Ashkii's POV:

I don't know how long I've stayed, I know I'm 13 now and I'm fully trained, there's nothing I don't know. I've been able to tame animals, especially birds, and sort of 'hire' them to help me out during battle. I don't wear the uniform yet, I just wear my white blouse, green skirt and my brown cloak with the hood along with my boots.

Connor is taking me out for help today, it's been snowing, I don't really like snow, I put on a show and tell them that I do, but I actually don't… because it gets poured down the blood.

My mother is still missing. And the Templars aided by my father are tracking me down as we speak, I'm really careful when in town now.

Connor walks down the hallway, me close behind him, he holds a mattress, all rolled up, ready to go. He holds my hand tightly, there's no way I can break free of it.

He's like a big brother/ father I never to me. I always looks up to him and is patient when I'm trying to tell him something.

"Don't do this Connor!" yells Achilles

"Then what do we propose we do? Sit and watch while Templars take control? We are sworn to stop them, or have you already forgotten?" replies Connor

Dammit, they're fighting again, I don't like it when people fight. They've been having a lot of arguments lately, I'd just go into my room and block my ears, try to play my violin over their argument or go somewhere else, like the roof.

"Assassins are meant to be quiet. Precise. We do not go announcing conspiracies from the rooftops of all who pass by" replies Achilles stepping down the porch

"Who are you to lecture anyone? You locked yourself away in this crumbling heap and gave up on the Brotherhood entirely, since the day I've arrived, you've done nothing but discourage me. And on the rare occasions you've chosen to help, you've done so little you may as well have done nothing at all. I trained Ashkii myself because you couldn't do it and now she is braver than ever before"

Lies… I'm not brave…

"How dare you!"

"Then tell me. On whose watch did the brotherhood falter? Whose inaction allowed the Templar Order to grow so large that it now controls the entire nation!"

Connor places the mattress on the horse. He lifts me up and places me on it too, freeing me from my grasp.

"If I sought to dissuade you, it was because you knew nothing! If I was reluctant to contribute, it was because you were naïve. A thousand times you would have died and taken God knows how many with you. Let me tell you something, Connor: life is not a fairytale and there are no happy endings"

Achilles is right about the fairytales, I can tell you that.

"No. not when men like you are left in charge"

Achilles walks to the front of the horse. "In your haste to save the world, boy – take care you don't destroy it! And Ashkii, are you sure you want to go with Connor?"

I look at both of them, sighing I node with determination on my face. Connor smiles before we gallop away on the horse.

We ride in silence, the cold wind rushes through my hair.

"I am sorry that I had brought you into that"

I can't reply… I wish it could say you're forgiven, I just hug him tighter.

"Not yet, my apologies, I have been distracted, who's this young lady?" asks the Commander

"This is Ashkii, a close friend of mine"

"Nice to meet you" he says holding out his hand

Like everyone else I hesitantly take it.

"She can't talk" clarifies Connor

"Back to business" replies the Commander "supply Caravans meant for the camp have gone missing. I suspect treachery"

The small blizzard starts to get to me, a shiver runs down my spine, it hurts when it reaches where the bear claw mark is. No one knows about it yet, same with the wolf bite.

"A traitor named Benjamin Church, recently released from prison has vanished as well. The two events are surely related" says the commander

"What was his crime?" asks Connor

"He was caught sending letters to the loyalist detailing our troop strength. He claimed it was a scare tactic that we might just void the war"

Well… that man was dumb

"a poor lie"

No shit

"we will find church for you" says Connor

"why? What reason have you to help?" asks the commander

"does it matter?"

"as you wish. We've received reports of trouble along the southern road. Might be this responsible. I suggest you begin your search there"

Connnor nodes and we quickly walk away.

We walk into an old abandoned warehouse thing, I go a bit quickly and run inside without a care in the word and start looking for church. I can't find any trace of him. Something seems a bit off… I turn around to get back to Connor when I see a man on the rafters. Before could warn him the man dives onto him, with a loud thug they hit the floor.

I twist my arm around, a small crossbow-like slingshot I made emerges from my hidden blades. It's attached to it, I point it at the man, holding a form position.

"Father"

Whaaaaaaat?

"Connor. Any last words?" asks the man taking out his hidden blade

"Wait" he moves his head facing me with a grin on his face. The man sees me and starts to questions on whether he was to get off or not

"A poor choice"

He goes to stab him and fling into action. A small rock darts out at him as Connor pushes him off. Hitting him on the forehead. They both quickly get up. Connor motioning me to stand back and be ready for anything that might happen.

"Nice to see you again Ashkii, your mother is quite the accomplice" says the man

I clench my fists, how the hell does he know my Mother?

"Come to check up on church? Make sure he'd stolen enough for your British bothers?" asks Connor

"Benjamin church is no brother of mine. No more than Redcoats or their idiot king" replies the man "I expected Naiveté but this… this Templars do not fight for the crown. We seek the same as you, boy! Freedom. Justice. Independence-"

"but"

"Hmmm! But what?"

"Johnson, Pitcairn, hickey. They sought to steal land. To sack towns. To murder George Washington"

The man sighs, I've seen him before… "Johnson sought to own the land that we might keep it safe. Pitcairn aimed to encourage diplomacy – which you cocked up thoroughly enough to start a god-damned war! And hickey? George Washington is a wretched leader. He's lost nearly every battle in which he's taken part. The man's wracked with uncertainty and insecurity. Only look at the Valley Forge to know my words are true. We're all better off without him"

Then it hit me… Haytham… this name is Haytham Kenway, father who was illed trying to get his son and daughter free from kidnappers as they made their escape, Haytham's sister is still out there somewhere… haytham was forced into the Templar order, meeting Connor's mother… it all made sense… he met me and my mother too.

Haytham sighs again. "look- much as I'd love to spar with you, benjimun Church's mouth is as big as his ego. You clearly want the supplies he's stolen. I want him punished. Our interests are aligned"

Oh god… please don't.

"What do you propose?" asks Connor meeting his eye again.

As Haytham draws nearer I keep my blades ready for anything he may try to do, moving closer to Connor too.

"A truce. Perhaps… perhaps some time together might do us good. You are my son after all"

Am I being ignored here? I sigh walking out of the small little church warehouse thing and outside. I quickly climb a tree to get a better height, I slip on my leather gloves to keep my hands warm and take out a dead mouse, I hold it dangling it around in the wind. An eagle comes by me, landing on my hand I feed it the mouse.

"Does your bird friend know where he went?" asks Haytham either referring to me or the bird

I point to the man and at Connor, then to me and the house. The bird tilts his head in confusing, I sigh loudly placing my pointer finger on its head and closing my eyes.

I see Church and a woman, my mother standing next to him.

"When can I see my daughter again?" she asks

"All in good time"

"She's out there alone! I need to get to her!"

"Unless you want her dead I suggest you keep your mouth shut rogue"

"… Yes… sir" she sighs

My eyes open in shock.

"Keep the eagle! We may need it later!" I hear Connor yell

"Ashkii!"

I climb up a tree, the eagle circling from above, running on the branches I hold up another mouse, the magnificent bird flying beside me. I slip out another mouse, placing it on the small crossbow thing on my blades and aim for his clothes, getting the perfect angle I shoot.

The eagle swoops down with ease and starts attacking him. Sending the man to the ground. I see a black thing head towards me as I'm enveloped in it, the impact makes me fall to the ground. Iron balls with rips are wrapped around my chest and feet. Tightly, the more I move the more it tightens. I lay in the snow, unable to move as I breathe heavily from the fall.

A man shadow casted over me holds my neck tightly into the ground, I am vulnerable like this, another man walks up behind him.

"We need her alive remember?"

"Sorry boss"

He gets off me, forcing me to stand up, a cloth gets wrapped around my moth, making me scream, and my field of vision gets blocked with a black thick cloth, wrapped around my head.

"We could just sell her, I say fuck the Templars! She's pretty enough to make us rich!"

I try to scream louder.

"Why not torture her instead? She can give us things"

"Or… we could have fun with her…"

I'm hoisted over one of their shoulders, my face buries into his back, hus hadsn firmly around y wiast, making a shiver run down my spine.

I try to scream louder and louder, my throat burns in pain as I scream for help.

Before I could draw my blades I'm dropped onto the ground and send rolling downhill onto some rocks, a sharp one sticks into my left thigh.

I roll off, trying to get my vision back, I feel the ropes around me, they snap, I scramble to take off my blindfold, seeing the man from earlier.

"Everything happens for a reason little dolly"

I crawl away, or at least try to before he places himself on top of me, his weight almost suffocating me. I look back seeing a tomahawk, my tomahawk nearby. My hidden blades have been broken, mechanism failure I'm guessing. I reach up to it, trying to squirm free.

"Come on dolly"

I reach the tip of the handle, grabbing it with ease. I slam it into his head. Over and over I smash the tomahawk into his skull, spilling hid blood everywhere.

I feel a pair of arms wrap around me. Making me scream loudly.

"Ashkii"

I try to break free until I'm spun around to see those same pair of eyes. He holds my cheeks trying to calm me down.

"It's okay" he says rubbing my neck

Tears steak down my eyes, I don't care of the throbbing pain in my thigh.

"does it hurt?" he asks

I shake my head, lying of course. He helps me up, my leg strengthens as we begin to walk away.

"Haytham has been taken" he says

I node.

"Con...nor" I pronounce

He stops and turns to me. I point to his chest.

"Con…nor" I say again

"Connor!" I giggle

He smiles at me giving me a hug

"Ratonhnhaké:ton" I say with ease pointing to his chest again

He smiles even bigger than before.

"you can talk?"

"I'm… A-Ashkii"

I sounded like I was learning english.

"dey took my moder" I say

"I know"

"We go get Haydem back?"

I sounded like a 1 year old. he nodes and I smile back.