She lives and dies by the assassin's brotherhood.
The birds swooped low. The clouds blocked the sun from view. Mary Jane was waiting for a plan to come from her brain. She had to admit, she was stuck. Redcoats blocked every entrance, gun in arms pacing the perimiter of the redcoat camp. She was stumped. Until she noticed a ongoing horsedrawn carriage, moving towards the camp.She snuck into the carriage and said to the people in the back. "Shh, dont say anything. I am here to help you." They gave her a slight nod. She noticed that the man driving the horses, was the Grandmaster of the Templars... Haytham Kenway.
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An Assassin's Weakness
FanfictionMary Jane Williams is always ready for anything life might throw her way. Unfortunately, she didn't prepare for this turn of events.
