Parting Ways

Chapter 6, Dirty Little Secrets

Assassins Creed 3 fan-fiction

I DO NOT OWN ASSASSIN'S CREED 3 (or Connor unfortunately) BUT MARIAM AND AMY ARE MY OWN IDEAS

I made my way over to Amy's room with something that was half skipping, half running. I burst through her door to find her curled up in her bed with her blanket tightly wrapped around her. My run slowed down into a jog then a full stop at her bedside. I gave myself a second to breathe in. I begun to shake her out of her sleep when I definitely heard the words

"Mmm Connor..." escape her lips. I chuckled loudly, loud enough to wake her from her clearly enjoyable slumber. She rolled over to face me. I began to laugh as I imitated her saying

"Mmm Connor!" She swiftly realised what I had witnessed. Her eyes widened as I made my getaway, darting across her room into the hall, slamming her door behind me to provide me with some time to hide. I ran into my room once again slamming my door closed. I could hear Amy's footsteps as she fumbled out of her blanket prison. The pace began to increase as she ran to her door. I made my way to my window and climbed onto the Chester draws, shoving the window open in a panic. Without a second's more thought I ran outside onto the roof and sat quietly behind the open window. I could hear Amy's footsteps wonder the halls, searching for me. That is when I heard Connor open his window with a rather loud 'clunk'. He stuck his head outside and noticed me sitting on the roof curled into a ball.

"What are you doing on the roof?" I pressed my finger firmly against my lips as I mouthed the words 'shut the fuck up' to him. "Who are you hiding from?" I heard Amy's feet dart into my room 'crap she found me, thanks Connor!' she had begun to dart to the open window. I rushed over to Connor's window and jumped through.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" She screamed out of the window. I grabbed Connor's wrist and begun to pull him out of his room while laughing the words 'I'm so fucking dead!' hysterically. By the time I had managed to pull Connor out of his bedroom door and in front of my open bedroom door I saw Amy already halfway across the room with a face that could kill. I screamed with laughter as I began to pull Connor down the stairs 'poor boy, he doesn't even know what's going on!' skipping two even three steps in an effort to get to safety. I pulled him into the living room. I stood him in the middle as I caught my breath, though I was still laughing. Amy rushed into the room.

"STOP!" I demanded still resting behind Connor who was still confused. Amy lent against the door frame, catching her breath as well. "Stay right there."

"I'm gonna... kill you." She said panting between her words.

"Touch me and I'll tell." And yes I know I sounded like a seven year old when I said that, but that's exactly what I felt like, a seven year old that knew something that she shouldn't have.

"What do you want?"

"Don't wind me up and don't kill me and my lips are sealed. However if you want I could always..." I didn't have to say anything, I just tip-toed next to Connor's ear and covered my mouth as if I was talking to him and she understood.

"Fine, deal; just keep your big mouth shut." I planted my heels firmly on the ground and started to walk with spring in my step, as if I was once a convicted murderer walking out of a court a free man. I giggled a little as I walked out of the room "Shut up!"

"I didn't say anything!" I called with glee. Connor was still stood in the middle of the room, even more confused than before.

Later on, after Amy had calmed down to a civil rate of annoyance, I and everyone else sat at the table, ate, and discussed what we were to do at Boston. Achilles started to argue that Connor should be making William Johnson his direct target and not the tea. Achilles turned his head to Amy and I and 'asked'

"They boy is a fool, he should be going after William Johnson, should he not?!" Amy raised her hands in the air in a position of surrender as to say 'leave me out of this'. He glared at me, almost trying to intimidate me into saying yes. I simply sighed and said

"I've told you this, he has to do what he feels is right, that's the only way the proper outcome is to happen, though Amy and I will assist and redirect him if his actions deify those stated by history." Achilles grunted as he faced away from me in annoyance; Connor sat back in his chair smugly. We continued to eat when my gaze drifted menacingly to Amy's. My head was still facing down as an uncontrollable smile grew on my face. My lips tightened together as I started to sing

"I'll tell you my dirty little secret, don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret," A spoon-full of food was sent flying my way. It flew past only managing to skim a few strands of hair. I continued to sing; I faced her as I gently pressed my finger against my lips as I sang "Who has to know?"

"You are to clean that up right now." Achilles demanded. She pushed her seat back from against the table as she went to the kitchen to grab a cloth to clean the stain. She re-entered the room and wiped away the stain. She made her way back to her seat to push her chair in while squeezing the cloth in frustration.

"That did make an awful mess Amy," I smirked "Maybe next time you should use a knife, the clean-up is much quicker after all."

"Don't give me ideas." She growled scornfully back.

"You're right," I pressed my index, middle and ring-finger against my lips, playfully taunting her. "For you, thinking is a dangerous pastime." I chuckled under the cover of my hand. She picked up her bowl and cutlery, carrying it into the kitchen to wash them stomping and mumbling as she walked out of the room. Once she was gone there was an awkward silence between the three of us; I had become bored and began to push the remaining food in my bowl around the edge as I pouted at it. Achilles stood up and walked around the table, making his way to the door. There was a quiet 'thwack' sound as the tip of his cane clipped the back of my head. I clasped the back of my head to cover the site of the sharp pain.

"What was that for?!" I yelled, demanding an explanation. My neck was curled so that my head rested on the table.

"You shouldn't tease people." He said as he walked closer to the door. I looked up to see Connor chuckling at my pain and humility. I swiftly ended that with a quick and hard boot to the shin. Achilles looked behind him to find Connor and me both with our heads of the table going 'Ow' as we tried to stop the pain. He smiled as he left the room.