Paris in the late 1790's was a period of change. Behind the curtains of the French Revolution, the Parisian Assassins and the French Templars waged their theatre of war. For nine months, the Assassins were tracking down the location of Louis de Gaulle, the Grand Master of the French Templars, much to no success. Their only lead on the Grand Master was that he was in the City of Paris. Shortly after giving birth to her son Francois, Master Assassin Elise de la Serre was asked by the Assassin Council to track down de Gaulle, as she had an encounter with him in the past, and bring him to an end...

Master Assassin Elise de la Serre was sitting in the main chamber of the Assassin headquarters, with her nanny Helene at her side. The headquarters were dimly lit, only by candles and a chandelier on the ceiling. Cradled in her arms was her one month old son, Francois Charles, who was named after Arno and Elise's fallen fathers. Elise tickled Francois' stomach, and the infant gave a little yelp of pleasure, only to immediately start crying.

"Hush, hush." Elise began, as she began to unbutton her shirt. "Dinner time it is, my little man."

Elise held Francois up to her right breast, and he began to suck on her nipple, when Arno walked into the chamber, with a semi smile on his face. When he looked at Elise, his smile grew.

"Elise, my love. Am I interrupting you and Francois?" Arno asked politely.

Elise looked up at Arno, and then back down to Francois.

"No, Arno. You aren't." Elise replied, with a smile. She beckoned Arno over, finished buttoning up her shirt, and handed Francois to Arno, who rocked him in his hands.

"He looks just like you, Arno." Elise said, as she put her hand on Arno's knee. Arno looked up at her, and shot her a graceful smile.

"He's got your hair colour." Arno replied humorously, as he continued to rock Francois in his hands.

"You came in here as if you wanted to talk to me. What is it you'd like to ask, honey?" Elise asked.

"Elise, we believe we have a potential lead on Louis de Gaulle, the French Templar Grand Master." Arno stated. Elise's eyes widened with shock as Arno said those words.

"Where is he at?" Elise asked eagerly.

"The Council will fill you in on his whereabouts." Arno returned, handing her Francois. "Grab your equipment, Elise, and I will meet you down in the main chamber. See you then."

Elise got up out of her chair, kissed Francois, handed him to Helene, and walked to her chambers. She picked up her cutlass, and placed it in her scabbard. She then picked up her phantom blade, and placed it on her right wrist. Elise picked up her hidden blade bracer, and slid it on her left forearm. She flicked the blade in and out, and walked down to the Assassin Council Chambers.

Elise entered the Assassin Council Chambers. Elise noticed that it was poorly lit, only being lit by a few candles. The Assassin Council, consisting of Master Assassins Sophie Trenet, Herve Quemar, and Guillaume Beylier, along with her husband, Arno, were gathered around the table, looking at plans of some sort. Beylier looked up and smiled at Elise.

"Hello Elise." Beylier greeted her. "I assume you are here to find out about Louis de Gaulle?"

Elise nodded her head, and flashed a half smile.

"Well, we may have him." Trenet added. "He will be attending a Templar ball here in the city in a couple night's time. The only bad thing is, how we are going to get into the ball? It's at the Palais du Luxembourg."

All of the Assassins shot each other looks of confusion.

"The Palais du Luxembourg is going to be heavily guarded by their top guards." Quemar stated, raising his arms in confusion. "A direct entry is only going to result in death. What is it we are going to do? It is hopeless."

Arno pointed at a flyer on the table and examined it briefly.

"On a flyer, it says you need an invitation to get in." Arno stated. "If we take out two Templars, and steal their guises, we may have a way into the ball."

Elise nodded her head in approval.

"Very well." Trenet replied. "Who do you have in mind?"

Arno beckoned Elise to show Trenet the two drawings of the Templars. Elise pulled them out of her pocket and placed them on the table.

"Pierre Sivert and Mirabelle Levesque" Arno responded. "De Gaulle's eyes and ears over Paris and Franciade. We take their lives along with their guises, and we will have access to the ball, past the guards."

Trenet looked up after viewing the portraits and quickly made up her mind.

"I task you, Assassins, to bring Sivert and Levesque to an end, and acquire their invitations." Trenet stated. Elise and Arno nodded their heads in respect, and left the Council chambers.

Elise and Arno met in her quarters, discussing on how they were going to assassinate Sivert and Levesque.

"I gained some information from an associate earlier today in the Cafe that they are to be together tonight." Elise stated, while she was holding Francois. "We have our opportunity."

"Very well." Arno replied. "Did your associate give you a location?"

Elise looked up from Francois, straight to Arno.

"The Hotel de Ville courtyard." Elise stated. "They are staying there for the night before they head to the ball tomorrow."

Elise placed Francois in his crib, just as Helene entered the room to gently rock his crib. Arno looked down to Francois, and then looked back up to Elise.

"If we leave as soon as we are able, we can pick them off before they even enter the building." Arno replied. "We have to be precise and careful, and may have to take them out from the roof. I trust you are careful, my love?"

Elise and Arno began to walk out of her quarters, and up towards Cafe Theatre. Elise flicked out her hidden blades, and flicked them back in.

"When am I not careful?" Elise said with a smile, as the couple walked out of Cafe Theatre into the sunlight and set off for the Hotel de Ville.

Elise and Arno approached the Hotel de Ville just before the evening. The sky gave off a delightful vibe as the sun began to set into the west. The couple climbed up the west face of the building, with Arno making it up to the top first. Elise followed him up a little later, with Arno helping his wife up onto the roof. The two Assassins walked towards the end of the roof, to get a better view of their surroundings. Elise spied the couple in the middle of the courtyard. Pierre and Mirabelle began to walk towards the back entrance of the building. Elise and Arno ducked their heads, and waited for them to get closer.

"Get a smoke bomb ready, Elise." Arno whispered to Elise, as he pulled a smoke bomb from her belt. "That way, we will blind them and their accompanying guards."

Elise nodded her head, and pulled a smoke bomb off of her belt.

"Wait!" Arno whispered. "A smoke bomb would cause too much attention. Let's distract them instead." Arno pointed to Elise's Phantom Blade. Elise nodded her head with approval, and smiled.

Elise and Arno loaded their Phantom Blades, and aimed their Phantom Blades just past Pierre and Mirabelle. The Phantom Blade bolts whizzed past them. Pierre and Mirabelle turned around to investigate the sudden disturbance. As soon as the couple exited the building, Elise and Arno struck from above, killing Pierre and Mirabelle with swift blows from their hidden blades. The crowd around them began to scatter. Elise and Arno scoured the bodies for the invitations. Upon finding them, guards caught wind of the crowd scattering and began to investigate. Elise and Arno grabbed a smoke bomb each and lobbed it towards the guards, and left as if they were never there.

Upon Elise and Arno's arrival at the Assassin Headquarters, Sophie Trenet greeted them with a smile.

"Hello Assassins," she began, organizing the documents on the table. "Were you successful in eliminating Pierre and Mirabelle?"

"Yes, it was successful." Elise replied, placing the invitations on the table. Quemar picked them up and read over them.

"Well done." He stated. "How do you plan on getting in?"

"The plan was to meet with the owner of their carriage, and use it to get into the ball." Arno replied.

Trenet nodded her head, and then looked back down at the invitations.

"Do you know where their carriage would be?" She asked.

"On the invitation it says it will be at the Louvre." Elise replied. "It will take us to the Luxembourg Palace from there."

Beylier nodded his head with approval.

"Don't forget that it is a formal ball." He said.

Arno and Elise shot each other looks.

"I guess you will have to get the dress from ten years ago out of your closet again." Arno told Elise, with a little bit of a snicker. "Does it still fit you?"

Elise glared at Arno, only to return a smile.

"Does this mean you will have to wear one of my father's suits again?" She replied, in return with a chuckle. Arno nodded his head indicating yes, before leaving the room to get changed. Elise went back to her quarters to look for the dress in her closet. After a few moments of searching, Elise found her dress. The orange, black, and white dress she wore at her Templar initiation all those years ago. Elise slipped into her gown and placed her robes, equipment, and hidden blade in a burlap bag, and went out to find Arno, who had done the same. Together, they set out for the Louvre.

Elise and Arno arrived at the Louvre just before evening with ominous looking storm clouds peering into the horizon. They waited for the driver of their carriage to call their Templar names out.

"Pierre Sivert and Mirabelle Levesque, your carriage is here!" The driver called out.

Elise and Arno pushed forward, and hopped in the back of the carriage, with Arno closing the door. The carriage began to roll along the dirt road, navigating its way through the crowds of people. Upon its arrival at the palace, the guard at the gate stopped the carriage, and asked for the invitations. Elise and Arno handed their invitations to the guard.

"Pierre Sivert and Mirabelle Levesque. You may enter. Have a good time." He muttered, loud enough for Elise to hear. Arno nodded his head in approval, as they were let into the ball.

"Alright, here is the plan." Arno began, as he left the carriage. "You dance with someone here, and see if you can extract de Gaulle's location from him. I will meander my way upstairs into the room where Mr. Levesque was held seven years ago. Meet me there, and I will be there waiting for you with your equipment. Sound like a plan?"

"Sounds like a plan, Pierre." Elise stated, calling Arno by his fake Templar name. "What will you do, though?"

"Me? I will make sure no guards will follow. I will converse with them, long enough for you to get to de Gaulle, wherever he may be." He replied.

Elise nodded her head, as they entered the Louvre, disguised as two high ranking Templars.

Arno and Elise walked into the palace, and observed the area. Elise saw Arno walk off with the two sacks containing their equipment, while she walked into the dance floor where she heard a voice.

"Milady, may I have this dance?" The male voice asked, as he grabbed Elise's hand gently. Elise began the dance.

"My name is Thomas de Mort, Master Templar of the French Rite." he began. "What is yours?"

"My name is Mirabelle Levesque." Elise replied, continuing the dance.

"Ah, how could I forget about your luscious red hair." He stated. "Did you hear about our British friend, Peter Carroll?"

"No I didn't." Elise replied. Hearing the name Peter Carroll made her blood boil.

"He was struck down in his own mansion by that wretched Assassin, Elise de la Serre."

Elise gasped.

"No! That can't be! Does the Grand Master know? Where is he?" Elise said, sounding shocked. "I must inform him about this tragedy."

"He does not." De Mort stated. "He is on the roof for some strange reason. You may find him up there, Mirabelle."

"Thank you." Elise nodded, acknowledging him. "I must leave our dance to inform him."

De Mort nodded his head in approval, and went to search for a new partner. Elise lifted the skirt of her dress and speed walked up the stairs. She walked past an open doorway, only for a hand to reach out and grab her. Elise turned around to find Arno smiling. She returned a smile to him. He then shut the door.

"Did you find de Gaulle's location?" Arno asked.

"He is up on the roof, is what I found out." Elise replied. "I will find him up there."

"Here is your equipment. I won't look at you change, I promise." Arno stated. Elise quickly slipped out of her dress and put on her Assassin robes, put her Phantom Blade on her right wrist, and slid her hidden blade bracer on her left wrist. She then flicked out her hidden blade, only to flick it back in.

"Much better." Elise muttered to herself.

"Go, Elise. Bring de Gaulle to justice, I will distract the guards." Arno told Elise, as he picked up a violin, and fiddled around with it. Elise chuckled upon seeing the violin, nodded her head, and made for the nearest open window.

After acquiring her robes and weaponry from Arno, who set off to find some guards to divert, Elise found the nearest open window, hoping to find de Gaulle on the roof. She wondered why one would take solace outside on a roof in the rain. Elise hopped onto the bottom of the window sill, jumped up to grab the top of the window sill, and began the climb up to the roof. Elise made sure to grab every ledge with care, as it was raining and she did not want to slip.

Elise made it up to the roof, the rain pounding down, making her hair wet. Through the hard rain, Elise spied a hooded figure looking out to the north, with its back turned to her. Elise identified the brown robed figure as Louis de Gaulle, and pulled out her pistol.

"Louis de Gaulle!" Elise shouted. "It ends now!"

De Gaulle turned around, to meet her furious stare.

"Ah, if it isn't the little parasite." He greeted, with a snide tone in his voice. "What brings you up to the rooftops here in the rain? Shouldn't you be enjoying the ball, Miss Levesque?"

"I could very well ask you the same question, 'Grand Master'." Elise retorted. "What are you doing up here?"

De Gaulle laughed.

"He calls to me, girl. He encourages me to do well for the Templar Order!"

"Who calls?" Elise asked, with confusion in her voice.

"Germain calls to me, girl!" De Gaulle roared. "During the Revolution, he was doing wonders! What the Parisian Templars should have done! I watched from afar and I loved it, until you and your worm of a husband stuck your large noses in it!"

"Germain was a monster!" Elise yelled. "He sought to manipulate the people through fear! Something my father or myself would never do! I sought unity with the Assassins, it would have ended the revolution and Germain's rule sooner!"

"Germain killed you." de Gaulle roared. "You died five years ago! You shouldn't have survived the altercation with Germain at the Temple! You should be rotting in the ground, serving as food for the worms!"

"I should have, but I didn't." Elise roared back. "Two Templars died that fateful night, but it also gave birth to an Assassin, and you are looking right at her!"

De Gaulle pulled out his cutlass, and snickered at Elise.

"I must fulfill Germain's work. Prepare for death, Elise de la Serre. In the name of Germain and the great Jacques de Molay, you won't go home to your son tonight."

Elise responded by pulling out her cutlass, and approaching de Gaulle.

"Your end has come, Grand Master. Your life and rule will fall to my blade."

Elise and de Gaulle pressed their foreheads against each other, and locked eyes before the pushed away and clashed cutlasses in the rain. De Gaulle got the upper hand when he shoved Elise to the ground. Elise quickly got back up, exchanging blows with their cutlasses. Elise pushed de Gaulle backwards, with him landing on his backside, losing his cutlass in the process. The Grand Master began to reach for his cutlass with his right hand, only for Elise to shoot a bolt from her Phantom Blade into his wrist. He looked up at her, only to begin breathing heavy and slowly pull the bolt out of his wrist, with a sadistic smile across his returned a look of horror towards him, as he threw the bloody blade at her, which she caught and placed in her bolt pouch. He grabbed his cutlass with his injured hand, and charged at Elise. Elise parried his five blows, and on his sixth blow, Elise struck. Elise lifted the cutlass out of de Gaulle's injured hand, pushed it aside, and sunk her hidden blade into his right jugular. Blood sprayed from his wound, some landing on Elise. De Gaulle began to choke on his own blood, and continued swinging his sword at Elise. Elise dodged his failing attacks, only to slip on a loose shingle, and fall down the roof. Elise tried to maintain her grip as she neared the end of the slanted roof, only to fail. She fell of the slanted roof, slammed on to a jutted out window sill, and landed in a haystack not too far away from the building.

Elise clutched her ribs in pain, feeling them to see if she broke any on her fall. Elise again grimaced in pain, but she realized she had dealt a huge blow to the French Templars before she passed out from the pain she was in.

Elise awoke early in the morning, to hear someone digging through the hay. Elise activated her hidden blade to engage her would be assailant.

"Elise, is that you..." a voice asked before Elise sprung out of the hay, only to clutch her ribs in pain. She looked up to see her husband, Arno, wearing a large smile on his face.

"I guess I got my question answered, then." He stated.

Elise looked at what Arno was wearing, and chuckled to herself.

"Still wearing my father's suit?" Elise asked, between laughs. "You look ridiculous."

Arno looked down at his suit, brushing some hay off of his shoulders.

"Look at your hair, love." He said with a smile, taking pieces of hay out of her hair. "You look silly yourself, too."

Arno helped Elise out of the haystack, and placed her left arm over his shoulders.

"You should get your ribs checked out, Elise." Arno asked, sounding concerned.

Elise looked back at Arno, and then looked back down her stomach.

"Perhaps that may be a good idea." Elise responded, with a pained smile.

"Sounds good with me." Arno replied. "I will call for a doctor once we get back to our headquarters." Arno swept Elise off her feet unexpectedly, and landed straight in his arms. Elise gave him a kiss on the cheek as he carried her back to Cafe Theatre.

Elise was sitting on the couch in the main hall of the headquarters, with her hands over her breasts as the doctor bandaged her injured ribs. Arno came into the room, and sat beside her.

"Did the doctor find out what happened to your ribs?" Arno asked, with a tinge of concern in his voice.

Elise looked up at Arno as the doctor finished bandaging her up.

"I have a couple of bruised ribs on my right side." Elise answered. "The doctor says I should lay in bed for a few days to alleviate the pain."

Elise put on her shirt over her bandages, and Arno helped her up off the couch, and led her to her quarters, where she got comfortable in her bed.

"Let me know if you need anything, my love." He said, as he was leaving her room. Elise nodded, and began to drift off to sleep.

The next day, Beylier and Arno walked into Elise's room, with Beylier looking as if he wanted to ask a question.

"Hello, Elise." Beylier began. "Were you successful in eliminating de Gaulle?"

Elise looked up at Beylier, and flashed him a smile.

"Yes, Guillaume." Elise replied, happily. "He is no more. The French Templars will no longer slander me, or my family's name."

"That is excellent news to hear, Elise." Beylier stated, as he left the room.

"Ah, before I forget." Arno remembered.

"This came for you during the ball last night. Beylier told me to give this to you." He handed Elise a letter. Arno left the room. Elise opened the letter, and began to read the fine handwriting.

Dear Madame de la Serre

Ms. Jennifer Scott wishes for you to come to her mansion in London to discuss an important matter. Bring yourself as soon as you are able.

Sincerely, L.F

1 year later*

The ship carrying the Master Assassin Elise de la Serre and her one year old son Francois Charles docked in the beautiful city of London, England. Elise and Francois departed their ship, to meet up with Leonard Frye, who was waiting on the docks for her.

Draped across his face was a large smile.

"Elise! It is so good to see you again!" Leonard greeted, giving Elise a hug. "Who's the little man here?"

"This is Francois, my son." Elise replied. "Francois, say hello to Leonard." Francois proceeded to bury his face into Elise's shoulder.

"He is a little shy." Elise stated. Leonard let out a little laugh, as he showed them the way to the carriage. Elise, Francois, and Leonard hopped in the back of the carriage, with Leonard telling the driver to go to the Kenway Mansion.

"What is this matter that Ms. Scott would like to talk about?" Elise asked Leonard.

"It's a secret matter." Leonard stated. "She just told me to write to you that she requires your presence to discuss it." The carriage came to a stop in front of the large mansion.

"We are here!" The driver exclaimed. Elise, Francois, and Leonard got out of the back, and stood on the sidewalk.

"Before I go, I want to give you these documents I found when I was in Egypt." Elise told Leonard, as she handed them to him. "They belonged to Bayek of Siwa, the man who founded the Assassin Brotherhood." Leonard tried to read them, but to no avail.

"These are written in Demotic, Elise." Leonard said, looking confused. "I do have a friend who is working on translating Demotic. I will bring them to him so he may observe them."

"Thank you so much, Leonard." Elise replied. "I knew I could always count on you to help me out."

"May your discussion go well, Elise." Leonard stated, with the documents in hand. "I have other business to attend here in the district. I will get these documents to my friend, Thomas, and back to you when I am able. That much I promise." Elise nodded her head as Leonard walked off. Elise, with Francois in hand, walked up to the door of the mansion, and knocked. Scott's butler answered the door.

"And you are?" He asked, out of curiosity.

"I am Elise de la Serre, and this is my son, Francois. I am here to discuss a matter with Ms. Jennifer Scott."

"Very well, madam." the butler stated. "She will be in the room with the door second from the right. Second floor, left hand side. She'll be expecting you."

Elise nodded her head with approval. Elise began to make her way up the stairs, and found the room, with Jennifer Scott sitting inside.

"Hello, Elise." Jennifer greeted. "It has been quite some time since you have visited. When I last saw you, you were a Templar, but now have followed in the steps of my father. Why?"

"Hello, Ms. Scott." Elise replied to her greeting. "The reason I wear these robes is because my former Templar brethren considered Haytham's views on unity between Templar and Assassin treasonous, and they banished me from their order. Arno, my husband, took me under his wings and trained me into who I am today."

"They fail to understand." Jennifer replied, her voice cackling. "First the Carrolls, and then France. Damn fools, they are."

"They never will." Elise responded. "Now, Ms. Scott, if I may ask, why did you send for me?"

Jennifer looked up at Elise.

"I discovered a letter written in 1729 by my father, which details his discovery of a message bearing your initials in the Temple of Pythagoras." Jennifer replied.

Jennifer handed Elise the letter, to which Elise tucked into her pocket.

"You believe that message is for me?" Elise asked Jennifer, with hesitation.

"I firmly believe it's you, Elise." she answered. "Which is why I am giving you this."

Jennifer pulled out a sword that belonged to Edward Kenway, and handed it to Elise. Elise's mouth opened in shock as Jennifer handed her Kenway's sword.

"Thank you!" Elise exclaimed. She stood up and fit Edward's sword in her scabbard.

"I also acquired a letter from my nephew, Connor, some weeks ago, as he wishes to meet with you and your husband on his homestead to better strengthen ties between your brotherhoods."

Jennifer handed another letter to Elise, to which she placed into her pocket, right next to the first.

"Who is the little one?" Jennifer asked, upon catching sight of Francois, sitting on the floor, looking at a model of Edward Kenway's ship, the Jackdaw.

Elise scooped up Francois, and held him in her arms.

"This is Francois, my son." Elise said with a smile, and kissed him. "Do you want to say hello to Ms. Jennifer Scott?"

Francois buried his face in Elise's shoulder, not wanting anything to do with Jennifer Scott.

"He is an adorable young man," Jennifer stated. "Will you train him down your path when he grows up?"

Elise glanced at Francois, and then looked back at Jennifer.

"Yes, Arno and myself plan to train him in our ways when he grows up." Elise replied to Jennifer's question.

Jennifer nodded her head in approval at Elise's response.

"He will do good in life." Jennifer stated, with confidence. "Much like yourself, young lady."

Elise and Francois gave Jennifer a hug as a carriage pulled up in front of the mansion.

"Thank you for everything, Ms. Scott." Elise replied. "I will write to you when Arno and myself meet with Connor. That much I promise."

Elise and Francois got into the back of the carriage, and waved to Jennifer as the carriage began to gallop away. Jennifer flashed a smile of approval as Elise's carriage vanished off into the horizon.