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By mid afternoon he thought that no one would be coming, He had invited all of his best mates to his newly aquired cove for a small celebration after sinking a large slaver ship. He pouted in his office, sitting at that grand desk which would be fit for any king. He slammed his bottle of rum down and scratched furiously on the piece of parchment in front of him. To my dear mates who have the misfortune of calling me friends, How dare you not come to share this victory with me. Don't bother trying to find me because I'm leaving the Indies before you even receive this letter. Regards, Kenway Edward jumps at the voice, marking a sharp line t

Edward Kenway sat on top of the windmill in Kingston playing nervously with the cuff of his sleeve. The sun began to set and he knew Kidd would be there soon. He flicked his wrist blade out, checking his appearance in the reflection of the blade. He licked his fingers and pulled at his hair in an attempt to fix a piece of hair that was sticking up off his forehead. He flinched slightly when he hears the soft thump next to him, alerting him of his companion's arrival. "Wouldn't ya prefer meeting in a pub?" She mocks attempting at a welsh accent. What a wisecracker. He rolls his eyes but smiles, remember back on the last time the two met up on

***Anyone who has not played through Sequence 5, memory 3, will be exposed to minor spoilers***    "What are you playing with, Kenway?" says Mary, causing me to look up. I'm sitting around the bonfire at Pirate's Cove, toying with a trinket. Mary's back in her James Kidd disguise, but now that I know her secret I can't help but let my eyes trace the curves she's trying to hide. I'd like to say she's failing, but she's spent years wearing it and those curves are barely visible. Damn it. She takes a seat next to me at the now deserted fire. I wonder how long I've been here, staring into nothing. I toss her the locket I've been playing with. S

   "Oh Lord!" I say, rolling away from Mary. "If that's what I get for a heart felt speech I think I'm going to have to start composing sonnets." Mary gives a breathless laugh.    "You start writing sonnets and I'll need a more active imagination."    "So, tell me Kidd," I say, slowing regaining my wits, "have you a ship to captain at the moment?"    "Not at the moment, no. Though I am due to meet Anne Bonny and Calico Jack. Jack's got a new ship, the Revenge, that I'm eager to put through her paces."    "Calico Jack?" I say, sitting up and giving her an incredulous look. "The same Calico Jack Rackham that stole my ship and left me ma

Edward struggles with his feelings for James Kidd, who has another secret besides that whole Assassin thing. Takes place some undetermined time late in the Black Flag storyline. AU where Sequence 5/Memory 3 and Sequence 11/Memory 1 never happened. Captain Kenway had tried to tell himself this was not unusual. They were both Pirates, manning the same ship; it was only natural that they feel a certain Kinship. The lives of Pirates meant they had to stick close, for any man you didn't have Complete Trust in was hardly worth trusting at all. But it had gradually become clear to the Captain that he felt more than mere Kinship and Trust toward t

   "Ah, Kenway, you really aren't any good at this, are you?" asks Mary, laughing at me from beside the haystack. I want to groan in frustration. It is impossible to sneak up on this woman! Instead, I hook her around the waist and pull her into the haystack with me, kissing her as soon as she lands beside me. Mary Read has become my obsession.    "Of course I'm good at this," I say after releasing her lips. "I have been doing this for years, assassin training or no, and I've not been caught once."    "And yet I've managed to catch you every time. Why is that?" she asks, her eyes now sparkling with amusement.    "Two reasons," I say, pre