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Kink Meme - Assassin's Creed pt. 5
Assassin's Creed Kink Meme pt.5
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Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-02 01:29 am (UTC)(link)After several minutes of being pushed and dragged and lead in circles, the sack was pulled off Connor's head as a heavy door was unlocked and pulled open.
Connor was tossed into a tiny room, one without windows. It was hardly furnished- a narrow cot, a wooden chair, a small table, and nothing else, save a scratchy blanket, a tall candle and a commode. It was a far cry from his usual quarters here, which consisted of a small but comfortable annexe, including a lavish bedroom and a personal study. Not that he really used his accommodation here, with his room at Davenport and house in Boston.
The door was slammed shut as soon as he landed on the cold stone floor, and he could hear the lock clicking shut. The guards had at least been sensible enough to strip him of his visible weapons and his equipment.
Connor sighed, and sat in the chair. He had made plans of the headquarters and distributed them amongst the Brotherhood, so there was a small possibility that he might be rescued. That, however, was unlikely. His father would have, at the very least, changed all guard routines and posted extra sentries. The Brotherhood was still small, they would have little chance of getting in the building, let alone getting out with him and they alive.
No, for now he was alone. Best to simply try to survive whatever punishments his father threw his way, pretend to break further than he actually would. They would certainly attempt to execute him at some point, and the Brotherhood's spies and contacts would probably catch wind of it. Either he would be rescued, or he would die without having betrayed the Brotherhood. He and they had long been prepared for such an eventuality. It was inevitable, really. He had simply been hoping that his betrayal would not be discovered so soon.
Whatever was going to happen to him would not be pleasant, but he would endure. He had to.
…
Without a clock, the hours trickled by slowly, if they were hours at all. Connor paced the cell, lay on the bed, tried to sleep, failed.
It took an eternity, but eventually someone came to his door. A heavy sigh. The door was unlocked, then unlatched. Connor kept his eyes shut, and his breathing even. The door creaked open, and somebody entered. The footsteps sounded like Haytham, and his suspicions were confirmed when his father spoke, voice icy with pain and rage.
His father had always been like that. Cold and calm, at least on the outside, and his ire had always followed suit.
"Why?"
Connor opened his eyes, met his father's frosty glare in the dim candlelight.
"Because you are wrong," he answered, and Haytham's eyes narrowed. The corner of his mouth twitched in the way that meant he was beyond furious, barely restraining his rage.
"How long?"
"Since before I first laid eyes on you. This was always our plan. Sabotage."
Haytham was very, very still for a moment, and very, very quiet.
"I'm your father," he said. He did not say it, but Connor knew what had been left unspoken: surely you didn't plan on killing me? Does our relationship even exist to you, my son?
"You are a Templar first and foremost."
Haytham pressed his lips together, and bowed his head for a moment. Connor tensed, but was not prepared for the blow to his jaw, nor the vice-like grip upon his shoulders. Haytham smashed his head against the wall, dragging him from the bed and throwing him to the floor.
"I trusted you!" Haytham howled. "You're my son!"
Connor curled defensively, but Haytham still got in a sharp kick to his stomach, and tore one of the arms off his robe.
"How dare you? All this time!"
He was being dragged upright, slammed against the wall. There was the taste of iron in his mouth. His father's eyes, mere inches from his own, bored into his soul. There was silence for a few moments, as his father searched his face desperately for some shred of regret.
"I love you," his father said, and this time his voice was that of a man who was breaking. Was broken.
"And I love you, father," Connor replied, sincerely.
Haytham punched him again, and let him slide to the floor. There was a ringing in his ears. Haytham's hands shook as he stepped back, and his fingers slowly unclenched around the white fabric in his fist.
"You don't get to say that. You don't get to call me that. Not after what you did."
His father's breath hitched, and he left without another word. The cloth that had once been part of his trusty longcoat fluttered to the floor.
Connor sat against the wall for some time, until the sharp pain faded to a dull ache, and he could pull himself back onto the bed.
He hoped that sleep might claim him, and give him respite from the anxiety of what lay ahead, as well as from the pain he'd seen in his father's eyes.
Re: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-02 01:46 am (UTC)(link)Re: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-02 02:41 am (UTC)(link)Can't wait to read the next part, please update soon!
Re: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-03 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)Can't wait see what happens next!
Re: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-08 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-13 08:06 am (UTC)(link)Re: Retribution 2/? (fill anon)
(Anonymous) 2013-03-13 11:37 am (UTC)(link)Re: Retribution 2/? (fill anon)
(Anonymous) 2013-03-13 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Retribution 2/? (fill anon)
(Anonymous) 2013-03-13 07:15 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-03-22 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)Please update soon!
P.S. also hopes there will be some HaythCon actionRe: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-04-06 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-04-06 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)Aaargh! I'm so sorry! The next chapter is about halfway done, your comment is just what I needed to get my lazy butt in gear and get writing again. It should be finished in a few days.
Again, I am so, so sorry, dear anons!
Re: Retribution 2/?
(Anonymous) 2013-05-01 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)(But seriously though fill anon, if you have more important things to take care of, like real life, then don't worry about us silly perverts over on a kink meme. XD)