Hey guys, since so many of you asked for the Mad King part 2, here it is! Enjoy! Also I have decided to write an Assassins Creed 2 fanfic, I'll give you more info at the end of this one-shot!
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Genevieve paced back and forth through the dim halls of the mansion, her hands folded on her stomach. Her instincts were telling her something wasn't right, and she learned to listen to those intuitions through experience. The brunette definitely didn't like the idea of Connor travelling to Boston alone, especially with the chaotic riots making an appearance on the murky streets almost every day.
To render her mind of such worries, Genevieve walked into the kitchen to make a brew of tea. She rarely made the British beverage anymore; ever since Achilles had passed she couldn't bring herself to do it. Genevieve stirred the flavoured water with a teaspoon and brought the tea cup up to her lips, taking a small sip, careful not to burn her tongue.
A large bang on the door echoed through the hall making the girl drop her tea.
"Open up! By order of the King you are under arrest for conspiracy against The Crown!"
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Connor stomped impatiently back and forth in his cell. Putnam, a trusted ally had sided with the Mad King himself. His robes had been stripped from him, leaving only his underclothes which consisted of a thin shirt and pants. Voices and footsteps from outside soon became louder as they appeared outside of Connor's cell.
"Unlock the door." A voice ordered the bluecoat guarding the cell. To the Mohawk's surprise, Washington, Putnam and Franklin had entered.
"Connor, we meet again under," Washington paused. "Different circumstances."
"Indeed." The prisoner growled back. "What is the meaning of this?" He demanded.
"You have been sighted working and aiding the traitor Samuel Adams." Putnam stepped forward confidently. "And so has your wife."
Connor's fists clenched, his knuckles turning white. "Genevieve had nothing to do with this."
"A letter from Samuel was intercepted by a colleague. She is just as guilty as you are."
Connor faced Washington. "This is not the way Washington."
"Is it not? We wanted justice, freedom. We have it now, with such rights comes restrictions."
"Restrictions? Citizens are under strict watch! This is more than a humble rule."
Ignoring his warning, George continued. "Your wife will arrive in a few hours; it has come to my attention that she is pregnant. For that reason only she will be staying in a 'higher class' cell due to the necessities she might need."
"She needs me." Connor snarled.
"That is something she will have to live without from now on."
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"Put your hands behind your back." A bluecoat ordered the brunette from outside the carriage.
"I'm sorry, but I don't think you have noticed that I'm pregnant. It is not a possibility." Genevieve gritted through her teeth.
"Fine, get in the cart. Don't try anything funny, or we will kill you." The officer threatened. She stepped into the carriage and sat down near the window side. The two guards took their place at the front, whipping the horses bringing the device into motion. Genevieve put her head in her hands. What was she to do? She couldn't escape or attack the officers; it would put her child at risk of death.
After a quarter of an hour travelling down the gravel roads towards the city of Boston, the cart was pulled to a stop. Genevieve peaked out the window, slightly confused at the antics of the men driving the vehicle. A familiar face made its way into her view, making her smile with relief. None other than Samuel Adams had come to her rescue. He opened the door and offered her his hand.
"Come on my dear, we have to go." She took his hand and landed on the rocky ground with a thud.
"Where is Connor? Is he alright?"
"Yes, I sent some undercover men to help him escape from Boston's prison."
Genevieve's eyes widened. "Prison?"
"Your husband had an encounter with Putnam and ended up in a cell. That man will follow anyone who is in power."
"Have all our allies turned to Washington?"
"Not all, but some. We have a hidden base in Boston to keep track on the riots and the deeds of The Mad King."
Samuel helped Genevieve onto a horse and mounted his own.
"Let's depart shall we?"
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Connor leaned back on the wooden chair in the den of Samuel Adams. He broke out of the prison with the help of Sam's men and now awaited the presence of that man himself. He drummed his fingers against the table impatiently until he heard the door creak, signalling the arrival. At first Connor saw his ally, but his attention was drawn to the figure behind him. Realization hitting him in the face, he stood up and wrapped his arms around his wife who rested her head against his chest. He used a free hand to clap on Sam's shoulder, silently thanking him. Adams' nodded and greeted the other men who were also occupying the hideout.
"I was worried about you." Connor whispered. "I was not sure how this would have concluded."
"Worried about me? You were the one who got thrown in prison."
"I am not pregnant." Genevieve found herself smiling a playfully punched his stomach, which was mainly muscle. Even in the worst of times, they had their moments. Small, but sweet moments.
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I hope you liked that one-shot. Just to let you know I'm not doing any more on the DLC, it becomes very complicated, and I have to twist the plot a lot to match it with the events of Following the Wolves. Sorry to those who enjoyed the Tyranny of the Mad King. I just have to leave it here for now. Like I said at the top of the page, I am going to start writing an Assassins Creed 2 fanfic. This will contain Ezio/Jasmine (my OC)/Federico. You'll have to read the story to find out who she ends up with! I'll be messing with the plot slightly, but not too much. It will still follow the events of the game. I will still continue Genevieve and Connor one-shots, but I probably be uploading a new one once a week, since it's tricky to write two stories at once .Please review, I'll need suggestions to continue these one-shots.
Thanks for sticking with me! –Lildoll98
