Assassin's Creed Daughter Imagines (FINISHED| NEW REQUESTS WILL BE IGNORED)

Descendant

Pairing: Edward Kenway
Warning: some spoilers of Black Flag??
Note: I saw this on Tumblr and decided to give it a shot. THIS WILL BE A MALE!READER. SOME PHYSICAL APPEARANCES WILL BE GIVEN.

"Look at you," said Edward, clasping his youngest son's shoulder. "You've grown so much in such little time."

Y/n Kenway smiled at his father.

"Thank you, Father," said Y/n. "I'm glad you're proud of me."

Edward ruffled his son's hair.

"Someday, your brother would join you," said Edward. "He's not ready yet to train with you despite being a little older than you."

"Why is that?" Y/n asked, walking alongside his father.

"He hasn't matured enough," Edward explained. "Since you spend most of your time with Jenny, I suppose that's why you've matured faster."

Y/n shrugged.

"Perhaps." He agreed.

Edward and Y/n parted ways from an intersection and Y/n strode to his bedroom. He opened the door and entered then shut the door.

"What have you and Father been up to?" Haytham arched a brow at his younger brother.

"I thought you were doing your studies with Jenny," Y/n admitted, removing his waistcoat.

"Don't change the subject," Haytham snipped. "You and Father have been disappearing together lately and I want to know why."

"It's nothing to worry about," Y/n argued. "He just wants to spend some time with his son is all."

Haytham snorted.

"I'm his son too," Haytham argued back. "And yet, he doesn't spend time with me as often as you."

"Is that jealousy I hear, Haytham?" Y/n taunted, picking up his journal from a nightstand and sitting down on a chair.

"It is not," Haytham scowled.

"Sure it is, brother dearest," Y/n drawled from his seat.

Haytham got up from his seat and stomped over to the door and opened then exited.

"Funny how he's older than me by two years." Y/n muttered, writing down in his journal.

He shut his journal and stood up. He approached his large mirror and stared into it.

Edward had told Y/n that Y/n might have Ezio Auditore's blood flowing through him. Y/n had one thing in common with Ezio and it's the scar on his lip. He was a young boy, chasing after some bullies when they took something from Jenny. One of the bullies tossed a rock at Y/n, hitting him in the jaw.

Haytham ended up having to take it back from the bullies while Jenny took Y/n back home to his mother.

Fast forward to now. Y/n rubbed his jaw and frowned.

He oddly didn't look like his parents very much. His dark hair, his brown eyes, his light tanned skin.

People say the tanned skin came from his father since he was out on the seas most of his youth. Y/n disagreed, his must have had paper skin before he went out to sea.

Someone knocked on the door and opened the door. Jenny poked her head inside.

"Y/n, dinner's ready," said Jenny.

Y/n followed Jenny down the stairs and to the dining room.

~time skip~

Footsteps pounded against the wet ground. Y/n ran and ran as fast as he could to reach home.

His father sent him to the British Brotherhood to start properly training Y/n. A novice found Y/n and told him what was happening back at home.

Y/n skidded to a full stop when he reached the gates of the Kenway estate. He pulled his hood over his head and freed his hidden blade then dove inside.

There was nobody inside. Only corpses and blood.

Y/n ran around the house, using Eagle Vision to find his family. He came to a full stop when he entered a room.

He found Haytham cradling their father.

Father is dead. Murdered by the hands on an unknown killer.

When the funeral came around, Y/n couldn't even look at the casket lowering down.

"Nothing is true; everything is permitted." Y/n mumbled bitterly.

If nothing is true and everything is permitted, he will hunt down the men who did this.