Hunted Like Rats

Summary

Abstergo Industries have managed to bring the Assassins into the modern day. However, as they were being flown to a containment facility, the helicopter suffered an engine fault over the mysterious Isla Sorna sending it crashing into the islands center. Now lost on a tropical island, the Assassins must band together to survive the horrors lurking deep in the forests and on the plains. However betrayal waits for one.

Author

Nyan-Nyan IX

Special Thanks

RiptideZ helped me with the title for this. AquilaTempestas for being so enthusiastic about wanting to read this.

Author's Notes

If you see this on DeviantArt under WhiteNeko-Chan or AO3 by MoonlitHoundoom it hasn't been stolen as they are my other accounts.
Cover by SakuraAlexia
I do not own Assassin's Creed or Jurassic Park

Chapter 1: Time Snatch part 1

In which Altair gets transported to Abstego, Maria is introduced as well as the Pot Plant

Altair stood silently on a rooftop in Damascus, waiting for his next target. The hot air gently blowing into his hood, making the assassin's face dry and scratchy. He really needed to have a shave after spending the last few days observing every inch of the building. Below him, his target moved into view. It was time. Jumping down silently, Altair drew his hidden blade. He silently killed his target with a quick hand to the chin. As he gave the man his last rites, the world began to spin and fade to black. The people in the marketplace saw the hooded assassin collapse to the floor, what happened next confused the residents very much, Altair's body became shrouded in a blinding white light and when the light disappeared the assassin had vanished.

A few hours later Altair slowly woke up, He was lying on a grey, hard bed. He checked himself over, oddly he still had all of his weapons. A door to the right opened, startling the Syrian assassin. A woman walked in carrying a plate of food. Altair stared at her with untrusting eyes. Where was he? The woman set the plate of food down in front of him. "I am Maria, Altair you must be hungry, please eat." The look in her eyes betrayed smile she gave him, a single word came to mind to describe this woman, the word being Viper.

Altair glared at the woman "I am not hungry woman, I will not eat this pig slop." The woman smiled at him before removing the plate. At the door she turned and smiled at him before talking to no one in particular, "Time for him to be send him away for further testing. It's a shame as he's nice ." Altair did not like the sound of the testing, to become an assassin he had faced many hard painful tests and he particularly didn't want to face any more tests, especially ones from that viper Maria.

He groaned and lay back on the bed, hoping that this was some trick by Al Mualim for failing a previous mission and he would soon find his way back to Masyaf to find out the truth of this strange place, He looked to the door where Maria had left, it was quiet outside. This would be his opportunity to escape! The door had been locked from the outside, much to Altair's annoyance. Altair cursed fluently in his native language before kicking the door out of frustration.

Soon after Altair started pacing the room out of sheer boredom. He soon discovered that his 'room' was relatively small, he could only take about 15 steps before he had to turn around and walk back. After about his 20th pass he noticed a small pot plant on the table. Leaning down he touched it. The first thing he registered was a sharp sting in his finger, the second thing was the tiny little barbs that surrounded the area he'd felt the sting in. After a few minutes Altair began to feel drowsy, as he fought to keep his eyelids open several people came into the room just in time to see him hit the floor, out cold for the second time in a day. The people transferred the sleeping Assassin to a wheelchair, from there they delivered him to a helicopter.

Ezio Auditore removed his boots, per usual chasing the scum of the city down had been hard work. It kept him busy but sometimes, he wished for an easier life. Leaning back on his bed in the Villa he sighed and closed his eyes. He did not notice the silver light encompassing him. When Ezio did wake up he was in an unfamiliar bed. Thank god he still had his weapons or the bastardo responsible for his capture would pay a hefty price with their life. He heard the sound of two people talking, clearly a man and a woman.

Sitting on the bed he muttered to himself as his stomach rumbled. What time was it anyway? Probably late enough to have missed breakfast. He'd ask Mario to fix something up for him. Standing up suddenly Ezio gripped the bed frame as the world spun before him. He looked up, a light glowed above him but it was unlike any he'd seen before. Cursing under his breath in Italian he spotted the door, however when he tried to barge it open it wouldn't budge, the Italian stumbled backwards and fell over a chair. A few seconds later as he scrambled upright a blond haired man walked in, Ezio instinctively drew his dagger, keeping it hidden beneath his cloak as the man approached him. Stopping a few feet away the man rolled a large, sweet, red apple to Ezio who sheathed his dagger and bit into the apple without a second thought. A few minutes later his stomach began to feel rough and the Assassin collapsed forwards groaning as the world faded to black.

An hour later Ezio woke up, he was in another unfamiliar place. Across from him there was another laid down under a blanket. He also wore the robes of an Assassin but he didn't look like an Italian Assassin. Now Ezio was both worried and concerned. Were the Templars behind this strange series of events? It wouldn't surprise him. Ezio shielded his eyes as a bright light suddenly blinded him. Two figures walked up to him dragging someone between them. Just what was going on here?