Assassin's Creed One Shots

Caretaker (Edward X Reader)

"He/she went thataway cap'n.  Wanted to stretch her/his legs."

Edward instantly made his way to the clearing that you went through, following your foot steps through the sand and onto the cut pathway.  He would have waited for your return, but honestly, he felt he needed the walk too, stiff legs and all that.  Some clean air might do him some good too.  

The walk was going fine until he spotted an unusual place in the dirt below him.  Footprints, most likely yours, but they were scattered everywhere and in the most unusual places.  Some led into the bushes, some were backwards and facing many directions; they were just printed everywhere in the dirt.  There were even some scuff marks.

That's when he noticed that there were 'other' prints in the dirt.

Cat prints.

"Shite."

His thoughts are cut off by nearby rustling of bushes, and he jogs up the path just a bit before he's jumped by a large force.  Edward stumbles backwards and regains his balance, to soon see your familiar figure dancing furiously and uncoordinated in front of him.  Or at least it's what it looked like.  The damn jaguar was on your back!

"Lass!/Lad!" Edwards yells, making you aware of his presence.

"SHOOT THE DAMN THING!!!" you holler.  Second by second, the claws from the animal's paws dig into your shoulders, your chest and your arms, making you scream out in pain and unable to get it off you.  Edward scrambled to get his pistol out of his holster, but he hesitated when he pulled it up and pointed it at the animal.

"I'll hit you!" he says.

"FOR FUCKS SAKE EDWARD JUST SHOOT---"

Before you could finish your sentence, your felt the animal's jaw clench onto your shoulder, piercing it's teeth into your flesh and making you scream out a crying pain, your clothing dripping wet with blood now.  If Edward doesn't shoot the bloody thing now, you think, I'm dead.

That's when you hear the gunshot, and the big thud on the dirt beside you from the leopard's now dead body.  You fall slowly to your knees with your left shoulder off sideways, the one the animal had bit into.  You were so tired, so weak, so pained; you suddenly wanted off of this damned island.

Kenway hurried beside you.  "I'm not going to ask if yer alright because you're not."  

"No shit."

"C'mon, let's get you back to the ship."

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With Kenway by your side for support, you managed to walk back to the Jackdaw without any trouble, only the pain in your upper body, which is where the jaguar attacked you mostly.  

"Where'd the bloody thing come from anyway?"  Edward asked as he applied the damp cloth to your bitten shoulder.  You hissed at the touch and he pulled away for a moment, then proceeding the treatment.

"It's a jungle Edward," you snap, "it's where they live."

"For someone who's in the shape they're in, you're not short on smart ass remarks.  Smart arse."

Sighing, you lose your eyes and rub them with your free hand.  

"Got lucky I guess."

"Damn right you are," he says, finishing up your wounds with the bandage.  "You're lucky I came looking for you."

Edward cleaned up the water and rags, taking them topside before returning to you.  You watched as he sat beside you on the bed.  His hand reached for your shirt that laid nearby on his table.  He had taken you to his cabin to treat your wounds.

"Let me help you get this on." Edwards says, knowing you were still freshly sore.  You grimaced at his remark, not liking this feeling of being treated by someone else; you could have done this on your own.

Or not.  You wanted to cry as you raised your arm, your shoulder sending pain through your entire left side of your body.  Kenway gave a quick sorry to you and continued ever so slowly.  One arm done, now the other.  Through the sheer pain of raising your arms to get them through the holes, you managed, and now you were finally able to rest.

"You sure I can stay in here Captain?" you ask, looking around Edward's cabin.  You hear him stifle a laugh as he takes off his armor, now only in his white loose shirt and pants and boots.  

"I think we're past the 'Captain' thing now aren't we?  I told you to call me Edward."

His smile makes you do the same.  You chuckle and turn your eyes to the floor.

"'In private' you said.  Right.  Forgot.  So I can stay here 'Edward'?"

You watched as he sat in the chair at the table across from you.  He had a bottle of rum in his hand now.

"Figured you'd want the company, since you won't be able to work for a while.  Ade can man the ship for a while."

It pleased you how caring he was, despite his usual demeanor.  His company was rather pleasant, and you felt more at ease now with him watching over you as you slept.  

You hadn't realized though, through halfway your sleep he had joined you in bed, pulling the covers over your body and remaining with you through the night.  He wasn't going to sleep in the hold, and he certainly wasn't going to sleep on the floor.  It was his bed still, despite you being it in.  So he was going to sleep there.  For you, he was more than happy to give you his share of his comfort.