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Assassin's Creed- Jacob Frye X Reader [4]

Title: Hold On
Warnings: Angst, swearing, violence
Prompt: No spoilers!
Spoilers: None
Words: 1726
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"Hold on," you whispered with bated breath to Jacob, who was helping you to toss a giant crate of rigged dynamite off of a smuggler's boat in the middle of the Thames.
"I am..." he grunted, his muscles tightening and aching under the weight of the objects. You both got to the front of the ship and threw the contraband overboard.

"Hey!" A voice scolded. You and Jacob shared a glance under your hoods.
"Time to leave!" Said he, diving over the edge.
"At least we agree on one thing..." you mumbled to yourself, joining him in the nick of time.

The water was murky, and you didn't dare open your eyes until you got to the surface. The water's surface broke and Jacob inhaled the air like an anteater inhales ants. His cowl had slipped down his head (as did yours), and his hair stuck to his forehead. "Back to the train?" You suggested. You earned a dubious squint in response. You laughed at him and paddled back to shore.

[#^•^#]

Blighters trailed threateningly close to your carriage. Gunshots sailed past your head and you gripped tightly to the reigns of the horse. "Hold on!" Jacob cried from the roof, shooting his own bullets and darts and bombs and whatever else you could think of.
"I'm trying!" You responded, knuckles going white.

A Blighter pulled up alongside you, and instinctively you reached for your throwing knives, aiming for the horse's flank. Your aim was in the perfect place. Frantically, the horse galloped off down random alleyways and back streets.

"Get up here!" Jacob instructed. Hurriedly, you scampered up to the roof. He pulled you into him, muscles taut with stress, and shot a zip line to the nearest building. The sudden rush through the air made you cling on for dear life (as you had no control over where this was going) and you ended up safely on a balcony, watching the Blighters follow the carriage across a bridge.

"They didn't see us?" You queried.
"Let's not question it," Jacob pulled you over the rooftops find a way back to the hideout.

[#^•^#]

BOOM!

The factory exploded, sending fire, ash and embers storming up the wood. You and Jacob were running across the rafters, aiming for a metal platform that had an open window behind it; your way out.

Jacob was quite a bit behind you, but you weren't going outside without the two of you both accounted for. "Come on, Jacob!" You pressed, watching the flames belch into a monstrous form.

"Hold on a minute!" He retorted, wobbling on the wooden beam. As he came closer, there was a crack beneath his feet. He paused and a shocked expression washed over his face.

"Run!" He did as you said, sprinting over young flames. Suddenly, there was an abrupt CRACK and the timber gave way beneath Jacob's feet. "No!" You sprinted forward as he hastily jumped, grasping for a stub protruding out of the platform. His fingers managed to grasp it, but the support was too weak and that too snapped like a twig; Jacob fell with it, a yelp falling from his mouth.

"Jacob!" You peered over the edge and sighed thankfully as you saw him hanging from a pole sticking out of the wall.
"Little help... please?" He strained, adjusting his grip and swinging viscously over the acrobatic flames.
"Hold on!" He was too far down to reach by leaning over the railing. You observed a railing beside you, before an idea popped into your head.

As quick as a flash, you ripped your red scarf of cloth from around your waist and tied one end securely around the railing, whilst the other was wrapped around your palm.