Hey, you guys! It's JustAForgottenSecret here! Yep... another story... but it's Assassin's Creed now. ;) Anyways, sorry that the first chapter is so short. Only about 2,000-2,500 words... But first chapters for me are always the hardest to do. Longer chapters for sure later on... but for now, you'll have to settle for this.(:
I've also had thought bunnies swarm my head (haha, get it? Bunnies? And it's close to Easter? Bun...nies? Oh nevermind) and force me to write down THIS DAMN STORY.
OCxEzio paring that takes place in Brotherhood. I've noticed that pretty much all Ezio parings are in the second game... so I just thought "hey, why not?" and placed my own person throughout the Brotherhood storyline. Hope you guys enjoy it I love you all. (:
Disclaimer; Well my lovlies, it's time for me to admit something... I do not own Assassin's Creed. Even though I really wish I did... If I did... let's just say I'd own a lot of shirtless eyecandy slaves... what. _ ANYWAYS. I only own Alessa and any other OC's that appear. You may borrow Alessa... but no stealing. SHE'S MINE! (:
I'll try and update every week or two weeks, but I guess it really just depends if I get any reviews or not.
I kept my face down, staring at the uneven pavement of stone and bricks that lined the roads, kicking any loose rocks. I reach for my coin purse, pulling in free from my side. I peered in to find nothing left, just dust. Sighing, I looked up for the nearest merchant cart. As if on cue, shouts from a man behind a stand trying to draw in customers filled my ears. I quickly turned where the sound was coming from, and noticed his stall was vacant, save for the two women he was currently bargaining with. I took the opportunity and stalked my way closer to his stand. I loomed over the counter, examining his wears. He noticed me and gave me a nod, signaling he'll attend to me in a minute. I quickly scanned over his items and locked eyes with a very well-crafted pair of boots.
Those could bring in a pretty florin or two, I thought happily.
My eyes drifted back to the merchant and his customer, who were deeply in conversation. I looked around; the second woman was nowhere to be found. Shrugging, I brought my eyes back to the boots. As quiet as I could, I reach over to the boots, grasping my hand around the top of it, and snatched it back to me, hiding it beneath my hooded robes. I turned around quickly, and pushed my way through the crowds, blending in as best I could.
"My boots!" An absolutely livid man behind me shouted, "Guards! Guards!" I snickered and chanced a glance behind me. Much to my horror, the merchant was staring straight at me with his finger raised in my direction yelling, "There she is! There's the thief! Get her!"
I clutched the boots tighter and pushed the unfortunate people in front of me off to the side, dashing through them like a bat out of hell. I turned down several dark alleys, hoping to lose my pursuers, but had no luck. I turned another right and ended up back into a merchant's square. I stopped momentarily and looked around frantically for a blacksmith selling his wears, and smiled as said merchant came into my view. I took long, even strides in his direction, as not to raise any suspicions, and tapped my foot impatiently standing behind a man currently observing a sword. I took quick glances behind me every few minutes, keeping an eye out for guards. The man finally decided the sword wasn't worth as much as the merchant was offering, and dropped the weapon, huffing in irritation while stalking away.
I took his place within seconds and picked up the sword he threw on the counter. It was a fine sword; a gleaming silver blade curved and what looked like to be made out of steel, and the handle was intricate with black and gold designs on it.
"Nine hundred and fifty florins and it's yours," the cocky merchant stated matter-of-factly.
"Have any knives, too?" I quickly questioned, seeing the guards searching the crowd for my face. He turned around and bent over, rummaging in a crate nearby. "Five will do just fine."
"There she is!" One of the guards practically screamed.
I cursed underneath my breath just about the same time the merchant dropped the knives on the counter. The sounds of armor rubbing against itself reach my ears once more as the guards charged my way. I quickly grasped one of the knives laid on the counter and twisted my body around, hurling the knife at the closest guard. The knife embedded itself in the unprotected face of the guard, killing him instantly. Screams echoed in the square as the body of the man before me fell and bounced off the hard pavement. Even the guards slowed down for a moment or two, in awe at the fallen man that lay at their feet. Then, all at once, men and women alike scrambled away from the scene, trampling over fallen people. I snatched the rest of the knives off of the counter and stuck them in my belt, then took off running down the nearest flight of stairs, sword still in hand.
I kept running, jumping over fences and low walls, keeping my composure calm. The sound of screaming women and feet hitting pavement was all that was heard throughout my escaping. I turned another corner, and almost ran face-first into a wall. I backed up a few steps, only to see a flat, useless wall block my path. I spun around just in time to see the guards round the corner.
"We have you surrounded, there's no escape now." One of them chuckled darkly.
I frantically searched the alley for an escape, but found none. Cursing under my breath once more, I drew out my stolen sword and held it up in a defensive stance. One of the three men charged at me, raising his sword high in the air as the other two stood watching. I swiftly brought my own sword up to deflect his attack. The sound of metal hitting metal echoed in the alley, leaving a loud ringing sound in my ears. My aggressor pushed down with his weapon, and I pushed back. I was slowly losing this battle. I ducked out from the mono-eh-mono fight and rolled between his legs. Before he had time to act, I quickly brought up my sword and slipped it between a kink in his armor right where his spine would be. He fell with an agonizing scream. I spun around to see the other two men staring at me.
My eyes couldn't focus on them, but what was behind them, meters away. A tower loomed over all of the other buildings, A Borgia tower, I mentally hissed in my head.
I brought my eyes back to the guards, and one started to charge me but was cut off by a deafening explosion somewhere behind them. He stopped, mid-run, and turned around. I brought my eyes back up to the Borgia tower, which was going up into flames, the flags on the sides burning faster than anyone could blink. I took this moment and dashed by the guards, who were still in shock. Pushing my way through the familiar streets of Rome, I sheathed my sword between my belt where my knives currently rest.
Shouts of aggravated men made me chance a glace behind me, only to see that three more men had joined my original two. I looked forward again and ran faster, knocking any unfortunate person to cross my path. I grasped one knife in each hand and ran towards a wall. The wall luckily had a flower cart in front of it, a great way to slow the guards down and propel myself upwards. Jumping up of the side of the cart, I pushed myself off of it and stabbed the knife I had in my hand into the wall. I chanced a glance behind me, seeing the guards rounding the corner sent me back into a frenzy to get up the wall. I stabbed the knives into the wall, scaling it quicker than I could've imagined I could. The moment I got to the corner of the building, an arrow stuck itself into the spot of wall right beside my head. I stared at it wide eyed for a moment and scrambled on the top of the building. I stood up, and once more, darted across the side of the building. The sound of clapping and cheering nobles made me scowl.
To them, this is all just a big feat. A stunt. I thought angrily, they don't understand that it's life or death for me.
I peered over the edge of the building, and sure enough, large crowds of elegantly dressed nobles crowded the streets whistling, clapping, and cheering. Looking down the street, behind me, the same five guards were found chasing me. I lept off the building and down into a flower cart, immediately jumping out afterward. I kept running down the street and into another alley, turning many corners, still hearing the heavy footsteps of the guards behind me. I stopped and mentally cursed myself.
I really need to stop running into alleys….
Another dead end greeted me. I turned around to find the three more guards had joined the original five, and made a sort of semi-circle around me. I drew my sword with one hand, and two of my knives in the other. I waited for the first attack. My breath caught when I realized this would probably be the end. Slowly, I started letting out breaths.
One breath;
No one moved.
Another breath;
Silence.
A third breath;
The first move was made.
The guard farthest from me, behind the mob, charged forward with his sword raised. I side-stepped him and brought my own sword to the back of his knees, making him fall forward in agony while I tossed one of the knives in my hand to one of the men in the crowed, which stuck itself in his neck.
Two down, six to go.
That's when hell broke loose. All six of the men charged me at once, I barley deflected the first one's attack when another sword came down opposite of me. Tossing my last knife I had at a guard, I kicked another in the groin who was advancing on me. I took a quick glance around at how many were left.
Five.
Apparently, my knife throw had been a successful one. Three men laid dead around the "circle". The other men sparing no time to come at me again. Two of them had their swords raised while the others held large, swinging axes. I grasped one's wrist and stabbed at the other. Rolling out from underneath them, I narrowly dogged an arrow that had lodged itself into the wall right where I was standing. I stood once again and started backing up slowly as they charged me. The ax men came at me next. I stood frozen for a moment. They were so big! Their armor was bulky and the axes were the biggest I had ever laid eyes on. One of their axes swung at my sword and knocked it clear out of my hand. Skittering across the hard stone floor, it came to a rest by one of the sword-carrying guards feet. The guard looked at the sword, then me, and smirked as he kept a protective foot placed on it. I glared at him and brought my attention back to the ax-wielding super men. I frantically reached for one of my knives in my belt….. only to find there were none.
Well… shit.
I jumped backwards as an ax landed right where I was standing only moments before. I lost my balance and fell, right in front of the other axman, who brought his ax into the ground. I rolled out of the way just a moment to late. The ax caught my arm as I was rolling and left a nasty gash the width of my whole arm in place. I cried out at the pain. Standing up as fast as I could, I backed up even farther away from the guards. One of the sword guards charged at me, and I grabbed his wrist and wrenched the sword from his grasp, not before he swung it down and cut my leg, of course. I hissed through clenched teeth and drove the sword through the guard's back, kicking him off once he was dead. My sleeve and arm was drenched in my blood, and the blood of the guards.
Four more; two axmen, an archer, and a swordsman.
One of the axmen caught me off guard and struck me in the leg, sending me tumbling to the ground. Hitting my head heard on the cold stone pavement, I nearly screamed from my wounds, my vision becoming blurry from all of the pain. My sword fell out of my hands once again sometime during the fall, rendering me weaponless. I looked up into the sky in a daze, but quickly leaned myself up on my elbows. The two axmen had parted, and let the man with the sword between them, in front of me. After whispering something incoherent to the others, the axmen walked over to my wrists and stepped on them. Strangely enough though, not putting all their weight on me.
The man with the sword then leaned over me and cooed, "Such a shame that it ends like this. You are – were – a pretty girl." He traced the point of his sword over my stomach while he talked. "Someone as beautiful as you shouldn't have her skin marred with the look of death, should they?" He pushed the sword deeper in my stomach, cutting thin lines. I gasped from the sudden pain, my limbs burning from the rest of my injuries.
The archer that stood behind the swordsmen fell down, gurgling with a small dagger protruding from his throat. The man with the sword, the captain, I'm guessing, turned around suddenly and inspected the man. Moments later he too, fell forward with another dagger, very similar like the one in the other man's neck, imbedded into his back. He axmen stepped off my wrists and I sat up slowly. The clashing of swords behind me, drawing my attention. A man in white robes, with his hood drawn, was fighting against the other two men. I looked around for my sword and found it a good length away. I crawled over to it and grasped the hilt of it, standing up. I made my way slowly to the axmen or axman, now. One lay dead. Knocking off his helmet I drew the sword up and plunged it into his neck killing him instantly. My legs felt weak, my body burned from exhaustion, my vision was blurry and unclear, and I'm sure my head has a nasty bump on the back of it.
I closed my eyes, So this is how I die…
My knees buckled and I fell on the ground. The man let out a gasp and knelt in front of me, shaking me vigorously. My eyes opened a little, but everything was blurry, too blurry to make out anything. They fluttered closed again and breathing became harder. I barley remembered the feeling of being lifted into the air when exhaustion took over me and blackness was all that remained.
I APOLOGIZE ONCE MORE FOR THE SHORTNESS.
I hate how short it is... honestly. It sickens me. But me being that lazy ass I am, I'm not gonna delete it, write more about it, then post it again... Plus... it's at a good ending point.(;
Alessa: "She is very lazy. She didn't even conjure up a middle or last name for me!"
Me: "Shut up! You're supposed to be unconscious right now!"
Ezio: *winks* "And in my arms."
Alessa/Me: *facepalms*
Me: "Ezio... Just... just shut up." *sighs* "Read and Review, please guys(: Just a click away from longer chapters and more reveales about Alessa's past."(:
Alessa: "So you're just going to broadcast my secrets?"
Me: "It's gonna happen sooner or later."(;
Ezio: *whispers* "Also, more reviewing means more me." *winks*
Me: "EZIO!"
Desmond: "COOKIES!" :D
Me: *sighs and facepalm* "I am surrounded by idiots."
