Assassin of the Ages

by SpringtrapTheAssassin

She had no real name. Her story begins anew with each lifetime. The Revolutionary War. The French Revolution. The Renaissance. The Industrial Revolution in London. The Pirate Age. Each time, she was there with the Assassins. Now, she fights alongside Desmond Miles, telling her tales and recalling adventures. But everyone has their secrets.

1. Winds of Change

I stood at the helm of my ship, watching my crew work as we sailed the ocean, waves crashing against the hull. I took a deep breath and let out a soft sigh. The Black Robin was a beauty unlike any other.

She was made of a wood that was so black it could give you a tan with the sun reflected off the surface. She was a fast ship, and strong. She held the best cannons and had plenty of room for supplies and sleeping quarters for the crew.

I chuckled and let my quarter master take the helm. I walked down onto the main deck, then went to the front of the ship, leaping onto the railing. I stood tall, holding onto some ropes.

My robes fluttered in the wind, my hood casting a shadow that hid my face. I flexed my wrist, unleashing a hidden blade. I smiled and flexed again, letting the metal sink back into my bracer. "How long until we reach Nassau, Val?"

The man looked up from the helm, shouting out to me. "Not too much longer. These waters are that of the islands! We're close, Captain!"

I nodded, sighing as my ship slowly and surely sailed into the small port. I got off at the docks, catching the eye of a few sailors. I ignored their stares, heading to the pub in order to pass the time while my crew restocked. I managed to catch the glimpse of someone wearing Assassin's Robes. My eyes widened slightly.

"Oi, Kenway! It seems that lass there has her eyes on you." James Kidd mentioned, taking a sip of 'his' ale.

Edward Kenway glanced over, meeting my gaze briefly. "She's an assassin. She must have bought passage on that ship that just came in."

I scoffed, marching over. "As if, sailor. That's my ship."

Thatch coughed on his drink, hitting his fist against his chest. "The captain of the Black Robin is here in Nassau?! Well, blast me with a cannon! Holly Nale, sit and rest!"

I smiled and sat, looking over the trio. The other two seemed shocked. I leaned in to whisper. "Mary, did you forget who I was?"

Mary Read chuckled and shook her head. "I thought you were dead, lassie!"

I looked up at Edward, my expression turning sour. "Havana. I remember hearing about you from the sage. Kenway, I have a proposition for you, Kidd and Thatch. And that proposition is..." I took a long drink of my pint of rum before speaking once again.

"I want to become part of your fleet."