Assassin's Creed IV: Priceless Plunder

4. And All The Harm That E'er I've Done

OMG AN UPDATE. Finally!

You can yell at me as much as you want, I was slacking off and things were happening in life that made me rather... unmotivated.

*trying to keep A/N's as short as possible >_<* *utterly fails*

This is the chapter where it's shamefully obvious I need to study more when it comes to Pirate terms and slang, etc. ._. It's unedited as well, so I shall fix that soon~ ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own Assassin's Creed IV: Black Flag or anything of that matter. All rights reserved to Ubisoft.

[I do, however, own you, my servant. AHhahhHahahahaahhaHAHAHHAHAHA jk.]

Kingston was filled with British soldiers. Those heading towards the Jackdaw looked unusually suspicious, grim and impish expressions plastered on their faces. They were looking for trouble.

"Wait, Bellamy. Don't go yet. Follow me, please. I'm in need of your assistance." You frowned, disliking to have to ask more of you soon-to-be former quartermaster.

He nodded, staring at the soldiers as well. "Of course."

You glanced back at the docks and groaned. "Thanks for saving room for my ship, Edward," you said sarcastically.

"Are we just dropping anchor here then?"

You sighed. "I suppose so. No other choice but to."

"Men, at ease! No sail!"

Once your ship had slowed to the point where it was mainly only bobbing up and down, you stepped up to the swinging ropes, still rather annoyed that Edward took up nearly all the docking space.

You gripped the rope tightly and then forced yourself off of the platform. After a swift movement, you landed cleanly on the docks, barely making a sound. Bellamy on the other hand...

"Who's there?"

You sighed and gestured for him to crouch behind you, stacked crates blocking their view of you. Taking out a rum bottle, you emptied its contents into the sea, and took notice of the incoming guards. Carefully placing your shot, you tossed the glass so that it hit the ground far behind the guards.

The glass shattered into pieces, the raucous noise catching the attention of the cautious guards. One of the guards narrowed his eyes at the crates in front of you suspiciously, and then turned around along with the other guard to investigate the sound, although him a bit more reluctant.

'Still falling for the oldest trick in the book, are we now?' You thought, while grinning.

Out of the corner of your eye, you had sensed movement. You glanced back at your ship, to find it sailing away from land. At first you were utterly puzzled and almost became angered in fear of somebody stealing your ship, but then you had realized that one of your crew hands had taken the initiative in steering the Belladonna away to prevent suspicion from the guards.

After hushing Bellamy, you quietly rushed over to the Jackdaw, careful in making as little sound as possible, and told him to wait behind a few more crates. This part of your plan would be easier to achieve with just one person.

You jumped from the wooden docks to Edward's ship, grabbing onto whatever wood or material was available first. You secured your position and carefully peered over to see what was occurring on deck.

Nothing. Pure silence.

You vaulted yourself over onto the deck, and gestured for Bellamy to follow. After he crossed the gangplank with little problem, the first place you suspected was the Captain's Quarters. And sure enough, when you leaned the side of your head against the doors of the quarters, sounds were being heard. Definitely the sounds of conflict, too.