Guardian Angle

Hello everyone. This is my very first FanFiction story I am ever publishing. I've read countless stories on this site for maybe a bit more than 2 years now and have finally motivated myself to give it a try and write a story here. I've played Assassins Creed since the very beginning and I am what some would say is a hardcore fan of it and after watching one of Disney's latest movies, Frozen, an idea popped in my head… what if an Assassin came to Arendelle? I don't know quite why, but the random thought of Assassins being Badasses in Arendelle "saving the day" crossed my mind resulting in me putting more and more thought into a story line about it. Well… here we are.

If you got the time, I would greatly appreciate your feedback on this story and whether you would like to see more of it. Constructive criticism is nice as well so you can help me improve my writing and/or improve the story if needed.

Enough of my blabbering, let's get on with it!

Disclaimer: I do not own either Ubisoft's Assassins Creed franchise or Disney's Frozen.

Chapter 1: Welcome to Arendelle

"PULL UP THE MAIN SAILS, TIE DOWN THE CANNONS… WE'VE HIT ROUGH SEAS BOYS!" The Captain of the ship yelled over the sound of harsh winds and lighting. To help get the message across, one of the sailors above deck started to ring the alarm bell grabbing the attention of all the men below deck. Waves were smacking roughly against all sides of the ship which caused the whole ship to shudder, making many of the men below deck rushing up from their quarters, stumble and even fall over taking other men with them. The ship was in chaos. Of the few who made it above deck, there was one who wore a white hooded cloak that had red highlights on the edges of his coat. He is only 19 years of age, has short blondish-brown hair, green eyes, and a small mustache on his upper lip. He was also armed to the teeth with various weapons all strapped to him in one way or another. This man is an Assassin. He only stood there in silence watching the events unfold on the ship. The door to the Captain's Cabin swung open to reveal a man outfitted in royal clothing that was colored black with gold shoulders and a red colored undershirt. He also had a fairly small mustache on his upper lip.

"What in the blazes is going on out here?" The man in royal attire directed at no one in particular.

"Your majesty, it is not safe out here," the Assassin warned. "You should go back inside and stay with the Queen. We've hit a bad storm."

"Please Ryan, I am more than capable of handling myself," the King replied.

"As you wi…" the Assassin known as Ryan began but was interrupted by one of the spotters of the ship.

"ROGUE WAVE!" The spotter yelled at the top of his lungs. Every man on the ship looked up to see a wave easily 2 times the height of the ship. But the worst thing about it was… the wave was only mere seconds from hitting the ship directly on its right side.

"BRACE YOURSELVES!" The Captain howled over the men aboard the ship. The wave impacted the ship at full force throwing the ship over onto its left side. Many men struggled to get a hold of something, as they were slipping and rolling down to the other side of the ship. Most too almost all of the cannons on the ship were not finished being tied down resulting in them falling, smashing through the railing on the left side of the ship, and shoving and pulling half the men above deck with them into the deathly dark waters of the sea. Ryan pulled out one of his throwing knives and embedded it within the deck of the ship stopping his fall. He looked up to see a cannon headed straight for him. He ducked just in time to feel the cannon graze his back as it fell into the sea. He looked at where the King was and seen his grip was slowly slipping from the door he had grasped. Ryan took not a moment longer and released his knife leaping over onto the door frame, dodging a falling sailor, and grabbed the Kings arm, right as he lost his grip.

"Don't worry, I got you," Ryan assured the King keeping a tight grip on his arm. The ship slowly rocked back and started to even out again. The crew took advantage of the valuable seconds to regain themselves trying to work ahead of the storm. Ryan helped the king to his feet.

"Thank you Ryan," the King expressed his thanks to the Assassin. Ryan gave him a nod.

"Honey, are you alright?" The Queen asked her husband wrapping her arms around him faintly crying.

"All thanks to Ryan, yes," the King responded hugging her back.

"Thank you," the Queen said to Ryan giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Anytime," Ryan replied with a smile.

"ROGUE WAVE, 70 meters and closing!" another spotter yelled out again.

"Ryan, there is no time so please listen closely, if we don't make it out but you somehow do…" the King began.

"Your majesty, stop right there, you are going to make it," Ryan interrupted.

"Ryan, listen… if we don't make it out but you do, you need to promise me something," the King continued. Ryan listened hesitantly. "Back at my Kingdom, Arendelle, I have two daughters. Anna and Elsa are their names. Elsa is the oldest and she has… these powers," Ryan raised an eyebrow and urged the King to continue. "She can control and make ice. I want you to promise me that you will watch over them both, especially Elsa. If word gets out about her powers, many people may or may not take them lightly." The King finished. Ryan was at loss for words unsure of what to say.

The King quickly added, "What if these Templars you've told me about find out about her power and try to use it somehow?" Based on Ryan's body language, the King could tell that what he just said, was the right thing to say. Ryan was still hesitant until the Queen asked "Please," with pleading eyes. Ryan looked at the King straight in the eyes and said…

"I Promise."

"BRACE!" The Captain roared. This time every man was prepared for the worst… or were they. Once again the wave hit hard but the Captain had the ship turned toward the wave plowing into it head on, but then the worst did happen. Lighting struck right on top of some gunpowder filled barrels, lighting them off in the process. The explosion ripped off half of the support on the main mast. Then the mast ripped out from the deck and began to fall smashing into its twins.

"Captain, Look out!" Some of the crew yelled out. But it was too late. The mast fell atop the Captain, killing him stone dead and crushing the wheel as the mast rolled off the ship. The ship went out of control, it started turning sharply right, and bringing itself into a wave that was rising the right flank of the ship as the wave's water began to roll over the ship. A broken piece of the old mast came flying out of nowhere hitting Ryan unexpectedly.

"NOOO!" Ryan yelled as the piece of the mast knocked him off the ship, to only watch as it is swallowed by the sea with everyone aboard including the King and Queen… except himself. A final wave, full of the ships rubble, smacked Ryan hard knocking him out instantly. The last thing going through his mind at the time was the promise he made with the King and Queen. It kept playing like a broken record over and over…

3 years later…

"Land HO!" yelled a spotter. "Arendelle is just up ahead Captain."

"All hands on deck, be ready to dock," the Captain said as a response blowing a whistle. The trapdoors leading below decks opened followed by a throng of men, all of which were wearing white hooded robes identical to the others, except for one. This one was Ryan. Only difference from 3 years ago was he now had a scar that ran from his right cheek to almost his ear. He also had grown quite a bit of scruff on his face, and was of course 3 years older at the age of 22 now. The ship he was on was a dark red color with white highlights along the sides. Atop the main mast was a single white flag with the familiar Assassins Creed symbol in a red color that matched the ship. Ryan walked to the front of the ship and gazed at the kingdom of Arendelle.

"Beauty, isn't it?" A voice with a slight British accent said behind Ryan.

"Yes, reminds me of home," Ryan replied without turning around.

"If I may Ryan, what is it you want here, let alone why you have been so… intent on getting here?" The same voice asked.

"Personal matters that I wish not to say right now," Ryan answered.

"I see, well since you'll be here a lot longer than us, I suggest you move into the long abandoned Assassin Hideout that only has an entrance on the roof, You can't miss it. It has a giant hatch that is a sliding door marked with the Assassin Emblem. It will have everything you'll need to get started," The man with Ryan said.

"Thank you for the information Captain, I suggest you get back to the crew now for docking," Ryan thanked the man which is known as the Captain of the ship they are on. The Captain nodded before resuming to his post.

Meanwhile in the Castle…

"Ship coming into port!" A guard hollered. Another guard took out a spyglass and looked at the ship's flag.

"What the… I've never seen a flag like that one in my life," the guard with the spyglass said with an Irish accent.

"You have one job, just one! To know every flag of the world and for ten years I've never even dreamed of the day that would come when you say that," the other guard sarcastically said, also with an Irish accent to the guard holding the spyglass.

"Isn't my fault that someone decided to make their own flag and not report it in!" The guard with the spyglass shot back.

"Blah, Blah, Blah, nonsense, nonsense, nonsense…" the other guard taunted.

"Is it a fight you be picking," the guard said dropping the spyglass and putting his fists up.

"You two, just shut up and calm down, what is the problem?" An older man with a few medals on his coat asked his two comrades.

"Captain, he doesn't think I am worthy of my job simply because I can't identify one flag on a ship coming into port," the guard said, picking up his spyglass while pointing at the other guard.

"Ugh, let me see," the Captain replied grabbing the spyglass and looking at the flag atop the ship. "Interesting, I'll have to report this one to Queen Elsa," the Captain said giving the guard back his spyglass and then walked down the hall. The two guards then continued arguing.

Back on the ship…

"Well Ryan, I hope you find whatever it is you seek here. The crew and I will only be here until the end of today, then we are headed back," the Captain stated.

"Thank you Captain," Ryan thanked while shaking the Captains hand and with that, he walked down the ramp onto the docks.

"Oh, I almost forgot," the Captain said as Ryan was about to walk away. Ryan turned around and the Captain threw a box toward him. He caught it and asked, "What's this?"

"A gift, open it when you reach the hideout," the Captain said turning around and walking back to his ship. Ryan eyed it with curiosity then stuffed it into a leather sack he was carrying all his stuff in. He then walked into the city to find this "hideout" and explore a bit. He was then greeted by a slightly overweight man who said,

"Welcome to Arendelle…"

Ta Da! I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I did writing it. As I said before, I can always use some feedback on how my writing was. True that this was a slow and possibly boring chapter that was still fast in a way but now I can get into writing the fun stuff. Also, I will update this story whenever possible and I'll try my best to keep consistent updating. I have a busy life so expect some time between updates unless I am on a break or something. And I promise I won't leave this story dead in the water if you guys like it. If you got any questions, ask away and I'll do my best to answer them. Well that's all I got to say for now, until next time.

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