I blinked my eyes open and got up, rubbing my eyes.

"Diana Keen." Greeted a monotone voice. I turned to see a glowing woman and blinked rapidly.

"How do you know who I am?" I asked "Where am I? Who are you?"

"Do you not remember me child?" She inquired "I am Juno." My mind raced in order to remember the vaguely familiar name.

"Christmas Eve." I whispered in recognition "You were there. You were supposed to be a dream."

"I assure you, I'm very real. I'm the one who sent you here."

"You sent me into the past?"

"Yes."

"W-Why? Why drag me across time? What for?" I demanded.

"You're the protector of the assassins." Juno replied "And your brother is the protector of the Templars."

"But, he thinks this is a video game!" I protested "Not to mention that we're not protector material." Juno smiled at me, which I found disturbing.

"Your time with Conner is coming to a close. Soon you both will move on to help others." Juno told me "Use your time wisely. Goodbye, Diana."

I woke up to someone shaking my shoulder.

"Five more minutes Uncle Laurence." I grumbled "I'll catch the bus..." Whoever was shaking my shoulder seemed pretty persistent though, because they just kept going.

"Get up Alice." said a deep voice. I reached forward with my hand and my index finger connected with a mouth.

"Shhhhh..." I shushed "I promise I'll be up in five." My hand was knocked away and I pulled back my hand instinctively. I opened my eyes and caught sight of Conner looking at me with annoyance.

"Go away..." I moaned "You friggen bear man. Wait, when did you get back? Oh, whatever." I reached for my pillow and pulled it over my head. There was a moment of nothing and I thought Conner had left me alone. I smirked into my pillow and started to fall asleep. Just as I was drifting off, my covers were pulled away, exposing me to the cold air. I shrieked and sat up instantly.

"CONNER!" I yelled "You're gonna die little boy!" I searched the room, but the Native had disappeared. I growled and got out of the bed. I put on my converse and assassin robes over my blouse and pants and grabbed my weapons as I went downstairs. I looked into the kitchen and saw Conner.

"You." I growled "I was having a lovely rest when you suddenly decide it's okay to wake me. What made you think that I'd want to be woken up?!" Conner turned to look and me and surveyed my appearance.

"Is that a sword?" He asked. I looked down at the rapier at my waist and back up at him.

"No, it's a light-saber." I replied sarcastically "Yes, Captain Obvious! It's a sword."

"Where did you get it?" He asked calmly. I rolled my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Who do you think? Friggen Sherlock Holmes?" I snapped "Achilles, duh. Use that brain of yours Conner, because I know you have one. Somewhere. Maybe. Actually...Sometimes I'm not really sure." Conner tilted his head to the side.

"You seem tense." He noted. I gaped at him.

"What was your first clue?!" I snapped "First I get weird letters from my brother. Then I get weird dreams from a lady who claims to be the reason I was sent here. And lastly you wake me up at Lord knows what time in the morning! I'm not even sure why I came down here at all besides to gripe at you! I'm going back to bed." I turned to leave, but then felt Conner's hand on my arm.

"Wait." He said simply. I sighed and turned around, putting on my best "This better be good" face.

"Yes?" I asked tiredly, raising an eyebrow for effect (I might've been tired, but that doesn't stop me from being dramatic).

"You said you'd go with me to help my father." He reminded me. I squinted my eyes at him and then groaned as I remembered.

"I did, didn't I?" I sighed "Alright, let's go."

Conner and I approached his father who was talking to a young man. Haytham held up his hand to stop us from further approach while he finished his conversation.

"Who does he think he is?" I growled to Conner. He shushed me quietly.

"We need to know what the Loyalists are planning if we are to put an end to this." Haytham said to the other man.

"I tried." replied the man "But the soldiers themselves are told nothing now. Only that they are to wait for orders from above!"

"Keep digging." Haytham ordered "Come find me once you find something worth sharing." The man nodded and walked away, leaving us with a private audience with Haytham.

"We're so close to victory." Haytham informed us "A few more well placed attacks and we'll be able to put an end to this civil war and get rid of the crown."

"What do you intend?" Conner asked.

"Well nothing at the moment since we're completely in the dark." Haytham replied.

"I thought the Templars had eyes and ears everywhere." Conner said. Let it be known that Templars are apparently stalkers of the highest rank.

"Oh we did." snapped Haytham "Until you two started cutting them off." Ha ha...oops.

"Your contact said orders from above." Conner supplied "That tells us exactly what we need to do. Track down the Loyalists commanders."

"OK, alright." I smiled "I do so love getting involved in politics."

All three of us looked down at the square below us where the Loyalist commanders had gathered. Haytham squatted to get a better look while Conner and I stood there awkwardly.

"Have you considered the proposal?"

"I'm unconvinced. To reinforce them would leave New York exposed. It's hard enough maintaining order with our current numbers. Cut it half?"

"Yet, but if we do not join with them they risk defeat! And then what?"

I rolled my eyes at their squabbling. This is why politics are boring to me.

"They're talking in circles." scowled Haytham "We'll learn nothing watching as we are."

"Then what do you propose we do?" Conner asked "March in there and demand answers?" Haytham turned to look at him.

"Well, yes." He replied. He jumped down from the building and drove his hidden blades into the necks of two guards.

"Ambush!" exclaimed one of the commanders. All of the soldiers readied their weapons to face Haytham.

"Conner? Alice?" Haytham called "A little help here?" I exchanged looks with Conner and we both shrugged our shoulders in exasperation.

"Why did you bring we along to babysit your dad?" I asked. Conner rolled his eyes and jumped down to help his father. I sighed and followed. I landed on a Redcoat and plunged my hidden blade into his neck. I stood up and scowled at the Redcoat who faced me. It was a big man wearing a kilt and holding a huge ax.

"This is a new one." I remarked as I unsheathed my rapier. The man charged me and I ducked under his swing. I spun around and kicked his back, sending his sprawling to the ground. I quickly stabbed his abdomen with my rapier and and turned to face another Redcoat. He leveled his gun at me and was about to pull the trigger when he fell to the ground. Conner pulled his tomahawk out of the man's back before glancing up at me.

"Thanks." I told him. It was then I noticed that Conner and Haytham had finished off the rest of the Redcoats.

"Wow." I commented, sheathing my sword "Way to lower a girl's self-esteem."

I watched a Haytham tightened the robes binding one of the Loyalist commander's hands.

"We'll bring them back to my quarters at Fort George and see what secrets they might share." Haytham told us. It was just then that one of the three commanders freed his hands and ran away.

"Really?" Haytham sighed.

"Haytham, just for that, I'm not giving you your knot tying patch. You are a failure to Boy scouts everywhere." I teased. Haytham glared at me and I just smiled even wider.

"Well you two best get after it then." Haytham told Conner and I.

"You go." Conner replied "We'll watch the prisoners." I smiled.

"I agree with Conner." I added.

"No, you do it." Haytham snapped.

"Why us?" I whined.

"Because I said so!" Haytham replied "Now go!" Conner glared at his father and then ran off.

"Have fun Conner!" I smirked.

"You too, Alice." Haytham said sternly.

"Fine." I grumbled. I followed the Native and it wasn't long before Conner tackled the man. He pulled his up and I stood there panting.

"Move." He told the man simply.

"Got to Hell!" the man snapped it reply.

"I said move!" Conner scowled, pushing him forward. I took a deep breath.

"And watch your profanities!" I added sassily. Conner and the prisoner both rolled their eyes at me.

Conner, the prisoner, and I all approached Fort George. We were at the gate when the prisoner turned to us.

"Wait, wait." begged the prisoner "I'll tell you anything you want, anything. Only don't make me go-"

"We just have some questions for you." I told him, trying to be soothing.

"Cross that threshold and I'm a dead man." the prisoner replied hysterically. Just then, Haytham approached us.

"There you are!" Haytham exclaimed "I was worried you might've gotten lost! Come along then." I rolled my eyes as Haytham took the prisoner from Conner's grip.

"I have a bad feeling about this." I told Conner uneasily "I think I'll just stay outside. I need the fresh air anyways." Conner nodded and followed his father inside the fort.

Conner came out and I could tell by the look on his face that he wasn't happy.

"He killed all three of them." He told me. I nodded and put a hand on his arm.

"I figured." I replied quietly "But Conner, it's just who he is. He's practical and won't listen to what nature dictates as right and wrong. Neither of us can change that, but he can. He just needs time and someone to guide his hand." I smiled at him and nudged his arm.

"And hey, who knows?" I asked "Anything can happen." I couldn't really tell if Conner was inspired by my little speech or not because of his hood. I'm just going to assume he was.

A/N- Sorry for such the long wait! The holidays and school have kinda limited my time to write and I'm also hard at work on my own book. (It's called Destiny Redeemed and you can find it on Wattpad. Written by Savespot. #Shameless self-advertising) Agh! I'm so close to the end and it might surprise you! I have no clue! Also I keep dropping my phone at school and everytime someone asks why I do so much I just kinda respond with "Because my phone is secretly Altair and he's practicing his leap of faith". Yeah, I get a lot of weird looks and people asking me to re-pronounce Altair's name because they thought I sneezed or something. Anywho, yeah. I'm so good at coming up with excuses for random things.

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Konnoronhkwa- Yeah, that part about Alice kissing his cheek was a bit unexpected, but I was in a whatever mood. Also Alice is just kinda like YOLO at this point.

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