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

Chapter 8

Uh this is a really boring chapter, but completely necessary ... You will meet troll dad soon xD Enjoy~ :3

(Disclaimer: i do not own assassins creed!)

Now half recovered and a little dizzy, you ran towards Conner who was wearily approaching the doors of the homestead. Running to him with delight you noticed that he was completely lost in troubled thoughts.

"Conner!" you uttered, throwing your arms around him "I did not think you would be back from your hunt for Church so soon?.... Did you catch him?" 

"Conner?" you repeated, dropping your arms

He gazed up with a look of discontent, 

"I met my Father.." He answered

"Haytham.. "

"Indeed, it seems he is looking for Church too,..." 

Before Conner could finish his sentence you interrupted him!

"So you have agreed to help each other!? ... An alliance.. What is to stop him from stabbing you in the back when this is all over, the war between Templar's and assassins has been going on since the Crusades do you think Haytham Will throw that all away to play happy families?" You regretted saying it when the last word left your lips..

"Well then this is a bad time to tell you that my Father wants to meet you."

"Conner ... You can be so clueless at times" you raged "you told him about another assassin! .. Me to be precise"

"He will never hurt you, i promise.. but please, we must make haste!" The native was obviously trying to reassure you and calm you down, it didn't work.

You stormed back through the homestead to find Achilles who was coughing violently again for the third time you had caught him

"For the last time i don't need a doctor!" He tiredly sighed, waving you off with his hand 

"Achllies~!.."

"No child, you can leave i am fine!"

"Achilles!, Conner is forming an alliance with his Father.... He is forming an allegiance with Haytham Kenway!" 

Achilles grumbled his face twisting in anger, "Hand me my cane, child! I swear that Conner will be the death of me." 

You obeyed and gave the man his wooden cane, stooping down to help him up, but he just waved you of with the back of his hand

'Rude..' you thought

Achilles told you to go upstairs to your room while he had a "Talk" with Conner, Yeah. so much for talking, they could have cracked every crumbling brick in the homestead down with their arguing, A frail soul such as Achilles could certainly give a good talking to when he felt like it, even if it was inbetween vile coughing fits.

Laying on your bed you stared up at the ceiling, wondering about Conner, and how foolish he was to believe that Haytham could help.. He was a Templar! nothing good could ever come of that! .. Could it?

I mean from what Conner has told you Haytham didn't kill Conner when they first met! maybe the alliance was meant to happen.. But you remained extremely cautious, Due to never being able to trust a Templar again after recalling that it was indeed a Templar who killed your Mother.

Leaving the dusty room you slid down the banister of the homestead leaving behind the shouts and pleads to the comfort of the woods, where it was peaceful and you could let everything go, Like the much needed silence.Your steps where sloppy and you couldn't concentrate, so there was no use hunting maybe you should just sit by the river? It was an unusually warm day.

Suddenly anticipating the bubbling water. you ran, and stopped at the bank where you crouched down grabbing the necklace that hang loosely around your neck ,

'nothing could get any worse' you thought 'It can only get better' Sliding both boots off

Dipping your feet into the free water was both pleasurable and unpleasant, you couldn't quite decide what? the sensation of the freezing water touching bare skin was queer and as soon as you put your feet in you took them out again, rolling over to lay on your back, looking at the clouds as they past freer than you felt, and the stream on its ever changing bid to reach the ocean waves..

"I need to stop running, from Templar's because of my past" You thought out loud

"So you will come with me then?" Came a voice from behind you

"Jesus Christ Conner!" You breathed 

"So?" He said more seriously exchangeing his weight onto one leg

"....I don't know"

"Not helpful" He said rolling his eyes

After a long pause, the stream had taken over your hearing and then your thoughts 

"(Name)" Conner said bringing you back to reality

".... I will go, But i will go only for you." You answered smoothly, impressed with how strong you sounded

"We leave at dawn you should go get ready, it is a long Journey" 

And with that you both turned to leave your separate ways, until dawn your mind would be going over every possible thing that could go wrong.