The Epic Adventures Of Malik And Leonardo

Sooooo I came up with this idea while listening to the Murder Drones soundtrack and daydreaming about crossover ideas. Scp 049 popped into my head then- DING! what if SCP 049 was a murder drone!?

So here's a rough sketch idea of what his murder drone form would look like!

I have also thought about several headcanon backstory ideas for him in the Murder Drone SCP crossover too! But I might make that a separate post-rant. Anyway! Hope you enjoy the rough sketches!

Alexios vs. Siren head

Our journey starts with Desmond, Altair, Ezio, Alexios, and kassandra were lost in the woods hunting for siren head. Ok so long story short the gang were all sent out on a mission for a piece of Eden that had mysteriously vanished off raider in the woods. It was soon revealed that siren head had taken the piece of Eden, so their mission is to find siren head then fine the piece of Eden.

Desmond: ok guys stay close and quiet. We don't want siren head to find us.

Altair: I still don't understand as to how this creature even is real.

Ezio: I don't care if this creature is real or not, it creeps me out either way.

Kassandra: oh don't be such a baby Auditore, the sooner we find the piece the sooner we can leave.

Alexios: Hehe, I just want to hunt down that monstrous creature and have it's siren head on my night stand!

Desmond: Ssh! Alexios keep it down! Or siren head might hear you!

Altair: this is f@#$ing ridiculous, how do we even know this thing is even real-

*tornado siren goes off in the distance*

Desmond: guys...

*heavy footsteps come marching closer*

Ezio: uh oh...

*siren head emerges from the tall pine trees*

Kassandra: SIREN HEAD!!!

Desmond: everybody run!!!

They all start running for there lives, except for Alexios.

Alexios held his ground as siren head now stood a foot away from Alexios.

Desmond and the other stop when they saw Alexios standing in place.

Desmond: BRO ALEXIOS WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!

Alexios glared at siren head as he saw that siren head had the shroud of Eden rapped around its lamppost like neck.

Kassandra: BROTHER DON'T DO IT! ITS NOT WORTH LOOSING YOUR LIFE!! WILL FIND ANOTHER WAY!!!

Alexios continued to stare the creature down as siren head did the same. Siren head then screeched a might roar that made even a deaf man's ears bleed. But Alexios was not having it.

Altair: oh boy...

Alexios:... *takes a deep breath* NOW LISTEN HEAR YOU F@#$ING lanky stick lookin @$$!!! Bro! Have you even eaten! Have you even eaten! Bro! Your not dummy THICC your dummy STICK ya skinny F@#$ing b@#$!

Alexios: *pulls out some beef jerky* You need this more then me DON'T YA!!! COME EAT IT! YA LIGHT POST PIECE OF SH*T!!! F@#$ YOU!!!

Desmond: 0_0

Altair: 0_0

Ezio: 0_0

Kassandra: 0_0

Siren head: 😥

Desmond: oh geez

Siren head goes and cries by a tree.

Desmond: ya- ya didn't half to do him like that Alexios.

Another headcanon inspired by the boys from joshdubs. And as always I'll have a video link below. 👌 and a thank you to Trevor Henderson for creating the infamous siren head.

Have you ever read on the archives a story where Kadar is force-sensitive and Desmond is a Jedi!!! It called Force-sensitive Kadar

(Click image to view better cause Tumblr be that way)

Thank you for the ask!

can't wait for me you guys send 😁🌙

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

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! 👋 🌙

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Please help I have Plague Doctor brain rot rn and drew this for a Discord RPG server and I love this character to bits rn. And for those of you who are familiar with the Legends of Arthur. Yes she is named after the Kight Bliant. Bliant was the one who helped Sir Lancelot when he was love sick.

She also has her Plague Doctor staff, and you can thank @clqveris for the big brain idea of combining the one snake staff with the typical plague doctor staff (The staff with the hourglass and wings on it).

(click the read more if you want to see a more close up drawing of Bliant's staff and info on it as well)

Bliant's staff is no ordinary staff, the snake that is mounted to the staff, is named Nehushtan. Which was indeed inspired by the biblical story of Moses. Nehushtan was a metal serpent mounted on a staff that Moses had made, by God's command, to cure the Israelites of snake bites while wandering in the desert. Also the snake itself is sentaint, though it mostly just takes the form of an inanimate golden snake coiled around the staff, but it does have a true form, but more prefers to travel this away with its owner(s???).

Bliant can also talk to Nehushtan even when the snake is inanimate, and only she can hear Nehushtan talk. So most of the time when Bliant is talking to Nehushtan, to onlookers it just looks like Bliant is talking to inanimate staff, since Bliant is the only one who can hear Nehushtan through the deep connection she has with them. So to those that don't know her and about her staff, they just assume she's crazy, which many people do, but Blinat isn't to bothered by this fact that no one else can hear Nehushtan. In fact she is rather causal about it when people ask her why she talks to her staff, whether they believe her or not is up to them, and again she isn't bothered if they don't.

It was party time at the assassins house hold for today(April 4th) is Easter also the day that Connor/ Ratonhnhaké:ton was born. They decided to try and throw Connor a suprise party at the house, once Connor was told to run an "aren" shaun asked him to take care of, with Ezio, the assassins wod get straight to working on the party. Ezio was tasked to make sure Connor stayed busy for a few hours till everything was ready, he was the inside man and was to alert them if Connor was coming back. Once Connor left with Ezio the assassins went straight to work. However as things started to quickly go south...

Desmond: GUYS THE OVEN IS ON FIRE, PUT IT OUT!

Achilles: WHAT DO YOU THINK WE'RE TRYING TO DO!?

Jacob: *tangled in the streamers* guys I think I got myself stuck in the streamers again!

Evie: damn it Jacob! I said to let Arno handle the streamers for a reason!

Arno: ya about that Evie. *also stuck in the streamers* help.

Evie: *face palm and shaking her head of disappointment*

Alexios: ok he's definitely gonna like what I got him for his birthday! *is holding a poorly wrapped sword*

Kassandra: don't you think you should wrap that in a box brother?

Alexios: what's the point of going through the trouble of putting it in a box then wrapping it? This is a much more time saving way of doing it.

Edward: Ha! Well I now for sure my grandson is gonna love what I got him! *holding a small wrapped box*

Rebecca: Uh, a little help in the kitchen would be nice, guys!

Aveline: We got it! *hands Claudia the fire extinguisher*

Claudia: *takes the fire extinguisher and sprays the fire out*

Once the fire was out all that was left was a lump of charcoal sitting in the oven, that was supposed to be Connor's cake.

Aveline: ... I'm sure it's still good?

Claudia: *sighs* all that hard work for nothing... where's Altair? I thought I put him in charge of making sure the cake didn't burn?

Shaun: oh that's why he was in the kitchen standing about... crap, sorry Claudia, I sent him out to take care of the ice... speaking of he should have been back by now, where is he?

The front door suddenly burst open then slammed shut as Altair leans back against the door as the sound of an angry mob runs past the house and then starts running down the street. Everyone paused for a moment at what they were doing and stared at an exhausted Altair who was also holding a half full bag of ice.

Altair: *pants* I got the ice Shaun! *holds up the half full bag of ice* *pants*

Desmond: ... what happened?

Altair: don't ask. *pants and puts the ice in a near by ice chest*

Bayek: uh, guys I think edward spiked the punch with rum again.

Malik: why do you say that?

Bayke: *points over to the punch bowl*

Liberty (Connor's Turkey assassin companion) was flapping his wings around like crazy trying to fly but only to land on his side or on his face and is wobbling around all over the place.

Malik: ... ALLAH DAMN IT EDWARD!

Edward: *helping Desmond with balloons* what!? I thought it might spice things up a bit for the pary.

Aya: but why did you spike the punch with rum specifically?

Edward: Only the best for my little sea captain grandson.

Malik: *face palm*

Achilles: so what about the cake?

Claudia: I'm sure we'll have time to quickly bake another, *runs over to the stair case* LEONARDO! ARE WE STILL CLEAR OF TIME!?

Leonardo: *calling from up stairs in the attic* Si! We're still clear! No sign of their return yet!

Claudia: Si, we have time.

Desmond: well we gotta make this quick then!

Bayke: how are the balloons Desmond?

Desmond: *filling a balloon with helium* it's going good. Uh, you sure you don't need help Edward?

Edward: Nah, not at all lad, *struggling to turn the nob of the helium tank* j-just gotta turn, the damn- *slips his grip and almost falls over* Ga! Stupid, damn, tank! *hits the tank*

The tank breaks and helium leaks out.

Edward: uh oh...

Everyone close by the helium tank starts in haling the helium and starts coughing.

Altair: *cough* (high pitch voice) damn it Edward you ghabi! Look at what you've done! *quickly covers his mouth* ...

Everyone: ...

Desmond: (high pitch voice) oh crap helium tank broke.

Jacob and Edward: ... *snickers and starts laughing in high pitch voices* HAHAHA!

Jacob: Altair you sound like a mouse that had to much to drink!

Edward: Ey lad!

Altair: *high pitch low growl* you all sound like a bunch of mice too novice!

Jacob: Ha! I do, don't I!

Edward: you sound like a high pitch dolphin lad! *laughs high pitch*

Alexios: (normal voice) Hey let me try! *runs over and breaths in the left over helium* Wow this is werid!

Maria: (Normal voice) as much as I like to hear the sound of rats, I think we should go back to focusing on getting Connor's party ready

Altair: *clears throat* Please let's. *glares at The three*

Jacob: I'll uh... get starts on the confetti! *runs up stairs*

Edward: ...and uh... I'll get the drinks ready! *runs off some where*

Alexios: *high pitch still* I'll uh, go see if Jacob needs help with the conffite. *walks over to where Jacob is*

Evie: *sighs* Maria do you need help setting up the snack table?

Maria: *nods* that would be of much help, thank you Evie.

Evie: no problem.

Jacob: Gang way!

Jacob and Alexios rolled out a large confetti cannon down the stairs and started filling it with confetti.

Desmond: since when did we own a confetti cannon!?

Jacob: since I asked Ezio to ask Leo to make one?

Desmond: ... the f@#$!?

Jacob: well he would never agree to make one if I asked him, but if Ezio asked him. Ha, the man would never refuse Ezio.

Alexios: yep!

Arno: oh mon Dieu! You guys why!?

Jacob: oh calm down Frenchy, not like it's gonna start a fire! Beside Connor's gonna love this!

Arno: and I wounder at times why Connor stopped hanging out with us... (whispers) (wish I had his guts to do the same)

Jacob: hey! He still hangs out with us at times.

Arno: Oui, when your not causing problems.

Alexios: will you relax, this won't cause any problems.

Evie: ok we got to have a rule for Leonardo to not agree on making such ridiculous requests like this.

Maria: agreed.

Aveline: *looking around for something*

Rebecca: you ok Aveline?

Aveline: ya I'm just looking for something I made for connor.

Rebecca: oh maybe I can help you find it. What did you make him?

Aveline: I made him a good luck bracelet for him to wear, it had two feathers on it and was made out of wooden beads.

Rebecca: I'm sure we can find it somewhere.

Nasir came by with silver (Connor's other companion silver back wolf) and Desmond the dog came around. Desmond (the dog) was barking and yipping happily around Jacob, Alexios, and the party cannon. Jacob and Alexios were distracted by Desmond tipping and barking that they didn't see Nasir sitting on the arm rest part of the couch investigating the strange cannon.

Jacob: come on Desmond the dog, knock it off! we got to set up the cannon right or-

Desmond the dog: *Barks* *grabs the remote from Jacob and runs to the other side of the room*

Jacob: HEY! DESMOND NO!

Desmond: *turns around* what!?

Jacob: oh not you Desmond, Desmond the dog, he-

Desmond the dog: *drops the remote and pushes the button*

Jacob: uh oh...

Everyone: 0_0

The Cannon went off and since the confetti wasn't completely separated properly a ball of compacted confetti bursted out the cannon landing into the kitchen and scaring the life out of Nasir. Nasir jumped onto Jacob's face trying to hide under his top hat while also clawing his face in the process. The ball of compacted confetti landed in the bowl of the fresh new batch of cake mix as Cladia was just about to place it I'm the oven not only getting cake mix on her, but on Achilles, Shaun, Evie, Aveline, Rebecca and Altair.

Achilles: ... ok that's it, I give up. *leaves the kitchen to go clean himself off*

Shaun: agreed *grabs a kitchen towel and cleans off his face*

Claudia: and there goes the last of the cake batter...

Aveline: *wipes a bit of the cake batter of her face and hives it a bit of a taste* hm, well I'll tell you this Claudia, the cake would have been amazing. *looks over by the counter and see the bracelet* oh! *grabs it* found it.

Altair: . . . jaCOB FRYYYYE!!!

Evie: oh bloody hell.

Jacob: AH! Altair- OUCH! GET YOUR CAT OFF ME! *trying to get Nasir off of him*

Altair: *wipes the cake batter off his face the best he can and runs over to Jacob* Nasir! no! Get off Jacob right now! *gently grabs Nasir of Jacob and hold him* you don't know where that man has been.

Jacob: *covered in cat scratches* Hey!

Leonardo: *yells from up stairs* THEIR ALMOST HERE!

Desmond: F@#$! We don't have time for this sh*t!

Everyone began to freak out and run about all over the living and kitchen only make more of a mess in the process.

Leonardo: *runs down stairs* everyone take place Their ba-... oh mio Dio...

Ezio and Connor where walking up to the hidden assassin home, with bags of stuff Shaun had asked them to get. The closer the two got to the house the more it was harder for Ezio to hide his smile anymore.

Connor: you seem to be in a good mood after finishing a long arena?

Ezio: hm? Oh, *clears throat* was I smiling? scusa I didn't realize.

Connor: uhm? Is there a reason for your sudden smile?

Ezio: well *chuckles* we were gonna wait till you came home, and that you are *unlocks and opens the door* Happy birthday Co- ...uh...

Ezio and Connor were welcomed home to the assassins all either taned up in streamers other were on the floor and were toppled over one another and some... were a mix of both, all but Leonardo who seemed equally confused as the two were.

Connor and Ezio: . . .

Jacob: *strung up to the ceiling with his sister in streamers* ...Happy Birthday Connor! *nervous smile*

Aveline: *tangled in streamers too* suprise...

Edward: *is strung upsidedown by his feet with Party streamers* *blows on a party blower*

Ezio and Connor: ...

Achilles: *comes down stairs* Are you guys almost- oh come on!

Just then they heard a small chuckle come from Connor. They all turned to face him as ge started chuckling and a bit of laughter.

Jacob: so... your not upset about the suprise party?

Connir: *Chuckling* mad? Why would I be mad? *snickers* I had a hunch something was up, and figured if it was something for my birthday, I was expecting it to end up something like this. Im honestly don't care for my birthday much anyway, but I'm happy you guys tried anyway, just to do something nice for me.

Leonardo: awe, your welcome acmico.

Edward: HAHA! That's my grandson!

Shaun: So, does that mean you'll help untangle us now?

Connor: ya, and I think I have a better idea on where I want to spen my birthday at.

That night they went to the bar Desmond worked at and had some food and drinks and Connor opened his gifts. Desmond said that he didn't mind the extra work hours -and erasing the camera footage- all was well, and Jacob got his face patched up as well.

Connor: *opens his gift from Edward* *is now holdings a small gold telescope* Wow, thanks grandfather.

Edward: Ey, Of course, this telescope use to be mine and I'm giving it to you now to take care of.

Connor: thanks again grandpa.

Edward: any time lad. *drinks his shot of rum*

Aveline: here's my gift to you Connor. *hands him the bracelet*

Connor: *takes the bracelet* You made this yourself Aveline?

Avelone: yep, that and this *kisses him on the check* that too.

Connor: O-Oh uh... Thank you, Aveline. -///-

The family laughted or chuckled at Connor's reaction. They were talking and hanging out and eating some food from the bar, till it was 1 in the morning.

Happy birthday

Ratonhnhaké:ton

Part 2?

Also yes I know it's late, I have been busy lately with testing 😔 it the final brain cell for me at this point.

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)

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