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==Chapter One - The Test==
===Discovery===
"Begin," the voice of the instructor ordered, waving his hand between the two trainees before him and stepping back off of the mat, observing them. They stood their a moment, dressed in the dark work-out attire of gym shorts and a muscle shirt, positioning themselves to strike.
<br>The first, a fair-haired blonde male, shot his arm forward toward the other's chest, thick knuckles flying toward his central cavity. The other arched back, staring as the fist flew over his curling form through his auburn glare. Held back on his hands, he used his dropping momentum to pull his legs up, wrapping them tightly around the now aimless blow. Hopping up with his arms, the boy twisted to his feet and brought the other to the floor, forcing his face hard into the mat.
<br>The boy yelped, unable to move in the fear his stressed joint would snap between his superior's knees. Isaac, from his dominating position, flashed a smile down at his foe, easily brushing the ebony locks from his sight-line. Eric, azure eyes clenched shut, lay pressed against the padding, completely pinned in the simple practice spar.
<br>"Yield," the examiner said to end the warm-up, pressing weakly against Isaac's chest to move him away from his defeated opponent. Leaning over, the training mentor assisted the boy to his feet, stepping back so that they could bow.
<br>"Every time, Morrow, every time you have something to counter whatever move I throw," Eric chuckled, lowering deeply in his form of honor.
<br>"Only for you, Williams, only for you," Isaac replied, a smile stretching his strong facial features as he bowed in return before raising to welcome the next opponent. Just as the next boy began to rise though, the mechanical doors slid apart, welcoming in the Transitions Director, who took trainees around to certain areas when necessary.
<br>"Isaac Morrow, Eric Williams, Alexander Rommel, Elizabeth Louis, Michaela Williams, and Cynthia Macklebee?" the formally clothed director asked, eyes searching around the room for the six individuals he called out.
<br>Each of the six glanced over to the man, already beginning their walk toward him for wherever they were going. Isaac, the last to reach the man, looked around at the others to see who he was going with. He new Eric and Alex well, both being his practice partners for physical and mental assignments respectively. He also knew the women by name, but not very much by who they were, other than the fact that they were all master hackers in the age-group.
<br>Turning around as if it were a scripted motion, the Director began walking, the six following closely. Isaac, who memorized the trails, quickly discovered where it was they were headed, not saying anything about it though.
<br>"Each of you are being tested for your next tier, exceeding the levels of your ordinary peers," the man said as he lead them forward. "For the next few days, you will each go through a series of computer-based tests concerning hacking, stealth, and problem management. You are not to speak to the others around you, nor your Mentors, who will be observing you."
<br>Following their arrival to the lab, each of them hastily spread out to their seats throughout the room, starting their consoles as they prepared for the next few hours. Isaac, sitting back, quickly typed the date at the head of his assignment, 9-01-01, reading over his instructions. He couldn't help but grin at the work he was told to do, not even caring about his test. There were better things he thought he could work on.
<br>Tabbing up a few programs, he clicked several keys in a way to act as if he were hacking them up to learn their properties and false secrets, while he was simultaneously altering the settings of the computer to make it seem he were working to one that was viewing the screen. When that was over, he decided it was time for a tour of a random site. Connecting to the internet, he typed several random letters into the search-bar, and clicked the first link.
<br>It was some pharmaceutical company, several advertisements and images plaguing the page's home-plate. Isaac wondered if any breakthroughs were in the making, so he worked around with his soft-wares and went to the employee page, which concluded in a huge pop-up concerning log-ins. Sliding the image back to his command-program, he suddenly began a wave of seemingly random letters and numbers, as well as orders and symbols.
<br>Another screen shot from the browser, walls of numerical coding blasting across the screen, Isaac had hit a firewall that within itself held several more firewalls. Huge protection that was poorly located and and obvious clue that something was hiding, something important to someone. Pulling out of the system, he searched through the page for the contact section, hoping to find a way to access the core. Digging through to the company's email network, Isaac began what he knew would take the next few days of his testing time.
<br>Pulling up several applications, he began to use them with a coding system to search for the main firewall's vulnerabilities, while simultaneously searching through the student databases for information regarding this 'Company'. When there was nothing left for the trainee's permission to know, which was a suprisingly small amount, Isaac fell back to altering the unsuccessful codes to assist his programs.
<br>A few days later, Isaac's connections found the system's weak point, updates flashing across his screen with a couple holes in the numerical data. Responding with a wall of commands and computer coding, he processed his way through the first wall of security, breaching to the next point. Working with his applications again, Isaac attempted to quickly pass over the next few barriers.
<br>On September 10, Isaac had finally reached the email's core database network, under an anonymous user that would trace back to the company themselves. For the next few hours, he surfed through the higher-ranked messages, and read through some of the written plans.
<br>This was obviously not a normal company of medicine, there were hundreds of mentions of religion and history, as well as several emails through the system regarding a 'plan'. Reading through some of the private messages and historical entries, the boy grew in his shock.
<br>'...it happens tomorrow.'
<br>'The democracy hangs by the thread of economy, the security to manage it all being its wall. Behind that, the leaders are nothing.'
<br>'...flights have been chartered in Logan Airport, Dulls International Airport, and Newark National Airport, you know where they are going.'
<br>'After the sweep, the Brotherhood will be too wide-spread to fight back, we will have them on a string.'
<br>Isaac, looked up at the wall, not daring to turn around but too dumbstruck to do anything for a few minutes. The last few messages had all concerned Democracy and flights, and after a run-through of all the acquired information, the flights chartered all left the next day, and the mentions of something occurring then were alarming. Isaac was unsure what to think about the 'sweep', but he had some idea of what to look for next.
<br>Whatever the sweep was, Isaac hadn't liked the idea, everything sounded too suspicious as a whole. Pulling back from his connection, a new screen was opened to access the several flight-plans for the next day. It was most presumed that the flights would be early, if the plan had to occur by tomorrow. Searching aimlessly through the records, the boy was distraught to learn that all of the seats had been occupied.
<br>Still unsure of what he should do, Isaac brushed the ebony hair from his eyes, in a hope that he could see something on the screen he hadn't before, to no avail. Going back to the previous screen, he began surfing through the files that had been sent through the servers, copying them under the code of the system to make it appear that the network was simply saving the information.
<br>Glancing over the maps and pages, Isaac attempted to find a way to stop the flights from leaving the port. He saw mentions of a Brotherhood that the company was irritated by, but that was his only lead. Just as he was going to commit himself to another search though, the Mentor of the room called out to the students.
<br>"Testing is over, return to your rooms."
===Passing Flame===
{{Quote|This crowd is a powder keg - we can't allow him to light the fuse.|Achilles Davenport to Ratonhnhaké:ton during the gathering of the colonial protesters.|Assassin's Creed 3}}
The next morning, Isaac awoke to the screeching of the building's alarm, which was sounding demonically in a state of crisis. His room's television set was on, images sliding across it and videos playing that tore away comprehension. Two planes from Logan Airport had crashed into the World Trade Center. One plane from Dulls International Airport had crashed into the Pentagon. Another plane had crashed somewhere in Pennsylvania, and had been leaving from Newark.
{{Event
<br>Suddenly, Isaac's door opened wide, the Transitions Director waving him to come along and follow. Tugging his sweat-shirt on, he quickly met the strangely quickened pace of the man before him. Following their entry to a room he had yet to come across, Isaac noticed several men sitting about an auditorium, curled around a center point. Hesitantly sliding to the center of the room, he stared up through his still tired auburn eyes.
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<br>"We watched everything yesterday, we were monitoring with a new filter, and so your little trick failed to bi-pass the code, Isaac Morrow," one of the higher-seated members stated firmly toward him. "You are not in trouble though. Your work is the reason that the Newark plane crashed into Pennsylvania, and not a major center of work. It was headed for the White House."
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<br>Isaac was unsure of what to say, simply staring blankly at the men around him, expression empty other than the confused appearance.
|timeframe = March 5, 1770
<br>"We know that you have many questions, and everything will be explained soon," another of the fancily-situated elders remarked. "But we congratulate you on your success in surpassing the next tier and becoming a true recruit. Your training begins with lessons in an hour, situated within the archive-chamber. Welcome to the Erudito Collective."
|place = [[Boston]]
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|outcome = 5 civilians were killed, and 6 more were wounded by British Soldiers, sparking rebellion that lead to the Revolutionary War.
Fanon Story 2=
|key = *[[British Army]]
*Assassins
*[[Templars]]
*Starting a few days before the end of AC3
*[[Colonial Assassins]]
*Ancestor in World War 1, multiple POE contacts
|participants = *[[Ratonhnhaké:ton]]
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*[[Haytham Kenway]]
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*[[Charles Lee]]
*I am getting to it.
*[[Achilles Davenport]]
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*[[Thomas Preston]]
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The '''Boston Massacre''', also known as the '''Incident on King Street''', was the culmination of several fights between British soldiers and the people of Boston that occurred on March 5, 1770 in front of the [[Old State House]].
These fights eventually led to Templar involvement, where Charles Lee shot his pistol into the air to provoke the soldiers. The guards, feeling threatened, opened fire into the crowd against their orders. This event forced Ratonhnhaké:ton to meet [[Samuel Adams]], who assisted him in diminishing his notoriety, which had struck a high level as a result of Haytham convincing the guards of his involvement.
==Colonial protests==
{{Quote|That there will be no taxation without representation! Tell me-who represented us in Parliament? Spoke on our behalf? Signed in our stead? Give me a name! Only you can't! And do you know why? You can't tell me who represented us because nobody did!|A Bostonian to a crowd of other citizens before the incident.|Assassin's Creed III}}
Starting as a public argument over a wigmaker's bill, colonists gathered as a mob around King Street where they surrounded 8 soldiers for hours at the steps of the Old State House. During this time, the colonists threw stones, taunted and insulted the men, and argued their lack of representation. Around the street, several of each side also wrestled against buildings that lined the area.
While the men argued, Captain Thomas Preston attempted to calm the uprising, as well as keep his surrounded soldiers from firing. At one point, the Templar [[Grand Master]], Haytham Kenway, ordered one of his associates to provoke the soldiers. This man quickly made his way to a nearby rooftop, but was killed by Ratonhnhaké:ton before his mission could be completed.
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Across the street, on a different rooftop, Charles Lee reinforced the initial provocation by shooting into the air with his pistol. Down below, the soldiers opened fire upon the crowd, killing 3 immediately, and wounding 8 more. At the same time, Haytham, who had spotted Ratonhnhaké:ton on the roof, pointed him out to one of the soldiers, marking him as a criminal to the guards.
==Aftermath==
Following the shooting, two more of the men died from their wounds, and a massive propaganda war began between the revolutionists and the British. One result was the famous engraving of the event by [[Paul Revere]], as well as the commonly used name of the Boston Massacre that began in the ''Boston Gazette''. Because of these major pieces, the event became a symbol of British oppression, as well as the beginning of an uprising.
Each of the eight men were arrested following the event - six of them being acquitted while the other two found guilty of manslaughter, The latter punished with the branding of their thumbs. The same wigmaker that started the initial conflict lowered his prices, but the calamity of the event still bore down on the revolutionists, who took the chance to gather more for their cause.
==Trivia==
*Despite only 11 people being shot during the incident, the number of people found on the ground is completely random.
*Before the incident occurs, several colonists are already gathered at the side of the store Ratonhnhaké:ton visits, with one speaker rallying their anger at lack of representation in the British Parliament.
==References==
*''[[Assassin's Creed III]]''
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Latest revision as of 17:05, 20 January 2013
Boston Massacre=
"This crowd is a powder keg - we can't allow him to light the fuse."
―Achilles Davenport to Ratonhnhaké:ton during the gathering of the colonial protesters.[src]
The Boston Massacre, also known as the Incident on King Street, was the culmination of several fights between British soldiers and the people of Boston that occurred on March 5, 1770 in front of the Old State House.
These fights eventually led to Templar involvement, where Charles Lee shot his pistol into the air to provoke the soldiers. The guards, feeling threatened, opened fire into the crowd against their orders. This event forced Ratonhnhaké:ton to meet Samuel Adams, who assisted him in diminishing his notoriety, which had struck a high level as a result of Haytham convincing the guards of his involvement.
"That there will be no taxation without representation! Tell me-who represented us in Parliament? Spoke on our behalf? Signed in our stead? Give me a name! Only you can't! And do you know why? You can't tell me who represented us because nobody did!"
―A Bostonian to a crowd of other citizens before the incident.[src]
Starting as a public argument over a wigmaker's bill, colonists gathered as a mob around King Street where they surrounded 8 soldiers for hours at the steps of the Old State House. During this time, the colonists threw stones, taunted and insulted the men, and argued their lack of representation. Around the street, several of each side also wrestled against buildings that lined the area.
While the men argued, Captain Thomas Preston attempted to calm the uprising, as well as keep his surrounded soldiers from firing. At one point, the Templar Grand Master, Haytham Kenway, ordered one of his associates to provoke the soldiers. This man quickly made his way to a nearby rooftop, but was killed by Ratonhnhaké:ton before his mission could be completed.
Across the street, on a different rooftop, Charles Lee reinforced the initial provocation by shooting into the air with his pistol. Down below, the soldiers opened fire upon the crowd, killing 3 immediately, and wounding 8 more. At the same time, Haytham, who had spotted Ratonhnhaké:ton on the roof, pointed him out to one of the soldiers, marking him as a criminal to the guards.
Following the shooting, two more of the men died from their wounds, and a massive propaganda war began between the revolutionists and the British. One result was the famous engraving of the event by Paul Revere, as well as the commonly used name of the Boston Massacre that began in the Boston Gazette. Because of these major pieces, the event became a symbol of British oppression, as well as the beginning of an uprising.
Each of the eight men were arrested following the event - six of them being acquitted while the other two found guilty of manslaughter, The latter punished with the branding of their thumbs. The same wigmaker that started the initial conflict lowered his prices, but the calamity of the event still bore down on the revolutionists, who took the chance to gather more for their cause.
Despite only 11 people being shot during the incident, the number of people found on the ground is completely random.
Before the incident occurs, several colonists are already gathered at the side of the store Ratonhnhaké:ton visits, with one speaker rallying their anger at lack of representation in the British Parliament.
