Treading the water's of the Caribbean, the captain and his crew spotted a British cargo ship. Judging by it's massive and decorated sails, it must have been carrying a very special passenger. Useful for important bribes. Black Beard peered through his telescope, and eyed the ship carefully.

"Do we draw fire, captain?" asked his second in command.

"Yes, but do not sink this ship; it appears that it has some very important antiques on board". He turned the wheel and opened to full sail, racing towards the ship.

"Aye", said the commander, as he dashed off to ready the cannons.

"Open fire!"

Mai heard a grumble which started her from her meditation. At sea, she felt as if her senses were numbed; muted. Although she was deliberately sent under deck for mischief (she was only helping them when they were under attack from raiders) by the Captain, she stayed under high alert. She knew these waters were swarmed with pirates. There was a ship approaching hers. Wanting to go outside and see, she hesitated, knowing that she would only be sent back (it was under her father's direct order that she would be kept safe and untouched during this voyage. She refused to go unless they would at least let her keep her hidden blades, although she also sneaked aboard her sword, guns, and other weapons). She walked towards her window, and opened it a little bit. Her cabin was a large room in the ship, but with only a small window. She could barely see anything except the water at times made her nauseous. She was only armed with her hidden blades, for she believed she wouldn't need anything else. She raised her black beaked hood over her head and climbed out through the window and sneaked around the ship, when suddenly, she heard a voice calling from the eagle's nest, "We're under attack!" She bit her lip, knowing it would be of no use to be stuck in her cabin, and risk getting discovered. The roar of the cannons almost blasted Mai right off. Her right hand lost her grip, but she quickly regained her balance, and started climbing up the sails.

"Mai, I told you stay inside of your cabin!" she heard the captain scream. She merely rolled her eyes, and held up her middle finger. She continued climbing up the sail, until she reached a spot high enough to get a good look of the approaching ship. Another rumbled nearly shook her off again, but she realized that it wasn't their cannons. They were blasting chained and the sails; they wanted to board this ship. Typical pirate. Mai almost got hit by a chain, but she quickly dodged. She tried to get a closer look at the ship's crew, when she realized that the whole sail was falling down. To her advantage, it was going to land right on the enemy, making a easier way to board. To her disadvantage, it would also make a way for the enemy to board this ship. The captain quickly saw this, and started to steer the ship away from the enemy, but failed to see that Mai was up on top. The sail grew closer and closer to the water. Mai sprinted up the falling sail the made a jump from the tip to the enemy ship. She got her hidden blades ready, and easily took out two of the men. She grabbed the sword from on of the men, and used it at her advantage.

"We've been boarded!" she heard someone say. Her ship was already starting to float away.

"Don't let them get away!" she heard again. Maybe it was just her, but this voice sounded rough, and old. Important. As she sunk her blade into another attacker's neck, she got a first glance Black Beard. She had heard many terrible stories about him, ones that both made him looked brave and intimidating. As she brutally fought her way, she could hear the captain and her escort both raging and sending back up, not like it was needed. Her ship had returned back to get her.

The captain held a plank connecting and signaled for her to hurry, when suddenly, his face went pale, and a small patch of blood made it's way onto his white uniform. He fell forward, into the sea, only letting Mai see his murder, Black Beard.

"Just surrender now while you can, lad", he said. "Don't worry, we won't hurt ya". Behind him, she could see the rest of the crew taking over the ship. Oh, that's where they went. She got her hidden blades ready to fight.

"Aye, Kenway, the lad's got your blades". A blonde man looked from looting one of the dead crew members (of which ship she couldn't tell, but that doesn't matter much for a pirate). He eyed her suspiciously. Was he-no, he couldn't be. He's a pirate! He probably just stole those blades. He had a robe, much similar to hers. He took out his gun and pointed it at Mai.

"Put it down; we need him alive" said Black Beard. Him? They thought she was a man? One of the crew yanked on my hood forcefully. Her hair, that was safely tucked underneath her hood, was pulled out with the wind, and flew in the air. Although the blonde man still had his gun raised, ready to shoot, his expression turned to awe, as he slowly put his gun down. His eyes wandered her body, making her feel very uncomfortable, but then his eyes locked on her waist. She looked down and saw that he was looking at her belt, with the assassin's sign on it.

"What's your name, lass?" asked Black Beard, but Mai was too focused on her surrounding to answer. Now that the blonde and his gun down, and he seemed to be the only one who was in defense, she could escape.

"What, ya don't speak English?" he asked again. She looked at the ground, surrounded by dead bodies, and untouched weapons. Her foot slowly pushed the gun towards her.

"Aye, I speak English", she said as she grabbed the gun and the sprinted towards the front of the ship, she shot down one of the closest pirate and stabbed another that was in her way. In the corner of her eye she could see the blonde chasing after her. Black Beard stood there and watched to see if he would succeed. I felt a bullet scrape my waist, but the pain the bearable. I made it to the head, and jumped off into the Mediterranean. I thought I had made a clean get away, when I noticed that something was weighing both my legs down. A smaller anchor had been cast around my legs while I had jumped. It was hard to see in the murky waters, and my eyes stung as I tried to release myself. My lungs felt like they were about to explode, and I couldn't hold my breath much longer. I felt a slash on the chain, as I started to float again instead of sinking. Arms held me up, but I still couldn't hold my breath much longer, and I gulped a gallon of water down my lungs. I panicked, and passed out.