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I hug Casey close to me. "Thank you," I whisper.

Casey hugs me back tightly. "Emma," she sobs in joy.

I pull back and Casey gasps. "Emma, your eyes!"

I run my hand under my left eye. "I know."

"What happened?" she asks.

I give a smile and before I can say something, Derek enters the tent. "Casey are you—." Derek chokes off as he sees me kneeling in front of Casey.

"She's fine," I smile gently.

Derek collapses onto the ground, shaking as he sobs. I look at my brother and walk over to him. "Derek?" I whisper. He pulls himself away from my touch.

"You're not real! You're a ghost!" he shouts.

I bite my lip. "Derek…I'm real. I came back."

Derek looks up at me, tears streaming down his face. "I'm sorry I scared you," I whisper as I hug him.

He hugs me back and sobs uncontrollably. I know that people can see three Assassins in here. I can hear them murmuring to one another. I let my brother go. "Mom and dad say hi."

Derek chuckles weakly as he wipes his eyes. "I thought that you were gone…for good."

"So did I. But every choice has a consequence."

Derek and Casey look at me. "I gave something up. Something that no one will ever know about."

Derek walks inside further into the tent and closes off my view of the outside world. "I have to go out there," I insist.

"But Emma—." Casey mutters.

I look at her. "Casey, all those ghosts…they're trapped here on this earth. They need to be freed. The Ones Who Came Before? We were their slaves! I need to do this!"

Derek looks at me. "Okay."

I take a deep breath as Derek and Casey walk out before me. I throw my hood up over my head as I hear them shout. "Make a path to the clearing!"

I walk forward and as the tent flaps part, I can hear gasps from everyone. I walk past without a second glance. When I enter the clearing again, I see Assassin and Templars dead. But the Templars have ghosts standing over them, looking at us…at the Assassins, at me. I turn my head back at the Order then return my gaze to the ghosts.

"You are free!" I shout to the golden ghosts.

The ghosts stare at me and nod. Their fists over their hearts. I watch in awe as they run in one direction, leap into the air, transform into a golden ghost of an eagle, then gain mass and muscle as they transform into bald eagles. The northern lights hang overhead as the sun rises as slow as the world turns. I see one eagle staring intently at me. Its golden eyes a reminder. I nod at it.

"Thank you…" I smile at the eagle.

The eagle flies towards me and playfully nips my finger then flies off with the rest and I smile. Casey walks up behind me and stares at the sight. "The Templars were…ghosts?" she asks.

I shake my head. "No. The Assassins that Abstergo used were trapped in the Templar Agents mind. When the light went over head…it was a signal for the Assassin spirits to retaliate. The Assassins literally killed the Templar Order."

"Who was the eagle staring at you?" Casey murmurs.

I smirk. "An old friend."

Casey looks at me. "So…is it over?"

I take a deep breath, marveling in the feeling. "It's never over Casey. But I get what you mean. The war is over. We won."

The Assassins behind me cheer and I turn to see Joel walking towards me. He takes his hood off and I take mine off. He cups my face in his hands and stares into my eyes. "They're…brown."

"Sacrifices must be made," I smile as I activate my Eagle Sense and my eyes return to gold.

"I don't care," he smiles as he kisses me with a passion that could've set the world on fire and I wouldn't have noticed.

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