August 14th 1720
Edward
"what's wrong with Mary?" she looks a ghost of the person I know
"she's ill" replies Anne
"and her child?" Mary is staring behind me, I follow her line of vision but there's nothing there
"they took her" I can hear guards entering the Jail from somewhere in the distance, I make sure Ah Tabai has Anne and then turn my attention back to Mary.
"can you walk?" just from looking at her I know the answer already, I loop her arm around my neck and get her to her feet "lean on me, come on" I plead with her to try
"I can't" she barely whispers
"you're alright Mary, come on" I don't know who I'm trying to convince out of sheer panic I try again to make her take a step
"stop, stop please" we've only taken about 10 steps, but in that time I can feel her struggling. She's fading fast.
"I ain't leaving you damn it! Lift your arm" I swing her into my arms and move as quickly as I can, I notice the exit just ahead when she starts pleading me to leave her "I ain't leaving you nowhere, no bloody way!"
her body jerks in my arms "put me down Edward" she whimpers, it breaks me so I does as she asks.
"you're such a pain in the arse. Damn it, you should have been the one to outlast me" tears threaten to fall but somehow I hold them back.
"Beth, she's yours Edward. She has your eyes" she's getting weaker by the second "I've done my part, will you?"
"if you come with me, I could" I plead, tears now flow freely down my face "we could, we'd get her back" she slumps further and I know I have to rouse her "Mary"
"I'll be with you Kenway, I will" with that her eyes close and I know she's gone. I hear shouting in the prison and realise the guards will have found the cell doors open, with no guards nearby. I scoop her into my arms, there's no way I'm leaving her here. I stick to the shadows, careful to not alarm all of the guards. Ah Tabai and Anne are sat in a row boat waiting for us, they look hopeful until they see her lying lifeless in my arms.
"what's happened to Mary? What's wrong?" Anne knows what's wrong, I guess denial affects us all.
"is she gone?" Ah Tabai seems to be the voice of reason at this mad time, I reply with a short nod "what will you do now?" the question strikes me and I realise I have no idea
"nothing sensible" I turn from them, worried my emotions will betray me. He put his hand on my shoulder, turning to face him I notice something in his arms
"although you haven't earned these, they suit you!" I recognize the robes I had stole from the assassin, with that he turns and walks to the boat pushing it out into the ocean. The act I had been playing stopped as my anger rose up inside me, the people responsible for Mary's death would pay with their lives!
I crept back to the jail killing every guard I met, when I reached the cells I set each prisoner free telling them to leave the governor for me. The madness that ensued felt good to watch, storming to the office I kicked the door down as if it were made of paper. Sat cowering behind an overturned desk was a weed of a man, which made it easier for me to throw him around.
"where have you taken my daughter" using tactics I had learned from Thatch, I grabbed my empty pistol and pushed it to his temple " there is one bullet in my pistol, you could have six chances to talk or just one" bearing down on him I heard him let out a whimper, I had him exactly where I wanted him.
"who is … your daughter" his voice hitched
"she was born to Mary Read a few days back" I struggled to say her name, but I made sure I looked nothing but menacing in front of this man.
"all children born here are taken to Havana and sorted from there" he swallowed hard "please don't kill me" I couldn't watch someone else die today so instead I delivered a blow to his abdomen and left him slumped on the ground.
Outside a group of the prisoners wait for my order "make sure all the prisoners are clear" I shout "then burn it to the ground!"