An Assassin's Trust

Summary: Achilles adopted daughter, Beth, is one of the best Assassin he's trained, but her past is dark, so dark neither of them will talk about it. Now, Connor, Achilles' new Assassin – in – training works with Beth but in order to trust her, he wants to know her past. Will she be willing to reveal her past so easily to him? Can he prove to Beth that he can be trusted? Eventually Connor X OC.

Rating: T.

Chapter One: Boston

A/N: Hi! I've been wanted to write and Assassin's Creed FanFiction for a while but didn't know where to start. This is my first Assassin's Creed FanFiction and some help would be great. It would be nice if you could tell me what you think and maybe give me some constructive criticism. I don't own anything, only my OC.

I'm sorry this chapter's so short. Hopefully I'll have more to write in the next chapter's.

~ LadyRavenOfTheNight

Beth woke to the sound of her bedroom door opening and footsteps and a cane entering. "Bethany?" she heard the man call her name. "Yes, Achilles?" Beth replied. "Good, I didn't wake you" said Achilles, leaning on his cane. Beth rolled her eyes at the man as she swung her legs off the side her bed. "What do you need, Achilles?" Beth asked. "I need you to deliver a letter to Sam Adams" Achilles said walking towards the door, leaving the teenage girl to get dressed. "But Sam's in Boston, that'll take me nearly a week" Beth called after Achilles. "I'll see you when you get back" Achilles smirked and shut the door behind him.

Beth sighed and stood up. She exchanged her sleeping shirt that fell to her thighs with tight black trousers, a white shirt, black boots and her assassin cloak. A thick black belt with the brother hood symbol hung around her waist. She then pulled on a pair of black, leather, fingerless gloves. She arranged her weapons and then left her room. She picked up the letter Achilles left on his desk for the stables to begin her journey to Boston.

Beth finished her business in Boston and was just fixing her horse for the journey, "You be careful Beth, those Red Coats are everywhere" Sam said, standing beside Beth. "Thanks Sam, it was good seeing you. I hope to see you again soon" Beth said, giving the man a hug. She then got on her horse, waved good bye to Sam and headed home.

Beth was in the frontier nearing the homestead when an arrow was shot at her, catching her off guard. She pulled the reigns and the horse skidded to a halt. She looked in the direction the arrow came from to see three Red Coats coming towards her. "Shit" Beth swore loudly, mentally slapping herself for being caught off guard. She turned and the horse galloped towards the Red Coats. Beth drew her sword and sliced the first two Red Coats across the chest. The third Red Coat was quite large and carried a war hammer, which he swung, knocking Beth from her horse. She rolled the stood up as quickly as she could. The Red Coat swung his hammer again and Beth blocked him and countered the strike sending the Red Coat back against a tree. The Red Coat regained his footing quickly and threw his hammer at Beth. She didn't have any time to dodge and the hammer hit her in the stomach, sending her to the ground. Beth looked up at the Red Coat from where she sat on the ground. He tried to walk towards Beth, but didn't make it very far. An arrow came out from the trees, landing in the Red Coat's neck. His eyes widened and he fell to the ground.

Beth looked around to see who helped her. Leaves rustled and a tall boy who looked Beth's age stepped out of the tree line. He had long dark hair and dark Native skin. He's must be from one of the Native tribes around here, Beth thought. He sheathed his bow and stepped towards Beth. "Are you alright?" he asked, extending a hand towards Beth. She took it and thanked him. "Yeah, thanks for the help" she said brushing down her clothes. She hissed as her hand past over her stomach. "Are you hurt?" he asked. "Nothing a few days of rest won't heal" Beth smiled weakly, wiping blood from her lip. "Nice shot, by the way" she said. "Thank You" said the boy, eyeing Beth. "Well, thanks again for your help. I might see you around again sometime" said Beth, mounting her horse. The boy waved and Beth headed towards the Homestead, sure to reach the manor late.