Assassins Creed Brotherhood Castle, 2014. Jamie's POV
I woke up way earlier than I needed to the next morning, everyone else was still asleep, as far as I knew, so I lay back to think about my time in captivity. I couldn't wait to do that days training. If I was ever captured again, then I wanted to be able to do something else for myself, other than wait hopelessly. I may not have been captured long, but I learned so e valuable life lessons, the most important of which was: You can't always expect someone to be there for you straight away.
The bell to get up clanged and echoed throughout the entire castle. I was still lying there and thinking, while Theo woke with a start, his jet-black hair in a mess. "Hey Jamie, you alright?" He asked sleepily. I nodded, before pulling myself out of bed to grab some clothes and go and get changed. I locked myself in the bathroom, thew my clothes on the floor and stood next to the sink before splashing my face in cold water from the taps and looking at myself in the mirror. Was this who I really was? Was I the assassin the end it all? There had to be another reason the brotherhood had put so. Uh fair in me, apart from my age, and I was determined to find out why.
Fifteen minutes later, the bell for breakfast sounded, so Theo and I started to walk down together, and sat in our usual places before each grabbing a piece of toast. Theo started to talk to his friends so I turned to talk to Ling and found someone else sat where she normally did. I had forgot that last night, Ling had come down with the flu, so was in solitary confinement. That was one weird thing about being here. If you even had the slightest sniffle, you were put in quarantine so that you wouldn't affect the other assassins. "Hey, what's your name?" I asked the person sat next to me. He was a boy, no older than nineteen, with light brown hair and little knots of muscles in his arms. "Bailey, and you're Jamie, not that I really care about talking to you" he said, sourly. "What's the matter?" I asked him. I could tell from the look in his eyes he was clearly upset. "It's my mums birthday, but she died giving birth to me, but it's not like you care" he said, even more sour than before. "I never knew my mum or dad either, so I do know what it's like. I've been homeless most of my life. Apart from living in a foster home for a bit" I said to him. His face seemed less annoyed at me. "Really?" He asked. I nodded. "Really".
After some more food and talking, we all stood to bow to the Master Assassin, who had just entered the room. Normally I listened to him, and what he said, but this time I couldn't help but let my mind wonder on. I wanted to know what my past was about, why I didn't know it, and why I am the key to the future. I couldn't have just turned up on the street all of a sudden. I had to have had a backstory. What was mine?
Unknown Templar Stronghold, 2001. Meridia's POV.
It had been six months to the day since I had been in this hateful institute, and I didn't know how much longer I could keep my pregnancy a secret. I looked down at my swollen belly now. I was told by a doctor I secretly hired that I was having a girl. I couldn't keep her here though. The Grand Master had made it all too clear what would happen if I was to have a child. The child would be bought up without knowing about the Templars or Assassins, but one say, it would all be thrust upon them to end the war, giving victory to the Templars. It was too late though. By that point, I was already three months into my pregnancy.
I was feeling my baby kicking, and thought about her father. He was also an assassin, and a very handsome one too. Assassins are not allowed to have relationships, but ours thrived in secret. His name was Johnathon, and was the most amazing person I had ever met. We had taken it to far one night and I had wound up pregnant, and four days later I was kidnapped by the Templars when they raided the Assassin tower. I started feeling pain, so I lay back down and starting to concentrate on my little girl. The pain was really intense though. All of a sudden, I felt a gush of liquid. My water had just broken. I was going into labour.
I pressed the bell near my bed. I couldn't lie anymore. I needed the baby to move safe. A guard came in "I'm going into labour!" I yelled at him. He ran out and came back with a doctor, who would stay with me until the baby was born. I kept yelling and screaming and swearing. But I it was worth it at the end. I had my baby girl. I named her Jamie, after my best friend and chose Lynn and Marie as her middle names as they were my sisters names. The doctors handed her back to me, but I knew what I had to do. I had to get rid of her.
7 hours later
I had managed to escape. I ran down to into a small estate and put her on the pavement near someone's house, and put a tag around her, saying her name. I kissed her lots and put her in a basket. "Whatever happens, Mummy loves you" I whispered into her ear. I stared at her from a distance, before breaking not a run to escape my guilt, tears streaming down my face. I ran for five minutes before seeing a familiar face. The Grand Master. "That's the last time you'll be leaving us, Miss Hopskins" he said, before three men with guns stepped forward, aimed and fired. The rounds hit me ha, forcing me down against the concrete in agony. My thoughts were of Jamie, the last thing I saw was The Grand Master standing above me, pistol aimed at my head, before he fired, leaving me in total darkness forever.
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Living In The Shadows
FanfictionJamie Hopkins looks like a normal girl, but something is drastically different about her. She is a member of the Assassin Order, the youngest ever. Follow the story of the once homeless Jamie as she goes through joy, distress, love, pain, happiness...