The sound of cannon fire rung in your ears and woke you from your comfortable dream. Your heart raced at the sudden wake up call, the inner assassin in you immediately wanting to know why the cannons were going off in the early hours of the morning. When Ezio arrived yesterday, he had told you before you retired to your home that they would be practicing early at the crack of dawn. You sighed as your heart gradually went back to normal upon remembering him telling you that, and you laid back down from your sitting position in your bed. The firing stopped and you rolled over to go back to your peaceful sleep.
It wasn't but a few seconds later a cannonball hit right outside your house, making it feel like an earthquake as the ground shook. Your eyes snapped open and you jumped up, your nightgown quickly being discarded as you rushed to put on your assassin robes. Your mind raced a million miles a minute as you clipped the belts in place, this certainly wasn't any form of training. You knew the "doomsday protocol" as Mario dubbed it, which was to find Ezio and Mario and check with them first to see what they would need help with. If they didn't need anything at the particular moment, you job was to see the innocent people safe and get them outside the walls. You felt no need to wear your hood, running down your stairs and whipping open the wooden door to be greeted with the morning light. Another cannonball hit close to you, and you gasped and shielded your face with your arm as it exploded into the ground with force. You tried to inhale some form of clean air since it was all smoke, already seeing the death, destruction and chaos around you. Debris and the roofs of buildings lay all around you, a thick layer of smoke lingering in the air made it hard to breathe, the smell of gunpowder made you scrunch up your nose in disgust.
Taking a deep breath and attempting to delay the oncoming of a panic attack, you headed for the Villa Auditore in search of Ezio and Mario. Trying to avoid being hit by cannonballs, you ran with all your might even though your legs were pretty much used to running from your years of being an assassin. Dodging the frantic and screaming people running past you, you made it to the crumpled stairs of the Villa. You puffed out a breath, and hauled yourself up the curved stairs towards the Villa. Finally reaching the top of the stairs as your legs stung from climbing them so fast, you froze when you heard the whistle of an incoming cannonball from somewhere behind you. You turned around only to see the cannonball wasn't heading towards you, but towards the top floor of the Villa. That was where Ezio's room was located, your hand flew up to your mouth as you saw the giant ball hurdle at the Villa and slam into the glass of his window. "Oh god." You mumbled once your hand had slowly fell from your mouth and returned to your side, tears springing to your eyes as you forced yourself to look away and at the people around you. A hand was placed on your shoulder, jumping slightly you turned to see Mario with his sword in hand.
"Y/N, you need to get the townspeople out as quickly as possible!" He yelled over all the commotion of the fighting around you, before looking over your frantic face. You thought you were hiding your panicked feelings pretty well, but Mario always could see straight through you. Before you could explain yourself and your frantic face, the loud thump of a body landing next to you made you unsheathe your hidden blades and jump slightly. Mario apparently knew who it was and had been expecting him to show up, and bent down to help the stranger up. Your jaw dropped as Ezio was standing before you, perfectly fine and alive with a determined look on his perfect face. He only wore a white undershirt, the armor of Altaïr must have been destroyed by the cannonball. He looked a little funny to you, you had always saw him with his robes, armor, and weapons. You smiled before wrapping your arms around his neck unexpectedly, you must have caught him off guard since he stumbled back a bit before quickly recovering and wrapping his strong arms around your waist tightly. "I thought I lost you." You mumbled into his white undershirt, inhaling the scent of vanilla with a twinge of gunpowder that always seemed to cling to him and he chuckled before placing a kiss on top of your head. "I'm tougher than that, mi amore." He whispered in your ear, you were about to reply before another cannonball hitting the ground beside you caused you to rush away from Ezio.
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Romance[ COMPLETED ] STARTED: OCTOBER 2017 FINISHED: JUNE 2019 EDITED: AUGUST 2021 in which i write about everyone's favorite assassin's (and templars 😉) -------
