Desmond's POV
Leonardo goes back to his office while Ezio and I walk outside.
As the door of the Auditore villa opens, warm Italian air hits my face, and I grin.
"Welcome to Italy! This building here is in Monteriggioni. It's my uncle Mario's villa. I was heading back to Venezia when you showed up," Ezio says.
"Ah. We should go to Venice..." I reply.
"We leave tomorrow morning."
Ezio and I walk down the stairs in front of the villa to the garden below.
"It's really pretty here..." I mutter. Ezio grins.
"I know. I love it here, but I want my mother and sister to go to Spain. It's not safe here." His face turns serious, and I look at him with confusion.
"Why aren't they safe?"
Ezio sighs and brushes his hand against a flower that dangles over the stone path.
"Cesare Borgia. I want him dead, and I need him dead. He's causing trouble and the assassins need him eliminated."
I sigh and look at Ezio, a grin on my face.
"It would be an honour to help you kill Cesare Borgia."
A/N: I apologize for not updating in a while. I've been busy with school work and piano and all that stuff. I'm going to try and update more. Thanks for understanding!
YOU ARE READING
Blasted to the Past: Sequel to Ripped from our Time
FanfictionThe assassins have gone back to their time. Desmond Miles believes everything is over and that all will go back to normal. But when the Animus has a serious jinx for the second time, things are put in reverse.
