Alpha 23

AN: Happy New Year!

The guardians followed close behind Galaxy. She led them through the alleyways of Rome. The black speckled wolf knew were to go. Sandy looked up to the sky. The sun was just setting and he could see dark clouds gathering above. The guardian of dreams wondered if they were the packs doing. Sandy spotted a bright streak shoot across the sky. He flew in front of the guardians and pointed to the streak.

"Oh, hey! It's Tony!" Tooth said excitedly. "I'll go get him!"

Sandy shook his head. He sent a dream sand firework into the air. Iron man turned towards the signal. He landed in front of the guardians. His helmet popped open.

"What are you guys doing way out here?" Tony asked.

"We couldn't find the building." North said with a guilty look.

"How could you miss the tallest building in the city with the logo plastered all over it?" Tony asked rolling his eyes.

"Snow globe!" North suddenly shouted. He whispered into it and smashed it against the wall. The portal opened up and North hopped through with a laugh. The others followed closely behind. Galaxy and Bunny jumped through last.

-"So what should we call it? Itchy armpit it is."-

AN: With Jack

Jack blinked as he was thrown into another memory. This one he knew all too well.

The winter spirit coughed and rolled over. Smoke burned his lungs and flames licked at his feet. Jack crawled on all fours keeping as low to the ground and away from the fire as possible. "Conner!" He yelled.

"In here." Jack almost didn't hear the reply. He shifted so he could move through the burning building quicker. Smoldering embers burned the pads of his feet and smoke bothered his nose. The white wolf rushed through the halls of the building towards Conner's voice. He found the assassin and shifted. A heavy cross beam had fallen on Conner's leg and he was stuck underneath it. Jack hurried over and lifted the beam with Conner's help.

"Broken?" Conner asked. Jack nodded. "Dam Templers." The native growled.

"It's your fault; you got us into this mess." Jack grumbled helping Conner up. He put an arm around Jack's shoulder and the winter spirit helped to support him. "You just had to pet that cat, didn't you?"

Conner had somehow pissed a guard off by petting a cat, one thing led to another and they were led into a trap.

"Sorry." Conner mumbled. "Witch way is out?"

"No clue." Jack said. He sniffed trying to find clean air, but only scented more smoke. He coughed up some soot and spit it out with a disgusted look. "Gotta get out of here." He grumbled.

"Don't start smashing walls just yet." Conner said sarcastically. Jack rolled his eyes and started to walk with Conner leaning on him.

"Finding a window would help." The winter spirit spat. The flames were getting a little too close for comfort. The pair turned to go the other way, but a flaming beam fell from the ceiling blocking their path. "Well shit." Jack yelped. Flames circled around them stopping any escape.

"Jack! Fly!" Conner yelled. Jack blinked and looked up. There was a small hole in the roof. He called for the wind and flew out of the building. They crash landed in a snow bank in the forest. Jack sighed at the feeling of the cold. He grabbed handfuls of snow to help the burns on his hands. The winter spirit stood up and looked over to Conner. The elder assassin wasn't moving.

"Conner." Jack asked. He kneeled down beside him and shook his shoulder. Conner didn't move. He listened to the sound of breathing, but there was nothing. "Aww crap." Jack spat. All his first aid training was completely forgotten in his panic. 'How do you treat smoke inhalation?!' He thought. 'Humid air!' Jack hoped that frosted air would work. He propped Conner's mouth open and blew cold air in. The winter spirit started Cardiopulmonary resuscitation. He stopped to check for a pulse. There was one, but it was weak. "Dammit Conner! Breathe!"

As if Conner had heard him the assassin sat straight up. Jack jumped back in surprise. "What happened?" Conner sputtered.

Jack sighed and rolled his eyes. "You almost died. Just keep breathing." Conner opened his mouth to say something, but started to cough up soot. "I gotta get you to a proper doctor."

"Leg." Conner wheezed. Jack nodded and looked at Conner's leg. He carefully pulled off Conner's boot and cut his pant leg. Small chunks of broken bone stuck out of the assassin's leg and splinters of wood were stuck in the flesh. It was obviously broken in multiple places. "How bad is it?"

The winter god frowned. "Pretty bad. I can't do much, but put an ice splint to stop the bones from shifting and causing more pain. Better cold and numb than burning and painful, right?" Conner nodded and Jack went to work on the native's leg. He carefully froze over the wounds. "Let's get you to a proper doctor." The winter god said helping Conner up. The elder assassin winced in pain.

"Wait, before we go, take this." Conner said pulling the amulet out of his pocket and handing it to Jack.

"Conner, I can't take this." Jack said. He tried to hand the necklace back, but Conner refused.

"Yes you can and will." Conner said. "I realized that if I die when you or another assassin wasn't around that the amulet could fall into the Templar's hands. You can keep it safe better than anyone else. There is no one I trust more than you."

Jack blinked as he was pulled out of the memory. He groaned and looked around. His mind was still foggy from the drugs, but he could tell that he was still in the same white room. Pitch and Viddic were gone and was replaced with a squadron of guards.

Something poked his shoulder. Jack looked over to see the barrel of a gun pointed at him. At the trigger was David de Sable. "Get up." He growled. The assassin gave the Templar a dirty look. David snarled and grabbed Jack's hair pulling him out of the animus chair. He stumbled, but caught himself from falling. The winter spirit looked down. He was hand cuffed with his hands in front of him. Then he realized that his weapons were gone, but they had not found his staff and necklace. "Don't try anything assassin." David growled. He grabbed Jack's hood and shoved him towards the guards. They gathered in a formation around the assassin.

The squadron led him out the door with David de sable keeping a firm hold on the assassin. Jack tried to contact the alphas, but the usually busy network was silent. He attempted to form frost on his palms, but couldn't. 'Great. Magic blocking handcuffs.' He thought.

"Bad idea not to bring that staff of yours." David said. Jack could hear the smirk in his voice. "Not that it would have helped."

The guards led him into a large elevator. One of them pushed a button, but his view was blocked so he couldn't see what floor they were going to. Jack could tell that they were going down after the elevator started to move. It was a long ride down, but when the door opened David pushed him out. Jack was really getting tired of being pushed around and was holding back from biting the Templar's head off.

Jack looked around. They were in a grey hallway with unevenly spaced red iron doors. There was a small window on each door, but it was crossed with bars.

"Quindi questo è l'assassino gli anziani hanno paura di? Hes solo un bambino! (So this is the assassin the elders are afraid of? He's just a kid!)" One of the guards whispered to his friend in Italian.

"Lui è probabilmente più pericoloso di quello che sembra. (He's probably more dangerous than he looks)" The other replied.

The unit stopped at the farthest door from the elevator. One of the guards unlocked it and David threw him in. The door shut with a loud thunk. The assassin turned around to see two familiar faces.

AN: Wow that one took forever to type. Not sure why. Here are my favorite things of this year. What are yours?

Band: Woodkid

Song: Wish You Were Here, Pink Floyd

Movie: The Red Baron

Video Game: Five Nights at Freddy's

Board/card game: Cards Against Humanity

Youtuber: Jacksepticeye

YouTube video: Whispering awkward pick up lines (feat. Conner Franta) | Tyler Oakley