Here's the first chapter of the rewrite of my crossover story, Assassin's Creed Awakening, retitled Assassin's Creed Outlaw. Why the name change? Well, there's already a book called Assassin's Creed Awakening, so I don't really have much of a choice. But, anyway, here's the first chapter of Assassin's Creed Outlaw.

It was a new day in the Loud house. In the linen closet-turned bedroom at the end of the hall slept Lincoln Loud, the sole boy of the Loud family. If he had told you he had ten sisters, you'd probably think he was crazy. What was probably just as crazy was that this boy had white hair which no one, not even his parents, could explain. Well, at least it made him unique… physically speaking.

The white-haired teen awoke with a yawn and stretch of his arms. Looking at the clock, he saw that he had a good hour before he had to get ready for school. Lincoln hopped out of bed, exited his room and made his way down the hall to do his brush his teeth and do his business. Coming back, he put on his clothes. Instead of the orange polo shirt he wore in his younger years, the seventeen-year-old now wore an orange jacket with a black t-shirt underneath.

"Out of my way, Stinkoln!" his athletic older sister, Lynn said, shoving him out of the way as she ran downstairs.

"Ugh…" Lincoln groaned under his breath.

It was in that moment that his other sisters ran down the stairs as well. Lincoln rolled his eyes. Upon entering the dining room, he saw his sisters grazing down on bacon, eggs and toast. However, he saw that there wasn't any left for him. He couldn't say that he was shocked though. Like most things around here, breakfast was a first come, first serve kind of thing. You'd have to get up early and be fast to get the good stuff.

"Hey, Lincoln" He heard his mother's voice call him.

Turning his attention to her, he saw her patting the seat next to her on the left. Lincoln approached and sat down next to her. Unlike their daughters, Rita and Lynn Sr. were eating pancakes, four each. Rita, however, gave half of hers to Lincoln, placing them on his plate. She then poured syrup upon the pancakes, making the teen smile. Rita planted a kiss upon his forehead and they dug into their breakfast.

In this moment, glanced at each of his sisters. He thought back to the video contest. It made him remember the talents each of sisters possessed. It made him wonder…

What was he good at?

After School…

School was the same as it had always been. A few tests here, some gym class there. It was all routine. Clyde had offered to walk home with him until the part where they usually parted ways. Normally they did, but Lincoln had to refuse this time, saying that he needed the time to think. He was thinking about his sister's talents, what they were good at.

Lori was good at golf. She even managed to join the junior varsity team her freshman year. From what heard from the others, no one else in the history of Royal Woods High had managed to that. If she could do that then chances are, she'd eventually get to go pro. She got to go to college thanks to her golfing scholarship, so that's something.

Leni was a fashionista, always knowing what looked good with what and what went with what occasion. She had a job at a clothing store, so that made good use of her skills. Not to mention she was good at woodworking, a skill that she clearly inherited from their mother. And lockpicking, apparently. Granted, those last two were only used once, but that was beside the point.

Luna didn't really need much introduction. She was a rocker in both body and soul. After high school, she went on tour with her band. With enough hard work and a ton of gigs, she could be the next female Mick Swagger.

Luan… she was comedian and prankster. Simple as that.

Lynn, as stated before, was an athlete. Sure, she had a one percent chance of going pro with any sport she did, but she was nothing if not determined. Plus, her competitive nature would probably land her that spot, no problem.

Lucy was good at poetry. She mainly wrote about death, darkness and misery, but that's a goth for you. It's all doom and gloom for them. The girl also had her own funeral service, so she could always make business out of that as a backup plan.

As for the twins. Lana might grow up to be a mechanic, while Lola might grow up too be a pageant queen. The latter might also end up as a trophy wife.

Lisa had a knack for math and science.

And Lily… well, she liked dinosaurs. Name any dinosaur and the kid could tell you its scientific name what era its from. Not to mention what part of the world it lived in and where its fossil remains were dug up. This was thanks to all the dinosaur documentaries she watched, like Walking with Dinosaurs, Prehistoric Planet (which was a kid friendly version of the previous thing), and Prehistoric Park. That was just to name a few. Lincoln could see her growing up to be a paleontologist when she grew up.

What was Lincoln good at though? Seventeen and he still didn't know what to do with his life. He was good at coming up with plans on the fly, but that was more of a trait than a skill. He was decent at magic, but that was more of a hobby than a his life's purpose. This kind of stuff had really made him think.

These thoughts though had been cut short when he the hairs on the back of his neck tingle. For some reason, he could feel an ominous presence nearby. It was as if someone were following him, watching his every step. Lincoln looked over his shoulder, only to find that no one was there. The white-haired boy sighed under his breath.

Lincoln continued his walk home. However, that tingling feeling returned as quickly as it left. It really felt like someone were watching him. This feeling made Lincoln run, run right into an alleyway. It was more impulsive than rational. This, however, led him to a dead end.

Looking to his right, he saw a dumpster while above that was a fire escape. Lincoln ran towards the dumpster, hopping on top of it which allowed him to climb the fire escape. The white-haired teen climbed until he reached the top of the fire escape, near the roof of the building, running on instinct alone. He gazed at the building across from him, seeing window sills that led to the rooftop. Looking down, he saw that he pretty high up.

"If this doesn't work, I am SO dead!" Lincoln muttered.

Lincoln swallowed the lump in his throat, beads of sweat running down the side of his face as his heart raced. He inhaled deeply through his nose, and then exhaled through his mouth, calming his nerves. Lincoln pushed himself off the railing, momentarily leaping through the air with his body stretched out. To his luck, he actually managed to grab the sill of one of the windows. He sighed with relief.

Lincoln then hoisted himself up and climbed the window he was latched on to, as well as the one above it. He hoisted himself up again, bringing himself to the roof of the building.

"Phew! I can't believe that actually worked" Lincoln said as he dusted himself off. He looked around and, again, saw no one around. "Huh. I guess no one was stalking me after all" he said to himself. "Strange. I could've sworn I saw someone in a—"

Lincoln was cut off midsentence by someone tackling him to the floor. The boy found himself lying on his back. Opening his eyes, he saw a man kneeling over him. The man was dressed in a black, hooded robe with red trims. He noticed that the hood had pointed tip to it, obscuring the upper half of the man's face. A smile formed across the man's face as Lincoln felt something cold, sharp and metallic press against his neck. Gazing down, he saw a blade that had protruded from the man's wrist.

Lincoln's pupils shrunk to the size of pins, his breathing and heartrate increasing. This was it, the moment where he'd die. He never got to find that thing that differentiated him from his sisters. He would never get married and have kids. Hell, he never even had a girlfriend. He kissed Ronnie Anne once when they were kids, but that didn't make her his girlfriend and even then, she had moved to the city with her family. Lincoln then gazed into the eyes of his executioner.

"Lincoln Loud, I presume?" the man asked. Lincoln could only respond with a fearful nod. "Excellent"

Lincoln was caught off guard when the man removed the blade from his neck, retracting it into his bracer. The man stood up, a friendlier smile upon his face. Lincoln looked at him.

"Who are you? And how do you know my name?" the white-haired teen asked with confusion as he stood up, dusting himself off once again.

"The name's Connor" the man introduced himself. "We've been watching you from afar and we know a lot about you" Connor said, somewhat answering his other question.

"Such as?" Lincoln raised an eyebrow.

"That you have ten sisters, two of which have moved out" Connor replied, referring to Lori and Luna. "You have several friends, with half of them being girls. And your luck with women… Well, I've seen worse" he added, making Lincoln blush a little.

"You could've just left it at the ten sisters thing…" Lincoln muttered. "So… what is it that you want from me? It looked like you were going to kill me back there"

"Here, take this" Connor pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Lincoln. "If you're really curious, come to that location tomorrow morning" he said as he began to walk towards one of the edges of the roof.

"Hm…" Lincoln looked at the paper curiously. "Can you at least tell me how—" Lincoln began, stopping midsentence when he realized the man was nowhere to be seen. "Damn it…" he muttered.

The Loud House…

"And done!" Lincoln said, finishing up his math homework. "Ok, that's all of my homework finished. Now I can relax and enjoy the weekend" he said to himself as he leaned back in his chair with his hands behind his head.

"Hey, Linky" the white-haired teen was greeted by his youngest sister at his door. "Want to play dinosaurs with me? Everyone else either doesn't want to or doesn't have the time" she said with a small pout.

"Sure, Lily" Lincoln replied with a smile. He then got on the floor, sitting Indian style as his sister approached with two toy dinosaurs in her hands.

"Here, you can be T-Rex" the seven-year-old handed him the carnivorous reptile. "And I'll be Triceratops" she held the three horned, plant eating reptile in her hand.

Lincoln chuckled at his sister's cuteness. The duo pretended that they were dinosaurs in a fight between predator and prey. It alternated between Lincoln's T-Rex biting Lily's Triceratops, and Lily's Triceratops impaling Lincoln's T-Rex in various places with a its horns.

"Kids, dinner!" they heard their mother call from downstairs, putting an end to their fun.

"You go ahead. I'll catch up" Lincoln told his little sister.

Lily gave a nod and stood up before heading downstairs for dinner with the rest of her family. This left Lincoln alone in his room. The teenage boy then pulled out the now crumbled piece of paper handed to him by Connor. He looked the location. Just what was this all about? More importantly, what could these people want with him? Lincoln figured that the only way to find out would be to go there tomorrow morning and see what's up. Who knows? Maybe whatever's there could lead to him finding his purpose in life.

He was unaware of it, but tomorrow would be the day that Lincoln's life was about to change.

Alright, that's the end of the first chapter of this rewritten story. Yeah, I made Lincoln seventeen in this version because the more I thought about it, the more I realized that, even fully trained, an eleven-year-old assassin can't do much a full-grown adult. That and, unless it's an aerial assassination, Lincoln wouldn't be able to stab anyone in the neck or slit their throat with an eleven-year-old body. I mean, he probably could, but probably wouldn't be as cool. Besides, seventeen is around the age most assassins learn about the brotherhood anyway.

This version of the first chapter remained more or less the same with a few minor differences here and there. Any ideas on how to make this version different from the original, let me know.

I guess since he's seventeen in this version, there won't be any rewrites of actual episodes from the show. Unless I do one of those Déjà vu/repeat/history repeats itself type of thing like they did on South Park. I mean, if you have any ideas regarding that, let me know in a review or send me a private message.

If you have any ideas regarding the next chapter or future chapters, let me know in a review or send me a message.

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