That night Kia felt unease. There was something stirring up in the midst of the night, she just knew it. It was tearing at her mind as she played through several scenes of finding Alfonso's dead body in Florence. She shook her head, trying to clear the horrid thoughts. As if that would do anything.
' Don't do anything stupid my ass! '
The anxious woman thought bitterly as she quickly tore from the warm covers and sat upright on her bed. Her hard gaze was focused on the floor, muttering a couple of curses.
' Cazzo. Knowing that fool, he's probably in deep shit. ' She snorted loudly. ' And naturally, the novizio is the one who has to save him.'
Making quick work of herself, she began recklessly rummaging through the worn dressers for a pair of trousers, a decent shirt and socks. She tossed an off-the-shoulder black blouse with a frill at the neckline and a deep royal red lace-up underbust bodice on her bed. Followed by a pair of tight trousers and some white socks. Kia was managing to get the frustrating top over her head and socks on at the same time. No, the socks were not over her head. She checked, twice. Next came the red bodice, which she put on with ease, but the trousers not so much. The woman was hopping on one leg trying to get the other into the pants. Kia must've been a sight to see.
Damn you, Alfonso.
A moment later, she had finally conquered over the damn pants and got both legs in. She stepped into her boots, buckling them well and tight. Throwing on her utility belt and gloves. A silvery blonde strand of hair fell into her eyes She realized her hair must've been a wavy mess but it would have to wait later.
Time was of the essence.
Strapping a couple of daggers onto her thigh, she headed out into the night. A cool gush of wind greeted her face as she trudged along looking for anything out of the ordinary. It was dark, real dark. The only light Kia could see was from the pale moonlight, and the distant flickering of lit candles from houses. It's not like she was afraid or anything, if that's what your thinking. She wasn't afraid of the dark.
She was intimidated by it.
" I could probably get a better look at the city if I travel by the rooftops. "
With that thought she jumped a couple of boxes and grasped onto the ledge, hauling herself up she reached out for the window sill, once the rouge got the feel of it, she was scaled the building quickly and hoisted herself on the roof. Pacing herself, she sprinted across the roof of the building and accomplished a fine leap across a lengthy gap. But she didn't stop there; she repeated the process over and over while keeping her eyes set for anything peculiar. Where the hell would that idiota be at this hour? Surely, he could've been playing around with some whore but there was something in her gut telling her that he was in trouble. Usually, that something in her gut, whatever the hell it was, was correct. How she hated that thing in her gut.
As Kia neared the edge of another roof the sharp sound of swords clashing sliced through the air. There were men fighting down there! She crouched down low so she could get a better look at their faces and stay hidden at the same time.
One of them was a fat man with oily, thick black hair that reached his shoulders. He had a nasty looking beard as well and was dressed in tattered rags. There was a familiar face she recognized, Eguardo Altavilla. He had it out for Alfonso and strived to make his life a living hell, he even tried to get Kia into his bed once just to piss him off. As if that pig would ever touch her, her face wrinkled up in disgust at the thought of it.
Kia gasped in utter terror at the third face, tears were brimming in her eyes at the sight of it. It was Alfonso; he was wounded badly and covered in his blood. That's it, she was going to kill Eguardo. She was going to fucking kill him! She had her finger readied upon one of her daggers, she was going in for the kill and no second thought would keep her from doing so. Eguardo raised his sword to finish him off and Alfonso. . Alfonso was closing his eyes ready to embrace death.
' Today is not the day.. You're not dying today, my friend. '
Without a moment's hesitation Kia jumped down the roof and tackled Eguardo down to the cold hard ground. Her dagger was already deep with his chest and he was dead. Eguardo was dead and gone.
'Good riddance to bad trash.'
The rouge thought bitterly as she went over to Alfonso, inspecting his wounds with much care. He struggled to sit up, failing with each attempt as Kia begged him to stop.
" Stop it, Alfonso. You will only hurt yourself more." Her voice sounded broken and pained, but Alfonso kept trying despite her warnings. A figure was approaching them from behind. It was the stinky fat man, his sword was drawn out as he quietly stalked the two than he lunged at them.
He cried out " Die!" it was loud enough to alert the Kia and Alfonso.
" Kia move!" Alfonso yelled but Kia did the opposite and clung onto his chest.' his strong warm chest.'
In response, he maneuvered Kia out the way giving the fat man the opportunity at a good slash up Alfonso's back. His cry of pain echoed and it tore Kia's heart to shreds. She gathered all of her pain and anger into the ball of her right fist and connected it with the fat man's face, instantly knocking him out. She ran back over to Alfonso's weak body and lifted him into her arms who in return gave her a small pained smile. There wasn't anything she could do, Alfonso's body was way to heavy to carry over to a doctor.. And she was sure he wasn't going to last that long at all. He was going to die here, in her arms, and on the street. And she cried hard into his chest for that one person she could count on would not always be there with her.
" Oh Alfonso." She sobbed. "What am I to do without you? Please, don't die."
He rubbed the small of her back, comfortingly, cooing her to stop crying. He cracked a smile, even through the immense pain he was in. Alfonso reached into his breast's pocket and pulled out a small black case.
" Here." He urged the object towards me. " Please take it. "
Kia took the small black box into her trembling hands, flipped open the clasps, and opened the black box. It was a ring! ..A wedding ring. She couldn't control her tears anymore they wouldn't stop flowing from her eyes. The woman buried herself into his chest and clung tightly to Alfonso, despite his wounds.
" I love you Kia, I've always have and always will. I wish I had more time.. " he sighed regretfully. " but just know that you will never be alone here, in this world. Because I'll always be by you. I promise." He whispered softly into her hair.
" You better be." She managed to crack a small smile at Alfonso, but inside her heart was breaking. It hurt so much, more than any bruise or cut she had ever gotten. It's easy to tune out the pain that a bruise would cause but you can't tune out your heart. A small laugh erupted from his lips and as it faded out so did he.
Alfonso was gone.
Author/Note:
I feel it a little lacking in the background information department. I mean it kinda just briefly introduces the characters and then you get this sad chapter right after the first, which was hella short. But then I don't really want it to be forced, I kinda want the story to just go with the flow. (SPOILERSIWARNEDYOU)Maybe we'll have Kia explain her life story and more about her and Alfonso to like Ezio or something. :P(SPOILERSIWARNEDYOU)
