Bilious Cooperation| Epilogue - CH 2Bilious Cooperation
An Assassin's Creed Brotherhood Fan-story
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I own the character's (not their fathom) Aiden and Louis and all NCP's in this story.
AC : Aiden O'Conner The Sly
AC | Louis, Victor, Thomas, The Stoic
This story contains depictions of:
Violence, cursing, death, blood(no excessive gore), mild suggestive themes, and sensitive topics.
Please note the views and opinions of the character's don't reflect my own.
"Are you waiting on someone there? You sure seem impatient."
A fist slammed down on the table, and everyone along the ba
Fortune // Edward Kenway x ReaderBloody Hell.
She's not gonna make it.
He splutters at the sudden drench of salty mist, staggering backwards into a burly frame. Rain heavily pelts downwards towards the turmoil. Dense masses of clouds merge into a shield of darkness, blocking any beam of light from gracing the wretched sailors. Trails of serrated stripes scatter through the canvas of shadow, followed by the crackling of thunder piercing through the incessant hail of rain.
A strike to the mast sends it toppling down, narrowly missing the blonde as he collapses back. Flames slither upwards, travelling at rapid speed as if fueled by the rain. It sinks downwards onto deck, snatching ill-fated men into its shackles of searing pain. Cries of the frightened plead for the mercy of the gods as their safety crumbles below them.
Men disperse hither and yon before diving into the distressed churning waters. Scrambling for stability, Edward clambers onto his feet just to feel his weight shift under him. He's too lat
Taking away his pain (Arno Dorian x reader)Just the basic Elise died and now Arno is very sad stuff, but I had to write my own version of it. MENTIONS OF SUICIDE AND DEPRESSION IN THIS PART. You looked at the shouting crowd below, and then at him, standing at the edge of Notre Dame's tower without a haycart to cushion his fall. Down everybody noticed him already since he stood there for soo long not being able to decide whether he should take his life or not. "Arno?" You tried to get his attention gently. The mission wasn't a secret anymore, every eyes were on him. You could even catch a glimpse of templars down there. They were more than delighted to witness this event, which made your blood boil. "Arno, please come here to me. You're going to fall." You pleaded, trying to stop your best friends suicide attempt. "Yes, I'm going to fall (y/n)." Answered Arno, his voice was shaky and broken. Really broken, your heart ached for him. "There is no reason for you to do this.""I have plenty of reasons." Finally, the man turned to you with glossy eyes. "Elise is dead, I'm not an assassin anymore. I was betrayed by the people close to me. Let the revolution go on without me...""No." The thought of losing your best friend frightened you. "I can help you, Arno. I will help you to get through this. I just need you to come here to me, back to safety." "I'm going to jump." Arno looked at the streets below him, crowded with people. "You don't have to...""But I will!" He shouted sobbing. "You can't help me, you can't take away this pain I feel!" "But I can show you how to live with it.""No." Arno stepped forward, you had to act quickly. There was no time to think. Grabbing his robes you pulled him back roughly. But he didn't give up. Arno thrashed around, trying to escape your hold. He was desperate to end his life. "Calm down okay? Just calm down..." You whispered into his ear, while feeling his body ease, and start to tremble. Arno fell to the ground, bowing his head down, hiding his tears. "It's alright now, I'm going to get you out of here." You kneeled beside him, embracing his shaking form gently. He buried his face into the crook of your neck. Arno hated being broken before you, and you knew that well. Only in his hardest times, he let you see his real sadness or pain. In this case both. Other than that he was always charming, funny, even a bit flirty sometimes, cracking bad jokes just to annoy the hell out of you when he was bored. But it seemed that the Arno you used to know died with Elise. "Come!" You stood up, pulling him with you. "A priest is waiting at the door down there to escort us to our carriage." Arno nodded pulling his hood even more over his features, ashamed by his tears. "Can you climb down?" Showing the small leap between the tower and the door to Arno you looked at him concerned. "Yes." His voice was blank, empty. "Just be careful, and don't do...""Im not going to jump (y/n). You made more than sure of that. "Alright go ahead, I want to see you." Quickly following him you watched his every step, only easing when both of you reached the door, where the priest impatiently waited. "May I escort you out of the cathedral?" He looked at Arno strangely. "Oui, merci." The three of you took the steps down, thanking everything to the priest again downstairs. The carriage was near, but you still had to go through the crowd. "Heads down and try to blend." You ordered Arno. "The carriage is not too far."Arno would tell you that he doesn't like when others at his or below his rank give him orders, but he had nothing to say, after all, he wasn't the part of the creed anymore. The male assassin silently obeyed, in the meantime you scanned the crows with the help of your eagle vision, trying to identify templars. Before Arno decided to jump there was a riot, so quite a few people gathered. Knowing that the council was already displeased enough you got to the carriage very fast. "To the Café Theatre." You told the driver, giving him some money, that he took with a half-smile. He got waí more than he would've asked for. You took the seat next to Arno who was already sitting inside, waiting for you to pay. The male assassin's eyes were tired and full of thoughts. "Your next mission is also about me?" He asked with a raspy voice. "Yes." You admitted. "I clearly told the council that I know you better than any of our brothers, therefore if somebody has to be next to you I'll be it.""Why do they even care if I kill myself or not?"The horses came to a halt, stopping the carriage. "I didn't ask, but I deeply care about you, you have to believe that. Come on."The Theatre was filled with sweet smells, laughs, and guests. With very loud ones actually, singing revulotionary songs happily. Arno looked at a kissing couple, longing. "I shall take you upstairs." Holding his hand you basically dragged him after yourself into his room. "What about you have a bath while I make two cups of warm tea?"Arno just nodded, lightly tuching the letters from Elise, scattered around his table, with his fingertips, like he couldn't decide wich one to read or should he even read any of them. "Can you do the bathing part yourself?" You asked awkwardly."Yes (y/n), I'm not yet crippled." The harsh remark took you aback a bit, he probably just wanted to be alone, a little time by himself might do some good. "Alright then."Placing your hand on the doorknob you decided to leave the room. "I'll be back with that tea. Please dont do anything that you might regret later."He didnt answer, just slowly headed to the bathroom, like nothing happened before, but his hollow eyes were out of focus. Looked like he wanted to disappear, far from Paris, far from France. Realizing that he wouldn't speak to you, with a worried sigh, you left the room. After making the tea you hurried back, feeling a deep sense of fear about what state you'll find him in. But he was alright, as alright he could be in the moment. Sitting at the edge of his bed he glanced at you, while you placed down two cups at the bedside table. "You should leave." He stated blankly, eyes fixated on the tea. It took a moment for you to realize what he just said. "I'm not going to leave you.""I wasn't asking.""What you told me is nonsense, I'm not...""Just leave already!" Arno shouted, tears brimming his eyes. He was clearly unwell, but what could you do? Nothing. As a highly skilled male assassin, he could throw you out by his two bare hands at any moment. "If thats what you wish for." Slightly bowing your head you went trough the open door. The council must be impatient by now, you had to report what happened.
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