Desmond's POV
Connor leads me into a forest, a bow in each hand.
We reach a small clearing and Connor hands me my weapon.
"This is the perfect place," he says. He hangs his quiver on the branch of a tree and grabs an arrow from it.
"Have you ever shot a bow, Desmond?"
"I probably shot a compound bow at camp or something, but those are nothing like these," I reply.
"Alright, what you have to do is load the arrow so this piece of wood leans against the string, pull back, and fire!" Connor explains, demonstrating with his own bow. He lets it fly and it sticks into a thick oak tree, which we had designated as our target.
I set the arrow in place and pull back like I remembered being taught at camp. As I try to shoot, the arrow falls sideways and the string smacks me in the arm.
I groan and hold my arm, letting the bow fall to the ground. Connor sighs and picks the weapon up off the ground.
"Focus, Des."
I string the arrow again and make sure that it doesn't fall. I let it fly and it stabs into a tree.
"Good job, Desmond. Now you just have to hit the target," Connor laughs. The oak tree is about two metres away.
"Damn it," I mutter under my breath.
"That's okay, Desmond. You'll get better. Now try again."
For a long time, we shoot arrow after arrow into the tree. By the end, it looks like a wooden pincushion.
"I think that's enough for today. Let's head back to the village for supper, shall we?" Connor asks as he collects his arrows.
I realize how hungry I am and nod. He grins and tosses his sheath over his back.
As we walk back, I hear a slight buzzing in my head before Rebecca's voice is heard.
"Desmond, we're losing connection. You're going to be offline for a little bit, but don't worry. We'll get back online as soon as possible."
"Alright," I reply. Connor looks at me, a confused expression on his face.
"I have connection with Rebecca, Lucy, and Shaun from my time. Don't worry about it," I say. He nods and we keep walking.
I hope nothing bad happens while they're gone...
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Blasted to the Past: Sequel to Ripped from our Time
FanfictionThe assassins have gone back to their time. Desmond Miles believes everything is over and that all will go back to normal. But when the Animus has a serious jinx for the second time, things are put in reverse.
