Hiiiiiiiiiiiii! This is my first ever story all about Assasins Creed Syndicate! I've started to get into it and now I thought to write about it! So, I hope that you enjoy it! Please read and comment! Let's begin...

Chapter One - Iris

Jacob's POV

"You know you're now wasting my and your time. It's better to run away now."I said, as I swung my golden kukri up in the and slashed the Blighter. He fell immediately and I turned to the three other men surrounding me. I did the same thing to them and they all fell to the ground. "I warned you."

I had just finished an assassination and I had had enough - I mean enough of those Blighters. I continued to run down the streets of the City of London and I heard the train along the rails, making a loud sound. "Time to relax." I said, as I began free-running up a wall. I jumped to a high building and followed a zipline, finding myself in front of the train. I jumped on and straight away I saw Evie, sitting down in a small chair, looking at something. A flower? Probably from Greenie...

"Jacob, where have you been?" She said, half-heartedly as her eyes were still locked on the flowers.

"Oh just killing Blighters, what else?"

"Maybe being a complete idiot. Or fool, if you want, my oh-so dear brother."

"No no. Blighters is all, my oh-so dear sister." I took another step into the train cart. "So, what's that? Flowers from Greenie, I suppose."

"Huh?" She looked up at me and then back down at the flower in her hand. "Oh, this isn't from Hen-Mr Green. No no no. I've just been collecting them for him. As a favour. I still have more to get, but I'm just-"

"Yeah. I get it. You're giving flowers to him. So anyways, I have to get going. Even a great assassins such as me have to rest!" I swung my kukri around as I walked off.

"Um... Jacob..." I turned around. "You do realise that that is a kukri, not a throwing knife, right?"

"Yeah, yeah." I swung the kukri even more and this time it got so close to my face it cut off a strand of my hair.

"You should be glad that it only cut off one strand of that marvellous, handsome, silky hair of yours(!)"

"Anyway, as i said, I have to go, so goodbye my dear sister." I walked off the cart and jumped onto the next one.

Evie's POV

I could have sworn that once Jacob left he'd whispered something like 'Good luck with Greenie, Evie.' but I decided to forget that. I looked back down to my book full of flowers. And surprise, surprise I was holding the 'Love In The Mist' flower. "I'll keep these for now." I told my self, closing the book and keeping it close to me. "I should probably look for more now. There should be some around Westminister or around the area." I decided to wait for a few minutes for the train to arrive in Westminister and just then I realised that Jacob dropped his Jade Kukri. So Jacob like. I looked around, but Jacob had gone. "He should still be here." I said as I got up and picked up the kukri. I walked onto the other train cart and continued walking.

Jacob can be such a pain sometimes. I'd like to shove some sense and responsibility into his brain. That's how idiotic he can be somedays. And speak of the devil, there he stood, next to Henry

"So, Greenie, I've heard that Evie's collecting some flowers for you."

"Jacob!"

"What? What? Was I not supposed to tell him or something!?"

"Jacob, Evie is helping me. I have seemed to have dropped them around London and she has agreed to find them." Henry said.

I tossed his Jade Kukri at him with no care whatsoever if it hit him.

"Hey, you should be more careful with those!" Jacob complained.

"Oh, yeah... sorry!" I laughed sarcastically and turned to Henry. "H-Mr Green, I've been collecting and I'm close to finding them all for you. I'm so sorry that I couldn't get them any faster. I just have so many assasinations to carry out and I can't go any faster-" I ranted until Mr Green interupted me.

"Evie, you are doing very fine. I appreciate your help very much." Mr Green smiled sincerely.

I felt my face go hot and red.

"Well, I need to go also, I'm now searching Westminister. I think the train has just stopped." I shook out of my trance.

"I should go too." Jacob added.

"Oh, dear brother of mine, where are you going? I thought your plan is to sit around all day here."

"Was. I've decided I feel like killing some Templars and stuff."

"Oh. You sure have a great life."

"Yeah, I know!"

I rolled my eyes and tried my best not to allow them to meet with Henry's. "Goodbye, H-Mr Green." I said, as I jumped out of the train. I have to stop doing that.

I stepped out and looked around. I stood in the heart of Westminister and I heard a sudden 'BANG!' It was Jacob. He jumped off the train behind me. "Oh dear brother, why are you coming with me?"

"No, just coming out of the train to find some great enemies!"

"Alright, just don't follow me! I like my missions alone. ALONE!" I turned left and began walking.

"Fine then, Evie, I'll be going then. Good luck with Greenie. Better prepare for the proposal!" Jacob shouted, walking off.

Forget it, I told myself Just forget it, Evie.

Jacob's POV

I turned to the other side and began walking. "Alright, where are my next enemies!?" I told myself.

It was a pretty boring time. The Blighters were too easy to kill and the Templars seemed as if they didn't even want to fight. Until I bumped into someone. A young girl. She looked like my age. The two sides of her hair were twisted into plaits which were tied into a long blonde ponytail at the back of her head. Her emerald eyes were the kind that you could look into and feel like you are getting lost. I couldn't believe I could feel that for some reason. She wore a beautiful turquoise dress, with a darker blue lining. It was covered with many different flowers and colours covered up most of it. I'd never seen anybody wear anything more colourful than that around London. Her shoes fit her clothing, more colourful flowers. I could of sworn all the colours were almost making me dizzy, but at the same time I was dazzled at how beautiful that could've made somebody... wait, what? Two aqua earings with a old outlining rested on her shoulders and her same-looking teardrop-shaped necklace covered the top of her dress. "Sorry!" We said in unison.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you!" I said. I felt something weird inside. Whenever I had bumped into people before, as an assassin I didn't feel a need to apologise however this time I wanted to.

"No. No. It was my fault!" She smiled at me and lowered her hands on her leg which were covered in see-through blue tights, as if she was hiding something there. "I- I have to go now. I'm sorry for wasting your time!" She looked around, looking like someone was after her or something like that.

"Huh!? Wait!"

"N-no. I really have to go now." Her eyes darted around the buildings and her hair and jewellery shook as she turned.

"O-oh, okay then..."

She nodded and smiled once more, though it seemed as if she didn't care much. She continued walking away, this time she was hurrying more and she didn't stop to look back.

I stood by myself in the middle of the street in awe. "I'll...uh... see you around then..."

Evie's POV

I walked down the streets of Westminister after finding one flower. I was driving a carriage around the roads, enjoying the view until I bumped into Jacob who stood in the middle of the roads, causing commotion. What was he even doing? "JACOB! GET OUT OF THE ROAD, YOU FOOL!" I yelled.

"Huh?" He said cluelessly. He finally realised where he stood and ran to roads where I stood. "Hello, dear sister of mine."

"So, what was that all about?" I asked from the carriage, pointing the flower at Jacob.

"Oh... I just saw some person... never mind..."

"Who?"

"Oh... no one... nothing..." He shook his head and looked to he floor.

"It's a girl."

"Huh? What? Who? When? What?" Jacob looked as if his head was literally on fire.

"You've met a girl. What's her name?"

"She hasn't said. She rushed off for some reason."

"What? Why? Actually let me guess, the sight of your face?"

"Ha ha."

"Yes, I know!"

"You're turning into me now."

"What!? NO!"

He laughed, however I could tell his eyes and somehow his mind was concentrated on something else...

Jacob's POV

The next day I was out in The City of London, carrying out an assassination. I'd just finished the task and walking towards the nearsest shop to purchase some throwing knives. On the way there - in fact, through the whole assassination - I couldn't help thinking about that mysterious girl I saw the other day. Who was she? And why did she need to go so suddenely? I'd reached the shop and I could've sworn I saw that same figure, walking through the area. And I was right. The girl was in the same area as me, however she wasn't as colourful this time. She wore a long black cloak covering her black top and leggings with a crimson fabric inside and leather brown boots. She wore a long black gloves with lace around the fingers. It covered her hands that held something. I couldn't fully make out what is was, but I knew she was gripping on tight. A black jacke hooked around the top of her body and a hood was covering most of her face, yet somehow I knew it was her even though I couldn't see her hair or face. I just knew. She looked a lot like Evie in her clothing... she must've been another assassin.

I approached quietly, I didn't want to startle her. Then, a group of Blighters appeared behind her. I was about to bring out my Jade Kukri when I saw her bring out something even greater. A Master Assassin's Kukri. How could she have gotten something that high up. She slashed one of them hard and hey immediately fell to the floor. She turned to the second one, and another walked up behind her. "Two against one. That's not fair." She sneered. She slashed her kukri again, this time with more power and killed he both of them in one go. She turned to the last one, supposedely the 'leader' of his group. "I'll give you the choice. We can do this the easy way or the hard way." The man threw a punch, but she blocked it just in time. "So, the hard way, then? If that's how you want it." She lunged at him with her kukri and he fell to the ground. She stood straight again and shook her hands.

"Wow." I said.

"Huh?" She turned around. "How long have you been here?"

"I saw the fight. You're amazing."

"...Yeah..."

"I'm Frye. Jacob Frye. It's nice to meet you." I put out my hand to her.

"Hello Mr Frye," She took off her hood, revealing her face and got hold of my hand. "I'm Iris Blanchard. It's a pleasure." She grinned.

She seemed different than the other day. She seemed like some innocent pretty girl wondering through the streets of London beautifully, however now it seemed as if she was more michevious and... well, very strange... bu for some reason I found it intriguing... wait, what?

"That's a beautiful name. I suited that girl I saw yesterday, but seems nothing like you. So...who are you?" I asked.

"Strange question. It's confidential."

"Oh, so that's how you want to be." I laughed and she smirked.

"Listen. I'm not meant to be speaking to people right now. I have a job to do."

"So, you're an assassin."

"I didn't say anything."

"So what were you doing yesterday and what about now, because not anyone goes around killing those Blighters?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Confidential."

"Alright... so, I'll see you around then?"

"Maybe." She crossed her arms. "Maybe not. Anyway, I'd better go," She turned around and jumped onto the top of a fence. "And do me a favour, Mr Frye, don't tell anybody I was here. That person you saw yesterday, wasn't me." She jumped off on the other side and didn't look back.

I smiled." She's... unique..." I told myself and turned the other way. "...Iris..."

Iris's POV

Jacob Frye. Quite an interesting man. An assassin, of course. But, he can't know what I'm doing. Jacob would get in the way of finding him. I ran down the streets of Westminister, jumping buildings as I went. I couldn't stop thinking of that man. Mr Frye. But whatever that feeling was, it couldn't get in the way of my mission. If I was sidetracked because of some man, they'd kill me for sure. Kill me. No doubt about it. 'A week at the most' The voices of the three men echoed in my head over and over again. There was no way I was going to stop my mission.

I reached a dark alleyway and I raised my hood, covering my hair and leaving my face in shadows. "I've got what you want. Now, give me what I want or I swear I'll make you regret it." I said.

"Long time, no see, Blondie. Your just the same. That pushy blonde." A voice echoed through the darkness. "Calm down. We have what you want. Just give it to us."

"How do I know you're not going to lie." I laughed. "You can't possibly think I'm that dumb, can you?"

"I guess you're smart too. You must of gained it during the week because you were stupid enough to-"

I glared at the darkness.

"Alright," A man emerged from the darkness. He had shaggy, greasy hair the colour of mud and his eyes were the same. He wore and black flat cap and on him was a dirty red baggy shirt with a white collar covered with so much mud it could've been mistaken for brown. He wore long brown trousers and his hands were covered with two black leather gloves, one which was gripping onto a black-brown gun. "We'll give you want you want from us at the same time as you give us what we want and no one has to get hurt. Make one wrong move and," She pointed his gun at me. ", or we'll shoot you and the man."

"No!" I took a deep breath. "Fine. But if you do anything funny, I swear I'll hunt you down and I wont stop until I see you covered all over in blood." I snarled.

"Blondie's getting furious, bring him in." The man said. Another two men emerged from the darkness in the alleyway.

The two men that came into view held a man in their arms.

"FATHER!" I screeched as I ran over to the man they'd brought out.

I immediately warpped my arms around him. He didn't speak or move. "What did you do to him!?" I scowled.

"Calm down, Blondie, he's alright. He's just sleeping. He'll be awake soon. Just give it to us."

I nodded and threw three large sacks about the size of my face I held on with me. "Okay, let's see here." The man opened the three sacks and looked inside. "Looks good." The sack was full of gems and jewels. They were so bright you could see the light on the outside.

"All three sacks are packed to the very top with ruby, emerald, sapphire, pearls and gold, all that you asked for. Now give me my father."

"Oh, they are right, Blondes are dumb." The man sneered. The two men at the back joined in whilst saying, "Very."

"Boys," The man began. "Do it."

The two men dropped the man they held, my father, pushed him back into the darkness, drew there knives and lunged at me. Suddenly I heard a loud groan and the two men were on the floor. There was someone standing straight in front of me. Mr Frye. Jacob Frye.

Jacob's POV

Yes. I know. It seemed stupid at first to follow that girl, but I wanted to. I felt like I needed to. Maybe she could've dealt with it herself but I couldn't resist the urge to help her. "What? No 'thankyou'?" I said as I panted heavily after pushing the two men to the ground.

"You idiot!" She screamed.

"Oh no, dope. Blondie's rejected you." The man who was still up chuckled.

"You just shut your mouth." I pointed my knife at him.

"Ooohh. You're pushy too. Just like your girlfriend over here." He laughed again but I ignored what he had just said. I took a step closer.

"Jacob, I was meant to do this alone, just leave. Why do you want to save me so bad, anyway? I can deal with him myself." Iris said.

The two men who fell to the ground slowly pushed themselves back up to their feet.

"You can deal with them yourself," I said as I turned to her. "But I just wont let you." I turned back to the three men.

"Fine. Just don't get in the way." She drew her knife. "I want to deal with that one." She pointed at the man in the middle.

I slashed and slashed at both men but every time I tried they dodged the hit. After a while they were worn out and they eventually fell to the floor, this time for good.

Iris stood besides me, slashing and hacking with her knife at the third and final man. The man dropped and lunged at her. She was able to dodge the attacks but she seemed to be getting tired of attacking. Suddenely I heard a familliar voice.

"JJJJJJAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBBB!" Evie screeched. She walked down the streets and came into the alleyway where I stood.

"Evie?" I questioned, Iris still to into killing that man she didn't even realise someone else was right behind her. "What do you want?"

"What's going on here?"

"Listen, this isn't a good time. Just leave."

"Wait, why? Why would I just leave this person? I have to help." Evie ignored me from then and stabbed the man from his back whilst he was busy trying to hit Iris.

The man fell to the floor and Evie panted heavily and Iris glared at me. "I told you not to help me."

"Sorry. Iris, this is my dear sister, Evie." I tried to cheer her up with a smile. "And Evie," I gestured to Evie and back to Iris. ", this is Iris. Iris, the Frye twins."

"I didn't know. I'm sorry. But... who was that?" Evie asked.

"..." Iris froze.

I smiled again to comfort her but it didn't seem to work.

"I see, you don't want to tell us, it's fine." Evie put out her hand and smiled warmly. "Evie Frye. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Iris smiled, took of her hood and shook Evie's hand though it seemed as if she was still devestated for some reason. "Hello Miss Frye, Mr Frye, but I have to go." She immediately let go of Evie's hand and looked down.

"You have to get your father." I said.

"Huh?!" She looked up and she looked surprised. She paused for a while and said, "Yeah... Those men...these group of men took him away from me and I would only get him back if I gave them gems in return."

Evie picked up the three sacks of gems. "These belong to you." She passed it to Iris.

"It's fine. I don't need it. But I have to go." Evie and I didn' stop her but we did exchange looks such as 'What's wrong with her?' or 'Just leave her alone'. She stepped deeper into the alleyway and in a second she was a blur.

"She's strange, that girl..." Evie whispered.

"Yeah..."

But I like it...

Evie and I weren't sure what to do. We waited for minutes and everything was silent until Iris came out of the dark. She looked up and me and for a few seconds we ll just stood in silence. Then she smiled at me. She began to giggle. "Miss Frye, Mr Frye, my father," A man appeared into view from the darkness. He wore brown trousers and waistcoat covering a fresh white shirt. Over his clothing he wore a long brown coat. He had silky brown hair and his smile was bright. "Thankyou very much." He bowed to us. "Im Mr Blanchard."

"Evie Frye." Evie said.

"Jacob Frye." I told the man.

"Those men seperated me from my daughter in order to get all that money, but thanks to her and your help here I am. I thankyou kindly."

"Iris," I grinned, "You're a very strange girl, I'll say... I like that."

Iris laughed.

"So, where do you live?" Evie asked.

"Nowhere..." The smile vanished off Iris's face. "We never have had a house or anything..."

"Why don't you come with us back to the train where we stay." I reached out my hand.

"Wow, that's probably the nicest thing you've ever said!" Evie laughed.

"Oh, dear sister, thankyou." I laughed back but even louder.

"No, I could never except that..." Iris said, pushing back my offer with her two hands.

"We could never except." Her father added.

"No, I insist, until you find some other place to stay!" Evie said as she smiled to comfort her.

"...No! I really couldn't!"

"Come on, please. You must!"

"I-I- thankyou Miss Frye, Mr Frye."

"Thankyou." Mr Blanchard agreed.

"We'll lead the way!" Evie shouted with enthusiasm.

We arrived back on the train and we cleared out two rooms for Iris and her father. They'd settled in. Greenie found out and was happy to have somebody new on the train so he provided some clothes for Mr Blanchard. I thought I would give Iris some clothes that Evie had, but then again, what do I even know about girl clothing so I had to leave that to Evie herself.

Evie's POV

I knocked on Iris's door. "Come in." She called.

"Hello, Iris!" I smiled and walked forward. She sat on her bed and she was still wearing what she wore before but it was tattered and ripped and covered in dirt.

"You'd better get changed quick, Iris. You'll stain everything soon!" She laughed and looked up at me.

"Thankyou, Miss Frye."

"Call me Evie. We're friends, right?"

She nodded immediately. "Of course!"

I handed her a clean blue dress along with a pair of shoes. "Sorry it isn't much, but I found what I could."

"No, I'm so glad I got something other than this thingy!" She pointed to her clothes.

"That kind of looks like assassin's clothing. Where did you get it?"

"My father gave it to me when I was tiny. He said that it would fit me one day and I should wear it. Before I didn't even know what it was, but I decided to keep close to him while I was finding him by wearing it."

"Was he an assassin?"

"Yes. He told me that it was boys clothing but I didn't care. But he's no longer an assassin."

"Well... what about before, Jacob told me you wore colourful clothes and everything."

"I stole them..."

"Well, sorry for wasting your time, you should get changed straight away." I smiled and got up stepped back from the bed. "It was nice for you to come here, Iris."

"It was nice to see you, Evie."

I closed the door and smiled once more. I'd made a friend...

Jacob's POV

I sat on the little sofa beside Greenie, thinking about Iris. Then her door opened. She wore a lacy blue dress with an intriacte gold flower pattern around her neck. Her hair was pinned up at the back of her head beautifully intertwined with plaits and braids and strands of her silky blonde hair fell upon each side of her neck. She looked like a queen or princess or something because she looked... stunning...

Evie stood outside her door and Iris looked at her as she pointed to her dress. "Not much," Iris began. "Too much, I'd say. Thankyou, Evie."

Evie smiled and I couldn't resist smiling either. "Wow." I said. "You look amazing." Iris turned towards me.

"Thankyou..." She smiled, looking down.

She really looked beautiful.

After a while things were getting pretty boring on the train, but then Iris came out of her room. "Hello, Mr Frye." She said. "What are you doing now, because, no offence, this train can get pretty boring." She walked over to me and sat down beside me on the sofa, her dress almost floating.

"Nothing much." I said with no emotion or anything.

"Actually Jacob, Miss Blanchard," Greenie turned around. "I have a job for you,"

"Yes! Thankyou! Something to do!" I jumped up of the sofa I sat on.

"What is it?" Iris asked as she stood up also.

"An assassination. Jacob you're going to do it with Iris."

"Huh!?" We said in unison.

"Iris is very skilled. She'd be great to work with you on an assassination." Greenie smiled. "Evie knows about the mission, however she will be doing another mission so it will only be an Iris and Jacob mission. Evie shall provide you with more information."

"My first mission with you." Iris smiled. "This should be fun!"

"And this will also be explaining time. Who are you?"

"Oh, Jacob, you are oh-so interesting!"

"Ditto."

Iris smiled and laughed and I did the same. "Let's go and find my dear sister." I grabbed hold of her hand and led her to the next cart.

So, that's the first chapter... FINISHED! I hoped that it was good and fun to read as my first ever chapter of the Assassin's Creed Syndicate story! I'll write the next chapter soon but now it is goodbye!