Madfie1246

The light from the baking sun smashed through your eyes and kicked at your head, worsening your already splitting headache. You squinted, feeling yourself sway slightly, like a blade of grass in a summer breeze. There was no breeze today though; the air was stubbornly humid, standing stock-still. Regardless, you held yourself in a formal salute with the other cadets, refusing to show weakness. Not today. Though already more than qualified, to ensure every member was in top fighting condition, it was required of everyone in the Recon Corps to complete thrice a year, a day long... assault course, that was the best word to describe it. A fiftee

"Mio dio, (y/n) !" Maria exclaims. You coughed the whole day you were cleaning the Villa in Monteriggioni. Somehow you caught a cold in the middle of summer, in Italy. Fate seems to love you. "Everything's fine.." You rasp. Maria takes the broom out of your hand and leads you to sit on the bench in front of the door. She places her cold hand against your forehead. Cold compared to your burning skin. "(y/n)...You are burning up. I guess you caught my cold." As a maid, you are supposed to look after her, even if it means to get sick yourself. "I said I'm-" Heavy coughing cuts you off. "..fine..." You grumble. "I can't lose my job because of

~~~Author's Note: Now that today marks the day of my official Spring Break, I happily wrote this. I know you guys have been dying for a humor fic from me so I shall treat you!~~~ "You really shouldn't shouldn't touch that." Warily you watched your boyfriend touch the random utensils and vials of the lab you broke into. Normally you wouldn't have cared what he was doing but this mission was extremely important. Someone in the government was trying to forcibly make humans into mutants! In order to prevent more people from dying due to this madman, Professor X politely asked you and Wade to infiltrate their lab and grab the serum. As you look

It was the end of another day at the assassin headquarters, and Ezio had just come in from training, bragging to the others about something or other. You rolled your eyes, muttering something containing the word "show-off". He noticed, coming over to where you leaned against the wall and planting a hand next to your head. "Do you doubt my skill, signorina?" He said, his voice low and smooth. He must think he's something else, flirting so shamelessly with a girl like you. He did so embarrassingly often, and you completely ignored him each time. You planned to do the same again, turning your head away as you scoffed. But he was having none of

Part Three: Winter Winds And my head told my heart "Let love grow", but my heart told my head "This time no". ~ It was at least a week since you last saw Connor, which you expected. You simply went through the motions at your shop. Though when Connor had worked with you, it had made you realize how much easier life would be if you had someone to help you with work. In order to be able to actually hire someone you had to raise the price of your services, mainly on those who could afford the price raise. Those who didn't have enough money to pay, you kept the prices the same low price. For even the occasional few who couldn't even afford to

Part Two: Are We More Than Friends? ~ You slightly blacked out as Altair carried you to the doctor for help with your injuries. Then you woke back up as you heard the doctor say something about needing to reset a bone in your leg to Altair. Reset a bone? That means your leg was broken. Great. Now you have one more reason to murder the man. Then, you passed back out, though you tried to stay awake. But when you woke up this time, it wasn’t to talking, it was to a sharp, torturous pain in your leg, making you jerk awake. You couldn’t speak or even think clearly. All you could feel was pain and you screamed from it, it being unbea

Midnight Romance ~ Your hands are tough, but they're where mine belong" You groaned and stretched, your body soar from bruises and nonstop, tough training. Everything ached. Everything. You rolled your neck a few times and rolled your shoulders, trying to ease yourself of this discomfort. You groaned in annoyance as your attempts to relieve yourself failed and you plopped down onto a large pile of pillows. You sighed and dropped your head back, only to raise your eyebrows in wonder. From your upside down vision you saw Altair on the set of pillows behind you, completely passed out, his face exhaustion itself. That's when you got the great

Family Matters ~ Ezio Ezio gently held your hand and smiled at you. You gave a soft smile in return and a shaky breath, squeezing Ezio's hand. He rose his eyebrow and gave an entertained smirk. "Are you nervous amore?" he chuckled, you rolling your eyes in irritation. "Don't be stupid." you mumbled softly, turning your head away from him, causing Ezio to chuckle more as if this is a joke. Which it wasn't to you, but with his attitude it no doubt was. "You are being exactly that!" he laughed, you giving him a sharp look before pulling your hand away from his. "No, no, no (y/n) do not be upset. I am simply teasing!" he cooed, pulling you c

Connor X Reader From the very beginning, you knew that something bad was going to happen that day. You could feel it. Maybe you got this sensation because since the start of the week it had been raining almost non-stop. As if to foreshadow what was about to happen, the skies turned from their normal baby blue to dark, angry greys. Occasionally, there would be a half hour or so where the rain would cease. That was the perfect opportunity for you to leave the Homestead and venture out toward the meeting that was about to be held. A Templar meeting. You changed out of your normal attire, which consisted of the traditional assassin’s ro

 (Y/N) Your name Altair x Reader First born. It was two years after your wedding to Altair Ibn-La'Ahad. And about eight months after you had realised you were pregnant. Now here you were being lead to your room with Altair holding your hand, you had began experiencing a lot of pain, and according to a few of the older women you knew, you may very well be going into labour. "Aghhh." You gasped as another wave of pain came over you. "(Y/N) are you alright?" Altair asked nervously. You only nodded. He quickly opened your bedroom door and lead you to the bed. You breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the softness beneath your body. "I think I sho