Lucifer's Assassin

Father's Remains

Her name is Zio Ace Alditore, she's roughly 5'6" tall, her eyes were a mix of green and blue with gold specks, the cross of green and blue made it impossible to tell what color her eyes truly were. Her hair is a dark brunette shade and is very wavy. She has tan skin and a slightly curvy body, but it was curvy enough to attract attention. Her accent was British with a hint of Australian, she inherited her accent mostly from her father. As Zio walked down the road she observed her familiar surroundings. The nature around her was green, it was still early in spring, and the farmers were working hard in the fields, people were doing the daily chores, the kids play fighting with each other with wooden swords, the usual you'd see any day. As she walked further the houses seemed to belong to people more wealthy than most. She approached the castle bridge and looked to the side, the water was still and glistening blue, the light reflecting off of it from the sun. Boats were leaving and coming in with new transports from other kingdoms not close enough to visit on foot or by horse. She walked into the castle, looking around. The houses were crammed together and were made of beige colored stone, guards were patrolling in groups of at least 4 people in silver armor with swords. The streets were busy and a little noisy. People were selling spices, doctors were selling medicine, artists in small shops selling tapestry's, portraits, and paintings, and you could hear the loud PANG! PANG! PANG! of the blacksmiths making swords and other weaponry for the soldiers and knights, as usual. Zio roamed around the castle, people greeting her with a small nod or a smile and wave occasionally as she kept walking around. She headed back out of the castle and sprinted into the woods, it took her a while before she stumbled upon the burnt remains of a small house. She leaned over, hands on her knees as she caught her breath from the run. The house was in a small secluded area and only some of it remained out of the rubble. The remains of the burnt down house had been there for about three years, she hasn't seen it since then, it was still painful just to see it. She went through the doorway and went to a familiar room, the only light coming from the sun, she walked into the room, it was hers. She glanced around looking at all the burnt objects and her eyes stopped on the closet which had held dresses that she had worn when she was nine, before she started dressing like her father, he was a big role model in her life besides Ezio, her twin brother. She looked up to the both of them and hoped to grow up as strong and brave as them. She found a birthday card from a while back surprisingly not burnt, she grabbed it and left the room going into another. The room was so familiar, her father's office. She used to have a family, a big one too. She missed them so much, seeing her father's office brought tears to her eyes as she remembered all the good times she had with him. All the time he took to teach her to read, he wanted her to learn more than just being a housewife. He wanted her to be intelligent. The office was one of the only places left in the house that wasn't as burnt as the rest, as she walked around she tripped over something, a book maybe and knocked a folder left untouched by the flames off her father's desk. "Shit," she hissed under her breath, after regaining balance she started picking up the papers and shifted through them noticing a title on one of the pages in bold print, it read "ASSASSINATION TARGETS" "What the fuck is this?" she questioned herself silently, as she started shifting through the papers she heard a small thud behind her, she turned around startled from the sound but before she could see anything darkness flooded her vision as she was welcomed by a seemingly dreamless sleep.