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Crossover.

{My first favorite Video Games} {Edits made by me :)}

On that note, I'm crying now cause the song "Would You Fall in Love With Me Again" would fit Altair and Maria, more specifically after Maria was killed and Altair went into exile for a while before taking back the assassins. Like bro! 😭 Altair just singing that to Maria's ghost, thinking it was his fault for not doing anything about it sooner. SHE WOULD LOVE YOY STILL YOU FREAKING FOOL!

You know the song "I'm Not Sorry for Loving You" from EPIC?

I was scrolling through Tumblr and found a post about Lucy Stillman, where it was talking about her backstory and how she did care about Desmond and his well-being (You might see where I'm going with this). While reading it I couldn't help but think about the song when Calypso sings her song to Odysseus and how despite what she put him through for 7 years on her island trying to make him fall in love with her. I couldn't help but think that song would fit Lucy pretty well actually. Like she did care for him and Desmond seemed to be interested in her. But after it was revealed she was a traitor and Desmond was forced to stab her, I feel like Lucy in the end didn't regret caring for Desmond and the only thing she regretted was getting swept up with the templars and Abstergo.

But the main point is that I can ABSOLUTELY see Lucy singing "I'm Not Sorry for Loving You" 🏝❤️

Altair needed a break from his demons lol.

Ladybug: And that's how my Lucky Charm works! After that, all the damage that was done, is repaired to how it was before.

Altaïr: fascinating.

You know the song "I'm Not Sorry for Loving You" from EPIC?

I was scrolling through Tumblr and found a post about Lucy Stillman, where it was talking about her backstory and how she did care about Desmond and his well-being (You might see where I'm going with this). While reading it I couldn't help but think about the song when Calypso sings her song to Odysseus and how despite what she put him through for 7 years on her island trying to make him fall in love with her. I couldn't help but think that song would fit Lucy pretty well actually. Like she did care for him and Desmond seemed to be interested in her. But after it was revealed she was a traitor and Desmond was forced to stab her, I feel like Lucy in the end didn't regret caring for Desmond and the only thing she regretted was getting swept up with the templars and Abstergo.

But the main point is that I can ABSOLUTELY see Lucy singing "I'm Not Sorry for Loving You" 🏝❤️

Wait-! What does that mean!? I haven't caught up with the webtoon comic in a long while. Is William mentioned in it?

If William Miles has 100,000 haters I'm one of them. If he has 1 hater, it's me. If he has no haters then I'm dead.

Genuinely, this man pisses me off to no end. The way he treats desmond, like he's no more than a tool to be used, is grating. And he repeatedly goes on about Desmond's genetic lineage as if he's some sort of show pony.

Let's talk about how Mr. Billiam Wiles over here should have the same ability to activate the eye because he, too, is related to Altair and Ezio and Ratonhnhaké:ton.

It wouldn't surprise me if William and Desmonds mom weren't even in love (because honestly who could love William for his personality) and were just together for genetics purposes like some sort of fucked up dog breeding program.

Also being reduced down to who you're related to is something I relate to but not in the same way and seeing other people being compared to their relatives, no matter who they are, pisses me off to no end because excuse me that is a grown ass man with his own thoughts and personhood.

But anyway that's my William miles hate train for today. Brought to you by my replay of AC3

Silly crossover 🙃

Altair is unfortunately stuck with Alastor for a little while.

Altair’s advice: don't go making deals with demons...

Hatsune miku and Ezio Auditore hanging out on my desk.

Don't mind them

With that being said, I can totally see Leonardo singing "Just Look My Way" from Helluva Boss.

Imagine an Assassin's Creed 'Loser, Baby' animatic with Ratonhnhaké:ton and Achilles or Edward's ghost shortly after the war ends...

I've honestly thought about making an animation like this, but with Desmond and Altair’s ghost instead. However, I could also see it with Connor and Achillies too 😁 (adding Edward's ghost at the end would be the tear jerker)

Guess who sits where 😉

Don't mind me. I'm just cooking with Inkarnate

Imagine an Assassin's Creed 'Loser, Baby' animatic with Ratonhnhaké:ton and Achilles or Edward's ghost shortly after the war ends...

I've honestly thought about making an animation like this, but with Desmond and Altair’s ghost instead. However, I could also see it with Connor and Achillies too 😁 (adding Edward's ghost at the end would be the tear jerker)

Drew my two favorite old dorks

(The first paper sketch version I drew in class)

So I was looking through some old drawing and stumbled upon this drawing cover for a crossover idea back in 2021. I remembered I wanted to make a crossover for my old Assassin's Creed Lost in Modern Ages AU with Five Night's at Freddy's. After the Altair is Missing story, which would reveal a twist that these two stories were connected in some way. Maybe I'll continue that story... If I can get motivation again for it. Till then- HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU GUYS! (Let's hope 2024 is better =] )

Previously on...

Assassin's Creed

Lost in Modern Ages

Now on with the show!

Leonardo: ... *moves the mask around a bit to get a better look* fascinating... I have never seen any comedy mask like this before!

New York, somewhere hidden in the city is the assassin's creed household. In the house, Leonardo Da Vinci is currently studying and observing SCP 035, who had almost succeeded in turning Jacob into another one of his temporary hosts. While Jacob himself is currently pouting and is covered in bruises from Shaun and Desmond tackling him down into the rubble of an old Venice house. Trying to stop him from putting SCP 035 on his face. Shaun and Desmond stand by Leonardo while he observes the mask (with safety tongs of course). While Evie and Ezio are trying their best to console Jacob from the incident that had taken place. Some of the others watch intently as Leonardo tries to get a better understanding of the possessive mask.

Shaun: you can say that again...

Evie: come on Jacob.

Jacob: *huffs and turns away from Evie*

Evie: Jacob I said I was sorry! I didn't actually, believe you were being serious.

Jacob: well I was!

Ezio: come now amico, you can't be mad at your sister forever.

Jacob: bet!

Evie: *sighs*

Malik: so explain to us why this *does air quotes* "possessive mask" tried to get Jacob to wear it, exactly?

Connor: ya cause this thing... looks cursed.

Shaun: right. Desmond you wanna give this one away or-

Desmond: ya I got this one. *clears throat* Ok so basically the possessive mask, better known to the foundation as SCP-035, is a possessive mask that requires a human or humanoid-like host, organic or not so long as it has a humanoid face shape, it will possess the body and will essentially cause the original person to go brain dead and well dies.

Shaun: Once then, he'll take over that body and talk through it with his voice, he'll sometimes take on the traits of those he possesses, going as far as to even know every bit of information and memory that the person had when they were alive. And-

Rebecca: and he knows everything about the human brain and mind so this guy knows how to talk you into doing anything he wants you to do. He also has telepathic abilities as well.

Shaun: . . .

Desmond: . . .

Rebecca: what? Come on you guys, you think you are the only ones who are into this stuff?

Arno: Uh... so wait- hold on so, why choose Jacob as a host?

Jacob: because I'm awsome-

Shaun: probably because he was the easiest out of all of us there to be persuaded into putting him on.

Jacob: Hey!

Edward: So that mask can talk too?

Desmond: ya- well kind of.

Edward: if that mask can talk, then why isn't it talking?

Shaun: surprisingly, I have no idea. Usually this thing loves to talk.

Maria: You also mentioned something about a foundation. What kind of foundation are you refuring to?

Desmond: The SCP foundation.

Alexios: s.c.p?

Desmond: Secure.

Shaun: Contain.

Rebecca: Protect.

Desmond: We die in darkness so you may live in the light-

Connor: Wait, wait! ... that kind of sounds like our saying...

Arno:... What?

Connor: You know. The whole, "We work in the dark to serve the light." That phrase.

Jacob: I SAY WE SUE THEM-

Ezio: ya wait- HEY! They completely stole our phrase and just re-worded it!

Desmond: I-... Huh, I never noticed that before.

Aveline: OK can we get back to the foundation thing! Desmond, continue please.

Desmond: Right, well they're the main goal is to contain anomalies as a way of protecting humanity from the danger some of them possess, and to study and research them and how they work, as well as keeping the normalcy of the world.

Shaun: living or Object.

Rebecca: or just weird phenomenons that happen.

Jacob: secure, contain, protect ... Ok I'll give them this... That's a cool acronym! Why can't we do something like that!?

Bayek: Because we never needed one.

Edward: well ya but it be really nice to have one.

Alexios: The Templars have a name to brand themselves and make money why can't we?

Ezio: they have point.

Aya: we're not get an acronym for the creed.

Jacob: well why not!? We could brand ourselves and make cash!

Connor: I'm fine with how we have creed as it is.

Jacob: Oh Connor! You silly, silly, man... acronyms are cool if you know how to do it right. Makes you stick out.

Malik: exactly why we don't need one.

There is an eerie, echo of mocking laughter that fills the room, sending shivers down everyone's spine, as everyone slowly starts turning their attention to the mask still being held in the tongs Leonardo was using to hold it.

035: "My your all quite the delight to be around~. Talking about the most simplest off topic things then make it a big deal out of it the deeper you go. It's quite amusing really~."

Leonardo nearly drops the tongs he was using to hold the mask, just bearly catching them in time.

Desmond: alright @$$hole what's your game here?

035: "Aw~ can't we just have a nice chat? I am a people person after all."

Jacob: screw you! You nearly turned me into a walking corps for you to pilot!

035: "Touché now aren't we?"

Maria: ok... this is just getting werid even for us.

Malik: agreed.

Shaun: Don't even think about trying to mind control us either.

Rebecca: ya! We're elite b@#$, you can't touch us.

035: "I can see that. Many of you in the room currently each have the gift. The gift of the ancient Isu race. It would be a challenge... but who doesn't like a good challenge? Isn't that right Leonardo. Ah how good it is to see such a now famous face."

Leonardo: we've... met before?

035: "oh yes! 1487, you were invited by some of the richest Nobleman in the country of Italy to have one of you paintings displayed in an art gallery. I ran into when you were looking at some of the other art pieces inside. I recognized one of your works and complmented you on it. Remember?"

Leonardo: *nervously chuckles* I think you have the wrong painter, cause I would have certainly... remember. . .

Ezio: ... Leo?

Leonardo: . . .

Desmond: Uh Leonardo?

Leonardo: . . . *gently puts the metal tongs down onto the table and walks over behind Ezio, only to stare blankly at the mask in horror* . . . I remember you now.

Jacob: Wait! Wait! Hold up! So you have, actually met this family mask!?

035: "indeed he has! You know, Ezio your friend here was quite different from all the ither artist I meet that day. He's Cheerful, optimistic, smart, well rounded, open minded, greatly empathic and expressive, and very curious man by nature. He did actually almost uncovered my secret during our talk, that was how curious of a man you were. But Leonardo is also a chronic procrastinator, and very easily distractible. If I hadn't pointed out one of the paintings to you had done, Hehe, you might have actually uncovered my secrect long ago.

Ezio: Hey-! Wait... how did you know my-

Shaun: he can read minds Ezio, remember?

Leonardo: Mio dio...

035: That's my name! Well the name I prefer to be called by.

Malik: Dio?

035: Well actually it's more of D y o. Greak name. Ah the greaks and the Roman empire, such a marvelous time to be alive then. Right Alexios?"

Alexios: oh indeed it is! Quite a beautiful place!

Arno: Don't fuel the fire Alexios! It's trying to get inside your head by feeding you complements!

Shaun: Wait so were you actually made by greak Gods or-

Desmond: Shaun, buddy come on we've been over this. I still think he's secretly the black lord of Alagadda.

Shaun: yes but how on earth does Alagadda line up with the bits and pieces of information the foundation has on him so far?

Desmond: he's a big @$$ lier Shaun! You can't believe ever word that comes out his mouth.

Shaun: true but-

Connor: OK! Are we done here!?

035: "nope! And please you two do keep talking. I rather like this little side conversation about me~."

Jacob: f@#$ you.

035: "Aw~ is someone still mad about me?"

Jacob: yes!?!?

035: "Well I guess that makes two of you then."

Desmond: uhm, two?

035: "Yes, isn't that right... Kassandra."

Everyone in the living room turned and looked up to see Kassandra standing their with face of anger spread across it, lookimh stright down at the mask. Her staff of caduceus in her hands.

Alexios: sister?

Kassandra: . . . What. The hell. Is that damn maks. . . Doing in our house!?

🎭🦅

There will be more 😉

Stay tuned for the next part 👌

Assassin's creed Lost in Modern Ages

Crossover (SCP Foundation)

September 13, 1478 Venice

It was a cool night in Venice many of the citizens have all retired to their beds after a long day. The streets were empty, with so few wandering the streets, drunks from inns, and thieves that hid in the shadows, while a handful of guards patrolled from the roofs then streets, on the night shift. However, one peculiar plague doctor seemed to be the only current occupant to roam the torch-lit streets of Venice with a cane in hand and his trusty medical bag in the other. After a long day of working to perfect his cure, he decided to find a place of rest, as much as it pained him, eventually, sooner or later, even his own body and mind needed to rest. Besides his work will still be there when he wakes.

His walk was quite peace full, as Venice had nice weather this time of year. The cooling calm winds and... the sound of running footsteps? The doctor heard what sounded like running leather boots clicking against tile roofing. The Doctor looked up to the roofs of the Venice buildings, but saw nothing, only hearing the sounds of the roof tiles clanking.

The sound grew closer as the Doctor stepped carefully along the dim-lit streets, keeping an ear to the sounds of clanking tiles, eventually stepping back a little close by a nearby alleyway entrance, not even realizing that his back was to it. That is until he heard something fall from the roofs above it. Swiftly turning his full body around, he saw someone in hooded robing falling from above the alleyway. This fall was... Quite the systematic one. First, the figure hit his side against a wooden railing of a someone's balcony- "broken rib" -then went falling stomach first onto a metal pole- "lost of oxygen and abdomen damage"- then finally lands back first into the side of a hay cart, no doubt damaging his center spine and the side of the cart that's side was smashed into bits by the figure's fall.

The figure in question groaned loudly in pain as he laid still, trying to regain breath. The Doctor slowly walked over to the figure, leaning down over him to try and get a better look at the damages. It seems this man had already gone through hell before the troublesome fall.

Not only was he pretty sure this man had a damaged spine, cracked rib- well rib(s) now that he has a better look at him. Two arrows lodged into his right shoulder and one in his left outer thigh, a large gash on the right side of his torso, (from a sword no doubt from the size) and to make this matter worse for the man, (at least what the doctor could tell from the visible lower facial features from his hood), his ankle looks like it's seen better days than this. How does he know this? Well, it doesn't take a medical degree to know that ankles... don't normally bend that way for a human.

His ankle probably was what caused the man to fall from the roof, to begin with now that he thinks about it. The Doctor tilted his head curiously at the fallen man, if anyone else was there to see it the man would look more bird-like in comparison. The man's chest was still rising and falling, indicating that he was still alive, which surprised the doctor greatly. Especially after whatever this man had just gone through, including the three-story fall from the rooftops and the harsh landing... By all logic this man should probably be dead by now from the fall... but no. He was still holding on by a thread, but only a thread.

There was something odd about this man. This man seemed to be one of the few handfuls of people who didn't carry the pestilence... but there was something else there... something he couldn't quite place... he had sensed this once before, in another patient once before... something within him... Something ancient. He also looked rather familiar to the doctor, but he wasn't sure as to why.

So many questions.

The doctor decided to take his doctor's stick and try to use it to gently wake the man from his coma. With a gentle poke to the man's hip, hoping that it was the least damaged spot on the poor soul. The man began to steer, as he moaned in pain. The plague doctor backed away slightly to give the man in the hood some space.

Ezio tried to sit up but was hit with both dizziness and nauseousness almost rejecting his launch right then and there. He quickly laid back down with pain stinging with his every movement. He dared not move, for everything felt like it was getting stapped at.

Plague Doctor(049): (in Italian) ah, sei una veglia ora. Are you alright? That was quite the nasty fall you had.

Ezio slowly began to open his eyes for the first time since the fall, as he turned his head slightly towards the sound of the voice that was speaking to him. He would have jumped if he wasn't in so much pain, but he quickly relaxed when he realized that it was just one of the many doctors around Venice.

Ezio: (in his head) (What conveyance. It's not Leonardo conveyance, but it will have to do... wait... did this doctor... not know who I am?) Ugh... do-

Ezio tried to speak but was quickly interrupted by the sounds of shouting guards. This quickly grabbed the plague doctor's attention, as he swiftly turned his beak'd face in the direction from where the yelling was coming from. There he saw four armed guards coming this way, yelling in Italian; "Assassino! Find him! Find the Assassino!".

... so that's why he looked so familiar. The fallen man that was laying in pain before him was the infamous, "Assassino" he's heard so much gossip and talk over, the hooded face of every wanted poster in Venice if not all of Italy. The injuries and arrows logged in his body like a pincushion was starting to make more sense now. He must have been running from the local guards but ended up getting overpowered by them, and no doubt from the rooftops to make the matter worse for the assassin.

Ezio could hear the guards shouting for him. He tried to inch his way into the haybale that was so close to him, but the pain was incredibly unbearable for him to even move. He knew how this story was gonna go, the doctor will surely recognize him now, call the guards over to them, the guards would arrest Ezio, and he'll end up in a deep pit of trouble for this. And right before his latest assassination too. Maybe he can try and convince the doctor to aid him?

Ezio: (in Italian) Signore-! *grunts and heavy breaths* per favore... help me... hide me from the guards- *grunts* I need a doctor.

The doctor thought for a moment. The man didn't have the pestilence, but he definitely, needed a doctor to aid him. Famous wanted assassin or not, he still needed the help of a medical professional. And who better qualified a doctor than the plague doctor himself?

The plague doctor nodded, putting his cane and medical bag aside against the alleyway wall, as he carefully and swiftly grabbed Ezio from under his armpits and dragged him into the large haystack pile from the broken cart. Making sure to hide every inch of his body in it, while making sure not to aggravate his injuries any further.

Once the task was done, he grabbed his cane and bag just in time, as he saw the guards rush up to him. Their weapons were drawn in his direction, nearly inches away from his body. Unfazed by this action, the plague doctor began to speak calmly to them.

Plague doctor: (Italian) Greetings gentleman. How may I help you?

Gaurd 1: Have you seen the Assassino?

Gaurd 2: we saw the bastardo run this way and then fall through here!

Guard 3: you better not be hiding him somewhere!

Gaurd 4: calm yourself fool! Now tell us where he is!?

Plague Doctor: Hm... Well I do believe I saw him crash right here *lightly gestures to the broken cart* and then limp his way, down the end of this street, *faces his head to the right* then made a sharp left at the end of those housings over there. *points to a far distance corner* His condition is poor, he shouldn't be too hard to find.

Guard 4: Heh! He better!

Gaurd 2: We made sure the assassino couldn't run for long.

Gaurd 1: good thinking with spraining his ankle!

Gaurd 3: of course! And with the fall he took, he certainly can not run long.

Plague doctor: clearly.

Guard 1: Scusi?

Plague doctor: will that be all from you gentlemen?

Gaurd 3: ... You better not be trying to trick us you- *raises his rapier at the doctor*

Guard 4: *pushes Gaurd 3's rapier down* easy there, we got the information we wanted. Besides... there's something... *gestures for all the guards to lean in together* *whispers* There's something rather... uncanny about this doctor...

They all looked over at the plague doctor, as he stared right back at them. The plague doctor's grey-blue eyes holding the gaurds stiffly in place.

Plague Doctor: ...

Gaurd 3: ...

Gaurd 4: . . .

Gaurd 2: ...

Gaurd 1: . . . Uhm- *clears throat* right then, uh- thank you signore, that will be all. Have a safe night.

They take their leave down the street glancing back at the doctor every now and then, as the plague doctor stood silently in place, watching them intently as they walked away. Once far enough they soon continued to speed down the street after the assassin.

The doctor sighed, as he began to gently retrieve Ezio out from under the haystack. Laying him upright against the wall.

Plague doctor: are you all right?

Ezio: *hisses in pain* still in pain, but great full. Grazie dottore, I would have been killed or tortured if not for you.

Plague Doctor: of course. Is that not what doctors are for? To aid the sick and dying. Though I suppose in your case, were rather close to.

Ezio: *chuckles bitterly* *pulls his hood down* That bad is it?

Plague Doctor: could be worse my boy.

The Assassino was rather... young. Maybe in his late 20s, from his rather young apreance now that the doctor has a more closer look at him.

Plague Doctor: You might want to loose some of your armor if I am to aid you more effectively.

Ezio: of course. *starts to remove only his more heavier armor leaving his assassin robes and shoulder pads*

Plague Doctor: *goes through his medical bag and starts shuffling through it* Rather young to be living such a thrill seaking life don't you think?

Ezio: *shrugs* not like I had a choice... why did you not turn me in?

Plague Doctor: *pauses* hm?

Ezio: when the gaurds were yelling for me... why didn't you turn me in? Would it not been the safer option? After all, I am the infamous assassino of Italy. A wanted criminal. A killer.

Plague Doctor: ... why like I said before. A doctor's job is to help the people in need from whatever it is that they are suffering from. That includes those who aren't exactly, perfect angels.

Ezio: *chuckles* that's how it goes.

The plague doctor began pulling out what he needed from his medical bag, and began working on Ezio's ankle first. Slowly and carefully the Plague Doctor removed Ezio's leather boot off and started to Lightly touch the twisted ankle to assess the damage done to it. Ezio flinched and hissed at the lightest pressure applied to it.

Well this means the boy might not like what the doctor has to do to fix this...

Plague Doctor: *looks at Ezio with a serious look* you might want to bite down on something.

Ezio: . . . *nods* *takes off his lone glove and puts it in his mouth* *muffled* ready.

Plague Doctor: *nods* just one little readjustment and- *quickly shifts the ankle back into place*

Ezio: *muffled yell* AAAH! *hisses and tears up a bit* . . . Ow...

Plague Doctor: there we are. * pulls out some lavender sented paste and rubbed some of it onto the ankle before carefully wrapping up the ankle* The worst of it has been taken care of. The rest should come easy.

Ezio: *groans* *muffled* glade to hear...

The Plague Doctor began to work his way up from the ankle to the other injuries. He began removing the arrow from his outer thigh and patching up the wound, next he sowed up the large gash on his torso side, then got to the other two arrows stuck in his shoulder.

The assassin was lucky that his armor kept the arrows from piercing his skin any deeper. The plague doctor then took care of what he could from the outside for the ribs and back before finally bandaging the rest of his ribs in place.

Plague Doctor: there we go. With out the aid of surgery, I'm afraid all I can offer is out of body treatment for the broken ribs and back. However some simple rest should help heal both with time-

Ezio: *muffled* No! *takes the glove out his mouth and puts it back on* I have important business to take care of tomorrow, that requires me to be in top physical shape. I can not wait that long for me to make a full recovery.

Plague Doctor: hmm... There is... maybe something I could do that might be able to boost your body's recovery time... However, it is experimental and I have yet to find a suitable subject who's willing to test it and showed me any useful results other than... the usual results.

Ezio: hm... we'll I guess you're in luck Doctor. *slowly sits up a bit* I'll be willing to test it.

Plague Doctor: *perks up a bit* really? Your more then willing to test my new concoction?

Ezio: Sì. If it means I'm healed up quicker, then I'm more then willing. For much is at stake tomorrow.

Plague Doctor: Marvelous! I'll prepare it at once!

Ezio: Bene, the sooner I can move again the sooner I can get back to what I need to do.

Plague Doctor: of course, my boy! *begins to excitedly shuffle through his bag for everything that he needed*

The plague doctor pulled out two glass vials and a syringe. one of the viles was full of a mysterious black liquid substince and the other seemed to be half full with some kind of red liquid with a light shimmer to it. Ezio watched intently as the plague doctor stuck the needle into the vile with the back substince, filling it up only half way, before moving onto the other vile and only taking a small quarter of the red shimmery liquid.

The plague doctor then turned over to Ezio.

Plague Doctor: I will need a bit of your blood inorder for this to work.

Ezio: *nods* do what you must, Doctor.

Plague Doctor: *nods* lend me your arm.

Ezio: *lifts up his arm to the Plague Doctor*

Plague Doctor: You'll only feel a small pinch. *carefully sticks the syringe into the inside of Ezio's elbow*

The doctors fills the rest of the syringe with Ezio's blood as he takes the needle out and let's the three liquids mix together, creating a more shimmery lighter black liquid color.

Ezio: *puts his arm back up for the Doctor*

Plague Doctor: *chuckles* I appreciate the dedication, but that won't be necessary.

Ezio: huh? *confused*

Plague Doctor: inorder for this to have any possible chances of succeeding. The injection must be inserted into you back, specifically the spinal cord.

Ezio: I see... *takes a deep breath in and out* ... *carefully moves towards the plague doctor and turns around*

Ezio lifted up the back of his robes revenge his bare, scarred, back, sitting up as straight as he could.

Ezio: ready.

Plague Doctor: Bene. *takes the syringe and carefully injects the liquid in Ezio's upper spine, just under the neck joint and right on one of Ezio's nerve line*

Ezio: Gah!

Ezio would have flinch but for a moment he couldn't move, it wasn't untill the syringe was removed that Ezio regained his ability to move again.

Plague Doctor: *starts to quickly put away his things and pulls out a leather-bound journal* Do you mind if I write down the effects that this new cure has on you?

Ezio: Effects?

Plague Doctor: Of course, after all I did say this concoction was new. So, how do you feel?

Ezio: hm... we'll I feel fine-

Ezio was cut off, as he begain to feel strange. The injected area of his spinal nerves felt like they were on fire, slowly traveling down his back into the rest of his bones. Ezio grit his teeth, but even them, his teeth left like they were set a flame.

Ezio: Grr- but now I feel like my whole skeleton is on fire!

The Doctor quickly jotted down Ezio's sudden reaction in his leather-bound journal. Careful observing the effects the liquid mix has on Ezio.

The burning felt like it was getting worse as Ezio did his best to keep silent less the gaurds hear him and come back for them. Ezio's body suddenly started to shake like it was cold, even though his body felt like it was lit a blaze.

The Plague Doctor could only watch and observe. Already he didn't seem pleased with the effects.

Plague Doctor: ... (oh no. It seems the results will be the same again with this one. First the burning feeling in the bones, the uncontrollable chill like shaking-)

Ezio: *quickly breathing*

Plague Doctor: (quick and short breaths... then-)

Ezio: *breathing slows down before slowly starting slouch back*

Ezio's body stopped shaking and began to slouch against the alleyway wall, unmoving.

Plague Doctor: ... hm? usually they vomit the sryum out before passing... *sighs* *closes his journal* it would seem this one was nothing more, but a repeated reaction as the other specimens. Though I suppose the, not vomiting, was somewhat of a change... a poor young soul... though his passing was not left in vain, for it was for the good o-

Ezio: *groans* uh... *sits up fully and rubs the back of his neck*

Plague Doctor: *perks up in surprise* . . . mon Dieu... he's alive?

Ezio: *stretches* Uhg... did... did the medicine work?

Plague Doctor: *slowly stands up grabing his Doctor's cane and offers it to Ezio* only one way to find out my boy.

Ezio: ... *slowly reaches to take the plague doctor's cane*

Using the cane as leverage, Ezio pulled himself up using the Plague Doctor's cane and letting his hurt ankle take the first step on solid ground. Ezio winced for a moment expecting to feel pain, but the pain never came. Ezio straightened his posture as he handed the cane back to the plague doctor.

Ezio took a few small steps in place and began rolling some of his joints around, testing them, hardly believing what had just happened.

Plague Doctor: *smirks (if he visbly could)* Now, how do you feel?

Ezio: I feel... I feel... *unsheaths his sword and begins lightly spinning it around with his wrist motion only*

Ezio then proceeded to practice swing the blade at the air, before flinging it into the air, almost like the blade weighed nothing to him at all. Ezio almost with sharp pursition, catching it with just his his index and middle finger like it was a throwing knife.

Ezio: I feel like a whole new assassino! *chuckles* *re-sheaths his sword*

Plague Doctor: The boost effects of my cure seem to have kicked in rather quickly. *opens his journal again and starts writing things down* You have truly impressed me assassino.

Ezio: please, call me Ezio. You have earned my trust Doctor on this one. I can not thank you enough for this- cure. You call it? That you have given me. The boost effects are greatly impressive.

Plague Doctor: of course, Ezio. *puts his journal back into his medical bag* For my cure, is most effective.

Ezio: effective indeed. *flexes his hand joints* ...

Ezio starts shuffling through his pouch, pulling out a small pouch handing it over to the Plague Doctor. The Doctor took the small pouch, opening it to reveal a good amount of Florins with in the pouch. The doctor looked at Ezio with confusion, as he tilted his head.

Ezio couldn't help but compare the doctor's current look to a that of a crow. The plague Doctor then handed the money back into Ezio's gloved hand.

Plague Doctor: This is quite the portion of Florins. I could not except this I-

Ezio: I insist. For everything that you have done for me this day, for not just saving my life, but the many lives of Venice. You've earned this.

Plague Doctor: you testing my sryum was more than enough of a thank you.

Ezio: *sighs and put the Florins back on his pouch* Then my I at least walk you to your place of residency? Ro make sure you get home safe?

Plague Doctor: that will not be necessary. For I haven't settled in one spot for a very, long time.

Ezio: you travel?

Plague Doctor: indeed. For I have traveled over many places in Eroup, to eradicate a deadly disease, better known as, the pestilence.

Ezio: (does he mean the bubonic plague?) Hm... well if that is the case, then my I at least settle you to an inn? I know one of good quality that I stay in every now and then.

Plague Doctor: sí, I would appreciate that very much, thank you.

Ezio: it is no trouble doctor.

Ezio escorted the plague doctor to one of the Inns in Venice. Letting the inn keeper know that the plague doctor would be staying and to treat the man well.

Inn keeper: of course, Assassino! After saving my business, I'd be more then happy to aid you I anyway I can!

Ezio: Bene, Grazie! Take good care of this man while he is here. *pats the plague doctor's shoulder* you will be in good hands here doctor.

Plague Doctor: Grazie, assassin. I hope our paths my cross again in the future.

Ezio: as do I.

The inn keeper hands the plague doctor the keys to his room where he'll be staying in. The two begin walking towards the stair case when Ezio stops them for a moment.

Ezio: oh uh, one last thing before I take off.

Plague Doctor: what is it, Ezio?

Ezio: got any poison? I've been meaning to restock but, got turned around a bit, as you probably know why. *scratches the back of his head*

Plague Doctor: *nods* of course. *shuffles through his back and pulls out a small bottle of poison* will this suffice?

Ezio: Bene! Thank you. *takes the poison and stores it away* are you sure you don't need any flo-

Plague Doctor: *waves his hand a bit dismissively* no need my boy, as I had said before that you testing my latest cure was good enough of a thank you.

Ezio: very well then. I wish you safe travels Doctor.

Plague Doctor: and I wish you luck as well, Ezio.

Ezio: *smiles and waves goodbye before heading out of the Inn*

The plague doctor begins walking up the stairs to find his room in the Inn. Once the plague doctor finds and unlocks his room door, he opens it and walks into the room. He began setting his things down when he noticed something sparkling from his windowsill from the corner of his eye. He turned and walked over to get a better look at what it could be. He was then met with what looked to be a small leather pouch full of Florins inside as well as a note on top of it. The Doctor picked up the pouch with one hand then took out the Note from the pouch to read it.

It read as follows.

To the doctor, thank you for the service you have done for me this night. You have saved many more lives then just mine. I hope these Florins help you well enough on your journey.

From, Ezio.

The doctor snorts a bit. A stubborn boy. He thinks to himself. Something told the doctor that the assassin would be just fine on his own journey. He took a glance around to see Ezio was still somewhere around, but saw no one along the empty streets. Seeing as finding the assassin to bring the money back would be a fruitless task. He is most likely hiding no doubt, because the plague doctor could still sense a familiar presence somewhere close by. With the shake of the head the doctor went to go put the given Florins into his medical bag, then walked back to the window to close it shut.

Ezio watched as the plague doctor closed his room window, smiling as he went off to Leonardo's place to rest for the night. He had a big day tomorrow, and he had one heck of a story to tell Leonardo in the morning at breakfast.

Welp! I hope you enjoyed this mini crossover of Assassin Creed and The SCP foundation! I have actually been proofing and rewriting it for some time now, I do hope you guys enjoyed it!

Stay safe and see you in the next post! 👋 🌙

The Epic Adventures of Malik and Leonardo

Episode 4

It was dark, cold, and wet as Malik was laying flat on his back on the wet, sandy, shore line of a beach. A bruise had formed a dark shade of purple on his forehead, his cloths were soaked for the cold ocean waters as fingers began to sink a little onto the sand as time went on for who knows how long now.

Voice: Brother, please wake up.

Malik: hm... w-what? *sits up and rubs his head*

Malik noticed a little plastic bag tied to his wrist, that looked like the other half was torn apart from it.

Malik: ... (what happen?)

Voice: Don't you remember what happened brother? What happened to the artist... out at sea?

Malik turned immediately pale as the memories of what happened came rushing back to him. The narrow escape they had with two templar agents, the water ride down the New York water canal, getting hit twice in the forehead, him and Leonardo getting sent out to sea- ... Leonardo... Leonardo-

Malik: DA VINCI! *gets up and starts looking around frantically* DA VINCI! LEO! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!? LEONARDO!!!

Malik starts running down the shore, looking around for the renaissance artist, when not a moment later, Malik makes a sharp stop as he skids across the sand to see by the shoreline someone laying unconscious in the sand.

Malik: Leonardo?! *runs over to the person*

Sure enough, it was Leonardo. He was found laying on his side shivering from the cold waters tgat have left also soaked his cloths. His beret, luck for him, was just a few inches away from his person, sitting soaked and dirtied by the sand. His wrist also had the other half of the plastic bag that Leonardo had tied around both him and Malik's wrist.

Malik: Leo! *helps lift him a bit, but keeps him on his side* Hey! Leonardo! *slaps him a bit on the cheek* Hey! come on Leonardo! Speak to me damn it!

Malik couldn't help but remember something similar like this happening once. Back when he and Altair were novices, Malik rememberes a particular time when he was trying to teach Altair how to swim. His brother Kadar was there to support them as Malik tried to coach Altair how to swim. Only for Altair to end up being accidentally swept up by the current the minute he tried to get his first stroke in. Malik had to not only save him, but also resuscitate him while his brother panicked the whole time.

"in a whisper"

Malik: "Novice. Never again." *turns Leonardo over and is about to resuscitate him*

Just before Malik could do anything, Leonardo began to move a little, when all of a sudden he quickly sat up straight and began to cough up all the sea water from his lungs, regaining his breath after the water was all out.

Leonardo: *still shaking a bit* *cough* *cough* uh... M-Malik?

Malik: *face covered in the coughed up sea water* . . . charming, but yes- *wipes the water off his face* it's me.

Leonardo: S-Scusate about that M-Malik. *grabs his Beret and wrings out a bit of the water*

Malik: *sighs* it's fine Leonardo. Belive me, you could have done worse to me while waking up from something like that.

Leonardo: *puts his hat back on his head* How so?

Malik: Well, *takes the plastic off his wrist* like you could have socked me clean in the jaw or eye while waking up.

Leonardo: *chuckles* had a personal first hand experiences, I'm guessing? *takes the plastic off his wrist too*

Malik's mouth formed a straight line as he remembered the aftermath of resuscitating Altair back to life. The first time it happened he could see Altair's chest rising and falling like normal. Signaling that he was still alive, but he didn't move other then that. Not until Malik got closer, mid-way saying his name, Altair shot up and socked Malik in the face out of reflex. Altair apologized after words but the memory of how hard he hit him just kind of stuck with him. He also remembered how his brother's worry turned into laughter at his brothers poor misfortune. The second time however, happend kind of similarly, but he ended up getting hit in the eye instead. He stopped trying to teach Altair how to swim after that.

Malik: -_- ... ya, you can say that. Let's go with that... how are you feeling?

Leonardo: Much better now. *forms a small smile* Thanks to you of course.

Malik: it was no trouble. "not the first time I had to save a drowning man".

Leonardo: *tilts his head in curiosity at Malik* ...

Malik: ... What? Is something-

Leonardo: *grabs both side of Malik's head, pulls his forehead up closer to himself and seems to be examining Malik's forehead*

Malik: Hey! *struggles in his grip* What hell are you doing!?

Leonardo: My that's quite the nasty bruise you have on your head. You need medical attention right away!

Malik: *breaks free from Leonardo's grip* I'm fine for now Leonardo.

Leonardo: are you sure? A bruise like that on the head would have knocked you cold at least for a long while.

Malik didn't want to think about how long they might have been there for, seeing how it is now pitch back in the night means they have been a drift at sea for hours. He was just glad he didn't lose his memories or got some kind of head trauma. Who knows if Leonardo would have woken up if Malik hadn't waken up as well.

Malik: ... I'm fine really Leonardo.

He didn't want to think about that.

Malik: *quickly stands up* Now let's- *almost tips over from dizziness* wow-!

Leonardo: *catches him and sits him back down* I think other wise.

Malik: Ugh- I told you I'll be ok. I just stood up to quickly... what of yourself? Your lungs were practically like water balloons when I found you.

Leonardo: I am still breathing, am I not. Though it seems like one of us will pass out not only from exhaustion, but a hit to the head as well.

Malik: *sighs* Look, once we find shelter for the night, you can mother me all you like. *searches his jacket pocket for the drive* at least we escaped with the-

Malik felt around his pocket for the drive only to find, it wasn't in there.

Malik: sh*t!

Leonardo: what's wrong, Malik?

Malik: Damn it! The drive is gone! It could have been carried off MILES out to sea for all-

Leonardo: *pulls out the drive in the plastic baggie* this?

Malik: ...

Leonardo: *chuckles* have no fear my friend, it is safe with me.

Malik: *sighs in relief* thank god you suggested that we carry it in a plastic bag.

Leonardo: Wel, looking back on it now, it wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Malik: *nods* guess so.

Leonardo: ... *looks around* ... uh... Malik?

Malik: yes Leo?

Leonardo: Where are we exactly?

Malik: ... I'm not sure? *slowly stands up this time and Helps Leonardo up*

The two turned around to see a large metal fence concreted down, sperating the beach from a roadway that was illuminated by street lights. Not to far from the road was a billboard, while the roadway continued on towards a large city.

Leonardo: ... are we still in New York? Or are we... some place else?

Malik: hm... that billboard might give us a bit more information. I doubt our phones will work, after being washed up from the shores. *starts walking towards the fence*

Leonardo: *puts the drive away and quickly follows behind*

Once they got to the Fence, Malik began to swiftly climb up over the fence. Despite getting his prosthetic arm wet, it still functioned as normal as he scaled the chain linked fence. He'll have to thank Rebecca again later for the water tight protection. Once he reached the top, he dropped down with a tuck an roll landing perfectly on the other side.

Leonardo: ...

Malik: ok, your turn Leonardo. Be quick though, I fear someone will not want us to be here this time of hour.

Leonardo: coming! ... *starts to slowly climb the fence*

Leonardo slowly made his way up the chain linked fence, making sure not to slip or miss place his footing. Once he reached the top he froze as he looked down, suddenly realizing now how tall he underestimated the fence.

Malik: ... well? What's the hold up?

Leonardo: it's uh... rather high... don't you think?

Malik: come now Leonardo, your over exaggerating.

The fence seemed to be a 12 feet tall fence. To Leonardo this might as well have been a building ledge. Malik however.

Malik: it's just a short drop down, nothing more.

Leonardo: *gulps* uh... I think I'll just climb down. *is getting ready to climb down* you'll catch me if I fall right?

Malik: *sighs* you have my word.

Leonardo: Grazie. *starts to make a slow decent down*

As he got closer half way down the water dripping from his clothes caused Leonardo to slip by accident as he began to fall the rest of the way down.

Leonardo: AAAH! MALIK! CATCH ME CATCHMECATCHME-

Malik: HOLD ON! *Jumps over to Leonardo and catches him*

The gravity pulled the two down as Malik caught Leonardo, but sadly got the worst of it as Leonardo landed on top of him.

Leonardo: *laying on top of Malik* ugh... grazie Malik... for catching me...

Malik: no trouble Leonardo... no trouble at all... now would you be so kind... as to get off of me now?

Leonardo: oh! *quickly gets off of Malik* scusate Malik. *scratches the back of his head*

Malik: *gets up* it's fine Leonardo. *sighs* now then, let's see where we are. *walks towards the Billboard*

Leonardo: *follows behind*

Once they reached the billboard. Their eyes widen almost in perfect unison as they read; welcome to Jacksonville Florida. Malik's left eye started to twitch as he kept re-reading the billboard over and over in his head.

Leonardo: uh... Malik? ...

Malik: *through gridded teeth* yes? Leonardo?

Leonardo: ... We some how seem to have ended up in Florida...

Malik: I can see that quite well Leonardo... what I want to know is... How. The. hell. Did WE END UP IN FLORIDA!!!

Leonardo: ... Well... look on the bright side Malik.

Malik: *just glares a Leonardo* how... I wanna know... how exactly there is a bright side to all this?

Leonardo: . . . At least we're not dead? *shrugs sheepishly and nervously*

Malik: . . . Heh. . . Heheh... Haha! *insane laughter* at least we're not dead he says! Haha! nahn lam namta! (We're not dead!) Haha- *slowly just falls onto his knees* Uugh... we're so screwed. . .

Leonardo: ... *puts his index finger to his chin* maybe that hit to the head did more damage then I feared.

Malik: ... *sighs* L-Look I'm sorry... I will admit... that was probably not a pleasant sight to see... it's late, we're tired... *stands back up* let's just start walking towards the city and find a place to stay... *Yawns* Then we'll wake up with a more rested minds and plan our way back home, before William comes to pick up the drive in New York.

Leonardo: *nods* sounds like a good plan to me.

Malik: good, now let's make our way over then... it's going to be a long walk. *starts walking in the direction of the city*

Leonardo: *is about to follow Malik but suddenly stops and turns around* hm?

Leonardo turns around in the opposite direction of city and notices a bright light, not to far from where he was standing.

Leonardo: *turns back over at Malik before looking back at the bright light, then back to Malik* ... *starts rushing toward the bright lights*

Malik: *walking exhaustedly towards the city* ... *starts to rub his forehead from the pain* Ugh... Leonardo... I want to apologize for... all this- and before you say, oh it's not your fault, nothing could have been done, like you always do... I just want to say that I still can't help but feel responsible for dragging us both into this mess... Gah! I shouldn't have left my guard down even for a second! ... I shouldn't have been so distracted in my own mind from the past... But I guess... maybe there wasn't much that could have been done... just... glad that your safe... Heh, I guess not being dead really is a bright side after all? ... *sighs* looks like it's going to be a long walk... just, wish we had a quicker way to get to the city.

The sound of a bus slowly pulling up next to Malik, grabs his attention as he looks up at the bus as it stops. The bus doors open, as Leonardo pokes half of his upper body out the bus to great Malik.

Leonardo: Then wish no more my friend! Hop in!

Malik: *is just stunned* ... w-what?

Leonardo: *chuckles* I don't think this a good time to get cold feet my friend! especially after being in cold waters for so long.

Malik: . . .

Leonardo: Well, come along. it's quite warm in here! *retreats back into the bus*

Malik: I... *quickly makes his way into the bus*

It was a tour bus with comfortable seating. Leonardo sat in the front second row of the bus by the window, waving Malik down.

Leonardo: Ah, Malik! Glad your cold feet didn't freeze you completely!

Malik: how... where did you-

Bus driver: your friend here saw my floodlights were on and he stopped by to help me get my bus back up and running again.

Malik: he did? *turns over to Leonardo*

Leonardo: *smiles* Si, I noticed Alvin's bus was stranded on the side of the road before I followed you.

Alvin: Yep, the man wanted to check and see if everything was ok. I told him that my bus had broke down while on my way back to Jacksonville, and he offered me a hand and helped me fix up my bus.

Leonardo: *nods* Alvin, was kind enough to offer us a free ride, to a cheap motel he knows about in the city that we can stay in.

Alvin: Think of it as just a thank you for helping me get back to Jacksonville.

Malik: I... I see... uh- thank you, Alvin.

Alvin: anytime.

Malik: *goes to sit next to Leonardo*

The bus doors close as the bus started to move again.

Leonardo: *just looking out the window, seeming to be lost in his head smiling*

Malik: ... (how does he do that?) ... hey.

Leonardo: hm? *turns to face Malik* Yes Malik?

Malik: look, I'm glad you helped the man with his bus, but next time... Tell me, if you see anything. Instead of wondering off towards it, ok? I didn't even noticed that you weren't even behind me anymore.

Leonardo: *nods* Of course, I'll let you know next time if I see anything.

Malik: Good. We don't want anything bad happening to you Leo. You know-

Leonardo: *sighs* I know, I know. "I play such an important role in history..." *his smile fades*

Malik: ... I know that I'm not good with... emotions but... I know you don't exactly like being restrained by such rules and they seem rather-

Leonardo: imprisoning...

Malik: ... *sighs* im sorry if it seems that way, but understand we do care about you and your safety and after the incident at Abstergo...

Leonardo: . . . *just looks way towards the window, with a look of anxiousness, his hands folded neatly on his lap* ...

Malik: ... never mind, I know you rather keep that in the past.

Leonardo: ...

Malik: ... (it's werid seeing Leonardo when he's like this... it's almost... weirdly... unnatural?) ... I'm sorry about-

Leonardo: it's fine Malik, *looks at him* I understand. *gives Malik a small soft smile*

Malik: ... *nods* glad you understand. *yawns* Once we get there... we'll think of a plan from there... and we'll be home in no time at all. *relaxes back in his seat a bit and closes his eyes*

Leonardo: ... *continues his gaze towards the window in thought*

Leonardo's mind couldn't help but revisit that day... he rememberes it still clear as day as if ti happened just yesterday, despite it happening only two months ago (his ability to remember things with great detail is a blessing and a curse). He really hoped that working on other projects and helping the assassins from the house would help his mind move on and hopefully forgot everything that happened that day. His eyes slowly grow heavy as exhaustion washes over him.

He remembered how it all happened, how could he not? After all, it all happened so fast, how just a simple mission as this went south so quickly. The mission was seemed easy enough, find where Abstergo was hiding one of Leonardo's old notebooks for information and have Leonardo himself decode it. However this plan was meet with great heated debate among the assassins, on whether or not Leo should even in come in the first place. One side was concerned with the fact that if something should happen to him everything would go into shambles time as they knew it now, would no longer be what it is. The others thought this would get the job done quicker and over with, considering how old they pages must be by now, they couldn't risk the notebook being damged if they were more then likely to most get into a fight with old enemies. Ezio was very much against the idea of this plan and actually tried to get people to have Leonardo speak for himself on this matter, but William proposed they vote on this matter.

They all agreed and just like that, the plan for Leonardo to tag along had won the votes, with William being the final vote. Ezio argued with William for an hour straight that this was a terrible idea and that it was best to just bring the journal back for Leonardo to decode from the safty of their home. But arguing was fruitless.

Ezio was Angery beyond degree for this and told Leonardo that if something happened to him, William would pay heavily for this. Leonardo told Ezio that maybe things won't be to bad, but Even Leonardo was a bit frightened by this decision. On the drive over to Abostergo Ezio tried to make Leonardo feel more comfortable about this whole thing, as well as no doubt trying to make himself feel a bit better. Jacob would also through a few words of encouragement and laughs in, and soon Ezio started to have a bit of pride in his voice when he was talking with Leonardo in the van. Letting him now that he'll be by his side and will keep a close eye on him while infiltrating Abstergo.

Weridly enough during Ezio's talking Malik was the first one to speak up truthfully about this whole matter.

Flash back

Ezio: Just stay close by, and don't stay to far from us.

Leonardo: *nods* I will.

Ezio: Bene! Don't worry, mio Amico, you'll be safe with us around, and I'll make sure you-

Malik: but that doesn't mean there is a chance that he could end up hurt.

Everyone glances over at Malik Who was sitting across from the two, while Altair was sitting right next to him both arms crossed and all.

Malik: ... or worse.

Jacob: *sitting next to Ezio* <whispers to Ezio> "well someone's being edgy."

Ezio: *nods with Jacob in agreement* don't be so negative Malik, he'll-

Malik: I'm not being negative, I'm simply being realistic here.

Ezio: realistically negative.

Malik: realistic none the less. Remember, you weren't to keen on having him come along in the first place either.

Malik was one of the people who agreed that this was a bad idea from the start for Leonardo to come along with them inside the main office headquarters of the templar company.

Ezio: Si and I'm just trying to help Leonardo feel less worried about-

Malik: The only reason you act this way now, is because it helps you forget and hide the possible ugly realities that might follow suit with this decision, Ezio.

Ezio: ...

Leonardo: ...

Always so ruthless honesty. Like a knight and his trusty sword of truth, slaying a dragon of lies, or defeating a wizard of illusion, even when it wasn't pretty. Leonardo will admit that it's admirable, but he himself prefers to be gently honest then brutal. Something both he and Malik had in common. They both didn't like lying, but in cases when they needed to. Leonardo isn't good at lying, even if it was to save his own life, but he will give himself the befit of the doubt that at least he could hide half the truth (when he tried to hide Ezio from guards). While Malik on the other hand, was criminally good at it, but he only ever lied when it was for assassin purposes.

Shaun: *driving the van* calm down you two save it for Abstergo.

Desmond: *sitting next to Altair* ya, come on Malik, what did we talk to you about being harshly honest. We don't need a very grim idea of how things could go wrong.

Malik: *just shrugs* just saying.

Ezio: ... *has a worried and sad expression on his face*

Leonardo: ... *gulps and slouchs a little in his seat*

Arno: *sitting next to Leonardo* ...

Malik: *arms crossed over his chest* ... you have something to say French Novice?

Arno: Er- Uhm! Uh... we'll... it's just... uh-

Malik: you know I will not apologize for saying what is true. Leonardo is a grown @$$ man, with high knowledge and understanding. He can handle a simple "reality check", as they call it.

Something else Leonardo has noted about Malik is that he would never apologize for what he knew was truth especially in this case... cause it was. No matter how hard he wanted to denie Malik's words, it was true, he could get hurt or worse on this mission. After all, this was the main headquarters of Abstergo Inc. after all, home to not only the head CEO of the company, but also where their great enemies of the past also reside in. Usually at lest three of the assassins make it home with near severe injuries. Leonardo should know, cause he had to help take carr of the three unluck assassins back to health when they got home... hoping they do- which they do thankful.

That's why they usually send nearly the whole house or at least six of them to such a mission to the enemy HQ.

Leonardo: ... *fidgety with his hands*

Altair: ... Malik only says this because it is best to mentally prepare yourself for what could happen.

Malik: *looks in Leonardo's direction and nods at him*

Leonardo: *just nods back in response* ...

Leonardo wouldn't say he and Malik were all to close, but occasionally they would work together on projects, have casual conversations every now, maybe talk a bit about this modern society, and sometimes talk about their- as Malik puts it- "Their best assassin Novice friends". Leonardo found that title quite funny, a secret nickname for the two to refer to their two best closest friends.

In truth, he likes to consider Malik as a good friend. Malik was enjoyable to talk to and they had a lot of things in common. Despite his... darkside, but none the less, Leonardo knew he only means well in the end.

Jacob: *sitting next to Ezio and Evie* ... Awkward~.

Evie: *elbows her brother*

Jacob: Ow!

Well Jacob was certainly right about the van ride begin awkward the whole drive there. When they were getting out and getting ready to infiltrate the Company building, Altair put Leonardo's movement on pause for a moment by putting a hand on his shoulder.

Altair: Hey.

Leonardo: Hm?

Altair: don't worry to much about what Malik said. Though the possibility is still present, it is rather low considering your circumstance. In fact you actually have a higher advantage on coming out of this place unharmed then any of us here.

Leonardo: oh? And why is that?

Altair: because-

Leonardo didn't know whether to believe it was just bad luck.

Altair: -you have an important part to play that will one day bring forth this generation's future.

Being at the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Altair: After all, a few things might be missing here and there, if not even important things, if something was to happen to you,-

Or maybe a jinx of some kind, despite not being all that superstitious himself.

Altair: -so I'm pretty sure Abstergo wouldn't wanna take such a risk on your life.

But...

Leonardo: huh... *smiles* I suppose you have a point there!

That sound...

Altair: *small smile* Now don't use that as an excuse to be risky ok. Ezio still has a point to stay as close to us as possable and to never stray far from us ok.

Leonardo: *nods* I shall stick to you all like glue, You have my word!

That loud and dreadful sound...

Altair: good.

Leonardo: Grazie Altair!

Altair: of course. Also, another thing.

... I was so scared ...

Altair: *pats Leo on the shoulder* don't try to play hero.

BANG!!!

End of episode 4

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Ep 1.

Man this took WAAAAAAAAY to long to make, welp now it's here hope you all enjoyed this new episode of-

The epic Adventures of Malik and Leonardo!!!

Some where inside an abandoned building in Venic.

Jacob: ...

Jacob is holding what looks to be an old white porcelain comedy mask that seems to ooz a bit of black slug from the mouth and eye holes.

Jacob: . . .

035: "hey. Hey you."

Jacob: *looks around for a moment before looking back at the mask* ?

035: "ya you, what other dashing good looking gentleman in a top-hat would I be talking to?"

Jacob: *shrugs*

035: "hey, you know what you should do?"

Jacob: what?

035: "try me on, trust me. With me by your side, those templars in London won't stand a chance."

Jacob: uh... I don't know... your oozing a lot... wait how do you know about the templar-

035: "oh come on~ we'll make a great team, trust me. Don't you want to prove to your sister you have good ideas."

Jacob: I guess?

035: "Then this is your greast idea of putting me on."

Jacob: that wasn't- ... was it?

035: "ya don't you remember?"

Jacob: wait now I'm really confused...

035: "just put me on, Rook."

Jacob: . . . Evie!

Evie: *from a far, look around the building* What Jacob?

Jacob: Uhh- I found this... weird... creepy, porcelain, comedy mask!

Evie: Cool, maybe we can bring it with us for study.

Jacob: also it's uh... oozing black goo and I'm having a strong urge to put it on my face.

Desmond and Shaun who are near by over hear this and turn to look at each other for a moment before turning around to see the said porcelain mask that Jacob is currently holding.

Desmond: . . .

Shaun: . . .

Evie: oh Ha, Ha, very funny Jacob, but we don't, have time for your little hijinks today.

Jacob: *is inches away from putting the mask on his face* Evie I'm not joking around... it's whispering things to me!

Evie: enough Jacob.

Jacob: Evie! it's whispering complements at me!!!

Desmond and Shaun: no- *start rushing over to Jacob* no no no NO NO-

Jacob: *is about to put it on* EIVE!!!

Evie: *turns around* WHAT-!?

Shaun and Desmond: NOOO- *both Tackle Jacob down to the ground while the porcelain comedy (now the tragedy expression) is sent flying into the air*

Lol yes Desmond and Shaun both now about the SCPs XD

Welp yes... I'm not dead.

School has been hard and I've been try my best to survive this year, getting closer and closer fo the dinsh line. Especially what's all been around the world... 🇺🇦

Thought I'd post something to lift some spirits up, and what better why then for our good old friend Jacob Frye to find a very suspicious porcelain comedy mask 🎭.

SCP 035 wiki here -> 🎭

Hope you guys liked this little SCP Assassin's Creed head Crossover headcannon! Stay safe and stay strong 💪 😎

SO CUUUUUUUUUTE!!!

[Click to see the image better cause Tumblr be like that]

Ok... so it all started... when I was roming the internet thinking about assassin's creed and saw a drawing of Kirby in a little red beret like Leonardo's, while holding a paint brush... and that's when I decided to draw this adorable little drawing 🤩!

I'm super proud of it too! I've never been so dedicated to a drawing like this! Leonardo has a bit of paint from Kirby's brush on his face and lol Ezio and Meta Knight in the background 😆.

I wish I could have done a more colorful background but I wasn't sure what color to make it 😔 if you have any suggestions for background color, I'd love to here them!

Leonardo: Magnifico! How exciting! What a fascinating and adorable little creature!

Kirby: Poyo! Poyo!

Ezio: ...

Meta Knight: ...

Ezio: ... I would die for them.

Meta Knight: agreed.

Assassin's Creed Lost in Modern Ages AU

Jealousy part 3

Ezio: *leaping from building to building* (in his head) (I'm not jealous.)

Ezio leaps from one medium-size building to the next.

Ezio: (I just want to spend some time with my great, great... well grandson.)

His pace starts to speed up a bit.

Ezio: (I'm not jealous. Ezio Auditore da Firenze? jealous? Never.)

And a bit more.

Ezio: (what do I have to be jealous of? I have admired the Mentor's work for years, why should I be jealous? He's great, he's smart, he reformed the ways the creed-)

He's almost at a sprint.

Ezio: (I mean I get why Desmond would want to be around him and everything, but surely he hasn't forgotten about me- the rest of us... right?)

Small child: *staring at Ezio* ...

Ezio is now in full speed as he's running across rooftops and is practically running a marathon at this point. People below have yet to notice, but it isn't until he reaches the ground that people start to stare as he waits by the gas station that Desmond is in.

Ezio: ... what?

Small child: ... are you a cosplayer?

Ezio: ... uh... sure, I am.

Small child: ... cool! *takes a picture of Ezio and walks away*

Ezio: ... (I probably should have changed before I came out here... what's a cosplayer?)

Soon Desmond walks out of the gas station caring a plastic bag full of snacks.

Desmond: ok that should be- E-EZIO!?

Ezio: Ciao Desmond!

Desmond: gramps two, what hell are you doing out here in public-! *whispers* "with your assassin robes on!"

Ezio: I might have forgotten to change out before coming out here...

Ezio: well I- ... (it has just accrued to me that... I did not think this all the way through) uh...

Desmond: *groans in frustration and starts to push Ezio towards a nearby alleyway*

Ezio: Easy! Easy! I only came out here to speak with you.

Desmond: *inhales and exhales heavily* ok! So explain to me what made you come out here that is so important that you forgot to change out of your assassin attire?

Desmond: ... you ok Gramps two-

Ezio: Uh! Si! Si! I just remembered it was because uh- I wanted to know iii- *looking frantically behind Desmond for ideas*

Lucky for Ezio his hood was up and the dark alley added an extra cover for his facial features, otherwise, he'd probably looked more suspicious to Desmond than he already seemed. As he looks frantically for something, anything that could help him. He then quickly noticed a billboard that was advertising for a live boxing match tomorrow night.

Ezio: -iiiiif you would like to see that! *points to the billboard behind Desmond*

Desmond: *turns around* uh... boxing match?

Ezio: Si! Yes! I forgot to ask you this morning so I uh- wanted to rush over to you! I wanted to know ahead of time before the tickets were sold out! ... that's why I forgot to change... no other reason at all... not out of jealou- what.

Desmond: what? ... were you about to say jealous-

Ezio: I said would you like to go see it... just the two of us... and no one else...

Desmond: 🤨 ... and that's it? That's what you rushed all this way for?

Ezio: ... si. (bene. As they would say, nailed it Ezio!)

Desmond: *thinking* hm... sure I'll bite, I'll come with you to go see it.

Ezio: Bene! I'll get the tickets and we can go tomorrow night together, it'll be fun!

Ezio: oh, uh- *chuckles* si of course Desmond, you have my word.

Desmond: ya alright. Just promise me that you'll change into your modern wear before we go, ok?

Desmond: cool, I'll see you back at home gramps two. *starts to walk out the alley* oh you might wanna take the more backdoor routes home. Don't want any Abstergo workers or people finding our location.

Ezio: ah! Yes, of course.

Desmond: alright, see you at home gramps two. *leaves to his motorcycle*

Ezio: ... I really hope no one saw me... I'm sure it'll be fine. *starts making his way through the dark alleyway*

Back at home.

Desmond: *walks in and closes the door* hey guys, I'm home!

Shaun: ah, welcome back... so...

Desmond: ... so what?

Rebecca: Did Ezio happen to run into you while you were getting snacks?

Desmond: ya, I'm assuming you all saw him running out the door in his assassin robes?

Leonardo: Si, we did.

Jacob: well we didn't see him do it, but he was gone and the front door was open... Yeah pretty much.

Connor: So, what did he say to you exactly?

Desmond: Oh, he just wanted to know if I'd like to see a boxing match tomorrow night.

Connor: oh really?

Desmond: ya, guess he wants it to be just the two of us.

Jacob: Tch! did he also tell you that he was- HOLD ON A SECOND! Do you mean tomorrow night's boxing match between frantoio the destroyer and King Rook!?

Desmond: I think so? Why?

Jacob: LUCKY BASTARD! I'm a HUGE fan of King Rook! They say he was taught how to fight, by joining every single street fight club from all around the world! His way of fighting is JUST like back in the street fight club me and Evie were in!

Shaun: Of course you are.

Rebecca: Well why don't you go?

Jacob: *sighs* UUUUUUGH! CAUSE EVIEEEE WON'T LET MEEEE!

Desmond: why doesn't she let you go?

Jacob: I don't know, something about the usual reasons, like the tickets are super expensive, something about being a menace to society and bla bla bla all that rubbish.

Connor: sounds completely reasonable.

Jacob: no it isn't!

Desmond: you can just watch it here-

Altair: *comes down the stair in his modern wear* Hey, you ready to go Desmond?

Altair is wearing a white zip-up jacket with the hoodie over his head, navy blue jeans, and a red belt with the silver buckle that had the assassin's creed logo on it, and black and white sneakers.

Desmond: Oh- Ya I'm ready to go! *holds up the plastic bag* I got the snacks for us to sneak into the movie theater.

Altair: *nods*

Desmond: *quickly moves the snacks to his backback and zips it up* we'll be back once the movie's over guys.

Shaun: alright, see you then.

Rebecca: have fun you two.

Both Desmond and Altair nod as they leave for the movies, a few moments after they left Ezio walks into the house.

Connor: So, a boxing match huh?

Ezio: what was I supposed to say!?

Shaun: how about nothing at all!? Or not doing what you just did in your assassin robes! Which you could have completely compromised our location! Like what if you were spotted in public by Abstergo?!

Ezio: I was in the clear, only a child spotted me.

Shaun: What the bloody hell Ezio! That still doesn't make it better!

Ezio: they only thought I was a "cosplayer" of some kind... whatever that is.

Rebecca: *snickers* Haha! A COSPLAYER!

Shaun: ok you, stop laughing this is serious!

Rebecca: *snorts* haha! S-sorry Shaun *wheezes*

Shaun: And you! *points to Ezio* you need to stop this before this goes where I think it's going!

Ezio: what's the harm in taking Desmond to see a fighting match?

Connor: A lot of things Ezio, a lot of things. Like- how are you gonna get tickets this soon? And from what Jacob told us, their very expletives tickets, Ezio.

Ezio: oh don't worry about that Connor *walks by Shaun* I have my ways.

Shaun: Ezio this is a ridiculous plan. You're acting like one of those high school girls with a weird obsession, jealousy problem.

Ezio: I'm not jealous!

Shaun: yes you- *feels his wallet is missing* Bloody hell, now I lost my wallet again. Just great! I'll be right back. But this conversation isn't over! *walks upstairs*

Rebecca: *sighs* I better go help him find it before he starts getting in a more sour mood. *follows Shaun*

Ezio: ... *heads to the living room computer and gets on it*

Connor: Ezio! Come on! ... Leonardo, you've been quiet this whole time... don't you think you should say something to Ezio.

Leonardo: well I-

Jacob: ya, after all, he is your best friend. He'll listen to you more than us.

Leonardo: ... *sighs and walks over to Ezio* Ezio... you need to calm yourself. You and I both know you can't afford those tickets on your own, and this will no doubt spiral into something worse than you think it will. I ask, pls, let this go. You have nothing to be jealous of Altair spending some time with Desmond. I'm speaking to you as your closest friend, fratello, please don't push this any further.

Ezio: Your right about one thing Leonardo. I may not be able to get those tickets myself- *pulls out Shaun's wallet and pulls out a credit card from it* but I'm sure Shaun won't mind if I used this.

Jacob: Oh- Ho Ho! Ezio you mad bastard! Haha!

Leonardo: Ey- Ezio!

Ezio: what!? It's not the first time I've stolen Shaun's credit card, or the only one.

Jacob: ah so true, I steal it on an almost regular basis.

Connor: Well I never have-

Jacob: lies! All of it! LIES!

Connor: ... tch- ok I've stolen it- once! And it was one time!

Leonard: what for?

Connor: I-... I needed the money to... t-to get Aveline something...

Jacob and Ezio: ... 😏 *lift their eyebrows up and down*

Connor: . . . What!?

Jacob: 😏 ... you like her-

Connor: T-THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS FRYE!

Ezio: heh, sure Connor~.

Leonardo: May we please get back on topic now? This is about Ezio's jealousy problem, not Connor's awkward love life.

Connor: CAN WE STOP BRING THAT UP!?!? But yes! He does have a point about Ezio!

Leonardo: Si. Now, Ezio you can't go through with this!

Ezio: I'm already on the website for the tickets, and I can tell you that this is happening.

Leonardo: What will happen after you and Desmond watch the fight!? What would you have gained from this? Desmond's attention for only a few hours? And what happens once it's all over? Nothing much would change. The only thing that would change is your drive to only gain more and more of Desmond's attention.

Ezio: I just want to spend some time with him Leonardo, this has nothing to do with jealousy.

Leonardo: Desmond is hurting right now! You will only hurt him more!

Ezio: I would never desire hurt and pain on him!!! I only desire to help him with whatever he needs. as his great-great-great- ...well grandfather.

Leonardo: ... Ezio... you need to let him deal with this how he wants to. Doing this out of spite on another or jealousy can only bring disastro.

Ezio: ... *orders the tickets* I only want to give him the best... spend some quality time together as famiglia... something that I only had for such a short time...

Leonardo: ... *sighs* very well Ezio, if that is your choice... I won't stop you.

Jacob: wait what?

Connor: what!?

Ezio: *forms a weak smile* Thank you for understanding my friend.

Ezio turns off the computer, before getting up and hugging Leonardo. Leonardo didn't resist as they hugged.

Ezio: grazie Leonardo.

Leonardo: of course my friend.

Once they part, Ezio puts the credit card back into Shaun's wallet and leaves it on the kitchen counter as if it were never stolen and heads upstairs to his room.

Connor: Leonardo why did-

Leonardo: The thing with Ezio is, sometimes you have to let him learn his lesson the hard way. Just like Jacob-

Jacob: hey!

Leonardo: it's painful and it pains me to do it, but sometimes it's the only way he'll learn. He'll crash and burn, and when he comes back after. Just give the man a cold stern talking to, for good measure, and if he's still willing to listen. Only then will you be able to help him truly.

Connor: ... *sighs* you know him better than any of us- well other than Desmond. I'll trust you on your word Leonardo.

Leonardo: Mhm, trust me. This is the only way he will understand his mistake.

Connor: just hope the crash won't be too bad for him.

Jacob: *on the computer holding Shaun's credit card* ya, hope so too.

Connor: ... really Jacob!?

Jacob: what!?

Leonardo: put Shaun's credit card down Jacob.

Jacob: ok let me see if I'm hearing you right- so it's ok for Ezio, to steal and use it, but not me!?

Leonardo: he needs to learn his lesson. As for you- *takes the credit card away from Jacob's hands and puts it back in the wallet*

Jacob: hey! Come on Leo!

Leonardo: you still have many things to learn.

Jacob: bah! Your no fun... so what do we do now then?

Leonardo: prepare ourselves to help Ezio get up when he crashes. Which all we can really do is wait.

Bounce scene:

At the movie theater.

Desmond and Altair were watching the movie in the movie theater together. They were halfway through it when Desmond's phone suddenly started to vibrate in his pocket. Luckily it was on silent, less they risk getting kicked out.

Desmond: hm? *pulls out his phone and checks who it is* . . . *clenches his right hand on the seat's armrest and starts taking in heavy breaths*

Desmond: *tries to take control of his breathing* I-I can't.

Altair: *glances his eyes at him* ...

Desmond: *seems to be having a small panic attack*

Altair: Breath Desmond. Remember to ease your breathing.

His right arm starts to dimly shine patterns a bit from under his black opera glove. His right eye slowly starts to glow and his heart rate increases at a fast pace. Desmond's body tenses the longer he stares at the contact caller on his phone as it vibrated in his hand. Panic slowly formed into rage, he want to answer it, he wanted to scream at the caller on the other end, curse him out right there and now. T̶̜̓o̷̲̣͋̏ ̴͉̓m̷̡͉͑̚à̸̖k̷̠̓̅͜ę̴̭̀̈́ ̸̩̖͆ḥ̴͍̈́͝i̸̼̝̾m̷̼̄ ̵̱̇h̸͔̓̐ũ̶͇͝ŗ̶̼́t̴̨͜͝ ̸̧̤̀̌l̵̳͝͝ȉ̸͕̘k̷̯̗̅̚é̸͈͓ ̶͙͍́h̸͓̟̉e̵̞͠ ̴̮͈̚d̶̻̏͠i̷͓͘d̵̯̅̈́ ̷̢͈̽ḩ̷͎̈́i̴̛̹m̵͇̭̃ . . . T̵̡̾̌O̶̫̍́ ̶̱̔D̶̜̈O̶͕̔͑ ̷̨̜̉F̸̤̎̊Á̸̙̺̕Ṛ̴̅ ̵̤̊͊M̴̜̩̅͋O̶̻̽R̵̘̼͗̃Ė̷͕̓-

Altair: *puts a firm but gentle hand on Desmond's shoulder* you don't have to deal with his bullsh*t Desmond.

D̵̠̐͋͜ē̷̲͓͠ś̷͕̲m̶o̷̙͑̓n̶̯̹̋̆d: *heavy breathing* . . . He-

Altair: You don't need to answer him if you know it's only going to make you angry and anxious.

D̵͓̿e̸̮̬̒̕s̶̨̽̆m̵̧̭̆̓ond: . . . *squeezes the phone in his hand*

Altair: Listen, He chose to miss out on a good opportunity to spend time with you. You have every right to be angry with him and every equal right not to answer him at all. Let his call go to voice mail and let's just enjoy the rest of our movie, ok?

Desmond: ... *his eye stops glowing* ... ya... your right. *put his phone back in his pocket*

Altair: *nods and faces back at the screen but keeps his hand on Desmond's shoulder* ... I will always be with you.

Desmond begins to try and reset his breathing as he begins to count in his head...

one. He takes a deep breath in and out, his heart rate increases, and his grip on the armrest tightens as he hears and feels the vibration of his phone, the sound ringing loudly to his ears only as an echo.

Two. He breaths in and out again, he feels his eye start to glow again as the movie became a blur to his vision as his phone vibrated again.

Three. Desmond suddenly feels like he's on the edge of loosening it when he suddenly feels Altair rubbing his back gently. Desmond glances over at him. Altair's own eyes dimly glowed from the darkness of his hood, as he focused them towards the large screen up front as he began to hum something in Arabic quietly to Desmond.

Desmond felt... safe, calm, and loved, like nothing in the world could ever hurt him. He suddenly readied himself as he suddenly feels his phone vibrate again. Let's do this.

One. He breathes, ignoring everything going on around him, remembering Altair's words. "you don't have to deal with his bullsh*t Desmond.", His phone vibrates. His eye stops glowing.

Two. "You have every right to be angry with him and every equal right to not to answer him at all.", His phone vibrates again. His arm stops glowing through his black opera glove and his grip on the armrest loosens.

Three. "I will always be with you." His phone vibrates for the last time, as his body finally relaxes completely. his vision and mind cleared. The two continue to watch the movie in peace, without any issues for the rest of the evening.

Desmond: ... *smiles* thanks gramps.

Altair: ... *forms a small smile* dayiman alhafidu.

Wow! This one was an emotional rollercoaster for a good chunk of the characters, also sorry if this was a bit long, I just wanted to add a comforting scene with Desmond and Altair. But I still hope you all enjoyed part 3 of jealousy! Next part coming soon!

First - prev - coming soon

I think this is the longest assassin's creed lost in modern ages AU headcanon I've made so far other then The Epic Adventures Of Malik and Leonardo series

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

Assassin's creed 1!!!

(Click on the image to see it better cause Tumblr be like that)

Man! Can you believe it!

Man Ubisoft! Yhank you so much for creating the start of one of the coolest video franchises!

I know I posted this drawing a while back but I wanted to reposted it. I'm just- super! proud of how this drawing turned out! I might draw another drawing of Altair later... it's like 12:18 here and I have been working so many side projects 😴

Assassin's creed Lost in modern ages

Jealousy Pt .2

It was the next day, Desmond and Altair were sitting on the couch next to each other. Altair was reading a novel while Desmond was reading a superhero-based comic. Rebecca and Shaun were sitting at the dining room table watching them a far while Connor, Jacob, Ezio, and Leonardo were talking with one another close by, all while Ezio continues staring at Altair and Desmond.

Rebecca: Aw, Shaun look at those two, it's like watching two twin brothers bonding with each other.

Shaun: you say brothers, I say experimental clones gone wrong.

Rebecca: oh stop it, Shaun they're just reading.

Shaun: exactly, so if you're making a big deal out of this then so will I. I mean just look at them.

A shot of Altair and Desmond just... reading their things.

Shaun: their facial expressions right now look almost bloody identical... some of their expressions.

Rebecca: I still think it's cute, it's not often we get to see Altair actually "bond" with any of the others.

Shaun: ya we'll I still say a cloning experiment gone wrong.

Leonardo: -so then turns out you can't use metal thin cables as a substitute for rubber covered wires, though luckily the man didn't hurt himself too badly, I was almost given a fright when he got shocked, he seemed ok afterward, but I think I learned something new after- ... Ezio?

Ezio: *staring at Altair and Desmond* . . .

Leonardo: Ezio?

Ezio: . . .

Leonardo: ...? *taps on Ezio's shoulder* Ezio are you even listening to me?

Ezio: *snaps out of it* hm? Oh, sorry Leonardo, you were saying about the wires?

Leonardo: Ezio you have been acting very strange since yesterday, is something wrong?

Ezio: I'm fine Leonardo, just have a lot on my mind right now.

Connor: are you sure? Cause you were staring at Altair and Desmond for an odd and uncomfortably long time yesterday and you're continuing to do so today. You might as well just tell us what's going on cause this is getting ridiculous.

Jacob: Heh! maybe he's jealous that those two hang out a lot.

Ezio: I am not!!!

Jacob: ... I was just joking, calm down.

Connor: ... Ezio, your getting kind of defensive about this.

Ezio: I'm not getting defensive, I'm simply pointing out the fact that I'm not jealous of Altair spending more time with Desmond than Desmond does with me.

Connor: ...

Leonardo: ...

Jacob: ... *snickers* oh my god you are jealous of Altair aren't you!

Ezio: what!? Me!? Ezio Auditore da Firenze, Jealous!? Nonsense!

Leonardo: well what you just said was oddly specific for someone who claims they're not jealous of someone else.

Connor: and you're not doing that good of a job hiding that fact.

Ezio: ... so... what if I am.

Leonardo: Ezio there is no need to be jealous, you're a family as a whole. There is no need to feel this way.

Jacob: Ya, I mean so what if they look the same, act the same, share the same favorite activities, and-

Connor: *puts a hand over Jacob's mouth* exactly, Leonardo. Besides Desmond cares for each and every one of us equally. Trust me, you're only setting yourself up for something that's going to end badly for you and Desmond.

Jacob: ... *licks Connors hand*

Connor: *flinches away in disgust* Ew gross Jacob!

Jacob: >=P

Ezio: *sighs* maybe you guys are right... maybe I'm just letting this get to me.

Leonardo: bene, glad we put a stop to this, before things got any worse.

Suddenly Desmond's phone starts to go off, as he puts his comic book down and pulls out his smartphone. He has a small surprised look on his face when he saw the contact on his phone.

Connor: ...

Leonardo: ...

Jacob: ...

Desmond: ... hey I'll be right back, I gotta take this. *gets up*

Altair: *nods at him*

Desmond: *heads outside to the front*

Connor: ... *sighs with nervous laughter* for a second I thought something bad was gonna happen to set this whole thing into chaos...

Leonardo: *nervous laughter* Si.

Jacob: ya that was a close one... so who do you think called Desmond?

Ezio: *shrugs*

Ezio, Connor, and Jacob walked over to one of the front windows and peeked through the curtains as they watched Desmond answer the phone and put it up to his ear as he seems like he's saying hello, and then letting who was on the other line speak. Desmond then speaks, unsure of what he is saying from the window. A few seconds into the conversation he seemed confused at first, then changed to an excited and happy expression. It didn't last long however as his facial expression began to slowly morph from joy to disappointed, pacing back and forth, as he starts talking again.

Jacob: ... who do you think he's talking to?

Connor: I don't know...

Ezio: whoever they are... whatever they're telling Desmond is making him a bit... upset.

Leonardo: are they? By how much?

Desmond seems to look stressed as the Isu lines on his right charcoal black arm and eyes begin to glow a bright gold as he shouted an audible-

Desmond: WHY!? Why can't you ever just-! *takes in a deep breath in and out*

Desmond calms himself down till his arm stopped glowing, his right eye however still held a dim glow, as he continues the call, his voice goes back to quiet.

Connor: ... really upset...

Leonardo: oh my...

Ezio: ...

Jacob: ... wow...

As Desmond slows down his pacing he finally comes to a stop and he hangs up the phone. The three quickly sprung away from the window back where they were standing and glanced away when the door opened to let a very upset Desmond inside.

Rebecca: ... you ok Desmond?

Desmond: . . .

Shaun: um... earth to Desmond?

Altair: *glances over Desmond, with his golden eye visibly showing from his hood*

Desmond: ... *takes in a deep breath then exhales* ya... *his eye stops glowing completely* I'm fine. . . hey uh... Altair?

Altair: *turns over fully to Desmond* yes?

Desmond: uh... do you want to go see a movie later? Cause I got an extra ticket to go see one and uh... he-

Altair: he bailed on you last minute... again?

Desmond: ... *nods yes*

Altair: *sighs* Alright, I'll get my things ready, just tell me when we're able to go and I'll be ready.

Desmond: cool, movie starts at one. Sorry if it's a bit of a short notice.

Ezio: . . .

Altair: *marks his book and closes it* It's fine Desmond. We'll meet back in the living in an hour and a half. Will you ok driving?

Desmond: I think I'll be ok.

Altair: *nods then heads up stairs*

Shaun: ... wwwhat was that all about?

Desmond: nothing important. *goes into the kitchen to get his keys for his motorcycle*

Rebecca: you sure? That yelling outside didn't sound like "nothing important". Sounded super important, at least to you anyway.

Desmond: It's all sorted out now becs. *grabs his keys* don't worry about it. *starts walking towards the door* Anyways, I'm heading to the gas station to get movie snacks, cause the prices for theater snacks are, sh*****t. Later *heads out the door*

Connor: ... that was... something?

Leonardo: well Desmond hasn't been feeling all that well as of late.

Jacob: you've talked to him lately?

Leonardo: mhm, I have, I always ask everyone how they are doing.

Connor: so what's been with him?

Leonardo: things haven't been going so well for him for these past three months for him. He keeps saying he'll be fine soon enough... but I don't think much has changed, if not slightly worsen.

Jacob: how come?

Leonardo: I'm not sure. He refuses to tell me the key reasoning behind it. All I know is that he's been feeling down for the past months, for his personal life, and that's all he told me.

Connor: *sighs* Desmond probably has a lot on his plate, that phone call was probably something important.

Jacob: Maybe he just needs a bit of cheering up! Right Ezio- ...

Ezio: O_O . . .

Jacob: oh bloody hell.

Leonardo: Ezio... we just went over this.

Ezio: . . .

Connor: Ezio, what's-

Ezio: HE INVITED HIM TO A MOVIE! RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!!! AND OUT OF EVERYONE HERE, HE PICKED ALTAIR TO SEE IT!?!? WHY!?!?

Connor: Ezio calm down!

Leonardo: easy amigo!

Jacob: it's not that big of a deal!

Ezio: Not that big of a deal!?!? It's a huge deal! A massive one at that!

Shaun: what are you all yelling about!?!?

Connor: Ezio's jealous of Altair because Desmond's been hanging out with him more often than him.

Jacob: ya Ezio's jelly, cause Desmond is around Altair more.

Leonardo: and- ...

Jacob: ... what?

Leonardo: jelly?

Jacob: ya that's what I said he's jelly, that Altair is spending more time with Desmond. Ezio's jelly. Jelly~.

Leonardo: ... never in my life have I ever heard anyone, use jelly, as an alternative word for jealous.

Jacob: I know right! I just heard it a while back, and I found it really hilarious, so I started using it myself and-

Rebecca: uh, guys.

Leonardo: hm?

Jacob: what?

Rebecca: Ezio's gone...

They all look to where Ezio once stood... he was gone.

Connor: ... *looks at the front door* and the front door is open...

Shaun: oh, bloody hell.

Rebecca: ... I think he was still wearing his assassin robes too...

Jacob: ...

Leonardo: ...

Shaun: ...

Connor: 😑 ... sh*t.

I hope you guys enjoyed this one 👌😎 of Jealousy part 2. Where do you think Ezio ran off to? What movie are Altair and Desmond gonna go see? Who was calling Desmond on the phone and why is he so upset about it? Tune in to find out next time on-

Assassin's creed lost in modern ages!

Jealousy Pt 3.

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I'M SO DANG CLOSE TO GETTING HIM!!!

But I need heros with up to 1000 + power level 😭

But luckily I think I have a few aces in the hole thanks to those DNA fragments I collected 🧬

So I still have a shot 🤩

Then I'll have my two favorite AC characters in my creed 🦅🖌👌

Geez I love this man.

I don't care what anyone says Altair is my number 1 favorite assassin's creed character and he super easy to draw for me, so easy I can literal almost draw him complete by memory.

Anyway I hope you guys like this drawing of him, jeez I suck at drawing eyes XD this is my first time drawing realistically eyes, also lol sorry for the lack of background I had no idea what to do for a background. Anyway it's like 9:18 rn when this post was done so, i got school hope you guys like the drawing 😎👋.

(Also click if you wanna see the full image cause Tumblr be that way.)

Random thoughts with

Jacob Frye pt.2

The whole family was watching an action car movie (it's all about family). Everyone sat in the living room together, some on the couch and some on the floor, Jacob sat next to Evie by the armrest of the couch as the movie went on with out any issues, it was then that Jacob, thought of the most random thoughts ever.

Desmond: *eating popcorn*

Jacob: . . . Popcorn is just explosions frozen in time for you to eat.

Desmond: *stops eating his popcorn*

...

Everyone: ...

Evie: *hard sighs* brother... pls...

Altair: *clenched teeth* ... not... today... Frye...

Ezio: is this what I missed when I wasn't at the dinner table last week?

Shaun: lucky you, yes. Not so lucky now though...

Jacob: Did you know, dinosaurs were more closely related to birds... so... since our creed's mascot is an eagle-

Malik: don't you dare Jacob-

Jacob: and if we were all from the prehistoric times-

Desmond: Jacob-

Jacob: *smug grin* Doesn't that make us-

Evie: Jacob I swear to god don't-

Jacob: Dinosaurs Creed! *wheezes*

Edward: HAHA!!! *wheezes* yes! That is exactly what we are!

Altair: no! No, we are not!

Leonardo: ... again, he's technically not wrong.

Shaun: Leonardo, listen we love you, but pls... don't encourage this any further.

Jacob: oh no it's far too late for that Shaun!

Claudia: can't we just watch this movie in peace, please Jacob...

Maria: *rubbing her head in irritation* yes pls, Jacob I rather not get a headache this late in the day.

Jacob: ... Dinosaurs are just pokemon with weaker evolutions.

Achilles: pls! Frye, just zip your mouth for more than five minutes for once in your life!

Jacob: fine! ok! ok!

Edward: Aw, you all are no fun...

Desmond: thank you, Jacob.

5 minutes later. The family seems to go back to relaxing and watching the movie, they are at a car chase scene.

Jacob: ... *smug grin is back* ... if lightning McQueen was real, would he get car insurance... or life insurance?

Edward: *snickers* Haha!

Arno: Oh mon Dieu! Do you ever shut up!

Alexios: well I know what movie we're not watching next. Thanks a lot, Jacob you just ruined cars for me!

Evie: I knew it was only a matter of time.

Achilles: And didn't I tell you to be quiet!? What happened to that!?

Jacob: yes, you specifically said "can you be quiet for five minutes." And I was quiet for exactly five minutes.

Rebecca: well how about literally longer than five minutes?

Jacob: nope! And did you know that the youngest photo of you... is technically the oldest photo of you.

Kassandra: remind me again as to why we have family events? If they're only going to end in disaster...

Haytham:... Is this how all the events usually end up being?

Connor: a good chunk of the time yes...

Haytham: huh, well look at that... I actually feel sorry for you for once son.

Jacob: if flys have their wings removed... are they then called walkers?

Ezio: Mio Dio, Jacob... stop.

Leonardo: here we go again...

Jacob: if a fire truck catches fire, it becomes the very thing it was sworn to destroy.

Desmond: Jacob don't make us have Altair kick your @$$ again.

Jacob: if the earth is the 3rd planet from the sun, doesn't that mean every country is a third world country?

Altair: ... *grabs a pillow from the couch and proceeds to scream all of his rage into it*

Jacob: if you sweat in a sweater... does that make you the sweater?

Shaun: pls someone makes him stop!

Bakey: how do we make him stop!?

Jacob: Lawyers hope you get sued, doctors hope you get sick, a mechanic hope you break down... but only a thief wishes you prosperity.

Evie: *takes the popcorn and gets up* well then I wish you all prosperity. *leaves to her room*

Desmond: hey! Wait that was mine!

Jacob: how come your lips don't touch, when you say the word touch, but touch when you say the word separate.

Alexios: oh like how you're tearing THIS FAMILY APART AGAIN!!!

Edward: *just laughing on the floor*

Jacob: There have likely been times in history where a leader was believed to have been poisoned but probably just had a severe food allergy.

Arno: I- ... that actually explains quite a lot now that I think about it.

Jacob: your future self is spying on you through memories.

Everyone: ... *looks over at Desmond* ...

Desmond: ... can we not, go over this again.

Jacob: you have to pretend to sleep, to fall asleep.

Aya: I'm going to throw him out of this house if he keeps this up.

Jacob: two wrongs don't make a right... but three lefts do.

Maria: this nightmare will never end will it...

Jacob: Your Teeth are warm.

Altair: . . . that's it! *pause the movie* COME HERE FRYE!

Jacob: NOT TODAY! *Jumps over the couch and runs upstairs to his room*

Altair: *runs after him*

The chase is once again lead to the second floor of the house as the remaining group is left downstairs to hear the echoes of the chase from the living room.

Everyone: ...

Malik: ... well I guess that takes care of that.

Leonardo: and I'm guessing like before, we aren't going to help him correct?

Shaun: yep.

Rebecca: Oh absolutely.

Desmond: pretty much... damn it now I gotta go make more popcorn. *gets up to make more*

Edward: *coughing and wheezing* Haha... ha...

While Desmond went to go do that the sound of the chase echoed from upstairs as it sounds like Jacob almost made it this time... almost. Jacob's screaming can be heard from the upstairs and the sound of something breaking.

Jacob: *upstairs* EVIE HELP! SAVE ME!!!

Evie: *from her room* you made your bed, you sleep in it. *closes her room door*

Jacob: NO EVIE WAIT-

And then the sound of glass shattering is followed as Jacob can be seen falling from the second floor to the front of the house from the living room window as Jacob moans in pain outside.

Desmond: *comes back in with more popcorn* got more popcorn.

Altair: *comes down stairs and sits back on the couch* ... so remind me again on why we are watching a movie about cars again?

Desmond: cause it's all about Family Altair. *eats some popcorn* it's all about family. *puts shades on and continues the movie*

Welcome back to part 2 of

Random thoughts with

Jacob Frye

Hope you guys enjoy this one ✌ and go check out part 1 of Random thoughts with Jacob Frye. Click the eagle to check out the first one.

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Jacob: *sitting on the couch watching T.V with Edward and Desmond* ... the ocean is a soup.

Desmond: ... what?

Jacob: the ocean... is a soup.

Edward: how- ... oh my god he's right.

Desmond: ok are you two drunk again or something?

Jacob: think about it, what kind of stuff do you normally put in a soup?

Desmond: I mean, water obviously, some vegetables, meat for some like chicken noodles soup for example- . . . Oh my God the ocean is a soup-

Jacob: the ocean is a soup.

Desmond: Holy sh*t! the ocean is a soup!

Edward: see whose the drunk one now?

Desmond: . . . What tHE FUC-

Hello... is this a possible sneek peek for a sequel to another random thoughts with Jacob Frye? ...

Maybe 😏

Assassin's creed headcanon

Jealousy Pt. 1

In the assassin's creed household Altair, Ezio and Connor were sitting at the dining room table talking to one another, while close by in the living Jacob, Evie and Edward were watching T.V. Rebecca and Shaun both then walked into the house with groceries.

Rebecca: Hey, we're back from the store.

Ezio: saluti.

Altair: salam.

Connor: hey.

Evie: Welcome back.

Shaun: well the house isn't on fire so I'm assuming nothing of particular interest has happened yet.

Jacob: Oh! Shaun, Rebecca! Did you guys get anymore-

Rebecca: *puts the groceries down the kitchen counter* yes, it's in the grocery bag that I just put down.

Jacob: yes! *hops off the couch from the back and runs over to the kitchen and shuffles through the back*

Altair: what are you even looking for?

Jacob: *pulls out a bag of talkies* these babies!

Ezio: chips?

Edward: not just any chips lad. There spicey chips!

Jacob: Talkies!

Connor: talkies...

Shaun: you do know that the spice and flavoring is all artificial right? And those chips are more unhealthier to eat than a fast food meal, right?

Jacob: you know it's things like that, that get you uninvited to hang out with a large number of us right? *opens the bag of talkies and eats one*

Evie: Shaun makes a good point though Jacob.

Jacob: *shrugs and just continues to eat them*

Connor: can we try one, Jacob?

Jacob: Sure. *pulls out another bag and yeets it over to Connor*

Connor: *opens the bag and pulls one out* ... they look ok to me. *eats it*

Connor is caught a little off guard by how unnaturally hot it was but seemed to be fine with it.

Connor: Wow, that is a little hot.

Ezio: that's what she-

Altair: Don't. Don't even start with that Ezio. Not again for the 1,000 time this week alone.

Ezio: ... *shrugs* may I try one too?

Connor: go on ahead.

Ezio pulls out a talki and eats it was well, expecting it ahead of time, the spice however still got him a bit more than Connor.

Ezio: *coughs a bit* wow that is hot- *coughs* ... but tasty regardless.

Jacob: right! It hurts your mouth and stomach like hell, but it's addicting as such. *eats another one*

Ezio: Si. *looks over at Altair hands hand him the bag* you want to try one mentor?

Altair: ... *sighs* fine. *pulls out a chip and puts it in his mouth*

Altair had a bit of a similar reaction like Connor but seemed like he handled it a bit better.

Jacob: so what do you think?

Altair: hm... well, you're right about it being a bit addicting. Hm... definitely has a good spice kick for some artificially made. *pulls out a napkin*

Edward: Heh, looks like Altair is more fun then Shaun.

Rebecca: *wheezes*

Shaun: wow, what a compliment.

Edward: well it was more to Altair then to you, but ok.

Altair: *puts the napkin to his mouth and spits out the chip* However I will say that the chip isn't all that good. I don't like the chip part.

Jacob: what!? *rushes over to the dinning room table* I mean ya the powder is the best part, but the whole chip is what puts it all together! I mean... why spit out the chip with out the powder!?

Altair: *shrugs* I don't know, just taste off to me. *pulls out another talki, puts it in his mouth and spits in the napkin again*

Shaun: oh God he does it too.

Rebecca: *catches her breath* well I mean, it makes sence since their both related.

Connor: pardon?

Ezio: what do you mean?

Shaun and Rebecca both look at each other for a moment before looking back at the group.

Shaun: ... you ever seen Desmond eat a talki before in person?

Desmond: *comes down stairs* Hey guys- ah sweet you bought more talkies! *walks over to the table* Mind if I have one?

Altair: go ahead.

Desmond: Cool. *pulls out a talki and does the same thing Altair did* I like the powder, but I don't like the chip.

Jacob: WHY!?!?

Evie: *griminces a little*

Edward: Wow

Connor: ... I see what you mean now.

Ezio: ... what...

Desmond: what?

Shaun: you are disgusting.

Desmond: what!? That's just how I eat them, the chip is disgusting!

Altair: see he gets it. *pulls out another talki and does the same as before*

Desmond: ya, you see, Altair does it too, so why can't I?

Jacob: You both are RUINING TALKIS FOR ME!!!

Altair: *dead pan face* ... *slowly pulls out a talki puts it in his mouth then shortly spitting it out in a napkin* ... I don't care.

Jacob: >=(

Rebecca: Shau, Jacob just let them have their bond, plus you know what they say, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree... quite literally in this situation.

Shaun: true, besides, not like you can even tell the difference anyway.

Altair: ... what?

Desmond: what are you saying? That we're identical?

Evie: well... I mean... don't get me, wrong Mentor, Desmond, buy Yes. You both have some rather different hobbies and opinions... but as the days and months go by, you both are starting to share rather similar habits and thought processes.

Altair: we are not that alike.

Connor: she's not wrong.

Desmond: maybe in looks but, nah man there's no way.

Edward: I don't know. I mean, at this rate Desmond you might end up being no fun like Altair. *laughs*

Jacob: *W H E E Z E S*

Desmond: *dead pan* do you both want free drinks at the bar every time you come into my work place?

Edward and Jacob: *sighs* yes...

Desmond: that's what I thought.

Altair: Heh.

Both Desmond and Altair do a fist bump.

Ezio: ...

Desmond: all we do is just hang out sometimes, nothing much.

Altair: *nods in agreement*

Both Desmond and Altair grab another Talki and put it in their mouths and then spitting it out in a napkin. With Altair put the napkin to his mouth while Desmond wasn't as discreet as Altair was about it.

Shaun: can you two not, pls. It's disgusting.

Altair and Desmond: shut up Shaun, you don't hear any of us complaining about your constant bathroom trips from the amount of tea you drink.

Everyone: O_o . . .

Desmond: . . .

Altair: . . .

Ezio: ...

Everyone in the room was silent as both Altair and Desmond looked at each other surprised.

Desmond: . . . that was werid.

Altair: agreed.

Rebecca: Huh? The Apple really doesn't fall that far from the tree...

Evie: I don't think it fell at all...

Jacob: SEE! You two are the same!

Altair: It was just a one-time random coincidence. It means nothing.

Desmond: ya that doesn't mean anything.

Rebecca: Mhm sure~ it doesn't mean anything. *snikers*

Jacob and Edward: *snickering and wheezing*

Altair: oh, Ha ha, very funny.

Desmond: ok, name one thing that me and Altair have in common besides our looks.

Shaun: easy, so easy I can make an entire shopping list and/or thesis about it, but I'll stick with three. One, you both do that *points to Altair*

Altair: *spits out the talki in a napkin* ...

Shaun: two, you both take Uno way too bloody serious.

Desmond: Shaun Uno makes everyone angry, that one doesn't count.

Shaun: ok, how about the fact you both are extremely sarcastic.

Rebecca: you both like rock music.

Shaun: and both have the ridiculous audacity of blasting it at full max volume when given the chance!

Jacob: and I keep getting blamed for it! Thanks for that by the way! Altair!

Altair: no regrets here.

Evie: you both also like to play that one racing game on the Xbox thingy.

Desmond: seriously how are you so good at it Altair.

Altair: real-world experience.

Shaun: so driving at top speed, jumping over bridges, and driving like a maniac mixed with Vin Diesel.

Altair: it's all about family Shaun.

Desmond: Hell ya.

Rebecca: also how the hell do you not get a single scratch on any vehicle while doing any of that?

Altair: *shrugs*

Shaun: ok well back on topic you both are still alike.

Desmond and Altair: Shut the f@#$ (allaena) up Shaun... Damn it!

Rebecca: ... *wheezes* HA HAAA!!!

Shaun: oh my god...

Evie: *chuckles*

Jacob and Edward: *dying on the floor laughing*

Connor: *chuckles* so you two still aren't convinced?

Ezio: . . .

Desmond and Altair: it's not funny! ... Sh*t (alqarf)!

Rebecca: Oh come on you two I think it's kind of cute, it just shows, that you two have a strong bonding together.

Ezio: . . .

Desmond and Altair: *annoyed low growl*

Jacob and Edward: ... *laughing more on the floor*

Shaun: *wheezing*

Rebecca: *giggling*

Connor: *chuckles* ... huh?

Ezio: ...

Connor: Ezio?

Ezio: ...

Connor: ... huh? Ezio?

Ezio: . . .

Connor: Hello? Ezio?

Ezio: . . .

Connor: ... *sighs* EZIO!

Ezio: Hm!? What!? ...

Connor: Uhm... you ok? You've been staring at Altair and Desmond for an uncomfortably long time... you ok?

Ezio: Si... I'm... I'm fine...

Connor: ...are you sure?

Ezio: *looks back at Desmond and Altair* ...

As the group chuckles and laughs they two soon begin to talk with one another, seeming to chuckle amongst themselves while everyone else around them were starting to settle down. The two seemed to enjoy each other's company.

Ezio: . . . Si. . . I'm fine. . .

OOOOOOOOOO-

Looks like Ezio's feeling a little left out.

Yes

It has been sometime cause Tumblr wasn't letting me finsh some of the stuff I had untill the update came in, so everything should be working now. Unfortunately school is back up again, hopefully I'll still have time to work on stuff sorry for the wait everyone. Hope you enjoyed this headcanon and stay safe 😎👋🌙

Part 2 now out

How Altair deals with ghost

Altair: *in the living room reading* ...

From the table in the dinning room counter there was a small tin can just sitting there till a sudden force pushed it off the table.

Altair: hm? ... *sighs* Jacob frye- *gets up and walks over* if this is another one of your stupid jokes I-

No one was there.

Altair: ... *pick up the can and puts it back on the table* ... ok? *is about to walk back*

The can falls over again.

Altair: *quickly turns back around* hm!? ... *picks up the can again* ... what the hell? ... *puts it in the center of the table* ... stay. Now then- *turns around again to walk back* What!?

Once he turned around there was a stack of all the dinning room chairs in a pyramid formation in the middle of the living room.

Altair: . . . What the allaena is this? ... ok! Listen to... who ever the allaena is messing with me! I would kindly like to see you in person now! ...

No response.

Altair: ... ok then... hm... *smug grin* well I guess I'll just turn around and- *turns around* just walk on over to the kitchen- *turns swiftly back around* AH HA!

There is now a spirit standing before Altair.

Altair: . . . Oh wait, your an actual ghost? ... I thought you were Jacob or one of the others, who was doing all this.

Ghost: ...

Altair: well since your here, do you mind cleaning up the chairs-

The chairs are back where they use to be.

Altair: oh... you already put them back.

Ghost: ...

Altair: ok but listen, you still need to leave, I don't know if you know this all ready, but it isn't the day of the dead or Halloween yet so, why don't you go back to the grave you crawled yourself out of just to irritate me.

Ghost: ... *uses telekinetic powers to pull the can off the table and onto the ground*

Altair: and would you stop doing that! That isn't even scary! What kind of ghost-

Ghost: *is now holding a knife*

Altair: ... ok where did you even get that from?

Ghost: ...

Altair: that still doesn't scare me I hope you know that.

Ghost: *is now standing a bit closer to Altair still holding the knife*

Altair: look why are you even here? This isn't a Halloween store and it certainly isn't October yet, so leave.

Ghost: ...

Altair: fine you wanna stay? then go use you ghost powers to clean the kitchen or something.

Ghost: ... *pulls out a chair from the dinning room and moves it next to Altair*

Altair: .... your terrible at being a ghost, I hope you know that.

Ghost: *is now holding Altair's sword*

Altair: OK THAT'S IT! HEY! YOU KNOW THAT CLOSEST DEMON!?

Ghost: ?

Aaltair: You know one by the name of... JERRY!?

Ghost: . . . *has dropped Altair's sword*

Altair: oh that got your attention I see! Ya well he's my b@#$ now! Ya that demon takes orders from me now!

Ghost: *has moved farther away from Altair and close to the door*

Altair: where do you think your going?

Ghost: . . . *slowly reaches for the door handle*

Altair: *grabs a chancla and looks like he's ready to throw it* I WILL SEND YOU TO JESUS!

Ghost: . . .💧

Altair: ...

Ghost: . . . *tries to open the front door*

Altair: *Throws the chancla at the ghost*

Ghost: *Gets hit in the head with the chancla and falls unconscious to the ground*

Altair: ... Hey ghost guess what! Your now my b@#$ too! Don't f@#$ with me!

Desmond: *just witnessed the entire thing from the stairs* ... I thought you were an atheist?

Altair: Desmond at this point I stopped giving a sh*t, now help me clean up this mess. *walks over to the Kitchen*

Desmond: ... *looks down at the ghost* ... you shouldn't have f@#$ with him man.

Ghost: ...

This is why you don't mess with Altair... even if your dead.

Altair goes missing???

Pt.1

It was a day like any other nothing too out of the ordinary for the assassins, Desmond and Jacob were playing video games in the living room, with Ezio and Connor sitting on the couch watching the two play, while Evie, Maria, and Malik were talking with one another at the dining room table when Shaun came downstairs with Leonardo and Rebecca. Shaun was holding some old papers in his hand.

Shaun: hey have any of you guys seen Altair anywhere?

Malik: no, why do you ask?

Shaun: I found some old documents that I think he might be able to help us look over.

Jacob: I haven't seen him since yesterday.

Maria: I haven't seen him at all today either, not even this morning. I just thought that he might have gotten up early for a morning walk.

Desmond: Huh, ya I kind of thought that too... but I haven't seen him come home yet, and it's already almost twelve.

Ezio: you don't think something must have happened to the mentor do you?

Connor: I doubt it's that serious, Altair can hold his own.

Maria: Connor's right you know. The man is a roach, he can't be killed that easily. Even if you crush him with a boot, he'll still be standing.

Evie: same goes for Jacob, except replacing a sneaky roach with a noisy lizard, with a top hat.

Jacob: hey!

Malik: I'm sure Altair is fine, let's go check his room and see if maybe he left some kind of note, that might explain his absence.

They all head up to Altair's room door.

Desmond: ... well?

Malik standing in front of Altair's door: ...

Leonardo: Malik? Aren't you going to open it?

Malik: *turns over to Maria* he didn't trap his room as of recent did he?

Maria: no I don't think so?

Malik: "I don't think so", isn't the same as I know so, maybe we-

Jacob: bloody hell I'll do it! *pushes Malik aside and starts oping the door* how bad could he have- *opens the door*

Jacob got smacked hard in the face by a heavy boot.

Jacob: *groans on the floor in pain*

Maria: Huh, guess I was wrong. *walks over Jacob and into the room*

The others walk over or around Jacob as he moans in pain on the floor. Evie had to help lift him back up and they both walked inside. No Altair insight. The room had a two-person bed, a cat bed next to the corner end of the two-person bed. There is a desk in the corner left of the room next to a closed window, the desk has a working computer on it, which seemed to have a sticky notes on the right corner edges of the computer monitor, under the window is a dresser that on top of it was his hidden blade. A closet at the right side wall of the room facing the bed, as well as a mirror next to a nightstand that was next to the bed on one side and a nightstand on the other side of the bed, there're also two swords hung up on the wall, both Altair's and Maria's.

Shaun: well the room seems clean.

Maria: before I woke up, I guess he cleaned the room up a bit.

Ezio: *just nods* (Ohmydio-ohmydio-ohmydio! I'm in the room of the great mentor himself!) *just nods not paying attention*

Connor: Hm... (the Mentor keeps a clean room.)

Malik: let's see if Altair might have left some kind of note or something.

So they searched around the room making sure to not overstep and trigger any possible unwanted traps off.

Jacob: *opens the closet* OH, MY GOD, EVERYONE COME LOOK!

Everyone jumped a bit and stopped what they were doing.

Desmond: HOLY SH*T! WHAT? WHAT DID YOU FIND JACOB!?

Evie: Did you find a clue!?

Jacob: *dramatically opens the closet fully* HE HAS THREE OF THE SAME ASSASSIN'S ROBES! 😃 Can you believe this guy! He has three, Of the same assassin's robes! H-How did he manage to make two of the same robes!?

Everyone: ...

Evie: *pinches the bridge of her nose* Jacob...

Maria: as much as I rather talk about fashion I rather figure out where Altair went...

Desmond: we're here to find Altair, not start talking about his wardrobe.

Jacob: *pulls out one of Altair's robes* hm... *holds the robe out in front of Desmond*

Desmond: ...uh... w-what are you doing?

Jacob: ... Desmond come here for a sec.

Desmond: ... Jacob no!

Jacob: *grabs Desmond* JACOB YES!

Jacob dragged Desmond into the closet and the two fought for a minute.

Desmond: JACOB LET ME GO!-

Jacob: HOLD STILL FOR A SEC!

Desmond: JACOB!

Jacob opened the closet and shoved Desmond out. Everyone just give blank stares at Desmond for a moment.

Shaun: ... *snickers*

Rebecca: Pff-

Leonardo: *chuckles* oh my~

Evie: *has both hands covering her mouth trying desperately to hold on her laughter*

Ezio: *chuckles*

Connor: ...huh.

Desmond was now dressed in Altair's robing, with the hood up over his face and everything, not one detail out of place.

Maria: *chuckles* uh... Desmond Pff~ you uh... you ok?

Desmond: ... no.

Malik: *face palm* I can't believe this...

Maria: *snickers* you have to admit Malik *chuckles* he does have such close similarities to Altair *wheezes* he matches him down to the very last detail.

Leonardo: Si, he *wheeze* he could even be his replacement if he truly tried.

Jacob: *chuckles* w-wait for it!

Desmond: ...I hate you all. *crosses his arms and makes a similar frown to Altair*

Evedyone: ... *breaks out laughing* HAHAHA!

Desmond: really guys?!

Malik: *trying to hold in his laughter* Y-you *Wheeze* You idiots! *chuckles* we-we need to find- *coughs* find our Altair, not *wheeze* replace him!

Desmond: ya ok laugh it up guys! Why don't you take a picture it'll last longer!

Shaun: *pulls out his phone and takes a picture* already have!

Rebecca: Shaun! Shaun! Send that to me, I'm saving it as my computer desktop *wheeze* saver on my computer!

Ezio: HAHA- SEND IT TO ME TOO!

Shaun: *wheeze* I already sent it to the family!

Rebecca: NICE!

Desmond: you guys suck!

Evie: *laughing* just look at your self!

Desmond: *walks over to the Mirror* Why? I mean, come on guys do I really look like- *looks at his reflection* holy sh*t I do... huh...

Maria: *giggling* Do you believe is now!?

Desmond: ... holy sh*t... I knew that Altair and I looked alike, but... holy sh*t man... like what the f@#$ kind of genetic sh*t is this!

Jacob: *now on the floor laughing* I THINK I'M DYING! IT'S THAT FUNNY- *WHEEZE* *wipes his eyelids* I'm crying!

Leonardo: *his laughter tones down* ok- ok- *chuckles* we-we should probably find Altair now.

Shaun: *chuckles* yeah ok, enough is enough, Desmond go change back.

Desmond: yeah ok *walks back into the closet and closes it to change* huh... hey uh... Maria?

Maria: hm? What is it Desmond?

Desmond: uh... how many modern outfits does Altair own?

Maria: twelve regular shirts and... God I don't even know how many hoodies and , why?

Desmond: cause uh... *opens the closet* *he's back in his regular clothes* cause all six of his outfits are still here...

Leonardo: well that can't be right, none of us can leave the house unless we change into our modern clothing.

Malik: he's probably wearing one out of his million hooded sweatshirts and jackets.

Evie: Malik...

Malik: *turns over to Evie*

Evie: *has opened one of Altair's drawers* all his hoodies and jackets are also all still here

Maria and Malik: what?

Everyone walked over to the drawers and saw every hoodie and Jacket Altair owns was still in there, and has completely died the drawer space fo the brim with neatly folded jackets and hooded sweatshirts.

Malik: ... this isn't right... if all his clothing is here... then-

Maria: where is Altair?

Jacob: did he go out in the streets nude or something?

Evie: I really doubt that Jacob... but... then what is he currently wearing then? If all his clothing is here?

Ezio: I don't know... his room seems to have been tited up a bit before he must have left...

Maria: ok, now I'm really worried... where could my husband have gone?

Malik: ...did any of you guys find a note or something?

Leonardo: no, no sign of any kind of information of his where .

Connor: but this doesn't make any sense, why is all of his modern clothes still here? And even then, he didn't even take his assassin robes either...

Rebecca: you guys think, he picked one of our cloths? Possibly a deascise, or something?

Jacob: *looks over at the night stand on the left side of the bed* Maybe he has something on here? *walks over and opens it* He might have-

Maria: Jacob wait-!

Jacob got splatted in the face with a rattan tomato to the face.

Jacob: ... *wipes the tomato off his face* gross... *takes a piece of paper and wipes the extra remaining tomato off his face*

Maria: sorry about that Jacob...

Malik: so where could Altair be?

Jacob: thank you for your concern Malik really, I do...

Leonardo: maybe mike has seen him at the cafe?

Shaun: it's worth a try, every change in modern where and let's take a look.

The ancestors changed into their modern wear and began walking among the streets.

Evie: ... Jacob... what are you wearing?

Jacob: *wearing his detective clothing* Well we got a mystery a foot! And detective Jacob is on the case! The case of the missing Altair!

Malik: *face palm*

They soon they reached Mike's cafe.

Mike: hey guys, whoa~ killer out outfit Jacob.

Jacob: *smiles* thanks ... *whispers to Desmond* (that means cool in modern slang right?)

Desmond: *whispers* (yes)

Jacob: (oh ok)

Malik: hey Mike, have you seen Altair anytime at all today?

Mike: Oh~ Altair? Ya actually he came in here super earlier then normal this morning, said he had somewhere to go today.

Leonardo: do you know where exactly?

Mike: uhh... I think at some old building? I don't remember exactly what he told me, usually my memory is pretty wack in the morning.

Ezio: do you remember where he said he was going?

Mike: uh... I don't think he gave me the street address for it, sorry man.

Connor: I'm sure he couldn't have gone far then.

Desmond: guess we'll keep looking then, thanks for the help mike.

Mike: no problem at all, sorry I couldn't help you guss anymore then that.

Maria: it's alright Mike, well just have to keep looking.

Mike: well I wish you guys luck, I hope you guys find him.

They wave goodbye as they left the cafe.

Mike: huh... maybe I should have told them that he was also wearing some kind of security uniform... meh I'm sure they'll find him

[Next part coming soon]

End of part 1.

Hope you guys liked this little thing I cam up with for a special up coming project I was thinking about doing.

Will the assassins find Altair!? Where has Altair gone!? Was it the work of the templars!? Tune in next time to find out!

Assassin's creed lost in modern ages backstory

So I decided to make a Tumblr guide to my assassin's creed headcanons called assassin's creed lost in modern ages a headcanon and series of shorts about our favorite historical assassins journeying into the modern time.

I really want to make this into a series and make more stuff surrounding this AU (yes it's an AU) and I do hope you guys like more of this stuff. Since you guys like this more than my art stuff, I wanted to make this a comic-based thing, but with school and stuff I hardly have time to, but summer break is now upon us! So I should start having more free time soon. Alright with that out the way let's get started.

as I said from the start this is an AU based series where Desmond lives and the assassins are now in the modern era, I'll try to keep up with the date of our current world seeing as the assassin's creed games follow the same time and date as ours, when they cut to modern times anyway.

So how our story starts after Desmond saves the world and dies in the temple, he finds himself in what seems to be the spirit bridge between life and death. A voice calls to Desmond congratulating him on saving the earth, however his time is not over yet and is still needed in the living world. Confused, Desmond asked the voice if he was dead and where was he. The voice replied and said that he was between the worlds of the living and the dead, that he was on the spirit bridged, it was the gateway to the great beyond or heaven as what many humans called it and yes, he was, he just hadn't passed on yet.

Still, with many questions filling his head, Desmond asked why he was still needed, and for what reason? The voice only answered with, "I cannot answer that question, for if I did then the planet's fate would be sealed and nothing could be done to prevent it. For it is up to you Desmond to find out for yourself and your ancestors to figure out."

Wait what? Desmond was even more confused, what did the voice mean by his ancestors? Did he need to see a memory? Or was it something he needed to find or- man so many questions to ask, but the voice bet him before he could ask another question. "All you needed to know is that you won't go be fighting the darkness of the world alone this time."

Before Desmond was sent back, the voice told Desmond that his Isu DNA would be activated fully once he returned to his body and told him to be careful and use it with care and for the great or good not for his own game. Which Desmond responded with, "ya, I'd figure it be the whole, with great power comes great responsibility thing, thanks uncle ben." The voice chuckled and wished Desmond luck before sending him back. Desmond began to fall towards a bright light and began to see flashing images of his life, but then he also saw something strange... he saw... all his ancestors for Altair to Ezio, Connor, to even shay, Aveline, Malik, Leonardo da Vinci, Achilles, Claudia, Shaun, Rebecca, his dad and even himself gathered around for something... like some kind of family picture of some kind, we all look so... happy... Desmond thought to himself. He couldn't help but smile a little bit.

"... what does it all mean?" Suddenly he saw only shadows of Altair, Ezio, and Connor walking towards him in his falling state and they were standing there... waiting for him. Desmond falls into the bright blinding light as he is now suddenly left in darkness...

Desmond then finds himself in a small cramped metal box in a plastic zipped-up bag. Quickly realizing he must have been in a body vault. One belonging to Abstergo no doubt. He heard the voice call to him in his head, telling Desmond to use his Isu powers to escape. Confused he wasn't sure how, but the voice explained to him that he had to look deep inside himself to not only feel but also clear and concentrated his mind. Listening to the voice he constrained and focused on... well, he wasn't too sure, but he slowly began to think of his friends... his father... the four were like a weird yet still somewhat loving family... a family he wished to see again.

Then suddenly the dark box wasn't so dark anymore as a bright light shined from his body, noticing he now had glowing golden line-markings all over his body. With this new power of his, he kicked the box open, as the door flew off the hinges and hitting a wall. Hoping no one heard that he slide out and got out the body bag, as well as removing the tag tied to his toe.

"Holy sh*t! ... that actually worked!?"

Standing up in victory he immediately realized he had two problems. One, how was he going to escape, and two... he was naked from top to bottom. Making sure no one or cameras saw him he found his clothes folded on a table and his stuff, it wasn't till he was putting his shirt on that he noticed his right arm was pitch black and was completely burnt to a painful-looking degree, he was surprised that he wasn't feeling any pain, but not only that, there were also golden glowing lines and circular shapes covering not only his arm but all over his body as well. This must have been his Isu DNA awakening, shaking his head and thinking he can marvel over his new possible abilities later, he quickly got dressed and made his escape from Abstergo without anyone noticing.

He was surprised when he headed towards a private parking lot area hoping to steal a car and hotwire it to escape, but he found his motorcycle parked in a "vehicle evidence area" one thing he thought immediately was, "Wow either they were expecting me to come back or they're just flat out, bat sh*t crazy." Not wanting to risk being caught by going back in and trying to find his motorcycle keys in a possible death trap, he tried using his saga powers to try and get the motorcycle to work, after some awkward looking stands and I'm smacking his head on the motorcycle a few times in frustration, the Alarms soon went off alerting that Desmond's "dead body" had gone missing. Panicking he thought about how he might never see his friends and father again if he didn't figure out how to escape now. His right hand started to glow as his hand was still on the motorcycle, it started up and Desmond made his escape on his motorcycle. As guards started searching for possible assassins they gasp in shock when they saw Desmond still breathing and alive riding his motorcycle out of the private parking lot area and into the streets. Unsure of what to do now Desmond didn't not many options, his phone is dead and even if it wasn't... what would he have said?

Desmond: Ya hey it's me Desmond! Turns out I'm not dead and I need you guys to pick me up!? ... ya no thanks... some reunion that would be...

So with so few options... he knew of one place to go... home... to the farm and hope that maybe... maybe they can help him find Shaun, Rebecca and his father William... maybe even see his mother again.

Worker: SIR! SUBJECT 17 IS STILL ALIVE! I DON'T KNOW HOW, BUT HE IS!

Oliver: what? Are you sure it's him!?

Worker: *pulls up a a security video on his tablet*

It showed Desmond leaving the facility on his motorcycle.

Worker: Should we begin the search for him!?

Oliver: ... no. Let him run to where he belongs, he no longer has use to us at the moment. We got a good sample of his blood and that's all we need... besides my scientist are currently working on a rather... interesting project that I think will help us in our main goal of project Phoenix.

Worker: ... the... the time machine sir?

Oliver: yes.

Worker: ... what if it doesn't work?

Oliver: oh it will *picks up a vile of Desmond's blood* oh it will.

Bonus:

Desmond: *driving over to the farm* ... *feels his left side* . . . Sh*t did they take my kidney!?

Sorry if that escalated into a full out story, right so once the modern gang was reunited and celebrated Desmond's safe return, 6 years have gone by and Desmond has learned so much more of his powers, as well as learning how to hide it and blend in with society again. Well, everything but his arm which he had to get a black arm sleeve to hide his burn and golden markings that covered his whole right arm. He learned he had many different strange abilities, not only could he see his ancestors memories at will with his bleeding effect, he can even mimic the voices of his ancestors, can create glowing balls of energy at will, increase his strength and dexterity, create illusions that have mass, Precognitive sixth-sense, full Telepathic immunity, and also apparently warm Shaun's coffee (Shaun's personal favorite ability).

Over a few months recently there have been news reports on how Abstergo industries have "claimed" that three thieves have stolen something of theirs's and they are giving a HUGE reward to anyone who finds and stops them. They managed to capture some photos but they were very blurry. Desmond, Rebecca, and Shaun couldn't believe their eyes when they saw the pictures, unsure if their guesses were correct.

And as we all know, it was! It was our favorite main three trio Altair, Ezio, and Connor, once they found them and explained what had happened and two months of modern-day living, life wasn't exactly the same. Three assassins living in the modern-day era... yep... Until... You know... Abstergo's time machine went off the fritz after trying to send the three home... And it exploded... In the end, it ended up summoning different assassins from different times to different current days in modern time. Even summoning some of our favorite secondary characters too 😉.

And now we have the good old family household we have today!

Everyone is here!

Eivor: ....

Yep!

Eivor: ...

Everyone is here...

Eivor: -_- ...

Yep... everyone...

Eivor: ... when am I-

Soon... very soon... like... when I have the chance to soon... yep... soon...

😅

Basim: ... what about-

Shut up Basim! You'll get your spot light soon! ... no but for real your a good character you'll make an appearance soon enough.

Basim: yes!

Guy with a shock collar says what!?

Basim: what?

That's what I thought.

I hope this gave somewhat of a better understanding about my Assassin's creed lost in modern ages series or headcanons, whichever you prefer. And don't worry I haven't forgotten about Eivor... now what gender should I make them... Meh, I'll figure it out.

Assassin's Creed Pickle edition

Assassin's creed headcanon

Desmond wandered into Altair's room looking for him, he got a message from him to come alone into his room. Unsure the reason why he decided he might as well see what Altair wanted that was so important for him to message him inside of asking him face to face. Which for Altair, it's was unlike him to text from inside the house to him while he was also in the same building as Desmond. Altair rather much prefers to just talk to someone face to face than message as he quotes "no one in this damn era doesn't speak with each other face to face anymore. " which meant he didn't like the idea of texting someone who is in the same vicinity as the person was. Cause to him, he quotes "it's more polite and sociable for you to just walk over to them and talk with them in person", so this text from Altair saying to head to his room, even though he was in the room he was heading to, was a bit of weird thing for Altair to do.

Desmond: *opens the door* Hello? Gramps?

The room was empty.

Desmond: uh? You-

Altair: Psst! Desmond! Coming over here!

Desmond: Altair!? *looks around the room* Gramps where are you I don't see you?

Altair: Desmond you are not gonna believe the discovery I have made with the apple!

Desmond: *still looking around the room for him* oh god, did you take the apple again and started studying it again? You know Shaun's gonna be pissed and so is Maria.

Altair: Desmond, trust me! This changes everything we know about the apple of Eden, if not maybe some of the other pieces of Eden!

Desmond: where even are you? I don't see you? Are you pranking me or something?

Altair: ok Desmond listen to me closely, you see that pickle on my desk next to the apple of Eden?

Desmond: ... *walks over to the desk* ya?

Altair: ok now turn it over!

Desmond: I swear Altair if this is some kind of joke to get back at me for something-

Altair: No, no, no! Trust me Desmond, just do it!

Desmond: ... *picks up a pencil and uses it to turn the pickle over*

Altair's face was on the pickle.

Altair: I turned myself into a pickle Desmond! I'M PICKLE ALTAIR!!!

Desmond: O_O ... how the f@#$ did you turn yourself into a pickle!? And why!? Also, was that a Rick and Morty reference?

Altair: to answer the last one, yes. The reasoning, it was... an accident I will admit. But! This truly does change everything and our understandings about the Apple of Eden Desmond!

Desmond: I-... I just-... I don't even know how this happened I don't want to know how this happened, but... H-how are you going to turn yourself back into an actual person again?

Altair: ...

Desmond: ...

Altair: . . . Allaena

I'm pretty sure that meme is dead now, but I still find it funny 🤣

Also allaena means f@#$ in Arabic