Hello good people, and welcome to my first crossover. Since there's no crossover yet for AC and RWBY, i though, heck, why not? Well let's cut to the chase. This takes place after AC3 (to those who don't know the ending of AC3, look it up). Hope you like it and enjoy. If you like alright. If you don't, no harm no foul.
Nothing is true...
Sound… the soft whistling of the wind in his ears... was the first thing that came to him after he did it. He touched the eye to save mankind, but at a cost. He sacrificed his own life to do it. Desmond Miles was groaning and blinking his eyes. His back was on something soft. He moved his hand to feel what he was lying down on. "…Grass…" he chuckled as he brushed his hand on the soft ground. His eyes were still hazy from the effects of the orb Juno told him to touch. Maybe she did keep her promise to save mankind. But Desmond doubted that, maybe he was in heaven or… the other place. "I hope i'm in heaven," he said as he rubbed his head.
He managed to get the haziness out of his eyes and lifted his head up. The first thing his eyes met was the clear blue sky, with the feel of a soft breeze on his face. He heard the singing of birds as his ears got more responsive. He felt weak, his right arm hurting like crazy. His head had a major headache. With all the strength he could muster, he put his arms on the ground and lifted himself up. He managed to get to his feet even though he was wobbly and could crash back to the ground in any moment. He lifted his hand up to block the light of the sun entering his eyes as he looked around. He was in a forest that had emerald coloured leaves. He rubbed his head and groaned. "I need to find out where I am," said Desmond as he started walking through the forest.
It was barely five minutes and he suddenly felt hungry, which was felt like he hadn't eaten in forever. He held his stomach in order to ease it as he stumbled through the forest. He looked at his right wrist and saw that he still had his hidden blade. "Good," he thought, "At least I can still defend myself." As he kept on walking through the forest, he heard some growling. He looked to his left and saw a creature he has never seen before. It was pitch black all over. It had glowing red eyes with could easily scare off someone in the body of a huge wolf. But not him. He was an assassin, he was a fighter. He remembered that he had a combat knife on him and he took it out from its sheath. He popped out his hidden blade and took a fighting stance. The creature growled some more and lunged at him.
He dodged it and stabbed it in the face with his hidden blade and he drove the creature to the ground. Desmond was panting, he was already weak and winded and he winded himself some more. He stumbled back on to a tree trunk and sat down. "What the hell was that thing," he thought as he looked at the beast that attacked him. He let out another loud groan as his right arm started hurting. "Must be a side effect from the orb," said Desmond as he gripped it with his free hand. He used eagle vision to look around. He let out a sigh as he saw more then a dozen red glowing figures in the foliage of the forest. He got up and rubbed his arm to ease the pain as much as he could. "I need to get out of here," he muttered to himself as he started running.
He kept on running so he could avoid what he had come across just a few moments earlier. He made it to a bottom of a cliff as he came into an opening. He was panting as he looked up the cliff and saw a building. "Great, looks like i have to scale this thing to get to civilization," he said to himself. He let out a sigh as he placed a foot on the wall to see its grip on his shoes. He walked back a couple feet and ran back at the wall. He wall ran up the face of the cliff and gripped at the the ledges of the formation with his hands. Thanks to the training from the bleeding effect of Connor Kenway, he had no problem scaling the cliff. He then heard a loud screeching behind him and saw a monstrous bird as black as night flying for him. He jumped off to another portion of the cliff as it crashed itself into the the face of the cliff. "The hell is that thing?!" thought Desmond. He knew that he wasn't in condition to be in another fight. He had to get out of here.
Mustering the remaining strength he had, he started climbing as fast as he could. The creature let out another loud screech and Desmond's ears started hurting, ringing with the sound of the screech in his ears. Nonetheless he kept on climbing, the creature flying around thinking were to strike next. Desmond was almost at the top of the cliff as the creature rammed itself into the cliff again. Desmond almost lost his gripping as the cliff face shook violently. "No... not now... not when you have gotten so far," he said to himself. He regained his bearings and reached for the top. He pulled himself up and laid himself on his back. He was panting hard now. "That was something," he managed to get out as he sat up. He looked at the building behind him. It had a bright green light at the very top of the structure.
"Awwwww c'mon!" he yelled as the creature came up. "I guess this is it... after all i did to get here," said Desmond. He closed his eyes to meet his demise. But it didn't come. No pain. He opened his eyes to see a purple light striking the huge bird. "What the..." he mouthed to himself. He turned his head around to see a woman with blonde hair and emerald green eyes which she wore glasses in front of. She wore a black skirt that was appropriate for an woman her age, a white shirt, black boots with brown heels on them and a tattered black and purple cape. She was fighting the creature that was about to have Desmond as a snack. With a flick of a wrist, she brought down her riding crop and suddenly, an ice storm came from the sky and struck the creature. It took many hits of sharp icicles to its back and it fell back down to the forest. "At least i'm not meeting fate yet," said Desmond before he blacked out from exhaustion.
She adjusted her glasses and saw Desmond on the ground. "Oh my!" she said as she quickly walked over to Desmond. She kneeled down near Desmond's body and looked at him. She grabbed his left arm to check his pulse. He was stable, with his pulse beating normally. She let out a relieved sigh as she let go of his arm. "I need to contact Pro. Ozpin," she said to herself. She picked up Desmond and placed his arms on her neck. She shifted his body so she was balanced. She started walking towards the building and went inside.
Everything is permitted...
When Desmond woke up, he found himself looking at a white ceiling. He noticed that he was in a bed with a white blanket and a heart beat monitor strapped to him. He kept looking around when a man in a black suit with a green scarf around his neck. He also had grey hair on his head. "I see that you are awake," said the man. Desmond let out a groan as he sat himself up. "Where am i?" asked Desmond as he rubbed his head. The man looked at him, "You're in Beacon," said the man. Desmond never heard of that name before. Seriously, what the heck happened to him? "How did i get here?" asked Desmond. The man shrugged, "I was wondering that you know," said the man. Desmond let out a sigh and he heard his stomach growl. "I see that you're hungry," said the man. Desmond nodded, "I am uuhh... whats your name?" said Desmond. The man stuck his hand out, "I'm Pro. Ozpin. And you are...?" the man now named Ozpin said. Desmond hesitated for a bit. The last time he gave his name to someone he ended up at Abstergo for research.
Something in his mind said that he can trust this man. He let out a sigh. "My name is Desmond Miles, Pro. Ozpin," said Desmond as he shook Ozpin's hand. "It's nice to meet you Mr. Miles," said Ozpin. After the handshake, Desmond saw a nurse bring in a tray of food. He saw a bowl of simmering chicken broth, a piece of bread and and orange. He was very glad that he saw a bottle of water too because he was dying of thirst. The nurse placed the tray beside him on a table. Desmond looked at Ozpin who nodded at him. Desmond grabbed the tray and placed it on his lap.
He started spooning the soup into his mouth at a steady pace and also dipped the bread into the soup. As he finished the soup, he placed it aside and started eating the orange piece by piece. "I see that you haven't eaten in awhile Mr. Miles," said Ozpin. Desmond nodded. "It felt like i haven't eaten in forever sir," said Desmond. He finished the orange and started drinking the water very greedily to ease his throat. He placed the tray back on the table and let out a relieved sigh. "I feel much better now," said Desmond. He felt better now and he wanted to stretch his legs a bit.
Desmond took the blanket off him and placed his feet on the ground. As he stood up, he noticed that he didn't have his knife and hidden blade. "Ummmm... were are my weapons?" asked Desmond. Ozpin widened his eyes, "Oh, sorry. They're beside you on the table," said Ozpin. Desmond looked behind him and saw his weapons. He walked over to them and grabbed them. He strapped the knife on his left leg and the hidden blade on his right arm. He popped the blade out to see if it's okay. "Good," said Desmond as he looked at the blade. Desmond forgot that Ozpin was watching. "Mr. Miles, what kind of weapon is that?" asked Ozpin. Desmond forgot that he may not be on earth anymore. "This, uuuhhh. This is a hidden blade. It can be used to kill silently and also for open conflict," said Desmond. Ozpin nodded and noticed the symbol on Desmond's bracer. "That symbol... what does it stand for?" asked Ozpin.
With a sigh Desmond sat down beside Ozpin. "This will take awhile to tell you Pro. Ozpin," said Desmond. In an hour, Desmond told the story about the Assassin's and Templar's. The two factions fighting each other for centuries in the shadows of society. The Assassin's fighting for freedom and mankinds rights while the Templars fought for supreme rule of the world. After talking about that, Desmond talked about his role. His imprisonment in Abstergo. Finding the pieces of eden. "I see that you had some adventure Mr. Miles," said Ozpin. Desmond let out a chuckle, "Yeah, i've been through a lot Ozpin. Now, i have nowhere to go. I have no idea on how to get back to my world, or if my world has been destroyed," said Desmond as he sank more into the cushion of his seat. Ozpin pondered in his mind. "Well he served a righteous cause in his world. He killed a women that he has gotten close to and he sacrificed his life for the sake of his world." Ozpin pitied the assassin. He came up with an idea.
"Mr. Miles. Do you need a place to stay?" asked Ozpin. Desmond nodded, "I do sir. I have no money to rent a place and i think i owe you for saving me," said Desmond. Ozpin chuckled, "That was Miss Glynda who saved you. But i'll offer you this. You can stay here at Beacon while i make you a part of the staff to cover anything you owe me," said Ozpin. Desmond thought about the offer. "As long as i live an okay life here now, i'll take it," said Desmond. "Good. Since you have no history about Vytal and you have a lot of combat, i'll make you a combat instructor. For now, i'll give you a tour around Beacon and help you get settled in," said Ozpin. Desmond nodded at the offer.
"... and this here is the training area," said Ozpin as he guided Desmond through Beacon. Desmond was impressed. This school had everything in becoming a hunter. He was then lead to his room. "Well this is your home. Tell me if there's anything i can do for you Mr. Miles," said Ozpin. Desmond looked at the door for a good moment then looked at Ozpin. "Thanks Ozpin. Tell... tell the one who saved me... thank you," said Desmond as he rubbed the back of his neck. "I'll be sure to tell Miss Glynda that," said Ozpin. He started walking away leaving Desmond in front of the door. Desmond let out a sigh as he grabbed the door handle and turned it.
He entered the room and he let out a smile. The room was fairly decent. There was a bedroom, a small kitchen, a fairly sized living room and thank god a bathroom. He looked around and he sat himself on the couch in the living room. "Some day it has been for me," said Desmond. He took of his bracer and knife and placed them on the table in front of him. He let out a yawn and rubbed his face a bit. "I need to sleep soon." With that Desmond got up and walked to his room. He took off his white hoodie and shirt and left his pants on. He fell on the bed and looked at the ceiling for a bit. "Looks like i'm starting a new life here. Heh... a clean slate for me," said Desmond. He closed his eyes and went out like a light.
This is pretty much the setting of the story. There won't be much action for the first few chapters but i'll make sure soon. Hoped you liked it and drop me a review. Thanks.
Stay safe and be happy.