Revenge (Book 3 in the Rise Trilogy)

A Flash From the Future, a Surprise, and Texting Words

Hello once again for the third time audience! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I never thought I would get this far. I have wanted to write this book since March of last year when I started playing Assassin's Creed 3. This is gonna be huge! I advise if you have not read Rise or Revolution that you do, because there is a lot in here that will tie into everything in the other books. Anyways, here is the book you have all been waiting for, Revenge:

Revenge

A Flash From the Future, a Surprise, and Texting Words

This is not happening. I am not about to die. I did not just alter the entire course of history. I did not just get shot with a freaking bullet. And I am not about to let them say goodbye. But of course... I am...

"Come on, can't this thing go any faster?!" Haytham yells from somewhere above me. Or at least I think from somewhere above me.

"We are going as fast as we can, father," Connor bites back just as fierce and angry as Haytham. His voice sounds far away and I can't seem to remember where we are.

My vision is blurry. Every part of my body feels numb all over but I keep feeling this intense pain in my middle section. I try to move to feel it with my hands, but I can't seem to lift my arms at all. I feel this weird hot sticky substance under my fingers which rest on the hard wooden ground I lay on that are on either side of my body. All the sights and sounds around me are melting into one big puddle in my throbbing head and I keep hearing shouting voices and this loud roaring sound I recognize but can't remember where from.

"Oh, shit," I hear Haytham's voice again, but this time it is much more clear. There's suddenly a surging pain that runs through my body that comes from my middle section again. I want to scream and I have the feeling someone is trying to stop the flow of the hot sticky liquid from continuing to come out. "Dammit, Riley!" I hear Haytham shout at me again. "You can't die! Don't you dare bloody leave us! You brought this back together! Don't you even think about letting go!" I think Haytham is crying or really sobbing over me but I can't tell because his face and everything about him is too blurry for me to be sure. I want to come out of this shock stage that I'm stuck in, but there seems to be no escape.

I try to focus on my surroundings instead of the gaping hole in my stomach. I smell the familiar scent of salt in the air and there's a strong wind that blows around me and a fresh spray of sea water splashes over me and I finally realize we must be back on the Aquila. My surroundings slowly begin to soothe me. You know, I could do it. I could just let go and let the rocking of the ship move me to sleep. I would die happy. I only hope Connor and Haytham...

"Come on, pick her up," A voice suddenly says above me. My hope of dying at sea vanishes when I feel strong arms carefully lift me from where I lay on the upper deck. They jostle me around causing more pain to my middle and I hear the breath of who carries me which is rough and their heartbeat is abnormally high.

I'm able to turn my head slightly and I smell the familiar sweet, woodsy scent of Connor and quickly realize it's him carrying me to wherever we are going.

"Hurry, Connor! She doesn't have much time!" I hear Haytham's scared and urgent voice again. "Which way is the manor?"

"Take a left ahead," Connor says quickly to Haytham. I then realize we made it back to the homestead. The feeling of Connor's deep chest that rumbles as he speaks calms me a bit.

Then, the moment comes too quickly; the three of us are bursting through the doors of the manor. The shouting and lots of quick movements only increase once we're inside. I can faintly hear Connor and Haytham shouting which is now joined by another male and a female voice.