IL Seguito - An Assassin's Creed FanFic

Il Seguito

The story of Vinny Coraggio, a descendent of the great

 Ezio Auditore da Firenze, and an assassin in the new world.

Chapter I - A New Beginning

            In Florence 1524, my great great grandfather, Master Assassin Ezio Auditore, passed away at the age of 65. Slowly and steadily the bloodline continued to me, Vinny Coraggio. I follow the footsteps of my ancestors, I am an assassin. My journey has brought me to the new world, we call it “America” a good place to get a fresh start, which is exactly what I need, a Templar group known as the Blood Legion, slaughtered my family. My goal is to track them into the new world, and maybe settle down afterwards, I was born in 1561, and the current year is 1580, making me 19 years old… My parents were taken from me when I was 13. My name means Vinny the Brave, a name well suited for an assassin don’t you think?

But as my boat leaves, I think of all the good memories I’ve had here in Europe. I was raised here, born here, and had my first love here. I was giving up all the good memories I’ve had, to quench my bloodthirsty revenge. Was it really worth it? Then I thought of the bad memories, my parents being killed, and the threats of me being next. I soon decided to let it go. It was nothing to get worked up about.

My first target lives in Boston, he goes by many names, but his American alias was Geoffrey Smith. His home will be a little complicated to infiltrate, but its not impossible. And his death will be brutal, I will have no mercy, for nothing is true, and everything is permitted. 

Chapter II – My History

            Before I get into the nasty details of my revenge, you probably need to know how EXACTLY I became an assassin, and how I learned about the hidden blade. After my parents were killed, I made quite a journey to Florence Italy to learn the secrets of my great great grandfather Ezio Auditore. As I was searching I found his actual tomb, and needless to say, it was a nice tomb, then I noticed something etched in the side… It read,

            “To the Assassin Order, Now that I have passed our guild is left un-guided, save for the continuum of my bloodline. There is a nearby rock, our logo is etched in it, only eagle vision however, can read it. It’s a hollowed out rock, and it has enough coin to get you to the new world, you must go there, and build assassin influence in America. If any of my bloodline comes along to read this, there is a special gift for you, and only you in the tomb… When using eagle vision, run your finger down the stone, following the highlighted lines, until the insignia is shown in gold. The tomb will open, and my secrets and knowledge will be conveyed upon you.”

            Naturally I followed instructions, and there in the marble halls of my ancestor’s tomb, was the gift. A small pedestal, on which two wrist guards rested, or so I thought. When I picked them up, I noticed a ring attached to some complex triggering system. I activated the system releasing the blade. But it was more than a blade, it was hooked, a weapon and a tool. I took the hook-blade, and began studying it, trying to understand its design and I finally figured it out. I purchased some high quality steel ingots, and smithed my own attachable blade. I then crafted my own vambrace, with an assassin’s insignia in it. With these, and my knowledge of the hook-blade, I created a hidden blade, but may blade had saw edges, something I thought could be of multipurpose. That is how I became an Assassin, and now I’m leaving that behind to end what started this psychotic chain of events, and do what I need to do as an assassin, and bring fame and notoriety upon the Assassin Order once again.