//------------------------------// // Prologue // Story: Assassin's Creed: Dawns Rising // by Arceaion //------------------------------// ------------------------------- Edited on 08/18/2018 ------------------------------- It all started with the Animus, a device built by the Templar Order though you know them better as Abstergo Industries. The device allows us to step into our ancestors and live there lives and through it I learned the truth of who my ancestors were, of my heritage, and of a secret war that my family has been apart of for over a millennia beginning during the Third Crusade. It began with Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad the greatest leader of our Brotherhood and my ancestor direct by blood. Once I learned of my ancestry I used his life to train then I moved on and trained with his son and so forth, I watched the Brotherhood fall and disappear deeper into the shadows and then I became Ezio Auditore da Firenze the Assassin that restored our order. Several weeks later the Brotherhood contacted me and I became the leader taking the mantel of my ancestors as Mentor and Keeper of the Orders Secrets. The first thing I did was retrieve the Apples of Eden that Altaïr and Ezio had hidden for if they fell into Templar hands then this was would end with our death. After that I sent the Assassins across the world to battle and fight, but it wasn't enough. We lost the war and the Brotherhood of the Assassins was destroyed... well almost. I'm still alive, I still possess the Apples and as long as I stand then so to does the Assassins! I have donned the black robes and weapons of Ezio Auditore and now I fight to save not only the world but our order as well and through the Apple I know how. the Apples has reviled to me a location and date that I believe will be our salvation. It's at a video game convention called PAX. I guess that is a good thing since I'll be able to wear my robes and bring the Apples. But the Templar's will be there and if I fail then not only will my Order die but so to shall the world. I am Orion the Last of the Brotherhood. I am its Leader, with over eight centuries of experience and I will protect Earth and save this Brotherhood. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I walk into the convention center were Pax was being held and sigh, I really didn't want to be here. For most people going to one of the greatest video game conventions in the world would be a dream come true but for me it wasn't. I wasn't here for pleasantries I was here because of Altaïrs Apple. It had given me a vision of a location that was here. I sighed again and walk into the crowd. As I walk people complement me on my fine attention to detail for my robes. Fools, if only they knew that these were the genuine articles and not some stupid fake. Security didn't even bother to check if my weapons were real they just waved me through. Despite my best efforts I spot the booth with the new Assassin's Creed 'game'. I stand and watch for a moment before moving on. Quickly I glance around and spy no guards as I pull out Altaïrs Apple and activate it, I'm not far from the objective location. Suddenly I hear a yell and turn to see five men running at me, one of them I recognize. Samuel O'Kellen, current leader of the Templar Order and murder of over half of the Assassin's Brotherhood. While I could fight him there were too many people around so I took the second option and ran. Before I could disappear into the crowd a shot rang out and a pain flared in my chest. 'The bastard actually shot me!' I thought as I keep running dodging from left to right to try and make me harder to hit. More shots rang out and I gasped, stumbling but not falling I managed to lose my pursuers in the crowed and double back. I walked for quit a while before reaching the objective location and spying a man dressed as the Merchant from Resident Evil. "You gotta be shitting me!" I mutter and slowly approach him. "Your late." He said as I approached. "I-I don't believe it, the stories are true." I say and chuckle. "So the Apple brought me to you. No need to play coy with me Merchant I know who you are. Unfortunately I didn't come dressed as anyone and all my gear is real." The Merchant smiled and pulled from behind his stand Ezios Yatagan Sword. "Here is your ticket, 50 dollars." "I know I am in no position to debate upon when I will end up but could you at least tell me what season or at least something, please?" I ask before a coughing up blood. The Merchant looks over my form quickly. "Originally I was going to send you back before Nightmare Moon, thought it would be interesting to see what would happen. But in your condition I think I'll send you 20 years before Twilight Velvet and Nightlight have any children, well... on one condition. Properly trained their children could make a fine assassins." I laughed. "You get your entertainment and I get to live as well as at least four new Assassins." I reach into my robes and pull out my wallet but instead of opening it I simply hand it to him. "I've read the stories, I know I wont be back and everything in there will be worthless to me so take it." The Merchant looks shocked and opens it finding a it held more than fifty dollars and smiled. "Good luck." He said and held out the sword. I smiled and reached out for the blade but just as I could grab it a bullet ripped through my chest. I gasp for breath and grab the sword, a white light surrounds me and I vanish. The Merchant smiles. "You failed Templars." he said before he snaps his fingers and both he and the shop disappearing