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

Chapter 11

Thought i would finish it now as i feel all emotional, and i need to be sad for the ending to work, so yeah this is the end,

Enjoy~ :3

(Disclaimer: I do not own assassins creed!)

You lay on your bed, not sleeping but with your eyes closed, getting to sleep was always hard when Conner wasn't there to hold you, he gave you a sense of security. and you had come so far with him he taught you about the Creed and told you about his Mother. You had not felt so safe with anyone before, i mean you used to live in a chimney. you never really had anyone to look out for you. but Conner was different, you would do anything for him.

Sitting up you walked down the cleaned staircases of the Homestead, rubbing your eyes and yawning a little. 'Great' you thought 'When i get up i feel tired'..  You carried on down the stairs until the cold floor hit your bare feet and you looked around, something you had got into the habit of doing, before going through to the kitchen to get a drink. 

"BANG BANG BANG," Came the knock at the door

You jumped, 'Who knocks at the door at this time? .. I mean really' 

Cautiously you grabbed a sword that lay abandoned in the hallway and approached the door, opening it. your friend Norris rushed inside, his eyes wide and bloodshot 

"Norris? ... Norris? Are you alright!?" You asked trying to calm him

"It's Conner!!" He stuttered

Your demeanour suddenly became serious "Norris, what about Conner?.."

"He is in allot of trouble!" 

You listened to the details of where Conner was and felt sick that Haytham would try to murder his own son.. You wasted no time in pulling on your assassins robes and mounting a horse.

Your mind was consumed with tantalizing worry, the whole trip you had to stop your brain from creating false scenario's of the many ways Conner could die. 

Arriving at the destination you had only minuets, to get in leaving your horse you scaled the building a new determination boiling in your blood, you climbed in through a broken window, and looked around the darkness, all you could see were shadows and that alone unnerved you. you stayed low and where about to walk out of the room when you heard footsteps coming your way.

Looking around for a good hiding place and seeing nothing you decided to curl up in the furthest corner from the door, the footsteps got louder as the unknown person approached the room. you prayed it was Conner

As the figure came closer it spoke in a familiar voice "(Name)!"

"Haytham..." You spat, as he saw you curled up in the corner

"Why are you here? ... To save Conner?" He Chuckled as you stood up in a defensive stance

"Where is he..." You asked

"I'm afraid you are too late (Name)" He smirked

You glared at him a tear fell down your cheek "...You lie.."

"Oh really? And what makes you so certain" He taunted

You had, had enough, you charged at him not wanting to believe the hurt in your chest, the only one you felt that ever truly cared about you was dead. 

"He can't be, there was so much i needed to say..." You choked as tears streamed down your face

Haytham caught you by the shoulders and threw you to the floor, A look of fear crossed your face and you closed your eyes waiting for the pain that comes before death, but it never came.. you slowly opened your eyes and there was Haytham standing over you.

"You are too reckless, just like your Mother ..."

"My mother?.." you asked

"Yes, it was me who killed her, left you an orphan, i am surprised you didn't just die like i hoped. when Conner mentioned your name i just had to meet you, to see if it was really you. and you did turn out to be a fine young lady. To bad you will end up just like your Mother" He spat the last words as if they were poison in his mouth.

You wished that it really was poison, all this time he was the one who killed your mother and he was stained with the blood of his own son .. the man you loved, 

'Snick' "Goodbye (Name).." 

You writhed and wriggled on the floor at the searing pain, he twisted the blade as he pulled it out of your abdomen. you lay on the floor crying coughing blood and sweating cold water.

And with not so much as a backwards glance, Haytham left.

Left you on the floor in your warm blood.

Left you aimlessly wondering what might have been. 

You heard more footsteps, they seemed to be coming in your direction but all your sense's had cracked, through the dark hopelessness of your eyes you saw a figure appear in the doorway.

'Good' you thought 'Guards have came to finish me off'

"(Name)!" Came a familiar panicked voice

You looked up into the eyes of a man he looked so familiar.. Conner ... Conner!

"I thought you .." But your sentence where cut short but the stinging of your eyes

"Your bleeding.. " Conner said shakily, bringing his hand up from your abdomen and looking at the blood surrounding you

You couldn't stop the tears from falling, sniffling and panicking. Your mouth was open as if you were going to speak but you couldn't bring yourself to stop the panicked shaking.

"C-Conner~.."

He shushed you silent and kissed your forehead, grabbing your arms and holding you as close as he could get without bringing you anymore suffering.

Conner's POV

I looked at the dying girl in my arms, i wanted to break things to show my anger. i wanted to bend over her and scream. she was so cold, and so pale.. There was nothing i could do.

What pained me the most was the words she managed to croak out of her mouth

"K-kiss it all better Conner.." She stuttered in between tears "I'm not ready to go.."

I grabbed my forehead and scrapped down my face in frustration, i couldn't do this again. all i could think about was that it was my fault, i should have been there i wanted to stop the pain she felt. i wanted her to be alright.. She seemed to sense that. As you placed a cold hand on my cheek

"It's not your f-fault love.." She said as the life drained from her eyes "You didn't know ... you d-didn't know...."

The end~ ... ;-; (Do you live or do you die? Draw your own Conclusion)