The Templar-Assassin's Creed 3

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

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Sophronia's POV

It's been three years since I last saw Connor and I have changed a lot, my clothing has changed in fact, my actual robe is still black but the white sleeves are now black and sort of tight, no longer baggy. I no longer where my black leggings I now wear blue and my collar is now black and goes to my collarbones.

My appearance has changed to my skin is still pale, my black hair now reaches my waist, my waist has slimmed a bit but not a lot, I've also lost a little bit of weight but it has been replaced with muscle.

I still have my axe but it has been developed, the blades are larger and the wooden handle has now metal covering the top.

I walk through the now destroyed Fort George, in search of Haytham, fighting some of the French Navy who got in my way.

Bang!

I hit the ground with such force, pain shoot through my arm properly now broken, I slowly get up with a bit of a struggle, I look around only to see a dead corpse on the floor, my mouth slightly open in shock I get up grabbing my axe off the floor and sprinting towards to corpse, I collapse to my knees.

Haytham is dead.

Seems to be from a stab wound to the neck, I place my head into my hands and cried softly, Haytham was like my second father he taught me so many thing, he taught me how to fight and how to handle my battle axe and now he is gone. Now I am left with these memories.

"Sophronia...is that you?"

I lift my head out of my hands and turned towards the gentle, concerned voice I look at the figure, the recognisable white robes.

It's Connor.

"Hello Connor, no time no see" I reply, standing fully up, he looks nothing different but by the way he is looking at me I looked different. A tear fell down my face I've missed this man so much without hesitation I run into his arms and cried onto his shoulder, he hugged back rubbing my back to try and comfort me.

"I've missed you so much Connor" I cried tightening my hold around his strong waist, I feel a gentle kiss onto of my head as he replies so gently.

"I missed you, I'm sorry I've never came to see you"

I move my head from his shoulder, removing one of my hands and pull him down from his neck into a kiss. Three years since we seen each other, three years since we hugged and three years since I've kissed him. I definitely going to live my life with him.