mouthful of Doritos.
"I want to go outside." Alex groaned, covering his face with his hands. "I miss the feeling of the wind when I glide through the air-oh, sorry." Alex had stretched his arms out wide, smacking Ezio in the face by accident. Desmond stood up and walked over to the barred windows. He tugged at them and said,
"Why don't you just break the bars and open the window?"
"Because they're motion-sensored, look." Mercer said, pointing to the motion sensors that were right next
My BoyMy Boy.My Boy2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I'll just call you that, if you don't mind. I know it's not your real name, but your real name hard to pronounce for me. Impossible, practically. I'm not particularly proud of that. After all, I am your father and it would be fair to call you by your actual name. But it seems few people around you have a feel for the Mohawk tongue, so like them, I will call you by a simpler name.
It's been three days since you left. Three days since you walked away from me in Valley Forge. You threatened to kill me should I follow or stop you and I have not seen you since.
Frankly, I wonder if I should have gone after you. Should have helped you. I should have simply ignored your threats and followed you anyway. Maybe then, you'd see things my way. Maybe you would finally listen to me. Maybe then, you would see reason and finally trust me.
Still, trusting is a hard thing for you to do, isn't it? After all the idealist nonsense that that senile fool Achilles put in
Assassin's Crack: Holi-noesLucy flicked through the calendar; It was already December. She was surprised that Desmond made it this far into keeping Altair and Ezio a secret. But then again, Desmond hasn't left the room ever since he made it to Abstergo. Lucy sighed, clearly bored that nothing has changed over the past days. She didn't show any emotion until she stopped and looked at the calendar. A wave of shocked spread across her face.Assassin's Crack: Holi-noes5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Today's Date: December 25th, 2012. CHRISTMAS.
Assassin's Crack: Holi-noes Part 1</i>
Ezio yawned and sat up, looking down at the tiny window in which they had a view of the street below them. He looked at the clock, which read 6:00 AM. "Great," Ezio thought. "It's early and I can't get to sleep." He sat up and stretched, hearing the bones in his ankles crack. Instantly, he turned around when he heard loud thudding, as if someone was running.
Desmond. He was running into the living room, where Altair and Ezio camped out (since there was no room for three p
Crossed Times 4 EscapeCrossed Times 4 Escape4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 4 Escape
Days passed and turned into weeks, and Altair still found modern day life in the 21st century to be quite overwhelming; staying in Alex and Dana's apartment would still take a while for him to fully adjust to and get comfortable with modern day life. The first step was to, naturally get more comfortable with the language, while he had managed to hold up a conversation, Altair's English still had a long way to go, what was worse is Altiar couldn't read a single thing in English either.
"You can't read?" Dana had asked the third day Altair had been living there; she had noticed he; had been struggling to read words on the food and always asked what things where; which Alex found to be irritating as hell and tended to disappear for hours on end leaving Dana to deal with the confused Arabian assassin, eventually he admitted (and this was a hard thing for him to admit; after all he was meant to be an intelligent assassin, it was hard f
Connections Ch 2 AlexDesmondIt had been about two days since Desmond escaped from the Abstergo facility. He still had no idea where Lucy was or what might have happened to her. The only thing Desmond could do right now was hope she was safe and pray that Abstergo wouldn't find him. That task, of course, was easier said than done. He made sure he had a new identity, a job to pay the bills, and an apartment with few personal items. He always had to be ready to run. Desmond always paid with cash, no credit cards. He also didn't buy any vehicles. Smart move bearing in mind that's what Absergo used to hunt him down in the first place. He was picking up the pieces rather quickly for man that had been free for only two days.Connections Ch 2 AlexDesmond5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lady Luck seemed to be on his side. Desmond was able to find a bartending job, something he was familiar with. Faces of regulars looked at him curiously, wondering what happened to the other bartender on Desmond's first day. They all warmed up to him quickly, revealing their names and sometimes thei
Kadar's DeathKadar's Death4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kadar took a pained sigh and closed his eyes; he knew he wouldn't live for much longer. With every breath he took, more blood seeped through his already soaked clothes, his breathing slowed, his lungs burning. Opening his eyes, Kadar managed to prop himself up against a wall. His vision began to blur as he looked around the ruins. The Templar, Robert de Sable, and his guards had left. Malik had gone as well. Kadar hoped that his brother had gotten away safely, that he had reached Acre, and given the Apple of Eden to Al Mualim, that his wounds were being mended, and that he would live. But he could only hope.
Breathing became even more of an effort as the seconds passed and Kadar was growing weary. He could feel his body slowly shutting down, and the pain that came with it. In his final moments, Kadar collapsed, gasping for air. He stared up at the ceiling of the ruins
Crossed Times 7 - ContactCrossed Times 7 - Contact4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 7 - Contact
Altiar sighed as he tossed and turned around in his bed for the fifth time tonight; no matter what he wanted, it seemed his restless mind would not allow him to sleep. Sighing softly the Arabian male slid out of bed; he was wearing practically nothing but the assassin didn't seem to mind; the curtains were drawn and it was dark in the room you could barely see the outline of the furniture the only light coming from the glow of the digital clock next to his bed told him it was 4:45am.
Altiar frowned a bit and started to pace around in his room; what was he going to do? There was no way he could face Alex, he wouldn't be able to look the man in the eye! Hell he could barely look at Dana right now without knowing that her brother was watching his every move; if he didn't know any better he'd say Alex's paranoia was rubbing off on him.
Ever since Alex kissed him he had been avoiding the other, and for good reason! He didn't know why
Connections Ch 3 AlexDesmondIt had only been a week and things were going straight to hell. The bar where Desmond worked on the west side of Central Park had to be shut down. The quaint little establishment had been apparently located in an 'infected zone'. What the area could have been infected with was beyond Desmond. He just knew he was out of a job because of it. He was currently watching the news to see if there was any update on this 'infection'. Unfortunately, the cheery newscasters seemed to be talking about everything but the contamination. Frustrated by the lack of information, he turned the TV off. He sighed, got up and moved toward the apartment's windows to see the world below. There was chaos in the streets, something he had become accustom to in these past few days. The amount of chaos, however, was something that was starting to worry him. What used to be at most a few infected people had turned into a swarm of them. He needed to move and he needed to do it soon.Connections Ch 3 AlexDesmond5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Turning away from the window, Desm
Connections Ch 5 AlexDesmondAbout two days had passed since Desmond last saw Alex, not that he really cared. He was mostly left to his own devices except for around meal time. A woman named Dana would come in and leave some sort of meal for Desmond. Sometimes, she would even stick around and carry out a conversation with him. Desmond noticed after the first few visits that she looked an awful lot like Alex and figured they must be related. How else could they the same frost-bitten blue eyes?Connections Ch 5 AlexDesmond5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"So, this whole infection is thanks to GENTEK?" Dana nodded at Desmond's question.
"At least that's what Alex thinks. Who really knows what's going on in the fucked up complex." She shook her head and shrugged. She had brought in a glass of what appeared to be water in with her. After a little bit of mindless chattering, Desmond decided to try to get some answers.
"Who is Alex, exactly? What's his relationship with you?"
"Alex is my older brother. He was pretty distant for 5 years until he showed up at my door aski
Romantic? AlexDesAlex Mercer slid his tongue into Desmond's mouth. He heard the moan from his action and began to swirl. The younger man moaned once again but pushed him away this time. "What's wrong?" Alex asked raising an eyebrow.Romantic? AlexDes4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Desmond wiped his lower lip and blushed. "I'm sick of this."
"Sick of what?" Alex asked annoyed.
Desmond stood up and put his pants back on. "All you want to do is make out, and have sex in this small ass apartment," he said back to him.
Alex sighed and slid his hand though his curly hair. "Man, your like a women I swear to god "
Desmond crossed his arms and grabbed his backpack. "Maybe you should get a women then."
Alex sighed. "Desmond, come on."
Before he could say anything else, Desmond was already out the door. "GOD!" his biomass began to transform and he smashed his wall.
Desmond sighed as he closed the door to the large apartment building. He shoved his hands in his pockets and started walking to his own apartment. He did love Alex, but all it felt like was
Connections Ch 4 AlexDesmondDesmond wasn't able to back away far enough before the mystery man came crashing through the window. He raised his hands defensively to cover his face from incoming shrapnel of glass and wall. Before Desmond was able to lower his arms enough to see the assailant's face, the hooded man pinned Desmond to the far wall with incredible speed. Desmond was thankful that only the coffee table had been a victim of the man's tirade. The impact knocked the breath out of Desmond, causing him to instinctively gasp for air. He was unfortunately denied his need, as a hand was closed around Desmond's throat. Desmond moved his legs a little to try to free himself, but found he was lifted above the ground by the owner of the hand. Desmond clutched at the other man's wrist, trying to get him to let go. When Desmond looked at his aggressor's face, he was met with the sight of frost-bitten blue eyes. The rigidity of the man's gaze seemed to look right through Desmond, sending chills down his spiConnections Ch 4 AlexDesmond5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Crossed times 10 - SearchingCrossed times 10 - Searching4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 10 Searching for answers
"General, Capitan Cross has arrived" a Blackwatch Lieutenant said as he saluted, before moving to one side to let the man pass; Cross was a tall man and wrapped in thick black body armour, his face was worn and aged and he had streaks of grey in his hair, he looked to be in about his late thirties to early forties.
"Ah, Capitan come in" He said as the lieutenant closed the door behind the two, leaving them alone in the dim room "You should know that I wouldn't call you here if it wasn't an emergency, but we have a situation that I need you to take care of"
"Oh?" Cross enquired with a raised eyebrow; he had read the file about this particular case on the way into New York, about Mercer, but he didn't know the whole story, as of yet, or even what Randell wanted to be done, though he could probably guess.
"We have a walker, the first male to actually exist, he's destroyed a good portion of my military arsenal and consumed plenty more
AC: Past Meets PresentMercer pounded on the bathroom door.AC: Past Meets Present5 years ago in Humor More Like This
"OPEN THE DOOR ALREADY!" He shouted violently.
Altair frowned, sitting in the chair reading a newspaper. He liked the funnies.
Alex growled and scratched at the door.
Apparently, Ezio was lactose-intolerant. "STOP!" Ezio cried. "I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS..."
"LAC- THE FRIGGIN'-TOSE INTOLERANT!" Alex screamed, drops of sweat poured. He couldn't take it anymore. His left arm transformed into his favorite weapon: The blade. Mercer grabbed the doorknob and, with his left arm, cut through the door. Ezio screamed, dropping the magazine he was reading. Alex grabbed Ezio by his neck and threw him across the room. Ezio skidded on his arm and laid still for a moment.
"You forgot these." Alex said, tossing Ezio's pants to him. The pants landed on Altair's instead. The assassin froze and slowly took the pants off his head. "Gross." He muttered, throwing them on Ezio's head.
"Please put them back on, noone wants to see a naked assassin."
"Maybe the girls do." E
Crossed times 9 - A and MCrossed times 9 - A and M4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 9 The Assassins and the Mercers
"Sir!" A young Blackwatch officer strode into the dimly lit office "We have a report from Central park, it seems the tip off was correct, the second target was in the van...however Zeus intervened and he completely annihilated the strike team and escaped with the assassin, we don't know where they are now" The solider said softly.
"...I see...so it seems Zeus is following this man...what is that thing thinking? Tailing and rescuing a bunch of humans like that?" He mumbled to himself; he couldn't comprehend Zeus's actions; he had never cared before about taking a human life if it wasn't connected to him personally, so what made Altair so different? Maybe that old fool of a doctor had a point when he said Zeus wasn't completely empty of morals.
"Your orders sir?" the young solider asked shifting a little uncomfortable at the intense gaze he was getting from the General; he knew that the older man was stressed; pressure to per
Crossed Times 6 - TruthsCrossed Times 6 - Truths4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 6 - Truths
Altair frowned as he clicked around on the computer, ever since his reading and writing had improved enough to be able to learn how to use the strange device, the Arabian man had been doing nothing but trying to find any sort of clue about the assassins; if they even existed still, or had they died out completely? Altair hoped for the world's sake, that this was not the case.
Things between him and Alex had been...strangely tense to say the least, and he had the feeling Alex was avoiding him for some unknown reason; he wondered if it was because of what had happened before? He secretly hoped not, after all he'd simply been angry at Alex's dismissal of him and his abilities as an assassin, but that didn't mean he held that anger; he had long since learned to let anger like that go as quickly as it had come.
Whatever was wrong with Alex, Altiar never had the chance to ask the older man about it because the other was either out, on his own or locked away in
Connections Ch 1 AlexDesmondThis had to be the worst day of his life.Connections Ch 1 AlexDesmond5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Desmond Miles, 25, had finally escaped his captors at Abstergo. It was only possible thanks to Lucy, whom he was currently following as they ran through the sterile hallways. The escape seemed to be going smoothly. Nothing happened; no one caught sight of them as Lucy and Desmond raced to the nearest, unguarded exit. It was almost too effortless, too perfect. Almost.
Warren Vidic had somehow known the Assassin and the would-be-Assassin would be exiting through the parking lot. Dear Dr. Vidic had ordered many of his guards to swarm the parking lot at the first sight of anyone trying to escape. A matter of seconds after Lucy and Desmond stepped into the parking lot, it was teeming with Templars. At some point during the confusion and mayhem of the fight, Desmond was separated from Lucy. He figured that if he was able to get away, Lucy should have too. Only problem was, Desmond had no idea where she would have gone.
Now, Desmond was wal
AC OC Bio(Alex Salim). (Outdated.)AC OC Bio(Alex Salim). (Outdated.)3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Full name: Alexander Carter-Salim)
Age: 28 years
Date of birth:��19.01.1984 (19.jan.1984)
Eye color: Grey
Hair color: Dark Brown
Region: New York City, USA
Special Abilities: Eagle Sense
1. Hidden blades
3. Silent pistol (Beretta 92 FS)
4. Silent sniper rifle (Dragunov SVD)
Also able to use kodachi and hidden blade at the same time. Learned from modern assassins, which was relatives of Indians.
He is calm, kind, intelligent and sociabe guy, but he became and cruel a bit rough when he lost his mother. He respect his friends and allies, so he tries to talk with them calmly. Even when he is stressed or outraged. It's hard to do so, but when it happens - he can firsty act and only then think and also he becomes agressive. He is not afraid to give his opinion, even