Chapter 6:

Edward stood quietly on the forecastle of the Jackdaw, looking in the general direction of London. His thoughts were once again on his wife, and Haytham and Jenny. He wondered if they were okay, faring well without him there. It had tore at his heart to know that he would be once again be away from his children. Edward pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"Edward!" Edward looked towards the stairs to see Anne Bonny climbing up steadily. "Good morning Anne. Have you seen James this morning?" Anne pointed back down the stairs with her thumbs. "Still sleepin' away. Could barely sleep with all his snoring." Edward laughed. "Go wake him up, tell him Rogers will be here soon. And do not be gentle about waking him, otherwise he'll take too long." Anne nodded her head and began back down the stairs and went below deck.

She found James lying in a hammock, his legs crossed. One arm rested behind his head, the other lay on his stomach. His mouth hung open and he snored loudly. Anne didn't say anything, just walked over to James's hammock, put both hands on his side and gave him a good, hard shove. He rolled off of the hammock and slammed onto the floor. "Jaysus...What the hell Anne?"

"Edward wants you up on the forecastle. Rogers is going to be here soon. Hurry on up James." Then she was walking away. James shook his head and clambered to his feet, stretching and popping his back. He adjusted his outfit and grabbed all of his weapons before going up to the forecastle. He found Edward and Anne up there, Edward with his spyglass, staring out at the open ocean. "I think I've spotted our ship. We had better report this to Rhona before making any kind of attack on him." He said to James when he had reached his side.

"Rhona said he would be at the fort around noontime today. We can report Roger's presence to Rhona, come up with a quick plan of attack and be at the fort to kill Rogers all before he is even able to meet with anyone." James said. "My thoughts exactly." Replied Edward. He handed his spyglass to Anne. "I want you to keep watch on Roger's ship. We will stop by here to get you before we head to the fort. Who knows, we might need your help in upcoming events." Anne nodded her head and watched James and Edward move off together, heading quickly for the bureau.

Rhona stood outside the bureau, stacking kegs of gunpowder. "What is going on here?" Edward asked when they approached her. She motioned to the kegs. "We are getting defenses ready, in case Rogers decides to send his templars after us. We will not be taken by surprise like last time." James nodded. "Smart thinking. Since we are on the subject of Mr. Rogers, I think it would be proper of me and Edward to inform you that we have spotted his ship making it's way towards the harbor." Rhona nodded. "He is precisely on time. If I were you boys I would think up a plan and fast. If you want to catch Rogers you had better be smart about it. He is more cautious of his enemies since Edward's failed attempt at his life."

Edward and James stepped inside and they began to mull over plans. It only took them roughly ten minutes to come up with something that might be of good use for them. They would have Anne cause some kind of distraction at the front gate of the fort just after Rogers arrived at the fort. Edward and James would infiltrate opposite sides of the fort and clear a path to Rogers, also helping Anne in the process. Then James and Edward would confront Rogers, ending his life for good.

They quickly met up with Anne at the Jackdaw and informed her of the roll she was to play in their plan.

"And you are sure this will work?" She asked as they moved through the streets of Havana. "Well, we are mostly sure." James said. "We did not exactly have a whole lot of time to think it out. This is the best we have." Anne rolled her eyes. "That is assuring."

When the three of them reached the fort. Edward pointed towards the four guards standing in front of the portcullis. "Do you think you can handle those men?" Anne gave him a smirk. "What do you think Edward." Edward smiled and clapped her on the shoulder. "Once you have them taken care of, get inside the fort as quietly as you can. James and I will be attempting to weaken the templars forces before facing Rogers himself. The less men we have to deal with, the better." Anne nodded one last time and she moved into action.

Edward and James watched as she hurried over to the guards, landing a punch right in one of their faces. They didn't have to stand around and watch as the fight quickly began to unfold. The two brothers quickly pulled their hoods onto their heads before sprinting for the fort. The guards that had been standing by the portcullis had been too busy trying to keep Anne's blade away from their flesh to notice the other assassins as they began to scale opposite walls.

James entered the fort through a window and crouched behind a table. Near the door were two guards, lost in a conversation. They were too distracted by each other's words to notice the presence of the assassin creeping towards them. James stepped in between them and before they could react, he slammed the palm of each hand into their faces, flicking his wrists and engaging his hidden blades at the same time. Their blood splattered onto his armor. James threw his arms forward, letting the bodies thump onto the floor before retracting his blades and creeping along the walkway above the courtyard below. From where he was, he could hear the voice of Rogers as he spoke with some of the guards, completely oblivious to the two assassins moving ever closer, and the woman outside fighting four of his men. James wondered how Rogers had survived as long as he had.

James crept along the walkway, activating his eagle vision and staring down at Woods Rogers. Rogers stood across from three extremely tall guards, all carrying heavy battle axes. As James crept along the walkway, he heard Edward drop down beside him and looked over to see him with several blood splatters on his clothes as well. James motioned with his head towards the courtyard. Edward nodded his head and blinked several times, an electric blue ring forming around his usually blue eyes.

"We have him Edward." Edward nodded his head and pointed to the open space above the courtyard. James looked over there. Hanging above the courtyard were two or three sets of rope were strung across. James wondered why they would even be there. But he knew what his brother meant, and without speaking the two of them jumped onto the ropes, ignoring the unstable feeling they gave when you walked along them, and slowly began to creep above their target.

James stopped moving when he was situated above them. He deactivated his eagle vision and stared down at Rogers. His blood began to pump and he felt a very strong excitement creep into him, not unlike desire. Edward stopped right beside him. "On the count of three lad." James nodded his head. "One...two...three!" James jumped off of the rope and went plummeting down. He engaged his hidden blade, preparing to sink it into Roger's throat.

But the son of a bitch turned and saw him just at the right moment. Rogers jumped out of the way just in time as James came crashing into the ground in a crouched position. "Goddamnit!" He yelled. He heard Edward slam into one of the brute guards next to James, killing him. "Rogers!" James straightened and set into a wild sprint running quickly after Rogers. As James ran, he felt himself become amazed at just how fast Rogers could run. James did his best to catch him, weaving through crowds and cutting over buildings.

It wasn't long before he was chasing Rogers over the planks of the harbor. He could see Roger's ship in sight. As they neared the ship, James noticed that Roger's crew were standing at the ready, prepared to set sail at the drop of a hat. Roger's jumped onto his ship (a frigate) and James could hear him shout "Get us going, fast!" James made it to the end of the boardwalk where Roger's ship had been docked just as it moved away into the water.

James turned, intending to run to the Storm and give chase, when he felt someone's arms stop him. It was Edward. "We cannot afford to be rash. We need to go back to the bureau."

AN: Well, it looks like Woods Rogers has escaped death yet again. He seemed more than prepared for a sudden attempt on his life. Does that seem fishy to you? Because it seems fishy to me and I think it seems fishy to the Kenway brothers. Well, we'll probably find out more during the next chapter. I will see y'all then.

~Exangellion