The Problem With The Animus | By : A.K.O.Shifting-Shadow Category: +A through F > Assassin's Creed Views: 7514 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter Two
Disclaimer: Once again, for all those who don't know, I do not own Assassins Creed, if I did I would be in ancient Jerusalem or Italy having a right time, tormenting our two wonderful heroes! Let's not forget Desmond… May not be a great assassin but you got to love him! ^.^. Anyway:- I will warn you all again, this story contains yaoi, evil, evil swearing and foreign languages with the help of google. They may not be completely correct, please let me know if something is wrong and I will correct it… Thanks! Well… Enjoy!Desmond blinked taking in what he was seeing, Ezio and Altair getting it on together! 'What the hell!' He thought. He could not take his eyes away from the explicit and horny image that the pair made. Desmond blushed as he felt his body react, then jumped as both assassin's turned to him.
"Desmond." Altairs voice whispered, as he stalked nearer to his descendent. "Desmond." He muttered again, as he stalked the nervous bartender. Ezio stalked the opposite side to Altair, "Desmond." His heavily accented voice muttered. Desmond became incredibly confused, it seemed that they had lost all sense of language, their only words being his name. His dark eyebrows crinkled up, his eyes narrowing in confusion and thought. "Altair, Ezio, what are you guys doing?" He asked. "Desmond." Altair had somehow got close enough to touch, but instead of sensuality, like Desmond was expecting, he proceeded to shake the confused barman. "Wake up you lazy, useless, good for nothing…." "…bartender!" Desmond blinked in shock, Shaun was bent over the bed, hovering above him. "Fucking hell, Desmond, the time you choose to have a perverted, narcissistic wet dream about your ancestors, we get attacked by templar's. Get your ass up." He ranted quietly. "Get a weapon and follow me." He all but growled. Desmond gulped, blushing but quickly grabbing a metal pole. "What are we doing?" He whispered. "Shut up and stay down." Shaun hissed. The Englishman crouched and jogged quickly over towards the door. He signalled for Desmond to take the other side. As the dark haired bartender took his place, two mercenaries walked in. Desmond watched in shock as Shaun delivered a fatal blow to the first guards head then swung around and struck the second in the neck. "Keep out of sight and keep moving." Shaun hissed, running the length of the wall and glancing down the ramp. Shaun pulled a colt out of his waist band, shooting the two men at the end of the ramp. The bullets made no sound, thanks to the silencer installed on the weapon. Running forward, the Englishman jumped the ramp and ran towards the car. Desmond had just reached the edge of the ramp, before he ducked. Sneaking up right behind Shaun were two mercenaries. "Shaun, behind you!" He yelled. Shaun whirled around, but it was too late, the men opened fire. Desmond watched as Shaun fell in slow motion, his mouth open, in a silent scream. The gun in his hand clattering to the floor as he lost his grip and fell backwards. "Shaun!" Desmond watched helplessly as the two women, Rebecca and Lucy were pushed and pulled by the captors. They tried to race forwards but the men restraining their arms, held firmly. Footsteps echoed through the warehouse. Desmond glanced through the gap and gasped at the newcomer. The white coated man, glanced at the two women emotionlessly from his brown eyes. He raised a greyed eyebrow and turned to the dead man. "That is another assassin gone." His arrogant voice echoed through the room. The man turned his attention to the ramps above. "Mr Miles. Hiding will do you no good. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, if you come willingly to me, I will allow these two assassins to live. If you continue this charade they will die." He stated, his voice holding a certain patronising lilt. "Don't do it Des… mumph!" Lucy cried out, her voice muffled near the end as one of the men holding he covered her mouth. Desmond hesitated, suddenly there was a loud click and a thump. Desmond gasped as he saw guards lower Rebecca to the floor. "Don't make me wait forever Desmond. You wouldn't want Miss Stillman to die too would you?" Vidic's patronising voice echoed. The guard covering Lucy's mouth yelled out and she screamed. "Get the piece of Eden and run Desmond don't worry…." A loud click echoed and Lucy slumped in her captors arms. "You should have listened to me Desmond. Now their all dead." The grey bearded man stated sarcastically. "Find him." Desmond gasped, unsure what to do. Shakily he jogged along the ramp, looking down he noticed the golden globe in Vidic's heavily armed truck. "Here goes nothing, if I'm going to die, I'll take that thing with me." He muttered. He jumped over the ramp and landed painfully, groaning. He limped over towards the truck opening the door, panicking as he heard the rifles being reloaded and locked onto him. "Damn it!" He dived into the truck and grabbed the golden ball. He held it to his chest protectively as he clenched his eyes shut, waiting for his inevitable death.Author note:-
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