Prologue The Assassin
Anne Bonny stood on Nassau's sandy beach and stared out at the water as a single row boat approached the shore. There was one passenger, rowing towards the lawless land as Anne watched. She gripped her swords sheathed on either side and glanced around nervously. It was dark, so as far as she could tell she was alone to greet this visitor. She could hear laughter and music from her fellow pirates further in the island, she hopped they remained occupied long enough for her to have her meeting privately. The boat reached the shore line and a dark hooded figurer stepped out, he spotted Anne immediately and cautiously approached her.
"Miss Bonny, I presume" his English accent was strong, like Jacks but more masculine. Bonny smirked at this thought.
"Captain Kenway." Anne nodded to her island guest. "I appreciate your help."
Edwards paused, taking in a deep breath before continuing "I'm afraid James wasn't specific as to what you require from me."
Bonny paused. "Who?"
"Mary…" He clarified.
"Oh right… well, I have a problem… Charles Vanes old crew- or what's left of them- are causing some issues." Anne gestured for Edward to walk with her.
They began walking along the beach as the discussion continued. "What does Miss Guthrie think of this?" Edwards asked. He had a fair trade agreement with her and didn't want to jeopardize that.
Anne bit her tongue, keeping things civil, no matter how much she wanted to call Eleanor a Cunt, she just took in a breath and said "She agrees they need to be dealt with."
They stop a short distance from a group of pirates gathered around an old tent and a burning fire. Max exited the tent and Bonny stiffened, Edward noticed her change and followed Anne Bonny's line of vision to the dark haired beauty. She looked tired and beaten; a pirate grabs her and pushes her back into the tent, laughing he follows her in, a few of his crew mates cheering him on. Unconsciously Bonny grips her swords again.
"Is that them?" Edward asks. Bonny lets her arms fall back to her sides and nods slightly. "What they are doing to the whore, it bothers you." it was meant as a question but came out as more of a statement.
She turned to face her guest with a cold expression she often carried, "It's not right."
Edward studied his new friend for a moment before mentally agreeing with her. "So what is the plan?"
Anne paused. She looked back over to the tent only imagining what terrible things Max was being put through.
"Kill them all."
Chapter 1 coming soon.