From Knives to Talons(AC & WOF Crossover)

Chapter 7: Another Assassin?

-----Cafeteria, Noon-----

-----Amber’s Pov-----

    I was surprised by our change, guess the artifact did more than change my body huh? Me and Devil were eating Anything we could catch, which for me was a goat, a hawk, a burnt goat and a snake for Devil, trying hard to burn the snake to bad.

    “Still can’t believe Anemone takes slaves huh?” He says, clearly upset with the matter, Glaring at said SeaWing, who was sweating a lot, Pike keeping his sights only on us. 

    "I guess, but all I want to know is how we did that." I answered, still confused on the subject, and why it happened just now, and not when we fought those guards.

    "You have an idea don’t you? You're not telling me everything, are you?" He said, a light frown plastered on his face, shifting his sights to me, his glare lessening to a slight stare.

    "No," I simply answered "but I'll tell you in private." I whispered into his ear.

    Seemingly out of nowhere, Plaguemind appears, looking at me and Devil “Devil can I talk to Amber in private?” He asks, his unnerving gaze shifting onto me.

    “Uh, sure? What are you going to talk about?” He responded, getting up from his seat, unsure about leaving those two “Just don't cause a scene for the love of all that is good” he said, walking away.

    "What is it, Plaguemind?" I ask, curious as to why he wanted to talk to me, his gaze turning to an emotionless glare.

    “Which artifact got you? And how is the Brotherhood holding up?” He says, Shocking me, and also confusing me.

    "What rank are you?" I asked the mysterious NightWing, His frown deepening, as if disappointed, before he relents the glare and answers with a single word:

    “Supreme” He says, before continuing, asking many questions, “What is your rank? How's the war with the Templars going? What year did you come from?”

    "I am also a Supreme, first class, the war is without end, I'm a year 2020 assassin." I said, answering all asked questions, before contouring with my own questions, “ What was your true name, and what year did you come from?”

“My human name was Samuel Frye, but seeing as how my family is long gone, the name is meaningless, as I was brought here In 1865, and i've been stuck here for over 10 years, though apparently time works different here than on Earth, London specifically” he explained with a sad smile on his face, a single tear running down his left cheek, before he runs back to our cave in a hurry.

    After a while, he came back with a terrifying sword and a small flintlock pistol, shaped for a talon instead of a hand, for better accuracy and handling.

    “I see you still have your hidden blades, what else do you still have?” He asks, a small smile on his snout.

    I opened my cloak letting him see my extra set of blades and wrist cannons, and when I turned to see his reaction, All I saw was awe, awe towards my cannons specifically, and I could hear firearms have evolved quite a bit in my absence huh within his mind, before he says

    “I'm guessing you’ve achieved your battle form?” he says, not looking away from my cannons.

    "Is that what that was?" I questioned him, earning a snarky response, and I have never felt so stupid.

    “Yes you imp, pay attention! But yes, it likely was, mind telling me what you looked like?" He asked me.

    "Okay I'll show you somewhere else though. I think Anemone is still traumatized, but how do you know I have one?" I said, clearly confused my voice, receiving only a ‘Are you retarded’ look from him, then I realized, he must have one too.

    “Who else has these… Power forms?” I questioned, curious and suspicious.

    “All our wingmates were once human, so it's safe to assume they all do as well, though I doubt they would show us unless in combat. Before you ask, no they were not assassins, they were just caught in the crossfire, and may have forgotten Earth” he explains, sorrow in his voice, slowly tearing up. “They have no memory of their loved ones, their family. The worst part is, I figured out each time period, and they all came from ancient Greece, and they were all slaves.”

     "Well it's good that they don't remember being slaves, but the rest… I don't know." I said, sadness evident in my voice.

    “You don't understand, their life here was no better than on Earth. They were all rejected by their respective tribes, treated as outsiders, beaten and abused, to the point where Earth slavery was for children” he whisper shouts at me, letting the tears go.

    I thought for a moment, then I asked, "can you give me names?" I said, eyes narrowed.

    He sighed, as if he expected this, before saying “I don't see the point but fine, Meerkat is Scorpio's name, he was a thief before he was caught, Conch is Jaws’s name, He was a fisherman, Bush was Branch's name, he was just a child, Iceshelf,was Pale's, he was a hunter, Cutthroat was Mine but I offed him years ago, and Devil was Scarlet herself, the old queen of the SkyWings and will likely be the hardest to get back at.”

    "I have my ways for most of them, I'll take Queen Scarlet to Ruby."

    “To convince them to help, you will likely need to see who our allies have in store, So train with them when you get the chance, see what their forms are capable”

    “I will keep that in mind”I responded, before writing those names down, what their jobs are, and who they tortured. "I'll be going now." I said, slowly leaving the room.

END CHAPTER