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Where Do They All Come From?

"Keep away, you murderer!"

"Ah, some easy money." Ezio began running after the courier screaming for his life. The courier turned a corner, into a dead end. Ezio ran up, grabbed the courier and punched him. The courier gave his money to the assassin, begging for the assassin to spare him.

"I am but only a servant…" The courier pleaded, cowering.

Ezio turned and walked away. He put the pouch of money away and looked up. "Another one?" He shrugged and began running after the second courier. "Okay… I don't need the money… I've already enough… but still…" He caught up to the courier and punched him in the back of the head.

The courier flew to the ground, then stood up slowly. "Please! Take the pouch… spare me…" He eagerly handed over the pouch of money.

Ezio put it away and spared the courier.

"Guards!"

Ezio sighed, annoyed. "A third one?" He turned and chased after the third courier, who led the chase up onto the rooftops. Ezio followed suit, racing an archer who began chasing the courier. Ezio assassinated the archer, then jumped onto the courier.

The courier did the same as the previous two. "Please… spare me…" He handed the money over.

Ezio put it away and jumped into a bale of hay. He peeked out and spotted another courier. "Ma cosa?" Ezio jumped out and walked up to the courier.

The courier ran, but couldn't go anywhere. He somehow gotten himself stuck in the wall.

Ezio sighed and punched the courier, taking the money, and walking away. He didn't check to see if he was still stuck in that wall or not. "Alright. I'm leaving… too many of them for my taste." Ezio began running for a fast travel station.

"Guards!"

"God… another one?" Ezio growled and stared at the running courier. "No. I'm not chasing after him." The assassin walked up to the fast travel station at the north gate of Firenze. He growled as he heard another courier running away, and ordered a ride to Vinezia.

After the long ride to Venice, Ezio stepped out of the carriage and walked into Venice. He looked around, deciding to practice his newly learned Long Weapon Skill on some guards.

"Keep away, you murderer!"

Ezio's face grew red. "WHERE DO THEY ALL COME FROM?"