
The Assassin's Code
By Storybird

02 Dec, 2023

Connor Kenway, a stern man of Mohawk and British descent and a member of the secret Assassin Brotherhood, surveyed his son with a mix of disappointment and frustration. His son's black eye and bruised face were stark against his lighter skin.

"This is not how an Assassin behaves," he barked, his dark eyes flashing with anger. "You have dishonored the Code and our Mohawk heritage!"

His son, Ratonhnhaké:ton, named after his father's Mohawk name, stood defiantly, his own anger mirroring his father's. "I didn't start the fight!" he retorted, his voice echoing in the homestead.

Connor's wife, Cora, a light-skinned woman with a resolute expression, tried to interject, hoping to diffuse the escalating tension. However, her attempts were drowned by the rising voices of the father and son.

Days passed, the tension between father and son heavy in the Kenway household. Their daughter, Io:hia, observed the situation quietly, her blue eyes reflecting her inner turmoil.

Connor, unable to bear the growing rift, decided to take Ratonhnhaké:ton on a hunt. He hoped to teach his son a lesson about patience and respect, values inherent in both the Assassin Code and Mohawk culture.

The father and son ventured deep into the wilderness, the forest's calm contrasting starkly with their inner turmoil. The silence was broken only by the crunching of dry leaves under their boots.

Back at the homestead, Cora and Io:hia shared a quiet moment. "Your father just wants what's best for Ratonhnhaké:ton," Cora murmured, her gaze far away. Io:hia nodded, understanding her mother's concern.

The hunting trip was arduous, and Connor made sure Ratonhnhaké:ton felt the weight of their ancestors' ways. He emphasized the importance of respect, patience, and the Assassin Code.

As days turned into weeks, Ratonhnhaké:ton learned more than hunting; he began to understand the strength in silence, the power of patience, and the importance of respect.

Upon their return, the change in Ratonhnhaké:ton was palpable. He was quieter, more respectful, embodying the values of the Assassin Code and their Mohawk heritage.

Connor and Cora exchanged relieved glances. Their son was growing, maturing into the kind of man they hoped he would become. The tension in the house began to dissipate.

Ratonhnhaké:ton now understood the weight of his actions and the significance of the Assassin Code. He had learned to channel his anger, to respect his heritage, and to uphold the values he had been taught.

The Kenway household felt whole again. Their collective loyalty to the Assassin Code and their Mohawk heritage had helped them overcome this hurdle, strengthening their bonds as a family.

They understood that the path ahead was not going to be easy. Yet, they were confident that the lessons learned and the values upheld would guide them through any challenge.

As the sun set, painting the sky with hues of red and orange, the Kenway family sat together, their bonds stronger than ever. They had weathered a storm and come out stronger, united by their shared heritage and the Assassin Code.