Desiree's POV
"So, you want to kill Roberto Muncina?" Arno asks. We all stand or sit in a circle on the deck of the ship. We're close to Italy already, which is good.
"Yes. He's done some terrible things, and he's trying to wipe out the assassins," I reply. I look over to Karma, who keeps looking at Arno with this weird look on her face.
"Italy on the horizon!" yells a crew member, and Karma snaps out of it.
"Perfect! Leonardo and Ezio will be pleased," I say.
We reach the docks and get off the ship.
"Follow me," I say.
We all run down the streets of Venice, towards Leonardo's shop. My heart is beating with excitement. He'll be so pleased to meet my new friends.
As we reach it, I see Ezio's face appear in the window and then the door being opened.
"Desiree, get in here!" he yells.
"What's going on, beyefendi?" I yell back, nervousness now filling me.
I start sprinting towards the house, and the other assassins follow me. As I arrive, I see Leonardo on the table, blood on his stomach.
"What happened, mio amico?!" I shriek, rushing to his side.
"They found out... that I lied... about your location. He left me with this," Leonardo coughs, handing me a crumpled piece of paper. I take it and carefully unfold it.
"Let this be a warning to you, Desiree Miglia. He is only the beginning. -RM"
I clench it in my fist and throw it on the ground, tears filling my eyes.
"Do not die, Leonardo," I whisper. He chuckles and shakes his head.
"I will try not to, mia signora."
"The doctor is on his way, Des," Ezio says, wrapping me in a hug. "Now, tell me who your friends are."
A/N: I am a horrible person.
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Freedom's Blade
FanfictionDesiree Miglia is an assassin living in 15th century Italy. She loves freedom and what she does for a living, which is killing templars. But what happens when she meets some other assassins that change her view on everything and makes her feel som...
