The Pack (Assassins creed x Reader)

Chapter 17

I took a deep breath in and out, I begin tapping my leg nervously, anxiety reaching my heart. An army green trucks pull up from where I and a few other soldiers sat on the ground. I stood up, adjusting the backpack on my back. I and the other soldiers place their right hand onto their forehead in a salute. 

"At ease!" The leader called out, causing the myself and the other soldiers to relax. "Alright guppies! Pile in the trucks!" He called out, causing everyone to pick up their  bags before being guided to different truck by other soldiers. I look down at an Australian Shepard, "C'mon Willow. Time to go." I told her, patting my left leg twice. 

She stood up on her four paws, following me as I begin to walk towards one of the trucks. However, I was stopped by the commander, "You are our new medic correct?" 

"Yes sir." I say with a curt nod, holding my hand, palm facing Willow, causing her to sit down on her hunches. 

"Who is this?" The commander questioned, gesturing to Willow with a nod of his head. 

"This is my medic dog sir. She helps me find soldiers in need as well to look for anything internal or wounds that I can't see." I explain to him. "Her name is Willow." 

He rubbed the top of Willow's head saying, "Welcome to the team Willow. Come Ms. (Y/N), you ride with me." 

"Yes sir." I say with a nod, patting my left leg twice once more, causing Willow to stand on all fours again. I follow him over to the truck, gesturing for Willow to jump into the truck while I climbed in after her. 

I sat down in the truck with Willow laying down by my feet. "Nice dog." I woman's voice spoke, causing me to look over seeing a woman looking around my age with blonde hair with light brown eyes. There was a tattoo of a what looks like a name on her wrist. By her feet was a German Shepard with a bullet proof vest around his. 

I smile to her, nodding, "Thanks. You have a nice dog as well." I say, nodding to the panting brown dog. 

"What's its name?" She asked. 

"Willow. Yours?" I question in return. 

"Jax." She answered with a knowing smile. She held out her hand, "Name's Kiley." 

"(Y/N)." I say taking her hand before shaking it. 

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I stare at the dog tags hanging in my room, sadness sparkling in my eyes. I hear a small whine, causing me to look over seeing Jax sitting next to me with his ears flattened against his head. "Today is the day isn't it buddy." I say, taking the dog tags off the place the were hanging before placing it over my neck, my back beginning to pulse with pain ... like it did on this day every year. 

I lift the back of my shirt slightly, seeing three long claw mark reach from one corner of my back to the other, the scar still looked fresh despite it being years since the incident. Gold shards sparkled in the scars, almost making it sparkle. 

More people asked about the scar over my eye instead of the one on my back, beside I'm glad they don't. That one would be very hard to explain, even I didn't know what that thing was. Besides, according to my sister, it seems to hardly even be there, yet I can see it as clear as day. Maybe because I know it's there, I don't know. 

I drop my shirt, shaking my head, thinking that I was slowly going crazy. "C'mon boy, let's go to the grave." I say, snapping my fingers twice for him to follow. It's been a few weeks since the beach day, in that span of time I taught Jacob, Evie, Ezio, and Malik how to drive. They were the easiest and more adaptable out of the others ... well Malik was the most trouble but he never gave up.