Taming the Wolf (Jacob Frye x Reader) [DISCONTINUED]

Fear, (Part 2)

"You're awake.." Henry said with a small smile, Y/n stared at him with absolute fear clouding her e/c eyes. "U-Uh.." Y/n began, trembling ever so slightly. "You don't have to be afraid.." Henry said, setting down a book and carefully walking over, making sure she wouldn't bolt off straight away again. Y/n had her back pressed against the wall of the train car, Henry had noticed and stopped, taking a step backwards. "Why are you scared? We're fellow Assassins." Henry said, confused. "I-I...don't know.." Y/n responded, standing up slowly, her coat was across the train car on a coat rack. Outside, the rain poured and hammered against the windows, Y/n scanned the room quickly, searching for a way out. Her eyes fell on her bag of smoke bombs and voltaic bombs, she cursed under her breath. She tried to run for her coat and bag, but Henry had caught her and held her back gently. "Please don't run. Mr. Frye had told me to keep you here so you wouldn't get yourself hurt. Please...trust me?" He asked, Y/n sighed, then as soon as Henry had let go, she dashed for her coat and bag, then flipping up her hood, she ran for the door. Henry grabbed her by the hood and pulled her back. "Y/n, please!" Y/n looked back, her eyes full of sorrow and fear. The pendant around her neck glowed a dull gold. She went to a chair and sat down, crossing her arms. "Thank you.." Henry said, sitting on a chair nearby. He watched outside the window, Jacob and Evie walked in, drenched and bickering about the mission. "Evie! Take some Rooks with you! They could help you one of these days if you'd stop declining their offer!" Jacob exclaimed, removing his top hat and coat, hanging them on the coat rack to dry. Evie sighed and put her coat on the rack too. "I don't need your Rooks! Why won't you just bloody und- Y/n?" Her attention turned to Y/n, Evie stepped forward and Y/n tensed. "Love! Are you alright??" Jacob ran forward and stopped when he saw how scared she was. "Y/n..?" She averted her gaze, she threw down a smoke bomb and then left, she simply walked, knowing that whatever she did, they'd catch her again. "Oi! Look what we have here! You shouldn't have come this way round, little bird!" A random guy said, his friend joined in. "I'd say we give her a reminder of why to never cross our path..ey Dillan?" "I don't see why not, little bird's have to learn eventually. Tell ya wha- AHHHH" He was interrupted by a throwing knofe imbedded in his chest. His comrade was long gone, running off into the distance. "Am I just a 'little bird' to you?" Y/n said, walking up slowly. The man stared at her in fear. "Am I just another one of your 'pets'?" She was now six feet from him. "Do you recognize me?" Five feet. "Perhaps the wanted posters?" Four feet. "Have you heard my name, before?" Every word was dripping with hatred. "Ever wonder why nobody tells stories of how I hunt?" Three feet. "Because the dead tell no tales." Two feet. The man was now shaking violently, trying to get away. "I could drag you away screaming for mercy..I could tear you apart and throw you into the Thames." One. Foot. Away. "My prey never escapes my grasp. They may flee, they may hide. But I will find them." She was now inches away. She planted her boot on his abdomen, making him wince. "Now, rabbit, any last words?" The man coughed and then yelled. "YOU BLOODY PR-" He was cut off by Y/n's boot pressing on his throat, she shoved the throwing knife further into his chest. He started to die slowly. "Well now, rabbit, tell me, who is the prey here?" He gurgled, and looked over at a few policemen running over. "Oi! In the name of the Queen we command you to stop!" Y/n smiled and ran. She scaled a building and ran out of sight. "Damnit!" The policeman yelled, and tried to track her.