AC Epilogue - Shaun - sequel 5 Bad MedicineWarm drops of water falling down on bruised skin, bloody streams oozing off the chest to the torso, down the legs and feet, forming a red vortex around the draining whole of the shower. Silent grunts echoed in the tiny bathroom as the steam started to blur the shower glass and mirror. Another curse broke the sound of water that was running. A bloody hand reached for the soap placed on the mirror's stand, red droplets falling in the sink bellow, staining it. Long dark hair fell heavy on the shoulders, eyes closing as hands were cleaning the bruised body. Then the water stopped and an annoyed curse echoed again between the four wa
AC - ShaunDes - sequel 4 Moving OnThe sun hit gently his skin, its rays creeping between the dark blinds on the window. Seems like the sun was never setting in Venice. He closed his eyes and stretched in the bed, the mellow sound of the sheets making him feel like there were no assassins or Templars, no conspiracies or secret wars. It had been a week since they relocated into a new hideout and almost two weeks since he got shot. Desmond took a deep breath and slowly rolled in bed. The air was warm, not hot, and the room smelled like wood. He loved that, it was calming maybe because it did not remind him of anything, no bad memories or traumas related to the smell o
AC - ShaunDes - sequel 3 WoundedShouts and screams, then the sounds of fired guns resounded in his ears. He was on the run, his chasers close behind, firing their guns at him. The man hissed annoyed looking at his wrist; of course, he had only his hidden blade. But he was thankful that at least he had his ancestor's skills, otherwise he would not have been able to run like he did now, or climb and jump like that. And he should stop coming out during the day; this was the second attack in one week. He already felt like he was hunted. The Templars were way to obvious lately, this kind of things would usually happen just in movies.The novice assassin grinned. "Just
ACB - The Peaks - 18 Episode 18 - Fight me!The round training area circled by a low stone wall was still standing, almost untouched by time, just as she remembered it. She briefly smiled as she walked down the steps of the villa, shaking her head slightly; "Remember", she snorted silently, "As if the memories she lived were her own, not Claudia's..." She let the thoughts sink in as she jumped over the stone edge, her soles making the dust raise up as she hit the ground. Ringo followed her inside the perimeter, the two youngsters looking at each other unsure about what was about to happen, then their inquiring eyes moved towards the older assassins that stepped
ACB - The Peaks - 17 Episode 17 - The Bleeding Effect - Part 2A brief moment of laugher filled the sanctuary, then hushing voices reverberated between the stone walls as the three assassins tried to make each other silent realizing the other three members of their team were still asleep. Kamau finished his meal and now was waiting for Ara to finish her work, the redhead taking a break from the discussion to put together a report about the discoveries, writing down in a more easy to follow theory everything that had been discussed until that very moment. A certain kind of stillness fell over the chamber as the three stopped talking, Kamau staring at Ringo who qu
ACB - The Peaks - 16 Episode 16 - The Bleeding Effect - Part 1She was staying silent leaned against the back of her chair, her hands splayed over the maps underneath her long fingers, the dark t-shirt on her body hanging on her shoulders, too large for her size, tucked partially inside her jeans, the sole of her heavy boots slapping nervously the ground below them every few seconds. Her red locks were tied in a loop of hair at the back of her head, curled strands falling down her face making her puff every few seconds while she tried to keep them away from her eyes. And then her fingers started to tap the surface of the board and she hissed even more annoyed ge
ACB - The Peaks - 15 Episode 15 - Family TiesHis lids flickered for a second, but his eyes remained closed even if his ears perceived the sounds around him. Kamau tossed lazily under the cover of his sleeping bag, his body still stuck in the sleep's numbness as he frowned displeased at the noises that disturbed his senses. There was an echo around him, he could hear it, two distinct voices speaking, but he remained laid inside his bedroll and he listened, his apprehension slowly waking up with every second that passed. And then the sounds started to get louder and louder, clearer even, his ears hearing the humming of the workstations, their clicking sounds and
ACII Fan-Fic 17 - The Hidden Chapter 17 - The Beginning of the EndHe tossed in bed, the hard wood underneath him making him clench his teeth, his eyes glaring at the white shapes inside the chamber, the stone pillars and the thrones, covered by the white lined, eerie appearances that seemed to move as the cool breeze of the end of summer would flutter inside the room and disturb the white textile. His ears perceived the sound of the water, the poll in which Cleopatra would bath was left untouched from the evening before, the servants not allowed in the Queen's chambers after he threw everybody out in an excess of rage.He had enough of that; he wanted Egypt for himsel
ACII Fan-Fic 20 - The Hidden Chapter 18 - The Snake - Part 3 - FINALHe made a step and then another, his bare feet walking on the white marble that covered the stairs of the library. He got to Alexandria not long ago, hid his horse and came quick to what some called the vault of knowledge. He had a mission and that is all he was able to think about as he was trying to hide himself behind the pillars that were rising in front of the entrance like silent watchers of the enormous construction. The library was an amazing building, keeping safe so much knowledge, but the thought of his objective, made him frown. His face succumbed to sadness; his expression angered, lids co
AC - AltMal - Part 5 - Final ~ LEARN TO FLY ~Chapter 5 - Revelations He was informed that almost a month had passes since he was there, inside the caves, the stone labyrinth that was Hadi's home. The rafiq still didn't know much about him, but from the time he spent there he learned that the man indeed had no ill intentions and his only concern were his guests. By now he knew that there was another one "trapped" with him inside the mountain's walls, and from the scraps of information he deduced, it was that like him, the other person was wounded too. But in the past days Hadi would come to see him more often and that wo
AC - AltMal - Part 3 ~ LEARN TO FLY ~Chapter 3 - AwakeningThe wind was hissing softly, the mellow sound reaching his ears from afar making him wince and shiver every time the cold breeze would envelop his wounded body. He could not move, nor he wanted, but as his senses were starting to awake, his concern would grow inside his heart. He was still not able to open his eyes, the noises being his only guidance in the state he was in. Still, his face would frown now and then, his eyes squinting shut as his mind would awake trying to understand his surroundings and give birth to questions that needed answers quickly. Different thoughts were swirling inside his hea
AC - AltMal - Part 4 ~ LEARN TO FLY ~Chapter 4 - Not HomeThe morning sounds woke him up more sudden than he expected. There were bird noises, shrieks and warbles so loud that it made him open his eyes and start cursing as soon his blurry vision tried to absorb the shapes around him. But there was something different in the environment in which he woke up; things were unfamiliar and for a few moments everything around him did not make sense. But as the seconds passed, his memories started to come back and he slowly realized that something happened with him. He could not help but slightly panic as images would appear in his mind, but without a coherent connecti
AC - AltMal - Part 2 ~ LEARN TO FLY ~Chapter 2 - PoisonThe night was silent, so silent that it almost made him lose his temper. He was tired, but his senses were still alert because of the adrenaline rush. Hours have passed since he stood in the back of an abandoned house, just trying to figure out what happened and where exactly he should go. The Templar guards were everywhere; he could hear their foreign shouts "searching for the assassins" as their armors would sound in his ears just steps away. He looked at the ground trying to void his mind from all the thoughts that were there, trying to calm his Eagle Vision that was burning in his eyes, but he was too
Assassin's Creed 2 - AU - Episode 2 - Collab Episode 2 - Blood DropsA moment of silence spread into the atmosphere as if for a second even the people that were trying to see the scene behind the yellow tape and the cops that guarded the perimeter, suddenly stood still. The new comer blinked puzzled and gulped, then forcing a smile, he started to look around the area, his eyes getting a glimpse of the dead body that was lying motionless on the asphalt. He bowed his head again politely, and without waiting for an invitation, he took a step closer the crime scene.The victim was lying on the ground one palm splayed on the cement, his thick fingers adorned with golden rings as the other
Assassin's Creed 2 - AU - Episode 1 - Collab Episode 1 - A Little MurderThe hectic breathing was echoing through the night, his screams unheard no matter how much he would call out; help will not come. He was running, trying to shake off the one that was following him, chasing him, but no matter where he would turn, the stranger was right there, as if he was able to move faster and walk through walls, always appearing in the last moment cutting his path and the slight bit of hope he would still have. A small narrow street opened before him and he ran passed the metal dumpsters succumbing to the darkness of the alley. His luscious shoes dirtied as he stepped careless into a small puddl
Assassin's Creed 2 - AU - Episode 3 - Collab Episode 3 - Identity CrisisHis eyes squinted, half lidded, behind the lens of a pair of square framed glasses, the man staring around him as the man was trying to find something on the surroundings. Bent down, leaned forward, he would carefully step one foot in front of the other, a heavy professional camera hanging around his neck as he made another step and moved his gloved fingers across the photo camera, tapping it gently while humming silently. Shapes were formed on the dusty ground and for a second he felt like one of the hunters in the movies that would read their pray movements in the marks they left behind in the mud. The man snort
Assassin's Creed 2 - AU - Episode 4 - Collab Episode 4 - The Theory of EverythingThe doctor rested his head on the table, his hands splayed over papers and photos, data and images put under the light of a small electric lamp, its bulb sending a cold scintillate over the files on which he was working. Pictures of blood drops and dead bodies were spread across a metal board and he looked up, studying one more time the capture of a wound, then putting the paper down he let his head lean on his arm, an annoyed grunt echoing through the room. He took a deep breath, then yawned covering his mouth with his palm and, standing up in the chair, he stretched, lifting his hands into the air and s
ACII Leonardo - for ariat Black BeautyStrangers were passing by, people trying to avoid each other in the crowded "piazza" as boxes were carried on the shoulders and the "sorrys" and the "thank yous" were mixed with the loud shouts of the merchants that were gathered in the narrow streets. A pair of eyes scanned the area, a smile rising on the lips at the sight. Colorful shapes were moving everywhere; the life in designated trading place was livelier than ever. Everybody was smiling trying to attracted customers with every little trick their mind could think of. Even the thieves seemed fun as they made their way through the crowed, probably snatching the money from
Assassin Cavities - request Assassin CavitiesA few years had passed since he arrived there. He learned the language, he learned the life... almost. But he was not alone. All of them were here... the other assassins were there too. That damn Piece of Eden did it big time. Altair took a deep breath and looked around the room. He was alone, just him and the TV. He lifted his hand, but let it slide along his body. It was still strange for him to control a TV from the distance, with the gestures of his hand without any device needed. Plus he learned that their TVs were holographic and the images were streamed tridimensionaly. Strange times. He took a deep breath while gett
AC - Malik X Miyo - Gift - BL SandstormDribbles, one by one, falling drops from somewhere, the sound was clear in his ears as he started to be more and more aware of the place around him. He could not yet open his eyes, but the sounds started to be clearer and clearer. And he could also feel the cool, humid temperature that surrounded his body. He did not felt his garments wet, but humid, that meant he was there for a while if the material already started to absorb the moisture from the air. He inhaled only to feel the clear scent of the mould. His breathing was heavy and it was not because he was tired, but because he felt a sharp pain piercing his chest making the pro
Assassin's Creed II Fan Fic 3 Chapter 3 - Ezio woundedEzio found himself waking up a few times at night because of the pain and the woman who found him was always there to help him as if she never went to sleep. During the day, when he was awake he could hear her cleaning the house or talking with someone. He would always wait and listen, always ready to jump off the bed and out of the window, but when he would decide to make a move his body would betray him. Pain would always make him sit and wait and the woman would find him on the bed panicked. She would always come by his side smiling so soft and warm that he could say nothing and listen to her. She said:- There i
Assassin's Creed II Fan Fic 2 Chapter 2 - So it beginsMore than half a year has passed since Leonardo Da Vinci and his crew moved to the City of Milan. His workshop got famous very quick and Ezio has been going traveling up and down between Venice, Montireggioni, Florence and Milan. Venice and Florence have always been places where Ezio would stumble across trouble. On the other hand, Montireggioni and Milan would be the places where he seeked comfort. In Montireggioni still lived his mother and sister, now in the beautiful village Ezio "assembled" for them, his mother was much better, at least this is what her letters to Leonardo Da Vinci would say. She also requested
Assassin's Creed II Fan Fic Chapter 1 - Milan of St. AmbroseIt is the summer of 1482 and 35 years have passed since Filippo Maria Visconti, Duke of Milan, died without a male heir; following the end of the Visconti line. It is now when Leonardo Da Vinci came in this town, trying to get away from his brothers and sisters. But mainly he wanted a new start where he can create his own ideas and dreams after many years as an apprentice in Andrea del Verrocchio's workshop. For a few years now his friend seems to be an assassin and not because that would have been a bad thing, the man saved his life a few times from minor incidents... not so minor, but still... But before th
Dragon Age - AlistairSybelle Meetings in the DarkThe sparse rain made him growl and curse every few seconds. It was the fifth day and the sixth night in which he had to endure it. It was not enough that he barely made it alive from a fight with a pack of Deep Stalkers, those damn creatures changing their habits when one would least expect it, but now he had to mend his wounds under the cold rain. He could barely find a shelter in the woods of Orzammar and keeping a fire going was even harder. Wet branches, meant no fire, no fire, meant no heat, and no heat, meant no good rest or faster healing.He growled again covering his head and tucking himself in the mantle on hi
THOR fandom - Loki - Art Trade Shed a TearShe entered the office closing the door behind her, her head down, eyes staring at the ground. She was embarrassed, not comfortable, and yet, her presence was refreshing, even for the cold atmosphere of the psychologist office. She was not tall, her gesture showing her years of coarse were very well learned. She was wearing a simple t-shirt, but the salmon color would accentuate her skin tone, slightly tanned, as the beige jacket she was wearing was a perfect match for her shoes and purse that she was holding close to her chest. The young woman made another step and stared around absent, while smoothing out her black jeans, obser
File 1.1 AC General Cosplay Minimum requirements for an Assassin's Creed CosplayCosplaying, I'm not into it at all, I would never dress a costume even if Ezio himself would say and tell me "please, do it for the Brotherhood". Ok, maybe if that would be a real Assassin robe I would, but for some reason I don't like costumes.It's just me... LOL... Still, I find it pretty bold and actually courageous for others to do it and I really admire the dedication and the work all of you put in cosplay, especially those who make most of the gears themselves. I am well aware it's not an easy work. So, kudos to you all.True, I do prefer a cosplay of a guy cosplaying a guy and a
AC FanFic - April's Recruit I hate April... it was suppose to be her 26 b-day now... and I hate November... when she died. It happens every freakin' year since she passed away... Everything else disappears and I hit the bottom... Not like is better during the year. But April and November just point it out, making it more obvious. I though I'm over it... and I'm not.My friend... She told me to talk with her. Crap! I don't wanna talk with her... I just wanna stab the one who killed my sister! And she was only 18... I know I should NOT do this now, but I feel like screaming my lungs out... My brains tells me right now that I should not let out this HERE, that is no one's
Because it's April again... LostFor a moment he thought he was lost, the darkness around him making his body shiver. He never felt secure, ever and somehow, even if he never knew the love and warmth of a family he knew that was not supposed to happen, that many others knew that beautiful feeling. He thought that it was a beautiful feeling, to have somebody to love you.He heard the sounds of a violin. In the corner, a street artist was asking for change from the people passing by. His music sounded so sad, just like the feelings in his heart. So sad that his body could shatter to pieces, aching and breaking. But no, he could not break. If he would, then nobody will l
The Apple Glass - ch 10 - Malik's eyes lowered to the ground as his hand slowly glided down from the assassin's shoulder where it sat for a few seconds. He leaned his head to the side and sighed as if a heavy burden was suddenly put on his chest. He stared at the stony floor for a few moments then looked Altair in the eyes. His friend was beyond hurt, even if his eyes looked like that would be able to cut through flesh. He could almost feel the same pain, but also a certain fear. He knew exactly how was to lose a dear person; his brother Malik would always praise Altair more than him. The Dai shook his head and said:"How did you find out?"Altair looked at him, his
The Apple Glass ch 8 -AC- Malik let Ezio enter the chamber, a tall room, with tall windows, the architecture beautiful and adorned with different models, inlayed wood and a lot of warm colors that made the temperature of the room seem even higher that it was. Still, the few exotic plants scattered around the room, the carpets and the abundance of pillows made the place very cozy. Ezio shook his head, "why on Earth would he care for such details anyway? Leonardo, he was at fault!", chuckled Ezio to himself. Since they arrived the artist would not stop talking about the beauties of the place, but like Ezio, the assassin knew that somehow Leonardo missed his workshop and
The Apple Glass ch.2 -AC- The luggage was set ashore as the two Italian men left the boat. The port was bigger than Ezio expected, but soon he found out from his companion that Antartus, the Latin name of the city, or Tortosa, naming given by the Crusaders, was the second largest port city on the Syrian coast. Leonardo grinned contently as Ezio thanked him:"I told you I will be of service...""You always are amore", replied Ezio leaning to kiss him, but suddenly stopped when a few suspicious looks turned to them.Leonardo pulled his hat over his eyes and hissed:"Let's go amore, before they kill us..."Ezio nodded, both taking their leather bags on their shoulde
AC2 - DesmondxLucy - 100 Theme Challange - Breathe BreatheDesmond crouched motionless in the middle of the rooftop, a gun in his hand. His body was bruised, a smudge of red on his neck and splattered blood on the right side of his face. His dark t-shirt was tainted too, but the spots were hidden by the dark colour of his clothing. He took off the hoodie he was wearing and threw it away, then looked over his shoulder, his eyes scanning the area. Around him was silence, the morning air tense and heavy. He remained there, staring at the Venetian scenery before and beneath him, the canals still asleep. His shoulders were heaving as air was abruptly leaving his chest, the assassin trying to calm
AC Embers - Ezio - 100 Themes Challenge - Theme 48 YoungHe could see the church tower rising high, majestic and still, like a beacon for those who would search a divine sign into the distance. The bricks were cracked, thin green plants swirling inside the alcoves, like tiny tentacle monsters that were clinging on the sharp corners of the red stones, standing brave against the harsh wind that blew at that height. And at the top, red tiles were coming together, one by one, waved clay plates forming the rooftop, a metallic cross rising in the middle, rust shriveling its surface. And then another hand, but his own, leaned on it, and he could hear a familiar laugher, him and another young man; t
ACB - Desmond - for RueLi Tattoo of my NameThe brick and stone walls were rising towards the ceiling of the subterranean passages, hiding in their path chambers and traps for the enemies that once invaded those places. It was dark and humid and still, for more than five hundred years the underground ruins were there standing while burring secrets of a lost time he only knew in his dreams. The darkness was deep, but between the cracks of the brick barricade small lights were shining, the glowing sticks places carefully between the corroded stone, their phosphorescent bright succumbing the tunnels and the rooms into an eerie atmosphere. The dust was floating into the
ACB -Ezio and Volpe- for Envos The Eagle and the FoxThe room was silent, empty and hollow, the night spreading its darkness between the open windows, inside the highest chamber of the stone tower. The red banners were hanging heavy on the walls, the Assassins symbols embroiled carefully on the fabric, making him recollect the one thing in which he believed all his life, the Creed. He stepped silently across the room, his dark leather boots deepening in the soft texture of the carpet underneath his feet, the swishing sound barely making it to his ears. He looked around, his eyes sparkling golden, his Eagle Vision awake and burning his retina as if he was searching for som
100 Themes Challenge - Theme 6 - Break BreakThe sound of water dripping from somewhere above his head was echoing into the dark stone chamber. His lids flickered as he turned his head, a rugged growl rolling off his lips, his mouth slightly parting as he moved. He was sitting on the ground, back against the wall, and he was listening in silence to the repetitive noise of the falling drops, the crystalline sonance replaying every few seconds, hitting the same low notes. He smiled pleased; he was on the right route following the steady flow of an underground stream that was traveling between the thick walls of the sunken ruins. He stood silently and listened the soothing sound of
ACB - Shaun - Desmond TemplarThe room was dark, cold, empty, voided by anything that he could have used from there. A small stone chamber, with a low entrance that required him always to bend down to step inside, in which he placed the few of his belongings; the sleeping bag stood in the corner together with a small pillow, a broken electronic alarm clock that seemed he refused to throw away, a square stone that probably belonged to the building's wall was now placed in the other corner of the chamber and used as a table, a metal cup crowning the masterpiece together with a half empty yellow box of black tea. And the rest of the chamber was filled with history b
AC -Kadar_Malik- for domirine Make me an AssassinA deep sigh echoed through the air as the young man gulped and stared at his left hand. His palm was glued to the wooden platform of an old cut down tree, the remaining stub already withering as mouths passed its bark dry, cracking and shrinking along the remaining core. The sun was setting hiding behind the far away line of the horizon and bringing down with him the colors of the day while the night's shadows would spread quickly across the sky. The young man looked up observing the heights and nodded to himself as if trying to gain courage, but shortly after he shacked his head, disapproving himself, sighed annoyed. He
AC - Altair - Malik Forever YoungA loud sigh echoed through the room as a pair of dark, brown eyes slowly closed, heavy lids blinding the sight and making the light from the room fade a bit in intensity. The colored glass and the thick stone walls seems that were not enough to keep away the suffocating heat of the summer midday. He could feel the sweat oozing down his face from the top of his head, drops tracing down the outline of his face, brushing on his tanned skin. His hand let down the quill and fingers quickly ran through his wet short and black hair, the back of the palm wiping the sweat away from his forehead as the man inhaled deeply the hot air. The
ACB - Ezio - Desmond The Sicker EffectThe darkness was surrounding him, heavy and thick, like the fog that was lowering to the ground heavy with humidity and coldness. Still, this time it was not blinding him; in that moment the darkness had become a friend since now he knew how to use it. His abilities to see through it and inside of it, to recognize the patters that would form along the particles that granted him the key to what others would fear. His partners would call it the Eagle Vision, an ability inherited by his ancestors, all of them possessing the same blessing. With this the darkness was his ally.He smiled to himself and admired for a bit longer t
ACII LuciusBeck 4 Kumagorochan It's a guy thingHis lids flickered lazily as his ears perceived the sounds of steps outside his room. A male voice echoed through the cracked door making him whine silently and move under the covers. He mumbled annoyed as he tossed in bed hiding his head with a small pillow as he gleamed his eyes shut. The last Animus session was a torture, he stayed way too much in the machinery only to witness things he didn't want to see or remember. He still felt dizzy and annoyed, slightly bitter and confused as if the life of his ancestors was now his own and the treachery was on his expense too.He sighed as he opened his eyes slowly covering his fa
ACII - Maria and Claudia Like mother, like daughterMelodic murmurs were echoing into the air, the sounds of the tune that was sung making her head move slowly from one side to the other, while her sight was fixing the object she kept in her hands. And then, a smile rose on her lips, mild and content, as her expression changed and the song stopped. Her eyes open wide as she got up from the chair and lifted her hand into the air, her fingers curled around the handle of a knife, its red grip carefully sculpted, as white sashes of paint would array all over its surface.She let her hand down and looked at the knife again, its shiny blade carved with Latin words. She
ACB - Mario - Requiem Aeternam Requiem AeternamThe night was so quiet that it gave him the impression that the darkness would eat all the sounds around him. He smiled bitterly as his eyes closed and a deep sigh escaped his lips. He thought it would be easier, he thought that he would have been used to it by now, but that was not the truth. It still ached deeply, so deep that his body would tremble every time he opened his eyes. Strange how pain seemed to diminish when he was not looking, not lingering in the moments he would let his mind slip a bit from everything that happened. It seemed unreal, but it was a bitter reality and when he realized that, even for a second, h
AC - ACII - Desmond Miles InheritanceHis lids gently fluttered, his eyes glaring at the darkness around him, the eerie shapes of the furniture and the glimmering lights that projected in the room from outside. His body was numb, laid across the bed, slowly sinking into the soft mattress, the chilling feeling making him dizzy. He almost felt like the room was slightly spinning, but not enough to associate the feeling with nausea, but enough to make him want to stay still and try to calm it down.A strange feeling took over him in the minute he rose from the Animus in that night, one he never experienced before and that made him sad. He felt like the world around him
AltMal -Poison- for ShortieBat PoisonA knife flew through the air, its edge hitting a tree, while making a sharp sound. The knife remaind stuck into the darkish wood while another sharp object flew in the same direction as a pair of eyes watched carefully the lancet's movements, while a muffled curse slipped between two lips. Fingers curled around the handle of another knife, slowly throwing it up and quickly catch it by its cutting edge then violently thrown it in the direction of the tree. Another muffled curse echoed as the man shrugged annoyed."Come on, Malik, what is this? You can do better...", hissed the man to himself.As he took another throwing knife out of
AltMal - Scar - For opalbadcat ScarThe edge of a feather dipped into dark ink, as a hand started to guide it on the yellowish surface of a papyri, straight lines and curved bars forming the beginnings of a map. But then a sound filled the room, and the edge of the feather stopped its dance, as the hand let the plume aside on the wooden table. A pair of eyes looked around the chamber as lips curved into a mild smile when a man entered the room, his body wrapped into a dirty white robe, his face sheltered of curious eyes by a hood. Still, the newcomer's mouth smiled, his steps slowly guiding him toward the rafik's bureau."Malik...", the hooded man spoke."Welcome back,
Leonardo-AC Tarot-The Magician ChoicesDarkness; eye blinding darkness, slowly vanishing. Gray clouds circling as white light sprung slowly through cracks from somewhere below. His lids were heavy, his eyes painfully burning as he watched from above how everything surround him will turn into an intense blue. And then he realized it, his feet were not touching any ground. There was no ground and there was no sky, as there was nor left or right, the space around him... infinite. Strange fear suddenly corrupted his soul as his mind screamed any logic thought he could think of. This was unreal...But then something else happened, something he did not expect; he felt easy and
ACII - La Volpe IllusionsThe moon was high in the sky as he took another few steps on the tiles of the rooftop. He smiled as his violet eyes glared over the silent city. They said he had the ability to see through walls, an affirmation that made him smile; foolish people! But in the end, he liked it. They call him many things: murderer, "tagliagole", thief... But he preferred it better when they would call him simply "La Volpe", the Fox. He was the man of thousand possibilities and nobody knew his true self or not even his name... Gilberto... So common... It did not suit him at all, but sometimes, he longed to hear it spoken.But not now; now he wanted to
ACII - ShaunDes- for micouture Tea, Coffee, Spice & Everything NiceThe sound of metal hitting ceramic made him flicker as the speed of the noise intensified, his nostrils perceiving a powerful aroma he was so used by now, black tea. He tossed in bed as a soft growl echoed through the room, the man pulling the blanket over his head trying to resume his sleep. Outside was still dark, that meant it was way before 5 AM, so he had slept only for two hours. The previous Animus session prolonged more than he, or the others, could have anticipated sending everyone to sleep late in the night. His eyes were still stinging, as if there were millions of needles piercing through the
AC - AltairMaria - for sae85 To be FreeThe day was at its end, fading away slowly, the colors of the late evening starting to paint the sky in dark, the lighter hues and the warm tint of the day's sun vanishing at the horizon. The sounds of the early bright started to fade away, the birds ceasing their song, as the new melodies of the crickets started to echo through the air. And then a gust of wind turned nature to silence, and for a few seconds everything seemed deserted, without life, as if the breeze took away everything that lived. But then again the insects started to sing their tune, the high pitch notes made her smile as she glared outside the small window of t
ACB - The Doctor - For sae85 PerfectThe blade shone into the dim light of the candles, sending the reflection all over the walls, the thin luminous shapes dancing on the blockades as he was moving the scalpel between his fingers, his eyes glaring lazily at the sharp edge. Beautiful, perfect and pure, that's how his instruments had to be. Beautiful, because everything that object touched was ugly, diseased and rotting, perfect, because everything else he would cut would be imperfect and deformed and pure, because just that instrument would bring to an end the dirty creatures of this world. His voice purred and hissed, the sound echoing between the four walls, his angry
ACII-ABC- Ezio - for Veelocity What hurts the mostNumbness, that was all he could feel. Strange how he could almost sense the lethargy state crawling under his skin, like a living creature with a mind of his own. He wanted to move and go back, but he could not, not without being caught by the guards, by the people that he and his family trusted and protected and which betrayed them. And now they were dead, his father and both brothers, even the little one, Petruccio; gone forever. He let his head rest on his hands as palms covered his face, hiding the torn expression in his eyes, as he felt how a lump got stuck in his throat and suddenly air was hard to breathe. No answe
ACII - ShaunDesmondLucyRebecca AssassinationThe needle pierced the material, the long white thread following along keeping in place another piece of material. And then again the fingers pushed the pointy edge inside the textile, sowing it together with another cloth. He looked up quickly, his teeth biting his lower lip, his eyes staring back at the door as he stopped for a few seconds and listened and then quickly went back to sowing the fabric together. His tongue slipped out, brushing against his upper lip, as his lids narrowed behind the frames of his glasses, which were quickly pushed up his nose.He stopped again as he heard noises outside the room, but quickly wen
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