𝝥ล𝐭𝓾𝙧𝓮╹⳽ 𝗣ล𝐭Һ ╺ 𝘾ФῃῃФ𝚛 ⌧ ℛɘ𝐚ⅾɘ𝚛

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Me: *sketching in a new sketchbook*

Connor: Ash.

Me: *startled*

Connor: Ezio traumatized me.

Me: You think? He has enough info to traumatize this entire fucking generation of kids-

Connor: I mean true but, he traumatized me.

Me: *stops sketching* Connor. You're like 21 how the fuck did you not know what that stuff was-

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TW: Blood/gore, violence, arson/fire

You're a kid who lives alone in the valley near Connor's village. His people take care of you like they would with their own children and that's how you meet him. Over the years, you develop a strong friendship and even leave the village together to train under Achilles.

(gender neutral)

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Your POV

You were a starving and impoverished child when you stumbled upon the valley and the Kanien'kehá:ka (Mohawk) village. The people took you in as their own, raising you alongside the other children like you were a part of their village from birth. Kaniehtí:io (or Ziio), a woman with a son your age, agreed to let you live with her.

Though she never raised you as her own, you and her son-Ratonhnhaké:ton-grew close and would always play games in the valley together with the other village children. You learned to speak the Mohawk language alongside your native English.

You would enjoy lively games with the other village children, Ratonhnhaké:ton included, as long as you didn't go beyond the valley.

One day, you, Kanen'tó:kon, Ratonhnhaké:ton and some other children went to play hide and seek in the forest near the village. You hid, but Ratonhnhaké:ton found you easily and when it was another child's turn to seek, you leapt high into the trees and climbed them to follow Ratonhnhaké:ton as he always had the best hiding spots and you saw him being assaulted by men who looked to be from outside the valley.

You thought it to be funny to give them a scare, so you called out in English, "Get away from here or I'll kill you all and mutilate your corpses beyond recognition!"

The men went paler than they already were and ran out of the valley. You climb down to Ratonhnhaké:ton, who seemed to be a bit confused. "You were there this entire time?" he asked in Mohawk. "Yes," you reply in the same language. "You always have the best hiding spots and I'm really good at climbing trees so I thought I'd follow you."

"Let's go back, it's getting a bit late." he says. You nod, but suddenly you smell smoke coming from the village. "Ratonhnhaké:ton," you say, trying to get his attention. "Do you smell that smoke? It smells like it's coming from the village."

He sniffs the air and panic flashes across his face as he grabs your arm and runs, making you run with him so he doesn't drag you in the dust. By the time you reach the village, it's all in flames.

"KANIEHTÍ:IO!" you yell, your lungs inhaling the smoke. You cough and hack, trying to get the smoke out. "Y/N!" Ratonhnhaké:ton yells over the roaring of the flames. You look just in time to see a flaming longhouse beam above you. You instinctively roll out of the way and continue looking for Kaniehtí:io with Ratonhnhaké:ton.

16 years later, Your POV

You dodge the tomahawk being swung at you with a devilish grin on your face. "Nice try Connor," you say. "But it's going to take more than a tomahawk to hurt me."

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