The Templar-Assassin's Creed 3

Chapter 5 (Edited)

*Connor's POV*

I kneel on the floor from the punch the woman had just thrown at me, she spits on me but I ignore and didn't turn to face any of the crowd until a certain person came forward and told me, "You are not alone. Only give a cry when you need us..."

"Forget about me - you need to stop Hickey. He's -" I'm cut off by Hickey grabbing both of my arms which are tied behind me back, pulling me back to me whilst he says, "Up ya go! Don't wanna be late, now do we?"

I ignore him as I guide me towards the stage where Charles Lee stood. "Ya just had to be a hero, din't ya? You and George both. Now you'll see what it gets ya: a pine box and I'il else." Hickey says and pushes me away, I turn to my left and I see the young woman who had tried to save me, Charles Lee's daughter, Sophronia.

I can definitely tell she's his daughter, she looks almost exactly like him but I could be mistaken in some parts due to me never seeing her mother, should look more like her but I'll never know. I smile and nod slightly as a thank you for trying to save me, she's a Templar she should be glad that I'm getting executed but by the look of sadness on her face, her heart is too kind, she shouldn't be in the order.

"Brothers. Sisters. Fellow Patriots." Charles starts to say as Hickey stops me walking as I stand next to the rope which is soon going to be wrapped around my neck. "Several days ago we learned of a scheme so vile, so dastardly - that even repeating it now, disturbs my being. The man before you plotted to murder our much beloved General."

I just stare out ignoring what he said, lying just to get out of this situation, everyone in the crowd booed once they heard that I was 'plotting' to murder the General. "Indeed. What darkness or madness moved him, none can say. And he himself offers no defense. Shows no remorse. And though we have begged and pleaded with him to share what he knows, he maintains a deadly silence."

Charles Lee says as he puts the sack he was carry over my head, I feel the rope be put on my neck as Charles Lee finishes his pathetic, fake speech. I could still hear people cheering and their movements but less clear than it once was.

"May God have mercy of your soul," Charles Lee final says and the board underneath me is released, I gasp as the rope starts strangling me to death before crying out like Achilles told me too. Then suddenly I'm gasping for air, now kneeling on the floor. The sack is removed from my head, I turn to see Achilles standing next to me with my Tomahawk.

"Need... to stop Hickey..." I say taking deep breaths, I grab my Tomahawk from Achilles as he orders me to go, I obey and chased after Hickey who is now running past the crowd, trying to through people in my way to slow me down but it didn't work and it didn't for me to hit him with my Tomahawk.

He groans as he falls to the floor, his touching the wound, "Dammit. I thought I'd at least live to see another day. Shame," Hickey gasps as I kneel down next to him and start questioning him. "I want answers. Why did Johnson try and buy my people's land? Why was Pitcairn targeting Adams and Hancock? What purpose would Washington's murder have served? Why does your order support the British?"

"How should I know? The Templars. Lee.Sophronia. The big man, Haytham. They 'as the money. They 'as the power. That's the reason I threw in with 'em. That's the ONLY reason. Sure, they 'ave some sort of vision, for the future too, Sophronia properly more so, she's always been bright, that's one thing that I like about her,"

I glare at him once he mentions her name, I remember when the first come to get Hickey out and he flirted with her and she had the disgusted look on her face, showing the no interest. "I didn't give a damn about any or that. They can sing their songs about mankind and it's troubles. They can make their plans and spring their traps, don't bother me none. They paid me so I said yes. Didn't bother to ask who or how or why. Didn't care."

I shake my head, on why he did this, it sad that he did it just for the money, "You chose to side with men who would rob us of our humanity simply because it was more profitable?" I ask angrily as I glare down at Hickey who quickly answers.

"Wot else is there? I'm not some blind fool who'd give up all I've got on principle. What IS principle anyway? Can ya bring it to the bank?" I look away for a second not bothering to answer him before turning back with a glare.

"Don't look at me like that. We're different, you and I! You're just some blind fool who's always chasin' butterflies. Where as I'm the type of guy who likes to have a beer in one hand and a titty in the other. Thing is boy, I can have what I seek. Had it, even. You? Your hands will always be empty,"

I watch as Hickey's eyes close shut and his head falls to the side showing the signs of him passing, I stand back up and look in front of me to see that I'm surrounded by a load of blue coats. "At ease, men. At ease!" I hear someone shout but no one listened and I turn to see General Putnam coming forward.

"I said lower your god damned guns! This man's a hero!" The guards finally listen to his order and stopped aiming the guns I watch as Putnam comes forward, looking down at Hickey's body with his cigar in his mouth.

"The General can be so stubborn sometimes. Piffle, he said when we warned him something like this would happen! Piffle!" Putnam says as he kicks the body under us. "Stop!" I order.

"He wanted to kill the Commander. Nearly killed you as well. He was a scoundrel." I know it's true, he is a scoundrel but he shouldn't be treated like this, "But still a man." I reply as Putnam takes a puff out of his cigar.

"Hmph. You're nothing, if not consistent." Putnam says just before I asked. "Where is Washington? I need to speak with him?" I look at him as he removes the smoke from his mouth and replies. "Bundled off as soon as your execution went sideways. He's likely on his way back to Philadephia by now,"

"And so am I," I say and start to walk off only to be stopped by Putnam asking the problem, I turn back to Putnam, "He's still in danger. Hickey did not act alone..." Putnam nods his head as I turn to take my lead but before I go to Philadelphia I need my robes and find Sophronia.

*Sophronia's POV*

A few hours have gone by since the execution failed, I'm happy that Connor is alive, he didn't deserve to be executed just trying to bring peace but he's out now and properly long gone, I'll properly never see him again, well after he kills me.

By the looks of it, he's killing the Templars and he's already killed a few and soon enough he's going to kill me, which I understand, I'm a part of the order so I'm a part of the Templars. I slowly walk through an alleyway as I put my battle axe to my back of my blue and white Templar robes.

"Sophronia!" I turn to see some familiar blue and white robes, I smile as I recognise the face, it's Connor. It takes me a minute to move forward to him, smiling widely to see he's perfectly fine.

"Connor, I'm so glad you're alright," I smile at him before something just took over, giving me a load of confident for me to lean up and do something I never expected me to ever do.

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