Summary: When Katherine Johnson moved to the colonies she meets a Assassin named Connor. Together they set off for an adventure of a lifetime. A templar and a assassin working together for the first time ever. Probably would be AU as well… I don't feel like looking up the history points from game… sorry.

Paring: Connor/OC

Rating: M for rape maybe and lemons…mostly lemons

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Red X17: Yeah I know. I'll make him a bit more polite to her, even though she is his enemy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the game and Katherine. Enjoy.

When we reached the house, father opened the door for me and I looked around the house. It was a two story like he said but it was kind of… small for my tastes. Well, how should I know? I was raised in a big white house with a stable for our horses. Oh, I wonder how they are doing with their new family. I felt guilty for leaving them but we had no room on them on the boat. Father escorted me up the stairs showing me my room first then going to their room where he opened the door showing Mother in bed sleeping calmly and quietly with the chamberpot next to her. "She looks…peaceful," I say after a few minutes of silence.

"That she does my dear Katherine. That she does," He says softly. "Now we must unpack. Go unpack your boxes then come down and help me unpack the living room boxes."

I nod my head retreating to my room and going to my window looking out of it seeing the hooded figured that saved me, and threatened me before. I glares at him couldn't pry my eyes away from him. Let me stop looking at you damn it, I thought to myself. I could see a small smirk move on his lips as a carriage passes by. I blink in shock staring at the empty space where he once stood. Moving over to a random box, I bend down on my knees and open it getting out my books looking them over. I have got to finish these someday.

It took a while to get all my boxes unpacked and the living room unpacked as well. I lay exhausted on my bed looking up at the dull ceiling with the candle light flicking in the background. A yawn suddenly came out my mouth signaling I was tired so I blew out my candle, and laid back down closing my eyes going to sleep.

"Katherine Leann Johnson, you get up this instant before you miss breakfast once again and I will not let that happen. You hear me? Get up this instant!" Mother said on the other side of my closed door. Since when did she get out of bed? Last time I remember Father said something about her being nauseous and dizzy. She must of had the flu. I got up out of bed, slowly moving over to my dresser to get out a pink dress that Mother had bought for me. I glared at the color, she knows I hate pink. I'm more of a white, red and black kind of girl. I throw it on the bed going to burn it when I have the time and get out a white dress i knew I had. A smile plastered on my face as I pull it over my slender body and started to brush the tangles out of my hair. Damn my long red hair.

I almost missed a stair as I headed down to the dinning room. Mother and Father looked at me with stern looks on their faces and I wiped the smile off my face. "This is the last time you will be late from breakfast understand Katherine?" Mother asked of me.

"Yes mama…I apologize…" I headed to a seat in front of father sitting down getting a biscuit and opening it open smearing butting over the soft insides of the biscuit before adding grape preserves to it. "Mmm, yummy biscuits."

"Don't try to nice your way to me forgiving you. I need you to go out into the town to get me somethings off my list."

"Like what?"

"You'll see when you get to the store," She answers me drinking more of her tea. I look down in mine not wanting to drink anymore. I got up from my seat picking up the list on the counter and heading out the door to the busy streets. I looked around trying to see where the general store is so I can hurry up and get this done so I can go home and write in my diary. I headed down a few streets easily getting lost, but when I was about to give up I heard a familiar voice.

"Are you lost?"

I turned my head to the assassin behind me and scoffed. "No I am not lost. I just…forgot the way to the store…"

"That means you are lost," He says softly raising an eyebrow. "Follow me, I will show you the way."

"How do I know you won't kill me when we get there?" I ask him crossing my arms staying where I am watching him walk a few meters before he turned back to me.

"You have my word." I stand there quietly thinking over him and his words then moved towards him walking by his side to the general store.

"Why are you being so nice? Just yesterday you was threatening you was going to kill me next time we met."

He cleared his throat silently glancing at me then back in front of him. "We have started off on the wrong foot."

"So you want to start over?"

"Start over?" He asks me not understanding me.

"Uh… I'm Katherine," I say putting out my hand for him to shake. He nods his head at me not shaking my hand so I put it back at my side. "Uh…You're going to keep your name secret?"

He nods slightly. "I wouldn't want you to find me by asking around. But you, I could just find a redcoat or a templar and ask for your presence." I frown slightly knowing that he was right. I should of thought more about this. Socializing with a assassin is against the rules…Well…. not against the rules I don't think. I was raised in the Templar life. I always wanted Assassin parents but got others instead. "Why are you heading to the store so early in the morning. These red coats can hurt you."

"Like they haven't before," I roll my eyes. "Thanks for yesterday though… I could of handled it."

"Sure you could of… Here is the store," He says when we pulled up to the general store. "Do you want me to wait out here so I could escort you back home?"

"No. I can get home by myself. Papa would flip if he saw me with an assassin. A traitor assassin."

"Traitor assassin?" He asks looking down at me tilting his head a bit.

"Yeah, papa told me that you bailed on your Father or something."

"No, no that is not the case. I knew my father was alive but i never saw him until recently when I was looking for Church."

"How did you become an assassin?" I ask him.

"These… these spirits showed me the symbol of the assassin's-" He pointed to his belt. "-then I went to the beach not far from my land and drew the symbol in the sand, that's when the Clan Mother came up behind me telling me that I have to find a man not far from the land to train me."

"Who was your trainer?" I ask him now curious.

"That story is for another time. Now go in the store and get what you need."

I look at him for a few seconds before going to the door opening it slowly, walking in looking around as I walk to the counter. "What can I do for you my friend?" The sales clerk asked me with a accent that I can't put my finger on.

"I need the things off this list," I say softly handing him the list filled with the item my mother needs. I get out my purse full of Pounds and got out a handful giving them to him so he can count out what he needed. I scooped the rest in my hand putting them back in the red bag.

"I have some of the items but I don't have all of them," He tells me getting out a long sword that makes my eyes widen, then a dagger and last but not least, a gun. What does mama need with these? I take them from him carefully after putting my purse up, then look at them carefully. Maybe this is why she didn't want me to look at the list. I would of questioned her about the weapons. I walked out of the store moving to go back home.

"What are the weapons for?"

"How should I know? My Mama needed them," I answer him with a sigh.

"A girl like you should not toy with these weapons. You could get seriously hurt if not trained properly."

"Oh, like you're going to train me," I rolled my eyes.

"If you would like me too then yes."

"Don't bother. I learned from my Papa. He taught me everything I need to know about fighting."

"Yes…But the question is… Did he train you well enough? He may just taught you the basics, but did you actually win a spar with him?"

I stare at him and his hidden eyes and sighs looking down. "No…"

"That is a pure shame. A templar who does not understand how to fight…" He shakes his head. "What has this world come to… You should be heading off now. It was a pleasure seeing you again Katherine."

"You too…uh…Assassin," I replied walking the way back to my house thinking how I will ask Mama about these weapons she needs. "But what about the story of your trainer?" I call to him turning around seeing him gone and sighs. I really hate when people leave when you're about to say something else, especially Assassins. They leave all the time when you're in a middle of a sentence and your back is turned. Damn Assassins...

Happy late Christmas everyone! Sorry it too so long to update...I had to type it out of course xD bye for now!