The Creed's Land

by novamoon

Germany leaves his country after his family is hanged and goes to Italy. Italy soon meets Ezio, who is searching for new members of the Brotherhood. They just might get some too. Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.

1. Chapter 1

3rd person P.O.V

As Germany watched a far he watched a rope snug around his grandfather's and brother's necks. He knew his home wouldn't be safe for long. Climbing over buildings he reached his home. He grabbed what he thought was important some money, food, etc. As he was leaving he saw a journal on an abandoned shelf and flipped through it curiously. In it finding drawings and various other things they looked like entries from his grandfather. He took it and went to his only friend's house.

Italy was tired. Tired of the wars between his government and the people. Tired of sorting out their bullsh*t. Tired of everything. Germany, his best friend came and stayed with him after losing his family. He could have stayed with the other Germanic states but he claimed it would cause him too much pain. Austria had Hungary and Switzerland had Lichtenstein. He had no one. No one but Italy. But Italy was going to find the real bad guys and make them sorry. Even if he got a little dirty. He could probably even get Germany in on it to.

Italy's P.O.V

A man? With Machiavelli? In all White? Should I walk up to them? After a few minutes of silently following them he finally ran up to them. "buon giorno! (good day!) Signore Machiavelli Signore...(sir)"

"Ezio. I'm a friend of Machiavelli." Ezio said. "How may we be of assistance Italia (Italy)?" "Mister Germany's family was hanged. He doesn't know what to do. He wants revenge but he doesn't want to hurt his country. What would you do?"

Ezio's P.O.V

Figlio di una pistola (son of a gun)! He jumped right to my feelings! I never even thought about who was being affected at first, should I offer the Brotherhood? "Ezio, what would you do?" Italy asked. "Che cosa ho fatto è più simile. (What have I done is more like it.)" I mumble. Italy hears me though and says "And what did you do?" "I killed the men responsible and joined this army-like organization to protect the people." "Grazie (thanks)! I will pass on your idea!" He said probably off to find his friend who's family had the same fate as mine.