A/N: ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO UBISOFT, EXLUDING CAMERON AND OTHERS. SETTING AND UNIVERS BELOONG TO AC AND UBISOFT
Chapter 0 – Prologue
Just when I thought my life couldn't get any more hectic, a bleeding girl falls through my bedroom window.
Wait a sec, I'm getting too far ahead of myself. For starters, hi, I'm Cameron G. Lloyd. The 'G' stands for George. Cool, eh? Well, it's not like I care what you think…
Anyways, lost my stupid self again, same song stuck in my head. I'm fifteen years old, a tenth grader living in the states, New Jersey, in fact. Well, to tell the truth, I'm a little on the heavy side. Can't complain though; I've tried my best to stay in shape, as much as my ever distracted mind will let me. Damn song still stuck in my head…
My mother always said that my skin was like caramel, though it seems to be more of a milk cocoa. My parents have been divorced since, like, 2005. Moving from house to house may have irked me in the past, but, alas, summer has blessed me with her absence of school, among other things.
I'm currently at my dad's for this week, sleeping in a bunk bed with my younger brother, Julian, across from my even younger sister, Alica. My father remarried to the most wonderful step-parent I will ever be blessed with.
Once again though, I'm rambling. I sense you just want to hear about that bleeding girl, huh? Is my life boring you? Okay then let's get to it…
Monday, June 25, 2012: I wake up to thunder at 8 in the morning. I look around my room, yearning for the portals through which I see, AKA, my glasses. After finding them, I stretch, feeling the cracks run along my body from slumbering.
I find my black sweat band, slide it onto my right wrist and yawn. After using the bathroom, I find and equip my Chuck Norris T-shirt, and slide into some gray bottoms.
My brother, still asleep, tosses and turns because of the lightning. I drag my sleepy self downstairs to eat another bowl of Cap'N Crunch, only to find myself in a dilemma: There's no milk! Quickly recovering from my state of shock, I, now alert, prep slices of toast instead.
My meal was filling, not to substantial though. I smile as I remember the absence of school, and trudge my way back to my room. Yanking the door open for no particular reason, I find broken glass and a limp body.
"What the-" I'm cut off by movement. THE BODY! Quicker than anyone I had ever seen before, the body, or should I say persona, jumps up and rushes at me. I feel a sharp pain in my forearm as they retract, and I glance at the person, only to be met with hazel eyes, a female figure, black clothes and blood.
Without warning, my vision goes fuzzy. Disoriented, I try to attack, only to be knocked back. Losing consciousness forcefully for the first time in my life, I think, now how the HELL am I supposed to explain this one? A different damn song stuck in my head. Still annoying none the less.
A/N: So? How was it? Good? Bad? Let your reviews do the talking. This is technically my first fic, so, constructive criticism please!
