2022, America
Desmond Miles, mentor of the American Assassins, retired into his bedroom after a long day. He started to remember his days in the Animus and relieving his ancestor's memories. To think, that the majority of his ancestors were master assassins. Aquillus, Altair, Ezio, Connor and many more. Now ten years after defeating the Templars or better known as Abstergo and stopping the solar flare, the world was now a little more peaceful. He wondered what his life would be like if he was never captured by Abstergo. He would probably still be nothing more than a bartender. He heard a large bang from outside. He put on his hoodie and went to the source of the noise. He saw a bright blue light coming from a yard not too far from his house. He ran to it and it died down. To say he was surprised at what he saw would be an understatement. Right before him he saw his ancestor, Ezio Auditore, garbed in his White Roman Assassin Robes, looking bloody and battered. Desmond picked him up and brought him to his home. Once he woke up, he would answer his questions.
A few moments later, Ezio gained consciousness. As soon as he got up he felt a searing pain in his back. He looked around and found a strange looking room. He left the room and went into another where he found some kind of box with a moving painting. He then wondered if he was where the beings like Minerva dwelled. "Good, you're awake," he heard someone say. He could tell it was English and luckily he understood. He looked at the owner of the voice and found a bearded man with a lip scar identical to his own. He also resembled himself and someone else he couldn't really remember. Ezio wondered if he was an ally or an enemy.
"What is this place?" he asked.
"It's my home," answered Desmond.
"Are you a god?" asked Ezio. Desmond looked confused.
"Um, no?"
"Who are you?"
"Oh okay. I'm Desmond Miles," answered Desmond. Ezio was shocked. He heard the name Desmond before. It was said by Minerva those years ago. Could this be the man she was talking about?
"Are you one of the ones who came before?" asked Ezio.
"No. I can imagine you have a lot of questions. Let me tell you what I know so far. You are Ezio Auditore Da Firenze from Italy. The Mentor of the Italian Assassins if I got the timeline correct. I don't know how you're here but you're not from this time," explained Desmond. Ezio was confused. What was this man talking about.
"What do you mean, I'm not from this time?"
"Well you're from the 16th Century right?" asked Desmond. Ezio nodded. "Well this is the 21st century." Ezio laughed.
"Va bene burlone, of course I am." Desmond frowned.
"What's the last thing you remember?" he asked. Ezio thought a bit.
1509, Rome, Italy
Ezio chased down a hooded man down an alley. The man scaled a building only to be followed by Ezio. They leaped from building to building until Ezio threw two throwing knives at him. The man easily dodged them and preformed a leap of faith. Ezio dived after him and cornered him in another alleyway. The man took out some sort of machine from his pouch and pressed a button. "Che diavolo stai facendo!?" asked Ezio as a blue light emitted from the machine. The light consumed both the man and Ezio and as soon as the light died down, they were gone.
2012, America
"I saw a blue light before I found you," said Desmond.
"Your story about me being in the 21st century is hard to believe, but I have seen many strange things in my life time. So Desmond, who exactly are you? I have heard the name Desmond before. Are you the one I have been wondering about all these years?" asked Ezio.
"As I said, I am Desmond Miles. I'm the mentor of the American Assassins and yes I am the one you are talking about. I know all about you. In fact, I've lived your life." Ezio raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm your descendant. The Templars set out to find the Pieces of Eden that you, Altair and others discovered. So they created a machine called the Animus that can be used to relive the memories of your ancestors."
"How can that be done?" asked Ezio.
"Apparently ancestors pass down more than looks and traits. They pass down their memories too. As I said, the Animus helps to view them. Anyway I looked through the memories of you, Altair and this other assassin named Connor Kenway and found the Pieces of Eden and-" Desmond was cut off by a series of gunshots. "Shit, get down!" They both took cover on the ground.
"What the hell is that? Some kind of pistole?" asked Ezio.
"Yeah, some kind. Quick into that room!" said Desmond as he and Ezio crawled into Desmond's room. Desmond passed Ezio a Tec9 and put on his own hidden blade.
"This is?" asked Ezio.
"A gun. Just pull the trigger and it will fire, just like your hidden gun only faster and more effectively. You can't keep it though. Come on." Said Desmond as he put on his hood and he and Ezio left to find who was shooting the gun. It was a hooded man. They dodged his bullets and chased him outside. They cornered him. "Give up. Unless you want a bullet through your head," taunted Desmond pointing his pistol at the culprit's head. He faced them revealing his face. He had green eyes with a scar going down one of them, black hair and pale skin. Ezio immediately recognised him.
"It's you. Why did you bring me here? Why did you try to kill me?" asked Ezio.
"I didn't expect to have brought you here with me. Oh well, I guess if I can't kill Ezio, I guess Altair would be an easier target," said the man as he took out his device again.
"Desmond, that's the succhiacazzi that brought me here. And there's the thing that he used to do it. Be careful," warned Ezio. Desmond nodded. The man pressed the button on the device and another blue light consumed them all.
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