Assassins Creed Fanfiction Time Travel Novels & Stories

The ones who had no knowledge of his reputation would have sworn they were staring at a gentleman. The Drifter followed Ara’s footsteps by taking off his leather jacket and putting it on one of the tombstones before bringing out his pistol and placing it on the blazer remaining with his black long sleeved polo T-shirt and black jeans. Looking at his wristwatch, he smiled because his flight was in an hour so by his estimate, he had thirty minutes to take care of matters here before he headed out to the airfield where his flight was waiting. He was not planning on taking the jet his employers have booked for him at the Bern International Airport because they will only be hearing from him when

I snarled, wrestling the weapon away from him. The gun skittered across the ground, spinning until it came to rest against one of the massive oak roots. Eamon dove for it immediately, his hands working to empty the chamber. Ronan stared at me with wild eyes, blood from my wound spattering the ground between us. "I'm doing this for both our good. Don't you see? The time traveler will be the death of us." The words hit me like a slap. Time traveler? He actually believed Ciara's ramblings about living another life. Like the healer was not assaulted with strange visions of the future. But more than that, he believed she was a threat worth killing.

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."

I will make sure that this time, I can execute my plan well. So before midnight, I was already out of the manor with my horse and sword. With four years of being an assassin, I could travel in night time without any effort. Darkness is part of an assassin's life since most of the time, we do our job in the dark. I reigned my horse to a stop when I saw who was standing before the glistening river under the bright moon. His back was on me, calm and still as he stood there. He didn't move from where he is even though I'm sure he is already aware of my presence. I unmounted my horse at once and walked towards him.

But the five-minute nap became a nap decades backward. Because the moment I opened my eyes, something weird happened. The universe had broken its own rules—I was back in time. I became the Alpha Prince's unwanted mate. -----

"That same word that was mentioned last night." "Does Lisa really travel back in time?" Qadira gave me a puzzled look. "How is that even possible?" "Tempus summatum is a spell," Missus Taima answered. "A time-traveling spell. But few know how to recite it properly, and even fewer even live through it." "It's literally removing yourself from a point in time and inserting it into another," Mother Babette said. "How could anyone's body survive that?" Qadira scoffed in amazement. "Lisa's body survived it. And if she really did travel back in time to write these papers with Marie Laveau and Doctor John in the flesh, then maybe she is the key to stopping Abraham."

She recognised several of the accents spoken by her team members, placing them to different cities within the country and from the side glances that people were able to give each other, they all implicitly knew, through their silent communication of looks and facial expressions, that they had all been abducted and were conscripted into this sick project. Time Travel. Gretel had been forced to work on time travel. And not even for a good reason. The entire concept of Sýnnefa discovering time travel through the notes of an old man who was probably doped up on something when he wrote out his drivel was a ridiculous one.

From the few weeks of experience and bonding with her brothers, she finally felt what most people call familial warmth, at first she was horrified of such thought as she swore never to feel such weak emotions, but afterwards when she felt she couldn't prevent it she was despressed for awhile before she accepted it, and that took her 2 months to achieve. "Bwother." Fanah called as Felix held her in his hand passing the box in his hand towards Tera, carefully cuddling her towards his broad chest.[So young yet so handsome] ×∆× "Young master aren't you supposed to be studying for the upcoming Academic examination next month."

“Shard of ‘his’ soul, reaper, yet the prince in our world and book. I Arius is the equivalent exchange and reflected the life of the original, Prince Raiden.” Looking at them, but with the blank expression unto her eyes. They all smile in contentment, as HE snaps HIS finger turning everything into the darkness. Just like a present that wasn’t affected by the time, and the concept of the three divisions of the past, present, and future that did not waver, yet coincided with one another. The prominent ones and those who are granted by the ability to travel through time are taking it as a playground and by the least. Everything turns back to that day and moment, as she wakes up with the voice a

The air crackled with an intangible energy as he found himself poised at the beginning of it all, ready to bear witness to the chronicles of tragedy and upheaval. Asmo's power to journey back in time, albeit as a passive observer, bestowed upon him a profound and poignant insight into the fathomless depths of history. It was a tool not of manipulation, but of introspection, allowing him to seek closure and understanding amidst the tumultuous currents of time.So he went to the very beginning...