Mixed Relations

by Lady Jiju

When her stepmother's cruelty goes too far Charity makes a break from her native Connecticut and into the unknowns of the frontier. Looking for a place to stay she is welcomed in the Davenport Homestead and takes interest in her new surroundings and the people who took her in, she believes there is more to them than they let on and the revolution may help. ConnorxOC T for situation

1. Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed of any of it characters nor do I own the historical events in this story. BUT the things I do own is this story and the characters of my precious creation so THAR! XP

A/N: Hello folks it is I the authoress here dropping some little information, this is a rewrite of a AC3 story I had originally thought of but due to a writer's block and how I didn't like the way it was going. So after brainstorming some ideas and possible plotlines I had a new and improved idea. Just a simple head's up this story will touch on some areas that may not be comfortable with some reader's you have been advised. Anyways on with the story.

Prologue: Getting Away

I'm leaving this home, she went too far this time and I can no longer tolerate her abuse. The insults, the name calling, and the physical contact she gives me I can no longer take it anymore, god how I wish to strike her shower her with the pain she gives me but I will not. No, I won't I'll just leave give her the slip make her even more angry that can't harm me anymore, but I will never forgive nor forget the cruelty Emily brought unto me just because of her own inner hatred and jealousy. All of this because I was born different something I could not help, something not my fault but makes it out to be well, not anymore for if I am lucky I can make the traveling caravan heading into the Massachusetts colony and set out from there. Perhaps I'll find work in a lady's home and forget about everything and everyone. Begin a new life where I won't have to deal with any kind of abuse ever again; yes this is for the best and what I deserve, though it will pain to be gone if father ever returned home but if I stay one day longer who knows if I will live to see tomorrow or…..have an unexpected gift to present. I can only pray that with this move things turn out positive….