Universe: Assassin's Creed 2 and Brotherhood (AU)
Main Character: Paola
Pairing: Paola/Giovanni, later one-sided (non traditional pairing)
Rating: T (Warning: Minor sexual (mostly rape) references)
Chapter Summary: Their hearts were so heavy.
Year/s: From 1454 - 1476
Word Count: 688 (according to Microsoft Word)
A/N: I'm uploading this early because it's my birthday on Saturday, and I want to have a break from writing on Sunday. :3 Song belongs to Florence + the Machine. It's my new favourite now :) Not really an "important moment" in Assassin's Creed, but whatever. To be honest, though, I'm not good at songfics, so sorry if it's terrible. For those who like to listen as they read:
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HEAVY HEARTS
by
kookie-douwh
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I was a heavy heart to carry, my beloved was weighed down
My arms around his neck, my fingers laced to crown
Paola had always loved Giovanni. But she could tell how their love crippled him. Messere Auditore was not fond of the ragamuffin girl his son loved, never mind her parents were-once- assassins.
I was a heavy heart to carry
My feet dragged across the ground
And he took me to the river
Where he slowly let me drown
"No! No!"
"I'm sorry Paola..."
"I thought you loved me! Who cares about what he thinks! I love-loved YOU!"
"I'm, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
"No. I don't want to see your face again."
My love has concrete feet; my love's an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles, over the waterfall
I'm so heavy. Heavy. Heavy in your arms
I'm so heavy. Heavy. Heavy in your arms
She watched him. Mama and Papa did teach her some things. You'd think, being an assassin, he would be eternally alert.
But no. He never saw Paola. Or she thought. She saw the weight of the guilt that made his shoulders hunch over; saw the lines on his face that made him older than her deceased father.
She wondered if the guilt weighed the same as her.
And is it worth the wait,
All this killing time?
Are you strong enough to stand?
Protecting both your heart and mine?
"I miss you, Gio."
"I miss you too. Wait for me, Paola, I'll convince Papa."
"Do you think you'll be able to?"
"I'm strong enough, Paola. I'll protect us."
Who is the betrayer?
Who's the killer in the crowd?
The one who creeps in corridors
And doesn't make a sound
She feels defiled. Her thighs are sore. She still remembers what her parents taught her. She will kill that bastardo.
Her stiletto makes a satisfying slick when she shoves it through his torso.
She's caught, however. His puttana friend ratted her out.
My love has concrete feet; my love is an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles, over the waterfall
My love has concrete feet; my love's an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles, over the waterfall
I'm so heavy. Heavy. Heavy in your arms
I'm so heavy. Heavy. So heavy in your arms
"I haven't seen you for years!"
"I'll get you out of here. Don't worry."
"Thank you Giovanni, thank you." But she can't help noticing how the weight seemed heavier.
"Paola..."
"What?"
"Paola... I married."
This will be my last confession
"I love you" never felt like any blessing
Whisper it like it's a secret
Uttered to condemn the one who hears it
With a heavy heart
A letter. All she dared not say, all she had hoped and dreamed, all that was too late to come true. She hopes that it will condemn him.
Heavy. Heavy. Heavy. I'm so heavy in your arms
(I'm so heavy) Heavy, heavy. I'm so heavy in your arms
(I'm so heavy) Heavy, heavy. I'm so heavy in your arms
(I'm so heavy) Heavy, heavy. I'm so heavy in your arms
Decades later, she now knows how he feels, but not of the magnitude. But every time she sees her dress his wounds, she wants to slap the cagna. She is an assassin now, and when they pass each other in the street or meet at meetings, she wants to ask him to forgive her. But she never was able to bring herself to.
She helps his son, he who was blissfully unaware, after he has gone. But with a heavy heart, heavy with years of memories and remorse.
I was a heavy heart to carry, my beloved was weighed down
My arms around his neck, My fingers laced to crown
I was a heavy heart to carry, But he never let me down
He had me in his arms, My feet never touched the ground
I'm so heavy
Heavy in your arms
Heavy, I'm so heavy in your arms
The ending she wished for:
"Paola, I don't care what my Padre thinks. I only love you, and I will never let you down."
A/N: Meh.
Review responses:
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