Kiss it all better.. Conner x Reader fan-fiction

This is going to be pretty long, just incase you wanted to know :3 Also feedback would be nice? .... No, okay :c But anyways hope you enjoy

(Name) = you insert your name, C'mon you should know the drill by now ;)

~Anyways enjoy!~

(Disclaimer: I do not own anything Assassins creed)

His passion, his determination, his drive! .. The traits that made him different from the other men you knew in the Colenies.

You had watched him for a while from the tops of buildings, hiding in blacked out ally ways, picking up on his fighting skills, Being a theif made the stalking a little easier, and the need to protect his? ... You didn't really know, Just something really damn important to him.

One particually crisp morning you spotted your mysterious hooded man striding through the streets, glinting tomahawk unshealthed and ready to kill, You sighed happily smirking to yourself yawning slightly, Ready to follow him like usual, It had become a tradition for you to become a creeper everytime you saw him, And you giggled at the thought.

Glanceing back at the unknown figure in admiration, you frowned to see he was moving so fast, Especially as you hadn't even fully woken up yet and were in no mood for a chase. Mentally sighing to yourself you made your way across the buildings, away from the chimney you called home and proceded to follow him. Trying to keep your body as close to the roof tiles as possible for fear of being spotted, So emersed in your own thoughts of trying not to be caught, you hadn't noticed that the evasive individule has slipped from your sight.

"Darn!" You spat, slapping your knee

"Why were you following me?" Came a monotone and seemingly emotionless voice from behind you

Double darn you thought, that slippery devil had the audacity to sneak up behind you! the most notorious female theif the world had ever seen, .. Or at least that was what you thought,

You span round slowly on your heel, mentally cringeing at the sheer size of him, his demeanor was fearsome, he looked so strong, you were a little giddy at seeing the man you had followed for so long up close, But kept your naturally strong personality and held your head high.

"I asked you a question.." This time his voice laced pure irritation, and you took note of the eray of weapons he carried and how you only carried a simple knife.

"I was simply watching your refined skill" You said trying not to sound to nervous,

He nodded, asking simply "Name?"

"(Name) ... and yours?" You awnsered

"...Conner" He uttered hesitantly

He looked like he was preocupied in his own thoughts, probably about how to end you, You hoped that he had something quick in mind because dieing slowly and painfuly did not sound fun, infact dieing at all did not sound fun, and with no real planning involved you hightailed away speeding over the rooftops like a cat, impressed at how well your feminine muscles worked in your favor. You laughed to yourself at how well you were doing until you saw a looming figure speeding towards you with ease, and the grin fell as you willed your legs to work faster.

Unfortunatly fate was not on your side and instead of leaping like a leopard you fell like a flightless bird, still graceful yet not what you were expecting, But at least you fell on something soft and squishy, from your blurred vision the object you landed on looked red? Yes definatly red. and as your vision came into focus you realised the worst of your fears had been confirmed, you had indeed landed on a redcoat, And Mentally facepalmed at how much trouble you had got yourself in before noon.

All five of the poor red coated man's comraids had lined into a circle around you pointing their muskets skillfully at your head "Now, now boys" You coaxed "No harm done? see ..." you said patting the squishy human beanbag with your palm "He lives, I will just be going now..." But as you tried to leave you were painfuly kicked to the floor ... Uncalled for! .. "Okay" you thought out loud "Have it your way" and you slide tackled one, he yelped with shock as he toppled over onto another of his friends both going splat one landed sharply on his back skewering his friend with the end of his own musket, "Nice" you said as you finished up the one on the floor.

"Who's next?" You smirked feeling a new found confidence, The baffeled red coats didn't know what to do next, You laughed .. Big mistake.

BANG!

Your nerves crumbled as the bullet pierced the tender skin in your shoulder, lodgeing slightly in your bone, That. Was. It! You picked up a recently slaughtered redcoats musket running the shooter through with great force, This is what you learned from studying Conner, time to practice, You held you breath and grasped the last mans musket pulling it from his weak grip, the stunned redcoat didn't know what hit him when you turned his own weapon against him, And the last readcoat ran off, .. You had pulled it of, the menouver you learned from Conner, No time to celebrate, you were loseing blood fast, and before you knew it you had fallen to the floor in agony.

Although a certain assassin had been watching your skilled fight and was already making his way towards you, placeing a stern hand behind your back and slipping his arm underneath your knees, and picked you up, feeling the weight drop of you was a daughnting feeling,

"Where are we going Conner?" You asked weakly, your face showing the pain you felt

"The Homestead" He awnsered ...