This is my first Fanfiction, so please understand I am trying to get my feet on the ground with this. Just wanting to add my two cents in the fanfiction world for the first time. This Fanfiction is a continuing story so do not fret if it is short to you. This is just the introduction to the deal that I wrote a bit ago and worked with for days. Rated T for the time being, Rated M later on for more mature situations. Ezio/OC romance fanfiction. Be sure I do want to hear what you all have to say about my fanfictions. Please message me if you have Ideas and so on about future chapters or ideas that would add to the story. Or if you want to rant on about how bad I write, that is good too. I would love to hear it all.
Intro
Violetta Silvestri was thinking about Ezio Auditore again.
Ezio was a wild Assassin with long soft Hair that he kept up in a red ribbon and solid Arms that have seen battle.
Violetta walked over to the window and reflected on her old-fashioned surroundings.
She had always loved the Tiber Island roof top with its calm, cold River.
It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel delighted.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone.
It was the lone figure of Ezio Auditore.
Violetta gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was an understanding, charming, Wine drinker with
dirty Hair that simply spilled over her shoulders and Scrawny Arms that have yet to toughen up in any kind of combat.
Her friends saw her as an weak, shaming Assassin. Once, she had even helped the thieves into hiding but getting caught herself.
But not even an understanding person who had once helped the thieves into hiding, was prepared for what Ezio had in store today.
The rain hit the window like a reminder she was not to leave, making Violetta lonely.
Violetta grabbed a silver Hidden blade that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.
As Violetta stepped outside and Ezio came closer, she could see the scattered smile on his face.
Ezio gazed with the affection of an alpha wolf to a female wolf. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want Love."
Violetta looked back, even more lonely and still fingering the silver Hidden blade. "Ezio, master," she replied.
They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two deafening, old Dogs chatting at a very optimistic accident, which had Violin music playing in the
background and two unhelpful recruits drinking to the beat.
Violetta studied Ezio's soft long brown Hair and solid Arms. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Violetta in apologetic tones,
"but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Ezio."
Ezio looked calm, his emotions raw like a foolish, wounded animal looking for attention.
Violetta could actually hear Ezio's emotions shatter into so many pieces, like glass. Then the Master Assassin hurried away into the distance.
Not even a glass of Wine would calm Violetta's nerves tonight.