Chapter 5: Revelations and New beginnings.

AN: Hey people, got a new reviewer yesterday, to guest: Sorry, this won't be a crossover, I just was too lazy and used the Dawn of War pic because I was too lazy to draw one myself, but yeah, he's based off of him, but, next time if you review, please leave a name, until then I'll call you Bob, that okay Bob?

Anyway onto the Chapter:

Arcos' PoV: When Hestia and Hades came to me asking for my Crusaders and I to aid Cyrus, my nephew, I wanted to go immediately, but the idiotic high council had to have over 50 meetings to agree to send my force there, they had to have a meeting for the plan, a meeting for the numbers, and a meeting for a meeting. I was angry, worried, and utterly scared of my nephew's fate.

When we were finally given the permission to go and aid Cyrus, Hestia said a few choice words to me: "Arcos Skavros, you must move as swiftly as Apollo, to save Masayaf in time, with luck, you'll be able to reach Cyrus before they begin the final push, when you do find him, tell him he is welcome into any city." She had said this all with an urgent and pleading face on her eight year old form. Making it extremely weird to be advised by a goddess who appeared younger than me…I was burnt for that thought.

Needless to say, when we arrived, all I saw was Cyrus about to die, so I ordered a charge; it was the most comical sight in my life, the great Olympian army running from a bunch of Crusaders… (Hehe)

I saw Artemis and one of her huntresses remaining, I irrationally thought they were about to execute Cyrus so I readied a javelin to throw when they flashed out; to say I was pissed would be an understatement…

'Wait, damn ADHD, got to save Cyrus first…'

I thought while lifting him up onto my horse, I ordered the crusaders to march home to celebrate our hollow victory; needless to say they still thought it was a major victory and got drunk, bought courtesans, and celebrated like there wasn't a tomorrow.

I cursed at their stupidity, wondering when Cyrus would awaken…

Time skip; somewhat around into the Golden Age of Piracy.

Cyrus PoV: All I saw was darkness, for what seemed to be an eternity, then, a blinding light coming from somewhere, and distant voices, I couldn't make out what they were saying, but only caught some snippets: "He's waking…Vitals are good…Shut up Arcos…" The last one sounded like my sister reprimanding me…

I finally adjusted to the light, and realized I was nowhere near Masayaf castle. I tried to sit up and look around only to find I couldn't move as much as I hoped I would be able to.

I tried to speak but my throat scorched, blazed, and hurt like eating sand close to turning into glass…

Someone quickly gave me water when I motioned for it with my hand…

"I knew you would live! Haha! And they called me a fool for believing so!" The voice of my uncle came out from in front of me; I quickly sat up, energized and happy to hear his voice.

"Uncle? Where am I? What am I doing here? What happened to Masayaf? Where's everyone else?" I shot off questions rapidly, his expression went from happy to somber…His cerulean eyes dark with despair.

"Cyrus, you may want to brace yourself for this…" Arcos started.

"Masayaf was lost, the Olympians returned later and burned it to the ground, the good news is that the vault wasn't breached, and will never be breached; I wish you saw Old Drama Queen's face when his bolt didn't even scratch the door…" He said amusedly.

His face quickly darkened again and he continued "As for where you are? Well, welcome to the West Indies Cyrus, you've been in a coma for somewhat 600 years, and the Olympians are scattered and spread thin" Arcos said to me.

"You are here because of what has happened, the Assassins' died out Cyrus, only you remain, Zeus began a Crusade after he 'won' his first one, he counted losing most of his people a victory…He started 14 other Crusades to try and eradicate the Assassins once and for all, but as you know, many other Pantheons were…Distasteful towards Zeus' reign, and helped your assassins fight and win every one of them." Arcos said with a somewhat look between joyful and 'You messed with the wrong Assassins Zeus'.

He took one deep breath, and his face solidified into a tone cold unreadable mask. "Cyrus, the others are either dead or missing, Raven's disappeared, after she read your letter she did at least, your twin sisters, have both disappeared along with Raven…Altair finally faded but the vault remains closed…The others are dead" Arcos said with a grave face…

I quickly was disheartened…All of my brothers, sisters, and friends were gone, the love of my life disappeared along with my two sisters…"Arcos tell me, what Zeus is planning?" I asked after many silent moments.

He nodded and said "He plans to take over an old continent that disappeared millennia ago…It is called the New World, but nevertheless, it's time to get to work Nephew…" He said while dragging me out of the bed I was in.

Time Skip Moment!

I trained to regain my assassin skills with my Uncle, until he finally deemed me ready of being an assassin once more.

I then decided to see what was going on in these 'West Indies', what I saw amazed me; Pirates, Privateers, and the Demigods were engaging in one giant war here, Zeus and the Olympians controlled the British and the Spanish…While the free people controlled the Privateering and Pirating…I discovered what island I was on, it was a place called Nassau.

I wandered through the town wearing my regular Grande Mentore robes, until I came to what looked to be an inn…

I walked up into the tavern as I discovered what they were now called, sat down at a table, and ordered a drink…

A woman with red hair came and delivered the drink a few moments later, I was minding my own business when I saw three men walk into the Tavern; One had a pirate captains uniform, a hat with some ropes that were on fire, he had a gruff face, and a black beard, he also had scars on him, a lot of them that.

The next man had black hair like the first one, but more of a tamed look to it, had a small beard going around his mouth and chin, and had a basic sea-faring overcoat.

The last man had a scar on his face, some anti-septic wrap or gauze covering his chest, had black hair, a clean shaven face, and had an overcoat as the second man did…

I knew as soon as they walked in that Masayaf may have to wait…

AN: Whew, hey people, sup, late chapter because I was looking at Assassin's Creed Memes, those are funny I swear to god, but anyways, Read and Review and submit a damn OC someone!
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