*A/N: Hello, I am back with another chapter. Before I begin, I would like to thank Guest for their honest comment. I am sorry for the crappy contents and that it is not to your liking. I did feel like I rushed too into it because I didn't want to keep people who want to read this fanfic waiting and I also wanted to speak my opinion. Also, I may not be as smart as Einstein or Stephen Hawkings but I am not dumb. I do have my brain fart moments just as anyone else in this world. Thank you for your honesty. Bye.
P.S. This is how you spell: your, you, context clues, dumb, and "don't" has a apostrophe. Work on your grammar!*
*Riley's POV*
We arrived at Lorenzo's villa. He was in the middle of a conversation with someone. He looked a lot better than before.
"The Pazzi are dead. Every one of them." Ezio said as we approached him. Lorenzo turned his attention toward us as the person he was talking to walked away.
"I must admit, I've never before believed I could desire the death of others so badly." He said shaking him head. Ezio looked away. "Nor I..."
"Ezio, thank you for the role you've played in keeping this dream of mine alive a little longer." He placed a hand on Ezio's shoulder.
"L'onore è mio, signore." He said as he bowed.
"What wil you do now, figliolo?"
"There are still others I must hunt. They're already digging their claws into the heart of Venezia."
"No! La bella Venezia... Then that is where your journey must take you, Ezio... Before you leave us... I have something for you. A gift." A man in his 50's walked over, holding a red cloth with a symbol on top. The symbol looked like a golden shield with red polkadots. "This cape identifies you as a friend of the Medici. As long as you wear it, the city guards will be more tolerant of your actions. But be warned, it will not grant you immunity from the law." Ezio nodded as he took the cape and attached it to his own.
"Che la fortuna favorisca la tua lama!" Lorenzo said in fast Italian I almost didn't catch it. Then again, I have now idea what the hell they are saying anyway. Ezio bowed again and left with me following him.
"There is no way that would catch attention." I said sarcastically as we exit through the front gate. He nudged my arm in a playful manner as he rolled his eyes.
"Where are we going now? I asked.
"We are going to visit Leonardo." He said. The streets were busy, similar to the day I first arrived in this timeline.
We approached Leonardo's front door. Ezio called him while I knocked on the door. No answer. That isn't like Leonardo to not answer his door. Especially when I comes to people he knows.
"Mi dispiace, messer, but he is gone." I turned around and faced the man. "Maestro Leonardo was commissioned by a Venetian noble to paint some portraits. He paid for the maestro to move his entire workshop to Venezia. It's quite an opportunity."
"Grazie mille, friend." Ezio thanked the man. The man nodded his head and walked off.
"Since we are going to Venice anyways, why don't we catch up with Leonardo?" I suggested.
"I thought so too. But we must hurry in order to get there in time." He said. He took out his hand. I sighed slightly and transformed. He attached me to his cape and ran off.
"You better run fast. I get cramps for being in weapon form too long." I said.
"Don't worry." He said and continued to run.
"Leonardo!" Ezio called as we got off our horses. We found these horses a while ago while Ezio was out of breathe from running too long. Leonarod looked up. He was crouched down in front of the wheel of his wagon.
"Ezio...?! Riley...?! What luck! I...uh... I've run into a bit of a trouble." He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. Ezio chuckled and walked up to the wagon examining it.
"I know how to fix it, but lack the means to do so. If you could just lift the wagon?" Leonardo explained. Ezio walked between the two side wheels and lifted it up. While they were conversing I took in the sinery. The grass was a light shade of green, excluding the trail, and the trees weren't too tall or too short with a dark green leafs. Bushes would occasionally take place onto the grass, as would rocks.
But something was wrong. I have a feeling in the back of my head that there were people coming. And not the good kind. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. I must have zoned out. I turned back to see Ezio ready to drop the wagon as Leonardo continued to work. I stood next to the wagon and transformed again. I used my weapon form to help Ezio lift the wagon. And it was heavy. When Leonardo was done, he stood up and looked at Ezio then around the field.
"Where is Riley? And where did you get that scythe?" He asked. I shifted back into a human. Leonardo stood there with his mouth open. "Wha...? How...? What?" He stammered.
"I'll explain on the way to Venice." I dragged him over to the wagon.
"I guess I'll drive." Ezio said walking to the front seat. I climbed onto the front seat and crawled onto the roof of the wagon. I sat with my legs crossed as a few of my blade poked into the roof to keep me in place. Ezio began to drive.
"Why don't you sit over here?" Leonardo suggested patting a spot next to him.
I shook my head. "No, I feel fine over here."
"How were you able to transform into a scythe?" He asked.
"I was born with it. Where I come from people are able to transform into weapons. Some more than others." I held up my arm for him to see and turned it into a blade.
"Incredible." He stared. "May I?" I shrugged. He placed his hand on the blade.
"Can it bend?" He asked.
"If you want to break my arm." His head shot up. "What?"
"If any part of my weapon form breaks or takes serious damage, it causes damage to my human form too. It's still a part for me." I explained, shifting it back.
"Since we are talking about you as a weapon, are you going to tell me the other responsibilities of having a meister is?" Ezio asked.
"Nope."
"Why?"
"Because there aren't any other then what Lord Death told you." I crossed my arms.
"Is it da-" I froze. I sensed a group of people coming toward us. I glanced behind me to find men in armored uniforms on horsebacks, holding a bow and arrow.
"Get down!" I told them as I deflected one of the arrows. Leonardo crawled into the wagon, away from the arrows. I stood up and used my blades to deflect more arrows. Occasionally, I would kick the soldiers off the wagon the moment the jumped on. Ezio tried to help by rocking the wagon side to side. Although it was helpful, it made it difficult to push them off without getting thrown off myself. Blades came out of my feet to hold me in place. I glanced around and saw a bridge not too far was on fire.
"Hold on, this is going to be rough!" Ezio said. He made the horses charge through the flames. Once we crossed the bridge, flaming arrows landed onto the ground. Ezio was able to dodge them before more soldiers came and tried to do the same as the others. Ezio went back to rocking the wagon as I continued to deflect arrows and push off those who weren't thrown off. This process repeated until there were none on the wagon. Leonardo climbed out and sat next to Ezio.
"Go, Leonardo! They're here for me, not you! I'll catch up with you later!" Ezio gave Leonardo the reins and jumped off.
"Catch you later, Leonardo!" I said as I jumped off too. I landed on my feet and ran towards him.
"What are you doing here? You should be with Leonardo!"
"I'm not leaving my meister alone with these guys!"
He sighed and shook his head, getting into a fighting stance. "You are so difficult."
"Thanks for noticing." I said, getting into a fighting stance also. The soldiers charged at us with swords in their hands. A few charged at me as the rest went for Ezio. I blocked, kicked, punched, and pushed them towards Ezio who then killed them.
Out of the corner of my eye, one ran away.
"He's getting away."
"Let him. We are done here." He walked towards the two horses. He climbed on one and I climbed on the other. I took the reins in my hands and pulled them towards the direction I last saw Leonardo go to.
It it took us a few hours to get Forlì. Forlì looked gloomy. The clouds were grey like before a storm and there was water everywhere. We weren't able to bring the horses everywhere so we traveled on foot to the docks. Leonardo called us and waved as we walked over to him.
"Thank you both! You saved my life!" He said.
"You would have done the same." Ezio replied.
"I doubt it. Bravery isn't my strong suit."
"Everyone is brave. They just haven't found something to encourage them to." I said.
"I guess. But still I owe you a debt." Leonardo said.
"It's nothing." The harbor master announced that the ship will be leaving soon.
"Thats our ferry. Venezia awaits." As we were about to board the harbor master stopped us.
"Where is your pass?"
"Our pass?"
"You cannot enter Venezia without a pass. Who invited you?"
"Nobody."
"No pass, no enterance!" He said. Leonardo looked like he was about to protest, but Ezio reassured him that we would get a pass before the ferry leaves. Just then a woman shouted for someone to help her. She stood across the dock that was separated by a wide gap of water. We found a gondola near by and used it to go towards her. The woman wore a long dark purple dress and her brownish red hair was tied into a bun with a few strans of hair coming out. Ezio helped her onto the gondola. The moment she stepped onto the gondola they started flirting and I swear I almost barfed. I get it, she is a very attractive lady and you might feel the need to show off your game but not in front of children please.
Caterina (the woman) suggested a reward for helping her. As we got closer to the docks Ezio explained our situation with the harbor master. We got off the gondola and onto the docks. She marched over to the harbor master and scolded him, demanding that we travel onto the ferry. The harbor master apologized and allowed us onto the ferry. Caterina and Ezio said their goodbye and parted ways. We walked onto the ferry and greeted Leonardo.
I walked away from the group towards the front of the ferry. I was slightly caught off guard as the ferry moved. I gripped the railing and tried to balanced myself. Once that was done I glanced over the railing and saw fishes scattering across the water. After a while the ship began swaying. I could feel my stomach turn at each motion it made. I slide down the railing and leaned against it with my head in my hands. I could feel my face turn green. This is going to be a long ride.
