Assassin x Reader

Altaïr x Reader {1} Part One

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When you arrived in her home,you saw that there are things that are scattered around. Her carpet that were supposed to be in a dark shade of red has turned into an even darker shade of red-most likely a bit gray. You saw the things that she buys in the market,now littered in different places in the small house. But her kitchen is not a mess at all,her food is organized and placed in different baskets. Her bed in the other corner has dresses that are a bit wrinkled,blotches that decorated the clothings. This is still called a normal home.

Her house is kind of messy,but you still accepted the fact that she is quite nice to make you stay in her small home. You could sleep on the carpet,if she allows you to. The bed she has is quite small for you two.

"Aunt Farah will prepare dinner for both of us,child. Its been a while since Aunt Farah has prepared a large portion of meal. Aunt Farah hopes that you're okay with that." You nodded excitingly.

After a while,you sat done with her on the carpet. You two happily ate the hearty meal she prepared,Aunt Farah telling a story that you really enjoy listening. You nod and smile,laughing at some parts where her hands animatedly moved to exaggerate her story. She also told you that you could sleep beside her,since you're still a small child.

Aunt Farah is a motherly figure for you,and because you haven't experienced on having parents in your life-since yours left when you are still a baby-,you felt very happy. Happy that you finally have someone to be with,someone who could be there for you and someone who really cares for you. Its a miracle that you knew would be gone soon.

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Aunt Farah taught you how to speak,although you prefer not to. You also don't know why. She is the only one who knew you could speak quite fluently for a short time. She also taught you how to sing,how to dance,and manners that you should know and learn. These happened for at least a year,and as you grew up,everything suddenly changed.

There was one time when Aunt Farah insisted on going to the market alone and you sat near the window and watched people pass by. You heard someone talking to her friend,leaning quite close to each other and looking at many directions before gossiping. Your hearing senses kicked in,listening to their conversation while casually leaning near the window and looking at the people passing by.

"I heard the old woman took the Singing Child in her home. She must have been bashing to the girl,abusing until she couldn't sing anymore." A woman,by her 20s whispered to her friend,who looks like she is also the same age as her.

'Singing Child?' You wondered,thinking that they might be calling you as the Singing Child. The old woman they said must be Aunt Farah,because what they said was true. Aunt Farah really took you in her home,and made you her 'daughter' that she couldn't have. But she didn't abuse you,she isn't that type of woman. She is too nice and protective.

"I think we should notify the authorities about this. This may be a serious case we must report. I can't wait to see the old woman die because of her corrupt nature." You tried to run for the two women,but they seem to disappear in the large crowd that passed. You couldn't help but sob,panicking that something might happen to Aunt Farah while she's in the markets. You settled on bringing a small stick that you hide on your large sleeves,and ran towards the populated place you knew where she would be.

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You panted as you searched for your 'mother',climbing on top of the piled boxes and your eyes quickly looking for the familiar gray mop of hair. You tried to weave through the huge crowd,but then you were always shoved out of the way. You always land on the ground and get up quickly,trying to search for Aunt Farah and tell her about the news you've heard. But no luck,she wasn't on the huge populace you expected her to be.