I've had the idea for this sitting in the back of my head for a while and being a huge fan of the AC franchise, I wanted to see if my idea could add another layer to the Ezio saga and hopefully do some justice for myself. Had some deep emotions running through my head for this prologue/sneak peek of what's to come. Hope you all can read it, enjoy (or hate it), and maybe give me some feedback on where you'd like to see the story go. Thanks all, L

{Reader Insert; YOU x Connor} What was the meaning behind everything that had occurred? You were raised by Mohawks after your loss off parents due to the Seven Years' War. Then, a man named Achilles had taken you in two years later, after running away from the Kanien'kehá:ka.

Heather is a huge fan of assassins creed when one day she decides to play assassins creed 3 she is sucked into the game. Or is it really a game? she is transformed into an assassin and meets up with revolutanary war assassin Connor Kenway. she uncovers the secrets of the assassins creed series and the truth a voice is telling her that she is an assassin will she follow this destainy of hers or will she keep deny it? As the days pass she explores this "new world" with connor, But will she really want to leave? (WARNING: This story contains Assassin's Creed 3 spoilers read at your own risk! some dialoge may be changed to fit the story)

Black spots are starting to swarm in my vision as I try to blink them away. Sound faded in my ears. Making a scary, muffled sound. I slowed down behind the two companions, looking down at the green earth. I felt very cold and sick. I have no sense of touch. Weed and plants brushed my fingers. Like their reaching out to grab me and swallow me into the abyss. I could not smell the green earthy trees or the smells surrounding me. My breathing only came in short, gasping breaths. My thoughts faded away...

What if those horror movies we've all grown up with came to life? What if it really happened? The zombie apocalypse I mean... November 21st, 2012, the day it started. This is my trusty journal, my diary, my log of events in the new world.

[Reader x Edward Kenway] 1715- during the Golden Age of Piracy. Ships like Spanish and British schooners and frigates hold priceless plunder- plunder that the pirates of the Caribbean Sea would risk everything for, all in the name of booty. You are a Captain of the Belladonna, a ship infamous of its countless attacks on those that hold precious loot. Never have you seen the day that your renown has fallen, and never will you. That's what you had always thought, until you spotted a brig out in the distance. A brig not with a flag belonging to the Spaniards or British, but a ebony black flag. A black flag with a skull, symbolizing pirates. Its name is the Jackdaw, its captain is Edward James Kenway. And this encounter had immutably changed the course of your life.