Desmond frowned as he looked at the two glowing figures before him, fighting each other as they both dragged skeletons from their ancient decrepit closets.

"She would sacrifice you -Sacrifice the world- for no other reason other to deny me vindication!" Juno looked to Desmond, her eyes filled with anger, almost as the entire concept made her ill.

"They will enslave your kind, Desmond!" Minerva pleaded with him, begging him to see reason. "Is this not why you fight? Is this not why you came here? To ensure more than just your race's future, but its freedom?"

Juno rounded to Minerva, scowling to those words."What future? What freedom? Billions dead and the whole cycle begun anew? This world has known nothing but heartache and horror since we left it."

"Our gift to them, and you'd see it all returned." Minerva said quietly, but for a single moment, Desmond saw what appeared to be a sign of... hope?

"Enough!" Desmond had enough of the squabbling between the two holographic future-like from the past women. He didn't have time for this and he needed to act.

Minerva closed her eyes, and yet Desmond felt something was off. "You must not do this."

Desmond shook his head, he knew what he needed to be done, but first he needed to ensure Minerva that they still had a future, even with Juno mucking around. "Whatever Juno's planning – however terrible it might seem today – we'll find a way to stop it, but the alternative, what you want... There's no hope there."

"If you free her – you'll be destroyed." Minerva said quietly, almost as she was going through the motions instead of trying to stop Desmond from making a horrible mistake.

"It will happen in an instant. There will be no pain."Juno held herself in front of Desmond, all but ignoring Minerva, a smile on her face to indicate that Desmond had made his decision. Desmond turn to Minerva, expecting her to say something, but all she did was give him a look, one that almost appeared pleased?

"It's done, Minerva. The decision's made." Desmond turned back to her, Juno standing by him with a look on her face that all but screamed that she has won.

Only for that look to be wiped off a millisecond later as she saw the peaceful expression on Minerva's face. "I understand, Desmond."

"Oh...?" Desmond expected more, but the look on Minerva's face threw him off. "Well... okay then. Uh... Dad! You need to go. All of you. Now. Get as far away from here as you can."

"Come with us. We'll find another way." William couldn't help it. His son was going to sacrifice himself for the world, and no one will ever know.

"There isn't time!" Desmond couldn't help but be annoyed that his father was attempting to be a father now. Still, it touched Desmond that his father still cared for him rather than just sending him out like a soldier.

"Son... "

"You know it's true. It's already started. I need to do this now. So go! GO!" Desmond turned around to walk to the pedestal, only to freeze up when he saw a man sitting on top of it. The reaction not going unnoticed as everyone else just caught sight of the man himself, their slack-jawed expressions evidently causing the man no end of amusement.

"Damien?" William blinked in confusion, staring at the brown sweater wearing man with utter surprise. "W-w-what are you doing here?! Get off of that!"

"Nice to see you too, Miles." Damien chuckled out loud.  William only scowled at his comment, only to raise an eyebrow as Juno got in his face.

"Get off of that!" Juno growled as the man only smiled and lean down to her.

"Make me." Damien chuckled at the look on her face, only to turn to Desmond walked up to him.

"Listen, we don’t have-" Desmond started, only for the man to scoop him up and swung him around.

"Des, my boy! Look how you grown! It’s been... what, eighteen years since I last saw you?" Damien exclaimed, turning to William with mock hurt on his face. "Miles, you finally found him! I could have thrown a big party and everything for him!"

Desmond shrugged the man off, a look of irritation on his face. "I don't have time for this. I have to activate the device so I-?!"

"Bah, no worries about that, my dear boy!" Damien exclaimed, grabbing Desmond by the shoulder and whirling him right around. "With a simple snap of my fingers, everything will be okay!"

William's eyes shot open, horror morphing on his face. "Wait, Desmond stop-"

*Snap*

Desmond’s eyes widened as the entire facility began to shake, sounds of ancient machinery moving and groaning as they began their task. Juno stared around her, her face filled with horror as information that only she could read passed her eyes, before she rounded on him.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!?" Juno screamed at Damien, who was waving his arms around as if he was conducting an orchestra.

"Me? Oh nothing much." Damien sang out as he waved his arm about. "Just bypassed a couple millennia of coded data and system links that you installed onto your prison to allow you freedom. Let me tell you, learning all that was such a pain in the rear if you ask me. Then again, it was all Minerva's idea."

Juno looked back to Minerva, her face filled with horror. "No..." she whispered at the small look of victory on Minerva's face.  "No that's impossible. You can not learn such details of our systems, even with the items we left behind! Your mind wouldn't be able to handle that kind of information, its touch is too much for a mere human!"

Damien stopped, looking back to Juno with an unsettling smile on his face. Juno's image took a step back, her eyes focused on Damien's own, which glowed with a sickly yellow light.

"What....what are you?" Juno whispered as Damien raised his hand.

"Me?" Damien smirked as he looked to Juno. "I'm plan B."

*Snap*

Desmond took a step back in surprise as Juno seemingly fell apart and the swirling lights that made up her form were sucked up by the glowing controls. Damien smiled as he turned around to the others, bowing to them in a extravagant manner.

"Dad... You know this guy?" Desmond whispered to his father, who only grimaced at the question.

"Yes. Unfortunately." William muttered. "His name is Damien Divisive, the last name should clue you in on how he functions with others."

"Miles, you wound me so!" Damien called out as he walked up to the group. "I didn't hear any complaints from you when it was my rear end in the line of fire while you and the other assassins escaped. Oh so great, Grand Master."

"You have a tendency for theatrics and explosives... more on the latter than the former." William deadpanned, which only caused Damien's smile to widen.

"Details, details..." Damien waved off before marching up to Minerva with a large smile on his face. "Well, the job is done, is it not?"

"What are-" Desmond started, but fell silent as Minerva gave a small smile and shook her head.

"Yes. It is. Although you could have left at any point for the last few centuries." Minerva answered, causing the entire room to mull over her words.

"The last..." Rebecca stared at Damien in utter shock. "Few centuries!"

Damien turned to the group, a frown on his face, as if he just remembered he wasn't alone in the temple. "Ah...right. Forgot you four... Hmm... how to say this, how to say this?"

Damien smiled as he snapped his finger, a sign with dozens of flashing neon lights appeared over head, only to shut off after a moment or two. "What the?! Stupid chaos, work with me a little here." Damien growled as he began to hit the sign above him before it flashed back on...

Before falling top of him.

"Discord?" Shaun blinked as he watched Damien struggled to get the sign off of him "What is that suppose to mean?"

"It is his name." Minerva answered, a small smile on her face as she watch the being struggle for a moment longer before she looked back. "My people have seen and created many things, but an extra dimensional being is a first for us. For whatever reason, the Nexus that allowed me to see our future showed him arriving on this world. I hid the results from Juno and Jupiter, given that the results shown an even higher chance of success than just you alone, Desmond. Still, a  being from beyond our universe arriving on this world is hard to take in, let alone understand. Neither would believe it and question all the results, but I believed it to be true. So I planned and waited. While trying to find ways to save this world, I created a device that would keep Discord here on this plane of existence."

"Yeah, you’re so lucky I don't really age all that much since I’m more attuned to my world instead of this one." The newly revealed Discord muttered, giving a popping sound with his neck before looking to Desmond. "Imagine my surprise when I was locked in this world thanks to her. I have own mission to get to, not this side quest you have me on-"

"And I apologize for that Discord, I truly am, but... would you have really stood by and watched the world be enslaved?" Minerva gave him a long look. "If not by the Templars, then Juno herself?"

"Don’t forget, I have another world I need to save from being enslaved," Discord waved her away as he walked through her to Desmond. "I‘ve been following your family line for a long time, Des. Let me tell you, your family is one stubborn group."

"Um... Thanks?" Desmond wasn’t sure how to take that, rubbing his neck at his statement.

"Either way, its done. I spent all this time on this world, and when I felt the barriers of the world once more, I found myself wanting to see this through to the end." Discord rolled his eyes, giving Desmond a big grin. "And your family is a real hoot to watch. Especially Edward Kenway and Ratonhnhaké:ton. Boy were those two rather brutal fighting, much more feral than Altair and Ezio’s subdued style. It’s amazing what a difference several pistols, a rope and knife, and a tomahawk can make..."

Desmond took a step back as Discord snapped his fingers and a familiar tomahawk, wrist bracers, and a pair of odd-looking swords with triggers on them appeared before him, floating in midair. "Make use of them. Ratonhnhaké:ton asked me to give his personal weapon to you on his deathbed as I performed his people's last rites for him. Ezio just told me to give you his bracers for the one called Desmond. As for Edward, he said an assassin of his line can make use of them. Sadly, I couldn't save him from his fate that night, but he seemed content with his death. Too bad about his son though, dropped the ball on that one."

Discord snapped his fingers, seemingly melting apart and reforming into his original appearance. Desmond took a step back in shock at it, along with everyone else sans Minerva. Discord waved his arm, causing the items moved to Desmond and secured themselves to him.

"Told them the truth about me, like I did with every ancestor of yours. Well, except Haythem, that would be a headache I just didn't want to deal with. The others though… they wanted you to succeed, even though they haven't had a clue of the meaning behind your very existence." Discord chuckled, a small frown grew on his face before he looked up in pure horror. “And-HEY LOOK OVER THERE!”

“Wha-”

Dark, acrid black smoke spouted from the area where Discord used to be, leaving Desmond coughing.

When the smoke cleared, he could still see Discord standing off in the distance, an exasperated expression on his face, a bag labeled “smoke bomb” in his grasp.

“...I swear, it usually works better than that!” Discord protested as he looked at the bag in claw. "Guarantee cover my hoof, bah! Anyways, before I go and return to my duties elsewhere. I leave one nasty surprise left for our dear Templar friends."

"What’s that?" Desmond coughed out as he cleared his chest.

"The world's spotlight," Discord smirked as he snapped his claw, a swirling colorful portal opening behind him. "And the Truth shall set them free! Goodbye Desmond, happy hunting."

Rebecca stared wide-eyed at the swirling mass before her laptop chirped up. She open it to read the notes, only for her jaw to drop at what she was seeing. "No way!"

"What? What is it?" Shaun blinked in surprise at Rebecca's shout.

"The Templars just found themselves being outed on a global scale! Within seconds, even!" Rebecca read the reports racing across the net. "Every dirty secret from now to the Middle Ages is being spread!"

"What?!" William shouted out in alarm, rounding back to Discord,  only to see him disappear through the portal. "What about-"

"Nothing about the Assassin Order, sir. Just Templars, and there is a ton of data backing each claim! Hell, there is a list of names of known Templars, even some we didn't even know were Templars!" Rebecca exclaimed as she went down the list. "Government, religious, scientific, almost anyone with influence within the Templar Order is being thrown under the spotlight! Along with their crimes in plain view."

Minerva smiled as she saw the group react in shock and awe, she was glad she didn't throw the results away. Discord knew what he was doing, he made sure to keep the Templars away from positions of power while gaining all information on them, but still made it seem like they were in control. The Templars would know first hand just how little control they actually had. Especially with their list of dealings being spread everywhere. They no longer had to contend with the Assassins alone.

William's phone rang, causing him to blink in surprise at the unknown number that his caller ID displayed. "Hello?"

"Is this the Grand Master of the Assassins?"

"Who is this? How did you get this number?!" William demanded as he clutched his phone.

"The President of the United States." The voice replied easily enough, causing William to pale instantly. "I have a need of your services. A man named Damien Divisive appeared in my office a week ago. Told me everything about what is going on. He said to look out for a sign of big changes and call this number. I believe you have seen the changes now."

"I do..." William answered, nerves on edge.

"I need your Order to clean house, so to speak. No repercussions. After all, who would go after you after all the evidence being thrown out. No doubt your Order is going to be busy in the next few weeks… Have to go, my daughters want me to see the planet wide Aurora Borealis. You have a good man on your side, Grand Master. A little looney, but a good man."

"Yeah..." William muttered quietly, watching as the portal closed with a pop. "A little looney..."

The Void

Discord drifted along the white expanses, ignoring the worlds nearby. Most realms tended to be similar to one another in most ways. Pocket universes, so to speak. There were few, if any differences between worlds. Most clustered near one another due their similarities, so it was wise to skip some worlds for the time being.

*grrrrrrrrr*

Discord blinked, putting a claw on his stomach in confusion. "Seriously? We just hang about for a couple of centuries and you want something now? Alright, just let me summon up-"

*GRRRRRRRRR*

Discord rolled his eyes at this, his stomach can be so picky at times. "Fine, let see here. How about this?"

Discord ripped open a portal, changing into his human form to blend in as he passed through.

Konohagakure

Discord stepped through, taking in that his entrance was hidden in a dark alley.

"Well, isn't that convenient." Discord mused out loud with a small chuckle. He took several steps towards the main street, stopping to take in the inhabitants of this world.

Humans? Check.

Common clothes? Big uncheck.

Discord closed his eyes, his brown sweater and pants melting away and reforming into a comfortable shirt and shorts similar to the humans milling about, combinations of one or two that seemed the same gender, but with a different color scheme and variations of his own. Discord smirked, donning a pair of sunglasses as he stepped out into the crowd and blended within, confident that he remain unseen. A familiar scent drifted past his nose and he immediately turn to find the source of the delicious scent.

Ramen. Oh Goodness check!

Discord made his way through the crowd, unaware of the various eyes following him.

Hokage's Office

The young man pen his name on the scroll, his crystal blue eyes filled with mirth as he looked at the seal he placed at the corner of the document.

"Hope Mei doesn't mind the late gift I sent her. Then again, she always liked Hinata's honeyed rice balls." The man chuckled out loud, summoning a small toad and handed him the scroll. "Can you take this to Mei Terumī?"

"Got it boss!" The toad croaked out, saluting before vanishing from sight.

"Yes, sensei?" The man said out loud, not even looking at the man’s direction as he appeared from the wall. The ninja chuckled a bit, his smile hidden by his mask.

"Mah, still calling me your sensei, even though you are my boss now, Hokage. Or do you still prefer to be called Naruto?"

"Doesn’t change the fact you trained me, Kakashi. Nor do I mind you calling me that." Naruto chuckled, looking to the man. "What’s up?"

Kakashi single eye narrowed, showing Naruto the serious nature of his visit. "We have an intruder within the walls. We still trying to figure out how he got through without setting off your seals."

"I see." Naruto stood up to his full height, which now rivaled his former sensei.

"Do you want me to send out the ANBU, Hokage?" Kakashi bowed as he awaited for the answer.

"Where is he now?" Naruto asked as he looked over the city.

"He is heading towards Ichiraku's."

Naruto blinked once before raising his brow and looking back at Kakashi to see if he was joking. He was not. "Eh, its almost time for my lunch break too. I'll head out to find something to eat. Want to come, Sensei?"

Kakashi only nodded his head once, his eye filled with amusement at Naruto. "Only if you are paying."

"Eh! Don’t be like that, it can be like old times again!"

"I remember being broke after taking you to Ichiraku."

"Oi! I'm your boss! You pay!"

"I’ll tell Hinata you are going to Ichiraku against her wishes."

"You don't play fair, sensei. Ratting me out with my wife." Naruto deadpanned before grabbing his iconic cloak and jumped onto the window sill. "Alright, lets go then. I might get something to eat before we start our questioning."

“I can only hope he doesn’t share your appetite.” Kakashi sighed as he made to follow.