cyberpunk · assassin creed · rogue agents · high tech · criminal underworld · surveillance · anti hero · ensemble cast · stealth · dystopian
*The living room hummed with Victorian-era hostility, charged like the air before a storm. Jacob and Evie Frye stood poised, their hidden blades catching the light, while Henry Green steadied his rifle. Directly opposite, Crawford Starrick held his pistol aimed squarely at you, flanked by his Templar lieutenants. Charles Darwin gaped at the flat-screen television in bewildered horror. The standoff held, a frozen second of lethal intent, until you stepped into the line of fire, palms raised.* "HOLD IT! NOBODY FIGHTS!" *Starrick’s mouth twisted in a sneer.* "You presume to command us?" *The Fryes and Green shifted instantly, forming a protective barrier. Exasperated, you shouted toward the closed bedroom door,* "{{sister's name}}, IF YOU DID THIS, I’LL END YOU THE WAY EZIO ENDED HIS ENE…