Chapter 29- Questions
The only reason Desmond wasn't able to go full sprint across the rooftops was because of the fact that there were too many witnesses around. He did, at one point, literally run atop the hoods of cars- an act that had made horns honk and people yell various bits of profanity, but he wasn't paying attention. He paid attention to his surroundings- Had he seen that car before? Was that person watching him with menace or simple curiosity as to why he was running like a madman?
Most importantly, there was the question of Are they okay?
Finally, he reached his destination, dashed to the elevator, and shifted nervously the entire way up.
The doors opened, and he saw Altair, Ezio, and Connor surrounding someone-
Nicholas, of all people, who was holding his hands up in surrender. He looked over his shoulder at Desmond. "Well you're late."
Desmond glared at him. "How'd you get here first?" He questioned, slightly puzzled.
"I free ran, duh. I know this city like the back of my hand. There's a reason William picked me. I'm one of the best Assassins in New York, New York. Unlike you, I knew which buildings I could run on to avoid being spotted."
Ezio glared at Nicholas. "William?"
Nicholas looked at Ezio with a sort of casual smirk. "Didn't Desmond tell you about his dad- leader of the Assassins now?"
Now, all three Assassins looked at Desmond. "How are we supposed to believe you're an Assassin?" Desmond practically snarled.
"Ooh, bit of a sore point. Shoulda known. For one- this." He pulled up his sleeve, which hid a simple Hidden Blade mechanism, and numerous winding tattoos forming a stylized symbol of the Assassins. "Maybe it isn't concrete proof, but still. It's the best I've got right now. Oh, and, by the way- good to see you've got the next one." He looked at Connor. "He's got the key. Or, at least, he knows where he left it."
Now, we begin connecting with the game. If you don't want a sort of half spoiled version of Assassins Creed 3, than maybe it's not the best idea to keep reading. XD
-MTDS
