Lovers From Different Sides

~Chapter One~

Author's P.O.V

"Daddy, why must I learn how to fight and become like you?"

Said the little young girl as she stared at her father out of curiosity.

"Because my dove, assassins are evil, we must get rid of them. Templars are the good ones in this war and you should be the one to get rid of them all when you are older. That's why I want you to be trained on how to fight. To fight for the Templars and for our almighty god."

The older man said as he crouched down so that he can be the same height as her. He then placed his hand on his daughter's shoulder and gently pat it.

"One day my child, you will completely understand. Now go, your mentor is waiting and she doesn't like you to be late"

He said as he then proceeded to stand up and gently pushed his child forward.

"Okay daddy"

The young girl replied as she ran to meet up with her mentor. Her (h/c) long locks were bouncing as she was running. The girl's (e/c) orbs where gleaming like the sun that reflects into a ocean or sea.

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15 years later......

Inside a dark lit room there was a man sitting on his chair along side a desk. Whisking tea for himself to drink as a older man was across him, standing and talking to him.

"Mr Aragon, as you know that our business has been successful throughout these years."

"Indeed it was Grandmaster, it's been successful and hoping that it will continue throughout hundred or perhaps thousands of years"

The man stopped whisking his drink, letting go of the metal spoon that he used to stir in his tea. He then laced his fingers together and stared at the older man who was talking to him.

"Yes, I also began to notice your daughter becoming skillful and elegant as she continues to grow."

The other man seemed shocked in hearing what the grandmaster was saying and was unable to form words.

"I-I thank you Grandmaster, she has been training since she was 7"

"Mr Aragon,I invited you here to give you a deal, I always known that you always wanted to be second in command and for that I'll give you a deal, you can be second in command and I'll have your daughters hand in marriage"

"Oh grandmaster, it's a deal alright!!"

The man said as he shakes the hand of his grandmaster who gave him the deal.

"Very well, you may leave "

Starrick said as he continued to stir his tea that was soon was turning cold from the conversation they had. He then left the room and continue to look for his daughter who was practicing fighting other templars with her greyish bo along with her dagger.

" (Name), come here"

The (h/c) haired girl immediately stopped as soon as she heard her father calling her name. She then twirled her staff and slammed it onto the concrete floor, bowed at her opponents and proceeded to go to her father.

"Father is there something you want to tell me?"

Her father placed his hands onto her shoulders and gave her a sweet smile.

"Yes my dove, I have great news.... you are getting married!"

(Name)'s (e/c) eyes stared at her father, with a shock expression.

"W-what?! Father what do you mean!!"

She replied as she was also confused on what was going on.

"You heard me (Name), you are getting engaged"

She then started shaking her father's shoulders, getting answers from him.

"W-what?! I'm married?! To who?!"

Her father gripped onto her hands and removed them from his shoulders.

"Well Crawford Starrick my dove, he will treat you right"

(Name) didn't like the idea of being married to a man whom she doesn't love. She wanted to be a simple independent woman, who she can love whoever she want not being with someone who clearly doesn't even have feelings for her. Angry piled up inside her, blood beginning to boil as she imagine herself marrying a guy who doesn't even love her. Not even a tad bit. She desperately wanted to say no but after all he is her father, who raised her all alone since her mother died. (Name) couldn't disobey her father, he's the only family member she had left. After all it's considered as a sign of disobedience.

"I must go father"

She said as she grabbed her metal bo staff that was heavily implanted onto the concrete surface. Within a flick, her bo retracted and somehow became smaller. Grabbing her daggers and revolver, she placed them on the strap that was wrapped around her left and right thigh.

Was soon about to leave the building only to be stopped by her father.

"Where will you go?"

"I'll either go to the factory, take a relaxing walk, or look for targets "

"Sure (Name),be safe okay?"

Her father said as he ruffled her (h/c) hair.

"I will father, may the father of understanding guide us"

"May the father of understanding guide us"

(Name) left the building and into the streets of London.