For the past few days I have been helping around the house, chatting with Ellen and Maria as Ellen was making adjustments to the clothes she made for me. I also did learn of how Connor saved them from her drunken husband. It was kind of him to do so. I also met the other residents on the homestead along with caring for Hunter.
Today Connor and I were in the hidden basement, I was studying the pictures as Connor was practicing on the dummy.
"Connor, Keira? Spare a moment?" I turned around and walked over to where Connor and Achilles was standing and examined the weapon.
"Have a look." Achilles handed it over to Connor.
"What is it?" asked Connor.
"A Sheng Bao, or rope dart if you prefer." Connor began to swing the rope dart dangerously fast.
One of the many plans given to us by a Chinese assassin named Shao Jun to-." With a loud thwack Connor had successfully lodged the dart into the wall. I couldn't help but let out a small quiet laugh as Achilles opened his mouth to speak.
"Sorry" Connor said, the color rising to his cheeks rapidly.
"We'll have to work on this." I dislodged the rope dart and examined it further before we heard frantic knocking on the door. I looked at the rope dart and started swinging it until I released it and it landed on the picture of my father. I dislodged it from the painting and headed upstairs.
"Connor, I want you to take Keira with you. She will be able to help." Achilles told him. I looked to Achilles then to Connor.
Then Connor's friend handed him a hatchet and he lodged it in the pillar.
"What have you done?!" Achilles exclaimed.
"When my people go to war, a hatchet is buried into a post to signify its start. When the threat has ended, the hatchet is removed." He looked to Achilles.
"There are many trees in the area, you could of used." I looked at him before he looked to me.
"I will explain along the way." Connor told me before he went to go get the horses. Hunter barked as I was getting on Patches. I waved to him and Achilles as we rode off to meet Sam Adams.
"So that day that Sam Adams was out he helped you remain low key?" I asked him.
"He did, I suppose you learned of the techniques when you went to live with him." He looked at me.
"I did and I told Achilles all of my adventures in Boston." I smiled at Connor.
"What did you do in Boston?" He asked me.
"I tried to dig up information on someone and I did cause a havoc here and there but it was all in good fun." I told him as I started to reminisce the good times I had.
"For a woman you like to get into trouble." Connor stated.
"I don't always enjoy all the trouble I get in. I did stay with Sam and that meant being reprimanded once in a while." I informed him as I was enjoying the cool air.
"So you made a promise to your people to protect them?" I asked him.
"I did and now William Johnson is taking the land." He told me before he started telling me what happened as we traveled to Boston.
As we entered Boston, it was the same as it was when I left. When I first saw sight of Sam I dismounted my horse immediately. "Sam!" I called. I saw him turn around and smile at me.
"Keira, how nice it is to see you and Connor again. What brings you here?" He questioned both of us.
"You." Connor stated.
"Would you excuse us fellows?" He pulled Connor away as he broke away from his previous conversation.
"Now, Connor we have much to discuss." He started before I tuned them out. I thought that I didn't need to know it so I looked around for anyone that resembled a Templar or my father. I was then startled by yelling when I heard a French man shout,
" Hey, it's my home no matter what you thieves called 'taxmen' say! If the gumps in Parliament, who want my property, you tell them to sail across the pond and take it themselves!" He shouted in a thick French accent
"It's not open for discussion! Now open this door or these men will break it down!"
" Bollocks! We're coming in!" A redcoat used the butt of his bayonet and rammed it into the window. The Frenchman poured what looked disgustingly close to piss then come down and tackled the taxman.
"I trust the mounting evidence is proof enough, Connor." Sam told him.
"Go on, I will meet you at our destination." He urges him.
"Bring Keira with you." He instructed Sam. I looked at Connor and glared at him. "I am capable of helping. I didn't train to be an assassin for the fun." I grumbled before I unseated my hidden blade and ran up to the first red coat and stabbed him in the back.
The next guy ran after me and I dodged his attack but tripped on my dress. I cursed the length and dodged the next attack before I stabbed him in the throat. I wasn't paying attention to Connor nor the French guy as I was focusing on the men coming after me. As I was going to attack the next man I tripped and fell back due to the dress. I focused my blade on the dress before I noticed a sword to my throat.
"What a pretty little girl. Too bad that-" he was cut off before Connor killed him.
"Thank you." I smiled before he helped me up. Connor walked over to the man with me not far behind him.
"Justice for once. I dare the Governor to send more!" The man exclaimed.
"You alright?" Connor asked.
"I'm fine. It's not my first dance. For all their teeth and claws these little foxes, they fight like puppies. Thank you my friend, I would buy you an ale, but I am expected somewhere else." And with that the man ran in the other direction. I looked to Connor as the people around us were in shock.
"I think I did a good job of helping." I looked at him as he looked down to my partially ripped skirt. I shrugged as I walked off to the direction where we had to meet Sam.
"Connor! Keira! I'd like you to meet some like-minded friends. The owner of this fine establishment, William Molineux and the manager and chef of his newest venure, Stephane Chapheau." Greeted Sam. I saw the same Frenchman that we had just defended.
"Ah, We just had a ball with some Redcoats enforcing some taxmen outside my home!" Stephane said.
"Keira, what happened to your dress?" Sam asked.
"I tried to rip it to fight better." I looked at him before I took a seat.
"What a brave girl, though I think I have heard stories of you from Sam. You have a pretty handful." Stephane gestured to me before he told Connor his thoughts. Him and I both blushed a little before the conversation went back on track.
"The collectors grow bolder and more forceful. Something we must address, Samuel." The man named William said.
"Then let us raise a banner. Something to let the people know that they are not alone. The docks are an angry place of late, protesters picketing the latest shipments of British tea. The eyes of the city are upon that stage..."
"A Bostonian without his tea is a dangerous beast!" Stephane said eagerly.
"William Johnson is smuggling the tea off the ships - one of his men tried to sell me this." William dropped what looked like a plain white teabag on the table. "A sample of what I refused, but it's from those ships - no mistaking the stamp. He's charging a King's ransom, must be he's making a mint off those who buy it."
"Where is he now?" Connor asked.
"I've never met the man."
"May I ask why you seek him, Connor?" Sam asked
"He intends to purchase the land upon which my village stands without the consent of my people."
No doubt the revenue from his little smuggling endeavor is financing the acquisition. A tax enforced on tea grants a boon to smugglers. I'll wager the same men who levy the taxes are selling the tea. A stage requires a spectacle and I may know the play. Connor, head back to the docks and see to the destruction of the tea. If you should need us return here." Sam said.
"Keira, put on these. A lady should not go out looking like that." Stephane said as he handed me a shirt and trousers. Sam handed me a hat.
"You may change in the room back here." Stephane gestured before I quickly changed into the borrowed clothes.
"Thank you." I thanked them before we left.
As we exited the tavern Connor nonchalantly bumped into a man carrying a huge box,"Pardon me."
"Aw come on mate!" Said the man. Connor instantly turned around and stared at the man. His eyes flickered to spilled teabags lying on floor. The same plain white fabric covered the tea. The man, who must have been afraid of Connor, took of down the rode and we continued our way.
When we arrived to the docks I looked around trying to spot the tea bags.
"What will we do now?" I asked him.
"Destroy the shipment with bomb," he handed me some before continuing"if you see any men carrying crates just tackle them." He instructed. I nodded before running off. "Try not to get into trouble!" He called. I smiled to myself as that was going to be highly unlikely.
I quickly dove into the water and swam over to a crate and waited for the guards to walk off. I got up and quickly armed the bomb before jumping back in and swimming away. I looked over to Connor to see that he was arming the last crate so I just got out and walked around the streets before I found a guy with a crate. I looked down before running into him, making him drop the crate. "Oy! Watch it!" He yelled at me as I ran off to the next person. The next guy with the crate was on the other side of Boston. After he was taken care of him I figured that I had to find Connor. I climbed up to the nearest rooftop and started jumping from roof to roof. Though I ended up in an redcoat lookout.
"What are you doing here? Get down!" He demanded of me.
"Oh sorry I was just looking for a romantic spot to spend time with my wife." I cheekily smiled at him trying to act like a man. He peered under my hat and flicked it off.
"Look what we got here, a cross dressing woman." He smiled. I quickly grabbed my hat before he could do anything to me except send the guards after me. I was running in between the streets before I found a suitable well to hide in. After a few minutes I went searching for Connor. When I found him, I had witnessed Stephane kill a guy.
"What happened?" I asked.
"The British stole his things." He told me. I looked to Stephane with sympathy as it was a terrible thing to do but it was only a small moment that he nor Connor noticed.
We headed back to meet up with William though Sam was no where to be found.
"What happens now?" Connor asked.
"We wait for the signal." William said.
"What signal?"
"This meeting can do nothing further to save the country." I heard a voice proclaim in the distance.
"That one." Connor and I followed William to where Sam was.
"Evening gentlemen... and lady. Shall we be off?"
"No." Connor said as he abruptly stopped.
"What's the matter?" Sam asked. Our entire group turned to face Connor as he spoke.
"I have spent today drawn from one bit of madness to another with nothing to show for it. Before I go any further, I would like to know exactly what it is you intend." His anger and hostility increased with every word he spoke.
"I had a fun time." I spoke but as I did so Connor looked to me and opened his mouth but closed it.
"Of course. First, we make our way to Nathaniel Bradlee's house to fetch the rest of our little group. Then it's on to Griffin's Wharf, where we board the ships and dump the tea. Simple as that."
"Simple seems a bit charitable." Retorted Connor
"Cheer up, Connor, for tonight we are all victors! The Sons of Liberty get to send a message to England and you rob William Johnson of his financing. Your village will be saved. I've an idea: why don't you lead the way? That should keep us out of any further trouble, am I right?" Sam gestured to his side as Connor walked in the front of the group. We made our way to the wharf as crates of tea were being loaded off the ships. Connor and I shrank against a wall as we surveyed the area.
"So what about all of the guards? I mean, give me a dress and I could be a distraction." I told them as I looked to them.
"That will be too risky." Sam turned down my idea.
"We need to turn the crowd's anger to our advantage." William whispered.
"Say the word Connor and I will make it so!" Said Stephane eagerly as he swung his butcher knife in the air.
"This way." Connor tugged on my sleeve then climbed the wall. I reluctantly followed closely behind. He was looking closely at the ships and cargo, as if planning an attack in his mind.
"We could dive under water and attack them from behind" He explained. "Or we could go the other direction…" He started to ramble so I tuned him out as I looked around the area.
"… Then we can eliminate the guards undetected." Connor finished.
"Or we could just walk on." I looked at him before I dropped down.
"Keira no!" He hissed as I was already making my way passed the guards but only running as they noticed me. I stabbed some as they came to attack me.
Connor soon joined us and we started dumping the tea but the red coats were interrupting us so we had to defend ourselves. I jumped in between boats, helping both Stephane and Sam. Though I almost got cut with a sword but Connor saved me.
This process of throwing the tea off and fending off the red coats until we noticed that all the tea was gone.
"Connor we saved the last one for you!" Stephane exclaimed. As I looked to him I was taken aback as I saw all of the blood.
He obviously saw the expression on my face.
"Bah! It is nothing compared to the victory we have tonight!" He exclaimed while he was brandishing his cleaver , which was also covered in blood. Connor took the last crate and it proudly in the air, as if it was a trophy. he walked to the side of the ship, eyeing three particular men standing in the crowd. I knew who they were since I saw the photos and met at least all of them at a point in time. William Johnson, Charles Lee and Benjamin Church. He held up the crate, and dropped it into the ocean. Though Charles Lee's gaze lingered on me for a time before redcoats arrived on the scene. Only there were more. It was as if the entire british army had arrived.
"It is best that we get out of here." Stephane suggested as we all ran away.
Once we were safe we went our safe ways.
"Should we stay at an inn?" I yawned.
"I think it is best due to your state." He looked at me.
"I am not tired." I looked at him as he rolled his eyes at me. All of a sudden he picked me up and cradled me in his arms. "Connor, let me down!" I demanded but he refused. I tried squirming but he held a firm grip.
"If you continue to squirm I will drop you." He looked at me. I grumbled again before I let him carry me to the closest inn.
Once we arrived inside Connor went to get us rooms. I took off my hat and let my hair flow, not caring who saw me dressed like this.
"Don't I know you?" A man came up to me and said.
"No." I answered. He lingered a bit before his eyes brightened.
"I know, your Thomas's girl!" He exclaimed. My eyes widened as I shushed him so no one would hear him.
"I am sorry sir but you are delusional." I looked at him.
"No, I remember seeing you with him. You aren't a girl who is easy to forget." He pointed his finger at me.
"I'm afraid that you are mistaken." I tried to walk away but he grabbed my arm.
"You are Hickey's girl. I bet he will e glad to find out how pretty his girl has gotten." He smiled at me in a sinister way.
"If you do that, you will suffer the consequences." I lowered my voice as I threatened the man.
"Is everything alright?" Connor asked as he joined us. I looked to the man before he let go of me.
"Everything is fine. This man just has mistaken me for someone else." I smiled at Connor as he nodded before leading me to my room.
"I will be the next room over. If you need anything just yell." He looked to me before walking off.
"I am capable of handling myself!" I reminded him as I laid down on the bed and went to sleep.
A/N: here is another chapter! If you guys didn't notice I tend to get lazy and I hate fighting scenes... I really do. I am glad you guys like it! I was having second thoughts of doing this fanfic and this has caused me to play the game again to get a sense of Connor's character because I don't think I am doing a good job...well! I hope I can set up a schedule of updating my fanfics! Love you guys! (Also Thursday there should be a poll for a almost finished fanfic on my page...if its not there by then welp, it ain't ever gunna happen! Jk~ happy reading!)