The Bloody Rose
A/N: So I decided to change the name Beauty and the Assassin just wasn't doing it for me so here we are with The Bloody Rose it sounds better and an eye catcher ya know and trust me I know the pairing is random but thanks to all who reviewed and favored u guys are the bosses.
Warning: Violence, Gore and strong Language
Chapter IV: What I do
After what seemed like hours Belle just finished the story of how they'd met the Native Assassin and how he'd saved her from losing a limb going through the last details as Ms. Ann sat on the edge of her seat in anticipation something about this girl made story telling so interesting it's like she's a living story book.
"Sweet Mary that is a story and you have such a talented way of telling it such enthusiasm and you give a perfect amount of detail" Ms. Ann complimented as Belle nodded her head with a blush and gratitude for her words.
"Thank you Ms. Ann I have had a lot of practice with story reading and telling them as well in a way I'm my own narrator" said Belle with a giggle.
"Now if you don't mind I need a bath where are our rooms?" she said as looked towards Ms. Ann.
"Oh of course dear your in Room 25, Maurice your room's number is 24 everything you need will be in there dear" said Ms. Ann as she gave them the keys to their rooms watching Belle and her father make their way outside for their bags "Thank you" said Maurice, the blonde woman now homing her attention to the Native sitting down in the plush chair watching the fire.
"You always put yourself in danger for the greater good don't you Kind Kenway" she said with a giggle.
Connor hearing the nickname she'd come up for him got up from his seat near the fire place and shook his head in amusement.
"That name is never going to get old is it Ms. Ann?" asked Connor with a smirk.
"Nope" she answered crossing her arms now turning her attention to Belle to see her carrying her bags in the hotel she nudged Connor as she gestured her head towards the struggling Beauty.
Connor understanding he walked towards the girl, taking the bags from her.
"Here let me help you with those" said the Assassin taking the bags from Belle.
"Merci" (Thank you) she said relaxing her muscles.
Connor nodded his head as he made his way upstairs to the middle class room. It was fairly decent a nice bed with clean blue sheets, a night stand with a candle on top and a washroom as well.
"This is nice" Belle said with a smile as she scanned the room's details. "Thank you Connor you've been a life saver it must be tiring to constantly save a useless damsel like me" said Belle as with a laugh of shame turning to Connor.
"You're welcome and you're not useless what you did for that child is anything but weak and the way you stood up to that drunken soldier" Connor said as he placed her bags by the bed. "You have more strength then you give yourself credit for" Connor finished as he placed his hand on her shoulder.
What he said started to process through her mind 'I guess I am a little stronger than I expected' Belle thought but her thoughts were interrupted by his voice.
"I'll be leaving now but it was nice seeing you again" said Connor as he turned to leave. "Yes it was nice goodbye Connor and thanks again for everything "Belle said with a wave as Connor gave another nod as he exited the room.
He was gone yet again but for some reason she felt sadness creep into her heart as she felt lonely once more.
'Maybe I could- 'With a sigh she merely dismissed the thought from her mind she hardly knew the man the idea was ridiculous as she stripped down and prepared a bath for herself stepping into the warm waters sighing in relief this is what she needed.
Heading down stairs Connor was met by a pair of egger blue eyes and a raised eyebrow as he made for the door not even wanting to know what Ms. Ann had going through her mind at the moment.
"Soooo?" she asked with a little anticipation in her voice.
Connor looked confused what was this woman thinking of now.
"So what?" he asked completely confused.
Ms. Ann now having a look if frustration towards her friend's cluelessness stomped to the Assassin, he had to admit she could be pretty intimidating when she wanted.
"Come on now dear boy don't tell me you're just going to walk away from her?" she asked.
"I have a lot to take care of Ms. Ann I cannot be side tracked from my missions" said Connor. "Besides I have to meet with John Adams at the Hall."
Ms. Ann did not like how this was going she'd known Connor for some time now and out of all things he'd get done one hundred percent no questions asked is his missions the boy needed some free time.
"Oh come on Connor you already let that nice Aviline girl get away I pray you don't grow old and alone" said Ann shaking her head.
"Thank you Ms. Ann I am sure I can one day settle down but this is not the time now here take this" he said handing her a large pouch of coins.
"Connor I said they can stay for free" she reminded him.
"I know this is for your troubles I know the tax collectors have been busy lately" he said smiling to her.
"Thank you Kind Kenway" the middle aged woman said with a hug as Connor returned with a light squeeze.
As they parted Maurice came to the young man he placed his hand on Connor's shoulder.
"Thank you lad I know you along with your brotherhood fight for the right reasons and I wish you good health" said Maurice.
"I figured you would know" said Connor looking the old man in the eyes.
"Of course I know dear boy being as old as I am it would be pitiful if I were that clueless" he finished with a chuckle.
"You have the makings of a man who wants justice, pace and liberty maybe one day this country will have that" said Maurice extending his hand.
Nodding his head at the wisdom of the man's words Connor took his hand with a firm grip shaking it.
"Maybe one day" said Connor as he and made his way to the door.
As Connor made for the exit the door was blasted open by an all too familiar face.
"CONNOR, CONNOR" screamed a French man known as Stephane Chapeau one of Connor's early disciples and friends as he came into the inn sweating and painting for air obviously troubled.
"Stephane what is wrong what happened?!" asked Connor alarmed at his friend's outburst.
"It's Adams the English have had it with him, since he started promoting union among the colonies they've been on him Comme des mouches sur la merde" (like flies on shit).
"Where is he now?" asked Connor.
"They still have him pinned in the Faneuil Hall and let me tell you they don't want him to defend any case in court, they want blood" said Stephane after finally catching his breath. "What do we do?"
Without a word Connor dashed outside.
As soon as Connor disappeared Belle reappeared from her room dressed in a basil long sleeved gown that hugged all her feminine parts showing her silky curves, along with a matching green hair ribbon, wondering what all the commotion was about.
"I overheard screaming is everything alright?" asked Belle looking to her father.
"This man came in looking for Connor" said Maurice.
"Oh mon Dieu que c'est beau (Oh my God how beautiful)" said Stephane all too stunned at beauty before him as he wiped the remaining sweat off his brow as he gently took and kissed the top of Belle's hand.
"Pourquoi vous remercie monsieur où vous le crier (Why thank you sir where you the one screaming?)" Belle asked the fellow French man in their language.
'A French woman and she's beautiful better looking than these colonial rag dolls for sure, dear Lord you must be teasing if I were 20 younger' Stephane said to himself.
"oh oui mes excuses madame mais un camarade est en danger (Oh yes my apologies ma'am but a comrade is in danger)" said Stephane.
"OH can we please stop with all this French there's a reason why where in America!" said Ann grabbing at her hair clearly irritated for not knowing the conversation at hand.
"You came looking for Connor right is he going to help your comrade" asked Maurice.
"Oui monsieur (Yes sir) he is being hassled by the redcoats and needs help and if anyone can pick off those baise anglais (English fucks) it's Connor."
Belle's eyes widened hearing his words did this mean that Connor was going to fight the British 'he couldn't go head first into a fight with trained soldiers' Belle said to herself.
"He can't just go fight those soldiers he could be killed" she said out loud.
Stephane now had a look of amusement on his bearded face "You must have just met the man trust me madame he'll be fine" Stephane said with confidence.
"NO he's just throwing his life away where did he go?" she asked with worry.
"He went to Faneuil Hall but you shouldn't-HEY!" he was cut off at the sight of the young girl dashing out of the Inn.
"BELLE NO it's too dangerous come back!" shouted Maurice in horror at the thought of his only child being injured or eve killed.
"Revenez-vous idiote (Come back you idiot girl) " shouted Stephane "Why are the pretty ones always so stupid" he finished shaking his head.
Belle kept moving through the city streets asking for directions to the Hall receiving many warnings about disturbance's but she had to help Connor ' Why is he throwing away his life like this?'
Connor picked up his speed as he zoomed past on coming citizens showing off his superb free running pakour techniques scaling buildings and dashing from roof to roof reaching the top of the building just over his destination and overseeing the commotion outside of Faneuil Hall.
"ADAMS COME OUT AND FIGHT LIKE A MAN!"
"So is this how Colony mongrels are? All talk and no action? Come on you coward face us" screamed a soldier.
Spotting a moving cart with hay and chopped grass Connor performed the Assassin's signature leap of faith landing back first in the soft plush plants but quickly jumped from the cart and into blending into the crowd that surrounded commotion moving slowly behind a clueless soldier Connor stab him in the dorsal muscle catching everyone's attention as the man screamed in agony.
"It's that bloody Assassin again!" screamed an alarmed soldier as the redcoats surrounded the Native warrior. Connor taking his battle stance hidden blade and dagger in his hands he readied himself for battle.
One soldier charged Connor with a sword only to be dodged and killed in an instant as Connor stabbed the redcoat in the eye while ducking another on coming soldier's blade, stabbing him in the back of his neck forcing his head down and kneeing him in the chin.
While the battle waged on Belle had just made her way to the scene, pushing her way through the crowd "Excuse me, excuse me please let me through I have to help someone" she said desperately trying to save Connor but she soon discovered he was the last one who needed assistance.
When she finally had a clear view of the scene her eyes widened in horror at the sight before her, Connor was picking off the soldiers or more like slaughtering them with ease.
She couldn't believe her eyes, the speed of not only his moves but his killing as well not even stopping to consider if he was a family man or not he just kept killing without hesitation.
Connor was making his work look easy as his instincts and relaxes came naturally his mentor Achilles would truly be proud.
"WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE KILL THIS FUCKING SAVAGE ASSASSIN?" Screamed a frustrated redcoat
"Assassin?" Belle whispered repeating the redcoat as Connor step towards the man preforming a hop like twist and slicing the man's throat with his tomahawk.
As two on coming soldiers charged him both attacking at the same time, Connor using the handle and the underside blade of his tomahawk stopping both of the soldier's bayonets while ducking under their muskets coming up and stabbing the soldier on his left in the eye with his dagger, chop sweeping the soldier's leg on his right with his tomahawk while grabbing the left soldier's musket thrusting the bayonet threw the right soldiers abdominals.
Belle was speechless to say the least Connor was an Assassin that insignia on his belt wrist band, and even his tomahawk were A's she'd heard her share of tales and rumors about them how they kill with ease and both in public and in the shadows.
And right now there were no shadows covering this battle as she witnessed Connor disposing the last of his opponents by quickly rolling under and behind a soldier and chopping him in the lower spinal cord.
As the crowd cleared quickly Connor walked to the door and knocked oblivious to the fact she'd been there and seen the battle staring at him as a man dressed in a black coat opened the door and placed his hand on Connor's shoulder thanking him.
"Are you alright?" Connor asked the lawyer and revolutionary known as Samuel Adams.
"Yes thanks to you my friend any longer and I would surely be at their mercy" he said while chuckling, throughout these years of knowing the man Connor learned that Sam worked pretty well under pressure.
"Anyway I'm pushing back the meeting until Washington arrives, it seems the British aren't too happy about the meeting we had about union of the colonies" said Adams
"I would imagine so, very well I will await at my homestead send a messenger when the Commander arrives" said Connor.
"You'll be one of the first to know Connor" said Adams extending his hand "and thank you again." With a nod of his head and a shake their hands he and Samuel departed as Connor turned to leave He caught a pair of hazel eyes staring at him "Belle?"
He had to admit she looked stunning in her dark green dress but the look in her eyes made it clear she was disturbed and Connor knowing exactly why.
"Connor" said Belle fear and uncertainty in her voice "Connor why? Why did you kill all these men?" she asked more shocked then anything.
Connor shielding his face with the beck of his hood he looked away more of embarrassment then shame knowing that one was coming.
"Belle listen to me the things I do may not be too appealing to you but these are things that need to be done" he said looking back into her eyes.
Belle obviously still confused still wanted more answers.
"But I still don't understand" said Belle in trembling voice.
She'd never seen anyone being killed before she's seen dead bodies but never the actual killing part.
"You don't need to understand Belle this is not your fight so you shouldn't worry yourself over matters that don't concern you" he said in a stern voice.
Belle was speechless but in a way she understood his want for justice but she didn't get the killing, slashing and chopping part.
"So your in the war with the British then?" she asked trying to find answers somewhere along the line.
"Not exactly I am fighting a war but this war has been going on for centuries" Connor said trying to help her by not telling her the all the details of the Templar Assassin war.
The Templar's are in this revolutionary war which means Assassins are as well.
"I still don't get why you have to kill is it because you're an Assassin? Is that why you have to turn to blood shed every chance you get, please help me understand Connor!" she pleaded.
With a sigh Connor turned to leave the young girl in hope of shielding someone so beautiful from his ugly world because the world he dealt with is anything but pretty.
"You don't need to understand Belle for your own safety it's best you know nothing of this, just know this is what I do" he said as he turned and started to walk away from her sight.
"I know we've said goodbye many times already but this is where we part ways forever, live a healthy life Belle" said Connor as he walked farther away from the hurt and confused young girl.
As he left he felt a strange cringed at his own words but quickly but forcefully ignored it as he kept walking out of sight from the young woman 'I am sorry but it's what I do'.
A/N: Thank you for those who support my writing I really appreciate it with everything in my tiny little heart lol review, follow and/or favorite it's your choice just no flames please those burn, bless your face if you sneezed while reading this chapter bless you thank you pace off lol.