Chapter 15: Ghost Town Missions

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Zirdor: Cool fanfic my friend, I know Assassin creed from my childhood. An Outlaw Assassin. Let see, if he can defeat Clint Eastwood, Arthur Morgan, John Marston and Lucky Luke in the one that draws the most fastest *pang, pang*. I alway recognize the prologue inspiration, Assassin creed 2. I'm French Canadian(Like the studio Assassin creed). So you will have a big fan for your fanfic.

Dragon Emperor0: Thanks, man I'm glad we managed to grab attention. Hope you like the rest of the story.

ThermalsniperN7: What he said.

DanielJensen27: Guys, I tried the 2 links you had in chapter 1 neither worked for me.

Dragon Emperor0: Luckily I've managed to help him figure this out, but for those of you unaware. The main title theme for this story and the music that plays at times during the story is a Wild West rendition of Ezio's family and the image for Shin's original outfit was one on GeeksNGamers: Cowboy Assassin - by Diana Da Costa.

ThermalsniperN7: Odd how the links didn't work, though…

-New York City Highways, Rush Hour-

"Come on, man, step on it!" Joshua barked as he and Calvin were trying to make a Mad Max style dash of weaving through the traffic of the city in order to get to the hospital in Manhattan where Sarah and Mael took Ororo.

"I'm trying! I'm trying!" The young man told his friend as Josh leaned out the window!

"Get out of the way!" The man yelled as they drove past a cab who honked at them.

"Move bitch, get outta my way! Move bitch, get outta my way!" Calvin added, causing both men to start chuckling.

"Oh man, I'm fretting over Ororo and here we are, acting like we're in Hancock." Joshua remarked, feeling a tad calmer after that little instance.

"To be fair, we are driving like it." Calvin stated as they nearly launched themselves into the air over a speed bump. "Hang onto something!" He added as they bounced down and neared the hospital. "Damn that's gonna put strain on the shocks!" He cursed.

"Yeah, I bet." The second tallest in the gang remarked as he almost literally jumped out of the car before dashing into the hospital. Calvin joined him a moment later.

The two quickly burst into the hospital and Calvin actually ended up slipping and falling flat on his face, causing his glasses to fly off while Joshua ran to the front desk, leaping over his friend as he did.

"Whoa! Did a friend of yours get admitted here recently?" The receptionist asked, surprised at the two abruptly bursting through the front door.

"Yes! My fiancé Ororo Tempest, is she here?" The man questioned, too preoccupied with the thoughts about his wife to be and not on his friend still groaning on the floor after having face planted on the tile.

"One second… Ah, here it is. Room 305, third floor." The man responded.

"Thanks!" Joshua nodded before he dashed off… And then turned around to help Calvin to his feet.

"Yeah, don't stop on my account." The bespectacled lad groaned as he ached from having just hit the ground.

"I'm freaking out, okay?!" The Sage of Quetzalcoatl retorted before the two of them started heading for Ororo's room.

"Yeah, yeah, I just hope we're not too late." His friend nodded as they managed to limp into the elevator and head up to the third floor.

"How long had I been in the animus since you guys brought her?" Joshua asked.

"About four hours." Calvin replied. "I'm not sure how far her contractions were when I pulled you out, but as far as I know, they were getting closer and closer together." He added.

"Ah fuck…" Joshua cursed as the elevator hit the third floor. "I'm gonna assume that the baby's been born already, or is close to it." He added as they walked out and started heading to the African woman's room.

Sure enough, it seemed that they arrived just in time for Ororo to be taken care of after giving birth and their child was being cleaned and assessed before they could see it.

The two men waited a good while (about an hour) before they were allowed to see the baby, and Joshua showed no hesitation when he went in first. He saw that his wife-to-be was presently sleeping off the exhaustion of giving birth, and their baby was right next to her bed.

As he approached the bassinet, he saw that the baby inside it was swaddled in a white blanket with pink bunnies on it, while the hospital had the child dressed in a hospital issue baby pajama set, with a matching head cap to keep its currently sparsely covered head warm in the cold hospital room.

It became obvious that the baby was a girl when he looked at her, having his lover's ebony skin and the same hair as her, presumably, but due to the fact that she was sleeping, Joshua couldn't tell if his daughter had inherited his eyes or not.

Though he could tell that she at least inherited his nose, which he couldn't help but boop, causing the babe to giggle in her sleep before yawning and stretching her tiny arms and grasping with her little hands, before settling again.

The adorable action made Joshua smile, tears of joy flowing down his face.

'I never imagined this would happen…' He thought, the feeling of being a father starting to settle in his mind. He then gingerly scooped up his daughter into his arms and held her to his chest, watching as she yawned again and nuzzled herself into him, as if trying to use him for warmth.

The sight was absolutely precious, and it was what the others walked in on.

"Oh my goodness, that's precious!" Sarah squealed quietly.

"Shhh! Guys, those two have been through enough. Let them sleep!" Calvin hissed.

"Congratulations." Mael whispered. "Have you two decided on a name yet?" He asked, nodding at Ororo who was still sleeping.

"We did go with the name Laura, after a bit of debate." Joshua replied as his little daughter nuzzled against him some more. "I think she likes it." He nodded as she looked at the baby and his wife-to-be. "My little Laura." He smiled, kissing his daughter's forehead.

(Timeskip)

Not long after this (about two weeks), Joshua and Ororo got Laura's papers done and took her home, and then started letting the woman go into the Animus to find an Ancestor they could follow. They found one in the form of Mateo Montoya, a conquistador. But Abstergo hit them with a Helix Virus before any more progress could be made.

So, once everything was repaired, Joshua took his turn in the Animus again while Ororo and the others supervised, and Laura slept in a crib next to her mother's desk.

"I hope we have a way to get back at Abstergo for that virus…" Joshua grunted as he got ready to go to work.

"Don't worry, we'll come up with something." Sarah told him as she got the systems ready.

"Yeah. Preferably something nasty." Calvin nodded as Joshua dove into the machine once again.

Animus Active

Searching for relevant data

Notice: Ghost Town missions available.

Complete these to improve synchronization and unlock the Malphur Assassin outfit.

Synchronization in progress…

-Malphur Homestead, Pallamon, Wyoming, 1860-

Shin let out a loud grunt as he swung the same wood cutter axe he used to kill judge Gallows, but this time he was swinging it to chop up some firewood for the house and the bureau fireplaces, as they didn't have enough money to buy coal, and no minors to mine the coal deposits near Pallamon.

"I gotta do something to get coal coming in…" He muttered as he chopped another log in half. As he picked up the pieces he already chopped, he then carried a bundle into the house where he saw Cereza sitting in the same chair his mother used to sit in, and she was actually in the process of finishing a quilt that Delilah never did get the chance to finish, while Kassandra was tending to the fire.

The Spartan woman had decided to stay in Pallamon and would regularly visit the two, though she did live in a separate house, one close to the bureau.

"Hm? Oh, thanks for the wood, Shin." The immortal Spartan nodded in thanks as she took the wood from her grandson and put it next to the fireplace.

"We really need to start hiring out jobs around here." The gunslinger sighed. "Between every day winter chores and the repairs to the town, we'll likely never make any progress against the Templars at this point." He added as he fell back into his dad's favorite chair.

"Yes, this is going to be aggravating. We need to put out an announcement that we're looking for workers." Cereza sighed as she looked at the quilt she was finishing in Delilah's stead.

"Well, I definitely know which one to look for first: Lumberjacks for a mill." The gunslinger stated as he rolled his still aching shoulder as Kassandra poured each of them some coffee.

As if someone was smiling down at them from on high, a banging came at the front door, prompting the animus to switch gears.

Ghost Town Memory: Ballad of The Bunyans

Proceed to said memory?

[Yes]

Synchronizing…

"Hello? Someone! Help!" A man called from outside.

"The fuck…?" Shin muttered as he rushed to the door and opened it, revealing a lumberjack who was clearly distressed.

"You have to help! He's going to die!" He exclaimed in panic.

"Whoa, who's gonna die?" Shin questioned.

"There's no time! Follow me!" The man beckoned as he rushed off, Shin hot on his heels.

"Oh hang me, I'm coming!" The boy called as he started free running after the man, going up into the trees to cover better distance before he used his eagle vision to mark something as they neared the nearby river that ran into the same larger river that Shin nearly drowned in that year prior.

"There, he just passed under that bridge!" The man called as Shin marked a younger man who was holding on for dear life to a log that was flowing down river.

"I see him." The gunslinger nodded.

"Someone help!" The distressed man called in fear as he clung to the log.

Shin immediately took off in a run, parkouring across several trees that had fallen into the right positions. He heard wolf growls as he went, and there were thankfully paths that let him steer clear of them.

"Anybody else calling bullshit on how convenient all this looks?" Joshua questioned. Seriously, there was no way anyone could be this lucky to have a parkour course basically build itself for them.

"I mean, there have been stranger coincidences." Ororo stated as Shin swing vaulted clear across the river and onto a rock before running to a hanging branch and performing a leap of faith while diving into the water, landing next to the man before grabbing him and using his Assassin Tomahawk to dig into the rock face at the bank so he could pull both himself and the man out of the water.

As the two lay on the ground catching their breaths, the other man caught up with them after a decent run.

Shin slowly looked up at the heavily breathing men, and noticed that both looked to be English Canadian, with brown hair, brown eyes and both men having rosy cheeks. The elder of the two had a long and curly beard while the younger was clean shaven, and while the former looked to be in his fifties or sixties, the latter looked like he was barely older than twenty five.

Both men were dressed in brown pants, red and blue plaid flannel and wore beaver fur hats on their heads. They both clearly looked like they were in the wood cutting profession.

The man that he saved was the younger of the two, and he was wearing a beaver and muskrat fur hat, a black and blue checkerboard pattern button up shirt, a pair of brown jeans with a belt and a pair of boots.

The young lumberjack continued to hack up water as the elder slapped his back in an effort to help him try and recover from the harrowing ordeal they just went through.

"What my knob-end of a brother is trying to say is that he's forever in your debt, sir." The older man said as his brother slowly sobered from his waterlogged state.

"Who're you callin'… a knob-end, Paul?" The young man coughed as he fell on his back again.

"You know exactly who, John." The now named Paul retorted.

"Wait… Paul? John? Are these two who I think they are?!" Calvin gasped.

"Uh, who? I'm confused." Joshua questioned.

"You know the story of Paul Bunyan?" Calvin asked.

"Yeah?" His friend nodded.

"Yeah, well, supposedly his legend was based on an actual Canadian family." Mael explained. "If I were to wager, I'd say these two are probably members of that family." He added.

"So odds are that these people are just named after the legend. Got it." Joshua nodded.

"Sorry, I don't think I got your names?" Shin questioned as he helped the two up.

"My name is Paul Bunyan and this is my younger brother John Bunyan, we've just moved here from Ontario." Paul explained. "We're hoping to start a mill in the area, you see." He continued.

"Funnily enough, I was actually trying to figure out how to get lumber for Pallamon, the town just up ahead." Shin chuckled, pointing towards his town. "If you wanna set a mill up, be my guest." He added.

"Truly? Oh that would be wonderful! Thank you, sir." Paul smiled, shaking the boy's hand.

"Not a problem, boys." Shin nodded back with a smile. "I'll see to it that you get what you need for your mill. Business will be flowing before long." He added.

"Thank you." John nodded.

(Later)

Not long after this the two brothers set up shop in Pallamon's old mill and were now at work getting the wood everyone needed taken care of, which made construction and repairs much faster and smoother as a consequence.

"Well, I'll certainly miss the peace and quiet." Cereza sighed as she huddled close to Shin for warmth as she and Jaren checked on the mill.

"But we certainly do need the wood." Jaren nodded.

"I know. I just wish lumber mills were a bit more quiet…" The tall woman sighed.

"That's honestly wishful thinking at best, Cereza." Morgana remarked as she joined the two. "But still, getting the lumber mill up and running again definitely helps things." She added with a smile.

"Guess that leaves a tavern and inn keeper, a new tailor, a new blacksmith, someone who can handle crops and animals, a miner, a shopkeeper, a butcher and finally a pastor." Shin mused, counting the number of vacant positions on his hands.

"We have our work cut out for us, don't we?" The Templar woman sighed.

"Yes we do." Shin groaned in reply, already knowing how much of a pain the times ahead were going to be.

Ghost Town: Ballad of the Bunyans

Synched.

Returning to open world…

Joshua was now able to explore Pallamon as it came to shape around him while the other Assassins were rebuilding the town with the materials created by the Bunyan brothers.

Deciding to see what else these Ghost Town missions had to offer, he had Shin go over to Mansa who was sitting on a stump that was at the edge of a cliff overlooking the frontier behind Pallamon.

"What's up, Mansa?" The gunslinger asked as he approached.

"You familiar with the Fugitive Slave Act?" The Trinidad born former slave questioned as a sprig of wheat hung from his mouth.

"Yeah, an act of congress passed in '50 as part of the Compromise." Shin nodded, causing the African boy to spit.

"Compromise. Bah, just another word for the free states forsakin' their name to bend the knee to the South's tyranny." He spat.

"No argument here, but why bring it up?" The gunslinger asked.

"You mentioned you needed a blacksmith to take over the old forge around here?" Mansa asked.

"Yeah, why?" Shin asked, wondering where this was going.

"Well, as luck would have it, I've caught word of a runaway slave who actually used to work in a forge." Mansa explained. "I figure bringing him to Pallamon would be a welcoming thing." He added. "It'd also mean that you'd have a loyal member of the community, since you saved his life."

"Come on, Mansa, you don't have to convince me like that." The gunslinger stated. "I would have helped even if this friend of yours wasn't able to fill a particular job for me." He added.

"That's what I like to hear." The ex-slave grinned before handing him a paper. "Here. This is where he's hiding out." He added as the deputy looked over the paper.

"Right, I can work with this." The boy nodded as Mansa grabbed his machete and Blunderbuss before they continued on.

Ghost Town: The Painted Man

Continue with chosen quest?

[Yes]

Synchronizing…

"So who is this guy, anyway?" Shin asked as he walked alongside Mansa on their way to meet this contact.

"His name is Eustis, but he likes to go by "The Painted Man." Don't ask why, cuz you'll figure it out when you meet him." Mansa told him in reply.

"I was gonna say that it sounds like something the southern taskmasters called him because he's black." The assassin stated.

"A fair assumption, but besides the point." His friend nodded. "Word is that he managed to make enemies with a prominent Templar from Mississippi after sabotaging his cotton mills. Hence why he's running." He added.

"When would be a good time to head out?" Shin questioned.

"We're nearing where I heard he last set up camp. If you can scout the area, we can likely find him before the Templars can." The boy nodded.

Shin nodded as he whistled, causing Liberty to come flying through the woods behind them and landing on his arm, squawking as she shook loose more of her old feathers, showing an even whiter layer below.

"They grow up so quickly…" Ororo sighed, feeling happy to watch Liberty grow.

Liberty flew above the trees as she searched for anything amiss. Even with the branches not having any leaves in the winter weather, it was still a hassle to see through the branches, but that didn't deter her.

Shin was of course watching through her eyes, and soon saw a group of five or six Templar mercenaries marching through the snow to where a man was hiding out near a cave some distance from where the two were.

"Found him, but we got Templar mercenaries on their way to him!" Shin exclaimed as he took off.

"Behind you, breddah." Mansa nodded as he kept running to catch the men off guard.

Luckily for them they came up right to where they were about to walk to, so spotting an opportunity, Shin and Mansa set up a line of three trip mines right in their walk path.

Then they lay in wait among some bushes, and sure enough, the enemy group triggered the mines. The explosions tore the whole party apart, the shockwaves shaking some snow from nearby trees.

"Works every time." The gunslinger grinned.

"We better move before more come." Mansa told him as they made their way to where Eustis was hiding out, the man leaning against a tree with his sledgehammer in hand, trying to rest his eyes.

As they got closer, Shin was able to get a good look at him.

He had an obvious African heritage, as indicated by the skin. He also had black hair, brown eyes and a stocky build. He had blacksmith clothes on as well, which made sense given Mansa's description of the man. Age wise, he looked like he was in his mid twenties or early thirties.

"Eustis?" The deputy questioned as the man jolted awake, his hammer at the ready to be used. "Whoa, easy. My name is Shin Malphur, Deputy marshal and Assassin of the American Brotherhood." The boy explained in an attempt to calm the man.

"You're with the Brotherhood?" The man questioned before noticing his attire, and the Eagle skull imprint on it. "Sorry about that. I've been expecting trouble to show up on my front door." He apologized.

"We know. We just dealt with some." Mansa spoke up.

"And we were actually coming to offer you sanctuary in the settlement our new bureau is currently housed in." Shin continued. "You see, we aren't particularly fond of the South's practice of slavery and we also are in the market for a blacksmith." He added. "And you of course wish to retain your freedom." He nodded. "Our interests are aligned." He concluded.

"... What's the name of your settlement?" Eustis asked after a moment of thought, causing the two Assassins to smile.

"Pallamon, it's a town just north of here." The gunslinger explained.

"I'll get what I have together and make my way there." The man nodded as he went to get his things together.

"And we'll welcome you when you get there, brother." Mansa nodded as he and Shin shook the man's hand.

Ghost Town: The Painted Man

Synched.

Returning to Open World…

Several hours in the real world passed as Joshua went about completing different side objectives in the Animus while looking for more Ghost Town missions to do, until he decided to use the Train Travel system to take him to the badlands of the desert states, and then ride into a place everyone recognized: Dodge City.

It was then that there came a prompt for a Ghost Town mission as Shin's wandering brought him to the scene of some sort of commotion.

Upon getting closer, it looked like a wagon that was being assailed by bandits as it attempted to reach the city Shin was heading to.

"I should consider sending out search and destroy teams to deal with any bandits when I'm able." Shin muttered as he rushed toward the scene.

Ghost Town: A Thousand and One Nights

Proceed to Memory?

[Yes]

Synchronizing…

Shin quickly rode on Nashville towards the attacked wagon, and as Joshua had him draw his rifle, the boy took aim and fired at the bandits as he rode at them on horseback—almost like a scene straight out of True Grit.

Then the gunslinger drew a pistol and shot one of the bandits in the head, getting the attention of the rest.

"What the–?! Where'd he come fro–" One of the others started to ask before a sword was stabbed into his back.

"What's the matter?! Can't split your attention?!" A woman's voice jeered as the sword was yanked out of its victim.

The owner of the sword was apparently a woman with an eastern (probably Arabian or Levantine) heritage.

She was in her thirties and she had a well toned figure. She had long and wavy black hair along with brown eyes and fair features.

The woman's clothes, meanwhile, consisted of a dark green top with long cut open sleeves that showed her midsection along with a matching dress that was open at the front, showing that she was wearing pants underneath it. She also had a pair of equally matching boots.

She was also using a pair of cutlasses.

Shin was quick to launch himself from his horse and deploy his Spur blade, going into a flying kick position before landing on one of the bandits, his kick driving the blade through the man's face.

Then he whipped out his dual pistols and fanned the hammers as he took out five more bandits, the woman cutting down another one. He then holstered his spent guns and drew his Katana before he proceeded to cut down the last three bandits—with a well timed multi kill.

He first countered a knife swing from one of them before he cut him down, then spun around and decapitated the one at his left, and then turned his sword in a reverse grip and then stabbed the last one behind him by running the blade through his stomach with his back facing the man as he thrust it back.

And just like that, the fight was over.

"I wasn't expecting a Deputy this far away from civilization." The woman commented as she cleaned her blades of blood.

"I was in the area searching for leads on a potential target of mine." The boy explained, showing his hidden blade. "If you catch my meaning." He added.

"A Hidden Blade…" The woman said as she looked at the boy in front of her. "And what would an Assassin of—what I assume is the American Brotherhood—want with a humble tailor such as myself?" She questioned as she picked up an overturned chest of fabric and placed it back in her wagon.

"I didn't even realize you were a tailor." Shin shrugged as he helped her. "The swords threw me off." He added.

"I come from the city of Baghdad, in that city if you are unable to defend yourself, you will likely limp home with a fewer number of limbs—and even less money." She stated as she took up a rolled up Arabian carpet and slid it into the wagon.

"What brought you to North America, then?" The gunslinger questioned, hoping he wasn't pushing it.

"In short?" The tailor questioned. "An unwanted marriage, and a particularly insistent would-be husband." She continued.

"Running away from a life you don't want. That's a common thing in this country these days." Shin sighed as the last chest was loaded up.

"Correct, I'd no intention of becoming the latest addition to a harem of already six total wives." The woman nodded.

"Fair enough." He nodded. "I'm US Marshal Deputy and intermediate level Assassin of the American Brotherhood, Shin Malphur." He continued, holding his hand out. "And you are?" He asked.

"Jinni bint Ishaqui, tailor, procurer of fine fabrics, dyes, clothes and furniture. And when I'm feeling generous, a seller of fine perfumes and spices." The woman told him, shaking his hand.

"Then Pallamon welcomes you. The tailor spot is still open." He told her.

"Well, then. Hopefully there will be plenty of Assassins who will be able to purchase my wears." The woman mused.

"Oh there will be, undoubtedly." The gunslinger nodded as he mounted his horse and Jinni got on her wagon. "And more people still once the town is finished." He continued. "Follow me." He added as they rode away.

Ghost Town: A Thousand and One Nights

Synched.

Searching for Relevant data…

Back in Pallamon, the local forge and rebuilt tailor shop sprung to life as Eustis and Jinni took to their stations in the town. And while Shin was speaking with the Blacksmith to get his swords and blades maintained, Cereza was speaking to Jinni.

"A wedding gown, you say?" The Arabic woman questioned, pausing in her sewing of the repair patch on one of the Assassins' robes, specifically Clover's. "You want me to repair it?" She asked. "Whatever for? I could just as easily craft you a new one that would be just as splendid." She continued.

"The one I want repaired is on the sentimental side." Cereza explained. "Plus, Shin's mother Delilah wore it, and she left it to him when she died." She continued. "I'd like to honor her by wearing the dress." She added. "The veil on the other hand was my mother's and she left it along with the wedding tiara for when I was to be wed." She elaborated, stroking the Diamond inlaid trinket of platinum. "And—I… Like to think she's going to be right there with me when I walk up to the altar, her and Delilah. Both in spirit if not in form." She continued, looking at Delilah's engagement ring, which rested around her finger.

"I understand the sentiment." Jinni nodded, an understanding look on her face. "The repairs shouldn't take long, only a day or so at most." She told the tall woman. "Your fiancé is lucky it wasn't destroyed during the sack of the town…" She mused, looking over the surprisingly minimal damage.

"I know, and thank you. I'll have some payment ready when the work is done." Cereza nodded.

"I hope that payment will include an invitation to the wedding." The tailor chuckled.

"Honestly, you would have been invited regardless." The British Assassin quipped with her own chuckle.

(Elsewhere)

Meanwhile back with Shin, the young man was currently taking time to remove his blades and weapons, before crashing in his father's chair while he waits for a pot of coffee to boil.

Not long after this, Cereza soon arrived back at the house, and like her soon-to-be husband, got herself comfortable by shedding her extra layers and placing herself on the deputy's currently vacant lap.

"Man… We've had a long day." Shin sighed as one of his hands grabbed Cereza's own.

"Oh boy, haven't we…" The tall woman groaned, wanting to just go to sleep right now.

"Would you like to retire to the bedroom after a warm drink, darling?" He asked her as he got up to pour them the coffee he boiled.

"Please…!" The woman moaned, sounding pretty eager to go to bed even as Shin gave her her coffee.

(Later)

Shin sighed happily as he carried his fiancé in his arms to the master bedroom, Cereza hugging his neck, kissing him as they got into bed together.

"When we deal with Tweed, I want us to officially get married." Cereza told her fiance.

"That's if we don't get impatient and get married early." Shin shot back, kissing her on the lips.

"Either way, you're going to be mine, Shin Malphur. And mine alone." The woman told him as she hugged him close to her body underneath the covers.

"You got it backwards. You're the one who's mine, Cereza Basilisk." The Deputy chuckled, rubbing his lover's back.

Relevant memory data exceeded.

Sequence 15 still available.

Ejecting user to mitigate Bleeding Effect…

-American Brotherhood Sanctuary, Present Day-

Joshua groaned as he slowly came out of the animus, Ororo and the others waiting for him while Laura was still napping in her crib next to her mother's desk.

"Ugh… Well… That happened…" The man groaned as he held his head while he got up.

"I think this particular session makes me want to go home and spend some time alone at home." Ororo nodded as she handed her fiancé a mug of cocoa.

"Same." Joshua nodded as he took a sip of the sweet liquid. "I mean, I do have a daughter to get to know." He added as he set his mug down and picked up the baby girl, and held her in his arms, causing her to stretch and yawn while nuzzling her father's chest.

"And quite a good number of years to raise her." Mael commented.

"That too." The second tallest in the group nodded.

"Come on then. Let's go home." Ororo nodded as she and Joshua left for the day, with their daughter in their arms.

Dragon Emperor0: Figured since this chapter was meant to tie into the start of Assassin's Creed: Conquest (a tie in story we just started. Go check it out when you get the chance) as well as Assassins Creed: Empire (another tie in, check it out as well) we might as well do something a bit lighter and slower paced. Hence the start of the Ghost Town missions. Hope you liked them so far.

ThermalsniperN7: Let's not forget the IRL stuff that happened for the crew, too. Seriously, we had a Hancock reference of all things here, for crying out loud. Also, say hi to Laura, everyone!

Dragon Emperor0: This little girl is meant to be our replacement for the kid Assassins from the AC comics, as in our stories. The comics never happened except a few cherry-picked ones, so we're going to be rebuilding the modern day from scratch. Specifically, the character of Elijah Miles won't be making his appearance until later when Desa and Luca (as you may already know we decided to swap genders with this character) have him in Thermal's story Nothing is True.

ThermalsniperN7: Which is due for an update at this point, but that's besides the point. Anyway, see you next time.