Chapter 8:

James jumped stood on the dock at Great Inagua and surveyed it for a moment from there. Edward and Anne stepped onto the deck behind him. "Well what do you think?" Edward asked, motioning to the manor. James looked up at it, and despite the mood he was in, he felt a grin spread across his face. "You've built quite a place here. Who have you left in charge?"

"There is no one in charge." Edward said. "The smaller the amount of rules you force upon people, the smaller the amount of crime. Sure every once in awhile something not too great will happen, but overall this is probably the most peaceful place you will ever find, besides the open ocean." James looked around at the place and pointed towards the tavern. "Does your family get free drinks?" He asked. He was in a serious need for a glass of rum. Edward laughed and nodded his head. "For awhile. But first, let me show you the manor." James and Anne followed close behind. James looked around him as they walked. Only a few places really caught his eye. The tavern, the brothel, and the bonfire on the beach, where he could see several drunken sailors chatting and having a good time.

"I will have to come back here soon." James said to Edward as they passed the brothel, James getting several seductive looks his way. Edward grabbed James's arm before he could stop and pulled him along. When they reached the manor, James stopped for just a moment to admire it, his hands resting on his hips. He followed Edward and Anne through the front doors and he looked around himself. "Now this is high living. You've done well here." He said. Edward nodded in agreement and pointed to one of the archways.

"There is a place for you to sleep in there. Make yourself comfortable, and when you have finished, meet me down at the tavern." He clapped James on the shoulder and stepped out. James walked into the room for him and looked at the bed for a moment before looking back to Anne. "Would you like to accompany me down at the tavern?" Anne rolled her eyes. "I was going to go there anyway James." James laughed and began to give himself a tour. When he came across the templar armor, wrapped around the skeleton hanging behind the cage he quirked an eyebrow at Anne and pointed to it.

"Edward hunted down the templars who had the key to this cage and took the keys from them. I can't recall ever seeing him wear it however." James opened the cage and felt the armor. He considered it a moment before shutting the cage. "Let us go get ourselves a drink." James said, attempting to wrap an arm around one of Anne's. When she pulled away, he chuckled. "You are only playing hard to get." He said.

James and Anne found Edward sitting at a table in the tavern with two bottle of rum. Without saying anything, James took one and took a large gulp, feeling the fiery liquid wash down his throat. He set the bottle back down on the table and sat across from Edward. "So what do you propose we do?" James asked, taking another drink of rum. Edward shrugged his shoulders. "I would suggest sailing for London, lying low and staying hidden, but I already know you want to avenge Ah Tabai."

"And stop that filth Louis Dalton. Who knows what psychotic plans he has for the brotherhood, if his plans turn out the way he hopes for them to." Edward quirked an eyebrow. "And you think you know of his plans?"

"Aye, I do."

"Care to enlighten us?" James put a hand to his forehead and furrowed his brows. "If there is one thing I know about Louis Dalton, it is that he is a power hungry dog. He's always been jealous of me, he joined the brotherhood long before I did, but I was able to surpass him in rank not too long after my initiation. I wouldn't doubt the possibility that this is his way of getting both power, and getting back at me for being the better of the two of us." James took a long pull from the rum. "And I'm beginning to consider the possibility of him being in allegiance with the templars."

Edward scratched at his beard and thought for a long time. "If we decide to go after Dalton, we're going to have a hard time. He now has the brotherhood at his disposal." James nodded in agreement. "We need to take care of Rogers first. I wouldn't be surprised if he's the one Dalton's been working with, if his allegiance to the templars is a for sure thing." James agreed with Edward once again. Edward looked back towards the Jackdaw. "I have an idea."

"And what is that?" Anne asked, holding her hand out for one of the bottle of rum. James handed his to her. "There might be one assassin still on our side." Edward said. Anne's eyes lit up with realization and James looked back and forth from the two of them. "Adéwalé." Edward and Anne said in unison. "Adé will help us for sure. Tomorrow I will set a course for Tulum, see if I can't find him. But I need the two of you to stay here. It would be safer if the smartest Kenway here went-and Anne, I need you to make sure he doesn't get into trouble." James opened his mouth to argue, but Edward stood and began to walk back to the manor. "I will set sail tomorrow, so I should get some rest. I'll make sure to say goodbye before leaving."

James grumbled to himself and gulped deeply from the rum. Anne chuckled and grabbed the other bottle. "You heard Edward, you'd better behave." James frowned and watched her walk down to the beach.

AN: Well, now the Kenway bros and Anne have some kind of plan to work off of. But is Edward going to be able to find Adéwalé at Tulum? How is James going to cope with not being able to get into any action (probably going to spend most of his time at the brothel)? Are James and Edward going to be able to track down Rogers and finally kill him? Well you'll just have to wait and see.

~Exangellion