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

Tenents

Pairing: Desmond Miles
Warning: .........
Note: N/A
Requested by: no one

"What are the tenents, Y/n?"

"You know very well I know them."

"I don't care. Repeat them to me."

William and Y/n Miles sat across from each other at a wooden table, glaring at one another.

"Stay your hand from the flesh of an innocent."

Blood poured from the neck of a Templar. She stood over his body, flicking her wrist of her gauntlet.

"Hide in plain sight."

Joining a crowd of people running away from the scene, she easily slipped away into the shadows.

"Never compromise the brotherhood."

She stood at the edge of a building, looking behind her. She was surrounded by innocents and the corrupted police force. Giving them a small smile, she leaned back.

"Nothing is true; everything is permitted."

Y/n stood up from the table and stalked towards her "room", slamming the door shut behind her.

She's only thirteen. Thirteen-years-old and already working as an assassin. Forces are spread thin across America now and the assassins are desperate.

"Hey, princess."

A voice recording started to play in the background.

"It's Dad. Listen, I know things are rough right now; believe me, I know shits going down with the war."

Y/n snorted, picking up a bottle of water from her dresser.

"No shit." Y/n muttered.

"But I need you to trust me. Trust Shaun, trust Rebecca, and trust your gramps," said Desmond. "I know you're going to be butting heads with your grandfather a lot, but trust me. Trust him. He's all you got now to be a better assassin."

Brief pause.

"Shit. I got to go. Shit, shit, shit. I love you, Princess, okay? Don't you ever forget that and don't worry. I'll be back soo-"

Crackle.

Hiss.

And then.

Silence.

"I miss you, Dad. So damn much."