Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed or any of its characters... They are just borrowed...

Prologue:

"It is time again, Desmond Miles." The young male with the short brown hair and with golden eyes sighed at the sound of the all too familiar voice that echoed through the mostly abandoned room. Only Desmond, his two most important friends and comrades, as well as his father were working in the heart of the Assassins' hideout.

"Was that..." Shaun began and Rebecca finished the sentence for him, "Minerva?"

"Yes," Desmond answered and turned away from the countless monitors he had previously watched.

Five years have passed since Desmond's last adventure and a lot has happened since then. William Miles had stepped down from his role as the Assassin's leader – their mentor – and Desmond took it. Since then their small organisation counted a lot of small victories and a lot people joined the Assassins, because of the terrifying things Abstergo had done. Granted, no one would have known about them in the first place, hadn't it been for the Assassins' work. They had discovered and collected everything they could get their hands on and in the final step of the plan, the Assassins had made those information public. The public had been in great outrage. Of course Abstergo had done everything to cover everything up. Despite all their efforts – as well as heir avoidance of any kind of sanctions – the eyes of the people had been opened.

"You said that it is time... time for what?" William Miles cut in. The four Assassins stepped away from their working places and met in the middle of the room, standing in a circle. As if on cue, a golden shimmering person appeared right before the eyes. For a moment, the light and the monitors flickered and the temperature dropped for the briefest of seconds.

"It is time to travel back, to once more save the world."

"So, Juno has appeared again?" it was more of a statement than a question.

"No, Desmond Miles," the woman shook her head, "Your arrival in your ancestor's time, influenced the other periods."

"And that is, why time-travel is forbidden," Shaun said, which caused four pairs of eyes to settle on him. "What?"

Desmond shook his head and focused bag on the taller female, "What exactly has my appearance in Altair's time caused?"

"Ezio Auditore da Firenze, his life is in danger. Your appearance made certain events happen, others did not. The result is a threat that could be the end of your line."

"Now does this not sound promising?" Rebecca asked sarcastically. "What are we going to do about it?"

"I will send you, Desmond Miles, back in time."

The golden eyes assassin nodded, "In other words, I have to do all the work on my own... once again."

To all their surprise, the woman chuckled. If they were honest with themselves, they had not expected Minerva capable of such a sound. "You will not be alone in your journey, Desmond Miles, and you will have the chance to righten what is wrong."

"You speak in riddles," Desmond stated matter of fact and his comrades nodded in agreement.

"Every question will be answered in due time."

"In due time, eh?" Shaun cut in, "If that isn't convenient."

Minerva glanced at the speaker, "Perhaps you are right. I shall create a connection between you and your followers, so that they may provide you with needed information... Yes, I shall give you this..." she folded her hands for a moment and when she opened it, a glowing object started to form. In wonder the four assassins watched as a familiar shape emerged.

"Really? Button ear pieces, really? I mean, we already have those," Shaun explained and threw his arms up to get his point across.

"I have modelled these after your tools. They will help you communicate through the time periods. I guess your devices are not capable of such a feat."

"No, no they are not," Rebecca replied before anyone else could. She also stepped forward and gladly took the offered devices, before handing them out, but not without a glance to Shaun that said more than a thousand words.

Desmond took his ear piece hesitantly. It wouldn't be visible, which was probably good, but he still had a bad feeling about this and his instincts were usually right. At least they had been for the last five years.

As if sensing his line of thoughts, Minerva suddenly spoke up, "No critical harm will befall you, Desmond Miles."

"No 'critical' harm?" William Miles stepped in.

"I cannot guarantee that you will not be hurt, but my healing abilities are as good as ever."

"Such an answer..." Desmond sighed, "What exactly do I have to do? I mean, what has changed?"

The goddess' eyes became distant, "Your ancestor has strong and powerful enemies, too powerful for him alone. He is too young and inexperienced to face such a threat just yet. He just recently became an assassin."

"Oh great," the golden eyed assassin would have rolled said eyes, but he barely kept himself in check. "He had enough firsthand experience to know how hard it was with a new and freshly made assassin, he had taught enough people in the last years to know it pretty well actually.

"You will do great, Desmond Miles, I have no doubt."

"That makes one," the assassin retorted.

"Well," Shaun began and he looked around, "actually that makes four." He shrugged and next to him, Rebecca and William nodded in approval. Desmond wasn't sure how to retort to that.

"Then it is decided," Minerva spread her arms and her glowing intensified, "Your journey will begin now."

"What?" the assassins said in unison.

Minerva did say nothing else, but her light now started to surround Desmond as well. Before either of the assassins could so much as wish 'good luck' or say 'goodbye' their mentor had already vanished.

"Now what? Are we going to tell the others that our leader is currently on vacation?" Shaun asked into the round.

"It would be best, if we told them the truth," Rebecca stated.

William sighed, he was getting too old for this, "I say we wait until we can contact Desmond..." That sounded agreeable to all their ears.

Phew... here we go. Sadly I didn't make it last year, but well... take it as a New Year gift... or something like that.

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