PROLOGUE
Firenze, Italia 1459
Stories from my mother and father were told to me. I was born crying like most children. My mother was in much pain. She was with her friends Amina and Rosa. Father was late for my birth. Don't get the wrong idea, my father loved me very much. My future was already planned for him. My mother always told me he held me in the air and spoke with all his power Ezio Auditore da Firenze, un combattente nato! (Ezio auditore da firenze , a born fighter!). I remember many things of my father. He was a great man, both powerfull and brave. I only hoped someday i would be like him.
