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		<title>The Darkest Hour</title>
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&lt;div&gt;{{Era|ACS}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Memory Infobox&lt;br /&gt;
|image = ACS The Darkest Hour 8.png&lt;br /&gt;
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|appearance = &#039;&#039;[[Assassin&#039;s Creed: Syndicate]]&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|type = &lt;br /&gt;
|fullsync = &amp;lt;small&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
*Use the generator to attract the spies.&amp;lt;/small&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|previous = &lt;br /&gt;
|next = [[The Apothecary Twins]]&lt;br /&gt;
|ancestor = Lydia Frye&lt;br /&gt;
|location = [[London]], [[United Kingdom]]&lt;br /&gt;
|date = 1916}}&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;The Darkest Hour&#039;&#039;&#039; was a virtual representation of one of [[Lydia Frye]]&#039;s genetic memories, relived by a [[Helix initiate]] through a glitch in the [[Helix|Helix Navigator]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Description==&lt;br /&gt;
The Initiate approached a rift in the Helix simulation, beckoned by a voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Dialogue==&lt;br /&gt;
[[Juno]] spoke to the Initiate.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Juno:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Come closer, [[cipher]].&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Perhaps we have met before. Perhaps not.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;You search for an [[Pieces of Eden|artifact]]. Let me show you the truth.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
[[Bishop]] intercepted the audio.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Bishop:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Initiate! Are you there? Your readings are going haywire! Abort! ... out! Yo ... ve to get ...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Juno:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Hello. In the past, you hunt for one of my artifacts. But I come to you today to speak of the future. Follow Lydia Frye. She will lead you to me.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia arrived in a room, investigating the house.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 1:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;What&#039;s the position of the second wave?&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;One hour away. At most.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia sabotaged the generator, causing the spies to approach and investigate.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Don&#039;t worry. It&#039;s just the generator acting up. I&#039;ll see to it.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia assassinated the spies and investigated the radio. However, soldiers lead by [[Winston Churchill]] arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 1&#039;&#039;&#039;: &#039;&#039;Stop right there!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;That&#039;s not very polite.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Even in these trying times, we must never forget the laws of common courtesy. Arms down. We appear to have been following the same trail, Miss Frye.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;I got here first.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Indeed, you are to be commended. I fear, however, that we have not wholly rooted out the evil in these vicinity.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;There&#039;s another radio.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:ACS The Darkest Hour 4.png|thumb|250px|Lydia being recruited to find the second radio]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill: &#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;&#039;Accompany me. If you would be so kind. That second device must be found, or new waves of zeppelins will soon blanket the heavens.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Short on soldiers, are we?&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;If you could put your considerable talents to good use at [[Tower Bridge]], you would have the thanks of a brave, but beleaguered nation.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;I would settle for the right to vote.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia agreed to help Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;We have word of further spies near Tower Bridge. If you can locate them, I have no doubt they&#039;ll have information on that second radio. Wherever these people are, trouble is sure to follow. Someone of your talents should have little difficulty in identifying them.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia set out to find information about the radio.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 1:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;There&#039;ll be nothing left of London at this rate.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Why isn&#039;t somebody stopping them?&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 1:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;This is just the start. Mark my words, the Germans will come marching down [[the Strand]] next.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;The world&#039;s gone mad! This isn&#039;t supposed to happen here!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 1:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Come on, we&#039;d best get off the streets.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia arrived at Tower Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 3:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Well, this is just dandy. There could be bombs falling from the sky and they go and close the bloody bridge.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 4:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Why won&#039;t they let us through? It&#039;s just a few cars.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 5:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;How did the accident happen? Someone told me they saw an explosion.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;The bridge is closed by order of the Captain. Car accident.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 3:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;You ask me, there&#039;s something fishy about this accident. Captain&#039;s acting strangely too.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 4:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Why don&#039;t we just move the vehicles out of the way? This new captain&#039;s got some funny ideas.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Names, dates... Ah, here&#039;s a mention of a radio. But where is it?&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia then investigated the docks.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 5:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;I spotted some new dock workers. We ought to keep an eye on them.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 6:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Don&#039;t like the look of those new chaps. They&#039;ll hire anyone these days.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 7:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;You&#039;d think they&#039;d let the old-hands like us take care of that cargo. It could blow up in their faces.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 8:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;I tried talking to those new workers. Rude bunch of buggers if you ask me.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Soldier 9:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;The new workers are moving the ammunition boxes, but all their paperwork is in order.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia then headed to a boat moored near Tower Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 3:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Our radios will have the zepps here any minute now. Chaos like you&#039;ve never seen before.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 4:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Just get the boat ready. Your &amp;quot;employer&amp;quot; will be coming down soon enough.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 6:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Untie me right now! That&#039;s my boat!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 4:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Keep quiet, you lot, or you&#039;ll end up in the river.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Civilian 6:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;You have no right to do this!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Let us go!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 5:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;You even know who we working for? They&#039;re a shady lot, but you can&#039;t argue with the pay.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;I&#039;m getting closer. The radio is close to the river, but I need more than this.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Clever. The radio is in the bridge itself. North Tower. I should drop by and say hello.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia traveled to the North Tower, avoiding searchlight beams and snipers, and eventually found the spies manning the second radio.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 6:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;I know what we&#039;ve been told, but this still don&#039;t sit right with me. London burning by our own hand...&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 7:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;You&#039;ve got to look at the bigger picture. Even now our influence is growing every day. Business has never been better.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 6:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;All I see is the smoke coming from our streets. What will there be left to rule over? A kingdom of ashes?&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Spy 7:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Have faith in the plan. Sometimes fields must burn before the soil become fertile.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:ACS The Darkest Hour 5.png|thumb|250px|Lydia reporting to Churchill]]&lt;br /&gt;
After killing the spies, she contacted Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;It is done, sir.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Let us postpone celebrations. One of the bloody blimps has broken through. Not to worry. I have a contingency plan.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia observed a boat with a mounted anti-aircraft gun approach her position, which she boarded.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew 1:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;The gun is yours. Mr. Churchill assures me you have operated one before.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Mr. Churchill is wrong. But I have pointed at things before.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;We won&#039;t damage the zeppelin from here, but we can shoot down their escorts!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew 1:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;They&#039;ll be falling from the skies in no time! Get ready to move!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Let&#039;s clear the skies of plane and let our boys take the Zeppelins!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
After shooting two waves of escort planes boarders arrived.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew 2:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Enemies on the way. Get ready for them!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Crew 1:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Look out! We&#039;re being boarded! Fight them off! In position and gun at the ready!&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia killed the boarders and destroyed more planes, leading to the destruction of the zeppelins. She met with Churchill as the flaming dirigible fell from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;A heartwarming sight, Miss Frye.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Your remarkably armed boat deserves a share of recognition.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill: &#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;One of my experimental projects when I was Lord of the Admiralty. I haven&#039;t always been a man of shadows.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
[[File:ACS The Darkest Hour 9.png|thumb|250px|Lydia and Churchill discussing the spy group]]&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;And I suppose this victory will thrust you back into the limelight.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;We may have struck a blow against the enemy, but London is still riddled with [[Germany|German]] agents. Currently, there&#039;s a new group, unlike anything I&#039;ve seen before. Theirs is a fanatical, almost religious, fervor.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Lydia:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;And you believe that I&#039;m the woman to flush them out.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Churchill:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Indeed. I dare not approach {{Wiki|H. H. Asquith|Mister Asquith}} without firmer evidence, but I believe they pose an immediate threat. If you can see to this, I give you my word that once I&#039;ve battled my way back into parliament, I shall see if something can&#039;t be done about your request. As you&#039;re aware, a vote can be far more lethal than a bullet or a blade.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
Juno intercepted the memory.&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;&#039;Juno:&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Once I walked the [[Earth]] as you do. I was born to the [[Illuminat]] caste in the city of [[Feyan City|Feyan]] in the year 2195 of the [[Isu Era]]. Now I travel the vast corridors of your machines, adrift here within [[the Grey]]. But I grow stronger. The world is nearly ready for my return. And so, I have summoned you to this [[World War I|war]]-torn simulation. To tell you a story. It is our story.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Outcome==&lt;br /&gt;
Lydia Frye agreed to aid Winston Churchill in his efforts against a new group of spies, gathering information and eliminating the plane escorts of the [[Templars|Templar]]-affiliated German zeppelin. In return, Churchill promised to consider Lydia&#039;s request regarding women&#039;s right to vote.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Trivia==&lt;br /&gt;
*The binary coded description translates to lydiawillleadyoutome; in proper construction: &amp;quot;Lydia will lead you to me&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Gallery==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;gallery captionalign=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; position=&amp;quot;center&amp;quot; spacing=&amp;quot;small&amp;quot; widths=&amp;quot;180&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
ACS The Darkest Hour 1.png|Lydia after subduing a spy&lt;br /&gt;
ACS The Darkest Hour 2.png|Lydia finding a Templar cross on a spy&#039;s body&lt;br /&gt;
ACS The Darkest Hour 3.png|Lydia being held at gunpoint by two soldiers&lt;br /&gt;
ACS The Darkest Hour 6.png|The zeppelin approaching&lt;br /&gt;
ACS The Darkest Hour 7.png|Churchill&#039;s men preparing the anti-aircraft gun&lt;br /&gt;
ACS The Darkest Hour 10.png|Churchill promising to support women&#039;s suffrage at Lydia&#039;s request&lt;br /&gt;
ACS The Darkest Hour 11.png|Juno appearing to the Initiate&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/gallery&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==References==&lt;br /&gt;
*&#039;&#039;[[Assassin&#039;s Creed: Syndicate]]&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
{{ACSMemories}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{DEFAULTSORT:Darkest Hour, The}}&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Memories of Lydia Frye]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Memories relived using the Helix Navigator]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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