((OOOOHHHH~ this is getting very interesting! And since school is coming back ~.~ I have more hw, don't hate on me and say GET THIS DONE. Homework comes first heh…^^ This chapter is sad thought in my opinion because Evelence is at their camp while Connor went bye bye. NO more of him. JK! XD XD I had you there for a minute. Anyways, this is when Connor returns and things start to become…EMOTIONAL! D; Enjoy! PRESS DA REVIEW BUTTON!))

Chapter 9

Connor fumed with anger, knowing his best friend had betrayed him to give himself to the Templars. He wouldn't allow such a cruel and cold thing. It made him wonder if this was the future for his success, betrayal. Was that it? When they watched each other's back, yet in return she betrayed him by preparing a trap, an ambush. Still, he couldn't believe his own kind would turn their back on him.

"Connor what happened, where's Evelence?" Achilles opened the door for him as the floor was soaked with the rain Connor carried with him.

"With the Templars." He responded as he entered the basement.

"What in the world made you think that was a good idea?" He blinked a couple of times and stood there in confusion.

"Evelence led me to a trap." He answered back. "Hickey and Lee were already there, watching us while he hunted." He threw some papers in the air. "She stopped me from going into the trap, changing her mind about me being with the Templars." He shouted then calmed down, watching the papers fly in the air. "To save her runaway mother, she would ambush me. My own kind!" he pinched the bridge of his nose and looked down, trying to think.

"You've made a mistake boy," he poked his cane in Connor's stomach repeatedly.

"You were bait, it was her who ran into the trap, not you." He let out a sigh. Connor just looked up confused and held his stomach from Achilles poking him with his cane.

"They told her to ambush you, but they knew she wouldn't because she would eventually change her mind. You did exactly what they thought you would do!" Achilles started walking up the stairs. "Now the Templars will ask to aid her." Connor watched as he returned up the stairs.

"Congratulations on losing your friend that meant so much to you." He said sarcastically. Slamming the door shut making the basement shake.

Connor pondered for a moment, re-capturing what Achilles had said.

"Bait, mistake…" ran through his head. The words circled around irritating him, taunting him.
Evelence's words rang in his head as well. "I'm sorry."

When he had returned he didn't turn back, instead he was focused on heading straight to Homestead.

When he pondered hard, he sighed and punched the desk knowing what Achilles said was true.

What was happening to Evelence right now? Giving them information about him, Homestead, and Achilles? A loud crack of thunder could be heard making the ground shake. The rain was pouring down still just as he left Evelence. He stepped forward and began to pace back and forth, thinking of what he was going to do. Finding her was an option, but would they be waiting for him? Would the wait for the right moment to approach him? More questions kept filling his mind every second.

Tomorrow they would surely be gone by the time he'd ride his horse to the Frontier at dawn. They knew they would return to Boston, that's all he knew. They must have a hideout, a bar, Winehouse, etc.

Achilles was back again. "You better catch her quickly before they ask her anything, or bring her to Boston with your father."

Connor blinked a couple of times, trying to remember where they last saw each other. He nodded his head and quickly ran up the stairs, careful not to slip from the water that had been dripping this whole time. By the time he opened the door, it was raining cats and dogs. Lighting was shooting across the sky while the thunder kept echoing in the distance. "Hurry, boy!" Achilles pushed Connor and into the rain, leaving the horse and him. He mounted the horse and rode off making it hard for him to see while the wind was picking up.

He passed by the carriage that was always up to trade, knowing this was the checkpoint to the Frontier.

Eventually he reached the top of the hill and entered the Frontier. "Go!" the horse did as Connor asked and ran faster. The rain was spraying in his face as they went down the hill and up to where they head ran to catch Hickey.
He ran through the woods, moving from branch, careful not to slip. There was a camp just ahead from where Connor was. He swung, jumped, and sprint through the trees until he reached his destination to be empty. No one was in their tents, nor were there horses that remained.

Evelence was gone, along with Hickey and the rest.

"LEE WHERE ARE YOU?!" he shouted over the rain, jumping from his spot and into the camp.

Everything was silent except for the pouring rain that soaked his entire outfit once more. Connor huffed and sighed heavily, listening to the sound of Evelence's apologize.

"I'm sorry!"

Evelence sat in the chair at the Green Dragon where Charles Lee and Thomas Hickey sat right beside her, warming her up from the cold rain she was left in at the forest.

"No need to be sad love." Hickey patted her back, soon rubbing her back in circles to try to comfort her.

She sniffed and didn't reply.

"There's lots of guys like him, plent' o'f fish in te' sea!" Hickey raised his glass and set it down placing his arms around her. At the comment, she glared at Hickey with her wolf-some eyes.

"It's not like that." She placed her elbows on the table to rest her head on the palms of her hands.

"So you haven't…" he made a scene with his fingers which caused Charles to place his hand on his forehead. Evelence shook her head quickly, strongly disagreeing with the scene he had made.

"No, not like that at all…" it sent chills up her spine to think about such a thing.

"Leave poor girl alone." Charles placed her hands in his, cupping them together.
"You need to not worry about him, he has left you. Highly doubt he will come back, it seems as if he is a cold blooded monster." He described him perfectly as what he truly was. Hickey's arm remained around hers as they both tried to comfort her.

"Te' man who you've always lived wit', what was is' name? Hickey asked with his strong accent.

Her stomach twisted, not knowing what to tell them, should see tell them? It didn't seem right, though Connor would discuss what happened with Achilles. This would cause him to strongly at her.

"Achilles." She answered softly hoping they wouldn't hear her. She was wrong.

"Te' old man?" she chuckled as he said that.

It reminded her of Connor when he would say that to Achilles whenever they were in an argument.

"Yea." She replied softly. They all laughed and joked around about him. Some of the things she heard were hurtful and cruel. They thought they could at least leave a scratch on him, but they were wrong. Had they not known he was an assassin?

They all stopped laughing when they saw a man with a somewhat looking pirate hat on, his clothes formal while his hair was grey.

"Ah, I've heard you come." He sat in his seat across from her as several others sat beside him. It must be Connor's dad, the one at the top of the list for him, the one who is in charge of the Templar group.

Pitcairn was there along with Johnson, though there was no Benjamin Church.

"They told me the other assassin has left you out in the rain."

Evelence nodded slowly looking into his chocolate brown eyes. Those eyes that made you feel welcomed and filled with peace and kindness.

"Such a shame to leave such a beautiful woman out in the rain,"

Her cheeks flared as he lifted her chin. "Such beauty should not be left behind."

Evelence looked down then was brought back up. "Don't think you are not, you will only let yourself down." he advised and relaxed his hand.

"Now, Gentleman." He stood up bowing to each and every one of them. "Charles, you and Hickey will watch over her, making sure she is alright in the future and on."

Charles nodded. "Yes Master Kenway."

Kenway. That's his last name, Kenway.

"To your room miss?" Charles Lee was very different when he was around Master Kenway, it was probably because he was the leader of their Templar group, she wondered if he told him about him burning the village. She still remembered that day when she and the Clan Mother had experienced the fire. The Clan Mother had told her to stay inside the hut, not to be seen. When they thought the agreement had settled, they grew furious and had burned the village. She could still hear his voice, it wasn't Charles or Master Kenway. The voice was filled with kindness and a welcoming tone, but her feelings were wrong. The tone made the man burn down the village. It was those Templars that she stood with now.

"Thank you." She looked up at Charles and bowed politely. He managed a warm smile and closed the door when she entered. "It's best if you stay and rest, you wouldn't want to catch a cold?" he chuckled and adjusted her bed for her to sleep in. It confused her to why he showed her such kindness and compassion.

"I will check up on you every hour to see how you are doing, Master Kenway told me to keep you comfortable as possible." He looked up from adjusting her bed. "If there is anything you need feel free to ask by opening your door half way open, people would be surprised to see an Assassin in this area." He chuckled and closed the door behind him. It was just Evelence and the room to herself

Why would they give such kindness to her, it didn't make since. Was all this their plan? It couldn't possibly be they would knock the information out of her mouth then maybe feed her teeth to her.

Everything was confusing, confusing enough to make her head spin and feel dizzy. Maybe she did need some rest or else she would get the flu or cold from sitting out there in the rain.

"Giving up is not an option for you." Achilles would tell her. "You came to my house with your friend, begging on your knees for help."

It was true, both Connor and her asked him desperately to train them. But it seems to her it seems she hasn't paid her training off. Instead, she wept like her mother in the forest while the rain poured. In her mind she'd always thought Connor did not feel way she did about him. There was never time for such things. They always had each other's back, but she betrayed him. Charles claims he betrayed her by leaving her out in the rain, but who was the one that agreed to ambush him? Herself. Who was the one that wanted to save her mother? Herself. The more questions she would ask herself the more she felt Charles was wrong. Still, the questions she would ask herself made her terribly miss Connor. His chocolate brown eyes would meet hers and the embraces she would receive from him time to time. They have fought and argued before, but nothing like this. Her stomach was filled with hatred words, guilt, and betrayal.

Then she thought of an idea.

Moments later after planning and thinking, she came up with an idea to meet Connor and join him once more. She was NOT a Templar. She was an assassin.

The process was slow as she cursed under her breath of the plans she created that failed. Charles Lee would knock and check up on her to see if she would do anything drastic. Instead she smiled and bowed politely, answering she was alright. After the innocent scene she made, she quickly lay in bed to think and ponder more about what she could do. It didn't take her long to think what she could do, it was the only thing she could do. As a member of the Brotherhood, she would assassinate Pitcairn.