Novel & Cerita Assassin's Creed Crossover Fanfiction

I was no longer Luna Blackwood, the rejected mate who had crawled broken from her former pack. Across the clearing, through the chaos of battle, I saw Kai stagger as a blade opened a gash across his shoulder. Blood streamed down his arm in dark rivulets, and an assassin raised a sword behind him, preparing for the killing blow that would end everything. I didn't think so. I didn't plan. I simply acted. I roared.

She burst into uncontrolled tears. Allegra turned to Zayn who had his eyes shut and said, "Ajax had my replacement the entire time. That bastard had a backup plan. But, the two of us are the only alphas from the other world. Who could it be?" "A member of the assassin wolves I pushed off the cliff. I remember now"

the assassin lowers his gun and walks over to me. He wraps his arm around me and digs his finger into the wound in my shoulder. I lower my shoulder, trying to get away from him. "Get your filthy hands off of me," I snap at him. "Oh no, Lo," the assassin says as he pulls me in under his arm. "We have all agreed that we will have some fun with you before your time is up."

The space settling between us while her posture resets, shoulders squaring and chin lifting, as the assassin lines sliding back into place like armor. The bond doesn’t disappear, it stays quiet, awake. This wasn’t a flare meant to burn out, but a trigger, and a line crossed. The Guild will feel it, not immediately but soon, and next time whatever answers won’t hesitate. Nyxara turns away, already moving, already choosing distance again. And containment just becomes harder, because walking away will no longer be enough.

Vegas yelled. “I, Kylie Candace Kazimir, pledge to uphold the secret of the assassin creed and always put my duty first,” those words played in my head. The gun fell out of my hands as such horrible things I had done began to play in my head. Multiple gunshots and blood splashing played in my head. Was this truly the person I was? An assassin? “Kylie, stay with me,” Vegas slapped my cheeks lightly, “Don't fucking close your eyes on me!!”

could it be Giovanni, It might be him but let's not jump into speculations so soon' Lauren crouched down and pretended he hasn't noticed anything, he picked up a small pebble and rolled it a few times between his fingers, then suddenly he stood up and throw the pebble with full speed towards the tree, the pebble went straight through the tree and hit the assassin's hand which was holding the gun, his wrist got instantly dislocated as he screamed in pain and rolled around the ground. Lauren slowly approached the assassin, he lifted the gun then he crouched near the assassin who was holding his wrist and gritting his teeth.

I guess this would probably be the last time I would ever see Aris again. Why was I even born to the royal family, if I wasn't born to the royal family... Then my faith would have being different. I would have probably meet Aris im a different scene. I wouldn't be that Assassin my father sent to kill him, but just a regular kind of girl. Aris Pov

But if she hadn’t taken this asshole out, he certainly wouldn’t have hesitated to annihilate her entire team. The last Assassin was cornered now. Brandon had closed in, and Cassidy wasn’t letting the bastard move. Every time the Assassin tried to run, she’d move him back. He had his gun in his hand, ready to shoot the second she lowered the shield. Rather than allowing him that luxury, Cassidy used her powers to jerk the gun from his hand and then dropped the shield, letting Brandon take him out quickly enough. A couple of bursts from the Guardian’s gun, and the Assassin was no more.

Jaxon I hate leaving Maleah looking so sad, but there’s nothing I can do. This is who I am, and she will have to become accustomed to it. I’d love to tell her I’ll retire from the Confradia as I planned before. Unfortunately, I can’t. Logan and I are the only ones we trust to help maintain order between our people since there are too many doubts mounting within our ranks. Logan and I have noticed a lax in control between our leaders and have become distrustful of their motives. I guess a lot of it has to do with how the board handled the Kazik situation. There were too many questions and suspicions. The heads of the Confradia gave in too quickly to his demands, which created an irreparabl

"Today, I'm the constant." The Assassin moved. It didn't run; it blurred. The first strike shattered a crystal pillar inches from her head. She rolled, the liquid nitrogen searing her cloak as she swept her spear in a wide arc. The Assassin caught the blade with its mechanical hand. The salt crystals flared, trying to drain the machine's energy, but the Assassin didn't flinch. "Pain is a legacy of the flesh," the Assassin said. "I have evolved beyond the legacy." It kicked Elara in the chest, sending her skidding across the slick, cold floor. Her spear clattered away, sliding toward the edge of the Marrow pool.