A Revolution is raging on their doorstep, and they find themselves caught in the very midst of it. But sometimes the beautiful will grow in the darkest of places. ~•~ For Grace, a fiery and passionate Assassin, being alone is all she's ever known. With no mother or father to guide her, and only a horse as dark as her very shadow to be there for her, she lives on her own in the forests of the Frontier, away from the busyness of the city. One day, she meets a tall hooded man whom she can't help but despise. But, when the day comes that he saves her life, will things change between the two as they unify to bring down a common enemy? What happens when something unexpected thrives between them, in a time where bloodshed is around every corner? _____________________________________ { Assassin's Creed III Fanfiction } { IN NEED OF MAJOR EDITING }

Cassandra Glade is a young English girl sent to live in the American colonies after the deaths of her beloved grandparents. She finds Achilles Davenport, the elderly former Assassin, who is willing to train her in his ways. Under his careful tutelage, she meets the mysterious young Connor. As Cassandra and Connor are swept deeper into the war of Assassins and Templars, they will be pushed to their very limits. And, maybe, they will finally know what love truly is. ***I try to be as historically accurate as I can, but this involves changing some factors of the game and the characters included.*** **I do not own ASSASSIN'S CREED nor any of the characters affiliated with the franchise.** **I do own Cassandra Glade and various other OCs in this fanfiction, all of whom may not be used without my explicit consent.** **All credit for the art goes to the artist(s).**