Why hello thar? :3 I'm reaaally sorry for not updating sooner. With my friend from Florida visiting and driving out to Ohio to get a dog I really haven't been able to get to my computer until now! I wish I would update another chapter for this and "Birds of a Feather" tonight... but it's already 12:00 and I have to get up early tomorrow for babysitting -_- TOMORROW MY FRIENDS! or... today... 0_o

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It was obvious that Monteriggioni had seen far better days. With every building I passed, I noticed more and more how the structures were once high and mighty, but were now reduced to rubble. Shingles from the once illustrious roofs littered the streets, and small indentations in the cobblestone collected dirty, muddy water.

Each shop's wares were worn and battered, indicating previous usage, but they were still usable. I wondered if I may possibly attempt to fix buildings for a hearty sum. I mean, I need to make money somehow, I can't keep mooching off of Ezio.

As I wandered the streets, I received many questioning glances, probably because I was a woman in men's clothing. The people of this era were used to women in those ghastly, uncomfortable dresses. Now, with a young girl running around in pants, a tunic, and not to mention a man's hat, they were probably wondering what the next generation as come to.

"Ehi, miss!" a man called as I passed an alley. He was wearing raggy old clothing, amd some sort of wrap or hat on the top of his head.

"Yes…?" I asked cautiously, sure to stay only at the entrance of the alley.

"Come here! I won't hurt you, promette," he assured.

"I have to go…" I muttered. Even though he tried assuring me, I didn't trust him at all.

"Fine then. Have it your way." He lunged for me, placing his grubby hands over my mouth, muffling my screams of terror. I thrashed around, but he secured me by wrapping one leg around both of mine and pushing me hard against a wall face-first, as he held onto my hands with one hand. He took out a dagger, and held it over my throat, shutting me up immediately. I shut my eyes, trying my hardest to hold back the tears that were brimming over them.

"If you scream, or try to get away, I will kill you," he growled in my ear. He searched my pockets, taking every last florin I had on me. "Hmmm… you are quite the cute one, perhaps I could keep you?"

I began to struggle again, screaming out for anyone on the streets, but he had us in such a secluded area that no one was around to hear my pleas. 'Why did I have to choose the most desolate area to roam around in?' I thought bitterly. "Smettila di muoverti (stop moving)!" he barked, pressing the knife harder to my throat.

I followed his orders out of shear fear, but in my head I was killing him thrice over. Silently, I prayed that this was all a dream, that I'd wake up and my mother would tell me that it's alright. But a small part of me also hoped that Ezio would be the one to wake me, to smile and assure me that it's okay.

"Let her go. Now," a voice growled from behind the man.

Immediately, the man grew rigid, dropping his knife and letting me go. "Don't kill me!" he pleaded.

I spun around in time to see Ezio sheath his sword and push the man to the wall, hidden blade at his neck. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't," he growled.

"A-A man needs to survive, right? I mean—"

"Don't play me for a fool, asino. I know what you were going to do to her." Ezio's hood was covering his eyes, but the scowl on his face told me all I needed to know. He was pissed.

"P-please! Just let me live!" the man pleaded once more.

Ezio's hidden blade pressed harder to his neck. "Give me the florins you stole, and I'll let you go. But I swear to God, if you ever come near her again, I won't be so forgiving," he growled, making him seem even more menacing… if that was possible.

The man took out a pouch that jingled with my money. "H-here… take it," he sputtered, dropping it into Ezio's open palm.

"Now get out of here," Ezio barked, lifting the blade from the man's throat. The man scurried off, sparing Ezio one more frightened glance.

"Melina, stai bene (are you alright)?" Ezio asked as he turned to me, and I could've sworn I heard a hint of fear laced in his words.

"I…" I mumbled. My hands were sweaty and I was shaking all over. My eyes were still widened in terror.

Ezio said no more as he came up to me, enveloping me in a tight embrace. His arms felt like safety to me, and I couldn't help but melt into them, letting all my sobs out. Ezio stroked my hair as I cried, telling me that it was alright, and that he would never let anything happen to me in the first place. "You are my closest friend, Melina. I don't know what I would do if anything were to happen to you," he mumbled into my shoulder. "I'm going to teach you how to defend yourself," he stated once my sobs had ceased.

My, won't this be fun?


Well I had to do that someday! I couldn't have poor little helpless Melina run around with a big, bad assassin, now could I? No, no, no, no, no... I have to make her more badass ( ಠ◡ಠ )

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