Modern day Assassin {AC!Verse}

"I've got the mooohoooves like Jagger." She was moving her body to the music when Desmond spotted her. Gesturing to both Shaun and Rebbeca before moving over her. She spun around as he touched her. She was the same, down to the spot. To the green eyes, the slight scar beneath her left eye, the same smile, curiosity and anger flaring on her face. The moves, the grace. Not like Jagger. Like Chelsea Lingersheen.
"Chelsea" he breathed. He had to make sure that it wasn't the bleeding effect again. She tensed and stepped backwards.
"Who are you?" she asked. It was the same voice. He must be seeing ghosts again, but neither Shaun nor Rebecca had stopped him. "How do you know my name?"
"How?" Desmond asked. She felt like a living, breathing creature, looked like one. "How can you still be alive, Ezio-" Her eyes widened as she wanted to flee, but he quickly made the gesture -the ringfinger tucked away in the palm of his hand- and she seemed to calm down, crossing her arms as he grabbed her and pulled her with him, gesturing to his companions.
"Who are you?" she asked, frowning. "Aside from the fact you are assassins, obviously."
"I am Desmond Miles, ancestor from Ezio Auditore da Firenze. Are you Chelsea Lingersheen?" he asked. She shook her head and sat down on the curb.
"I am Chelsea Lingersheen the fourth. I guess you have mistaken me for the Original one, right? Ezio's friend?"
His world shattered.

"So you're an assassin too?" Desmond asked. She sat down and shook her head, her legs crossed. She was much smaller than any of them, a little petite brunette with big green eyes. Just like the original had been, agile, cunning and very able to hold a grudge.
"My parents were, I am supposed to be. It never suited me, though. Too free. I can't follow orders from some guy to kill somebody who might not have deserved it." She shrugged, looking innocently at them. Desmond knew that his hope had been foolish; how could the original have survived it all those years, without getting noticed? He was just a mere copy of Altair and Ezio himself right? He had hoped the Apple had given her new life, more life. Maybe, it would have done so to Leo too! Or even Ezio!
"And you guys?" she asked.
"I am the techie around here" Shaun said, shrugging. Rebecca pointed at the Animus.
"I work on the Baby, maintain it, love it and care for it. Desmond here is the only assassin." She nodded in thought, carefully pondering their words.
"That thing, what does it do?"
"It allows anybody to look into the lives of their ancestors through genetic memory" Rebecca explained.
"Could I try?" she asked curiously.