Me: *eating raspberry Jaffa cakes in my room*
Shay: *walks in* Ash?
Me: *stops eating* Yeah?
Shay: Edward and I are going fishing on the Jackdaw, want to come with us?
Me: As long as the boom doesn't hit me and we also have to sail to the Toronto skyline.
Shay: Alright then lass, get ready because we're heading out in an hour.
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TW: Abuse, intense language, gore, weapons, mentions of SA, suicide
Context: You were born into the Assassin Brotherhood, and you're the best friend of Altaïr. After he gets stripped of his rank and has to hunt the 9 Templars Al Mualim assigned him to assassinate, he and you become closer... (gender neutral, Maria exists in the story but Altaïr chooses to kill her instead of sparing her)
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Your POV
The empty courtyard of Masyaf gives off echoes of your running feet as you attempt to escape your father. You had just caught him with another woman and you ran to tell your mother as soon as you realized what was happening. Now he was trying to get rid of you for good.
You spot a boy your age sparring by himself and quickly hide behind him. Your eyes were brimming with tears as you hid behind him. "Help me," you whisper. He understands immediately and turns to face your father, sword in hand.
"Have you seen a child run through here?" your father asks the boy you were hiding behind. "If you did something wrong, maybe you should kill yourself before your wife finds out," the boy said, his voice cold and venomous. "You can take my sword if you like."
Your father pondered the boy's words for a moment, then he took the sword and stabbed himself in the heart, but before he died he whispered with tears streaming down his face, "Allah, forgive me for I have tried to kill my own blood and committed adultery. I love my child so much and wish that I could be a part of their life."
With that last word, his body fell limp, blood pouring from the wound. "FATHER!" you scream in anguish, your voice reverberating around the fortress. The boy puts his hand on your shoulder and he starts to hold you close as you cry.
19 years later (You and Altaïr are both 26, the age when the events of Assassin's Creed take place)
Your POV
"Altaïr, you fucking nutjob!" you yell as you run beside him, cutting the Templar army down. "What? So I may have broken the tenets of the Creed, it's no big deal!" he yells back as he slams his hidden blade through the head of one Templar soldier, bottom to top. "Al Mualim is so going to get you for this, dumbfuck." you mutter.
Later, as you heard Al Mualim demoting Altaïr to a Novice and the argument that ensued (Quick A/N: I know this is isn't actually what happened in the game I'm just reimagining it so it fits with the story more), Altaïr finally walked out of the library, seething. "What did the great and powerful Altaïr fuck up this time? Did he break the tenets of the Creed and leave his men behind?" you say sarcastically. "Y/N please, I'm not in the mood for your sarcasm right now." Altaïr sighs as he walks to his room.
You decide to give him some personal space for now and you start walking to your room when you hear Al Mualim calling for you, so you hurry to the library. "What is it, Mentor?" you ask after you reach the library. "I have assigned Altaïr to kill nine Templar targets. I would appreciate it if you help him, Y/N" he explains. "So, I'm also being demoted?" you say sarcastically. "No," Al Mualim replies. "But I thought it would be good exercise for you...and you get to tease Altaïr." he adds with a twinkle in his eye.
Later, Altaïr's POV
He sighs as he sits on the edge of his bed. Demoted to fucking Novice, and for what? Breaking the Creed? He was annoyed at Al Mualim's decision, and the fact that Y/N was probably going to outrank him if they were assigned to aid in his mission to kill the nine Templars on the list he was given.
Tamir, Garnier de Naplouse, Talal, Abu'l Nuqoud, William of Montferrat, Majd Addin, Jubair Al Hakim, Sibrand and an obvious name, Robert de Sablé. He sighs and puts the list on the small table beside his bed. He sighed, lying down on his bed and contemplating his actions. Maybe his ego was too large to complete the mission within the Creed. He should have taken Y/N's advice a year ago, but he didn't. He started thinking of Y/N. Their soft H/L H/C hair, their fiery and sarcastic personality, their hypnotizing E/C eyes.
He pushed those thoughts aside and went to Al Mualim for information on his first test. If he wanted to start his hunt, he had to reacquire his weapons.
Later in the village of Masyaf (there's a fortress called Masyaf which is the home of the Assassins and the village is a sort of extension), your POV
You and Altaïr weave through the small village, not speaking a word to each other because you were hunting the traitor who opened the gates for the Templars. You had your weapons, Altaïr had nothing. "So, Novice, how does it feel so far?" you whisper to him jokingly as you both blend in with the crowd. "Ha ha, very funny." he whispered back sarcastically. You could see a small bit of heat appear on his cheeks, but it was mostly concealed by the shadow of his hood.
You and Altaïr eavesdrop on the conversation, hearing that a basket weaver was an accomplice in the betrayal. You and Altaïr decide that you should pickpocket the letter the basket weaver is carrying, since you were better at it. You pickpocket the letter and bring it back to Altaïr, where you discover that there were two traitors.
One was a herald named Masun, who was someone you knew and the other an Assassin named Jamal, who was your acquaintance. You let Altaïr do the interrogation of Masun, then you both bring him to Al Mualim.
Al Mualim gave Masun a saving grace to repent or to die. Masun, in his stubborn manner, defied the chance of repentance Al Mualim gave him, so Al Mualim ran his longsword through Masun and handed the sword to Altaïr once the deed was done.
Timeskip to after the assassination of Tamir, Altaïr's POV
Y/N was relaxing next to him in the Damascus bureau, resting after the assassination of Tamir. They looked absolutely stunning when the sunlight hit them, making them seem like an ethereal being. He felt his face heat up, but was too slow to put his hood up. "Why are you blushing?" they ask. Oh shit, he thinks. I've been caught.
"..."
"Come on, you can tell me. I won't tell anyone, I promise." they say.
"So, you know how we've been spending a lot more time together since we started this mission?" he asks.
Y/N nods, signaling for him to continue. "Well, I have a crush on you..." he says nervously.
He sees a small smile forming at the corners of Y/N's mouth and more heat rises to his cheeks. "Well, I actually like you the same way I just never knew how to express it." they said, a bit sheepishly.
Y/N takes their hood off, revealing their soft H/L H/C hair. Before he can even process what's happening, they've already started kissing him. It felt so good to finally tell Y/N and have his feelings reciprocated.
The two hear a coughing and applause at the door and break apart. "Good job, lovebirds. Finally." Rafiq says. "Fucking third wheel." Y/N whispers to him.
Years later, your POV
The threat of Al Mualim was finally gone and peace had returned to the Brotherhood for now. You had given birth to twin boys, Darim and Sef, a year before and you and Altaïr were now expecting another child (if you're AMAB nonbinary, intersex etc you can adopt these kids by the way) that was due in two months. Altaïr was really excited for this child, but he also had a Brotherhood to lead and an Apple of Eden to study. You smiled at the happy family you had. You were content.
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*Shay, Edward and I come back from the fishing trip on the Jackdaw*
Me: SHAY YOU GOT US IN FUCKING IRONS (sailing term) SO MANY TIMES-
Shay: CALM THE FUCK DOWN I WAS TRYING TO STEER A FUCKING TILLER!
Edward: SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU DESMOND IS COMING.
Desmond: Oh Ash, you're back. Why is there a meme about me for this chapter?
Me: Because it was funny. Now, go have adult fun time with Lucy.
Ezio: *walks in as I say the last sentence* WHAT THE F- DESMOND YOU'RE STILL WITH HER *wheezing*
Desmond: *visible anger*
Me: ALTAÏR! YOUR DESCENDANT IS FURTHERING YOUR BLOODLINE-
Altaïr: COOL. DESMOND GIVE ME A FUCKING MANY GREAT GRANDKID ALREADY YOU DUMBFUCK!
Desmond: *facepalm*
Me: Hey, at least you get to have fun, right?
Ezio: ASH HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW THIS-
Me: RESEARCH-