The Templar and the Assassin: A Cliché

Chapter 1.

A\N- Beware abusive themes and colorful language.

Sophia's P.O.V

I hate him.
Callum Lynch turned my life into a living hell.
He murdered my only living family member, my father.
My sister, Alex died in a car crash when I was 12, and my mom died in the same accident.
And of course, my father blamed it on me.

Flashback
13 year old Sophia Rikkin's P.O.V

I heard the sound of heavy footsteps coming up the stairs to my room. I quickly turn off the music blasting from my iPod Shuffle
when I hear my father's voice, slurring, "You *****! You killed her and you know it!"
He yanks open the door, and I can smell his whiskey tainted breath. He slams me against the nearest wall, "Go to hell.." I shakily whisper.
Flashback Ends
"Dr. Rikkin!"
"Hmm?"
"Someone's here for you. A man by the name of.." The lady clears her throat, "Mr.."
A man comes in, wearing a grey hoodie, and finishes my colleague's sentence, "Mr. Lynch."
My comrade pauses, a look of recognition upon her face, but the moment passes and she leaves.
He takes off his hoodie's hood, and says, "Long time no see, Sophie!"
"I will kill you, Lynch." I whisper, coldly.
"Mmhm. Yep, I totally, 100% believe you."
He smirks, and I suddenly realize how cold his blue eyes can be.
An example is when he ran like a caged animal after he woke up in Abstergo Industries after his mock execution.
Or, when he murdered my father.
Another reason to put on my Reasons Why I Hate Callum Lynch list.
I never liked my father, I despised him, in fact, but he was all I had, and it was also upsetting to see him get murdered by one of *cough*my*cough* patients.

"I guess we're alike," Cal says, "I saw my mother killed by my father, you saw your father killed by your very close friend, me."

I look at him and say, "Go **** yourself, Lynch."
He smirks, again, "I would love to do that to you, Ms. Rikkin."
My cheeks turn a dark shade of pink, "..Shut up.."