Author's Note: This story is inspired by the trailers for Assassin's Creed Unity and Rogue. Hope you guys enjoy. As usual this story has several OC's but the rest of of Assassin's creed belongs to Ubisoft. (Damn their genius!) Anyway enjoy the story and as always feedback and reviews are appreciated.

Chapter !

"There he is!"

Shit! I silently berated myself. I knew this was a fools errand breaking into the International Commerce Center, but Hasting's had been sure that the Templar's had hidden a 'Piece of Eden' here. With their numbers thinned as they were, it seemed the Order had no choice to bring me back into the fold. Still I was surprised when William Miles himself, the Mentor of entire Order personally asked for my help. I didn't think I would ever be welcomed into the order after what my father had done, but I guess neccessity makes for strange bedfellows. I turned and sprinted back the way I came thinking, So much for plan A. Well Alec this is another fine mess you've gotten yourself into.

I swore to every deity I never believed in that if I got out of this I would kill whoever betrayed me to the Templars...slowly. I sprinted down the darkened hallway, the EMP pulse that I detonated earlier was thankfully still playing havoc with the buildings security system. The bad news was that my ear wig had also blown out cutting me off from my so called support. Part of me was grateful, if I had to listen to that Limey bastard wise crack one more time I swear to god I'd break his jaw. As it was I was going to give Shaun Hasting a severe beating next time I saw him. Simple snatch and grab mission my ass, I bet that prententious SOB set this up on purpose. I know he looks at me and sees my father, everyone does, it's something I've dealt with my whole life.

I heard a bullet impact just off to my right as more guards seem to pour out of every orifice in the bulding. Well if I wanted to remove the stick stuck up the Brits ass I'd have to get out of this alive first. I rounded the next corner and breathed a sigh of relief as I saw my exit. Now all I and to do was jump out of a 30 story window and hope like hell the base jumping parachute Rebecca rigged up worked.

Well here goes nothing, i thoght. I could hear the guards break down the office door I had locked as I came into this room. Ignoring their continued shouts and commands I ran full tilt towards the window as I withdrew my walther PPQ from the drop leg holster on my let thigh. I nearly emptied the clip shooting an imaginary target of about 10" in diameter to hopefully weaken the glass enough for me to jump through it head first. I held my breath and hoped this worked Becuase if it didn't this was really going to hurt. I covered my head and used my forearms to smash through the plate glass. I was dimly aware of the large shards that gouge deep cuts in my arms as I sailed out into the hong kong skyline at night. Reaching with my right hand I pulled the rip cord and prayed my chute would open fully. A split second later I felt the painful wrenching that accompanied the sudden and jarring slowing of my descent as the chute worked as designed and I experienced a brief moment of relief. I say brief Becuase the rent a cops that made up the buildings security began to shoot holes in my handy dandy parachute.

Still 10 stories up I heard a tearing sound then felt a stomach roiling sensation as gravity reclaimed me.

Aww Hell, I thought.

I crashed into the 4th floor balcony of the Peninsula hotel across from the ICC building rolling to try and lesson the impact. Groaning I felt blackness closing in on me and unconsciousness begining to take me until I heard Rebecca's voice as if under water.

"Alec get up, you have to get up. The police are on their way; we have to get moving."

With another groan I struggled to my hands and knees only to bite my lip to keep from screaming in pain. I had dislocated my right shoulder. Just great, what the hell else could go wrong. "I'm here just give me a minute I think I dislocated my shoulder."

" Worry about your boo boo later we need to leave now," came Shaun's sarcastic reply.

I was so going to punch him when I saw him.

"Alec make your way downstairs to the service exit and we'll pick you up," she said.

"On my way " I replied. I proceeded into the thankfully empty room I had crashed into and headed in to the bathroom. There I quickly used some towels to bind my arms and slow the bleeding. Next I used wash clothes to help bind my pant legs up by my knees, cut away my chute, put my pack on in front of me and covered myself with a robe. Next i wet my hair in the sink and check my disguise in the mirror. I admit it wasn't the greatest disguise but it would have to do. I exited the room and headed for the stairs. Contrary to popular belief if you want to remain unnoticed in a crowd you have to move slowly not sprint from cover to cover. Quick movements immediately draw the eye and I wanted to get out of this without drawing attention to myself.

Thankfully I made it out to the service entrance without incident where Rebecca held open the door to the SUV. Once inside Shaun drove off and we disappeared into the ever present Hong Kong traffic. I felt myself start to pass out as the nights event finally caught up to me. After the adrenaline dump my body was starting to shut down add to that, a dislocated shoulder, busted ribs and significant blood loss and my body was telling me it was time to go night, night. I dimly remember Rebecca's voice asking me if I was ok before the lights turned out.