[Ezio x Reader Fanfic] May the father of understanding guide us

24} I Don't Need Your Help

Sorry, it's been a while huh? I'll try and make up for not updating for ages by giving you a super good chapter. I know there hasn't been much Ezio romance in my fanfic yet but it starts now so expect a whole lot more Ezio from now on :).

I ALSO TOTALLY FORGOT TO CELEBRATE 600+ READS!!!! I love you all my loyal readers and I'm glad that lots of people have read and enjoyed my fanfic so thank you people, I hope you like this chapter :)
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Ezio's POV

It's been a two years since I killed Vieri and I have only seen (y/n) a few times- only short glimpses, lingering in the shadows but immediately disappearing. I started to wonder weather or not she was still alive but even that small hint that she's still out there, watching me, made me believe that against all odds she's alive.

Jacopo de'Pazzi is the next to fall to my blade and he shall be the last of the Pazzi. Vengeance is so close I can almost reach out and grasp it but that's only the tip of the iceberg. One small piece of a much bigger puzzle.

Uncle Mario told me all about the Templars and their quest for control over everything and everyone. They strive for peace but not freedom, an existence in such a world wouldn't be worth living. I was reluctant at first to continue father's work but I was convinced at last by uncle. I have a list of names and I'm gradually being trained in combat by Mario and a few other skills I have picked up from the various people I've had the fortune to cross paths with.

I've been told that Jacopo will be outside the church in San Gimignano ready to attend another Templar meeting with Rodrigo and a few other affiliates of theirs. I'm not going to lie, at this point it would be a relief to see (y/n). Even if she was attending one of the frequent meetings held by the Templar grand master. I just want to see her, I'm not even sure why I need to know she's alright. It's just a nagging feeling I get in the pot of my stomach that makes my heart race. Seeing her always did that to me, even before the death of my father and brothers. I don't know what I'd do if I lost her too.

I snap out of my depressing trance and look down on the church's square from my rooftop perch. Jacopo is walking across it alongside another man, talking to him. I listen intently for any key information while hopping from roof to roof, trying to keep the men within my sight.

They lead me outside of the city and down a dirt path. They turn off down a heavily guarded, stone staircase and to an old open theatre which was also crawling with guards.

I follow with caution and find a safe spot to listen in on their conversation. Rodrigo soon joins the men and they start conversing, I eavesdrop on the men from behind a huge, stone wall.

~~~~~time skip to end on sequence (sorry, I don't know the correct dialogue and I don't want to blindly stumble through it either so I'll just skip it)~~~~~

The two men both turn on Jacopo and each stab him once for his incompetence. As he lies dying on the cold stone, Rodrigo turns and addresses the many brutes and spearmen he has guarding their meeting.

"Kill the assassin!" He shouts, pointing directly at me, forcing me out of hiding. "Did you really think I wouldn't notice you assassin? You've been a thorn in my side for too long now. I'll be glad to finally be rid of you."

As dozens of guards flood towards me, Rodrigo disappearing from sight. He will have to wait, I need to speak with Jacopo before he slips away. But first...

I think as I turn my undivided attention to the swarming guards. The first few to reach me are two spear wielding men, hard to defend against. I ready my hidden blade as the first one goes in to strike me.