Disclaimer - I do not own Assassin's Creed and The Prince of Egypt. They are owned by Ubisoft and Dreamworks respectively.

I don't own the cover. It was made by luulala from DeviantArt.

Most of the characters here are fictional. A few historical characters are in no way related to the fictional characters at all. It's just fiction. The timelines here are fictional as well.

Before you start pointing fingers, I'm aware of the real timelines in both real life and in the Assassin's Creed franchise, so don't get mad at me.

I've had the idea of doing a parody of The Prince of Egypt using Assassin's Creed characters a few months ago. You'll know who is who as you read more into this.

I'm thinking of extending more into the story instead of being a copy-and-paste story. I'll be altering the story in some way.

If there are any mistakes, please tell me and reviews are very much appreciated no matter how positive or negative they are. This is my first fanfic, so please be nice.

Chapter 1: Prologue

Rome, Italy, 24 June 1476

01:50 am

The Assassins and whomever were affiliated with them, whether it be the townsfolk, thieves, mercenaries, or courtesans, were enslaved by the Borgia. The Borgia family were Templars, enemies of the Assassins. They sought to control them by turning them into slaves and making them perform hard labor for many years to come. They rose to power when their leader, Rodrigo Borgia, became the Pope. The Borgia made guards torture the slaves if they were not to work, rebel, or even try to escape. They even made the slaves wear insignias that bore the Assassins' logo so that they would know they were affiliated with the creed.

Townspeople would look at them with disgust and would laugh at them for the slaves are inferior to them. However, there are some townsfolk that sympathized and felt pity for the Assassins. They wish they could help, but couldn't for they would face the wrath of the Pope if they did. It was useless to complain to the government or try to protest because it was corrupted under the pressure of the Borgia.

Giovanni Auditore, an Assassin-turned-slave, planned to form a rebellion when he heard that Rodrigo was planning to issue an order to slaughter all the newborns of Assassins, when he was foretold that a child of an Assassin would rebel against him and take all the slaves out of Rome and into a good land full of peace and tranquility, away from the Borgia and Templar influence.

Giovanni's wife, Maria Auditore, was about to give birth to a child, so he rushed to get the nurse Annetta who is a slave herself. They both rushed back to the house of where the Auditores lived and they saw Maria on the ground with Federico and Claudia, their two children, trying to help their mother.

"Children, go to your rooms until I tell you to come out!" shouted Giovanni. The children did as they were told. Giovanni then rushed and kneeled to his wife's side. "Maria, I'm here. I brought Annetta."

"Quick! Get her on the table!" Annetta told Giovanni. Giovanni picked Maria up while Annetta cleared the table off and she rushed to get some towels and blankets. Maria started screaming for she couldn't hold the baby in for much longer. Maria got on the table and Annetta came to the end of her and shouted "Push!"

Maria did so and she screamed for it was painful to do so. Giovanni was there to comfort her. He held her hand and kissed her on the cheek telling her it was going to be okay. He prayed to God to make the baby come out safe and no harm would come to it. As Maria gave one more scream and pushed, the baby finally came out. Annetta held the baby, cut the umbilical cord, and wrapped a blanket around the newborn.

"It's a boy," said Annetta.

"Thank God," exclaimed Giovanni. "Claudia! Federico! Come here!"

The two children peeked out of their rooms and saw their parents and Annetta. "Yes, Father?" questioned Claudia.

"Meet your new baby brother," said Maria in her tired voice.

The two children came over to their mother to stare at their new baby brother who was cradled by her. Claudia was happy, scared, and sad all at the same time for she knew this might be her first time seeing him and in the morning, her last for she feared he would die at the hands of the Borgia.

"He's so cute," Claudia noticed.

"Too bad this will be our last time seeing him," snarked Federico. "He's going to die the next day." Giovanni gave him a small slap on the head, telling him to mind his manners. Federico may have been five years old, but one could say he was a smartass.

"It's a shame he's born when the Pope gave the order of killing all the newborns," said Annetta. "How are you going to protect him?"

"We had it all planned out," Giovanni said. "Claudia, get the basket." Claudia went into her room, grabbed the basket, and brought it over to her father. "We constructed this basket a week ago. We made the weaves so tight, no water could get into it. It took a few tries, but it worked."

"You mean you're going to leave your child in the river all alone?" questioned the shocked Annetta, for she could not believe that this family could leave their newborn child unsupervised. However, she understood what they were planning on doing.

"No," said Maria. "Claudia will follow the basket and make sure no harm will come to our child. We are relying on God and the Tiber River to take our child to a place where he can live free and to a good family who will take care of him. He shouldn't have to live as a slave, and we believe that one day, he will deliver us out of this hellhole we call Roma (Rome)."

"Oh, I see."

"Once our child is safe, Claudia will ask that family if they should need a wet nurse. If they say yes, then Claudia will know who to bring."

"And if they decline?"

Maria didn't answer for they haven't thought about the possibility if the family would decline the offer of bringing a wet nurse.

"I'm sure they'll figure something out," Giovanni interceded. "I am planning to lead a rebellion against that Borgia pig whom they call a Pope. Who is he to slaughter all our newborns just because he fears that they will grow up and rebel against him? Our son will be the deliverer and will take us away from here!"

"Have you thought of a name for him?" Annetta changed the subject.

"We'll let the new family name him," answered Maria.

"Well, I'm tired and that'll be all for today. Congratulations on the baby and that'll be 150 florins."

"I'll pay you an extra 25 if you don't tell anyone about this," bargained Giovanni. "Not even the Borgia themselves."

There have been times when some Assassin slaves became spies for the Borgia and they were paid handsomely. The Auditores and others were careful and superstitious not to reveal anything for who knows what would happen. Annetta didn't care about telling anyone for she was too tired to snitch and she was not a spy. "Deal," she agreed. Giovanni went into his bedroom and brought the nurse his payment. The nurse took it and left the house taking her medical supplies with her.

Maria got off the table and took her newborn child to her bedroom. "Don't worry, mio caro (my love)," she spoke. "Soon, we will see each other again and you will be our deliverer. Claudia, Federico, go to sleep. We have a big day in the morning."

"But I just met my baby brother. I don't want to give him up." As Claudia spoke, tears came out of her eyes.

"You won't have to say goodbye to him." Giovanni intervened. "You'll see him again soon. When the day comes, we will all be ready."

Claudia wiped the tears off her face and joined her brother to bed. Giovanni then joined Maria in their bedroom who was cradling the child. As they both caressed their child, he finally went to sleep. Giovanni put him in the crib that he made a few months ago and joined Maria for their prayer.

"Dear Lord, hear our prayer," Maria prayed. "You have blessed us with a child in a time of adversity. We beg Thee, please take our child to a safe place away from the Borgia. Please take him to a good family who will take care of him. Please bring him back to us when the time is right. Please protect my husband for the rebellion in the morning. Please let no harm happen to us and keep us always safe in Your care. Amen."

"Amen," Giovanni repeated. After the prayer was done, they went to sleep.

Author's Notes:

I'll upload the second chapter soon.