Prolouge

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London 1880

Walking down the empty streets of Whitechapel with your beloved son William, he walks in front of you with a wide smile, remembering the enjoyment of his first kill at only 12. You pat his head with your free arm since Jacob's arm was linked with your left arm as you lean your head against his shoulder.

"So my boy, how was your first kill?" Jacob asked with a chuckle, knowing Will has been eager to kill bad guys ever since you and Jacob started talking about Assassins and Templars and such. The Blighters still roamed around London, but none you and Jacob couldn't handle. Evie and Henry left for India after William turned 4, and Evie couldn't be more excited to learn tactics from the Indian Brotherhood along side her husband/your brother, Henry Green, or Jayadeep Mir. Of course you were devastated to watch them leave, but once William turned 5 years of age, you and Jacob took William along with 10 other children to learn the tactics of the Indian Brotherhood. Returning to London a year later, Jacob and his Rooks trained the little ones while yourself trained your son.

William's eyes darted towards his father with a gleam of excitement in his eyes,"Oh it was amazing, Father! I sunk Mother's blade deep down in his neck and watched him bleed to death!" He exaggerated as he turned back around to continue to walk where he was going, you giggled at your son's remark and turned to Jacob to explain what really happened.

"I let him borrow my hidden blade but of course my mothering instincts kicked in and, to weaken the target, I threw a knife to his back, stunning him." You shrug, biting your lower lip, feeling that dread wash over you, wondering what would've happened if that man were hurt your son, knowing he'd definitely be a goner if he dared to place a finger on your William. You heard Jacob chuckle at your worrisome as he plants a kiss upon the crown of your head, making you grin a toothy grin at his warm affection he has towards you, still having in mind how lucky you are to have such a special man like himself be brought into your life. Jacob has softened over the years, making him age delightfully in your opinion and become a loving husband and especially a fantastic father to Will and even the children he trains with the Rooks. Every now and then, the children always wish he was their father which always placed a smile on your face, but the children always preferred you every time you'd visit.

"I found a Blighter hideout this morning and I was wondering if you, my love, cared to join me." Jacob asked in his husky voice that you loved deeply, he kissed your hand, stopping you in your tracks as you wrap your arms around his neck, planting a quick kiss on his lips.

"Oh I'd love to, my dear, I really do, but... I don't want to leave William all by himself!" You bit down on your lip, worrisome filled your tone as you looked down, leaning your head against his chest, feeling his arms wrap tighter around your waist, making you feel safe and warm. You look back up, feeling him give you a quick peck on your cheek, your face blushing, not caring if he notices, you giggle quietly.

"Mum?!" You heard a yell of uncertainty come from William, making your mothering instincts perk up a bit. You look back and find William no where in your sight, but using your eagle vision, you quickly spot him, along with a another child promptly his age.

"I'll go find Will, you be safe, all right, love?" You say, pecking his cheek and letting go of his embrace.

"When am I not, my love?" Jacob lets out a throaty laugh, making you giggle once more and finally turning around to go fetch your son. You walk towards the two gold figures using your eagle vision, and just as you turn around the corner, William turns around and runs towards you, hugging you tightly from behind. You calm him down by rubbing circles around the top of his hands that were wrapped around your waist.

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