A/N: Hey everyone! This is your girl Tt45 ready to get you another one of my stories! And what a better way categorize than the Assassin's Creed!

And what better to start by having a Connor and Aveline story. I really like these two from the game, from Sailorjj07's and A-moment-Behind's stories too. P.s please read them if you're a fan of ConnorxAveline!

Plus who would be ready for Assassin's Creed III Remaster?! Like I remember playing this man when I was little and gotten my brother into the Creed too. He would be playing as Connor's story(so he know how to play) while I did Aveline's so this game is going to bring a lot of old memories.

Also, I'm sorry cause most of the French language is going to come from Google. My French is a little rusty cause no one want to speak it anymore and can we got it bad with our British accent side too.

Also please have a great Valentine's Day with your guy or your girl on that lovely day. Anyway please know I don't own anything and I hope you guys like it!


New Orleans, Louisiana

In the hot deep South in New Orleans, Louisiana wealthy merchant French man Philippe Oliver de Grandpre had entered his home with the errand boy Gerald Blanc and excited news. In the home was his wife Madeleine playing the piano so well. But where was his only rebellious, curious daughter?

"Ah, I see that my dear wife is playing the piano so well."

Madeleine stopped playing and turned around to see her husband there, "Bon après midi, Philippe." She got off the piano stand and went to kiss him. "How was the business deal?"

"A surprise that I'd like to share with my daughter as well. If I can find her."

Madeleine chuckled, "That's the daughter of yours is helping that feathered friend of hers."

"Ah, then we shall get her and tell the good news."

They left the house in the back and see 29 years old Aveline in her formal green dress and hat by the birdhouse. Aveline was petting a young red-tailed hawk that wing was broken months ago. "Is today the day?" The hawk chirped then flew on the side of the house. Aveline smiled then grabbed him, "Now don't be like that ieune oiseau(young bird). You'll be flying from here to whatever your heart desire sounds like a good deal to me. Now on three, one...two...three!" She tossed the hawk up into the sky and see him flying away.

Philippe grabbed his daughter's shoulder and smiled, "You cared for that hawk so well, Aveline."

"Papa, you here! How was the business deal?"

"Well," he pulls out a letter from his pocket. "The deal from the North had agreed and wanted me and a guest to come and meet the future King myself."

Both Aveline and Madeleine gasped, screamed excitedly and hugged the man. Philippe had made a lot of good traveling business deals with people, but meeting the future King of United America? Is a bigger step in business and the future.

"You've done well," Madeleine kissed his check again but then asked. "Wait, who would go with you to the North?"

"I was thinking of taking Aveline with me."

Aveline smiled at the idea. She has never been to the North before and she would like to spend more time with her father to ask more about her birth mother and an insignia.

"Well, what kind of wife and stepmother I am to say no? Of course, Aveline can go with you, Philippe." She teased smile at the step-daughter, "Just make sure she finds a suitable husband in the North."

Aveline blushed, "Step-mother!" By the day she turned 16 every man of here had tried asking for her hand in marriage for her beauty and wealth. But never for her feeling or her heart. "Madeleine, I want to be wedded to my love. Not for beauty and wealth."

Philippe sighed and being ready to hear his ladies go at it again. From the day Aveline turned 16, Madeleine has suggested that Aveline should marry a few people that she knew. As Governor of New Orleans Rafael Joaquin de Ferrer or Officer George Davidson. But his gut was telling him otherwise and refused to let any of those men have his daughter.

"Aveline, you know I'm just looking out for you as your step-mother, my dear."

"And I know you are Madeleine, but can't I let my heart decide for me." She may be beautiful to everyone around her, but she knows how to fight and use weapons thanks to her father and his old master. But unknown to them, she would dress as a slave to help her people from slavery.

"My dears, can we please not start this argument," Philippe pleased.

"Yes, I'm sorry Aveline," Madeleine apologized. "You know I'm just looking out for you, my dear."

Aveline sighed, "Yes, I am sorry too, stepmother."

"May I have a hug, my dear?" She has her arms opened waiting for the hug. Aveline smiled and hugged her stepmother. She let go and smiled, "That's my darling. Let's start packing for your trip to the North."

"Maybe later, Madeleine, I need to speak to Aveline in the attire," Philippe interrupted.

The wife nodded letting the father and daughter left to the attire. Philippe guided Aveline to a locked chest that she never saw before and this chest had caught her attention now. Even with it, the insignia was a curiosity since it was her necklace, her mother's necklace.

Philippe smiled as he rubbed the chest slowly, "This chest had been in this attire for close to two decades now. I've not opened it since your mother passed."

Aveline sighed sadly. She never got the chance to remember her mother because she was taken from them believing she was a runaway slave. "I'm sure mama was a great woman."

"Oui, she was a great woman. Smart, brave, rebellious and curious about the world like her daughter." He kissed her forehead and got back to business. "You know that the North is facing the British right?" Aveline nodded, "Good, with you already knowing how to fight and shoot, I believe you're ready for a blade- hidden blades." Out of the chest, Philippe pulls out two blade leather matching hidden blades.

"Is the North that dangerous, papa?" He nodded as he places the hidden blades on each of her wrists and covers them up with her sleeves. "If the North is that dangerous then why I'm going?"

"If something to ever happened to me, I'd like to know that the last person I see is my daughter knowing that she is safe."

"I'm sure that nothing will happen to any of us, papa."

"However if something does happen, please use the skill that I and Master Agaté trained you."

"I promise, papa."

Once when the pair left the attire and started they packing for the North. The family left home to enjoy the last night in New Orleans, Louisiana. It would own take them a week to get to Boston, New York, but nearly a month or two before coming back home. Just to make sure the cargo and enjoy some time with his daughter anyway. Once when the morning comes to the Grandpre left early to the Merle(Blackbird) waiting at sea.

The Merle's captain was Elise Lafleur and her first mate, her partner in crime, her mentor, and friend Ol' Devil Roussillion. Both are the most trusted and knew the Grandpre since started working there. The pair were totally opposite on the work field, Elise was more of the serious one while Roussillion was the playful, flirty, a prevent old man, but the two will always get the job done.

Roussillon looked down to see them coming and started laughing, "Ah! Bonjour Philippe and the beautiful Aveline have arrival! You both came quietly early, huh?"

"Papa wanted to make sure the cargo hasn't been disturbed," Aveline replied.

"Of course! Elise had the same idea and when to storage with some men."

"Good, I'll assist her," Philippe said and left to search with the captain.

Roussillon smiled at Aveline then asked, "Will this be your first time going to the North, my dear?"

Aveline nodded, "Oui, this would be my first time heading to the North with my father."

"Well, you're going to love it there, Aveline. Lots of forests to hunt for bigger game, no damn gators to fight just bear and wolves and with the war being close to the end that Assassin wouldn't be there no more."

"Assassin?" That's spike her interest as she moves closer to him. "What's that? An elite working for King George?"

"An elite? Ha! Aveline, that Assassin makes them look like children playing with wooden swords when he fights. From what I've heard in bars, he has the skills to kill a squad of men with anything in his hands!"

"Wow with skills like that I'm surprised that he even work for the King."

"Non, my dear. He worked for his belief- the Creed's believe if memory services me right or for different reasons. I'm sorry my dear that's what all of my memories of this assassin."

'Working for his own reasons? A man with skills like that might be as skillful as my father's and Masters. Maybe he can even help me too!' Aveline can't help it now, but like where this was going. If this 'Assassin' was indeed strong that she would love to test her skill against him before leaving back home. From the moment she learns her skills from her Master, she had used them to liberate slaves from 'masters' and from this mystery man know as the Company Man.

"Bonjour Aveline, it's seen the Ol' Devil told his tells from the North, huh?" The Merle's captain, Esile asked as she and Philippe exited the storage deck.

Aveline nodded, "Oui, even the Assassin of the North. Papa, he's skilled sound like Master Agwate's!"

"Does it, my daughter? Well, for safety be careful around that man. He may work for the King, but he still has man needs like others for a beautiful woman like yourself. Just be careful around him."

Aveline rolled her eyes, but nodded, "Oui, papa, I'll be careful around the Assassin."

Soon Gerald comes on board to the Merle and Esile set sail to the northeastern. The Merle has the speed of 80 and can take them to Boston in a week or so if pirate and a storm doesn't come the way. Merle's crew were singing, telling tells while drinking, some practicing their swordsmanship with Aveline or watching. The men never seem a woman beside the captain show great skill, strength, and speed with just a clever as her weapon of choice. A woman like Aveline could just use her beauty to win any fight.

Aveline sighed and splashes water on her face to remove the sweat of another day of training with her new hidden blades. Her father teaches her a lot of moves like her now new favorite move, the Air Assassination. Climbing on anything to assassination a target from a high distance. A perfect touch to it when she is in her slave persona. She just hoped that she can try it on a real person on land soon. Aveline walked out to see her father there watching the dark sky and clouds.

Philippe turned his attention to his daughter and smiled, "I see you were training again, huh?"

"Oui, papa. I wanted to be ready for anything that comes our way."

"Even when we're near Boston."

Aveline looked down in shame and embarrassment. She had been training all night for Boston and now it's about to morning. "Very well. I'll get ready papa."

"Good," he said then left to get everything ready as well.

But Aveline had other plans like wanted to see the city of Boston from a higher point of view. As she made it to the top she can finally see it. Boston, New York. Where her new adventure awakes her. And maybe her purpose if luck is on her side.