Summer 1762, New York City
Shay Cormac and Haytham Kenway were following a horse carriage through the bustling streets of New York. Two assassin thugs were driving the carriage. "What do you think they're planning Shay?" "Nothing good. They have been transporting something throughout the city for weeks according to our spies." "They will fall to our blades soon enough. Once we find out who's leading them now, I shall deal with him personally. It can't be Achilles anymore. That much is known." The carriage stopped in front of a factory of some kind. Shay and Haytham hid nearby and listened. However, the conversation between them didn't reveal anything useful. Suddenly Haytham stood up. "This is a waste of time. Actions speak louder than words. You will soon learn the meaning of that phrase." Haytham waited for the men to get inside, he then sprung forward and impaled the lonely guard outside with his sword from behind. "You will stay here Shay. I shall flush out their leader. Once that rat runs out you will catch him and make him talk." "Understood." Shay went into position just outside the doors and waited for Haytham to do his thing. For a long while it was quiet. Almost too quiet. But Shay trusted in the grand master completely. He knew that at this very moment, the grand master was sneaking inside the factory and silently taking out the guards. Finally Shay heard a scream. Somebody was running towards the door. "Shay moved and grabbed the runner as soon as he came out of the door. He pushed him against the door and held the hidden blade against his throat. The runner was Harold. "Well, we meet again. Jesus, what happened to your ear?" "None of your concern templar scum. Now let me go." "I don't think so. You will tell me what you're doing here or your other ear falls off too." "Allright fine. Fine. Just don't hurt me. I suffered enough already. We are transporting barrels of gunpowder all over the city. Our boss came to the conclusion that it's impossible to get rid of you templars through normal means. So we have been ordered to burn the city to the ground. New York will suffer for it yes, but we will be able to begin it from scratch without any templar influence."
"You bastards! Innocents will die because of you. I thought you learned something from Achilles. But no, you have to keep slaughtering more innocents." "Achilles doesn't even know we're doing this. He is merely an observer. The real control of the assassins is now in the hands of someone else. And he will destroy you." "How do I get to him? Answer me!" "Through my boss. A woman named Delaney Gagnon. She's the one who did this to me." "We will stop your plans. You can count on that." Shay proceeded to knock him out and reunited with Haytham. "Why didn't you kill him Shay?" "He is just a misguided fool. His heart has been poisoned with lies. He doesn't deserve to die because it's not his fault." "Fine. But now we must hurry. I'll gather as much men as we can. We will scatter around the city and make these powder kegs harmless." "Let's hope we can still save New York." Shay travelled to Lower Manhattan. There he found a huge pile of powder kegs on the rooftop of a building that was still under construction, with scaffoldings around it. He spotted a woman with a hooded robe on the rooftop too, giving orders to some men. "She must be Delaney Gagnon." Shay prepared his grenade launcher. He took some time to aim carefully. He then launched a grenade filled with poison gas right in the middle of them. The men were immediately affected by the poison and began attacking each other. But it didn't affect Gagnon. She turned and she had a scarf in front of her nose and mouth. "I'll send you to hell templar dog!" She screamed while taking aim at Shay with her bow. Shay rolled behind a chimney to avoid the arrow. Gagnon was fast. She was already on the same rooftop with Shay. Now she performed a backflip over the chimney and attempted to shoot Shay from above.
Shay reacted by dropping a smoke bomb before she could shoot. Thanks to this the arrow missed Shay, but not completely. It scratched his side while flying past him, causing a wound. It was only a minor wound but it felt extremely painful. Gagnon landed in front of Shay. Before she could shoot again, Shay launched himself at her and began to wrestle with her. Gagnon was a strong woman. She had clearly trained. Shay stole one of her arrows and stabbed her in the side with it. This caused Gagnon to lose her grip and her bow fell off the roof. Gagnon was wounded now too but she didn't care. She attacked Shay furiously like a wild animal, and their struggle moved on to the scaffoldings around the buildings. However, one scaffolding couldn't bear their combined weight. It collapsed below their feet, sending both of them falling several meters, still struggling with each other. Shay was able to grasp a rope hanging from the roof but Gagnon fell all the way down and broke her spine. Shay heard it crack like a dry stick. He climbed down. Gagnon was mortally wounded. Before passing away, she uttered some very important words. "The leader...you can find him...at the homestead..." Afterwards Shay met with Haytham again. New York was safe for now. The templars had neutralized all the assassin henchmen in the city and safely disposed of the powder kegs. Now one thing was certain. They had to strike a lethal blow to the assassin brotherhood. A strike that would break them completely and prevent them from doing any more harm. It was almost ironic. Shay would end his fight against the colonial assassins in the same place where it started years ago: The Davenport Homestead.