Me: I know that there are 5 of these fan fictions but I am making a Pokemon/Assassins Creed fanfiction crossover. Let's start!
Note: This story starts from Revelations and has Poke, Contest, Ikari, and Oldrivalshipping.
The New Assassins
In the streets of Constantinople two teenagers and two small creatures were running for their lives from 4 armored guards wielding heavy swords.
The spiky brunette turned to his friend, "What did you do to piss them off this time Ash?" The blue eyed 14-year old asked sarcastically as a small blue turtle jumped onto his shoulder.
The raven haired kid presumably named Ash chuckled nervously, "I kept throwing apples at them." A small yellow mouse with red cheeks jumped on Ash's shoulder as he and the blue eyed teen turned a sharp corner.
"And now thanks to you those Templar guards are coming to kill us."
"I didn't know they'd do that Gary honest." After turning another corner Ash and Gary ended up in a closed alleyway. They grimaced as the two teens and small creatures turned to the chuckling Templar guards.
"Now you can't escape Gary Oak and Ashton Ketchum." The leader said and the four slowly advanced at the cornered teens who were desperately looking for a way out. Not long Ash spotted some pipes lying around.
"Gary, catch." Gary turned around and barely caught the pipe. The blue eyed teen turned to Ash confused but after seeing a firm nod Gary immediately understood.
"Squirtle get down." Gary ordered to his small turtle. Ash did the same with his little mouse: 'Pikachu'. As the two creatures hid Ash and Gary got into a battle stance causing the Templar guards to chuckle.
"You're kidding right," After seeing the stone cold stares from the brown and blue eyed teens the leader shrugged, "Have it your way. But this will get much bloodier then." Unbeknownst to the four armored guards the two teens learned martial arts. The teens charged forward catching the Templars off guard letting their guard down. Ash and Gary jumped into the air and slammed their pipes at each side of a guard's head effectively killing the guard. Recovering from their shock the remaining Templars charged forward but the two teens elegantly blocked the sloppy attacks.
"I admit you are a bit of a challenge but I can handle anything." The leader grunted and plowed a fist deep into Ash's stomach causing the unfortunate teen to cough up blood and drop his pipe. As the leader Templar retracted his fist he swung his sword at Ash's face giving a clean slice through. Ash fell to the ground withering in pain while blood poured from his mouth.
Gary turned to his fallen friend, "Ash!" And was distracted long enough to get a knee driven into his spine. The blue eyed teen, though he was sure his spine was cracked and/or broken, flipped backwards and slammed his foot into one of the remaining three Templars' temple and immediately smashed his pipe on his unsuspecting skull killing the armored guard.
"You're good kid," Gary turned to the voice only to get a foot smashed into his solar plexus bringing the young blue eyed teen to his knees withering in pain.
"But not good enough." The last thing Gary heard was a gunshot before slipping into unconsciousness.
Two hours later...
Gary groaned in pain as he sat up. His hand went down to feel the bruise on his solar plexus but was surprised to find bandages. After gaining his eyesight and looked around he noticed that he was in some sort of temple. Around Gary were people dressed in white garbs with different colored capes tied down to their right shoulder and down to their elbows. Some even had small colored capes that went down to their mid backs. On their right and left wrists were golden cuffs that looked like they hid something.
"Ah bene (good) you're awake." Gary turned to the voice and saw a person in different garbs than the others. This man, by the voice, had dark blue garbs with a dark purple cape clipped to his right shoulder flowing to his right elbow and strange light gold marking and swerves all over his armor. Without the hood on you could see that he had a grey and black beard growing.
"Where's Ash?" The blue eyed teen stumbled standing up holding his hurting stomach.
The man immediately helped Gary stand, "You mean your friend? He's fine. I noticed you and him fighting those Templars." He smiled and set Gary in a chair who blushed a little knowing that he was watching them.
"Ya but we got beaten to a pulp." The spiky brunette grumbled knowing that those guys almost killed his friend.
"Yes but not anyone your age would be able to hold them off that long, much less kill you one of them. I have a proposition for you and your friend Ash. But tell me, what is your name?" The man asked the 14-year old.
"Gary Oak. What kind of proposition and who are you anyway?"
The man laughed at Gary's stubbornness, "Ok I'll tell you. My name is Ezio Auditore da Firenzie and I run an organization called the Assassins. I am the 'mentor' here you could say and I noticed that you and your friend knew arti marziali (martial arts) which is why you two stood against those four Templars. Would you like to join us?" Ezio asked with a light smile.
"Wait... Assassins? Aren't you hired to kill people or soemthing?" Gary asked in fright and tried to back away in fright.
Ezio just laughed, "No nothing like that. You see, for years the Templars have taken every single district here in Constantinople and everywhere around here. The Assassins were made to protect everyone who was innocent from these guys. We are not a bad organization, but a good one. We are made to protect, not to destroy. So, I'll ask again, what'd you say Gary?" Ezio held out his hand. Gary stared at it for a while when Ash came out from where he was giddy about something.
"Gary look at what Ezio gave me!" Gary turned to Ash and saw he was wearing that golden cuff that went down his wrist a little and what the blue eyed teen saw was that on the lower side of the wrist where something would come out and it would face the palm. (A/N: Ok you know what, just look at the Hidden Blade holder.)
"What is it?" Gary guided his eyes to Ash's wrist and in a moment Ash flicked his wrist backward and a blade came out shocking the brunette to no end.
"Ah yes. That my friend is the Assassins greatest weapon: the Hidden Blade. We use that for most of our assassinations and it can save our lives. Now back to what I was saying: would you and Ash like to join up with the Assassins?" Ezio held his hand out again and this time Gary clapped his hand over Ezio's without hesitation.
Gary smiled, "If it's to save innocent lives...sure." Ash felt even giddier. Ezio stood up and walked down the corridors of the Assassins main base when the leader of the Assassins stopped in-front of a different garbed Assassin. As the blue and brown eyed teens looked up at the man they noticed he wore garbs like Ezio's but it was all clouded with black and dark purple and his sash across his right arm was a blood red and his sword that was at his side was a brilliant black and shiny silver.
"Meet our new Assassin trainer Looke. He is an amazing spy and really good in hand-to-hand combat. He will be your instructor until you are able to become real assassins. Good luck." Ezio hid a sneaky grin and walked away while the two teens stared at their doom for the next week.
One week later...
"Wahoo!" Ash screamed in joy as he leapt onto another building. In the year that he and Gary had been saved by Ezio and turned into Assassins by Looke they had grown significantly. They also changed their clothes into assassin's garbs. Ash and Gary both wore a pure black garb like Looke's except Ash's sash was a pure red and his belt was also a pure red and his sword hilt was a golden color with red tape and a black star like guard. His sword was a shiny black that sparkled in the sunlight. Gary had a dark blue belt and sash across his right arm and waist and his sword was a sparkling silver that gave a glow in the blackness of the night.
Gary leapt and landed next to Ash, "Be quiet Ketchum! We're Assassin's not street performers." Gary snarled quietly whacking Ash over the top of his head.
Ash just chuckled quietly, "Yes Gareth Oak. Where are we headed anyway?" Ash asked leaning over the ledge of a building seeing a swarm of civilians down below.
Gary took a piece of paper out, "Well we were supposed to meet Yusuf at the Grand Bazaar so he could tell us our next mission. But there's one problem..." He trailed off.
Ash broke his line of sight from below and glanced back at Gary, "What problem?" Ash counted. Before Gary could say they heard people down below. The sea of civilians down below had disappeared and the remaining ones gathered into a large circle. In the middle of the circle were five people. On the left were 4 mercenaries each wielding heavy weapons. On the right was an odd man. He had grass green hair, emerald green eyes and held a rose. He wore a black t-shirt with a light violet jacket and blue jeans.
"Hello gentlemen, what is the matter?" The green haired man asked coolly.
The leader merc scowled, "You know what's wrong Drew! We have had enough of you!"
Ash glanced at Gary, "Who's Drew?"
Gary walked to the edge and peered over, "That would be Drew Hayden. Drew is the infamous playboy of Constantinople, stealing everyone's girlfriends and dumping them the next day. It looks like he's about to get what's coming to him, but..." Gary trailed off, scratching his chin and taking off his hood.
Ash folded his arms across his chest, "What...again?" He asked, his eyes going flat because Gary didn't answer his previous question.
"Hayden seems calm. Why would that be?" Both glanced at the four Mercenaries and saw the weapons they were holding. Two were holding Bearded Axe's, one held a French Bastard Sword and the leader held a Broadsword, made of iron. Drew, all he had was a rose.
Then something surprised them: Drew threw away his rose and coat and pulled out a dagger. The dagger might've been a Roman Stiletto but at the tip held what looked like to the two upstart assassin's was enough poison for five people.
"Vieni a me!" Drew taunted the mercenaries in italian. One of the mercs who held a Bearded Axe roared and ran at the grass haired man. As he swung his heavy weapon down at the boy Drew jumped over the man surprising everyone except Gary.
Ash looked over at Gary in confusion, "Hayden was also known for amazing agility." Gary answered before the young Ketchum could ask. They looked back to see Drew land behind the merc who was trying to get the axe out of the ground. Before he could even think Drew grabbed the top of his head and held it backwards exposing the neck. Drew held the Stiletto at his throat and without a chance to even blink the green eyed man sliced his throat open with quick hands. Drew let the man go as he fell to the ground, the thick red liquid spewing from his now dead body.
Drew turned to the other three, "Who's next?" He asked with a smirk. The mercenaries were shocked and everyone started to flee in terror, leaving only the leader and his friends. Before they could start trying to kill each other Ash and Gary jumped from their place on the roof and stood in-between the four. Both had their hoods on so the mercenaries and Drew couldn't see their faces.
"Stop." Ash demanded to the four, gripping the hilt of his sword, ready to strike, "Stop now. I do not want to fight you." he growled. Gary gripped his Small Weapon: a Kurdish Jambiya. The usual dagger held by the Agile Guard of the Janissary Arsenal.
Drew grinned, crossing his arms, "And how do you have the authority to command us?" Before the grass haired boy could react Gary appeared behind him, his own dagger held at Drew's throat.
The playboy's eyes widened, "H-how did you-"
"We are trained better than you think. We have also seen your agility and balance and it would be a great deal to us if you could join the Assassin's." Ash said in a commanding tone, still keeping his grip on his Scimitar. The mercenaries immediately backed away at what Ash had said.
"Y-you two are from the League of Assassin's?" Ash was confused by the question from the leader of the mercs but nodded nonetheless.
The leader grinned, "Ok then. Mercenaries, let's get our money. Attack those two!" They all charged in, their Heavy Weapons at the ready.
"Merda! Gary, proteggere Drew! (Shit! Gary, protect Drew!)" Gary nodded and grabbed Drew, pulling him away, his Kurdish Jambiya at the ready. Ash brought his hands to his sides and shot out his hidden blades. Ash had decided to go with 2 Hidden Blades while Gary went with a Hook Blade and a Hidden Blade, as well as a Hidden Gun at his side just in-case. The auburn eyed man shot his right Hidden Blade into one of the mercenary's throat and through the back, letting the dark blood spew from its prison and from his mouth.
Ash brought back his right blade and shoved his left blade into the shoulder of the mercenary holding the French Bastard. The mercenary screamed in pain as he dropped his sword, holding his bleeding shoulder. What he didn't account for was that the sword shoved itself into its owner's toe. The merc again screamed in agonizing pain but was immediately silenced by Ash slicing his throat open with his left Hidden Blade and stabbed in the kidney by Ash's right. As Ash retracted both the leader immediately dropped his sword and ran.
"Not so fast!" Ash grabbed a Throwing Knife from his belt and shot it at the mercenary. It imbedded itself in his spine and he fell, screaming bloody murder. Ash then picked up a Bearded Axe and threw it with great accuracy as it shoved itself in the head of the last living merc. Blood spewed freely from the broken and split head.
Ash turned to Gary and Drew, "We'd better get out of here before Ottoman Scouts show up." Gary nodded and a few minutes later they were on a roof far away from the pile of blood and dead bodies.
"Grazie (Thank you) friends." Drew bowed, a little shaky.
Gary just rolled his eyes under his hood, "Drop the act Drew. You still have to pay for your crimes," Drew recoiled back, a little bit of fear in his eyes, "But neither me nor my friend will report you. You can but those skills you have to good use. Would you like to join the Assassin's?" Drew was still shaky but nodded at the offer.
"Bene. (Good.) Every day. Galata Tower. At sunrise. That is where you'll do your training. Ok?" Drew nodded, "Ok. Now, get going, and tell them Ash and Gary sent you." Drew took off towards the nearest ferry heading to the Galata District.
Ash sighed, taking his hood off, "Well, now that that adventure is over, why don't we get to the Grand Bazaar before Yusuf thinks were 'patrolling' the city again." Gary nodded and they both headed to their next mission.
Me: And there was my first chapter. I hope you like it, or not. I'm just doing this for fun like my other story, Platinum Angels. If you didn't read the note I had on my profile go and read it now. R&R and I'll update later!
