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Hello! Idk if it still doing requests but I just needed to get this idea out there: any of the ninja x magician reader where the reader just has the most riskiest performances ever and has people on the edge of their seats (idk it's just been in my head all day for some reason

Of course! I'm not very fast at writing and have a lot of oneshots at work, but I'll try to write this as best as I can. I really liked the magician idea, but mixing it with some 'dangerous' acts would have made this a bit boring. So I toned it down a bit, and took a more comedic approach to the act.

Also, I just couldn't get myself into the idea of having romance in this, because I liked it as just a platonic thingy, but I tried my best! I also chose Kai for the main focus of this thing, so I guess it kinda counts as a Kai x reader??? But mainly it's just a platonic thingy.

Kai x male! reader.

Set in very early season 1, You'll see why.

Better than magic

So here they were, all five of them. Kai, Cole, Jay, Zane, and of course Little Lloyd Garmadon himself. He was the one who thought of this idea to begin with.

Right next to Mega Monster amusement park was now a huge circus tent and countless of stands were set all around it. There was something for everyone. It went from unfair and way too expensive carnival games to booths with shadow plays and even meet-and-greets with puppeteers and their puppets.

The little boy dressed in his favorite skeleton hoodie jumped up and down and led Zane, the one who decided to actually try to watch over the boy, by the hand all around the carnival.

Meanwhile the three others wondered why their Sensei even allowed them to come here in the first place. Oh well, if they're already at a carnival, might as well take it easy.

Jay and Cole for one were having fun.

"Oh my gosh!!! It's a Fritz Donnegan meet and greet!!" "And check out all these games! Hey, Jay, wanna go throw darts?" "Later, maybe. Wait for me, I have to go shake his hand!!" "Jay, look! A cotton candy stall!!There are so many flavors! Cherry, Blueberry, Popcorn-"

"Popcorn? Is that really a good flavor?" Kai wasn't really that excited. He had wanted to take the time to train, make sure he was in good shape. In the end he was still, against his will, dragged here.

"What? If you don't like popcorn, how about the chili flavor?" Cole asked, as Kai scrunched up his face in disgust.

"No thanks."

"Cole, Kai, look at this!!" An excited yell rang out as Jay ran back to the the two ninja. He lifted his hands up and shoved a picture of Cliff Gordon's face with the words 'For Jay Walker', written in fancy cursive letters.

"I got this from him! And guess what? I actually got to shake his hand!" The blue ninja acted like a kid with a sugar high.

"Nice..." Kai didn't even try to sound excited for Jay. Jay's happy smile turned into a pout, but before he could start whining, Cole spoke up.

"Hey, look at that." Cole said as he pointed to a crowd, a small crowd, but a crowd no less, surrounding a small show stage. It wasn't really much.

Jay immediately hopped over to the stage, as Cole walked after him. Kai let out a sigh before following after them, although reluctantly.

The three actually got to the very front, because there weren't many people around the stage. Some only stayed to watch for a second, before moving onto something else.

"Hey, you three!" A sudden voice called out to them from above, and the three ninja all looked up. Even Kai's eyes widened as he saw a boy, wearing a short cape and a top hat hanging upside down on a tightrope.

"Welcome, welcome! Enjoy the show!" The boy took his hat, which surprisingly didn't fall of his head on it's own, and lifted it off his head as a greeting.

The boy didn't stop to chat, as he noticed someone else joined the crowd, and called out to them, giving another greeting to them as well.

Right after that the boy lifted his hands onto the tightrope and pulled himself up and onto his feet on top of it. Standing up, he lifted his hat, before giving a bow to the few people watching.

"It's an honor performing here today! I've always wanted to perform with a tightrope, although my main strengths are, ah... are- Ah, Achoo!" The boy started off with a speech, before sneezing mid way, 'accidentally' making a dove appear on his hand. Some adults laughed while kids stared in awe.

"Sneezing doves, apparently." The comment just added onto the laughter, before the boy covered his hand with his top hat, and upon removing it, there was no dove in sight!

The boy did many generic magic tricks while walking left and right on the tight rope, nothing special. Well, that's what Kai thought, and his displeased face showed it.

Of course ordinary person could walk a thin tightrope just like that, especially while sneezing out doves and occasionally pulling bunnies out their shoes... I really wish I was kidding.

But it seemed like the boy had noticed Kai's boredom, and he smirked. Suddenly the boy stepped past the tightrope, falling off. A few kids gasped, but the boy caught onto the tightrope with one of his hands at the last second.

Although he was still much higher than the crowd, he was a bit closer to them, and his target, Mr. frowning-at-a-magic-show.

"You, wearing red." The boy pointed to Kai with his free hand, as Kai flinched in surprise.

"Me?" He asked as the boy nodded.

"Yeah, you. Wanna play a little game?" The boy asked, this time using his free hand to dig out a single coin from his pocket.

"No thanks, I'm not really into all this magic things-" Kai wanted to refuse, but his two friends quickly caught him off.

"Whoa, really? Kai, this kinda chance doesn't some often!" "Let's play! Let's play, Kai!" Cole and Jay pressured Kai until he ultimately had to agree.

"Fine."

"Great! It's easy, just guess which hand the coin is in." The boy showed Kai the coin, twisting it around to show there was nothing attached to it.

The boy's hold on the tightrope didn't loosen for a second as he threw the coin up, and caught it with the same hand as he had thrown it. Lastly, he blew gently onto his own clenched fist, before speaking up.

"So, which hand?" The crowd was confused, he had thrown the coin up, the caught it. His other hand hadn't moved an inch. It was impossible to get this one wrong.

"Your free hand, obviously?" Kai held in a scoff, as the boy smiled, and opened his hand.

"Correct!" The crowd was even more silent. But not because the magic trick sucked, but because there was no coin in his hand.

"Uh, where's the coin?" Jay spoke up, as the boy blinked, before turning his hand towards himself, before reacting like he didn't know what was going on.

"Ah! Where did it go? Did I drop it? Did you see where it went?" The questions he showed to the little kids in the audience, who shook their heads, not having seen the boy drop anything.

"Hold, on, I'll find it." The boy quickly spoke, before changing his position to instead hang upside down again, but only by his ankles. He even removed one foot and hung with only one foot as he checked his socks and shoes.

It brought a smile on people's faces, and adults and kids both chuckled before the boy's eyes suddenly fixated on Kai.

"Oh, hey, check behind your left ear, would you?" The boy said, changing back to holding on with both feet.

"My ear?" Kai let out, confused, but still raised his left hand to his ear, when he suddenly felt something cold behind it.

Kai stopped for a second, before pulling out a coin from behind his ear. He hadn't even noticed it was there. When had it gotten there?!

"Ah, thanks!" The boy took the coin from the shocked Kai as kids laughed at the red ninja, while an applause rang out for the boy.

"That was awesome!" "Totally! Too bad Lloyd missed that!" Jay and Cole laughed together as Kai finally broke free of his state of shock, and scoffed.

"It's just a magic trick, nothing special." But the boy had heard Kai's complaint loud and clear.

"Oh? Wanna see something better?" The boy spoke, having once again stood up on the rope. But Kai just scoffed again.

"Unless you can do a handstand up there, I don't think you can do any-" Kai was cut off as the boy jumped, grabbed the tightrope, and pulled himself up into a handstand using the slight momentum it gave.

"-better." Kai finished once the boy was in a completely still handstand on the tightrope. The crowd all clapped before (y/n) suddenly swung, and did an actual flip before landing on the stage, before bowing.

"I'll be here all day, so no need to worry! But I'll have to take a ten minute break now! I hope you enjoyed!" He spoke to the large crowd, who all gave an applause once more before they scattered, leaving to do something else.

"Oh, Kai, was it?" The boy asked when the three ninja were about to leave.

"Yeah. I really underestimated you, didn't I?" Kai finally admitted, as the boy gave a small laugh and a nod.

"It's fine, Magician don't usually walk on tightropes to begin with." The boy commented on his own performance as Kai noticed Jay and Cole take off to somewhere else. Probably the weird cotton candy stall.

"But thank you for co-operation, how about I do one more, just for you?" The boy offered, and took his hat off, before offering it to Kai, the bottom facing up.

"Put your hand in." Kai was skeptical, but the boy had been nice to him all this time, although he himself had been rolling his eyes and scoffing at his tricks.

Kai put his hand in, when he felt something, and grabbed it. Pulling his hand out, he saw the thing he had grabbed was rose.

"What's thi-?" Kai couldn't get to ask anything about it though, for he heard Jay and Cole calling his name from further away. The boy smiled, pulling the hat away from Kai and stepping off of the stage.

"My name's (y/n), by the way." The boy also put his hand into the top hat, digging out a business card, and shoving it in Kai's hands.

"Also, your friends are a good audience." (y/n) said, giving Kai's shoulder a pat before the boy left to go on his break.

Kai smirked, before running to his friends with a rose and a business card in his hands.

#ninjago #ninjago x reader #x male reader #x male y/n #lego ninjago #kai x male reader #kai x reader #oneshot #ninjago kai

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maddieautobot273 · 7 years

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Loss - AC Syndicate Oneshot

My 7th Jacob Frye x Madeline Shrike (OC) oneshot! I hope you all like it! Words: 2026

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The year was 1874 at the beginning of September. Jacob was now 27 years old and Madeline had recently turned 26. By now, the pair were married and welcomed two identical twin boys into their lives, Jeffery and Michael who were now both age 4.

Madeline and her fellow magicians in the Magic Club were preparing a rehearsal for a special show to celebrate the coming of the End of Summer Festival. Jeffery and Michael found some old theatre props and played with wooden swords, pretending to be pirates off at the side of the stage, while Madeline and her fellow magicians gathered at a round table on the main floor of the auditorium.

They were supposed to have begun their rehearsal two hours ago, but a group of Blighters snuck in earlier this morning, attacking the President of the club and stealing various props needed for their act, and perhaps most importantly, fireworks. Madeline had planned to use them for the final act during the night performance, but now that they were in the hands of the Blighters and Templars, who knows what they would do with them. Fireworks weren’t just used for entertainment purposes, one could tell you that…

Madeline praised GOD that Jacob heard what happened, as he and a few of his Rooks set out to try and recover the stolen stage props, and more importantly, the fireworks. The boys were not yet aware of their father’s actual profession, only knowing that he was the leader of The Rooks, so they were simply told that father would be reporting the incident to the police.

As Madeline tended to a cut Mr. Harris, the Magic Club president, received on his forehead from the Blighter’s robbery, the rest of the performers present tried to figure out what last minute acts they could do without the stolen props. It would be difficult, as the Festival would be starting later in the week with only a few days left to prepare.

However, that was not the only thing that occupied Madeline’s thoughts…

For the last few months, Madeline had received letters regarding her uncle John’s health. He had planned to stay in London until after the festival, however she knew he had been feeling a tad under the weather for the last while. He momentarily stayed here in London for most of the summer, but was then transferred to a hospital in Darlington in late July as his condition had suddenly spiked. The last she heard from him, he had informed her that he’d be travelling back to Scotland to be with his wife and son. That was just a little over a month ago…

Madeline hoped that her dear uncle was alright.

Her train of thoughts regarding her family were interrupted when the main doors to the auditorium suddenly opened, as Sir Jacob Frye and a few of his Rooks entered the room, carrying boxes of their stolen possessions. “Ladies and Gentlemen, the cavalry is here!”

“Father!” The twins beamed as they dropped their toy swords, and sprinted from the stage towards their father.

“Jacob, you found them!” Madeline exclaimed as she stood up from her chair with a smile.

Setting the box down on the floor, Jacob knelt to catch his fleeing sons that shouted for his attention, scooping them up in his arms. “Slow down, you two!”

“Did you and uncle Freddy catch the bad guys, father?” Jeffery asked, his eyes twinkling.

“Yeah, did ya?!” Michael quickly added with a squeak.

Jacob chuckled at his son’s questions as his lips formed a playful smirk. “Oh, we caught them alright, boys, and then some!” He boasted before giving the boys each a raspberry on their cheeks.

The boys squealed, trying to escape their father’s grasp, but alas, he was too strong for them. Their mother neared the trio, pecking her husband on the lips. “Thank you again for returning our props,”

“Think nothing of it, love,” Jacob smiled. “I do enjoy a bit of sparkle in your acts,”

“Thank you very much for your help, Sir Frye,” Mr. Harris praised as he dabbed away the last of the blood from his wound with a handkerchief, stuffing it into his pocket as he shook hands with the Assassin. “We are indebted to you and your Rooks,”

“Where would you like these, Mr. Harris?” Jacob questioned as he picked back up the box he was carrying.

“You can just leave them up on stage for now,” Harris directed. “That will be all,”

“Can we help, father?” Michael asked.

“Of course,” Jacob beamed, grinning. “Who wants to carry a box of fireworks?”

“I do! I do! I do!” Jeffery and Michael chanted in unison.

Madeline coughed, shooting Jacob a ‘really?’ glare. The Assassin chuckled light heartedly, shrugging in defeat as he looked down at his sons. “Sorry boys, mother’s orders. Perhaps when you’re older,”

The boys whined with despair before their mother gently ushered them back to play with their toys while the Rooks delivered the props to the stage. Jacob was about to follow behind them when he stopped, his eyes lighting up, “Ah, almost forgot,” he rummaged through his jacket pocket, pulling out an envelope as he handed it to Madeline. “It’s for you, given to me by one of the Little Rooks who stopped by the Post,”

Madeline smiled at Jacob as she took the letter in her hand, watching as he made his way down towards the stage before glancing at the front of the envelope. The hand writing belonged to her mother. It had been a while since she received the last letter from her parents asking how she was. Perhaps this one just simply arrived late?

Being curious, Madeline opened the envelope now instead of waiting to open it later. Unfolding the paper, she carefully read her mother’s message. With each passing word, Madeline swore it was like time was slowing down as the sounds around her seized to exist. Madeline could feel her fingers begin to tremble, her eyes becoming heavy as tears threatened to leak out.

“It can’t be…” she whispered.

Her uncle, John Henry Anderson, was—

“Love?”

The sound of Jacob’s voice snapped Madeline out of her trance as she gasped quietly, looking up to see that all eyes were on her. She wasn’t sure how long she had been staring at the letter, but it appeared to be long enough for Mr. Harris and her husband to regain her attention.

“Are you alright?”

“I—uh— “Madeline struggled to speak as she glanced about between the faces of her companions, and the letter in her hand. “Something has come up, I—I—have to go,” When Madeline felt that she was about to break down, she bolted from her spot on the auditorium, shoving the main doors open as she ran out of the room.

Her response surprised everyone around her. Jacob tried to reach out to her, but she had moved far too quickly for him this time around. He glanced down at the floor, finding the letter he had given her. She must have dropped it when she stormed out of the room and didn’t even realized it. Jeffery and Michael were about to run after her, but Jacob knelt as he stretched his arm out, catching the twins. “Hang on, boys,” Signaling them to wait, Jacob stood back up as he made his way towards the letter, picking it up from the floor. His eyes trailed every word as he read the letter for himself. When he made it to the end, his lips fell into a frown as he lowered the letter to his side, scoffing with worry. “Oh, dear GOD, Maddie…”

Clutching the letter in his hand, he too left the auditorium as he set out to search and console his grieving wife.

Madeline was cooped up in her dressing room, sobbing into her pillow as she laid in bed all alone. Glancing up to catch her breath, she glanced over at the side table to see a picture frame, one with a photo with a young Madeline Shrike standing with her dear uncle. That photo was taken after their first show together. It only seemed like yesterday, and now…

The memory was too much for the woman as her emotions got the better of Madeline once more, burying her face into her pillow once more.

A knock came to her door a few moments later, followed by it slowly creaking open. Jacob had already made his way across the room, setting his top hat aside on her desk as he sat beside her on the bed, gently caressing her leg. “Maddie?”

“…Jacob?” Madeline sniffed as she slowly turned her head and body towards the sound of his voice.

When Jacob saw her face, he could have sworn he felt his heart break apart. Madeline’s eyes were red and puffy (And if she had decided to wear her makeup this morning, that would have been ruined as well), tears streamed all the way down her cheek, and the poor girl was shivering and trembling.

“Oh, Maddie…” He didn’t even need to think twice. Quickly removing his leather trench coat, he wrapped it around her before gently pulling Madeline up against his chest, tightly embracing her with one arm around her back, the other hand petting her head as he let her sob into his shoulder. “Shhh… I’ve got you,”

The two of them stayed in that position for quite a few minutes. Jacob was upset about John’s passing, but not compared to Madeline. She was his niece after all! Truth be told, he only managed to meet the man here and there whenever he visited London for one of his own shows, but his few visits were memorable. He remembered Madeline taking him to see one of John’s shows for the first time. He performed a trick where someone in the audience fired a gun at the magician and the man literally caught the bullet with his hand!

Jacob was more upset about Madeline’s reaction to the man’s death, and it brought back bits and pieces of when a family member of his passed away. His father… He remembers a similar event like this occurred with Evie. Comforting her as she quietly sobbed into his shoulder after everyone else had gone.

His mind was zapped back into the present day when Madeline began to slowly calm down, her sobs diminishing and weakening as she slowly pulled away from his shoulder, drying a few of her tears as she met the Assassin’s gaze.

“John… he’s gone,” she spoke softly.

“I know,” Jacob nodded. “Passed on in his sleep,”

Madeline’s eyes widened at the man as he reached into his jacket pocket again. “How did you---?” Jacob pulled out the letter from his pocket, showing it to her. Upon seeing it, Madeline gasped, a weak laughter escaping her lips. “I dropped it… clumsy fool…”

“Hey,” Jacob soothed. “it’s alright…” He tilted his head slightly, planting gentle kisses on her lips, cheeks, nose, and forehead to help ease her and calm her down.

Madeline sighed in content, taking in his warmth. “… Thank you, Jacob,”

Jacob smiled in return, caressing her cheek. “His funeral is at the end of the month. I’ll plan the travel arrangements after the Festival,”

The two shared one more embrace when yet another knock came to Madeline’s dressing room door. The couple looked over to see two small bodies poke inside.

“Father, can we come in now?” Michael asked.

“Is Mum alright?” Jeffery asked with concern.

Jacob waved the boys in as they scurried across the room, climbing up onto the bed as they squished in-between their parents, hugging their mother tightly.

“We’re sorry about what happened to Uncle John,” said Jeffery.

“Thank you, Jeffery,” Madeline smiled, “I know I can count on all of my boys to be here for me when I’m blue,”

The four of them shared a group hug, embracing one another in a time of mourning. While more grieving would come in the coming days, Madeline would cherish this exact moment close to her heart for all time.

#assassin's creed #assassin's creed syndicate #jacob frye #madeline shrike #jacob frye x oc #jacob frye x madeline shrike #oneshot

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maddieautobot273 · 7 years

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AC Syndicate Oneshot - Madeline VS. The Blighters

This is a quick little oneshot I decided to write for fun! And it’s my first one for the Assassin’s Creed franchise, too! :D This one is about my OC Madeline Shrike, and her first actual fight up close against the Blighters! I got the idea from an ask @blindgeishateahouse / @oreanagalena answered for me regarding my OC using her magic tricks to fight. So it got me thinking... enjoy!

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A group of Blighters had invaded the Magic Club, sent on a mission to find and kill Madeline Shrike. She had been hanging around with Jacob Frye, the leader of The Rooks, as of late, assisting him in fighting against what remains of the Blighters after the death of Templar Grandmaster, Crawford Starrick.

It was late into the night, and Madeline had decided to spend the night at the club to help herself and her fellow Magicians prepare for an upcoming spring festival. Just as she was leaving her dressing room, she knew something was amiss when she spotted two Blighters lurking around the stage. She looked over at Adelaide Herrmann, her young apprentice, bringing her finger to her lips as she signaled her to stay quiet. “Find Jacob and his Rooks,” she commanded with a whisper. “I’ll try to stall them until they arrive,”

“Miss Shrike, I can’t just leave you here,” the girl protested.

“And I can’t have you anywhere near those monsters,” Madeline stated. “Go, through the back,”

The 15-year-old nodded reluctantly before slowly heading back the way she came, quietly slipping through the back exit of the theater.

Madeline crouched down low as she focused her attention back on the two Blighters. She did not know whether there were more lurking throughout the building, but for now her main concern were the two she could see. The closest one made his way up on stage, a pistol on his hand. The magician grabbed a wet wash cloth from the floor, slowly sneaking behind the Blighter. She sprang up, shoving it into his mouth before pulling his jacket down from his back, forcing him to drop the weapon as she used the jacket to tie up his wrists around one of the ropes used to open/close the curtain. His screams were muffled by the cloth as she pulled a lever, the man flying up into the air, disappearing into the upper level of the backstage.

She knew that his lackey would have heard it and that they’d be on their way over to investigate. She did not know however if dealing with that one would be as easy to take care as was their partner.

“Oi!” A female voice shouted.

Madeline looked over to see a female Blighter running straight for her. She quickly bolted in the opposite direction. She ran passed a table, swiping a pair of handcuffs from the smooth surface as she whipped around and punched the female Blighter square in the nose. When she was distracted, she handcuffed her ankle with one end and then the other end with one of the legs of the table. It wasn’t enough, however. The Blighter pulled out a sharp knife, cutting the chain in the middle of the cuffs. As she charged towards the magician, weapon at hand, Madeline reached into her left jacket pocket, pulling out some playing cards. She flicked them at the Blighter, and her opponent was surprised to see that each time she tossed them, the cards sparked and caught fire. The Blighter swung her knife at each of them as she pushed on, cornering Madeline behind a blue curtain. After the last card was thrown, Madeline ducked behind the curtain.

“You can’t hide from me!” The Blighter shouted before charging forward and began stabbing the curtain multiply times. However, she did not see any blood stains, or felt another body present. She shoved the curtain aside to see that Madeline had vanished. “What the hell?” She hissed.

A whistle caught her attention as she looked behind her to see the magician standing before her. The Blighter took hold of a crate, pushing it forward as the wheels drove straight for her. However, it was all an illusion. Ms. Shrike wasn’t there. It was a mirror. The crate crashed, shattering the glass. Before the Blighter could comprehend what had happened, Madeline suddenly dropped down from above, shoving the Blighter to the floor, stepping on her back. She swiped the knife from her hand, pointing it at her as a warning not to get up. The entrance doors of the auditorium opened as her apprentice returned, along with Sir Jacob Frye and a few of his Rooks.

“Ms. Shrike!” The girl exclaimed.

“I’m alright,” Madeline yelled back with assurance, catching her breath.

The female Blighter suddenly swung around, knocking the knife out of Madeline’s hands and shoved her down to the side. Adelaine shrieked with a yelp as Jacob barked orders at his two rooks. Madeline glanced down at herself, noticing a tear and few scratches on her upper right arm. The Blighter reclaimed the knife, looking over at the magician with a nasty glare.

“Wait, wait, wait--!” Madeline pleaded, stretching her hands out towards her. It caught her attention as she stopped, staring at her. Madeline noticed that looking between the Blighters’ legs, Jacob had jogged forward, using his grappler to fly up into the catwalk high above the stage floor. If she could just buy him enough time…

“What is it?” The Blighter snarled.

Madeline waved her hands suddenly, flexing them as playing cards suddenly appeared between her fingers.

“Really?” The Blighter mocked.

“Yep,” Madeline piped as she flicked a card at the Blighter.

To the Blighter’s belief, the card scratched at her cheek, cutting her. Wasn’t as sharp like a knife, but none the less, it sure as hell stun. “Ow!”

Madeline continued to toss playing cards like throwing knives at the Blighter as she managed to bring herself to her feet. After the last card was thrown, the Blighter’s face was covered with tiny red marks. She tightened the grip on the handle of her knife, smirking at the Magician evilly. “It looks like you’re all out of tricks,”

“I am, but he isn’t,” The Magician replied.

Before she could even comprehend what, the girl had meant, Jacob soared down from above, landing on top of the Blighter as he forced her to the floor, summoning his hidden blade as he assassinated her by jabbing the blade right through the back of her neck.

He pulled the blade back, slowly standing up from his kneeling position as he met Madeline’s gaze. “Are you alright?”

Sighing with relief, Madeline nodded in reply. “Grand,”

“Eh, boss!” A voice called.

The pair looked over to see the two Rooks Jacob brought along, pull the tied-up Blighter down from the side of the stage, releasing him before grabbing his arms and pinning them behind his back. Jacob turned back to glance at his female companion as Adelaine quickly rushed over to her teacher, hugging her.

“Did you do that?” He questioned with surprise.

“It was difficult, but I managed,” She confirmed, returning the assuring gesture towards the younger girl. “But it didn’t help to learn from the best,”

Jacob chuckled, adjusting his top hat as he stepped away from the dead body. “I wasn’t aware your uncle taught you how to fight using card tricks,”

Madeline giggled at the thought before her cheeks flared a light pink, smiling at the man. “Actually, I was referring to a handsome assassin I know.”

Jacob paused for a moment, processing what the woman had said before he too blushed slightly, a light-hearted chuckle escaping his lips as he looked at Madeline fondly, stepping closer towards her. “You’re too kind, love,”

“Adelaine,” Madeline spoke, looking down at the girl. “Why don’t you head on home, now? I think that’s enough excitement for one night,”

“I can take her home,” the female Rook volunteered. Adelaine left with her as the remaining Rook picked up the Blighter body to dispose of it properly. To everyone’s surprise, there wasn’t a blood stain anywhere on the wooden floor. Jacob’s kill was quick and clean.

“Would you like some company for the night?” Jacob offered.

“I’d like that,” Madeline smiled, rewarding the assassin a peck on the lips.

Jacob wrapped his arm around her waist, keeping Madeline close as she led him out of the auditorium and towards the residency of the Club building. After going through an event like that, it wouldn’t hurt to have someone you love deeply by your side, to keep you safe and protected from any more nightmares such as that far from their sights.

#assassins creed #ac syndicate #jacob frye #madeline shrike #jacob x madeline #oneshot #so much fun to write #hope everything likes it #assassin's creed syndicate

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