Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed [Fills]

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Re: Clipped (17b/?)

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"I dunno," Malik sighed though he knew very well. Des was wearing sleeves now but back at Leo's he's gone around in short sleeves and you could see the cut marks on his newly tanned arms clearly like they'd been drawn there with chalk. Just dozens and dozens of them like someone had been bored one day and decided to cut him up and turn his skin into mince meat. That didn't even cover where from his wrist to his elbow bad been all carved up. Altair had told him that was where his tattoo had been and the Borgia had cut it out. Malik had almost been ill hearing that. "Seems like some sort of trauma," and he looked back to the far back seat. He swallowed when he saw he and Night weren't the only ones awake. Altair was awake as well and seemed to be staring at him. He moved a bit and realized Altair wasn't, he was staring out the wind shield. Malik turned back around and tried to see what Altair saw but could see nothing.

"Stop the car," Altair's voice came from the back like a bullet and Night jumped clear out of his chair with a loud curse and slammed on the breaks. Everyone jolted awake.

"Morning already?" Parker moaned from the middle seat.

"No, the Rifter just scared the piss out of me," Night snarled and looked back at him.

Altair however was ignoring Night, "Aquila," he said unstrapping himself from the seat and they spoke in Rifter tongue. After a few seconds Ezio nodded and undid his own belt.

"Hey, where are you going?" Pseudonym demanded and they opened the sliding door letting in hot autumn air.

"Turn the car off," Altair said head turning as he looked all around.

"What?" Night was still confused.

"I said turn off the car you stupid Sheep," Altair spat, "We aren't alone here," and Malik reached over and turned the car off to Night's protest. The engine died and the lights went out leaving them in dark silence except for Ezio and Altair walking carefully around the car with deliberate slowness. As one of them passed in front of the wind shield he could see in the moonlight that they held a knife, a big one with one side having a serrated edge. He swallowed.

"What the he'll is going on?" Parker hissed, obviously afraid of being to loud.

"Sheepdogs," Des said from the back. They all turned and looked at him. "They know my brothers killed someone important, they just don't know who," he was looking out the window, his face pressed right up against it. Then they heard him speak, like he was counting, only it was in his tongue and not their own.

"Hey, Divinus," Night said drawing Des' attention. "What's a sheepdog?"

"Something that wants us all dead," he said seriously and you could have heard a pin drop in the car, "there are only three of them though, we'll be fine," and he smiled a soft reassuring smile."

"How do you know that?"

"My brothers wouldn't let three stupid sheepdogs get their way," be said, "they want to go home to-" he was cut off by a scream. Abruptly it was cut short and they heard a gunshot. They all ducked to avoided getting hit by a wayward shot but they heard no more. The silence was deafening and everyone seemed to be holding their breaths but there were no more screams, or gunshots or any noise at all and Malik felt the hair on his arms and back of his neck stand on end.

Pseudonym couldn't hold back a scream when the sliding door suddenly opened. "Shut up," Altair snapped as he and Ezio climbed inside. She quickly covered her mouth. "They're gone," he said climbing over Des to sit by the window.

"Who's gone? What the hell just happened?" Parker demanded.

"Does it matter?" Ezio asked harshly, "My brother and I just saved your sorry skin," he pulled out a rag from somewhere and abruptly wiped his knife across it. The rag became bloodied and Pseudonym turned green before looking away.

"What did you two just do?" Night turned in his seat, demandingly.