Assassins creed x reader one-shots

Jacob x steampunk robot! reader

((Okay I'm a big ass need for a band called
Steam powered giraffe and ITS GREAT  they play at festivals and such! And I wanted to include a steam punk reader seeing the era of steam punk is the 1800, AH YOU CANT STOP ME))

-((JACOB FRYE POV))————<<<<<<<<<<<

the bar sounded lovely after a long day of work and my rooks told me I had to go to a small one in lambeth to see Alexander's

"Come on boss! Let's go!" One of my rooks helped me off at a stop and they rushed inside of the small bar.  Music was humming off the walls as Clara came out to me from the bar running with a few other kids.

"Clara? What are You doing here? This is a bar?" I bent down and whispered the last part to her in a harsher tone. She grabbed my shirt collar making the other kids laugh and started to pull me along to inside the bar.

"MrGraham Bell has made something wonderful! You have to see it!" Clara then let go of my my collar allowing me to stand up. regaining my posture I looked up to be met with Alexander and his giddy expression, I fixed my coat and looked around at the warmly lit room.

"Ah! Mr. Frye! Could I inquire your help?" His Scottish accent pushed through the crowds chatter.

"With what?"
"Don't be rude Jacob!" Evies voice piped up from behind me making me jump.

"Is it a sin to ask? And yes I will help you Mr.graham bell" Evie rolled her eyes and lead us out to a big carriage made for hauling hay or cargo. Yet instead of either of those goods there was only two big boxes.

"Can you help me bring the one on the left inside?" Evie looked at Alexander nodding to each-other and picked up the box.

"This is fairly light mr Bell" Evie commented to him as they walked in to the bar room. Hopping onto the back of the carriage I tried to lift the other box yet it was way to heavy for Me to get a grip on. While crouching down I herd foot steps yet I just brushed them off.

"OI shouldnt this be the carriage?" A British voice spoke up leaving me in a frozen state slowly lifting my head up. I was eye locked with blighter, before he had the chance to speak I hoped to the front of the carriage and took off.

-((THIRD PERSON POV))——<<<<<<<<<<<

Jacob took off down the cobble paths of lambeth only to have three blighter carts join him.

Jacob rammed into one of the carriages while pulling his gun out. Jacob turned around and took out one of the carriages. Yet he wasn't aware of the next four ahead of him. Jacob turned around only to be met by a carriage ramming and shoving his cart into the Thames.

luckily he shot his gauntlet and grabbed the edge of the bridge. He slid his cane sword down to grab the crate yet the blade of it missed. He watched the crate fall into the water.

It floated for a little and he dropped down to retrieve it only to here pounding on the inside of the box.

-((JACOB POV))————<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

The pounding got louder as the box started sinking.
I dropped down and slid to it down a hill of coal.

I reached the water line and the box was certainly sinking. The box slipped under the water before I could grab it.

"Bloody hell!" I dawned off my coat and gauntlet to dive under in the cold muddy water.

-((READER POV))————<<<<<<<<<<<<<