Warren Vidic sat at his desk, so much was going on, so many deadlines to meet, if he missed a few, he knew he'd probably end up disappearing. Vidic sighed as he rubbed his temples, his first assistant, Ms. Marino, ended up being one of them. Much worse, Ms. Stillman ended up being one of them too, despite vouching for her and saving her damn life. After seven years, seven years, he thought she was one of us and now she was on the loose with Mr. Miles somewhere, probably plotting how to steal the remaining artifacts. Abstergo wanted wanted him to find them and soon, after all, they disappeared under his watch so they were his responsibility to find . This whole crap with this epidemic of the Green Flu just complicated things, CEDA wanted to use their building to evacuate people. Vidic knew if he didn't get those assassins before then, he might as well pull the trigger on himself. What's worse, Abstergo lost contact with their offices and other allies from Pennsylvania downward. All this happening so close to the launch of the satellite. 'So soon,' he thought as he closed his eyes, at least it'd be over soon, only two and a half months left before launch.

"Warren?" Vidic's eyes snapped open to see his friend, Jane Birkam, standing in front of his desk with an amused looked on her face. "Taking a nap I see?"

Vidic straightened up on his chair, 'just resting my eyes, Jane. What is it?"

"Today's your lucky day Warren, your assistant and Subject 17 were spotted at a warehouse some miles from Central Park."
The elder Templar smiled widely, finally something to look forward to, "Jane, please inform Richard to gather the other security guards."

Jane smiled, "with pleasure."

Warren watched as Jane walked out of his office, a small beeping from his computer alerted him to a new email, unsurprisingly from Rikkin.

From: Alan Rikkin
To: Warren Vidic
Date/Time: September 23, 11:56
Subject: Location

Warren:
It has come to my attention that Subject 17 as well as Lucy Stillman have been spotted in a
warehouse near Central Park. You are well aware of the obstacles that have developed
over the last few weeks. I want you to accompany Richard to make sure there are no
complications during the extraction of Subject 17. The remaining assassins should be dealt
with accordingly. Any files, books, and computers will be taken from their base and
eventually air lifted from Abstergo up north along with our own files and information. The
address to the ware house is the following:

134 12th Avenue

Manhattan, New York, NY 10001
Nothing must go wrong here Warren, we're too close to the launch date to have anything
else go awry. I nearly forgot to mention, once this whole mess is dealt with, you will go
talk with the CEDA workers who will take over our building and offer them our assistance.
Whatever is going on, I want to know about it. Don't let me down Warren.

May The Father of Understanding guide you to success.
A.R.

"It'd be my pleasure to escort Mr. Miles back to Abstergo," Vidic said to no one in particular as he logged off his lap top and got up. He glanced out the window, noting it was still cloudy and cold outside, he put on his grey jacket, followed by his lab coat and stalked of his office. Vidic headed towards the elevators, he knew Richard and his team would be ready to head out in the garage by now. He smiled as he stepped into the elevator, he couldn't wait to see Mile's face when he realizes he'd be taken prisoner again, his smile widened, especially when he realized that Ms. Stillman wouldn't be there with him this time. The Templar continued smiling as he stepped out of the elevator.

"Ah, there you are doctor! I thought you might have gotten lost up there for a second!" A tall well built man with greying blond hair walked up to Vidic.
Warren laughed, "I'm not that old Richard, I see you're all suited up" Vidic looked at Richard dressed in all black as well as wearing kevlar and holding a SCAR. 'looks like a cliche,' Vidic thought.

"Yes we're all ready to go when you say the word, doctor."
Vidic glanced at the security guards who were standing a small ways back, there must have been, at most, fifteen of them there. "Well, what are we waiting for then?" Vidic nodded to the U-Haul truck they were taking, it would blend in well at the warehouse and it could easily transport 18 men as well as all the loot they'd be taking from the Assassin warehouse. The ride to the warehouse was relatively quick, most cars seemed to be going the opposite way of where they were headed. This unsettled Vidic but he tried to ignore it, about halfway to their destination, it has started raining. "Oh this is lovely, the equipment will get damaged," Vidic mumbled to himself.

Richard glanced at him having herd his quiet complaint, "don't worry doctor, we can probably find a way to get the truck into the warehouse, no need to worry." Soon after, their destination came into view, it looked like any other old run down warehouse. No one would ever take a second glance at it, nice spot to hide out in, good thing they'd been tracked down though.

Richard parked near a small grey door and got out looking at the other guards, "alright boys, there are most likely assassins in there, lethal force has been authorized on all but Desmond Miles, you have all seen his face from the file given to you lot, if he dies, it's all our heads, got it?" The men silently nodded, "alright, lets go." Richard turned and walked up to the door and pulled out what looked like clay from a side pocket and placed it on the door, he backed away and pressed a button from a small device he held. A second later, the door was gone and in it's place was a giant hole. The men ducked into the large darkened room, Vidic being last.
Vidic looked around and frowned, he could barely see anyone but he knew someone else was here, they were crying, waling more like, from the sounds of it, it was a woman.
"Jesus Christ is someone crying?" One of the men asked.

"No, she's fucken laughing," another replied as richard pulled out a flashlight and turned it on. He searched for the source of the waling until he finally came upon a female sitting on the floor, "what the hell is wrong with her?" He asked, eyes wide as he stared at the pale, skinny, woman with taloned claws.

Vidic recognized her face, "Ms. Stillman?" His voice was small, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Holy shit, that's Lucy!?" Richard exclaimed as he took a step closer to her, at this point, Lucy looked up at them and stopped crying, she slowly got up as she growled at them. Loud footsteps echoed through the compound as two other people entered the room. They yelled, screamed, and mumbled things though all of it was unintelligible. The guards frantically looked around, obviously uneasy about what was going on.

"Where the fuck are the lights?" One of them asked, panicked, just then a loud shriek came out of the darkness, by now Lucy was screaming at them as if warning them to go away, her arms outstretched, her claws stretched our to their full length. Just then two of Richard's men were rushed by two individuals, he turned around screaming at the others to get out of the way so he could shoot the assassins off. They were kicking, punching, and even biting the guards like savage animals, before Richard could even get a shot in, he felt a pain shoot through his back as he fell to the ground. He stared with wide eyes as Lucy stood over him, screaming in a high pitched tone and she began slashing at him.

"Holy fuck, what are we going to do?" one of guards asked as he tried backing away from the scene unfolding before him, "she's like- like a witch," he said as he stared at a screaming Richard being torn apart. The other two had started to attack more guards, their mouths and chests bloodied. Beating the assassins with their batons didn't phase them one bit.
Vidic picked up the SCAR and swung it toward the two attacking assassins, his aim trembling, he had expected to be met with resistance but nothing like this. Vidic had no idea what happened to Ms. Stillman or why she was at her current, condition. He changed his aim and pointed it at her, taking 9 shots at her. She screamed in pain but kept tearing Richard apart.

"Why won't she die!?" He yelled as he kept shooting at her, when Richard finally stopped screaming, Lucy stopped attacking and looked around horrified. She placed her face in her hands and ran blindly back towards the group crying, pushing a few out of the way as she quickly exited through the hole they made. Another shriek echoed again before a loud thud was herd, one of the guards was on the floor with a person straddling him and scratching at his abdomen as well as occasionally biting his head.

"Getoffmegetitoffmegetitoffme!" The guard desperately yelled as he tried to defend himself from it's merciless scratches. Vidic ran over to the attacker and pushed him off and looked at his fallen comrade's entrails all over his body, there was no saving him. A growl came from the attacker, Vidic look up and yelled in surprise. He was staring at Desmond Miles, albeit with blood covering his mouth, chest, and forearms. He bloodshot eyes stared back at Vidic as he wrung his clawed hands, Vidic backed away, how was he supposed to bring Miles in in this state? Vidic glanced at his hands, his nails appeared stronger and sharper, they looked around two inches long, nothing compared to Stillman's but dangerous none-the-less.
Vidic aimed at Miles and shot, causing him to howl in pain and pounce back into the darkness. He turned around and finally killed the two other assassins who were in the process of beating their fifth or sixth victim, apparently, bullets killed them quicker than the other two assassins.

"Oh God, we need to go, we'll die if we stay here!" One of the men shouted.

"NO! You'll leave when I tell you to leave" Vidic snarled as he dropped the gun and pulled out the tranquilizer gun he had, "if you leave now Abstergo will be the ones to kill you." Vidic searched the darkness before he saw a silent figure run past him, he shot at it, a yelp followed by a small thud told him he'd hit his target. "Find the goddamn lights! We're finishing this!" he yelled at his remaining men.

"But what about the wounded ones, sir?"

"The ones too hurt will wind up dead anyways, anyone who can still walk will be given treatment at Abstergo." Vidic stated as he watched the outlines of his men reluctantly start to explore the warehouse. Vidic pulled out his cell phone and speed dialed Rikkin, "Alan, you're not going to believe what just happened!"

Okay so I decided to break the last chapter down into two chapter as well lol, chapter four became pretty long so I'm separating the last part into chapter five, chapter five is basically when you'll find out what's going on if you haven't figured it out already. Chapter five will be posted soon after this since I'm currently in the process of writing it. The "action" scene in here (if you can call it that) is pretty bad lol but it's my first action scene. :p The last chapter will be from Vidic's POV too, just letting you know!

Assassin's Creed and any of the characters in this fic do not belong to me, they belong to Ubisoft!