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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed [Fills]
We're about to reach the posting limit on pt.1&2, this is for those who wish to continue/write on prompts on both these parts.
Writers! It is your responsibility to link back to the original prompt.
There are no request in this part of the meme.
List of Kinks
(Livejorunal) Archive
#2 (Livejournal) Archive
(Delicious.com) Archive
(Dreamwidth) Archive <- Currently active
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Discussion
Re: Two Eagles (128/?)
“Second?” Ezio huffed, his breath ragged now from their furious fight.
“Of our Creed,” Altair said pulling back to let Ezio attack him properly. The man thought better when he wasn’t being annoyed he was losing in a sword fight. Ezio’s sword tried to fight the holes in Altair’s style but after so many years Altair had no holes. At least none he didn’t put there on purpose.
“I cannot remember, I am getting on in my years. Remind me,” Ezio growled out.
Altair grinned from behind his mask. His plan was working perfectly. He refrained from making a crack at Ezio’s age and said. “You are a blade in the crowd. A ghost amid the living. Hide in plain sight,” and to make the lesson stick Altair spun, his black and red cape fluttered out behind him in an arc. He reached up and at speed unlatched it so that on his second pass in the spin he flung it at Ezio.
The cape hit Ezio square in the face and the man stumbled back a few feet, regained his footing and jumped back blindly to miss Altair’s swipe. “Always remain undetected,” Altair said as Ezio tugged Altair’s cape away from his face and Altair once again slid up almost too close to Ezio startling the younger man and making him back up again. “A visible Assassin is a dead Assassin,” and their swords grated together as Ezio tried to hit from from close range.
He saw Ezio’s throat bob as he swallowed and tried to slip away. Ezio found himself with his back to the wall of the training courtyard. His eyes widened slightly and Altair almost effortlessly disarmed him, making Ezio give a wince as his sword clattered out of reach. One hand pinned Ezio’s left hand to the wall, the other pressed his own left hand and Ezio’s right to Ezio’s shoulder.
“And the last, the first really,” Altair said in barely a breath of air, his mask almost touching Ezio. “Most important,” and Altair’s hidden blade shot out of it’s sheath so it almost shot through Ezio’s throat. Ezio just started at him, slightly confused, maybe a bit worried, and swallowed hard. “Stay your blade from the flesh of an innocent,” he whispered and then let Ezio go. The younger man visibly relaxed when Altair stepped back. “Hmmm,” Altair said and went to pick up Ezio’s sword for him. “It appears you now owe me a favor my friend,” Altair said offering Ezio his sword, his voice light.
Ezio took it after a second, “It appears I do,” he agreed, seeming relived to be back on less intense terms. “You… fight like no one I have ever met Aalam,” he admitted.
“As I have been told,” Altair shrugged and reached back behind him to shove his short sword back up between his shoulder blades. “Often people do not live to see my true skill. I thought anything less against you would be an insult however,” and Ezio could see Altair’s eyes crinkle in a smile.
“Where did you learn to fight like that?”
“Monteriggioni,” Altair lied, such a small, effortless lie. “Mario often played hosts to our brothers from other lands. They have different ways of seeing the world. Different ways of fighting. I learned from them, to be the best I could be, in all things,” Altair said facing away from Ezio as he went to retrieve his fallen cape. For a moment he thought about reattaching it before he folded the square up instead and tucked it under his arm. At least that short story was not such a lie. Mario had played such a part to Assassins from other lands.
“I did not know,” Ezio frowned watching Altair carefully.
“There is much to learn from all our brothers. I see the skills of our novices increasing when you send them off on missions to far off lands,” Altair said and rested his hands on his belt easily. “They learn other ways, new ways, it is good for them, good for all of us,” Altair nodded.
“I see the wisdom in this,” Ezio agreed.
Re: Two Eagles (128/?)
(Anonymous) 2011-09-29 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)I love Altair in fight-mode and I love the plot of your story! It's amazing!
I'm usually not so fond of slash, but this story it's so interesting that I don't really mind. (D
I really hope you'll continue it! ^^
Just a question: Altair will be called by his real name at some point? I love his name! (ok, ok... I admit it. I love Altair in general XD) No even his lover calls him by his real name... it's so sad. Poor MY Altair! My precioussssss.... ok. I'm stopping right now, I promise. XD
PS: I hope my English isn't too awful... this isn't my first language so I hope I didn't write down too much stupid errors!
Keep going with the story! ^^
Ciao!
Re: Two Eagles (128/?)
(Anonymous) 2011-11-12 09:16 am (UTC)(link)Keep up the good work!
Re: Two Eagles (128/?)
(Anonymous) 2011-12-10 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Two Eagles (129)
(Anonymous) 2012-04-14 01:10 am (UTC)(link)http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6740626/24/Two_Eagles
Happy reading ya'll.