Beauty and the Assassin

Sequence 12

She was astound the settlement was practically a small city there were more people then she expected, she continued to look around she was able to see a few shops a pub with an inn the French Woman held on to the Native waist as he maneuvered through the humps and hills.
You explained to her that the safest route for her at the time will be to stay with you in your manor until you could gain a lead on her father's kidnappers.
As the two came farther into the Davenport Homestead you took off your hood as you usually do when coming home.
As Belle continued to sight see taking it upon herself to familiarize the area seeing as she might be here for a while.
"Y/n this place is so lively I can't say I've ever seen a settlement this fertile and prosperous"
You nods your head in agreement being so thankful that you have little to worry about when it comes to that.
"Yes it's because the people of this land take care of it, not just for their own gain but in a mutual respect for others that's how we prosper"
Approaching both Belle and Y/n was none other than Mr. Faulkner his first mate of the Aquila flask in hand.
"Ahooy Cap'n!"
"Captain?" asked Belle shooting Y/n a sideways glance.
"Oh yes I might have forgotten to mention that I'm captain of a ship" You said nonchalantly.
"Mhmmm land owner, Captain, Assassin is there anything else you do?" she asked teasingly.
"Well I play a good game of Crosse....and checkers" You said  oblivious to the fact that you were being teased.
"Umm scuse me I'm still here Cap'n" said Mr. Faulkner.
"Oh sorry how can I help you Mr. Faulkner?"
"Well ye can start by introducin' me to your friend here"
"Of course this is Belle, Belle this is the first mate of my ship Robert Faulkner"
Reaching for each other's hand, Mr. Faulkner took her hand in his and brought it to his lips causing an eyebrow lift from Connor.
"It's nice to meet you Mr. Faulkner" said Belle sweetly
"Believe me las the pleasure's all mine and Mr. Faulkner was my father please call me Bobby"
You rolled your eye as Belle giggled as the old sailor turned to Connor.
"So Captain you've been away for quite some time the crew is itchin' for a little advanture" said Mr. Faulkner after taking a swig of his flask.
"I'm sure they are I'll be down to the docks soon" said the Assassin.
"Aye but don't keep them waitin' to long we might shove off without you" he chuckled.
"Now if you need me I'll be down at the pub it would seem I've run on empty" said the sailor holding his flask upside down.
As Faulkner left for the pub Belle couldn't help but to be amused with the sailor.
"Are all of your associates that interesting?" she asked with a smirk.
You shook your head while looking down "You have no idea" said the Assassin.
As the rode for a few more minutes they came to the quite large manor with a cart sitting in the front and stable behind it Belle was indeed impressed with the size of the house.
"Now Y/n I really don't want to oppose."
"It's alright I'll talk to my mentor about the arrangements there are plenty of rooms in the house it would be no trouble as long as you don't bother the old man too much"
"Is he that grouchy?" asked Belle a little intimidated.
"No even more so."
"Uhh Y/n are you sure this is a good idea I mean were talking about a grouchy ex killer here" she said a little timid.
"Just stay on his good side" said the Assassin with a smirk as he dismounted the horse.
"Are you teasing me?" she asked crossing her arms.
"A little" You both slightly laughed as she placed her hand over her mouth enjoying the little banter until you straightened up with a serious look.
"But seriously stay on his good side."
Belle immediately stops laughing as you reached for her waist and helped her off the stead.
As they came to the door Connor pulled out his key unlocked the door and offered for the young woman to go first she looked at you for a moment then proceeded in the manor taking in all the interior and features of the large house to the left was the kitchen which was a little messy to the right was a large bed who she figured to be the mentor's she wanted to stay away from there for now so she walked further down and came to a fascinating dining room area on her left.
"And who do we have here?" said a voice to her right as she jumped and turned swiftly to the owner of the voice she came with in eye contact with a dark skinned old man with long black and grey deadlocked hair with a hat above his head and a cane in his palm she stared at him as he did her.
Before she could explain herself you walked to the two and rested youe hand on your mentor's shoulder.
"Belle this is my mentor Achilles Davenport" You said. "Achilles this is Belle the girl that was taken hostage."
"Oh I see so this is the young woman you ran to save" he said slyly.
Belle turned and smirked at you as you looked away in embarrassment.
"Um it's nice to meet you sir" said Belle 'Wait did he say Achilles? That was the name of the Assassin papa knows could it be coincidence?'
"Hmm so Y/n explain to me the great importance of you bringing her here is she of great value or are you just trying to lend a helping hand?" asked Achilles wondering what was going on in his pupils head he knew you weren't the type of man to bring girls home for any...intimate reasons and tell her to shove off, so he was really interested in your decision.
"Well you might want to sit down old man, explaining everything might take a while."
He couldn't see a thing Maurice his head had been bagged for hours provided he was able to breath a small hole was cut into the fabric not that it made any more comfortable, they traveled down a stony road after a few more integrations of the whereabouts to the tomb he'd been beaten some more and quite harder it would seem the patience of the Templars never where to testable.
After seeing Gaston for a brief moment before everything went black he heard something about Belle and prayed they didn't get their hands on her.
"Sir where here" said a grunt as they stopped to what looked like a military fort no it was a military fort with plenty of guards out front.
"Excellent I get to stretch these old bones of mine, Gaston be a sport and get my bag."
"Alright but I refuse to be your bus boy....you bus boy take these bags" said Gaston handing them to a random grunt who snarled at him before taking the bags cursing him under his breath.
"Can someone bring the old man!" screamed Campbell
"So old man Haythem is in their?" asked the Frenchmen.
"Yes quite impressive isn't it?"
As the group came to the doors they were stopped by the guards.
"State your business here" said one of the guards.
Conwell looked up with a smirk and answered "The father of understanding guides us my friend I'm here to see Mr. Kenway"
The guards looked at one another before nodding to each other "OPEN THE DOORS" shouted one as the door opened it revealed a camp of men practicing their shooting or hand to hand combat or even drinking by a fire or even having women on their sides with their hands in blouses or dresses.
"Thomas I think you've had enough"
"Oi you don't tehell meh wot to dew I thin I haven't had enough I'm jus getn started so fuck off Charlie" shouted an intoxicated man taking a long swing of the m before slamming it on the table.
*BUURRRRRRP*
"Charming" said Lee.
"Well if it isn't Grandmaster Conwell it's been a while"
"Charles Lee it has been a while my boy how have things been?" asked Conwell.
"Well sir things where fine until a great misfortune happened a few weeks ago"
"Ah yes William's death" said Conwell nodding in agreement
"Indeed it was a hard hit dealt to us but we are stronger for it."
"Spoken like a true Templar son, you could teach my new recruit a thing or two" said Conwell jabbing his thumb towards Gaston.
"Gaston Meet Charles Lee a very loyal and profound Templar agent second in command of the Colonial Order"
"Charles this is my new recruit Gaston LeGume born in France but grew up in the colonies I see potential in this one"
"Nice to meet you.....Gaston? Was it?"
"Yeah nice to meet ya Charlie"
'Oh great just what we need a Thomas Hickey from France'
"So tell me where is Haythem?" asked the old man.
Charles pointed at the fort house to the side "He's in his study at the moment would you like me to fetch him?"
"No need I'll just go and rest these old bones oh and would someone mind taking my luggage inside and do be care it's as fragile as glass" he said with a chuckle.
"Very well sir"
"Gaston you stay here have a drink on me enjoy yourself there's some fine young women here" with that note Gaston smirked like a wolf and started to strut to the nearest bar in the fort.
As Conwell approached a cabin with Maurice right behind him with a few knocks the door was answered by non-other than Haythem Kenway Grandmaster of the Colonial Templar Order.
"Conwell this is unexpected" said Haythem.
"Haythem indeed it is but I didn't come empty handed I have a present for you" said the old man as he pointed to the masked face of his victim.
"Come in" said Haythem as the old man entered he was followed by Campbell who pushed Maurice making him walk.
Moments later he was forced down on a chair for the hundredth time Maurice was beginning to hate chairs.
The bag was yanked off his and Maurice gasped and breathed in all the air he could take before looking around trying to get his bearings he was in a living room with sitting beside a fire place but in front of him was the last person he would ever want to be Haythem Kenway.
"Maurice that was you under there?" asked Haythem sounding charming as ever
"Kenway you're the last person I would ever want see....and here I open my eyes and you're the first" said Maurice with a shake of his head.
Haythem chuckled and nodded his head in agreement "Yes if I were in your shoes I would be my worst nightmare"
"So Maurice rumor has it that you know how to open the tomb... is it true?" asked Haythem
"No it isn't true" spat Maurice.
"Oh come now you never where good at lying Maurice, tea?" asked Haythem as he lifted a cup in the old man's face.
"Go to hell L/n and I would rather drink my own urine"
"And what if there is a Hell do you think I will be invited?" asked Haythem placing his hands behind his back.
"You would be on the V.I.P trust me" snarled the old man "Edward is probably rolling over in his grave knowing who you are today"
"The dead don't roll Maurice...they rot, lock him up well get what we need out of him soon enough"
"NO GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!" shouted Maurice as he fought to keep from becoming their prisoner once again but it was to no success he was in the mercy of the Templars.

"So let me get this straight your father's name is Maurice and he has been kidnapped by the Templars?" asked Achilles
"Yes then you are the Assassin my father talked about" Belle answered.
"Yes your father and I go back, I met him a few years after I became mentor of the colonial Assassins" said Achilles.
"And Y/n the man you saw you're certain that it was an old English man around my age?"
"Yes"
"This is not good this is bad for all of us" said Achilles.
"What?" You asked you knew it wasn't good in Belle perspective and could be soul crushing for her but not everyone's.
"Y/n, do you remember the important client with valuable information that you were supposed to protect and bring here?"
It took a second before it hit you harder than war club your narrowed and you looked towards your mentor and nodded 'yes'
"Well that was him and the man who took him is Matthew Conwell a British Grandmaster who rules much of the underground he has quite the history behind him, born in 1705 he's been in countless battles due to the sworn oath he's taken as a Templar he's a crafty one"
"But that doesn't explain why he wants my father" said Belle.
"Let me speak child that's coming up" said Achilles rising his hand.
"Your father and I meet during the Seven Year War during that time he was a spectacular inventor he had a higher understanding of many unknown things though he was a bit clumsy he was an ally and a friend he is the only one who was able to figure out how to open it"
"What is It?" You asked
"The Temple of the 'spirts' that came to you a few years ago, when your father discovered it he failed to realize opening it required another Piece and Maurice not only figured it out but had the Piece with him"
"And that is?"
"The Apple of Eden Y/n you're familiar with it"
"Yes I used it to find you so that Piece opens the door but that doesn't explain what is inside of it"
"Whatever it is I would rather our enemies not have it don't you agree Y/n"
"Yes I do so what did Maurice do with the Apple?"
"It was hidden away and drew a map of its location and intended to give it to me but unfortunately we fell out of contact after the Templars took over"
"So Maurice is the only one who knows of it location?"
"Yes and that's why I told you to bring him here!" said Achilles with an 'I told you so' manner.
"...." You were speechless as you looked towards Belle who was looking at you with a blink expression.
"Belle, I'm sorry I had no idea I mean when Kanen'tó:kon came and told me about you and-" Belle walked to you and placed her index finger on your lips shushing him.
"Y/n it's alright you wanted to protect me and I thank you for that you can't be at two places at once it's not your fault"
"Thank you Belle"
"Well then its official Belle will stay here for the time being seeing as how your Maurice's daughter no doubt the Templars will try to get their hands on you"
"Y/! I want you to keep a look out for Conwell's men understood there in line with the British more so than even the Colonial Templars and make sure you take care of our friend here"
"Understood" You said.
"And Belle welcome to the Home of the Brotherhood."