The Children // ASSASSINS CREED ODYSSEY // DEIMOS

C9: The Root

"Kassandra..." Eos sighed.

Eos had accepted it. She'd accepted it before it had even happened.

Still, maybe it was about time that Kassandra realised who it was she'd struck a bargain with on that night back in Naxos. Eos placed her finger tips on the spear, closing her hand around it as she shut her eyes.

For a moment, nothing happened, they just stood there. Eos even went to pull away but then, she felt the ground fall from beneath her feet, felt her stomach lurch – like it had when she and Kassandra had touched the artefact – she'd braced herself; for that moment, that terrible flash of pain and anger and hate and love...

Except, this time, it wasn't just a flash... it was almost as if she relived it...

Kassandra was like a ghost, watching it from the side-lines... Eos could see her, out of the corner of her eye, but, the scene played out like it should have.

Eos walked around the torch-lit training yard. She could hear it, that slight little breath, that clink of his armour... She turned just as he rushed her, only just missing the hit, making him trip over his own feet before he spun, grabbed her by the arm and threw her on to the ground... Deimos.

"Too slow" he said, tilting his head as he looked down at her,

"You're too loud" Eos replied. Deimos smiled and then held his hand out, pulling Eos up,

"Again" Deimos said, he turned away and Eos stretched her arms in the air and yawned, shaking her head,

"Enough is enough" Eos said. She closed her eyes, putting her hands behind her head as she leaned back, it was far too dark and even the torches were giving up.

"Again" Deimos said. He was in front of her now, she could feel his breath on her neck, feel that want. Eos smiled and then opened her eyes. Eos took just a step closer, and then, hooked her foot around his ankle and tripped him up, landing him on his ass.

"That quick enough for you" Eos asked, raising her brow as she looked down at him.

Deimos smirked, bringing his knees up and resting his arms on them. He watched as Eos turned around. She picked up the weapons rack that he'd knocked down and laid it back on the wall, "Why do you make such a mess for" Eos asked, shaking her head at herself for even asking. Deimo only sat there, watching her intently. She turned back to him, "Come on" she said, she held out her hand to him, "Give it up". Deimos had chuckled before he pushed himself up, swatting away her hand and backing her up on to the wall, Eos sighed.

"You'd like that" he said quietly. Deimos grabbed at her wrists quickly, holding them above her head with one hand, letting the other stroke down the iron breast plate she wore,

"I think I like this better" Eos replied, she moved her body towards him and his grip got tighter, making her slump backwards in a sort of protest. Deimos tilted his head, a small tentative smirk Eos knew exactly how to wipe off.

She leaned forward and kissed him.

The air stood still, tense, the only thing Eos could feel was the way her heart wanted to beat from her chest - she was sure even he could feel it. Then, he let her wrists fall and grabbed her by the waist, hoisted her up and kissed her back, nibbling at her lip as she let her hands fall to her side. Even then, she hadn't known where to put them.

"Kassandra".

The next image, Kassandra was happy she didn't get to see much of...

The bed... Eos... her brother...