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Lost in the past | Part 1PandaNotes: Desmond or Altair.....you can have them both lol. *Passes them across.*Lost in the past | Part 1 by Flammensturm2
Me: *Jumps around happily* Now you're mine! Oh no, did I really say that loud?
Altair: *Looks at you from under his hood.*
Desmond: *Smiles.* "Hi."
Me: Ohh ... hi Des!
Des: "So, you an assassin then?"
Altair: *Looks to you, interested for an answer.*
Me: Kinda, I guess!
Des: Why must I always talk, Altair, if you want to flirt with her!!!?
Altair: *Glares at Desmond.* "By the brotherhood you are an annoying brat Desmond." *Turns to you.* "Safety and peace."
Me: "Gasp, Altair talked to me!" *Giggles and hugs him* "Safety and peace, brother!!!!"
Altair: *Flinches at the hug, but then taps your back.* "So, you are a follower of the creed, this is good."
Des: *Rolls eyes at Altair.*
Me: "I can teach you how to swim!!"
Altair: *Looks surprised.* "I don't know...."
Des: "It would be a advantage, I bet all those Templars can swim."
Altair: *Sighs.* "True. Very well, if you wi
Life Goes On- Chapter 3Connor stood dumbly in his new room after Haytham, his father, he supposed, had left. Eventually, after about ten or so minutes of standing there stock-still like a statue, he slid the straps of his bag off of his shoulders and set it onto the ground carefully. He sat down carefully on the pristine bed, and stared at the wall until his father called him for dinner.Life Goes On- Chapter 3 by Moonsp1r1t
Connor slunk down the stairs hesitantly. He wandered around for a little while until he managed to find the kitchen. Haytham's back was to him, at the stove, cooking something. Connor slid into one of the four empty chairs at the dining room table, pushing aside a stack of papers. Haytham heard him and glanced back.
"Sorry about that." he said, setting a plate of spaghetti in front of Connor, "I've been meaning to work on those."
Connor's mouth watered at the sight of the spaghetti; it was his favorite. He poked at it with his fork hesitantly as Haytham sat across from him.
"Sorry if you don't like spaghetti," he added. "I d
Life Goes On- Chapter 2Haytham knew that his life was never going to be the same. He had not been expecting to get a call four or five days earlier from social services asking him if he had the resources and the will to take in the son he had never even known existed. Of course, he had agreed. He couldn't quite explain why, but he felt like he owed it to the boy, and to Ziio.Life Goes On- Chapter 2 by Moonsp1r1t
It was quite a shock, when he got the call. Not only did he find out he had a son, but he also found out that the woman he had loved was dead. He didn't know how, he didn't press for details, but if social services were asking him to take in his son, then she was almost certainly gone.
Haytham had always loved children; that was part of the reason why he became a teacher. If he was to have children with anyone, it would have been Ziio. Now, here he was, about fourteen years after they had broken up and she had ended it with him, taking in her son. Their son.
Seeing him for the first time when he opened the door, Haytham was struc
Life Goes On- Chapter 1Connor's forehead pressed against the car window as he watched the land roll past him in a blur. The neighborhood looked nice enough, he supposed, but Connor didn't particularly care. His mind was drifting, his thoughts elsewhere. Even the sound of the social worker, Miss something-or-another Stillman, telling him how lucky he was simply white noise in the background.Life Goes On- Chapter 1 by Moonsp1r1t
So much had changed in the last month. Ever since the fire, and the death of his mom, he had been in the custody of social services who had been shuffling him around looking for any relatives to take him in. Three days ago they had told them that they had at last managed to find his father, and that he was willing to take him in.
His father. A man whom Connor had never even met. Of course, when Connor had inquired about the man to his mother, she had said, simply, that they had an argument while she was pregnant, and that they hadn't spoken since. Other than that, Connor knew nothing about him until Miss Stillman told him