A/N: To be completely honest, I think I'm terrible at writing Romano. I wasn't sure how to even begin writing this chapter. I hope ya'll like it... Heh. This one's purely for Romano's past. Guest apperance by someone special!
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It was another summer in the hills of Tuscany. Everything was peaceful and quiet until...
"Nee... I don't want to be out here anymore! It's so hoooot! I want some pasta!" my little brother whines. Feliciano was always a bit of a wimp, but it bugged me that he was whining this time.
"Shut up! You're the one who wanted to come with me, remember?! Why don't you go back to Grandpa's house and draw?" I grumble. I finally got to take a break from training and decided to go out for a walk. And, of course, Feliciano decides he wants to tag along. I argued with him about it, but Grandpa insisted that I take the dumb ass with me. It was just a pain in the ass. You'd think he'd have some bit of common sense, but no, Feli was always getting into some type of trouble. Whether it be falling into the river, running from the weirdo Englishman around town, or forgetting to eat.
"Oi, Feli. I'll walk you home ok?" I say as he starts to roll around in a patch of flowers.
"Ok, big brother! When we get back, I'll make you some pasta too! That way you don't have to go bother Spain again. I know you said you hated to do that and..."
I tune him out as we walk. I guess his constant jabbering isn't so bad. I've gotten used to it since we're usually together. What else would you expect of twins? The thing was that Feli didn't do the work that I did. He didn't even know about it in fact. While he was painting and working on cute little things with Grandpa, I was fighting and working on physical things. I was an Assassin. Grandpa had been one too, but he stopped taking contracts and started teaching me how to be stealthy. There was one time I'd gotten really mad and asked why I had to do it and Feli got to do all the fun stuff.
"It's because he's fragile and innocent, Lovino. You've got a fighter in you. You're the one who will protect him when I'm gone," Grandpa had told me.
I didn't get it then, but I had started to understand it recently. Bad things happened in the world. Sometimes certain people made them happen, and it was our job as Assassins to stop them for the good of the people. I still hadn't been around the Brotherhood very much, but the few people I had met were amazing! Mario Auditore was one of the brothers that I looked up to the most... He had a villa not too far from where we lived, so I was able to use his training grounds occasionally.
"Grandpa's already cooking, Romano!" Feli shouts excitedly. He runs into the house, curl flopping on top of his head. Hesitantly, I walk inside after him. I hate to go back inside already when it's such a beautiful day. Something compells me to take one last look at the bright summer sky. It was only for a second, but I knew I saw a shadow jumping down from our windmill... A fellow Assassin? It might not be a bad idea to investigate. It'd give me an excuse to go out again.
"Lovino. Let it be. That is not for you to get involved with," Grandpa says right behind me.
I look at him curiously, "Who was it?"
"La Volpe sent me a letter earlier today. I belive that was one of the Roma assassins that Ezio dispatched to this area," he answers honestly, "There was a threat to one of our safe houses."
I didn't want to go inside. What if they needed help? I wanted to run out there with them. I knew that as soon as I stepped foot out of the doorway, Grandpa would be dragging me in by the scruff of my collar. "La fortuna sia con te, assassino," I whispered to the shadowy figure.
~Four Months Later~
It was the day after mine and Feliciano's 16th birthday. He was celebrating with Miss Hungary and some of his other friends, and I was... trying not to throw up from anxiety. It was today that I was being promoted to a Master Assassin. I might actually get to meet Ezio Auditore! It was a long shot, but I hoped he woudl be there. After all, the guy was a legend.
Before I knew it, it was time to walk down the red carpet and kneel before my Grandpa Rome. Head held high, I stride past everyone, hoping desperately that I don't screw anything up. Out of the corner of my eye, I happen to see- Ezio! There's Mario and Claudia as well! Ahhh man, there's no way! I had to tell Emma about this! She'd be so jealous.
I kneel before the mighty Rome and bow my head in respect.
"Romano Lovino Vargas... You have been given the opportunity to become a Master of the Assassin Brotherhood. Are you aware of the responsibilities you must now undertake and carry out with honor?"
"Yes, I am."
"And will you comply with our family's wishes? Will you do your duty and take care of those who will now be under your command? Can you prove again that you are someone worth following?" His voice is commanding, but not cold. I honestly don't know if I can do all of that... I'd never really held more than a few people's lives in my hands. It was scary, btu there was no way in hell I would let everyone down! The Templars could kiss my ass!
"I will and I can!" I say with conviction straight from my heart. I'll not allow dishonor to my name nor Grandpa's. These people are counting on me more than ever. I've always been their equal; their comrade; their brother. You never let your family down or leave them behind.
"Then, I, Romulus Vargas, bestow upon you the title of Master Assassin. Laa shay'a waqi'un moutlaq bale kouloun moumkine."
"Nothing is true, everything is permitted," I repeat happily. Everyone cheers as I stand. I haven't had this much attention since I first became an Assassin. It was actually kind of embarrassing.
Grandpa told everyone to go to the hall for food and music in celebration of me and the other new Assassins that were inducted before me. That meant there'd be a big crowd and it'd be really awkward. I didn't want to dance and I wasn't very hungry.
So, I excused myself and climbed up to the roof where the night sky greeted me with open arms. So to speak. The breeze lifted the ends of my hair, carressed my face, and put my heart to ease. There was nothing like the freedom of the sky. If only I could just fly away. I'd love to be the eagle we all so loved.
"Buona sera, fratello," a melodic male voice says from behind me. I spin around and see-
"Signore Ezio! I-I didn't know you were up here! Forgive my intrusion," I stammer.
He laughs and waves his hand, "This place is yours as well, fratello. You are not intruding. You are the new Master, yes?"
My shoulders relax a little as I sigh. His eyes hold a knowing weight. I guess he'd know how it feels to get thrown into things. He was forced into this by tragedy. Although, I guess he ended up enjoying it.
"I am now, I suppose. I'm not quite sure what I'm supposed to do though," I answer honestly. Ezio doesn't seem surprised at all. I don't know why, but I expected him to be this mass-ego that was unapproachable. He was actually a pretty nice guy so far. Altough there were all those rumors about how he was with women... Eesh.
"Hmm. I'd say you'd just keep doing what you're doing. You'll learn what to do from instinct rather than someone showing you. Do what you feel is right and most of the time, you'll be fine," he muses eyes clouded in thought.
I can't tell if he was talking to me or himself. Maybe he's still trying to figure some things out himself. I turned to look at the sky again and clear my head. When I turned back around, he was gone. I had a feeling that would be the only time I saw or talked to Ezio Auditore.
And that's also the night when I found out that Grandpa was sending me to Spain.
"Damn it! You can't just pack me up and send me away like that! I don't want to go!" I yelled angrily. Feliciano had already started to pack my things for me. I was absolutely pissed!
"Lovi, you need to visit Antonio more often. Plus, Spanish girls are beautiful! It'll be fun. Don't worry!" he says with an easy smile.
"You'll have lots of fun, big brother!" Feli insists before going into the living room.
Grandpa's expression darkens and he leans forward to whisper, "Lovino, I'm counting on you. Antonio needs your help with some Templars that have been causing trouble with the king and queen. You'll be next in line to become their Mentor. Don't let me down."
And thus, I was sent away to help the stupid Tomato Bastard, friend to the Assassins, and sort out the mess my Brotherhood had gotten into.
A/N: Yay for back stories! Should I do bits and pieces of their pasts throughout the rest of the story? I hope I did Romano well. :D Let me know what you guys think~