Hello everyone! Ever since E3 I've had this itch to write something about WATCH_DOGS because it simply looks awesome and I adore Aiden Pearce. There's not a lot of information about the character and the story itself so this is a story completely out of my imagination. I only own my OC. The characters and the world of WATCH_DOGS itself belongs to its rightful owner, Ubisoft.

There's not much Aiden in this prologue but this is just a preview of what's to come. I plan on posting the first chapter later today or tomorrow at the latest. Hopefully. We never know with inspiration.

I was in so deep I'd forgotten I could become a target.

I knew what I was doing could get me in trouble someday but with where I was right now, I honestly couldn't give two shits about it.

I had come in contact with what I thought was my first hacker over three years ago. Maybe four, I can't remember. He introduced himself as T-Bone and I remember wanting to laugh because of the nickname but hearing odd nicknames became all too natural as I met more hackers and his is probably the coolest of them all, so I apologized and he simply laughed. I actually don't really remember how we met exactly but I remember the circumstances. And it wasn't much of an actual meeting.

I'd had this stalker problem for a while and one night I was walking back from work, alone. Obviously. I think I knew in my guts that I had a stalker. He came everyday and was overly nice with me, showering me with compliments every time he saw me. At first it didn't bother me but when the gifts started pouring at my door, it started to creep me out. I'd installed a better security system, bought a dog and made sure all windows and doors were locked before leaving. I even checked every single room in my apartment the moment I entered it every time I came back and right before going to sleep.

To say I had become paranoid would be an understatement. The police department, whom I had told about this problem, said they couldn't do anything unless something happened to me. Physical harm. I'd slumped back into my seat and gave them a list of names, list that was very short. They'd asked me what it was. And I'd answered that it was the list of names they'd have to call when they'd find me, dead or clinging onto life. The officer was shaken, for lack of a better word. He apologized again for not being able to do anything. I gave him a small smile and prepared myself for a night of paranoia.

It wasn't until a week later that it happened. I was coming back from work and one of my co-workers was walking me home after I'd expressed some worries over my stalker. And after I told him I was alone because dear doggie was at the vet. He left me at the door of my complex and told me to call or text before going to sleep. I smiled and thanked him. I didn't know it at the time but my stalker had been hiding in the shadows, keeping an eye out for me.

Unbeknownst to him, he'd attracted his own shadowed stalker along with him.

I had just checked every room in my apartment and was about to head off to sleep when I got the text.

He's in the hallway. Hide.

- Unknown

This could have been a sick joke but my heart leaped in ways I'd never felt it leap before, and that was enough to scare me into grabbing a bat and hide in my closet, still clutching my phone. Minutes passed and I waited. I eventually heard the clicking noise of someone trying to open the door. And it grew quiet again.

Then he burst through the door. I held in a scream as the sounds of his heavy steps resonated in the apartment. He called for me, calling me 'sweetheart' over and over. It was as he was about to step inside my room that I heard him scream out, followed by a struggle. Said struggle made me sprint out of the closet and peak my head out of my room's doorway. My stalker was on the floor, bleeding and unconscious.

I remember looking up and seeing black boots and the edge of a brown overcoat. My eyes afterwards immediately went to the stranger's face, face that was covered by a bandana that stopped just over his nose, only allowing his eyes free under the cap he wore.

I must have looked absolutely ridiculous or terrified, or both.

It was the sound of sirens that broke us out of him and I staring at each other. It almost looked like he hesitated before leaving but he eventually did. It was then that I noticed another man in the hallway. He'd looked confused watching his friend running away, calling out to him asking where he was going. I remember that man sneaking half of his body in and asking in a hurry 'you gonna be okay sweetheart?'

I nodded and he mirrored my nod before quickly, awkwardly and quickly leaving.

The police arrived not long afterwards following calls from the neighbors regarding the disturbance. I was not able to answer much of the questions the police had for me, if any really. Not only was everything so vague but I never really knew whom it was that saved me. I'd heard the policemen speaking of a vigilante doing as he pleased, causing chaos is what they called it if I remember right.

"A vigilante?" I remember croaking out with a shaky voice.

"Aiden Pearce." I'd learn later on that he used the ctOS to spy, hack, steal and access information for his 'wild goose chase'. The policemen's words, not mine. I hadn't cared much for their view regarding Aiden Pearce, all I cared about was the fact that he'd stopped my stalker from seriously hurting me.

It was only a month later that I recognized, walking in plain sight on the street, the man that was with said vigilante that night. He froze when he saw me and I did too. He walked faster, hoping he'd lose me but I had been faster and caught up to him. Long dark hair, beard and a cap. He waited for me to say something.

"I only wanted to say thank you. The both of you. If you could tell him." Him being Pearce. T-Bone's mouth opened to say something as I turned my back to him.

"Don't you wanna know how we knew? Or why he did what he did? Nothing?" I had stopped walking and only turned my head.

"I figured that if you had wanted me to know I would by now. So," I paused and smiled, "thank you again." I left him there and continued on with my day.

A week later there was a knock on my door. And my life as I knew it would never be the same.

It's not much I know but the first official chapter will hold a lot more content than this one. You will also find out the name of my character in the next chapter seeing as I didn't name her.

Leave reviews, I love them! If you don't like, don't read. Any constructive comments are well appreciated. Also, no bashing. Please. English isn't my first language, French is.

Hope you enjoy!

P.S. This story will be a very slow story when it comes to the romance, I really want to develop it as best as I can. And also, I will try not to make my OC annoying, I hate that too. Don't worry.