Hello! Bullet here! This is my first story, and I'm not that good at spelling for some reason, but I'm trying! Sorry for bad grammar. Spellcheck is my friend in that area. So, this story just popped in my head, and a friend help me set up this account so I could post it. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Minecraft or Assassin's Creed.

Chapter One

Too Much Alcohol

Ezio stirs, a hangover causing him to have a pain, pounding on the inside of his skull while nausea dances in his stomach. Ezio sits up and looks around with bleary vision.

Ezio: Oi, I must have drank more than I thought. Everything looks like it is made of blocks.

?: That is very observant of you. Everything is made of blocks!

Ezio: Bah!

Ezio, mind suddenly cleared of the drunken haze, jumps to his feet and spins around to see the speaker. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.

Steve: Hi! My name is Steve! Nice to meet you my roundish, bulgy friend!

Ezio: ... If I ever get out of here, I will swear off alcohol for as long as I live.

Steve: You mean potions? We have lots of those! This one time-

Ezio: Yes, yes, I'm sure you're about to tell me a very fascinating story, but I need to know where I am exactly.

Steve: Why didn't you say so? We're in Minecraft! A world of creation and blocks!

Ezio: Are there any women in this world you call minecraft?

Steve: Oh yes! There are lots of them.

Ezio: Can you take me to them? (Women have always been more than happy to give me the information I need.)

Steve: Why of course! Follow me!

Steve began to walk towards a town that could be seen in the distance, with Ezio following him, of course. Bored, Ezio struck up a conversation with Steve.

Ezio: So, what do you do here in this, Minecraft?

Steve: I build things!

Ezio: ...That's it? Well, could you at least tell what exactly it is you build?

Steve: I build everything!

Ezio: Everything?

Steve: Yep! From the ground you walk on, the trees, rivers, buildings, and sometimes even the living things, like animals!

Ezio: So, you're what, some sort of god?

Steve: What?! No! A god wouldn't be able to die. I can die... very painfully in fact.

Ezio: You're a demi-god, then?

Steve: What is with you and this gods crap? No, I am not a demi-god! I am just a normal, human being!

Ezio: Normal, hardly. Human being, questionable.

Steve: Okay, bulgy! Stop with the insults! I may be pointier than you, but I still have feelings!

Ezio: Very well. I am sorry to have offended you.

Steve: Oh look! It's the town.

Ezio looked ahead of himself, but yet again, nothing could prepare him for what he saw.

And cut! Cliffhanger, muhahahaha! Okay, I know the story is very odd, but at least tell me if you liked it or not. Also, sorry if the chapter seems short. I don't type very well, so it takes me longer to make a chapter than most. Well, hope to see you next chapter!