Assassin's Creed Syndicate: Affinity

2. The Urchin

Amongst the many civilians of London walks Clara O'Dea. The leader, queen and liberator of the urchins. Smart as a whip she is. Being an orphan herself she more often than not attended and cared for the many other children in need, her only family left on earth. Gradually putting her life at risk day by day was anything but foreign to her existence. By now, every sacrifice, every deed that she has done became customary to her lifestyle. A bright and tough one she is.

The young Irish lass was simply strolling the streets, something she rarely had the chance to do without it being a part of some inquiry, in her casually forest green dress. Her long brunette pigtail braids glimmer in the London sun that so rarely escapes the clouds. All was going swell and mundane until she hears the sound of her name echoing from behind her. She turns around to look for the source of the voice and widens her eyes in excitement once she sees who was addressing her.

"Clara! Clara!" exclaims the young boy in ragged trousers, quickly approaching his friend.

"William! I thought you were still stuck in the factory! Was it Miss or Mr. Frye who freed you?" she inquires.

"Neither," replies the boy," it was this other lady. Definitely not Miss Frye, totally different clothes but nothin' like casual folk either. But she helped me and the other children escape!"

"That's great, Will...but are you sure it wasn't Miss Frye or her brother?" Clara asks, wanting more concrete information before going to her associate, Henry Green.

William nods, "Positive. But once we were out she did asks us for abandoned areas. She didn't say why but me and the lads gave her a few names of empty buildings, and she gave us a few shillings in exchange for the list," his eyes lit up as he shows his friend his new earnings.

"Really?" Clara astonishingly answers. "Come with me Will. We must inform Mr. Green."

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Running through the many people amongst the crowd, Clara O'Dea and her comrade William, skid along the train station, halting in their steps when they catch eye of an all too familiar train slowly nearing the tracks. Cautiously, the pair waits for the train to come to a full stop before stepping up the metal steps to enter the train. Immediately Clara begins to scan the train's contents for Mr. Henry Green. A few Rooks promptly greet the young urchins in which she returns the hello and asks if they have seen Mr. Green.

"He's in Miss Frye's car last I saw 'im," replies a male Rook.

She thanks the Rook and proceeds to make her way to the said car. Two cars later, a smile of relief creeps upon her face as she finds Miss Evie Frye sitting on her blue chair chatting with the Assassin in white standing not too far beside her. Although she is not wholly aware of the precise details of the conversation, the glint in Evie's eyes and smiles on both of their faces is all she needs to deduce that the two Assassins are rather much enjoying each other's company. She feels a small feeling of guilt for having to interrupt their conversation but she knew the news she bared would be of something they both would want to hear.

"Mr. Green!" She interrupts, the Assassins' gazes quickly fall onto her small form. "Apologies Miss Frye but some new information seems to have reached the surface."

"No worries Clara, continue," the elder brunette warmly responds.

Clara motions for her friend to enter the car following with a small introduction. "This is my friend William."

The boy shyly waves hello receiving a friendly smile from both Evie and Henry.

"Hello," Evie greets. "What seems to be the problem?"

"That's the thing actually, there no longer is one in William's case. "

Evie furrows her brows in perplexity before emitting a verbal response, "I don't understand."

"Well, the thing is that William, along with a few other children, were forcibly working in a factory in central London. Thankfully he and the other children are safe and free now but not by your or your brother's doing. Apparently it was some woman who freed him. We thought we should let you know in case it was someone new the Assassins sent over?"

In bafflement, Evie and Henry exchanged silent looks of confusion. Having neither of them receive any word from the council of a new Assassin arriving in London, the news did strike them as odd. Evie and her younger twin brother Jacob aren't even supposed to be in London themselves but they still fulfilled Henry's far cry for assistance. So who is this mystery woman, and why is she here?

"I do not recall receiving any report of a new Assassin arriving, therefore, I do not believe she is of any associate of us," Henry chimes in stepping forward with his arms crossing against his chest. "What did she look like?"

Clara nudges at her friend; the boy steps up and begins to describe the woman he saw.

"She had (h/c) hair, um- (s/c) skin, (e/c) eyes and was about regular height I think. No fancy robes like yours either Miss Frye but no fancy dress either- or dress, she was wearing black trousers, definitely not like common folk."

"There's one more thing," Clara adds, "after she freed William and his friends she asked them if they knew of any abandoned areas or buildings."

"Oh yes, yes she did!" William giddily exclaims, recollecting the memory of the crucial detail.

"Do you remember the list of locations you gave to her, William?" Evie asks.

"Yes Miss, I do."

"Perfect," Evie fetches for paper and pencil from her desk. "Write down the locations you told her and I will begin my search for this woman and find out what it is she is doing here. I don't have any suspicion to consider her a threat but I will investigate nonetheless."

The boy finishes his task and hands the paper to the tall brunette.

"Thank you, William. I won't be long," she begins to tread towards the end of the car.

"Evie!" Henry calls out.

"Yes?"She stops in her tracks, diverting her attention to her comrade.

"Be careful. I will be waiting here to continue our research," he warmly speaks.

Evie merely nods with a small smile adorning her freckled face, then proceeds to exit the car.

Clara and Will quietly giggle amongst themselves. Their small snickers catching Henry's attention as he begins to straighten his stance.

"Good work, Clara," he praises.

"Same to you Mr. Green," she responds before giggling again and ambling to another car with Will following closely behind.

It appears someone has caught the attention of the Assassins ;)