A/N: I'm back people, my bad about the previous chapter being so short and I really thank you all for supporting the story and to make up for the short chapter I'm goin' in this go round so sit back drink some tea or maybe coffee a beer or whatever put some tunes on and enjoy the chapter cuz it's about to go down.

The Bloody Rose

Chapter XI: Escape

Belle's heart beat accelerated worry creeping up her spine and panic beginning to show on the young woman's feature she could only stare and walk slowly and steadily through the disaster she called home as Connor stayed close on her heels looking around the living room and spotting foot prints by the closet with his sharp vision and squatted to get a better look yep foot prints it looks to have been at least six or seven men.

"It looks to have been a struggle in this area" he said softly not wanting to rile the poor girl any more then possible.

She paced her way over to the spot he was squatting and could see mud and a bit of ripped clothing.

"It seems that a group of men have taken him" said Connor as he turned his gaze back to the staggering woman he could see the obvious panic in her eyes in a span of a few days she was kidnapped, nearly raped and now her father was missing, poor girl was going through quite the storm.

"Why would someone kidnap my father, he's just an inventor he's harmless, it makes no sense" said the young Frenchwoman

"I agree, let's go around town and see what information we can find"

Belle nodded her head in agreement as she briefly search around for something a few moments later she found her favorite book she had been reading and held it in her arms the book had a significant memory for it was her father to read it to her first after that she fell in love with the book as she followed Connor out the door and into the lawn staring at the well handmade water mill made by Maurice and turned to the brunette as she made her way down the steps.

"We should start with a few of your neighbors and see what they know" said Connor.

"Ok we should start with a woman named Amelia she's the town gossip and if anything she knows something"

Connor nodded his head as they began their search.

Belle and Connor walked deeper into town after speaking to Amelia and a few other neighbors they learned that a group of suspicious men that no one has seen before had come into town but they stayed in one spot until night by then they disappeared and that was pretty much it for the time being, Belle herself was beginning to worry even more by the minute as they walked upon the tavern.

"I just have no idea what's going on my father doesn't bother anyone so….why?"

"I don't know but we will find out soon enough" said Connor sounding strong and assuring.

"But from what I've gathered your father seems to be very destructive" said the Native with a slight grin trying to cheer her up it was worth a shot.

"Well um I wouldn't say destructive" she said while averting his eyes looking down.

"Belle your neighbors said he blew up two mills and set a barn on fire three times and that's in one whole week how do you explain that?" asked Connor with a chuckle.

The French beauty shifted her eyes left and right before speaking "Uhh well those were all…accidents?" she said with a nervous smile and a shrug.

Connor shucked his head and began to walk closer to the tavern "An accident she says."

"What you don't believe me? They were accidents, Connor!" she shouted and quickened her pace as he began to get farther ahead of her.

As the two companions came to the doors of the tavern they were already being opened and met with a small group of men exiting the tavern.

"Belle?!"

"Gaston?"

Gaston meet Belle's eyes as she met his they were a few feet from each other aside from the men that were accompanying him holding muskets along with his number one fan Lefou.

A few men stood in front of him as he stood next to an old man who seemed to be glaring at Connor.

"Belle where have you been you've been gone for days"

"I was...well that doesn't right now, Gaston my father's missing do…you know anything that happened?" she said while eyeing the men around him they all seemed to be staring at Connor.

"Yea we noticed cus nothin' be gettin' blown up recently" said Lefou with a laugh.

"Well uhh no can't I've seen anything" Gaston said with a hurried tone also chuckling at his friend's comment.

Belle's eye slightly twitched at their jokes and laughter's and especially Gaston's statement and he wasn't he looking her in the eyes he seemed to be hiding something.

"Gaston, I asked if you knew anything not seen" she said while turning her head slightly her hazel eyes locked on the large Frenchman.

Gaston chuckled nervously a bit but kept his composer as he started to smirk dashingly at her.

"Well hell hearing, seeing, knowing it's all in the same boat Belle, but no I don't know anything, but I can defiantly help my future bride search for her missing father" said the Frenchman with a cocky grin.

"Yeeea Gaston brings home the ladies" said another fan raising his ale.

Connor's eye slightly twitch at the man's statement was she engaged to this man and what was with the people with him and their glares it doesn't take specialized Assassin instincts to tell a fight was near.

"Gaston I told you I'm not interested how many times do I have to say it and I already have plenty of help thank you" she said while gesturing her hand to Connor.

Gaston looked towards the man in the white robes he wore a hood with blue lining and had what seemed like an army on his person from a mighty dangerous looking sword (Kidd's sawtooth blade) a bow and arrow and a tomahawk, he fit the description of the Assassin that Conwell said was giving the Colonial Templars great grief and had one of his superior officers searching for him he was a Native and that symbol on his belt….oh yea he was one of them first day on the job and he'd already come face to face with and Assassin.

"Belle just who the hell is this?" Gaston asked in a low voice sizing up the Native with narrow eyes.

Connor caught his gaze and responded with his own glare while bringing his eyes back to the old man next to him.

"This is Connor he helped me and my father a few months ago and has come to my rescue again."

"Connor you say ya sure it's not something unpronounceable like ogiebabadogo or dogohondarada maybe something along those lines" said Gaston grinning drawing a laugh from his fan club.

Connor was two seconds away from stabbing this guy in the throat and skinning him as if he was another animal but he was more mature then to lose his cool over teasing.

Belle saw the irritation in Connor's eyes he could shut them all up by killing a man or two but she didn't want that instead she'll hit him where it hurts.

"At least his name doesn't mean pea brained isn't that right Messier LeGume I wonder what else could be pea sized on your body" said Belle with a smirk and crossing her arms the sound of 'oooohs' and laughter came from the crowed.

"Ya wanna find out" said Gaston a smile and twinkle in his eyes.

"I would rather go blind" said Belle while turning her nose in the air.

Gaston moved closer to the young woman placing his arm around her shoulder as her faced turned in disgust.

"Come on Belle you don't need a little moon dancer who probably can't even speak the kings English, you need a warrior like me" said Gaston.

"You call yourself a warrior?" asked Connor finally speaking up and moving closer to the Frenchman and also proving his English is just fine and dandy.

"Funny you seem like a mindless bear to me" said Connor.

Gaston didn't like that remark as he let go of Belle's shoulders and stepped closer to the Assassin with a frown.

"Oh? A bear you say? Well this bear can tear you to pieces little man"

Connor smirked and got directly into Gaston face the Frenchman had at least a few inches on him and he was a little bulker but to Connor that meant nothing about a man's skill.

"You wouldn't be the first bear to attempt that sadly all the ones who've tried were skinned after our little bouts" said Connor.

"You want some of me savage?!" shouted Gaston losing his composure.

"I'm standing right in front of you aren't I?" said Connor keeping his composure.

The crowd started a session of shouts and screams for the men to tear into each other but before the two could come to blows Belle stepped in and pushed Connor back while Conwell pulled Gaston back with his cane.

"Enough of this childish banter, Gaston who are these men your with?"

By this time Conwell stepped in front of the group his eyes now on Belle.

"We are men in search of a new meaning in life young lady a much higher meaning and young Gaston here has decided to join our cause for a better world"

Belle's skin started to crawl for some reason this guy seemed a bit dark and mysterious but not in a romantic way oh no, more like in if you fall asleep I'll kidnap you and sell you to the highest bidder sort of way point is he made her very uncomfortable.

"So what would a nice looking young lady like you be doing with a man like this, you know being around his kind could get you knee deep in shit" said the old man.

Belle felt anger rise from within her did he just judge Connor because of his race he didn't even know Connor the nerve of this man.

"Excuse me sir but I don't judge a person by their skin or even how they look so you do yourself a favor and-"Belle was cut off by the man's chuckling as he shook his head in amusement.

"Silly girl I wasn't referring to his nationality I was merely talking about his profession" he said while turning to Connor with a smirk.

The Assassin's eyes narrowed as he sized the old man up and down until he spotted what he was looking for, there was a ring on his right ring finger and the emblem on it was no doubt a red cross made from what seemed to be fine ruby this guy was bad news.

"You know what I'm talkin' about right?" there was a brief pause as all eyes were kept on the Native.

"Assassin"

The men around him reached for their swords as Connor steeped in front of the small Frenchwoman and pulled his and pulled his hidden blade/dagger.

"Belle get back these men are Templars!" shouted Connor as Belle's eye's widened and took a few steps back it was starting to make sense now a group of suspicious men not seen in town before these are the men who took her father.

"It was you, you kidnapped my father!" shouted Belle.

Conwell's lips curled into a smile as he glared at the girl with a mischievous look in his eye.

"So your Maurice's daughter, can't say I'm not thankful for you Assassin you saved us the trouble in looking for her" said the Templar

Connor stepped forward his hood blocking his eyes as he spoke in a husky voice.

"And you've saved me the trouble in looking for you" said Connor in a threatening tone.

"KILL THE BASTARD! And take the girl" said Conwell as his men pulled their weapons and charged towards the Assassin.

Two attackers came at either side of the Assassin with their muskets in hand Connor quickly kicked one in the groin while grabbing the musket from the other oncoming hostile while hitting him with it turning around and launching him over his back and directly on to the stunned hostile holding his crotch and impaled them both with the bayonet.

"OH BLOODY 'ELL!"

Another brave soul came with a sword wildly swinging the weapon in hopes of actually hitting something but Connor was too fast for the man slashes dodging each swing with great fluidity.

With one final swing he aimed for Connor's midsection but his slash was blocked as the Assassin's tomahawk met his blade deflecting it and quickly slashing his throat with it while leaning backwards pulling out his pistol holding it under his right arm and armpit firing the ball shaped bullet into the grunt's chest finishing him off and twirling his tomahawk while turning to his next victim.

The men around seemed greatly intimidated as the Native was making short work of their comrades

Two more grunts started to close in figuring their odds were better if they'd attack together, they were sadly mistaken as a Templar grunt swept at the Assassin's leg but Connor swiftly brought his leg up kneeing the grunt's face in the process Connor quickly grabbed the musket from the charging soldier while twisting and taking it from the attacker, as the grunt kept his momentum from running he crashed into his ally their bodies meeting as Connor finished them by stabbing them both with the bayonet.

Gaston's eyes were widened at the scene before him and if he wasn't there then he would not have believed it, one man was killing left and right one and twos without hesitation or even remorse he thought he was a skilled but this man was on a different level.

"Gaston come along this is getting ugly as all hell" said Conwell knowing he couldn't stand to the Assassin at his age and he didn't want to send in his new recruit going in and getting killed on his first day as a Templar that would be just unethical.

Not saying a word but merely nodding as he and his recruiter slipped through the growing crowd that spectated the gruesome scene.

"Belle isn't that the man you brought into town!?" one of her neighbors shouted while anger loomed but with much more panic and shock.

"Well yes but he's-"

"A murderer, he's just killing those men as if he does it for a living!" one woman shouted as a splash of blood got on her face, she and Belle paused as the woman stopped her rent and fainted where she stood.

"Why would you bring someone like this here Belle?" questioned the book keeper he seemed hurt and betrayed and deep down she was hurt as well, but she knew Connor was fighting for both of their sakes.

"Listen Connor is fighting to keep me safe the same men that kidnapped my father are after me now and he is risking his life to keep me safe so I don't care what you people say you've judged me my whole life but I won't stand for it anymore!" shouted at Belle as Connor finished of the last hostile with a leaping stab with his dagger tackling the man to the ground while rolling to his feet.

Connor looked towards Belle and saw she was getting hassled by a few towns' folk they seem disturbed by his previous work so he had to get her to safety and away from all this hostility there was one place in the world where even he felt at peace as Connor walked over to where Belle was being harassed the crowd around her started to descend as the Assassin approached obviously scared out of their minds.

"Get out of our village you murderer!" one brave individual shouted.

"We don't want your kind here!"

"Leave from here you savage!"

The insults went on as Connor quickly grabbed Belle's hand and took her away from the raging villagers.

They quickly made their way to the out skirts of the small town where he left their horse, but right before the reached the four legged animal Belle dropped to her knees tears streaming down her cheeks while she held her face, all of her traumas crashing down at once.

*sob*"haven't I been through enough *sob* haven't I?" she said while getting past her sobs.

"First *sob* I'm kidnapped from my home, and then I get beaten and sexually assaulted, and now my father's missing *sob* and my own neighbors force me out of the place I call home what does the world have against me? *sob*" said the Frenchwoman all while trying to release her sobs.

Connor saw the pain the young woman was going through but did it have to be now for her to break down now of all times when their trying to get out of dodge.

"Belle I know you've been through a lot these past few days but we really need to get out of this town" said the Native trying to keep his voice soft and assuring.

The young women threw herself into his chest wrapping her arms around his torso continuing her sobs.

Connor was once again surprised by the actions but after a few seconds he brought his arms around the crying girl and let her get it all out while they had a moment.

After a couple of minutes she backed away rubbing her eyes, her sobs fading away as she looked up towards Connor her hazel eyes were still slightly teary but she smiled sadly at the Assassin.

"Thank you Connor I must sound like a broken record by now, but I might have died a thousand times already if it weren't for you" said Belle while placing on of her delicate hands on Connor's tanned cheek and getting on the tip of her toes kissing the other.

"You're welcome" was all the Assassin could say and for the hundredth time while holding his cheek.

'A kiss that was…nice' thought Connor.

He cleared his throat while backing away to the horse bumping into it this action drew a giggle from the young girl in front of him he was able to sense when a man was coming weapon in hand attempting to kill him but he couldn't prevent from bumping in to a large animal 'not very Assassin like'

"Well we should get going there is no telling when reinforcements will arrive" said the Assassin as he helped Belle on the stallion before climbing on himself and rode off on to the road taking an unfamiliar path to the maiden.

"Umm Connor where are we going?" asked Belle.

"I'm taking you to a homestead where my mentor and I live the community is a prospering one with good people and many resources it's a quiet and safe location you'll feel right at home" said Connor.

"Really?" she asked with a little hope in her voice.

"Yes I guarantee you'll like it their if not love it" said the Assassin.

"Well I look forward to it then" said Belle while resting her head on his back.

Connor nodded as he continued their journey to Davenport Homestead.

Meanwhile back in town Gaston and Conwell sat in a carriage as Conwell lit a cigar and began puffing out his irritation from losing most if not all of his escorts.

"So that was an Assassin huh?" asked Gaston.

"Oh yes an Assassin trained to the 'T' if I might add, Achilles has put sometime into that one, not having any second thoughts are we?" asked Conwell looking at the young man sideways.

"Who me?" said the Frenchman with a chuckle.

"Oh no if anything this is gun powder to fire, I really want to slice that savage's throat with his own weapons."

Conwell chuckled at the man eagerness but he knew it would take some time for his new recruit to come toe to toe with Achilles boy.

"Patients my young student there will be plenty of time for that but for now we go back to Campbell and take Maurice to meet an old friend of ours"

"Oh and just who is this 'friend' you speak of is he lined with the Order?" asked the Frenchman.

"Oh yes indeed" said the old man.

"He got a name?" asked Gaston.

"Haythem…..Haythem Kenway."

Dun-dun-duuuuuuuuuuun hahahaaaa well here's chapter 11 I should really update Fight for me but I'm just having to0 much fun with this story anyway I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and stay tuned for more leave a review before pressing the back or X button thanks.