Rated M for Mature Audiences
Name's belong to me, everything else I just thought I would give this Assassin's Creed AU a try and why not have some wild west gunslinger meet an assassin from another time period.
Assassin's Creed I don't own.
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Gunslinger
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Mid day the town was bustling with town folks. Kids running down the streets school were out for the kids, horse's stood lined up along the road most of them in front of the town's Saloon. Inside the saloon were town folks that drank, a few cowboys that brought cattle in from their ranch. But in the back where the sunlight wasn't able to get through the window sat a female. This female was a gunslinger, and was hired for the raw talent of how she handles her guns. She had her feet up on the table, hat drawn down over her face blocking these looking at seeing her face. She wore faded jeans that showed how much she rode the horse forthere he thighs were faded as well as the ass area. The hat was stained with sweat, her shirt rolled up in the sleeves showing her tan skin from the elbows down and her long beautifully brown hair sat just below her shoulders outlining her just as equally beautiful face that is being hidden.
Rumors in the small booming town is that the female gunslinger is an Assassin sent from one of the Brotherhoods. Another one is she's seeking out thoses that are rich to give to those in need such as the rancher's and last rumor is she's seeking out herself an Assassin. As for the young female gunslinger they're just rumors, although she has thought about getting herself one of those assassin's boy's for herself, but as of lately she's been busy being hired to keep outlaw's out of the town. She herself is one, but the local sheriff has approved for the female gunslinger to stay in town and this is where she's been making money. At night that was a different story.
At night she would go out tracking down fellow outlaw's and killing them. Some of them she knew as she used to be the leader of one group, but as such she was shot and thought to be dead. Little did they know she didn't die. She survived to live another day, the scar was noticeable and at times bothered the gunslinger to the point she took to the streets seeking out any unlikely asshole that was asking to be shot.
The swinging saloon doors swung open admitting light in the inside as a man came walking in saying "I see the ghost of the holy spirit." And continuing to blab on. Pulling her feet down off the table she looks the man over. Older gentleman, maybe in his late 40's or so possibly having grandchildren. She leans forward getting up off her spot. The hat provides a shadow over her face, the hair also helps provide shadowing.
"This holy spirit your seen. Where did you see it?" Sierra asked the older gentleman.
"Over by the livery."
"What was this ghost wearing?"
"A long gunmetal blue robe with the hood up over his face. Had a belt with weapons of some sort, and some other things."
Sierra nods knowing that what the man told him was possibly one of the Assassin's brotherhood, but from where she didn't know. As far as she knew all the older assassin's had died, no news on any of them having children unless she missed that small amount of information while she was gone. She thanks the old gentleman sliding a coin down to the bartender who nods his thanks. Walking out of the saloon Sierra stood for a few minutes watching a crowd of children pointing up at the livery barn. She groans softly knowing that if it is any assassin from a different brotherhood she's not going to go easy on them. Taking two long strides off the catwalk and into the street she caught a glimpse of the assassin wearing an all gunmetal blue robe with parts of leather on his arm.
"Sierra! One child called out as the tall eight grader. "Assassin! Where did he come from!" The boys all chased after the unknown assassin male.
"Gunslinger Sierra! A small little girl calls to the older female who knelt down to be her height.
"Yes, Rosie?"
"Is that one of your own brotherhood assassin's?!?" Rosie asked.
"Don't think so sweetie."the older female spoke softly knowing that she said yes that the little girl would likely be never leaving her side.
"Are you going to find out?"
"At sunset possibly, but first I need to get those boys away from the assassin."Sierra hugs Rosie as the little girl wanted to grow up and be just like Sierra, but the female gunslinger wasn't going to let that happen.
"I hope he's cute! I pray that the assassin falls for you!" Rosie said squealing happily as she ran to the widower wife of the former deputy. Standing back up Sierra sighs as much as the little girl was right it cut like a knife in Sierra's heart. Walking down the street the female gunslinger could make out the group of boys all trying to get a peek at the assassin.
"Aren't you boys late on doing your chores?" The gunslinger spoke as she strolled right up behind the group, a hand on her hip as she gave them a stern look.
"Ah, yes ma'am!" Three boys called out in unison and ran off not once looking back. Two boys were left and they were older boys who didn't want to leave.
"You two need to leave before I tell your momma's know that your haven't been listening." That got the last two boys running off back home. Sighing Sierra scales the barn, hayloft a few horse's inside the livery. Nothing fancy, but the noise of someone moving inside caught her attention.
Pulling out one of her revolvers, she pulled the hammer back, hoping that the sound would be enough to pull the assassin out of hiding. She stood off to the side, back against the wall of the barn, her head just showing off her hat as she spoke. "Assassin, I'm not here to hurt you. Just want to know why you're here."
Sierra didn't hear movement but that didn't mean the assassin wasn't still inside the barn, probably finding a way out of the barn without her knowing so.
Quickly and quietly she jogged over to the other side of the road. The town was becoming less busy, cowboys were leaving to be with the herd or heading back home. Town folks were heading inside now as the sun slowly started to set in the western sky. Horse's whining the sound of their hooves provided enough coverage to move. Now the female gunslinger had an advantage over the other. Hopefully she doesn't have to shoot the guy but assassin's will do anything to get away.
Watching from below Sierra could not believe the skill set for the assassin. How easily he climbed up the barn roof and how he makes the leap looks so flawless. The male stops there on top of the building like he was surveying his surroundings. The slight movement caught the gunslinger's attention, making her shoot at the assassin's upper arm.