Details of Harlan T. Cunningham’s life were difficult to acquire, as many traces of his identity before becoming an Assassin were altered or erased by Gavin Banks. It is only thanks for Agent da Costa’s remarkable skills that we are able to piece together this profile.

Cunningham was outed as homosexual in high school, which unfortunately ruined a promising wrestling career. He left Texas as quickly as he could, and fled to Europe. Cunningham was recruited by the Brotherhood in Florence, Italy, under the leadership of Assassin veteran Adriano Maestranzi (does his name mean ‘mentor’ by chance?).

Sigma Team attacked the Florence hideout in 2012, but Maestranzi detonated a bomb. Three Assassins were killed before the explosion, but Sigma Team was annihilated in the process. Cunningham and I were the only survivors.

Cunningham was last sighted in Rotterdam, alongside Arend Schut, a former mixed martial arts champion who also a suffered a career backlash when he came out as homosexual. It is clear that Cunningham is mentoring Schut in the ways of the Brotherhood. Although physically gifted and extremely dangerous, Schut is a poor choice as an Assassin. He is incapable of keeping a low profile and will compromise the Brotherhood, despite himself.

Recently, Cunningham stole a Piece of Eden from an Abstergo facility in Rotterdam. During the operation, Schut was charged to attack Abstergo employees throughout the city to draw attention away from his mentor (and lover). Although Sigma Team managed to reclaim the item, both Cunningham and Schut escaped (because Sorkin was a dipshit). I will not allow Cunningham to get away from me a third time.

Violet: This is a priority message to all Sigma Team operatives, Assassins have stolen an artifact from our Rotterdam storage facility. Rally point is at 51.887107 by 4.559017. Be there by oh-six-hundred local time. Stragglers will be put to death, so move it!

Listen up, losers. There are two confirmed Assassins operating in the city. Target number 1 is Harlan Cunningham, the only survivor of a cell in Florence that our fearless leader eradicated a couple of years back. He stole the Precursor Box and is on the run.

Target number 2 has been identified as Arend Schut, former MMA champion and now Cunningham’s disciple… and lover. How romantic! He’s running interference, murdering our Templar agents embedded in Abstergo facilities throughout the city.

Berg: Sorkin, take Sigma Team and go after Schut. I will take down Cunningham myself, and recover the artifact.

Violet: I don’t like the idea of you going alone, boss.

Berg: I want to deal with him personally. Sigma Team, maintain contact with Violet at all times. You have your orders!

Violet: Sorkin you dipshit, don’t engage him hand-to-hand! Pull your men back!

[Sounds of a typical session in Call of Duty]

Schut: Come get some!

Sorkin: He’s got my gun!

[More CoD noises]

Violet: Sniper One, do you have a shot?

Sniper One: Negative, he’s using Sorkin as a shield.

[You get the idea]

Sorkin: He’s tearing us apart! Take the shot!

[He took the shot]

Sorkin: AAAAAAAAAARRGGGGGHHH!

Sniper One: I hit Sorkin!

[Sounds like the operation is “booming”]

Sniper One: He dropped a smoke bomb! I’ve lost visual!

Sorkin: He’s… gah… he’s gone!

Violet: That’s our cue. Pick your sorry asses up and get to the extraction point! Double time!

[Meanwhile…]

Cunningham: Just… just fucking kill me already!

Berg: I had a dream about you.

Cunningham: That’s sweet, but I’m with someone.

Berg: In my dream, you never made it out of Florence alive.

Cunningham: What can I say? I’m too stubborn to die.

[Some Michael Bay effects]

Schut: Hello, lover!

Berg: Perkele!

Cunningham: We can’t leave the box behind!

Schut: Fuck that. I killed half of Sigma Team. Let’s quit while we’re ahead.

[Pew, pew, pew]

Cunningham: See you in your dreams, Berg!

Violet: What a shit show.

Berg: Compile the relevant parts of our audio logs and send them to Laetitia England. Tell her this is exactly why she should be letting us hunt Assassins.

Cross: Otso Berg. The big star of the Animi Training Program. Show me what you’ve got, you arrogant prick!

Berg: If you insist, Master Cross.

[Cross got owned]

Berg: I believe that my training will soon be complete. Wouldn’t you agree?

[Cross cackling]

Berg: What’s so funny?

Cross: I was wrong about you. You’re not arrogant, you’re just deeply fucking stupid.

Berg:

Oh?

Cross: Your body, your mind, they’re not yours anymore, you understand? All you have left are the voices.

Berg:

I don’t suffer from your condition. My Animus sessions were carefully–

Cross: No, no, no! My voices are ghosts. Dead. So they can only ever say the same things over and over and over and over. But the ones in your head will never die. And they own you now.

Berg:

I am the Order’s humble servant.

Cross: You’re not even a person anymore! You’re a tool, a weapon, a plaything!

Berg:

We’re done here.

[Berg saunters away]

Cross: And in their glorious New World Order, there won’t be any room for broken toys like us!

Daniel Cross

☼ 9 March 1974
† 14 December 2012