Assassin's Creed Drabbles

Dialogue Prompt Request #4 (Jacob Frye x Reader)

Everything was on fire and you meant that in the most literal sense... The entire factory was now a flaming inferno! You stood on the rooftops somewhere in Lambeth clutching several pieces of parchment that held the delivery locations of supplies for the Blighters and Templars alike. Evie had sent you to get these and Jacob insisted that he should accompany you, which you were hesitant to allow in the first place. It's not that the younger Frye twin wasn't a great assassin it's just he's more of a punch first ask questions later rather than an overall stealth enthusiast. You had intended for this to be a quick in and out mission done completely under the noses of the Blighters watch dogs but with Jacob's assistance that was no longer the case.

You thought you had given him a rather easy task but Jacob Frye doesn't deal in half measures so now you were stuck watching as firemen attempted to quench the flames with water. You told Jacob to play the role of distraction while you infiltrated the factory and attempted to lift the delivery ledgers from the Blighters' grasp. You remember clearly telling Jacob to create a slight disturbance by picking a fight with the Blighters and to maybe get the Rooks involved or to start a small fire to draw attention. The key word being small but things quickly spiraled out of control.

You had just slipped into the upper office and pulled the correct ledgers that you needed when you heard a deafening explosion. You quickly tucked the parchment into your jacket pocket and shot your rope launcher toward the roof across the street. When you turned back toward back to the factory you were suddenly overcome with dread as a large cloud of smoke encompassed the entire left side of the factory. The flames quickly spread and soon the factory workers were steadily evacuating the burning building.

Jacob hadn't met up with you at the rendezvous point and you were starting to really worry that he could have gotten himself seriously hurt. But before you could get too carried away with worry you heard the familiar mechanical din of Jacob's rope launcher followed by the heavy thud of his boots. You turned toward him and found the all too familiar smirk upon his face.

You whirled around and shouted at him, "What the bloody hell, Frye!"

Jacob just continued to grin and chuckle at you, "Frye? You only call me Frye when you're especially angry with me, love. Why are you mad? I did exactly as you told me to I started a small fire to cause a distraction."

That made your blood boil, "Small fire! I said set a small fire!" You threw your arms out toward the factory, "This is not small!"

He raised his arms defensively, "Calm down, Y/N. Did you get what you were after?"

You sighed and held the parchment out in front of you, "The Templars are sending a force of Blighters out to the Thames tonight to collect their supplies. There are going to be three deliveries we just need to best the Blighters and make sure those supplies don't get to the Templars."

Jacob grinned and threw an arm around your shoulder, "We always best the Blighters, love, and we'll do it again tonight. Now let's grab a pint at the pub before we crush them and take their goods."

You mustered up a grin at the suggestion at the very least you had gotten what you had come for and Jacob was relatively unharmed.