Note: So I made up this oc of mine when the second Assassin's Creed came out and tried over and over to write fanfictions with her in it but none of them ever flowed right until Black Flag came out! So my friends and I are throwing our characters we rp as in here because we can.
Some people won't like it because its probably considered 'Mary Sue' but I say fuck it. You're really going to let OTHER PEOPLE tell YOU how to write YOUR story?
First off, a character is created after the person writing the fanfic most likely so of course the character will be the center of attention. If the writer likes a certain character it is pretty obvious they are pairing themselves up with them. Now the real overly powerful shit where the person is like, "NOTHING DEFEAT MY CHARACTER! MY CHARACTER CAN KILL ANYONE!" Now that's extreme and unacceptable to me but hey, it's your character so write it the way you want to. If you want your character to be a powerful bitch, do it. If you want your oc to be a slut that sleeps with all the hot guys, then do it!
Some of the characters in here may be considered 'Mary Sue' since they are supernatural creatures. Well, if you don't like it just hit the back button. Seriously, don't waste your time and mine by reading it then complaining about it because I didn't tell you to read it, that was your choice.
This originally started out as a True Blood crossover but it changed and just went back to being just Assassin's Creed.
I don't own AC, my boyfriend owns Mason, I own Sirena, my friends own their vampire/mermaid/werewolf/etc characters.
-Smooches!-
The sea was calm and so was the sky. Edward wasn't complaining one bit. As a matter of fact, he loved it this way.
But his mind kept going back to was Kidd had told him before he set sail…
"Don't worry, Kenway. The second you put that outfit on you had someone watching your every move." She smirked, "It is obvious she hasn't decided as to if you should live or die yet. Being alive, she must have some use for you."
"And who is this 'she' that is watching me?"
Kidd laughed and looked him in the eye as she place a firm hand on his shoulder, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you. In time she will reveal herself to you."
That Kidd was a strange human being but Edward found he had a bit of a crush on her. But he forced those thoughts away; he was still faithful to his wife even if they were separated at the moment.
The moon was high in the sky and he was the only one awake it seemed.
"At the end of the river the sun down beams on the relics of a lifelong lived. Here weary traveler, rest your wand. Sleep the journey from your eyes…"
Kenway thought he heard a voice singing not far away. His eyes scanned the ship and caught a glimpse of a person standing near one of the cannons. Though, when he ran to the area no one was there. He looked over into the ocean and still saw nothing.
There was nothing but ocean surrounding the ship, so no way anybody was jumping overboard to play any kind of prank.
"Something wrong, Captain?"
"Not at all, Mr. Bloodrayne. Just my imagination, I guess." Edward turned to see Mason, the ex-Templar he had recently recruited onto his ship.
Mason smirked and propped a foot up on one of the steps next to him. The wind blew through his shoulder length black hair and the moon reflected in his dark green eyes. He held his hand up to reveal a bottle of rum, "Looks like you need it more than me, right now. Tell me, what's bothering you?"
"I heard a woman singing."
"There are no women on this ship."
"Exactly my point, Mason."
Mason scratched at his goatee, his eyes in deep concentration, "You believe in ghosts or angels?"
"Do I look like the kind of person that would believe in such things?" Edward saw Mason shake his head and roll his eyes, "Just a bit tired, is all."
"I'll take over up here, go rest. You need it."
Edward stood and gazed at him for a few moments before nodding and making his way to rest in the captain's quarters.
Mason looked up at the stars and the moon once he made it to the wheel. A shooting star caught his attention and he remembered something his mother had told him when he was young.
"When you make a wish upon seeing a shooting star it will come true. Isn't that what you used to say, Ma?" He said quietly, still looking up, "I wish I could meet a nice girl, a pretty one who loves the sea and gets along with pirates like me. Maybe she'll know how to dance and be able to drink like a man."
He looked down and shook his head with a quiet chuckle. He had always had a particular female in mind that he always wanted to try and find. Though he had been with tons of women physically, they just weren't his type.
"Here weary traveler, rest your wand. Sleep the journey from your eyes."
"Hm?" The ex-Templar looked up, now he was hearing someone singing. It didn't sound far away either. The song was fading but it relaxed him, made him calm as he sailed the ship.
Mason Bloodrayne
Age: 34
Height: 6'0
Status: Ex-Templar, Pirate
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Personality: Mason is serious but also has a bit of a playful and flirty side to him. Hopeless romantic, he refuses to strike a woman. Though he looks rather terrifying, he is surprisingly gentle when he wants to be. He is loyal to Edward and aims to kill every Templar he meets.
