Hello again readers of mine AC Superfan with a chapter that begged to be written. As AC Revelations draws nigh I'm always searching for clips and my search has not been in vain :D this particular entry draws upon a clip from the short film AC Embers that blew me away enjoy
In my youth I knew no fear or at least deluded myself into believing so, until the day of my families execution, from then on I lived in a constant state of fear while I was in Firenze fear for the safety of my mother and sister. After escaping with them to my Uncle's villa in Toscana dear Zio Mario trained me in the arts of combat, he taught me to ignore fear, and so I did. Instead I felt a rush of adrenaline and pure excitement at the thought of going into battle, feelings which remained with me for my years as an Assassin.
When I fell in love everything changed. The protectiveness I felt for my family almost paled in comparison to what I felt for Sofia. The looks I used to send the fools who would leer at her in the streets were harsh enough to make them take a few steps back. I was never too afraid of something happening to her, at fifty-two I still considered myself to be at my prime and my skills with my weapons were at their peak (as I would often boast to Yusuf to which he would simply laugh.) I thought I would always be at my best.
Having children made hunting down bloodthirsty Templars seem like taking a Sunday stroll. Once again I found my level of protectiveness escalate to absurd levels. Which in turn had made me paranoid that some marauder will come sweeping through the night and set my house ablaze. Sofia has noticed this and simply tells me that I worry too much but given my previous line of work, I think I have the right, and I was right.
I was out in the field, Sofia and Marcello had gone to the market an hour ago to shop, Flavia and I stayed behind to harvest the crops (well I harvested she insisted on playing hide and seek) after warning her to stay where I could see her I headed deeper into the fields to continue my work. Hearing my daughter giggle again I turned to look to make sure she was staying out of trouble… and felt my blood run cold. My daughter was being approached by a tall dark cloaked figure, with a long sword of foreign make strapped to her back. Abandoning the basket of fruit and screaming for her to leave my daughter alone, I took off as fast as my aching body would allow me. Yanking her away from my daughter imagine my shock to find out that she was a member of the Assassin Order.
Despite this, I ordered her off of my land with the promise I would meet with her to talk another day. After she left I ordered my daughter back into the house and shut the door until Sofia came home. Now as I finish writing this I have to tell her what transpired today and I must also wonder what brings a member of the Order to my doorstep. I dread to discover the answer; apparently my days of rest are over.