Marth x Reader: My Princess

Chapter 3: The world we live in

"$3 million? That's it? For Glenn Bush? The Glenn Bush? We are talking about a high ranking bandit leader here, not only that but I've also been working with you ass hats for 8 years now. Ya gotta give me a better deal then that for me to even consider the offer."

"Well if you wont take the offer then someone else will."

"And how well is that going for you, hmm? Exactly how many other assassins did you get killed by this one job because you wanted it done cheap? 4? 12? Na wait it was 67 right? And how many times did you come around asking for my help with the same fucking deal, huh?"

"..... Fine. We will raise the deal to 13 million for Glenn Bush's head. But I expect it done quickly! His existence is bad for my business."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

It has been 8 years since my parents dropped me off at the assassin training camp. 8 years since the surgery, 8 years since leaving him.... Nonetheless, I have achieved something everyone thought no woman could ever do, become the best assassin in the entire kingdom, nay farther. Everyone wants my help in shutting a certain someone up with as little mus and fuss as possible. It ranges for drug dealers, slave traders, bandits, revenge and even to the ungrateful spouse every now and then which is always interesting. But today I'm heading out to kill a bandit leader; Glenn Bush, ever since the first time they asked me to kill him I've been keeping tabs on the guy, and still filling my weekly quota at that! I think that right now, he is heading towards one of his camps to meet with the king of Altera, and work out some sorta peace treaty. I wonder, will he be there, and if he is, will he remember his promise, or me?

~~~~~Time skip~~~~~

I've arrived at my stand by position, and am currently readying my bow, waiting for the fat bastard to show his face. I hold the my lucky pendent that Marth gave me. Wishing for good fortune and a successful hunt. Once I have prepared my bow I use my enhanced eye sight to see what is going on. Right now, it looks like the two leaders approach each other and I spot my target, I prepare to fire but something blue catches my eye. I adjust my eye sight and I can't believe what I am seeing. It's him! It's really Marth! I can feel the tears coming up from my eyes. It's been so long since I've seen him, and he has turned into quite the looker too. In one flash of an instant, Marth is on the ground bleeding, I snap in rage, and my arrow leaves its resting place, to be sent into the heart of a barbarian. Well not the barbarian I was hoping for. Some idiot walked right into my shot, and died. Well no matter, one less to deal with later I guess. The armies Start clashing, I put on my mask and jump into action, while Marth jumps to his feet pulling his sword and stopping Glenn's with grace. 

I I transform my bow into a scythe, and start hacking away at the enemy forces. It takes awhile but Marths forces begin to realize that they have an ally, and fight along side me like an old friend. They thanked me when I would save them, I would just nod at them and bow. After a while, I hear Glenn's voice;

"We have what we came for! Fall back now!!"

Confused at what just happened, I turn around and see that they have taken Marth hostage. Enrage, I run towards him but I am pushed back by the remaining forces. As I slaughter them, I am forced to watch as they run away with him, over the hills and out of sight. Covered in the blood of my enemies, and with my mask removed, I turn to Marth's forces. They stare at me in shock at what I have done. 

"Who are you?" a man with red hair stared in awe. 

"What are you?" a woman and man with white hair asked.

"And why are you helping us?" a man with blue hair asked.

"Who I am and what I am does not concern you, and neither do my intentions." I respond monotonously.