Edward Kenway (memory)

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

Description
After an attack on his ship, Edward found himself stranded on a deserted island with a stranger. He soon found a way to make money by stealing the stranger's identity, and he escaped with the merchant Stede Bonnet.

Dialogue
The ship on which Edward worked was attacked. Kenway took the wheel and attacked the enemy ships. Edward sank the enemy ships. Edward and a mysterious attacked were blown overboard by an explosion. Edward woke up in the water and swam towards a beach, where another man followed him. Duncan ran off into the jungle, and Edward gave chase. Edward climbed a viewpoint and looked for the Assassin. Duncan shot Edward, after which Edward killed him and read a letter from his pouch. Edward then donned Duncan's robes. Edward heard shots and went to investigate. Edward killed the British soldiers and rescued Stede Bonnet. Edward started swimming towards the ship. Edward took the wheel of the ship. Edward sailed out of the bay.
 * Crew: She's on us!
 * Edward: Can you see her?
 * Crew: Man the cannons!
 * Crew: Our helmsman's dead! Someone take the wheel! Kenway! Take the bloody wheel!
 * Crew: Unload all the shot we have! Fire on those bastards!
 * Crew: The magazine! It's going up!
 * Captain: Douse the flames!Get in there, you mongrel!
 * Caroline: Is it dangerous? Edward?
 * Edward: Hm?
 * Caroline: Privateering. Is it dangerous?
 * Edward: Wouldn't pay so nice if it weren't.
 * Caroline: Why not sail with the King's Navy? Earn a proper wage. Sail under gentlemen.
 * Edward: Sod the Navy's gentlemen. For every shilling I'd earn, the Captain'd get six hundred. That's no way to earn a fortune.
 * Caroline: We don't need a fortune.
 * Edward: It's not about need, Caroline. I want food that don't make me sick. I want walls that hold back the wind. I want a decent life.
 * Caroline: H-how long would you be gone with these privateers?
 * Edward: A year, I reckon. Two at the most.
 * Caroline: All right. No more than two... promise me...
 * Edward: Was it good for you as well?
 * Duncan: Havana... I must get to Havana.
 * Edward: Well, I'll just build us another ship, will I?
 * Duncan: I can pay you. Isn't that the sound you pirates like best? One hundred escudos.
 * Edward: Keep talking.
 * Duncan: Will you or won't you!
 * Edward: You don't have that gold on you now, do you?
 * Duncan: Bloody fucking pirates!
 * Edward: I am on to you, sneaksby!
 * Edward: Come on mate! We're off to a bad start! It's a hundred leagues or more to Havana! Will you walk that distance?
 * Edward: Posh git. Where's he running to?
 * Duncan: Follow and I'll kill you.
 * Edward: We could work together on this!
 * Duncan: Keep your distance!
 * Letter: (Mr. Duncan Wallpole). I accept your most generous offer, and await your arrival with eagerness. If you truly possess the informatipon we desire, we have the means to reward you handsomely. Though I will not know your face by sight, I believe I can recognize the costume made infamous by your secret order. Therefore, come to Havana in haste... And trust that you shall be welcomed as a Brother. (Your most humble servant, Governor Laureano Torres y Ayala).
 * Edward: Mr. Walpole... let's collect your reward.
 * Edward: That schooner will do me just fine.
 * Soldier: The Commodore's gone ahead to Kingston. We're to commandeer this lubber's ship and folow.
 * Stede: Sorry, Kingston? No, no... our destination is Havana. I'm just a merchant-
 * Soldier: Quiet, you bleedin' pirate! You'll hang for the mess you made out there.
 * Stede: Sir, I had nothing to do with this attack. My crew and I had merely anchored to water and resupply!
 * Stede: I'll pay you! Anything you like! By God's Grace, sir, you saved me. A profusion of thanks!
 * Edward: Is that yours?
 * Stede: It's my vessel, yes. But, ah... here lies its poor captain. And I have no art for sailing.
 * Edward: I can pilot her myself. No mind.
 * Stede: You don't mean to abscond with my ship, do you?
 * Edward: I'm Duncan. What's your name, friend?
 * Stede: Stede. Stede Bonnet.
 * Edward: Well Mister Bonnet, let this stay 'twixt us... but I am on a secret errand for His Majesty the King, God save him, and I must get to Havana with speed.
 * Stede: Ah... that is a relief, Sir. Havana is also my destination. Our ways lie together!
 * Edward: Natural allies then.
 * Stede: Oh, you put me at ease, sir. To think I took you for a pirate when you first appeared.
 * Edward: Did you?
 * Stede: Yes! You have an... uncommon way of handling yourself. Quick and easy, if I may say. Gave me quite a fright! But all things considered, I think it's turned out to be a rather fortuitous day, hasn't it?
 * Stede: Lacking a rowboat, I'm afraid we'll have to swim to my ship.
 * Edward: Hardly the worst thing to happen.
 * Stede: Oh... Oh, this is difficult. I should have taken the coat off!
 * Stede: Welcome aboard, Duncan. She's a modest schooner but well-suited to my purpose. Trafficking cargo from my plantation and such.
 * Edward: She'll do fine. There's a strong wind now. Let's strike to full, shall we?
 * Stede: Ah, there's a tug of wind at my hair! I find a bracing comfort in the feel and smell of the ocean. The raw stink of... of possibility!
 * Edward: That's a top way of seeing it, mate.
 * Stede: We've really opened it up now, haven't we!
 * Stede: You're a natural sailor, Duncan.
 * Edward: I did a decent trick at the helm some time ago. Two years before the mast as a privateer.
 * Stede: Dash my buttons! Your life seems a grand one if I may say. So full of adventure! How marvelous.
 * Edward: I have seen my share of strangeness, aye.

Outcome
Edward took Duncan Walpole's identity, rescued Stede Bonnet and sailed for Havana.