Note: This was just a random idea that came to my head, and this is my first fanfic ever.

April 22, 1778

Arno found himself walking around the De la Serre mansion in Versailles, searching for his playmate. Minutes passed, and he still hadn't managed to find her. He sat in the floor, angrily picking up his father's pocket watch from his jacket. He sighed in defeat, finally standing up.

"Alright, you win!" He shouted in the corridor, and soon heard a familiar laughter. He turned to see Élise cheering, and was about to say something but the girl put a finger on his lip.

"You're too bad in this!" She said, smiling at him. He chuckled in response, telling her that he needed a break. She sighed, but then agreed and went to her room. She sat on a chair, boredom eventually catching up with her, until she heard a voice.

"Élise, dear! Come to your father's office!" Julie told her from the corridor.

"Fine, mom." She hesitantly said, standing up and walking to her father's office.

"There you are. Now sit here with us." François ordered and she obeyed, sitting on the chair in front of her parents.

"So, is this about..." Élise started, but Julie interrupted her.

"Yes, this is about the Templars and Assassins. But we're not going to talk about history or ideals this time." Julie said, earning a curious look from her daughter.

"We're going to talk about Arno." François continued, earning an even more curious look from his daughter.

"What about him? His assassin heritage?" Élise asked.

"No, I want to let you know that he can't have any knowledge of anything of this Assassin-Templar war." Julie told her with a very serious look in her face. "At least not until it's time" She completes, looking at François.

"Do you understand, Élise?" François asks.

"Yes. Yes I do, papa." Élise replies.

"Good. You're free to go." He said.

And another vérité cachée was created.

May 5, 1789

And in the middle of the party, she saw him. She saw Arno, her Arno, and a striking feeling of happiness hit her heart. She then started running to a private place, and he eagerly followed her. She had stood there waiting for him for quite a while, after finally convincing her father to invite Arno.v

"She always did love the chase." He murmured to himself, accidentally bumping into a waiter, causing him to drop the drinks he was carrying.

Élise entered a room, and as Arno passed by, she grabbed him by the arm and brought him into the room.

"You seem to have caused quite a commotion." She told him.

"What can I say? You were always a bad influence."

"You were a worse one."

Their lips met for a long, passionate kiss. Élise then broke it and pushed him away.

"Are you wearing one of my father's suits?"

"Are you wearing a dress?"

"Oh, don't even start. I feel like a mummy wrapped up in this thing!"

"Must be quite an occasion to get you so fancy."

"It's not like that. Truth be told it's a lot of ceremony and pontification. Dull as dirt."

"Well, I'm surprised you actually invited me here."

"Oh don't think it was easy! My father was quite adamant, but you know me, he eventually came around."

"Your father...?"

Suddenly, both of them heard a loud scream of a familiar voice.

"What was that?!" Arno said. Both of them then made their way to the window and tried to look down, but there was nothing. Élise then jumped off it and Arno followed her, both heading to the source of the noise. Arriving at the palace gardens, they both saw half a dozen guards surrounding a corpse.

"Oh god..." Élise murmured, heading for the corpse and opening way through the guards.

"Élise, wait..." Arno started, but as soon as he could see the corpse, he stopped in shock. "Monsieur de la Serre? Monsieur de la Serre!"

"FATHER!" Élise shouted loudly, kneeling with Arno before her father's corpse and desperately looking for any sign of life. She stood up, tears running from her eyes and hitting the corpse, she had lost both her mother and father. Her sad face disappeared and a vengeful face took over, Arno still at his knees with a smaller quantity of tears on his eyes.

"They will pay for this, they will!" She said, louder than she had intended. The crowd of nobles, servants and guards gathering around François' corpse. The sound of gossip between the nobles starting to annoy them. Élise started to walk away, apparently following a trail of blood gone unnoticed by the guard, Arno tried to stop her.

"Élise..." He tried, but she ignored him.

"I will make whoever did this pay, Arno!" She said, determined to bring the killer to justice. "I WILL!"

Arno didn't try to stop her, he wasn't understanding what just happened with François.

"Why would someone kill monsieur De la Serre? He didn't do nothing wrong, did he? There's something else I don't know here." He thought to himself.