Chapter 2
The Mark
Sisika's POV
The Homestead was a beautiful place. It was peaceful and the people I saw looked very happy. It made me smile a little. Although I learned pretty quickly that it could be dangerous. A mountain lion attacked us and I pushed Ratonhnhake:ton away. It got my arm and I screamed. He killed it and pulled it off me.
"Are you hurt?"
"Oh no, I bleed like this all the time." I said sarcastically.
He growled at me and I stood up. Once Prudence and Warren were settled, Ratonhnhake:ton took me to a large house on a hill.
"Old man!?"
I frowned and then a older man with a cane came walking forward.
"What happened?"
His voice sounded a bit weak.
"A mountain lion." he said.
"Well come and let me have a look my dear."
Ratonhnhake:ton nudged me forward. I didn't trust very easily but I had no choice. I sat down in a kitchen and I removed the clothing on my upper body. Ratonhnhake:ton's eyes went wide.
"What?"
He pointed at my arm.
"Where did you get that?"
I looked at the mark on my shoulder.
"I was born with it. Why?"
"Do you know what it is?" Achilles asked.
"No. My father said he would tell me when I was ready."
"That's the symbol of the Brotherhood."
"Brotherhood of what?"
"Assassins."
I wasn't too surprised.
"Well then, I only have one man I want to assassinate." I whispered.
He bandaged my arm and I put my cloths back on. Several pieces were ruined and now my arms were bared. I stood up and started to walk to the door.
"Sisika!"
I didn't stop. He grabbed my arm.
"Where are you going?"
"To kill the man who burned my village and killed my father."
He turned me around.
"Who?"
"Why does it matter?"
"I just want to know."
I sighed but nodded.
"His name is Kenway. He and his little band of friends destroyed my village, killed my people and my family. I don't care about his friends, I just want him."
"You can't just go after Haytham Kenway. He's a grown man with years of experience. You're still just a girl no older than Connor but you don't even have his training."
"I know enough. If I lose my life in the process, so be it."
I started to walk again but Ratonhnhake:ton stopped me.
"Let me train you. You saved my life, it's the least I can do."
I turned and looked into his eyes.
"Why do you care so much?"
There was sadness and anger in his eyes.
"I understand how you feel, and I know your pain. And I owe it to you."
I looked straight into his eyes. He was telling the truth. I slowly nodded.
"Very well."
I saw a very small smile on his face. I gave him a half smile.
"Connor, what about the Templars?"
"She can help me. That is how she will learn. She does not seem like someone who would learn the way I did. I think you know that Achilles."
"I suppose so." he said softly.
He nodded and then he took me away.
"Sisika, if we cross paths with him, you can't confront him. I have to get rid of the others first."
I stopped him and he looked at me.
"I still don't understand why you want to go through all this trouble for me."
"You do not need to."
He kept walking and I sighed. He wasn't going to tell me a thing.
Connor's POV
I wanted to know why my father burnt down her village. What I didn't want her to know was that he was my father. She would probably hate me. That was the last thing I wanted. She was special, that much I knew. I wondered if her father was an assassin. Whatever she was…she was different. She was beautiful, I had never seen a woman like her before. Her long dark hair was pulled back and her dark brown eyes stared into my soul. She had thin fingers but she was strong, very strong. She was brave and kind to those in need. I knew she did not trust me, but she still risked her life to save mine. I didn't trust her either, but I wanted to.