Assassin's Creed III : The Ghost Secrets

Chapter 28: Ghosts of the Lost Colony

Hey guys. What's popping. My friend asked me to write a chapter involving the Lost Colony of Roanoke Island. Oooooo. Roanoke has been an unsolved mystery for centuries. So let's see what the Assassins will find when they go there. Enjoy y'all. Peace.

1781- The Aquila sailed through a foggy mist down the North American Coast. The waves were dark and black. They were just off the coasts of the North Carolina Colony. Connor was steering the ship. Mr. Faulkner came and said to him, "Uuuuuugggghh. Roanoke. A desolate and forsaken island. Cursed by the ghosts of the first British colonists and hell bound if you ask me. The island was once home to the Secoton Indians, I believe. It was also plundered by one of your grandfather's friends. Captain Edward Teach, or as others would call him, Blackbeard. Aye. This could be quite the discovery, Captain. I've been to Roanoke, myself, but when I last went, the place scared the heavens out of me. I dared never to return to such a place until now. What were your intentions again on going there, Captain? The pirate Ghost, or something else?"
   "A murder, Mr. Faulkner. We are on a murder chase. We are also on a quest to find the treasure chests that our victim documented down in his book." The old first mate exclaimed, "So it is a pirate quest! Haha! I knew it! You couldn't stand two hours not following in your grandfather's footsteps. Hunting for gold. Endless gold. Pillaging, plundering ships, and buccaneering. All the qualities of a true pirate. You have been branded before, Captain. We all have been branded as pirates before. There's no denying it." Connor rolled his eyes, despite the fact that Faulkner was telling the truth. The Assassin replied, "I tend to think of myself as a man to serve others, not as a self-server."
   Faulkner scoffed, "You stereotype the term, and fact of piracy." "Oh really?" piped Connor. "Aye," declared Faulkner, "Sure, to be a pirate is to be a wanted thief on the high seas. But the fact is, that all real, true, and valuable pirates, have something behind them to back up their reason. A family, a job, a war, a poverty line, or an imprisonment. All these concepts. A true Jack-tar is a man of quality. You, Captain, are too, a man of quality. You were born in the village of the Mohawk Injen Tribe. Your father, a deserter. Your mother raised you in the ways of the Injens, yet you ventured to the shores a lot, wondering about the seas, correct. Then, when you were older, you became an Assassin yourself, like your grandfather, Edward Kenway, who was in fact, a pirate. You then, got branded a pirate by enemies and you defeated them during the Revolution. You are still doing that. So, Captain Kenway, tell me, how is it you are not a pirate at heart?" Connor didn't know how to respond. Faulkner nodded. Connor got agitated, but let it slide and stayed silent.
The air was humid. Then Connor knew that they were close. He looked up at the top of the masts. Sea gulls began flying over his flag and then one of the crew members shouted, "Land ho!" Connor looked and out of the fog he could make out a darker mass over the grey horizon. It was land. The Assassin didn't know what to expect when he'd get there. He thought to himself, "Perhaps Carter's murderer will still be here. The evidence that Eva and I found at the Town Hall building showed that the murderer was a Templar. That makes sense, due to the fact that the Templar's do murder people just to get their way. Interesting. Assassins do to. But for a real purpose."
Connor sailed up to the shallows and anchored the Aquila. Then the crew brought down the longboats. The waves were everywhere. A strong wind blew constantly through the trees up ahead. Eva, Connor, Israel, and Mr. Faulkner went into the boats and went ashore. They pulled up and got out of the boats. Connor looked around from under his hood. Connor took out the book that Carter had and looked at the map of where the treasure was. The treasure was shown to be by a tree and a stone which were by an Indian village. The nearby Native Americans were the Secotan Indians. Eva came up to Connor and said, "Where are we going now, Connor?" The Assassin looked back at Eva and replied, "We will go more inland. The Templar must have also been a privateer. He is working for the Ghost." So then they followed the way the map showed them.
The sand kicked up through their shoes as they walked and looked around. They went into the tree line which was thick and full of trees. Faulkner cursed at the vegetation around him, for it was getting around his feet and the mosquitos were biting him. "These mosquitos are worse than sharks, Cap'n," stated Faulkner. "Relax yourself," responded the Assassin, "the Templar is nearby. I can feel it."
Israel stopped and looked down into the dirt. He saw a leather pouch. He opened it up and inside was a card. The card had the face of a clown on it. Inscribed under the clown was written, "Ye be warned, by the Ghost's curse, thy final warning through this purse." Connor went up to Israel who showed it to him. Connor did not like the warning. Yet they kept on moving. That is when they reached the spot where the chest was.
By a tree, through some grass, lay a wooden chest with a lock on it. Connor took out the Templar key and twisted it in the lock. The lock opened and so did the chest. Faulkner was especially eager to see what was inside. Inside of the chest were gold coins and documents of correspondence. This was part of the treasure that the Ghost was looking for. The map showed a second chest location. This chest would be next to an Indian marked stone. So they went in the direction after collecting the treasure.
Eva began to worry about going deeper into the woods. Pirates never ventured this far inland unless the land was an island. She said to Connor who walked determinedly, "Connor. This is pretty far into the woods. I thought we were looking for a treasure chest. Not El Dorado." Connor said back to her," I intend on finding the treasure. It is located farther inland. That is why we are going so far. Do not be surprised if this does not turn out as easy. I also intend on killing the Templar who killed Carter." Eva said, "Okay then. But at least kill the Templar." Connor laughed at her. She was funny at times to him.
They saw a huge stone up ahead of them. It had markings and carvings into it. Made by Native Americans. These were made specifically by the Secotan Indians of Roanoke Island. Israel asked, "What is this, brother? A pirate code?" Faulkner answered, "More like your typical land lubber. An Injen stone." Israel replied with curiosity, "So, it is yet again, the doing of the Arawak tribe?" "No," answered Connor who now was examining the stone, "It is the work of Secotan, who are native to here."
   Then, they looked around. Connor used his Eagle Vision. A golden gleam came from out of the plants to the left. As the Assassin went closer, he saw that it was the chest. "I have found it," Connor declared to them. They came to him as he took the Templar key and opened up the rusty old lock on the chest. It creaked as it unlocked. Then the Assassin opened the pirate chest. Inside was, again, gold items and coins, and documentations. So this was what the Templar was seeking. Well the Assassins got it first.