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AlexDes: Tutor chap.1CHAPTER ONE
The class went for their seats frantically as the bell rang. The third graders sat in their small groups and waited patiently. A few seconds passed and their teacher stepped in. "Good morning class," said the soothing voice.
"Good morning Mr. Miles!" They all shouted.
Mr. Miles turned on his heels and looked at the class. Everyone was accounted for, once again. He smiled and put a check on his clipboard. He still had to take attendance though. A few minutes passed and he smiled as he scanned down the clipboard.
"Ace Mercer?" he asked.
A hand shot up and a grin with one tooth in the front missing. "Right here Mr. Miles!"
Desmond smiled at the young boy and waved. "And how are you today Ace?" he asked putting a small checkmark next to his name.
"Yesterday I went to work with my daddy, after school! And I saw him make blue and pink out of chemicals!"
Desmond looked up and smiled. "Well what was he doing with those colors do you know?" Desmond asked looking up and sa
AlexDes Highschool pt.1Desmond Miles burst though the door of his History class. "Mr. Miles, you are fifteen minutes late!" Shouted his teacher Mr. Malik.
"I'm sorry, sir."
The historian and engineer teacher sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Take you seat, Mr. Miles."
"Yes sir " he mumbled.
He took his seat next to his friends Rebecca Crane and Shaun Hastings. "Second time this week, Desmond, and its only Thursday," Rebecca teased.
Desmond sighed. "Ezio and Altiar have me cramming for something called the Brotherhood, I think it's a family thing."
Shaun shrugged. "Well all you missed was the fascinating history of The Cold War, mostly just America's part."
"You three, quiet."
"Yes, sir," all three of them said at once.
"That's your homework for the night, get it done of detention for all of you."
The students just mumbled knowing that groaning would only get them either more homework or a check on their term work. "Mr. Miles, may I talk to you?" Mr. Malik asked.
Shaun and Rebecca raised an eye
Romantic? AlexDesAlex Mercer slid his tongue into Desmond's mouth. He heard the moan from his action and began to swirl. The younger man moaned once again but pushed him away this time. "What's wrong?" Alex asked raising an eyebrow.
Desmond wiped his lower lip and blushed. "I'm sick of this."
"Sick of what?" Alex asked annoyed.
Desmond stood up and put his pants back on. "All you want to do is make out, and have sex in this small ass apartment," he said back to him.
Alex sighed and slid his hand though his curly hair. "Man, your like a women I swear to god "
Desmond crossed his arms and grabbed his backpack. "Maybe you should get a women then."
Alex sighed. "Desmond, come on."
Before he could say anything else, Desmond was already out the door. "GOD!" his biomass began to transform and he smashed his wall.
Desmond sighed as he closed the door to the large apartment building. He shoved his hands in his pockets and started walking to his own apartment. He did love Alex, but all it felt like was
AlexDes Highschool pt.4Altair sighed and looked over the menu. "Could you at least try to look happy," Malik asked.
The great assassin sat back in his chair and glared at the menu. "Well at least he actually picked a decent restaurant."
Altair refused to go out half the time, and when he wanted Malik didn't. He was the stubborn type. Malik sighed though. "The Olive Gardens pretty nice."
Altair nodded. Then set down his menu. "Okay I'll just get Panini...thanks for asking me to come "
Malik smiled. Maybe this would be a pleasant evening.
Desmond sat on the couch next to Rebecca and Shaun. Alex was in the kitchen helping Ezio cook. "Is Lucy coming?" Desmond asked curled up in a blanket. "Yeah, but she has a meeting to go to first then she'll be right over," Rebecca responded.
Desmond nodded and snuggled deeper into the couch. "Dinners almost ready," Ezio called. "Desmond, this man can cook!"
Alex then came around and set eight plates out. It looked like spaghetti and fried chicken. "Your friend, Alex
The Shape of an Assassin 2I climbed up the stairs quite fast. I wanted to get some fresh air fast. I had to kill some Infected or Blackwatch people if possible both to calm myself down a bit. The Virus was moving around and calling for blood so much it was almost painful. I have to admit I also wanted to get away from that 17 guy. Problem is, when I opened the door to the roof, guess who I found on the other side of it? Of course, it had to be Desmond.
At the instant I saw him, the Virus roamed even faster in me, goaded by my exacerbated anger. But then again, I didn't go on killing him right away. Something was weird with him. He was sat on the roof's side, his legs dangling over the empty air and the street far under him. He was looking at the concrete many floors below, his right hand tracing something on his left forearm. I didn't take long for me to figure out, and now I know: he's trying to kill himself.
Before I can think this through, I turn my arm into my Whipfist and stretch out to catch
The Shape of an Assassin 1I never expected to end up like this when I joined. Being a double agent, of course, can be pretty hard at times. But to end up like that? No matter my imagination, I'd never have been able to see it coming. At first, I thought these powers were a malediction. Now, though, I can't say for sure anymore. If I can keep my mind clear and my instincts under control, will I be able to help our cause? I hope I will. But an enormous work waits ahead still.
Lucy sent me an e-mail something like - what - a month ago, telling me to prepare. Or, more likely, Dana received it. I'm not really the "sit and prepare" type. She receives the HQ's orders and I fulfill them. That suits us two just fine.
As for the e-mail, it was telling me and Dana to prepare for the arrival of the team. Somehow, that new guy they'd been working with had had a lot of ancestors knowing where fragments of Eden were. So, we had to stay alert. We got an update recently telling us about an ancestor of this newbie that had been
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