Alpha 20
AN: This one took awhile to type. I kept taking Five Nights at Freddy's and Team Fortress 2 breaks... Also I was busy shopping on Steam. Most of the Assassins Creed games were $4.99CDN!
Jack vaulted over the couch to get to the note quicker. The assassin knew something was wrong, he could smell it. He picked up the note and looked at the symbol printed on the page. A single blood red cross.
The assassin growled and flew out the window heading east without even thinking.
-"Grass grows, birds fly and brotha, I hurt people. I'm a force of nature."-
AN: Amelia's pov (3rd person)
They came to fast and quiet. She didn't hear them coming.
Amelia and Jamie were just falling asleep when a hand clamped over her mouth hauling her out of the sleeping bag. She kicked and struggled trying to get out of the persons grasp.
"One of Frost's favorites. What an unexpected bonus." A smooth voice purred. A man with spiked back black hair and a long black robe leaned over a sleeping Jamie. The brown haired boys dream shifted into something darker. Amelia recognized the man as Pitch Black. This only made her kick harder. She tried to make a sound to wake Jamie from the nightmare.
"Feisty one, she is." The man holding her said as Pitch pulled Jamie from his sleeping bag. He tossed the boy over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Don't be so rough. They're only kids." The man said concerned.
"The kid that had mettled in my plans. The reason I am so weak right now." Pitch growled. Amelia could feel the man shake his head. Pitch turned to look at Amelia. He smiled and walked over to her and the man. "David." Pitch said. "Are you growing soft?" It was the last thing Amelia heard before the world turned into a horrible nightmare.
-"I'm not a crazed gun man dad, I'm an assassin. Well the difference being ones a job the others mental sickness!"-
AN: Jamie's Pov (3 person)
"Wake up, Miss Frost, Mr. Bennett." A calm oddly annoying voice cooed. Jamie blinked groggily. He looked around. He was in a large white room with floor to ceiling windows on two walls. Amelia was next to him in a chair that reminded him of a dentist except the device connected to her left arm and a clip that looked like a close pin on her ring finger. She too was looking around the room. Jamie looked down to find that he had one of the arm devices on too, but without the finger clip. He finally got around to looking for the voice. They were both held down by straps across their waists, arms and angles. He couldn't tell what they were made of.
A man in a long white lab coat and bright red tie was standing in front of them leaning on a plain white table. He had short white hair and was balding on the top. The man also had a full beard. "You're finally awake." The man said.
"Warren Viddic." Amelia growled. Jamie noticed that her teeth were sharper than usual. She narrowed her eyes at the man.
"Ah good. So your father has told you about me." Viddic smiled. "I assume he also told you about genetic memory? Mind telling your friend?"
Amelia sighed. "It's hard to explain, but it's basically what it's called. Memory's in our deoxyribonucleic acid or DNA for short." Jamie raised an eyebrow.
"Precisely. Our DNA functions like an archive. It contains not only our memories, but our ancestors to dating as far back as the cavemen." Viddic said. Amelia yawned loudly. Warren's lips curled in annoyance. "Today we will be using the Animus to access your father's memories."
"No." Amelia snarled. She looked like she would bite Viddic's head off given the chance.
"It isn't a choice Miss Frost." Viddic said. He reached over to Amelia's arm device and started to type on the glass panel. Frost started to spread down the chair and over the straps holding her down. Amelia pulled on the braces, but they didn't break. "Those are made especially for you and your father. Won't break or so much as crack under the most unforgiving cold." Viddic hummed proudly. "Mr. Bennett will be joining you inside the memories. Both of you will only be spectating and not controlling any aspect of it. You will be able to communicate through thoughts. Is everything ready Miss Millie?"
A girl in her late twenties with long wavy dark chocolate hair and eyes came into view. She smiled brightly at him. Jamie could see pity in her eyes. She took over Amelia's control panel and started where Viddic left off. "Everything's ready and connected sir." She said. Warren nodded at the woman and Jamie's vision turned white.
Images flew by, a tree with an eagle on the highest branch, a wolf howling on a cold dark night, people gathering around a coffin and a single poppy growing in a war torn field.
"Jamie? Are you seeing this?" Amelia's voice boomed in his head.
"Yeah." He breathed. "Where are we? When are we? Where are you?"
"I'm not sure when or where, but I am no where?" Amelia said. "We are in a simulation, kinda. We can move as we please to get whatever angle of viewing as long as we stay with the subject of the memory." She explained better.
Jamie looked down. "I don't have a body!" He yelled. He looked around to find Amelia, but she was nowhere in the white expanse.
"We don't need a body right know. I know it's weird but we got to deal with it." Amelia said calmly. His attention was drawn away from his bodylessniss by a landscape starting to form. A snowy pine forest spread underneath him as far as the eye could see. The sky above and around had a few scattered clouds as well as a storm brewing in the North West. A figure floated by.
Jack floated lazily by. He wore a brown cloak with a cream button down shirt underneath. He had his normal dear skin pants with leather wrapped around his calves. He still carried his staff and still didn't wear any shoes. The white haired teen also had a sword at his hip.
"It might be in the 1780's." Amelia said. "I think."
Suddenly Jack dropped down out of the clouds and fell to earth landing gently in a snow covered clearing in the forest. He laughed looking around as the wind ruffled his hair. He seemed younger even know he still looked the same.
The forest was alive with the sound of birds chirping in the canopy and different woodland animals going about their business. A chorus of howls rose and fell in the distance. It started to snow lightly.
"Hmm. Right on time." Jack hummed happily. "I wonder where the nearest town is?" He asked the wind. She only blew in his face.
A twig broke and Jack turned to the sound. He raised his staff defensively. Footfalls were coming closer. They were too heavy to be a forest animal. The young winter god gasp as he spotted something flying at his face. He used the wind to alter its course and it smacked into a tree where Jack shot a beam of ice at it. "What the heck was that?!" He yelled in surprise.
Jack looked at the object lodged in the tree. It was an oddly shaped tomahawk with feathers and beading on the handle. "Who are you? What are you?" A man emerged from the bush. He had his sword drawn and ready for attack. A peaked hood cast a shadow over his face.
"I-I'm Jo-Jack, Jack Frost." He stuttered. "You can s-see me?"
Jamie tried to get a better angle to see the man's face, but couldn't find an angle without shadows.
"He's wearing a variation of dad's assassin robes. He must be one." Amelia said. "This must be when dad met Conner."
"Of course I can." Conner said calmly. He put his sword away and relaxed. Jack lowered his staff, but still kept it ready to fight. "You're a spirit aren't you?" He asked.
"Yes, kinda." Jack blinked at the man's sudden change of behavior. "How did you know?"
"I can tell." The assassin said. He pulled his hood down and revealed his face. The man had tan skin and long dark hair pulled back into a pony-tail. "You're a new spirit?"
"No!" Jack frowned. "I'm just new to earth."
"I see." Conner smiled. Jamie thought it was funny how mellow the assassin was. It seemed that nothing would shock him. "I'm sorry for attacking you. Could you unfreeze my tomahawk?"
"I'm sorry I don't know how." Jack lied. He didn't want the man to leave. "We'll have to wait it out." He said. "What's your name?"
"Ratonhnhaké:ton, but most people call me Conner." The assassin smiled. "Do you mind if I build a fire?"
"Not at all." Jack smiled happily. "I'll help you find fire wood."
Conner nodded and disappeared into the forest. Jack looked around trying to find wood. It was fairly easy because the last storm had blown down a lot of branches. He grabbed an armful and headed back to the clearing. Conner was just starting the fire when he dropped the wood in a pile next to it. Jack kept a firm hold on his staff. The assassin grabbed a log from the pile and sat on it. He started to clean and sharpen his blades. Jack sat in the snow beside him. He kept his staff away from the fire. "Where are you from?"
"I originally lived with the Kanien'kehá:ka tribe, but after my mother died I left." He sighed. "I now live with Achilles in Davenport, but I travel a lot."
"I'm sorry about your mother." Jack said. He felt bad for bringing it up.
"What about you?" Conner asked.
"Well, I'm from Asgard. It's were the Viking myths live. My mother and father are the ruling couple. I have two very overprotective older brothers. I'm the youngest." Jack said with a smile. "I miss them."
"Then why did you leave?" Conner asked. "You seemed happy."
"Manny, the man in the moon and Mother Nature asked me to take over for old man winter. Since there was no one ready to replace him on earth they looked off world." Jack explained.
"Was he dying?" Conner asked.
"No." Jack sighed. "He was abusing his powers and the packs. He caused a civil war between them."
"Packs? As in wolves?" Conner asked. Jack nodded. "How can you speak with them?"
"I probably sound crazy." Jack frowned.
The assassin shook his head. "I can tell you're being truthful."
Jack smiled. "I understand wolf. Plus I have a mind link with the alphas. It makes communicating over oceans so much easier." He scratched the back of his neck. "Also I can kinda shape shift into a wolf."
"That's remarkable." Conner said. He finished cleaning his sword and put it away.
"You're not scared of me?" Jack asked raising an eyebrow.
"Not at all." Conner blinked. "Why would I be?"
Jack didn't answer the question. He looked into the fire. It was nice to have another human to talk to. He wanted a friend. "Conner? Would you mind if I travel with you?"
"Not at all." Conner smiled down at him. "I wouldn't mind the company."
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