Chapter One

Thunder roared and lightning scorched the clouds that hung in the sky as heavy rain pelted Oliveeya Aamora's panic stricken face. The sound of her ankle motorcycle boots crashing against the drenched earth was canceled out by the squelching of the mud and the breaking of sticks under the heavy soles. She sprinted hard, only glancing over her shoulder to gauge the distance between herself an her pursuers. Glancing back once more, her ice-blue eyes widened as her foot caught on the root of an old oak protruding from the sticky puddle of mud. Hitting the ground hard, Oliveeya cursed in pain as she stood and began running for her life once again.

Men, clothed in what looked like black commando gear, powered after the olive skinned girl through the dark foreboding forest. Keeping up with this one was difficult to say the least. She'd duck behind a tree, leap from rock, and climb trees only to launch herself over their heads and back track. She was smart, and with the storm pounding on them, it was getting more and more difficult to track her. If they didn't catch her soon, they'd lose her. She was fast too, the commandos had never made it closer than fifty yards, she'd even fallen once and got back up. She hadn't lost any steam, it's amazing how much you can do when you're running for your life.

A smirk fell over her face when Oliveeya saw the cave out of the corner of her eye. 'Double back,' she thought. Dodging behind a massive boulder, Oliveeya ran up the moss covered stone and launched herself backwards towards the lowest sturdy branch on a tree she had just passed. In one breath stealing moment Oliveeya caught the limb as the G.I. Joe's from Abstergo crashed through the under brush below her and continued on their pursuit grunting and breathing heavily. Sighing audibly in relief Oliveeya swung her black cargo pant clad legs up to catch the branch to pull herself up to sit on it for a moment. The olive skinned girl huffed as her breath came hard and often. Leaning her head against the rain soaked tree trunk she said aloud, "If I'm not in shape after this, I'm gonna hurt someone." Standing again she leapt from branch to branch until she was above the cave she had spotted about half a mile back. Scanning the area, she dropped to the ground with a thud and into a crouch that would have made Spiderman proud, and entered the crevice in the earth.

Oliveeya had walked for ages, it felt like. Leaning her body against the damp stone she slid down the wall to sit on the soft sandy ground. Every muscle in her body screamed from over use. Attempting to lift her arm to remove hair form her line of vision, she screamed in pain. Her left hand felt along her right arm, searching for any broken bones from her fall. Once at her shoulder she hissed and retracted her hand. 'I must have dislocated it when I fell.' "Fuck. I can't fix this on my own..." she sighed and leaned her pounding head against the wall again and exhaustion lulled her into a comatose like slumber.

Earlier that day

'What a boring day,' Oliveeya thought as she took another drag of her cigarette. She leaned against the back side of the bleachers of the soccer field. All the smokers came here to get their rocks off when classes became to much for them. She looked at her black and pink Hello Kitty watch and her shoulders slumped in disappointment. "Fuck, only two-thirty. Still a half hour left, that's like 3 more smokes..." Oliveeya rolled her icy eyes. Looking into the pack of blacks she held in her hand, she huffed and whined. There was one left. As she blew out the smoke of her last drag she threw the butt on the ground and smashed it into the dirt with her black motorcycle boot. She ran her fingers through her chocolate brown hair and closed her eyes as she turned to head back to the campus. As she did so, Oliveeya's five-foot-four frame smacked into what felt like a brick wall to her small nose. "Oh! I'm so sorry, I can be such an air head sometimes," she laughed nervously as she righted herself and rubbed her nose.

"That's alright my dear. Vince here doesn't mind at all," said a voice from behind her. Oliveeya spun on her heal, her ice-blue eyes focusing on a tall man. He looked to be in his late fifties to early sixties, with his white hair and beard mustache combo.

"Uh...do I know you?" she asked eyeing the older man suspiciously. He chuckled a little.

"No, you don't miss Aamora, but we know you." His smug face made Oliveeya want to puke.

"Aaaaand you what? Wanna sell me some cookies there, girl scout?" she slung back, he chuckled once again.

"No miss Aamora. What I want...is you." Oliveeya's olive skinned brow crinkled in confusion and shock.

"Uhhh, not to be rude or anything but, that's disgusting. Sorry man, I'm into sugar daddies." His smirk was replaced instantly with a deeply angered frown.

"No you arrogant little bitch, I don't want you. I want you memories," he said menacingly. Oliveeya took an aggressive stance, crossing her arms and widening her foot placement.

"And if I tell you to go fuck yourself there grandpa?"

"Then Vince here," he gestured to the brick wall like man behind her as he began to pace agitatedly. "Will be forced to carry you, whether it be dragging you by your hair or some other body part, back to Abstergo." The large man behind Oliveeya knocked into her back nearly toppling her to the ground on her face. She whipped around temper flaring.

"Hey! Watching it, dick. I don't give a shit how big you are. I will DECK your ogre ass!"

"Miss Aamora, you have two options, as I see it. You can either come with us willingly, or Vince here can drag you kicking and screaming. Which would you preffer?" Oliveeya sighed, and weighed her options. She could try to run, but who knew how far she would actually get. If they caught her there was no telling what they would do to her, but she was never one to just lay down and roll over.

"Go fuck yourself, dick."