I am Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was born in 1518 in the village of Glenfinnan on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal.

From the dawn of time we came, moving silently down through the centuries. Living many secret lives, struggling to reach the time of the gathering, when the few who remain will battle to the last.

William Wallace killed fifty men. Fifty, if it was one. A hundred men, with his own sword. Cut through them like Moses through the Red Sea.