CBC: Soap Opera EditionCroco: As we gather here at Curious' funeral. We bid farewell to...
Voice: WAIT! *Steps out of the shadows to reveal it's Curious* I believe my funeral may be a tad bit premature.
Wolfen: This is impossible! We saw you die!
Curious: THat's just what my evil twin sister wanted you to think!
Curious Evil Twin Sister: *pops out of the coffin, identical to Curious except a strangely well groomed mustache* You always ruin my fun sister!
Kitty: I...you know what...I'm not even gonna try.
Curious: Yes. My evil twin sister. She planned to fake her death so that when the funeral was over she could collect on my life insurance policy!!!
Adreanne: but...but how? How could she slip this by me? and how could she get away with it while you were still alive?
Curious: It's obvious. YOU! Adreanne were working with her! As for how she planned to pull it off...I was put into an irreversable COMA!!!! Knowing I'd never wake up, she hid me away and faked this funeral...she almost got away with it if
QuarrelJanuary 29th, 1778, Aboard the AquilaQuarrel2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As Haytham woke the details of his dreams slipped away alarmingly fast. As he opened his eyes he remembered little more than flames, the acrid smell of burning, and the haunting words spoken by his son only two days prior.
He didn't know what to think of the news. There was some sorrow of course, but though he had loved Ziio, she had left his life two decades ago. Maybe there was some disappointment, that Charles and the others had ignored his orders, leading to the creation of their greatest enemy today. But what disturbed him the most was simply the expression on his son's face when Connor had said those words. So much frustration and hate distorting those features so like his mothers and Haytham's own.
Haytham sat up, looking around the small room he'd been given for the trip. The Aquila was not a ship designed with comfort in mind, with the "room" being barely large enough for his bed, a ches