Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed, just my OC Keira.

And another one bites the dust

Oh why can I not conquer love

And I might have thought that we were one

Wanted to fight this war without weapons

Chapter 1

I woke up to the sounds of shouting. I rolled over in my bed and covered my head with my pillow, trying to drown out the sound of my parents fighting. . . again. They did this in the middle of the night, hoping that their children would be fast asleep, but it never really happened.

My older brother, Chase, and my twin brother, David, slept in the same room next to mine. We lived in a small apartment building, barely able to make payments on this, not to mention a butt-load of other bills. Chase should be in college right now. But he's not, all because my father's a drunk and doesn't have a job and my mother works three low paying jobs. However, Chase works full time at a bar and gives all his earnings to mother. David works at a supermarket and gives half of his earning to mother, the other half goes to school supplies.

The shouting got louder and louder until it sounded like it was right outside my door, like they were waking me up on purpose.

"YOU DON'T DO ANYTHING TO HELP OUT JUST LIKE YOUR DAUGHTER! GOD KNOWS WHY I MARRIED AN USELESS ASSHOLE LIKE YOU!" Mother shouted.

Father's words came out slurred, but they were shouted at the top of his lungs.

I could practically hear the other tenants rolling in their beds, praying to God that this would stop and they could go back to a peaceful sleep.

But they continued shouting until at least one o'clock in the morning. Now that I was fully awake from all that shouting, I couldn't go back to bed. Not yet anyway.

I knew that I was the problem that they always fought over, it always started out that way at least, then it always escalated. I'm not a calm girl, I have multiple things wrong with me, and I struggle to stay in school, barely keeping my grades high enough so that I can graduate. Luckily, this is the last year I have to be at that fucking school and I won't have to go to college.

I sighed and rolled over onto my back, keeping the nighttime thoughts out of my brain as best I could. I stared up at the ceiling while I contemplated what to do: to go back to sleep or to stay up the rest of the night since I wouldn't be getting much sleep anyway.

I groaned and tugged my hair. I was so goddamn tired all the time so I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

"GODDAMMIT, KEIRA, WAKE THE FUCK UP!" Mother shouted in my ear.

I opened my eyes and shot up out of bed. I looked at my mother and then down at the floor. "Sorry."

"Do you know how many times I tried to wake you up? Get ready for school, your bus leaves soon." Mother scoffed and walked out.

I knew for a fact that I would not be attending school today. Nor anytime soon. No, today I was getting away from my alcoholic-abusive father and uptight mother. Unfortunately, that also means leaving my brothers behind, but it's not like they would want to come with me.

I grabbed my backpack, filled it with clothes, school books, money that I had stolen from random pedestrians, and first-aid supplies. Unfortunately, we didn't have any wraps so I stole some plastic wrap from in the kitchen.

I slipped on some skinny jeans, a purple tank-top, a knitted sweatshirt, and my leather jacket. I pulled on my black Converse and headed out the door, ready for the bus. The cool autumn air washed over me and I breathed in deeply, smelling the fragrance of it.

The familiar screeching of the school bus's brakes filled the air. The doors opened with a hissing noise that sounded a lot like the doors on Star Wars. I walked on the bus and sat down in the back. Once the bus started up again, I slid farther down in my seat and made sure that the bus driver couldn't see me.

I heard the bus stop and I took a quick glance out the window to see that we had arrived at the school. I stood up and walked out with the crowd of students. As long as I timed this right, I would be gone without anyone noticing.

I stood in front of the school doors and waited for David to leave along with the students, but he stayed by my side.

"Go on, I'll be there in a minute. I forgot something on the bus." I told him.

"Let me come with you." He offered.

I shook my head. "Don't want to be late for class, do you? Go ahead, seriously. I'll see you later." I lied.

He nodded and walked in the school. Pretty soon, I was the only one left to walk in the school. I was practically invisible, nobody noticed me not moving, they all just pushed passed me.

I turned around and saw the bus leaving, and, without a second glance, I took off running towards the city in hopes of finding a bus to bring me all the way to Canada, the last place my parents would look for me (if they ever did that is).

I ran into the city and made my way downtown, avoiding as many police officers as I could in New York City. To say the least, it was hard. There had to be a police patrol car at every corner.

I finally made it to the bus station but there was a problem. There were at least five police officers and if they saw me, and my backpack, they would know that I was a student and skipped school. They would call my parents and my parents would do who knows what to me.

I tried to sneak around one of the police officer's but they must have seen my backpack.

"Hey." He grabbed my arm and forced me to look up at him. "Shouldn't you be in school?" He didn't wait for me to answer. "Come with me."

He pulled me to his car where he spoke into his radio. The operator said something back but I couldn't understand it through all the static. I ripped my arm out of his grip and ran away from the vehicle but one of his buddies restrained me quickly, slapping cuffs on my wrists. Luckily they put my hands in front of me.

"Get off me! I didn't do anything wrong!" I struggled to get away but they threw me in the back of the car.

I kicked the back of the passenger seat out of anger but stopped when the police officers got into the car. I didn't want to go to jail for a stupid reason, so I played the 'nice' card and try to get out of this mess before they could bring me back to my parents.

"What's your name?" The second police officer, the one sitting in the passenger seat, asked.

"Keira." I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Your full name."

"Keira Lee."

"And what are you doing outside of school?"

I didn't answer.

"Where were you going, Keira?"

I looked out the window and kept my silence. That's when I realized that we were on the highway heading away from my home, from the police office. "Where are you taking me?"

This time it was their turn to stay silent. They didn't answer as they put up a soundproof glass between them and me.

I pounded on the glass between them and me, my panic rising. These police men (are they even police men?) are kidnapping me and taking me to who knows where, and who knows what they'll do to me once we reach their destination.

I began hyperventilating as a panic attack seized me but I forced myself to stay calm by counting my breaths. I looked at the door and tried the handle but it didn't work. That's when I noticed the window. I had watched somewhere that the weakest point of a car window is near the top corner.

I slid so that I was lying down and lifted my feet up. I threw my weight against it and heard it crack the first try.

The police men were panicking now, seeing as how I was about to escape, and I kicked the window again. It fell apart at my feet and I leaned my head out the window. There was no way I was going to survive escaping a car going at least 80-mph on the highway while I was handcuffed. It would take a miracle.

But it would be better than having these guys take me so I took the chance while I still had it. I pushed the rest of myself out of the window and I was practically flying. I heard the tires screech as the car came to a stop but then I hit the ground and everything was painful. I could hear my bones breaking as I landed on the cement and then I hit my head on it, cracking my skull open and bleeding everywhere.

I felt my body roll down the side of the small hill and into a river.

I felt myself floating in the river and I felt cold and detached from myself. I couldn't feel the pain anymore but my body was sinking closer and closer to the bottom, my backpack weighing me down.

I looked up at the sky and saw the sun through the murky water. I watched as my vision became black and my last breath bubbled up to the surface.

A/N: Hey everybody! Thanks for clicking on my story and giving it a try! I know that a lot of people do the whole "girl falls into alternate universe" or "travels into the past" but I haven't really done it and wanted to give it a try. Because I began this fanfic when I was 12, I don't doubt that there are a lot of mistakes, so if you catch any lemme know. And this is my first complete fanfic so please be nice. No flames.