Disclaimer: I don't own any Assassin's Creed characters, I do own Amy, Jason, Remus, and Draco. =) The new character that I'll be introducing is

Hikari-No-Tenshi-San's. ;)

A/N:When something is italicand nothing else, it is either a flashback or an Italian word, in the context I'm sure you can figure out when I'm writing Italian and when a flashback is occurring, I have faith in you guys. ;)

Chapter 10:

Training Pain's: Amy's Story (Part One)

I was running. Running from the guards tailing me. The sweat poured down from my temples and hairline, making clear tracks through the dirt and blood coating my face. I took a sharp turn to the left, coming face to face with a dead end. I took a deep breath and turned to confront my pursuers, letting my hood fall away from my face.

"Well, look what we have here! A donna trying to play hero." The repulsive guard sneered at me, making poor attempts at intimidation.

My red, perfectly plucked eyebrows raised in question at him. As if asking the guard why it would matter that I was a woman, or rather, if he thought I cared to know what he thinks of me. I chuckled darkly, these fools do not know who I am, nor of my strength, skill, and wit.

Smirking, I casually walk forward towards the measly squadron confronting myself. Unbeknownst to them, I had slipped six knives into my sleeves, three for each hand, one for each guard.

Once within three feet of the guard whom disrespected my gender, I exploded. Knives became embedded in each throat facing me, blood spurted, and six limp bodies hit the ground with a dull thump, almost simultaneously.

I calmly climbed up the nearest wall, back to Teodora's brothel, and my home for the past three weeks.

On the journey back across Venice, I reminisced on how I came so far in three weeks, comparing my self to when I first recieved the assignment to work with Teodora to better myself as an assassin, a woman, and a person.

Why did I have to be paired with Tedodora as my mentor? She was the last person I wanted to be paired with, I'm going to be taught to be girly, to be a courtesan. I shudder at the thought. "In this world, being a woman can only be a disadvantage." I grumble to myself as Teodora pulls me away from Remus and Draco.

I look back, casting them a mournful look. Draco and Remus give me pitying looks, Remus soon goes back to talking to Antonio, while Draco holds my gaze for awhile longer until I disappeared around the corner. I was going to miss them, I'm not looking forward to not being without my two new friends for a whole month.

I trot along behind Teodora, her girls attempting to shepard me by walking next to and behind me, thinking I would run away. Then again, I wouldn't put it past me either.

I smell the brothel five minutes before we are even in sight of it. "Ugh, this place is totally going to wreak havoc on my sinuses." I think, still grumbling to myself about being forced to wear a corset, being girly, and being constantly surrounded by courtesans.

I groaned to myself as I was dragged into the brothel, it's horrid perfume washing over me, wishing I had no sense of smell. Teodora gently yet firmly grasped my wrist and led me to a room that was to be mine. It was small, secluded, and at the back of the surprisingly large house, allowing me silence from the noises common to any brothel.

I smiled in thanks at Teodora, she nodded in return and led me to a bath in the connecting room, two girls entered the room. One holding clothes, the other, various toilitries.

I eyed them warily, I was a naturally untrusting person, and thinking back to the time period I was in, they were probably standing there to assist me with bathing. Coming to that realization I squeak out "Uh, I really don't help bathing you know," Teodora eyes me amusedly "you guys can just set your stuff down and leave now, thanks."

They chuckled between themselves and Teodora speaks up "Of course they will help you, wether you want it or not. Also, it is best to be comfortable around these girls, for they will become a big part of your training here. Amy, I would like you to meet Clarissa, and Anna."

I freeze, I really did not want their help in bathing, but I'll have to get used to it sooner or later so I don't put up a fuss as Anna and Clarissa undressed me and set me in the copper tub, the water pleasantly warm.

They scrubbed me vigorously, viciously pulling through all of the knots in my hair which had grown considerably. They cleaned the dirt from my skin very roughly, leaving it a shining, healthy pink.

Pulling me out of the bathtub, Anna and Clarissa towel me off and show me what clothing was what, and what order and how to put each article on. Then, we reached the application of the dreaded corset.

I steel myself for the inevitable discomfort as Clarissa prepares to tighten the ties on the surprisingly decorative corset. The ties are pulled as Clarissa shows off her surprising strength, leaving me gasping for breath and Anna chuckling conspiratorially to herself.

As soon as that torture is over the girls lather me in lotions and perfumes, and add a few more pieces of clothing for modesty since I am not technically a courtesan, merely an apprentice to Teodora.

I sigh to myself at the thought, mentally preparing for the long, greuling month ahead.

I chuckle to myself as I land on top of the brothel, discreetly dropping through a window into Teodora's 'office' so to speak. I nod to her saying "The deed is done Madam, what else do you require of me?"

Teodora replied with nothing, giving me time off to wander Venice for a few hours until I was needed again. I nodded in thanks to her and trod to my room to change out of my bloodied clothing. Emerging in simple trousers, a cream shirt, black vest, and my favorite boots I leave the brothel out of a window, my pouch jingling as I dropped to the Venice streets.

Casually I wander into the noon time sun, marveling at the normality of everything, of everyone. I frown as I weave through the crowds of brightly coloured people with brevity, thinking about how well I've integrated myself into the society of over four hundred years ago, well for me that is.

I look up again, realizing that my feet had unconciously carried me to Leonardo's workshop, also Jason's current place of residence. I smile to myself and step in to the sight of paint splattered over every available surface, and two moving blobs of colour.

I chuckle lightly and the smaller mass froze in shock, paused a few moments, and pounced on me, covering me in paint as well.

"Good too see you Jason! How have you been?" I squeal, though I'd never admit it to anyone, and the mass of clour standing at five feet and three inches replied "Why haven't you visited Amy! I've missed you! Can you show m-" I cut him off by placing my hand over his mouth, knowing that was essentially the only way to stop the incessant chatter flowing from my younger brother's mouth.

"You haven't changed... have you?" My hand moved with him as he shook his head 'no', a wide grin pressed against my palm.

I sigh and greet Leonardo, his sheepish smile lighting up the dim workshop. "How are you Amelia? Can I do anything for you?" I nodded and murmur "Yes, but first do you have a change of clothes for me by any chance?" I motion towards my now paint-splattered clothes while glaring lightly at Jason.

"Ah! Of course! Follow me." I am taken into a guest room and shown the clothing that I could choose from, saldy all dresses. I sigh and choose plain a grey and red dress and with Leo's permission cut it to knee length and slipp my breeches under it, tie my black sash around my waist, reaffix my long fingerless leather gloves, and reattch my weapons to my person.

I thank Leonardo and he quickly fixes a broken gear in my hidden blade and I am on my way to Teodora's brothel.

As I enter the brothel a mildly sweet scent washes over me, reminding myself of how terrible it smelled on the first day of my training. I recall the memory fondly, thinking of my progress in three weeks and how I would be reunited with my friends in four days. I change into another set of clothing, setting my painted assassin robes to the side to be washed later. Leaving my room and waltzing into the back kitchen with Clarissa and Anna a small, boyish figure bursts in through the open window and attempts to steal some food, they don't get far before they find themselves pinned against a wall.

The boy was about my height, maybe two inches shorter when I realize that he was really a she. Her hair is semi-long, but short enough to belong to a boy, and it shimmers with light copper highlights amongst dark brown locks. She is small, and her face seems to be calm and neutral, but I can see a silent fury behind her golden eyes.

I sigh lightly and release her asking "What is your name?" Surprisingly, she does not run but says "Saette Frettoloso." I nod and Saetta, Clarissa, Anna, and I sit down at the small wooden table occupying most of the kitchen space. Saetta, quietly munches on the apple she tried to nick when she whispers. "I know you are associated with the Assassin order. I want in."

Surprised I ask how she knows and why she would want to join. Saetta complies and tells me her story after I motion for Anna and Clarissa to leave.

"I grew up without a father, he abandoned my mother when he found out that she was pregnant. My mother told me that I would have hated him anyways. We had a fine life, then I turned eleven, my mother was murdered by some Borgia guards. I did not know why until I heard some guards talking of her. It turned out that she was a loyal informant for the Assassins. That was four years ago.

"From then on I taught myself how to live on the streets, stealing food and pickpocketing to live. I even taught myself to weild a dagger, and a bow and arrow, and a piyting dottore taught me the uses of herbs. For both healing and poisoning. I was passing by the brothel when I remembered that I hadn't eaten in two days, so I decided to go for it. I only knew you had links with assassins because of your hidden blade. From my story I would think it's obvious why I want to join; to avenge my mother and carry on her work."

She finishes speaking and I ponder her story for a moment, then I tell her to wait and I leave to talk to Teodora about the strange, quiet, polite, orphan girl named Saetta Frettoloso.

A/N: Oh my gosh don't hate me! *cringes*

So this is part one of Amy's month with Teodora, I'm thinking next chapter will be the last for Amy's training arc, unless you guys want more backround stories from her. After that then I will make two more chapters about her.

Next I will do Remus (he will have three chapters), and then Draco (he will also have three chapters).

If you have any suggestions, ideas, or comments, please PM me, or tell me in a review~

Review responses;

~HikariNoTenshi-San: I hope I did Saetta justice! If you have any comments about her please let me know! ^.^

~Xxnikkigirl123xX: Thanks, I will try to keep up with it more than I have. ^.^'''

~Anna Cahill: Thanks! Sorry I haven't updated in forever. ^-^''

~rockndasha: Yeah, I kinda stole that line. ^.^'' But I adore Remus and Draco, they're based off of two of my best guy friends so yeah.

~I am L with a death note: Thanks, love the username btw. =)

~Slyly: We get more into the learning deal next chapter, this one was a filler/setting the scene kinda deal.

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