The day has finally come! This chapter was definitely exciting too write! I'll let you guys read! Enjoy!

I DO NOT OWN ASSASSIN'S CREED, I simply own my OC's.

Painful, that's the only thing Lia could describe the feeling running through her as. Her blue eyes cracked open and gazed around the dimly lit room. There were two blurry figures standing over her, one definitely a male. They talked in low, urgent voices. She winced as she felt something piercing her skin. The male reached out to her, squeezing her hand "Lia," his voice was warped in her mind "You are safe," Her head rolled to the other side, her eyes tightly closed because of the pain. "Will she be okay to go to the wedding tomorrow?" he questioned the other figure.

The figure had a feminine voice, so it was a woman, "Si, messere,(Yes, mister) She should be sore, but fine. Just make sure she does absolutely nothing tomorrow," she murmured to the male. Lia gasped in pain as the piercing became more painful. She moaned in agony, the grip on her hand tightened.

"I know it hurts," soothed the male "it will be okay soon. Go back to sleep, nipote(niece)."

Lia took his advice and dozed back off. She could barely keep her eyes open. They felt like they weighed a ton. As she was deep in sleep she began to dream.

She was dressed in the beautiful French dress that is her wedding dress. Her hair was elegantly pulled up, diamonds were intwined in the braid. She stood in front of two large church doors. They slowly opened, her uncle appeared by her side with a big smile. He took Lia's arm and began to walk her down the long aisle to a male who wasn't facing her. From behind it looked like Ezio. Lia's heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. This was the best dream she'd had in a long time. Marrying Ezio would be lovely.

As her and La Volpe neared the altar the male assassin began to turn to see her. She held her breath, a grin on her face. Her face contorted in horror as the face of Ezio wasn't there, it was Fiore. He had a large, smile that gave off an eerie look. The glass windows exploded into shards, Lia glanced to her uncle who had an arrow sticking from his chest. He fell to the ground. Her eyes were wide in angst, all around her the ones she loved were dead. Rivers of blood flowed down the white aisle, staining the bottom of her dress.

Fiore was still wickedly smiling at her. The young woman looked down to see a red spot forming on her own dress. She dropped to her knees, breath fleeing her body. Her head hit the ground, the diamonds falling from her hair. Fiore's smile haunting her thoughts till her eyes closed for the last time.

Lia gasped and screamed as she jolted forward in bed. Her frantic eyes darted around her room. Her uncle came bursting through the door, he held a dagger in his hand, he was ready. "Lia, are you alright?" he quickly asked, coming over to her bedside. Her racing heart began to slow down, tears unwillingly sprang from her eyes. La Volpe gently hugged her "Shh, it is okay now Lia. You are safe." he soothed his niece.

"I-I just h-had a n-nightmare," she stammered, she cringed as pain suddenly shot from her stomach. Her breath was literally stole away. "W-What happened?" managed the girl.

La Volpe sighed, he smoothed her sweaty hair "I found you bleeding to death outside the house. You were lucky, if you had lost any more blood you would be dead right now. I instantly called over one of our local and trustworthy neighbors. She started to clean your wounds then sewed you up. That's when you woke up," he explained in a soft voice, his eyes were full of sympathy. "She told me you would be okay, I am very grateful you are."

A silence fell over them, neither of them knew what to say. Lia finally cleared her throat "E morto(He is dead)," whispered the hurting brunette. His eyes were wide in shock.

"You," he paused to take a deep breath "killed the assassin?" he was surprised she was capable of doing such a thing. He thought she was injured and barely managed to get away. Apperantly that wasn't the case.

A small smile ghosted over Lia's face "Si, you can find his body in a meadow just a mile from here," she pridefully told him.

La Volpe chuckled "You are amazing Lia, I am so proud of you," he stated, her eyes sparkled up at him. He could see the genuine happiness that reflected inside them. Had she ever heard those words before?

"Grazie, zio, grazie,(Thank you, uncle, thank you," she murmured, that small smile still on her lips.

He stood up from his kneeling position, kissed her on the forehead, and made the move to leave. "Get some rest, you still have a couple of hours before you need to get ready for the wedding," he told her.

Alarms jolted through Lia, the wedding. Today is the day. Holy, mother of God, how could she forget? Now, how was she supposed to fall asleep when she's all antsy? The young woman sighed in frustration. Good thing her body was exhausted and forced her into slumber. This time she wasn't interrupted, she simply slept. Until she felt someone shaking her, she groaned while slapping their hands away. "Mamma un paio di minuti più(A few more minutes, mama)," she muttered.

Lia heard a chuckle "Nipote(niece), it's time to wake. Your wedding is in two hours. They are requesting you at the church to get ready," he told her. Lia groaned loudly, she really didn't want to go. "Lia, you must go. Especially if you want to murder him," La Volpe reminded her.

She opened her eyes and glared at her uncle "Va bene, va bene(Alright, alright) I'm going." she grumbled while slowly getting up. She was trying to avoid hurting herself. The pain was just a dull ache now. The young brunette cringed at the thought of having to wear a corset. "The carriage is waiting outside," he murmured as he helped her slip on a robe.

"Grazie," she said, her wide blue eyes looked up at him "I suppose I will see you at the church then," he nodded in reply. They exchanged a quick hug before she left. Lia gazed out the window of the carriage. Life was peaceful. Kids played in the streets, people walked around, people shopped. People lived. No matter what went on with her the world didn't stop so she could catch up. Lia frowned, was it right to kill Fiore? Yes, yes it is. He threatened your family, the voice in her head was screaming.

The young woman let out a frustrated sigh, why was she having a battle about this? It shouldn't matter. No, it didn't matter. Lia scowled, I bet I look like a mess, she thought to herself. As she pulled up to the church she noticed it was quite busy. People were running in and out with food and decorations galore. Her heart rate began to rise, this was it. This was the day she had been waiting for, yet she had been dreading it as well. With the only confidence she had, she strutted inside the church, finally ready.

"Ah! There you are Lia, this way!" called Eveline from a room in the front of the church. Lia hurried to meet the elderly woman. The woman was practically glowing with happiness. "We need to get you in that bath!" she pointed to the porcelian tub with gold feet. The young brunette nodded as she stripped and jumped into the water.

Eveline gasped as she saw the line of stitches across Lia's stomach. The 'bride' shook her head "Don't ask, you do not want to know," she muttered.

The elderly woman nodded her head shakily then snapped her fingers. "Make sure you soften her skin till it feels like a lilac petal." commanded the woman to her servants who rushed to bath the 'bride'. Lia blushed as they bathed her naked body, that was a little odd. She didn't like it one bit.

After the bath they dosed her in lotion and perfume. The young brunette wore, at the moment, a long white robe as they pulled her hair up in different styles. Eveline chose the one she liked the most since Lia couldn't decide. Her hair was curly-ish in a loose bun in the back. Trendles of chocolate hair fell to frame her face. The servants pinned the diamonds throughout the updo.

At first Lia refused any make up since she usually wore none. Eveline told her it was her wedding day so she might as well indulge herself. The brunette was a sucker for Eveline so she agreed, reluctantly. She thought she didn't look half bad when she looked in the mirror. Now it was time to dress in the wedding gown.

Lia was pretty sure everyone in the entire church could hear her cries of pain as the servants tightened the corset. She was surprised she wasn't bleeding. After that experience she was ready. Every woman in the room swooned, they kept telling her how beautiful she was and how lucky she was. Apperantly many women wanted to marry Fiore. Lia snorted at the thought, why in the hell would they want to marry a psycho. Perhaps no one knows that side of him besides his mother and father.

She shuddered at the thought of having to live a lifetime with him. Eveline practically did since his father is the same. Good thing Lia was ending this today. For a moment the women gave Lia some space, she took the time to hide her dagger in her sleeve. That way she could easily slid it out and stab him in the chest. Straight into his cold heart. This is something she will never regret. "Lia, it is time," Eveline's voice broke in the quiet room. She was standing there, lovely as ever, with a large smile.

The 'bride' swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded while traveling over to her. Lia joined her uncle at the two doors, they linked arms. "You look molto bello, mio caro(very beautiful, my dear)," he whispered to her. She shook her head, her nerves were getting the best of her. La Volpe squeezed her arm gently "You are ready Lia, I know you are. You can do anything," he whispered. Then the doors opened, it was show time.

If this wasn't about to be a murder fest Lia would be impressed with the church. It was beautiful decked out in white and red. People filled up the pews on each side of the church. Most of the people of Lia's side were thieves and mercenaries. Although she picked out the Auditore family almost instantly. Her breath hitched as she saw Ezio standing there, his face was serious. A blush rose to Lia's face.

Of course he would be here, he wouldn't leave you here to maybe die, the voice in her head snarkily told her. For a moment she scowled then remembered she was getting married and turned into all smiles. Fiore was grinning so widely Lia thought he might spilt his face in two. The aisle seemed like it lasted forever, she felt like it was a mile long. But finally she reached the altar and her 'fiance'. La Volpe let go of her and went to sit next to Claudia.

Lia's stomach was doing flips as she stood there and clasped hands with Fiore. The ceremony seemed to last forever. Everyone on the 'brides' side was getting antsy. They all knew the time to start fighting was soon. Lia knew that once she killed Fiore all hell would break loose. There were many Templar guards around. Good thing Cesare or the Pope wasn't there. They couldn't make it because of 'important military matters'. Lia was sure if they had come Ezio would have already spilled their guts on the floor.

She shuddered at the gory scene. Her eyes wandered around, locking with Ezio's rich chocolate ones. Lia flushed, seeing him brought all her feelings crashing into her. If she did have to marry Fiore she would never be faithful. She couldn't, not when she had a hot male assassin that loved her. Well, she thought he loved her. Lia tried to fight off a frown that threatened to break her fake smile. Finally the Pope of this church said "Does anyone reject this marriage," those were the words.

Lia held her breath for a moment as the dagger began to slip from her sleeve into her hand. All time seemed to freeze as her eyes were locked with his as she readied to stab him. I hope this works. I hope he dies. I hope Eveline doesn't hate me. I hope no one dies on my side. Please God, I know this is wrong, but I need you now more than ever, she prayed. Fiore gave her a quizzical look as he saw her hand raising. "Goodbye," she whispered and her arm came down, her dagger pierced into his chest. Everyone gasped, everyone was in shock. People began to scream and run away, people were yelling murder. Soon she could hear the shattering of glass as more mercenaries arrived. The shards rained around them.

Fiore fell back off of her blade, a bloody stain was appearing around his chest. Lia could hear the clash of weapons, everyone was fighting behind her. "Get out of here Lia!" yelled someone, she couldn't tell. But she sure did listen. She took her dagger and sliced the long skirt off to half the length. She kicked off her shoes and sprinted down the street, guards tailing her. They were much to close for comfort.

The former 'bride' scurried up a tall building and continued along the rooftops. She caught sight of a cart of hay below and dove into it. She wasn't going to run for long, she couldn't. Not with an already aching body and a corset that she thought probably popped out one of her stitches. Lovely. Sure enough, once she removed the corset in the hay a bloody spot had appeared in the general area of her stitches.

She peeked out of the hay to glance around. She was now notorious, if any guard caught sight of her she would have to kill them. She'd rather just go home without any trouble. It'd be hard to not be noticed in a big, cut off, white dress. Lia had to find different clothes and fast. She jumped out, looking around she caught sight of a woman walking alone. Lia stalked over to her, grabbed her by the dress and hurled her into an alley way. The woman started yelling like crazy. Lia rolled her eyes and knocked her out, she then stole her clothes. She didn't leave her there in just in her underwear, she had the decency to dress her in the wedding dress. Hopefully she likes it. Lia snorted to herself and began to walk the streets. She blended in with crowds, making sure to hide her face from stalking guards who were looking for her specifically. The woman who killed her 'fiance' at the altar. That's a nice reputation.

Lia finally arrived at Isola Tiberina, her family sat in the entry. They were all smiles, joking and talking. She had told them the wedding was pushed back a week. They had no idea it was today. If they knew she just killed him they would be shocked, disappointed, and angry. Colette, her mother, really enjoyed the man. But no one knew his true side. "Ah, bentornato, Lia(welcome back, Lia)," Adamo greeted her with a smile "How are you doing?"

Lia didn't know. She had no idea how she was doing. She just killed two men in not even 24 hours and she was wanted by every guard in the city. The man she truly loved hadn't been around and was probably sleeping around with other women. In all sense, she was not good. But her heart felt like a big weight had been lifted away. Her family wasn't threatened anymore. That was a huge relief, but deep down in her gut a dark feeling was rising. Why did she feel like this wasn't over?

Uh oh, not a very settling ending! If you are wondering if I plan too continue the answer is yes! This is not the end so stay tuned for the next chapter! We'll finally get too resolve the stuff between Lia and Ezio. Thanks for reading!

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