A.N

OKAY! So, this is set when Ratonhnhake:ton ( I know there's an accent over the E but my keyboard doesn't have it :\ ) is a child. So I'd say he's about 9 and Lakota (my OC) is the same. They are both speaking their native language but as I don't speak it then it's written in English! Also, I know she's a bit young to be hunting but I'll explain why in the next chapter. It's a little rushed and not the best so I could get into a part that isn't in the game...if that makes sense? Any questions, feel free to ask! ^.^

Disclaimer!

I do not own anything affiliated with Assassins Creed, nor any of the characters except for any of my original characters in this story!

BEGIN!

The lone doe innocently nibbled on the dewy grass below, unsuspecting of the huntress in the tree above her. The silent killer pulled an arrow into place on her bow and aimed true at the deer's heart and released, strike! A clean kill, sure the pelt wouldn't be as perfect but she could feed herself and her Mother for a while now. She slowly dismounted gracefully from the tree. Crouching lower, she placed her weapon on the grass and skimmed her finger tips along the deer's hind leg, up its rib cage and rested her hand where her arrow had struck.

"Thank you, kind spirits, for the life bestowed upon me through this doe. Her energy will not be wasted."

And with a sharp but delicate movement, she plucked the arrow from the deer's hide. She slipped her right hand underneath the cloth covering her body and withdrew a blade with a carved wooden handle in the shape of a wolf's head. She breathed in deeply and brought the knife to the deer and quickly pulled hide and meat from the carcass and left the undesirables to the wolves. Sheathing the fresh meat in a thin bag strung over the girl's shoulder she gathered her weapons and arranged them neatly around her body, freeing her arms and legs so she could climb the trees once more in case her meat attracted the attention of a bear or wild cat. She reached a comfortable perch in the nearby tree and looked to her left; she bounced and leapt from branch to branch until she came to an abrupt stop. Only, her body never truly stopped as another body smacked into the back of her and knocked her from her tree. Landing in a pile of branches and decomposing leaves she growled deeply. A hand latched on to hers and pulled her from the compost and pulled twigs from her hair.

"Lakota! I am deeply sorry!"

"Ratonhnhake:ton..." she growled.

"I am sorry Lakota! I did not mean to, I was only-

"What were you doing following me?!"

"...I was learning." He stated softly, turning his head down and covering his face with his soft raven hair.

Learning? She thought.

"Learning what?" she demanded.

"How to hunt as silently as you do"

Lakota stepped back, feeling strangely warm but uncomfortable at his compliment.

"You're a natural huntress, it's in the way you move." He continued.

A red tint glowed under Lakota's tanned skin as she bowed her head in turn to hide behind her soft raven hair.

"Thank you Ratonhnhake:ton, but next time-"
He leaned forward in excitement to see if she would propose they go hunting together some time.
She grabbed his throat and pulled him close to her face.

"Do not follow me." She spat, letting go of his face.

She left him there that day, next to the pile of compost as he rubbed his neck where her fingers had wrapped around rather tightly. And they never spoke for a while until one day a terrible event took place. Her Mother died.

Ratonhnhake:ton had found out Lakota's Mother had died at the same time she did. She had just come back from hunting, with the hare she had skilfully attracted with a handful of bate, something that he had watched from a nearby tree. He never listened to her threat that day and had followed her on almost every hunting trip since. He never knew whether she was oblivious to his presence, or if she knew he was there and just chose to ignore him, but nevertheless he always stayed a good distance away and simply observed her. She strolled passed the large wooden barrier to the entrance of her village when she noticed something wasn't right, the people looked at her with saddened eyes and all at once, she knew. Dropping the Hare from one hand and her knife from the other, she ran to her home, praying to see her Mother in bed- poorly, but still alive. However, her prayers were not answered.

A wail of despair travelled through the village as the nine year old sunk to the ground next to the cot that her Mother lay upon. Shudders and shivers raced through her body as she laid her head upon the cot and stroked her Mother's cheek. Tears spilled from her eyes and she screamed her Mother's name again and again until she cried herself to sleep.

When she awoke the elder's took her Mother away and created a burial ceremony. Lakota left early and returned home. She lay on the cot her Mother once lay on and turned away from the entrance of her house to shut herself from the outside world. She did not notice the shuffle of feet until they stood at the side of her cot, turning around she noticed the familiar face of Ratonhnhake:ton. He had brought her knife and the Hare she had caught and he strung it up by the other meat she had brought back. All the while, Lakota's puffy red eyes followed him around the shelter until he stood by the side of the cot once more. He grunted as if to clear his throat but then no words escaped his lips. He turned to walk away until he felt a small hand wrap around his wrist. His eyes followed the wrist until his eyes met Lakota's and she whispered

"Please, stay."

Ratonhnhake:ton sat on the edge of the cot until she moved to give him room where he then lay down next to her. They looked at each other as another wave of tears spilled from Lakota's eyes, Ratonhnhake:ton was the closest thing she had to a friend in the village, and with that thought, she hugged him tightly. At first he was shocked and tense but then he began to hum the chant their people sing every day, and they both fell asleep in eachother's arms.

One month later.

Since that day, Ratonhnhake:ton and Lakota could not be separated. No elder in particular took responsibility for Lakota as she could look after herself but they all made sure she was safe. All of the children ran out of the village gate, initiating a game of Hide and seek, starting with Ratonhnhake:ton having to find everyone first. He made a silent promise to himself to find Lakota before the rest and as he knew she preferred hiding in trees that was where he looked first. He spotted her, squished up close against the trunk, almost blending in with the bark if her jet black braids did not give her away then she would have been safe.

"FOUND YOU!" he called to her,

" Awww, you cheated!"

"Did not! Your braids gave you away! Now get down here so we can find everyone else" he called,

She climbed down and grabbed his hand, dragging him to where she knew Kanen'to:kon was hiding.

She held a finger to her lips and pointed to where he was as they pounced on the pile of leaves. Their friend jumped out.

"Ok, you found me! Now everyone else!" he said.

They continued until everyone was found and then started a new game with Kanen'to:kon as the finder. Ratonhnhake:ton was still holding Lakota's hand as he ran to a pile of leaves and pulled her inside, they giggled until they heard their friend's footsteps coming to find them, a hand reached in and pulled Ratonhnhake:ton out but he soon realised that it belonged to a tall white man in a red coat. Men surrounded him and he could not see Lakota anywhere, he tried to run but a man tripped him. He picked him up by the neck and told him to tell his elders something in English which he could speak as his Mother had taught him. When the man was done he let him go. Whilst on the ground he asked,

"What, is your name?"

"Charles Lee. Why do you ask?" he responded,

"So I can find you." He spat back at him before a man hit him in the head and everything went black.

"Ratonhnhake:ton! Ratonhnhake:ton! Wake up!" he heard a voice say to him.

He held his head, it throbbed in pain.

"We need to go, our village!"

He tried to stand but he swayed dangerously so Lakota supported some of his weight and walked with him to the village but dread soon crept up into their stomach as thick black smoke and a red haze surrounded their village.

"NO!" screamed Ratonhnhake:ton, he pushed away from her and ran to the village. Terrified screams rang out from the tribe.

"MOTHER" He screamed,

He found her trapped beneath some wood, he tried to help but it was no good. She spoke to him.

"I will always be beside you, forever"

He reached for her hand but a man dragged him away.

"MOTHER! NO LET ME GO!"

He watched her face disappear as the building collapsed upon her and he told her he loved her, for the last time.

Tears fell and smashed against the dry earth. Vicious red and orange flames destroyed his home and all within it. All he could hear were screams and violent cracking of wood.

Slowly, a small hand smoothly and gently ran across his shoulder, calming him. His ears tuned into a chant, the chant his people would sing every day. A little girl came into view next to him and he realised that Lakota was singing to him like what he did for her when her Mother passed away. He hugged her and sobbed on to her shoulder as she stroked his hair and shushed him, all the time singing the familiar chant until the fire died.

THERE YOU GO! Prologue done! ^.^ Next one will be up soon!

Love,