And here's the end of Triad. I'm going to be taking a break from FM for a bit to plan the next (and last) installment. Don't worry, I won't be going away forever. But I may be gone a few weeks as I work on other projects I've been neglecting in favor of FM (sorry/not sorry to my readers of other fics XD). I'm really excited about the next bit though so I will be back. Also excited to finally put this story to bed.

Here's a preview to tie you over until I get back. See you all in Flocking Movement: One of Those Terrible Things.

He knocked, since this was part of where the humans made plans without immortal interfeirance and was let in. "I'm looking for Andrew," he said to the guard at the door. He was let into a room that made his skin crawl, because Andrew was in it. He also found him with Rebecca, Clay, Altair and Jake. Jake was clearly there to keep Altair in line so he didn't kill Andrew. "Hey," Desmond said when he came into the room, "you wanted to see me?"

"Yes," Andrew said.

"What's up? I was having breakfast," Desmond said and pushed his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

"We have a solution," Andrew said.

He blinked, "A what? Don't we normally have problems?" he asked.

"We're problem solvers," Altair said. "And we found a solution."

"Then why don't you seem happy about it?" Desmond asked, eyeing Altair.

"It involves the Animus," Andrew said. "You need to get in it."

Desmond barked a laugh, "Yeah sure, fuck you all," he said. "Why?"

Thankfully before Andrew could shoot his mouth off Clay took over, "Tens of thousands of years ago there was a human-proeathan war. It decimated the world and nearly wiped humans off the planet. Then there was the Toba impact and while it crippled the proeathans it didn't stop them. After the Toba incident however the humans gained an edge and they attacked the capital of the largest proeathan nation-state. It fell and the tide turned in favor of the humans."

"Yeah okay," Desmond said slowly.

"Something about the Toba incident changed the tide of war. We need to find out how what happened and why they suddenly got an edge over the proeathans and how. Its probably the only way we'll even get close to Atlantis."

"Yeah, so? Why do you need me? Get someone else to do it," Desmond said and now he knew why Altair looked so displeased.

"We can't," Andrew said.

"Why?"

"It's not that we haven't tried," Rebecca suddenly said, as if to eleviate his fears. "We have tried. Clay was the first to volunteer. It didn't work. As it is going that far back is ridiculously dangerous and only someone with a block to prevent a Bleed could safely access those memories. The further back you go in your DNA the more volitile the Animus gets, the heavier the cut. Doing so on a normal person wouldn't work."

"Did you try?"

"Of course we did," Andrew growled. "He lasted about six seconds before he kicked himself out. Repeated incidents led to the same results. Normal people can't access those memories."

"And what about Clay?" Desmond asked Clay.

"I, sadly, am not compatible. I do not possess the genes required for the person we want. We attempted to use Jake as well, but he doesn't have them either," Clay said with a frown.

"And you think I do?"

"We know you do," Rebecca said slowly. She hesitated and then continued, "Andrew volunteered, just to see if it'd work. He could sync into the person we're looking for. He desynced almost as soon as we figured that out though."

Desmond blew a harsh stream of air from his mouth, "So if he can then I can. So lemmie ask; who are we trying to look at?"

"Adam," Rebecca said.

Desmond blinked. "Adam? Like-

"Adam and Eve," Clay said.

"And you think he knows something?"

"He does," Clay said. "You can't escape the fact that your ancestors play a pivitol role in the world, even at the cradle of human civiliation."

Desmond sighed, "And I need to get in the Animus?" he asked.

"Yes," Clay nodded.

Desmond frowned deeply. He didn't want to. "What'll happen if I go back that far? You said doing so is dangerous."

"You have a block," Altair said. "You, Jake, and Clay, all have one. It keeps the Bleed at a minimum or shuts it off all together like in your case," he nodded at both him and Jake. Clay was Bled through though. "It should be enough to keep whatever Bleed going back that far will bring to managable levels."

"Should?"

"If required I can manipulate the block to be stronger. Nothing's going to happen to you Desmond."

"No shit, cause I'm not getting in that thing," he pointed at what he now saw was the Animus. Rebecca had overhauled it since the talk time he saw it. It was still red, but smaller now, though had more 'head wings'.

"Desmond you need t-

"Nope. Nope," Desmond said. "Not happening, at all."

"You're being unreasonable," Andrew said.

"That thing almost killed me. Fuck that," and then he turned to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" Clay called, actually surprised Desmond hadn't agreed.

"To get a better candidate," Desmond called as he left the room and started down the hall.

"What?"

Desmond looked over his shoulder, Clay was hanging out the room, "I'm going to get my clone."

Also the new segment already has a chapter one (not story though). I'll let you stew on it.