A/N- Hi hi! Its Ashlex in Pearl with yet another Assassins Creed experiment! Just yesterday ( I think...) I beat Brotherhood! And the whole guild of assassins that you can actually see standing around inspired me! This is not only to tell you that this is an experiment, but that these are also basically OC's. All of the names were taken from the game, but, if you've played it, I'm sure you believe me. This is an introduction to the story that will be basically a series of one shots, but sort of stiuck to a certain timeline. Like... those TV shows that don't have an actual storyline, but each episode affects the next in some ways.
Anyway, I hope you like it. This is just my way of having fun until Revelations comes out in November!
Oh yeah, and feel free to say whatever you like about AC. Besides Altair's Chronicles, I've played all of them.
Nothing is true, everything is permitted.
These are the words each and every one of us has held to heart.
We fight in the dark to protect the light. We are Assassins.
But, life is not all about killing and being chased by the Templars and the Borgia alike. Assassins may be killers, but we're people too. And like normal people, we hurt, laugh, cry, rejoice, and have fun just the same. The only difference is how.
The Brotherhood was rebuilt in Italy during the early 16th century, by its top Assassin and master, Ezio Auditore da Firenze. Soon after he, with the help of Niccolo Machiavelli and the other Assassins, the guild grew and had a few good members, some strong, others resourceful. But, more often than not, they were left to entertain themselves, when not given a mission or Ezio was away on his own task, too busy to train them. As Ezio brought them to them to the hideout, one by one until there was five, he had them introduce themselves.
The first was a round-faced and sort of short man with dark eyes and a thin brown hair.. He bowed his head at the group and gave a stern look, "My name is Nino Nastagio. I am honored to have been invited to be apart of the brotherhood by the most talked about man in all of Rome."
The next man looked significantly older, his features more sharp and narrow, his eyes light and his hair receding. He bowed his head as well, "I am Enrico Emilione of Rome. I am a proud Roman and wish nothing more than to see the Borgia fall! They have caused me nothing less than trouble since I have started reading into everything they do. Protests are not enough for the Roman people to see the wrong-doings."
The next man stepped forward with him and raised his fist. He looked similar to Enrico, but his eyes were darker and filled with more of a desire to kill, "Yes! We must make the Borgia fall to their knees! Writhing in pain! I am Tullio Taglipietra, and I will bring pain and suffering upon those who hurt our home!" he announced.
The next man just laughed and shook his at Tullio's confidence, "You better be careful, your aorrogance may be your downfall."
"You know nothing!" Tullio defended.
The man laughed again, "I know enough." And they could tell he had. The man had scars on his face and arms, evidence from many battles he must have endured, "I have fought with the Borgia many times, all over the city. I am Augusto Fornari. I may not be so arrogant as some," his comment directed at Tullio, "but I get by with my strength and experience."
Ezio seemed pleased with the group. He looked to the last of them, the only woman, "And you, madame?" he asked her.
The woman smiled at him, her hair long and blonde and her eyes a deep brown, "My name is Annetta Abete. Like Enrico, I am a proud Roman, however, I am not the type of woman to just sit back and let the men take care of everything," she grinned, "I can handle myself, as you have noticed, master." Her tone towards Ezio was sweeter than it was to anyone else, "It is truly an honor." she bowed towards him.
Ezio grinned as he looked at each of them. All of them possessed unique characteristics and each had their own little quirks. Nino was the strong, more silent type; Enrico could be seen with a book in his hand, or a map, or anything he could study and learn something new and useful; Tullio was a hot-headed fighter, but strong none-the-less; Augusto had what the others didn't, and that was experience; and Annetta was probably the strongest of all of them, it was not easy to find a woman like her who was so willing to throw herself into the thrall of battle with her life on the line.
"Very good," Ezio started, raising his arms to them, "Then it shall begin. All of you will be trained to become skilled assassins. You will learn to keep yourselves hidden in plain sight, always vigilant when outside these walls. You will be sent to places outside Italy to take down, not only the Borgia, but Templars all across Europe."
As he finished his speech, all of the recruits looked at each other, each face as eager as the last. They all agreed to stay vigilant, especially when they are outside where the guards will notice, and they will look out for each other. Ezio smiled at them. He was proud of them, and hoped that he would not disappoint them. They were his recruits and this was his Brotherhood.