Prologue:
The night of New York was upon her. Yajaira stepped into the taxi she hailed, panting and dripping wet from the rain. It was certainly a weird day today. There were strange things going on in the sky all day and satellite signals were failing. Abstergo kept some employees from going to work today; only letting the more important employees come in. Now that everything has died down, the people were still on high alert, but the workers were called to come back to work. Yajaira was still worried about the whole ordeal going on earlier. Yet Abstergo called her in for something really important. The call sounded almost frantic, but whomever was speaking to her still had that tone of authority. Meet in the Animus room. You will be informed of what is to happen from there. Yajaira told the taxi driver where she needed to go and buckled up. The car started, pulled out of the parking space and drove off.
The lights dappled Yajaira's eyes. She leaned against the window, staring outside at the blurry figures. Things were different a few hours ago. People were panicking and riots filled some of the streets. It looked like the world was about to end and now… It seems it changed its mind. Yajaira straightened herself up and fixed her vest. She played with the button on her dress shirt. It was distracting her from her thoughts at least. The taxi jerked to a stop causing Yajaira's bag to fall. She picked it up, startled at the sudden stop.
"Bah! Stupid tourists!" Hissed the taxi driver. "You okay, miss?"
"I'm fine, thank you." Yajaira said, laughing nervously. The tourists finished crossing the street and the taxi continued its drive to Yajaira's destination. Yajaira played with her necklace deep in thought. A gift from her mother; it was a small totem to ward off evil spirits. Yajaira never believed in such fairytales, but she wore it anyway. She didn't know why. It may as well serve as a memento for her mother who threw away her life to serve the Assassins. They were quite a troublesome group.
The taxi pulled up to the side of a skyscraper. Yajaira paid the driver and stepped out of the car to shut the door. The taxi pulled away as Yajaira was adjusting the strap of her bag on her body. She looked up at the skyscraper. The lights dotted the building, but she couldn't mistake the Abstergo logo on the side. Time for work.
Yajaira walked to the front doors of the building and fished out her ID. The security guards let her inside and Yajaira headed to the elevators. One of the security guards phoned her arrival to the higher-ups. Oh right… They needed her for something. Wonder what that could be…?
Setting her bag down, Yajaira took out her phone and looked through her text messages. Some were from her mother, her coworkers and some amber alerts that were too far from her area. The elevator dinged and opened. Yajaira entered and pressed the button to her floor. She went back to looking at her phone and looking through her mother's texts.
We want you to come home Yajaira.
Please understand that the Assassins only want what is best for you as I do.
Yajaira?
I love you, my baby.
Please come home, Yajaira.
This was getting to be quite sad. Yajaira put away her phone, anger boiling in her stomach. The elevator went up to her floor and dinged. Yajaira fixed her bag and left. She headed to the room that contained rows and columns of Animi. It was a gloomy dark grey room… creepy and eery. Yajaira felt uneasy at the site of it. She walked inside.
"Hello?" Yajaira called, quietly. "Hello!"
No one answered. Maybe she was in the wrong room?
"Hello?!" Yajaira called again, louder.
"Ay yes!" Yajaira nearly jumped when someone grabbed her arm. A woman dressed in a lab coat, pencil skirt and black vest spun her around.
"Yajaira?" She asked. Yajaira nodded her head. "Ah yes Viddic told me to put you in the Animus for training purposes."
"Viddic? Warren Viddic?" Yajaira asked, bewildered. "Isn't he dead?"
"Yes, but I have been given orders before his death to place you in the Animus."
The woman walked into a small office housing an Animus. She started it up and motioned for Yajaira to sit in it. Yajaira hesitated for a moment.
"What do you need me for?" Yajaira whispered.
"Your lineage is of interest to Abstergo. Hadn't Viddic died, we would be exploring your bloodline by now."
"What? I'm an Assassin by blood?"
"Well of course you are. You said so yourself when you told us about your mother. However, we will be taking a look at one of your ancestors." The woman explained, clearly sounding frustrated. "We are preparing an attack on the Assassins. This is for training purposes, as I said before."
Mom… Yajaira gulped at the thought of having to go up against her mother. She was better than her in fighting and strategy. Yajaira could never compete with her. Perhaps this was the time to finally be able to outshine her. Just one sitting in the Animus will hopefully do the trick.
Yajaira dropped her bag next to the Animus. She sat down on the machine.
"What do I have to do?" She asked. The woman smiled.
"Sit properly in the Animus." The woman ordered. Yajaira did. A sharp pain traveled up her arm causing her to hiss. Then… there was nothingness.
For a while.
The Nexus was blinding white. Yajaira stood, watching data fragments float around aimlessly. She took a few steps forward and stopped.
"All right. You are in the Nexus." The Scientist's disembodied voice echoed. "I will run a few things to get you adjusted to the Animus."
Yajaira waited for whatever the scientist was going to throw at her. For a few moments, there was nothing and then…
