I hope you guys liked the first chapter even though it wasn't very long you know. Oh just to make clear, this event happened right before Connor came and asked Achilles to help train him. Some events might change a little because of Janelle's and other character's presences. Oh also I am sorry that I haven't updated is because I just moved and have a temporary house, computer, etc. I'm sorry. Enjoy! Also, I don't own anything that Ubisoft made or any of the Assassin's Creed characters but I do own Janelle, her father, mother, and anyone you don't recognize. Enjoy, again. XP
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When I made it back to Achilles home, the warm fire place greeted me lovingly. It was late and I guessed that the old man was asleep. I smelled some kind of left-over of supper. His house was always a mess. Every time I ask him if I can help him fix it, he says it's not my problem. Oh Achilles; He was getting older and time was waiting for no one.
The smell of smoked meat wrapped around my body and pulled me into the kitchen. As I walked in, another memory flooded my mind.
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''I am way faster that you Alejandro!'' I say putting on my knee high boots while hopping down the stairs. The snow was at least to my ankles or higher so I also put on my cloak. Alejandro my older brother zoomed past me out the door while I followed precisely behind.
My father pulled me before I could make it off the porch. ''Aw, that's cheating papa!'' I groaned as he kneeled before me. He chuckled and led me to the stables. He sighed as he grabbed his gray spotted horse and untied it tightening a saddle.
''Are you coming,'' He asked turning to me with a thin smile. I smiled grabbing Gloria, my black stallion. I didn't like saddles because they hurt my bottom and hurt the horse. So I climbed on holding on the horse's mane.
We have been at it for hours and trotting through the woods and my bottom was in pain. ''Father-'' ''we are here,'' he said interrupting me. We stopped the horses. We came off the horses and I followed my father. We came up and stopped at the biggest tree I have ever seen. The trunk was like putting my 3 sisters shoulder by shoulder next to each other and there was the trunk. What really caught my eye was the cross on the tree. The cross; the cross meant trouble. I took a step back while I felt the hard stair of my father behind me. I turned around and gave him a worried look. He walked up to me and held my hand.
''You know this sign?''
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The light from the opened shades woke me and I covered my face with my silk sheets. Through the linen, I saw Achilles outer shape next to the window. I threw the sheets off the face and sat up huffing with anger. ''You said he was my last this week. You said that today was my break to relax. You said-'' ''and you said that you were going to make breakfast this morning. Hum?'' I groaned in anger as I threw the sheets of my bed.
''Get dressed and make breakfast. Hum, I think I'm in the mood for a side of cakes.'' He hummed walking out the room with his patterned sound of that damn cane. I put on my robes and tightened my belt. I walked downstairs and Achilles was sitting in the living room thinking.
I started cooking and did it really quick.
I then served Achilles and asked questions while we were at the table. ''So, who's today? Better be someone worth my time and known. ''Jack Flynn,'' he said while I chocked on my egg. I put my fork down in anger and look straight at Achilles with eyes full of anger, ''Him? You've got to be kidding me. He's my age, nothing important, and nobody important. He is just some rich boy who walks around with guards to get linens for his new robes.'' I said now laying my back on the counter. Achilles chuckled at my comment. ''Not yet, and your right about that, but things need to be done so he doesn't come into power like,'' ''Ford, yeah I know.'' I finished grabbing one of my blades and starting playing with it in between my fingers.
''Wait, why now though? His father is still alive and healthy as can be, or…'' I awed in realization. There was a riot being planned by mercenaries going to happen in front of his tower. They were going to break in a kill him, or that's what I've heard.
''I guess I got to get there first,'' I said sliding out of the kitchen and running out of the homestead. I whistled for Gloria and swung on with her with ease. I rode and this was the only time I could ever think about where my life was heading. The crunch of the leaves, the clamping hooves, and the wind calling my name all blanked from my mind.
It's like my horse ran through my life. Fast and quick with no hesitation, with regret because knowing I am still young and my life with never be the same. I was still a female, a person, I was somebody. But life, the society, these people won't allow it. I had urges, I wanted to have china dolls, and I wanted to go buy food without being death stared because of my beauty, my body, my race.
I am proud of whom I am and I just want to share that with someone. I paused for a moment. It's what's has holding my mind for so long. I wanted them back, a family, my brother, sisters, my mother, my father.
I knew I could never have them back but what really bothered me was I had been alone for so long and, I wanted someone to want me. Not for what I holding below my thigh's, but for whom I am. I wanted someone to share the same despairs with me, someone I can relate to and ask how they do it. Hold it all in. I've grown over the past 3 or so years. I was an assassin and that was job.
My personal problems are my last my concern. But sometimes it was just so hard. All of it, I just knew that this life will last forever but I want to end it with someone. The last thing I want to see in my life is the little one's get married and tell their children of us, the parents who let them choose their life and were there for them, the heroes, the won who stopped the war.
Loud screaming interrupted my mind as I halted my horse. Basically, the whole town was there. In front of the tower, damn it, I came too late. I got off my horse and already knew my strategy by even giving the slight glimpse of the building.
I tapped my horses behind and she went off waiting for me close by. I went through another side of the building or I can say, 'the towering cathedral'. I climbed up slipping fluently climbing up the building. With the Templar just a floor ahead, I knew that he was another dead filed in the back of my mind.