The Treasure Fleet

The Treasure Fleet was a virtual representation of one of Edward Kenway's genetic memories, relived by a research analyst at Abstergo Entertainment through the Animus.

Description
Locked up in the hold of a treasure ship, Edward and a fellow prisoner, Adewalé, work together to escape.

Dialogue
Together, Edward and Adewalé escaped the bilboes. Edward and Adewalé reached their weapons. Edward saved the first group of prisoners. Edward saved another group of prisoners. Edward saved another group. Edward saved the last group of prisoners. Edward then killed the brig's captain. Edward then started his attempt to escape the hurricane. Edward and his crew managed to escape from the treasure fleet and the storm.
 * Soldier: (Supper. Eat it fast.)
 * Edward: You hungry?
 * Edward: Now what's your plan, mate?
 * Adewalé: Find my weapon and steal a ship.
 * Soldier: (God help us. I don't like the look of that storm coming.)
 * Soldier: (It looks like it's veering west, into the gulf. We might be safe.)
 * Edward: Christ, the seas are uneasy today.
 * Adewalé: Hurricane coming!
 * Edward: Hurricane? Jaysus.
 * Adewalé: We're stealing a brig. Hey, take what you need!
 * Edward: Won't be a minute.
 * Adewalé: There's many prisoners held on these ships. Set them free, and they'll sail with us, no question.
 * Edward: So that's the idea then? Free what men we can, then find a fast ship to flee in?
 * Adewalé: Aye. There's a brig in this fleet. I'll make my way to it.
 * Edward: There's a catch to this favor. You're sailing with me.
 * Prisoner: I'd follow you to hell for this, mate!
 * Edward: Come on, lads! If we're to drown today, it won't be here!
 * Soldier: (Make ready to leave! That storm's nearly upon us!)
 * Soldier: (What of the prisoners?)
 * Edward: There's a brig nearby just waiting for us to take her.
 * Edward: We're going topside. Be ready.
 * Edward: Lay aboard, lads!
 * Adewalé: Save your singing for davy Jones, you Jagabats! It's a hard wind coming!
 * Edward: The man speaks true! You lot weigh anchor. As for the rest, half on the foremast and half at the main! Let's outrun this hurricane!
 * Edward: Keep watch on those galleons! See they don't give us trouble.
 * Adewalé: They won't. Far too slow for this weather.
 * Edward: Bark any orders you think wise, mate. We're up against it here!
 * Adewalé: These men know their place. They'll see us home. Look out man!
 * Edward: I see it!
 * Adewalé: Waterspout! Steer clear of that thing!


 * Crew: Godfrey Lijah, we made it!
 * Crew: Oh what a mess! Jaysus.
 * Edward: By God, we pulled this one straight from the Teeth of Neptune... I'm Edward. Much thanks for your aid back there.
 * Adewalé: Adéwale.
 * Edward: Ever been to Nassau, Adewalé?
 * Adewalé: Not yet.
 * Edward: By God, she took some knocks, didn't she? I think I'll keep her. All hands aft, lads! We're taking this one home!

Outcome
Edward and Adewalé managed to escape, and Edward decided to keep the brig they used.