Another fanfic for the 100 prompt challenge! This one is based around the word "Ends". Suggested Micheletto/Cesare, if you look, but mostly just friendship. At first I thought about making this chapter from Cesare's POV, but I then changed my mind and made it on Micheletto's point of view instead. I like that character so much too. Also, this is all based around Historical facts, as summarised as I could make them, although I assumed that the pope that went after Alexander VI was killed by Micheletto). When Micheletto was captured and tortured he refused to betray Cesare, even after his death. I will surely write a Micheletto/Cesare fanfic soon, so much potential 3. Well, I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Assassins Creed or any of the historical characters mentioned here
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It had happened too quickly. Rodrigo Borgia died, and suddenly, the whole papal guard had tried to capture and destroy us. They had succeeded, capturing Cesare, while I had managed to fled Rome and save myself, swearing to free my master and friend. I had failed to bring him the army he had asked me for, and in turn he had been captured. "It was all my fault! All my fault!" I repeated to myself, trying to resist the unbearable pain I was being put through.
I remembered the events clearly. Cesare had been captured by the papal guard, accused of incest. I immediately tried to take action, and killed the pope who succeeded Alexander VI (Rodrigo Borgia) and ordered Cesare's imprisonment. I didn't manage to liberate him though, and soon an even worse pope had been elected. One that had been completely against Rodrigo Borgia and his family: Giuliano della Rovere (Julius II). He immediately ordered Cesare to be given to Spain to be judged. Cesare was imprisoned soon in a castle there. Cesare remained there for two years more, until he managed to escape in 1506, and was given protection after going from village to village in hiding by his brother-in-law John III of Navarre. I had heard of this. The guards of the prisions enjoyed telling me, Cesare's butcher and most loyal man, what happened to him, during the tortures. They tried many times to make me betray him. Many times. Each with a torture far worse than the one before it. I heard the wheel of the rack being turned again, and a hot-burning iron being put on my skin again. "He decided to attack Viana, you know butcher?" The torturer said, before laughing cruelly. I gathered my last strengths to talk. it was a bad idea. All the times I had decided to talk I had ended up in a very bad state. "He will always be better that you filthy scum" I said confidently, spitting on the man's face. He was outraged, and immediately more pain was inflicted on him. I tried to imagine what my master would be doing right now, fighting in Viana. I tried to imagine the best possible outcome, him winning over the villa and returning to power. However I knew this was not possible. I felt another surge of pain, far worse than what I had felt before. Not physically, but emotionally, or in my heart. I could feel it. I could feel my master's life being taken away, who knows by who's hands. I closed my eyes, and fought to stop the tears that gathered in my eyes. "Tell us your secrets, butcher!" The torturer shouted again. "Never!" I shouted back. I would never betray him. Not even when his end had come.