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Accidents | Shay Patrick Cormac

You were a complete idiot.

Being a Templar like Shay, he had asked you to go on a mission with him that had something to do with the Precursor Box and Manuscript in the North Atlantic. You and Shay hadn't been friends for very long, Haytham had actually introduced you two when he switched from being an Assassin to a Templar. You were a little nervous around him, still not accustomed to having a former assassin around. You had bet that he was a spy, sent by Achilles to get information on Haytham and the Templars. But after he joined, you and Shay became close and he calmed your nervous thoughts about him being a spy. You talked all the time and got to know the real him, and he told you about Lisbon and how he could never let someone like Achilles have that much power over the world. You always knew Achilles was a little batty, but you never would have guessed he would sacrifice millions of people's lives for a precursor artifact.

Since being on Shay's ship, you had neglected to inform the crew of the Morrigan that you actually couldn't swim. Shay was currently at the helm, maneuvering the ship around rocks and small islands. Still a few hours out from your destination, you sighed and adjusted yourself on the wooden barrel you were sitting on. It was a bit uncomfortable, but you managed, even though you kept trying to adjust yourself to find a comfortable position. You loved to be up on deck, the icy wind blowing through your hair and your Templar robes keeping you warm. Finally deciding to just get up, you did exactly that and walked over to the opposite side of the Morrigan. Your hands were placed on the cold wood railing, and you looked out upon the vast ocean laid out before you. 'That water has to be freezing cold,' you thought, thinking about what would happen if you fell into the water.

Taking a bit of a risk, you stepped up onto the side and tightly gripped the rope ladder that led up to the foremast. It was a little bit more windy, and without a hood, your ears and cheeks became a little red at the drop in temperature. You had never stood on the side, Shay had always said it was dangerous and it was one of his "rules" but you didn't really care at the moment. Eh, he would get over it. The view was gorgeous once you had your footing and a good grip on the rope. The ocean was different shades of blue, the sun shining off the surface made it look like the ocean was winking at you. Small islands and big rocks covered in snow and ice were scattered across the landscape, and you could have swore you were looking at a painting instead of the North Atlantic.

Shay saw what you were doing, and was a little nervous about you standing up on the side, and took the opportunity and admired you from afar. He had to give himself a big pep talk to even ask you on this mission in the first place. He came to the conclusion that you were his best friend, and that you wouldn't mind coming with him at all. And you didn't, and Shay was grateful for that. "Gist, take the wheel." Shay muttered to his always ecstatic friend, before pulling his robes a little bit closer to him to keep out the cold and walked down the stairs. Gist proudly accepted with a wide smile and took the wheel. You heard Shay's footsteps from behind you, and smiled down at him as he approached you. "How's the view?" He asked, and you returned your gaze to the wide open ocean before you. "Absolutely breathtaking." You told him, your eyes sparkling with adoration since you always had a thing for nature. Gist apparently wasn't paying attention and was chatting to a crew member, and a random man yelled out. "Rocks dead ahead!" Shay's mood changed from happy and carefree, to concerned and frantic in a matter of seconds. He whirled around and ran up the stairs, but he couldn't reach the helm in time to take evasive maneuvers. Since Shay didn't get there fast enough, that meant Gist had to do something quick and make a decision before he ran us into the rocks. Gist spun the wheel of the Morrigan all the way to the left, and you weren't prepared for the sudden turn. Your hand was jerked from its hold on the rope, and you lost your balance and screamed "Shay!" and fell to the icy waters below.

Shay heard a feminine scream and turned around right at the time you fell, and scrambled to the side of the ship, almost tripping down the stairs in the process. You tried to scratch and claw your way to the surface, and you succeeded for a few seconds to grab some air before the ice cold water filled your lungs as you went back underwater. Shay just stared at your sinking figure for a few minutes. Why wasn't she swimming back up? "She can't swim," he muttered to himself, finally putting the pieces together. "Oh god, she can't swim!" His voice grew louder by the end of his sentence, and his mind was racing as he tried to get Gist to turn the boat around as fast as he could. Your eyes were closed as a sudden peace overwhelmed your entire figure. All you saw was darkness, wondering if this was death come to take you in a sweet embrace. 'I passed out, I think' you told yourself, but couldn't find it in you to wake up and swim to the surface for air, you were going to drown. Your eyes cracked open slightly at the sound of rushing water, and you saw a figure swimming down towards you before your eyes welcomed the darkness and closed permanently.