Beauty and the Assassin

Sequence 7

Sequence 7

There was a peaceful time a time where a young boy could run and be free he could have fresh air when he wanted hunt when he so pleased and most of all live the way he wanted he truly lived in a perfect world until he witnessed a horrible reality there is no such thing as perfect and the world he lived in was far- far from it, as the fire and blaze before him tore apart his village screams of agony and loss where in the distance as the young man kept running.
He ran through the burning village looking left and right catching visions of families and friends agonizing and panicking trying with all of their effort to put out the fires.
As he kept searching and searching through the thick smoke covering his vision the young boy's heart fell to his feet when his eyes caught the sight of the very person he'd been searching for on the ground motionless.
"MOTHER" shouted the young child.
Running full speed towards his mother's limp body he sat up the upper half of her body to face him as his mother stayed unresponsive.
"Mother please open your eyes please wake up you have to wake up please mother." The Mohawk woman stirred a little then opened her eyes to see her little one crying.
Reaching up and massaging his head then moving to his cheek a smile came upon her blood stained lips.
"Yn/n why do you cry my son you have to be strong" said his mother slightly struggling with her words.
"Mother save your strength there is no need to speak" said the boy clutching his mother's body.
"Remember my words child for they may be my last, you are not born a fighter you become one so you have to fight for what's right my son even when it seems impossible resist even when resistance is futile you must fight Yn/n."
The Mohawk boy was confused why say this out of all things why did he need to fight he was just a village boy who had now knowledge what so ever of the outside world let alone fighting.
"But why mother, why do I have to fight I don't understand the meaning of your words" said the young boy tears falling from his face to his mother's.
"You will in due time, you must be strong not just for yourself but for the right people and for the right reasons" she said slightly drifting away she was trying with all of her strength to keep her eyes from closing just yet.
"But why mother please tell me" said the boy choking up a sob.
The Mohawk woman cupped his face and smiled brilliantly to her son both of their eyes filled with tears as she spoke the words he will never forget in all his days of living.
"Because no one else will"
"Konoronkhwa riien:'a (I love you my son)" said the woman as her eyes closed and she passed on to the next life.
Speechless and utterly destroyed the boy held his mother's dead body as he released an agonizing scream of pain the pains main source was his heart and soul.
Your eyes shot open and your body jolted upwards your heart pounding and your breath hitching with each exhale cold sweat dripping from his brow your eyes searched around his room to see everything was intact as you brought your palm to your face realizing you were back in reality.
"It was only a nightmare" You said out loud 'or more like my past' you said to yourself as Your eyes now going to your door hearing footsteps approach your room. Knowing it was your master from the slow rhythm of his foot pattering and cane.
There was a knock at his door seconds later.
"Y/n?" asked your mentor slightly worried but not so much knowing you.
"Yes mentor" you said signaling your master to come in as the door opened Achilles made his way to his disciple.
"Is everything alright I heard you screaming dear boy is it the dreams again?" asked Achilles.
"No even worse visions of my past" said the Assassin moving out of bed and to his window placing his forearm on the glass gazing upon his homestead and its busy morning people.
"Yes.....our pasts can hunt us, even drive a lesser man to sorrow or insanity but remember you're not a lesser man so don't start acting as such my student it makes you look pathetic" said the old man as he moved out of the room and into the hallway. Your master was always good for the truth no matter how harsh it was sometime.
"And take a bath! You smell like a wet dog in a humid summer" and boy was it harsh.
Chuckling and nodding your head You took his clothes and made his way for a well needed bath.
While down stairs Achilles was making his way to his study before he heard a knock at the front door sighing in irritation he turned on his heel and to the door mumbling.
"Really some people, I swear if it's those Scottish men again I'm going to shove my cane down their throats.
As he opened the door he was greeted by the face of the one and only Commander George Washington dressed in his usual blue and gold colonial jacket, sword and tricorne hat.
"Oh dear God above, what trouble have you brought with you this time Washington?" asked Achilles quite obviously irritated with the Commander.
"Always a pleasure as well Achilles is Y/n in? I have some very important information that might benefit both Assassins and the Patriots" said Washington.
"Oh really and what might that be?" asked the old man.
"We have reference that someone knows where to find another piece of Eden" said Washington now watching as the old man's brow slightly twitches up.
"So in other words you came here with a shit loud of trouble" said the old man as he massaged the bride of his nose and shook his head.
"We have intelligence of his whereabouts"
"Oh really and where would this man might be?" asked the master.
"In a small village not too far from here actually we should act now before our enemies retrieve it" said the Commander.
Sighing Achilles moved aside so Washington could come in while closing the door Achilles and Washington took seats within the den next to the fire place Achilles putting his cane aside and facing Washington his hands lacing together shielding his mouth and nostrils.
"Let me tell you something Washington" said the old man catching the Commander's attention.
"I know the man you speak of" said Achilles looking into the fire and then back Washington's eyes.
"Do you? Well may I ask of this man's identity?" asked Washington.
"No you may not, just know that I will inform Y/n of him" said Achilles not bothering with being polite this was a serious matter he couldn't risk information of the keeper's identity getting around the colony Templar ears were everywhere.
"Well that might not be a very wise decision" said the Commander bluntly putting out his opinion.
"And when are you the one to judge my wisdom?" said Achilles offended by his words.
"I apologize Achilles I didn't mean it as I insult I was merely speaking of the other bits of knowledge I've come across, the Templars also have reference of him there searching for him as we speak and knowing them and there thirst it won't take them long to find him."
Hearing this made Achilles worry slightly he'd put in a lot of work to secure his old friends identity and location thinking he was in the clear but it seems like the wolves where drawing closer to him by the day.
"Well that information is greatly appreciated Washington I will be sure to tell Y/n of his next mission but he needs a few days rest he works hard Commander I don't won't him dying because of exhaustion it would be a waste of good talent" said Achilles, he hides the fact that he cares for his student well playing the tough teacher act.
As Washington rose from his seat he walked over to Achilles chair offering his hand as the gentle men and warriors shake.
"Thank you I will take my leave then I have much to do master Assassin and do tell Y/n I give good spirits and good luck" said the General as he placed his hat upon his head and exited the large house and mounting his horse riding with his platoon not too far leaving Achilles in his thoughts.
After all these years his old friend has been sniffed and is now being hunted by their enemy and it wasn't sitting right with him he wanted to take action now but didn't want to risk his pupil being over worked.
You are now fully dressed in your Assassin robes minus the hood over your head you came down stairs and looked to his mentor sensing something was off.
"Is everything alright mentor?" ask the Mohawk.
"No my boy I'm afraid not...you washed that right?" asked Achilles pointing to the robes.
You responded with a nod and a dull expression.
"Anyway Washington just left he had fatal information concerning another artifact and the keeper of its location" said the master brining his disciple up to speed.
"I see so this keeper must be important then?" You asked.
Nodding his head Achilles moved to touch your shoulder looking you directly in the eyes.
"Yes Y/n he is, but also to the Templars as well and I don't mind sending you out there to retrieve and protect him but I want you to rest and prepare" said Achilles going into his wise man state of mind.
You nod your head in response now making your way back up stairs.
Achilles was making his way to the kitchen when there again was a knock at the front door irritating him once again he'd become the stereotypical grumpy old man he used to tease elders of being now understanding their pain it wasn't easy, age and mobility do not mix well.
"Ugh I honestly need to put a 'do not bother' sign at the door and to think all these disturbances because some Indian kid knocked on my door a few years ago" he mumbled and grunted as he answered the door to see yet another headache.
"Kanen'to:kon, what happened this time?" Achilles asked knowing whenever this man showed his face to their door trouble was little then a mile away.
"And a good afternoon to you as well Achilles" said the Mohawk not answering his question.
"I take it your looking for Y/n" stated the old man.
"Yes is he home I must speak to him" said Kanen'to:kon.
Achilles spotted a couple of bruises on his face a cut lip and a slightly blackened eye he knew this meant trouble as he rolled his eyes and let him in.
"Trouble amongst your people again?" asked Achilles.
Kanen'to:kon now putting his hand up to his face he knew that his wounds would make the situation easy to discover.
"Yes in a way there is a problem" said the Mohawk.
Achilles chuckled and nodded his head looking at the man with a slightly amused glare.
"So instead of you fixing the problem yourselves once again you relay on just one man to make all better?" he asked a little annoyed You needed your rest for his future mission you didn't need to do charity work for your people it will only slow you down not saying you can't help them you just needs a break.
"I know it seems pathetic but we need our champion" said the Indian.
"He is just one man, there is only so much that he can do!" Said Achilles now getting angry, he know once the Mohawk started speaking like that you would lose all logic and go with whatever plan you had to help your people being reckless and basically throwing your life away for the sake of your tribe.
"Mentor who is that?" You asked from upstairs.
"It's your fellow Mohawk" said Achilles as he heard you quickened pace and soon he came into sight coming down and greeting his Mohawk brethren.
"Kanen'to:kon?" You asked looking worried and placing your hand on his shoulder.
"Hello Yn/n it is good to see you my friend" said the Mohawk.
"It's always a pleasure but what happened to your face was the village attacked is everything alright?" You asked haste and panic in your tone.
"No it wasn't an attack on use but another" said Kanen'to:kon.
"I don't understand" stated the Assassin.
"Someone in our village has done something terrible Yn/n and they must be dealt with non-lethally of course but dealt with none the less"
"Who is it?"
"Ankitá" stated Kanen'to:kon as he watched your face twist and shake your head.
"Why does that not surprise me? What has he done?" asked the Assassin.
"He has kidnapped a French woman from her home and brought her to our village."
"I see so he's going back into the ancient times where you steal a woman instead of woo her" You said  now shaking your head and earning a chuckle form your master.
Ankitá was really a man all about dominance and wasn't the type to romance a woman probably doesn't even now such things exists.
"That is not all he also tried to ravish the girl but she fought him off and ran outside into the village screaming for help" he had Your full attention obviously the raping part disturbing.
"What else?" You asked.
"Well he caught her by the hair and tried to beat the woman and drag her back into his home she still fought him but not so well and that's where I came in as you see I did not do much" said Kanen'to:kon while gesturing his face.
"I see I'll leave tomorrow morning and deal with him" You said turning on your heel and going into the den.
Kanen'to:kon was relieved to hear you would help the French woman who seemed so nice and caring.
"Good because Belle really needs the help."
You stopped dead in his tracks and for a few moments you stayed still wondering if you was hearing correctly he said this was a French woman out of all the French women in this colony you knew only one with that name you didn't care if it was common you just knew it as her name turning slowly towards your fellow Mohawk your eyes were narrowed.
"What did you just say?