Darkness was everywhere and it was everything. Her body, her mind, and soul floated through this darkness. She was removed from her home, her time, and her love. She could feel nothing, she could see nothing, and she could hear nothing. She was alone in the abyss of darkness alone for an unknown amount of time. Then a single gold light showed but it was so far away. It was soft and it felt so warm and so familiar, She felt like she needed to get to it then she heard a voice.

"Are you awake?" The voice was a woman.

"Am I?" she responded her own voice she could not recognize may be even asked the question.

"May be you are? Are your eyes open?" The voice again.

"I see a light in the distance." she answered.

"That is me. You see me. You are awake." The woman spoke softly.

"Who are you?" She questioned

"My name is Minerva, I am a woman of the first civilization." The woman answered.

"Minerva. I heard your voice before but I do not remember when." She spoke softly.

"That is OK," Minerva's voice was soft "Do you remember your name?"

"My name? I don't know." She replied. "Did I have a name?"

"Yes, you did and you must remember it for me to help you." Minerva's words were caring. "Do you remember anything?"

"Remember?" she spoke before closing her eyes from the light. "Remember."

"Yes, remember who you are." Minerva spoke again.

"No, I don't want to remember," She curled in to a ball. "It hurts trying to remember."

"You must remember." Minerva spoke firmly.

"It hurts I do not want to!" She grabbed her head shaking it. "Don't make me remember! It makes my head and chest hurt so much!"

"You must remember. Tell me what you do!" Minerva's voice got strict. "Tell me your name child."

"No, I don't know!"

"Yes you do now say it!"

"No"

"Say it"

"NO!"

"SAY IT"

"Aahhhh! NO IT HURTS!" She screamed out as the light got closer to her before stopping in her face. " Don't Make me remember, I don't want to remember, I want to stay here in nothing, I don't want to feel that pain again. I don't want to remember him!"

"Open your eyes child." Minerva spoke firmly.

She opened her eyes seeing the light in her face, it was a gold ball with grooves over the outside. She watched it with wide eyes as tears streamed from her face before she reached up taking the sphere in her hand and pulling it close hugging it tightly like it was a part of her she lost. She closed her eyes tightly as she felt every bit of pain she wished to forget come back to her.

"Why do you torture me? Why did you make me remember? Why did you take me away from him?" She screamed out.

"I am not torturing you. You need to remember so you can become whole again. And you needed to be taken from him so he can finish his work for us. If you stayed with him, his line would not exists and the world would crumble like it did during the first civilization. To stop this we needed him to not have you holding him back."

"I never held him back." She snapped.

"You would have. We needed him to create the line to another assassin and it would not have been done had you stayed with him." Minerva's voice was soft.

"Where is he now?" She spoke softly.

"Dead. He died of old age in Tuscany. He left behind a wife and child, a little girl he named Dulce." Minerva's words were caring.

"He was so strong." She started to cry.

"You are needed again." Minerva's voice grew stern.

"For what?" She opened her eyes looking to the sphere.

"You need to protect the children that hold the spark of life from the apple of Eden. Ever person who has come in touch with the Apple gains a spark from it. A spark that is passed down from parent to the first born child. The spark is dying as first born children die before they have their own. Only a few still have the spark. You must find these children and protect them. They must live, as their children, and their children are the ones who will save this world. You must pass this knowledge on to protect them till the time is needed. Please help me save the world's future." Minerva spoke quickly and calmly. "Please child."

"Will I remember everything?" She asked calmly through her tears,

"Yes, you will. Everything went through in your life, you will remember when you wake up in the new world I place you in." Minerva's voice spoke softly.. "Do you wish to forget it?"

"No, I want to remember him, and my friends." She spoke up a bit.

"Then say your name, and you will wake up." Minerva's voice rang out.

"I am Dulce Soto de Madrid, Espania, Assassina de Roma!" She called out loudly as the light engulfed her entire body.

The sun blazed over the crashing ocean of the Caribbean. The land was hot from the baking sun While the waters crashed along the beaching of islands and rocks reaching to the sky out of the water. In the clear waters was a single ship pulled with linen canvas sails and a wooden bird leading it through the waters. The ship was dressed in metal and painted to match. The single word Jackdaw graced the back of the boat naming it for the world to see.

The crew of the ship sang out in chorus as they sail heading on course with out a care in the world. They roared with laughter and cheered with song as they work tirelessly under the hot sun. It was near high noon when the captain of the ship made himself known. Dressed in a white and blue fabric graced with heavy leathers, four pistols, and two sabers. What made him most fierce was the hood pulled over his head hiding his eyes from everyone who dared looked to him.

"Haul in the Sails matties and weigh anchor. We are going hunting on the island. off the port side." The captain let the wheel go while nodding to his quartermaster. "Ade."

The men cheered and quickly set to do what they were told. It took little over half an hour to have to ship stationed near a heavily wooded island before any boats were lowered to go shore. The captain went to a boat and easy jumped in as it was being lowered, as he was going to hunt with his crew.

"Captain Kenway!" Ade, a very large black name of great sea fairing skill called out to him. "Be quick I got an odd feeling about this place, and not a good one."

"Don't worry, I will be back before you can even feel worried." Kenway smirked from under his hood as he disappeared below the ship rails.

Four row boats moved to the shore and a dozen men climbed out pulling them on to the beach. Kenway looked out and nodded approvingly to the island they had chosen. He waved his men on to continue when everything started to get dark, as dark as night. All the men stopped and looked around before looking up to the sky. The sun was blackening out and the crew on shore started babbling about the island being a bad omen and refusing to go deeper in to the wood, least they wish to die.

As soon as the sun was gone from sight a second sun seemed to appear glowing bright. The men all rush back to their boats to get back to the ship so they could run away. The second sun got brighter and shot tendrils of light. Kenway put his hand up and turned his head away to block the brightness and that was when his chest was hit with a tendril of light. He felt nothing but pure warmth as it touched his body before it pulled away leaving him unharmed. When the light died he looked back and saw a large figure fall straight down from where this light was. The original sun came back I to the sky unblocked and shining just as bright as before.

"Let's get out of here Captain. This place is cursed" One man shouted

"Haunted by the sirens, it is!" Another claimed as he was already rowing back.

"Cowards" Kenway yelled back. "Leave a boat! I will return with fresh meat!"

He was not a superstitious man in the least. He never believed in sirens, or giant sea monsters. Unless he has seen it with his eyes, he was not about to believe it existed. Stomping up the beach and headed straight in to the woods not stopping. The ship needed to be restocked and if it meant getting only a few days worth till they got to another island the men would properly hunt on to restock so be it.

He worked his way through the dense woods finding plenty of meats. Rabbit, Deer, and even gator was available by the marshy areas, if he felt ambitious enough to fight one. He worked his way deeper in till he was near the center of the island and he found a beautiful oasis. The water was clear, flower ran along rocks and up trees. Animal came close to drink and he saw many more then when he originally saw. Stepping closer to the water he reached down placing his hand in to the cool liquid, then brought it to his mouth for taste. It was clean clear and most of all not soured by stillness.

He found a perfect hunting ground and now all he had to do was catch a few things to drag back, or drag a few cowards back on to the island. He weighed his option and sighed picking the first as it would be less hassle then the second. Pulling his gun he set still waiting for his first prey to come near the water for a drink. As he sat he was able to really look about and that was when he noticed a color out of place. A pure white with black and red floating in the water against roots of a tree. Narrowing his eyes moving a touch closer he sat it was a body of a human floating in the water.

He moved closer going round till he saw the being from above. They were dressed in white with black leather belts and armor. A single shoulder cape caressed their body in the water, with a red sash tangling in the legs, and a hood covering its head and face. He smirked seeing silver buckles gleaming back at him from under the water what he also noticed with the red staining the water like ink being washed away. He stepped in to the water and waded in sinking to just below his waist as he made to remove the body of it's personal effects, for some easy money.

"One man's lost is my gain I guess." He chuckled as he was going to stripe this dead person down for easy money

He grabbed the sash around the waist and pulled while his hand grabbed the collar of the top. As he pulled he, none to gently, he was graced with a deep and heavy groan. He stopped a second and looked to the body unsure before he reached his hand in to the hood feeling the flesh of the person, it was still warm. He went wide eyed, as this person could still be alive. Pulling a throwing knife from his coat breast he brought it down and to the person's face under the hood, and sure enough it fogged with breath.

"Shit." he grumbled as he pulled the person out of the water and pushed the cape away. A red flag shot up in his head as he was able to realize the very shape of this person, was very female. Red blood stained the front her her clothes along with a small whole saying she was most likely badly injured. Pushing the hood back he was greeted with olive tone skin face, with a faded yet very noticeable scar running lip to ear, and a very long loose hair plastered wetly to it. "A woman? Damn."

Kenway was left to ponder a moment before he got another groan from the woman in front of him. Looking around he thought of his options; he could take her clothes and leave her cause she was dead anyways if what he was was an injury. Leave her and not deal with her and be sort of guilt free, for not taking her things. Or take her with him and leave her somewhere else, and not feel guilty of leaving an injured woman. He was not going to be part of any kind of slavery, so he sure as hell wasn't going to sell her. He growled, his guilt already got the best of him, and stood up before lifted her body up and pulling the cape back over to hide her body. He marched back through the woods to a boat that was left and laid her in it before pushing it back to the water, climbing in then rowing back to his ship.

"You Cowards, get down here and pull this boat up." Kenway yelled watching his men rush down to the small boat and tie the ropes around it to pull it up.

"Who is that?" One man asked seeing the body.

"None of your concern. Get the boat up quick they are hurt." He seethed

When the reached the rail Ade, the quartermaster walked over and looked to Kenway seeing the person. With out even speaking, Kenway lifted the person and passed them to Ade. With a nodded of he head to the bow of the ship Ade brought the person to the back and opened a door bringing them right in to the captain's quarters.

"Who was that sir?" Another questioned after Ade left.

"A young man who was on the island hurt, probably marooned." Kenway spoke. "Part of the Crew should he live."

"Captain Edward." A man called from above.

"What is it Jack?" Edward Kenway looked up the main mast.

"Royal navy Sir! They are heading our way.

"Dammit. Pull Anchor! Let out all the sails! We need no fight right now." Edward ran to the back of the ship jumping two steps at a time and grabbed the wheel of the ship pulling hard, turning it from the island. "Tell Ade to help out new guest quickly then get back up here in case those English Dogs want to fight. Now let's go men!"