Authors Notes: Hey All! Just put this up. My first posting! *excited giggles*
Uhmm, just a few notes:
I dream almost all of my fanfics, swap the plots, add some ideas and voila. Fanfiction. I am working on an Ezio&OC too, so my mind is a mess…
The Kalin dude is just a name I made up… he has a brief part so don't fret.
Other than that, my motto.
"Read to relieve, Review to please."
Disclaimer: I do NOTown Assassins Creed. I only own the characters you do not recognise and the plot of this SPECIFIC Fanfiction. I do NOT own Altair *sigh*pout*
Reviews are allowed, In Fact they're encouraged…^^
Love and Rockets
Evangeline101
Enjoy
Nothing is true, everything is permitted...
Chpt 1
Altair flopped onto his bed. Unwilling to move, he didn't remove his
armour. His dark eyes slowly drifted closed as he lowered his hood and
ran fingers through his jet black hair.
'What a fucken day,' he thought to himself.
His eyes darted toward the door as the lock clicked loudly, Kalin entered.
"Brother," Kalin greeted.
The head Assassin sighed as his only time alone was interrupted by, him.
"What is it that you want?" Altair snapped rudely.
"I only wish to tell you that Al Mualim seeks meeting with you in the morning,"
"I already knew that, 'brother'," Altair snapped becoming irritated.
"That attitude of yours will soon one day get you killed," Kalin said
a matter of factly.
"Get out, or my blade will soon meet your neck," Altair had a dark
look in his eyes, he meant it. Kalin saw this and made his exit,
promptly slamming the door behind him.
Altair dreaded the conversation with Al Mualim. That old goat always
had something to scold him about.
Altair pushed the thoughts from his mind and closed his eyes, drifting
slowly into a relaxing slumber.
He awoke to find himself in a large blue room. He sat up quickly.
There were no windows nor doors, no ceiling, no floor...yet he was
standing on what seemed to be a continuing nothingness. He stepped
forward cautiously, fearing with one step he would fall into the
endless 'floor' beneath him. A thick fog nipped at his ankles. The
room began to lighten. He shielded his eyes at the sudden brightness.
The room was spinning and a loud wooshing noise escaped from nowhere.
The light faded and he slowly lowered his arms and blinked the black
spots from his sight. He was in a strange setting of which he had
never seen. He spun around. A small box that made a hideous screaming
noise that made him shudder. He tripped over a board on which four
circle-like shapes were attached. Suddenly a girl with long 'tubes' in
her ears walked in.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaah!" They both screamed in unison. He tried to step back
and tripped over the board again.
"Who are you, and WHAT are you doing in my room?" She yelled as he
fell into her grey duevet and black pillows.
"I don't know!" He yelled struggling to pull himself from the soft
mattress that seemed to pull him back in. "HELP ME GET UP!" He yelled
getting frustrated.
She pulled her SkullCandy earphones out of her ears. Curling them
around her neck, she lowered her free hand to help him up. The cup of
coffee in her other hand was half empty with the other half spilled
across her floor. He grabbed her arm to lift himself up, his weight
almost dragged her down. He lifted himself up. He then took her by the
neck and rammed her into the wall, cutting off her breathing.
"Where am I?" He glared daggers. She grasped for his wrist as her feet
lifted off her wet carpet as the mug of coffee had shattered.
"Miami, California." She spat out choking out for air. "I ...can't...
breathe," Her eyes began to roll. Altair panicked slightly and
loosened his death grip. She breathed in coughing to allow her airway
to expand again.
"What is it you speak of?"
"Miami, in the States..." She coughed again.
"Who are you?"
"Evangeline Carter," she gasped for air. "This is my home...who are
you? You look like Altair from AC." She stated finally taking in his
figure.
"How do you know my name," he tightened the grip.
"You're shiting me, Altair? As in Ibn La' Ahad, the Son of None?" He
tightened the grip further.
"How is it you know my name?" He yelled.
"Assassins Creed, the video game behind you on the shelf...please
don't hurt me.." A single tear graced her face, he felt something
strange for her. Like no feeling he had ever experienced. Mercy.
He released her and she tumbled to the floor. Coughing harder with a
hand on her chest. Altair moved toward the shelf as he was told and
picked up the X-box 360 cover of Assassins Creed.
He clicked, the new things, the technology, the language deterioration.
"What year is it?" He whispered in horror.
"2011,"she said as she got to her feet. "Are you.."
"Altair, yes...I am Altair Ibn La' Ahad, yet you already knew that...but how?"
"The game, you're in the video game, on the T.V." He gave her a blank
look, she pointed at the flat screen that was mounted in her closet.
"It makes moving pictures," she slowly moved toward him and pressed
the on switch. He jumped as the TV turned on displaying the Discovery
channel, two horses nuzzling one another. He was freaking out. He
slowly dropped onto my bed.
He was in the future…
"Shit."
"I'll say."
And that is all for now, I am busy with more so no hate speech, kay? ;) I have hit a bump, so some suggestions on storyline are allowed. Please review and I shall be back with more… I am also an artist so I am working on getting a DEVIANTart page, but I need to get a digital pen first…well now I am rambling so this is the giddy exited Eva signing off. I'll have the next chapter up soon, promise.
Altair: Wtf is that screaming noise? *stares at my stereo*
Evangeline: It isn't screaming it's an electric guitar…and that noise Mr. Ibn la Ahad is Panic! At the Disco, who happen to be my FAVOURITE band.
Altair: Disco? Speak sense, or not at all.
Evangeline: I got some work ahead of me… say g'night Alty.
Altair: Demon device with wheels! *points towards the board*
Evangeline: No honey, skate-board, can you say sk-ate-bo-ar-d…? I guess that's all folks.
Love and Rockets.
Safety n peace y'all!*gangster tone*
Altair: *facepalm*
Read to Relieve, Review to Please…^^