Connor x Reader
For PineWatch cause if you know this song then you know what to do (hint: you has to kill me for being a jerk and messing with everyones feels)
Real quick, (s/n) means sisters name, it might not make sense now, but just wait till pt. 2!
Enjoy~
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Connor laid in the prison bed, dry tear lines were slightly noticed on his tan skin. He kept thinking it was his fault you died, and the nightmare wouldn't stop replaying in his head..

Connor was fighting off the guards while she stabbed a man's neck and spun around to rejoin Connor. "That was fun." She smiled warmly and her love, and he have a small smile, grabbing her hand and beginning to run off when more guards began swarming in. "Connor we have to fight our way out again." She sighed. "I am sure we can eliminate them all, right?" He asked her, and she nodded her head, spinning around and shooting a man in the head before jumping at a startled guard and slicing through his chest. Connor was taking on two guards at once and killed them easily, knowing (s/n) was taking care of yourself. She spun around and did a jump onto one last guard, killing him quickly. She looked over to Connor, who was pulling his tomahawk out of a mans skull.(S/n) began to walk up to Connor before a click was heard and she froze, the bullet shooting through her chest. "(S/N)!!" Connor screamed, running to her slowly falling frame and caught her in his arms. Connor growled and grabbed one of her guns and shot the man in the back.

Connor ignored the guards and curled into a ball to hide his face. He covered his and closed his eyes, tears welling into them as he clinched his teeth.

"Please, (s/n), stay with me!" Connor cried, moving hair from her face. "Everything will be alright! I just need to find--" he stopped when (s/n) put a hand on his shoulder, making him look at her. "Connor..." She smiled, tears pouring from her eyes. "Kiss it all better....please...Connor Im not ready to go.." She whimpered. Connor cupped her cheeks and gave her a gentle but long kiss until her grip loosed and the light in her eyes died. He let go of the kiss and hugged (s/n)'s now limp body close to him, not even caring about the guards that were overwhelming him. Some of them had torn faces with either disgust or pity at the young assassin. The one that looked torn the most was (s/n)'s sister/brother, who stared in shock at her/his little sister laying in Connor's arms. He/she stopped the guards and walked up to Connor. "How long has she been an assassin?" He/She asked Connor, who huffed before replying with a shaky tone. "Three years. Keeping it a secret from you, I am sure. But now looked what your guards have done to your little sister." Connor growled, feeling the hurt in (r/n)'s (random name) aura.

Connor woke up, startled by the noise coming from the cell doors. It was.......opening....? He looked up to see (r/n) looking at him with a false fierce glare. "Come on prisoner." He/she growled, grabbing the weak Connor harshly and walking to get his stuff from the keep. "Execution?" Connor asked sadly, his bloodshot eyes confused. "No, my friend, you are being set free. You loved my sister not for her looks like most men, and for that, I owe you." (R/n) said with a small smile. Connor nodded his head. "But I let her die." Conor said gloomily. "No, you tried to protect her, it was I who let her die, the attack wouldn't have lasted if she just told me she was an assassin." (R/n) sighed, looking down. Connor was able to collect his robes and weapons, and was able to leave with a fake warning to not come back from (r/n).

Connor instantly headed to the cemetery and, just as he thought, found (s/n) grave in a circle of flowers.

(S/n) (l/n)
(R/y)-(r/y) <---(random year)
Loving sister, amazing helper,
Best Female Master Assassin the Creed has ever had
~Achilles

Connor smiled at Achilles words and he sat down in front of her grave, placing a (f/c) rose in front of her grave. "I know you cannot hear me, (s/n), but I hope Mother and Haytham are treating you well.." He said to himself. "E-Excuse me, sir?" A timid voice asked, making Connor jolt to it. That voice.....It is all to similar to my (s/n)....no.....not possible.. Connor thought as he looked up and the girl. "Yes?" He asked, and the girl jolted as if she was thinking the same thing he did. "I am sorry to interrupt you, sir. You seem to be standing at my older sister's grave." The woman said, taking off the cotton brown hood she wore, her (h/l) (h/c) flowing out into the moon, making it glimmer."I see, I am Connor, what is your name?" Connor asked, standing up.

"I know who you are, Connor Kenway." She smiled a too close for comfort smiled. It was a smile he painfully remembered from (s/n).

"My name is (Y/n)."

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Connor: Kam that hurt--Kam?
Altaïr: she's crying
Arno: why? What did you do this time?
Altaïr: I did nothing! It's this music called 'his daughter by molly kate kestner' and since she thinks everyone hates her again.
Edward: why?
Altaïr: she won't tell me.
Connor: where is she then?
Altaïr: *points to an open bedroom door to show a small lump in the bed covers* sulking in her room.
Jacob: I think you had something to do with it
Altaïr: OKAY I DON'T ALWAYS HURT HER!!!!
¡Chao!