A/N: Hey guys! I'm back to this story with a new chapter! So, the last couple of months I've been playing a lot of Assassin's Creed's videogames and while playing I started to have this crazy idea about all the Jedi being Assassins and the Sith and allies being Templars and when it came to set my AU I decided it would be Assassin's Creed III. Why? Well, basically I like the gameplay and the new scenarios Ubisoft created and because Connor is my favorite assassin (though my favorite game of the franchise is Brotherhood, xP) Anyway. I hope you enjoy this and expect one or two more parts of this AU.

I don't own Assassin's Creed or Star Wars Rebels.

Assassin's Creed AU (Part 1)

1775

"Stop!" A British soldier shouted at a hooded figure that was running and jumping from roof to roof while the squadron chased him.

The hooded figure looked at the squadron that was chasing him and jumped to another roof and climbed the building, then he continued making his way through the roofs.

"Where is he!?" A soldier yelled.

"I don't see him!" Yelled another.

The figure smirked under his hood and thanked it was a cloudy night and continued jumping from roof to roof. However, he never saw the two British soldiers that were keeping watch on a roof.

"What the..?" The soldier said when he saw the figure. "Hey! Stop right there!" He yelled.

The figure looked at the soldier and heard the squadron coming their way, the figure tried to escape but some soldiers of the squadron climbed up the building and aimed their muskets to the figure.

"Fire!" The Captain of the squadron yelled and they fired to the figure, he tried to dodge the bullets but one of the bullets went through his shoulder and he groaned in pain.

"Arrest him!" The Captain said and some soldiers ran towards the figure, however, he decided to jump from the roof and dived into the river leaving the soldiers very confused.

Some miles away from the town, there was a young woman that was camping near the river, she had left her homestead after having a discussion with her mother about her future a few days ago and she was thinking about where she should go when she heard someone coming out from the river; she took one of her Queen Anne's pistols from her holster and got up slowly.

She walked to the river bank and managed to see a figure coming out from the water, she could tell it was a young man, probably in his late teens since the figure looked slimmer and shorter than an adult man, however she couldn't see his face since he was wearing a hood. The figure fell on his knees and the young woman took a step closer to the figure.

"Hello?" Sabine asked but the figure seemed not to hear her.

She took another step. "Hey, are you alright?" She asked again.

The figure looked up and managed to stand up, Sabine took a step back never putting her gun down. They stayed silent for a while, neither of them knowing what to do until the young man broke the silence.

"I'm not going to hurt you." He said.

Sabine frowned. "Well, sorry if I don't trust you but it not is very common to see people walking around the woods at this hour." She said and put her pistol in her holster.

"I could say the same about you." The figure said.

She arched an eyebrow at him but then, she managed to see a dark spot on his shoulder when the moon came out. "You are bleeding." She said.

"What?" He asked and looked at his left shoulder and saw the dark spot. "Oh, I forgot about that." He said and tried to stop the bleeding placing his hand on his shoulder.

"That will not work." The young woman said. "Can I see the wound?" She asked.

"Sure." The figure said.

"C'mon, my camp is over here." She said and led him to the small camp she had set.

The figure sighed in relief when he saw the small fire and smiled when he saw a horse a few meters away from the camp.

"Take a seat." Sabine said and motioned to the figure to sit down on a near rock. She watched him carefully and could feel her curiosity growing with each passing minute, she wanted to see his face and be sure she hadn't made a mistake.

"Take off your hood and coat, I need to see how bad the damage is." She said and grabbed a small bowl and went to the river to fill it with water.

When she returned, she saw the young man's face for the first time. He was a very good-looking young man and seemed to be a few years younger than her but what called Sabine's attention was his facial features. He had a defined and very strong jawline and cheekbones, he also had a big nose but that didn't take away his attractiveness; she noticed his eyes had the most amazing and beautiful color she had ever seen, his eyes were a deep royal blue and his black raven hair made his eyes brighter than they really were.

Shaking her head to return back to reality, Sabine walked to him and sat on a rock next to him.

"I'm going to check your wound, okay?" She said and he nodded.

She took a deep breath and examined the wound, the young man winced lightly when she applied some pressure on his shoulder. "Sorry." She said.

"It's okay." He said.

"Well, it looks like someone shot you." She said.

"Yeah, I kind of pissed off some British soldiers and they chased me through the town." He said.

"Well, you are lucky. The bullet went through your shoulder without hitting any major arteries." She said and dipped the rag in the water and started to clean the wound.

"Are you a nurse?" He asked.

She chuckled. "No but in my family is necessary to learn about first aid and self-defense." She said.

"Wow." He said.

The young woman smiled and started to bandage his shoulder. "There, all done." She said.

"Thank you." He said.

"You're welcome. You will have to see a doctor so he can give you something for the pain and to prevent it gets infected, though." Sabine answered.

"I will." He said and put his coat on. "Um...I didn't hear your name, Miss…?"

"Oh, Sabine. Sabine Wren." She said and extended her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Sabine. I'm Ezra Bridger." He said and shook her hand.

Sabine couldn't help but feel a small jolt of electricity running through her body when Ezra grabbed her hand. 'C'mon Sabine, you just met the guy almost an hour ago. You barely know him!' She thought.

"Nice to meet you too, Ezra Bridger." She said.

Ezra gave her a smile and stood up. "Um...Can I stay in your camp just for tonight?" He asked a little nervous.

"Uh...sure." Sabine answered. "How far you live?" She asked.

"Lothal is downstream and one day and a half away if you go on foot or on horseback." He answered. "But my homestead is half a day from here."

"Well, then you are welcome to stay here tonight." She said.

"Thank you." He said.

"You're welcome, though I'm afraid I don't have another sleeping bag for you." The young woman said.

"Don't worry, I have slept in worse conditions." He said and took off his coat again and fold it, then he laid down and rested his head on his coat.

"Goodnight." He said.

"Goodnight." Sabine said and put out the campfire. She walked into her tent and laid down on her sleeping bag, before she could fell asleep, she glanced one last time at the young man sleeping a few feet away from her tent and smiled to herself thinking about her new friendship with him.

To be continued…