Someone wrote in [personal profile] asscreedkinkmeme 2011-08-18 04:08 am (UTC)

Courting with Danger, Caring for Death 2

“Leave him alone,” he heard Ezio say, and Leonardo made the sign of the cross as he fell to his knees.

“G-Great F-Father in Heaven, looking down on us on Earth,” he began. He clutched the silver-charmed rosary the Church had given him as a gift. He never believed he would see a vampire. “P-please, save us from this monster I unwittingly l-let inside my house. Oh, G-Great Father—”

“I don’t want to hurt you. I want your help.”

He looked up, shaking, and even Ezio was now by his side.

“I’ve been told you are the most intelligent man. You will help me, or I will kill you.”

“You’ll do no such thing, monster!” Ezio roared, and Leonardo took his hand, pressing the silver into it.

“W-ward it off,” he stuttered, hiding behind the man.

The monster rose and started walking toward them. “I don’t want to harm you.”

“Then step no further!” Ezio snarled, holding out the silver.

Silver warded off evil. Silver was pure. Evil couldn’t be around pure. He whimpered when the monster took the rosary from Ezio’s hand and tossed it aside—then pushed Ezio aside, into the wall as if he were a ragdoll. He could see the cloud of dust from where he smashed into the wooden wall.

“G-Great Father, ruler of all you have c-created—”

He made a high-pitched whining sound when the monster cornered him.

“P-please p-protect your-r sh-shee-eep!”

He shuddered and squeaked when he felt fingers grip his chin.

“Leonardo, I need you to tell me about the Apple of Eden.”

His eyes flew open and inhaled sharply, all fear forgotten as he stared into the light blue eyes. Of course a creature like this wouldn’t have gotten here all on its own. The Apple—he damned Ezio. He had told the man to let him study it more, but no, he had to take it for himself. He could’ve all ready figured out a way to have the man back home, but here he was, with a monster gazing into his eyes, and the Apple at the source of the trouble.

He grew serious, gathering himself as he reached up and tugged the hood down. The monster flinched, and Leonardo batted his hand away. He grabbed his chin, looking at the human face. He had curly brown hair, and he seemed to be peering into him.

“Fascinating,” Leonardo murmured, tugging on a lock of hair and touching the skin. “You have blue pants, do you not?”

The man blinked, then blinked again, then looked down at his legs. “Yes.”

“Fascinating. You are from the future, no? Incredible. To think we have come such a long way. Ezio… Ezio?”

He looked to his friend, and he rose, walking over to find Ezio rubbing his head. There was an indent in the wall where the wood had splintered from impact, and Leonardo squatted, cupping Ezio’s face. He was alert in no time.

“Ezio, I need the Apple. Fetch it for me, no?”

Ezio blinked, then gazed at the man behind him.

“He is a man of the future! He needs to get home, but he needs—”

“Fucking Apple,” Ezio growled, and he stood shakily. “I will be off first thing in the morning.”

He smiled, helping Ezio to his seat before turning the new man. He took him in again, now as a man instead of a monster.

“Fascinating,” he murmured, giving him a good onceover and gesturing to his seat. “How interesting… Tell me all about your world! We have some time to spare until Ezio can fetch us the Apple.”

The man raised an eyebrow, and he smiled. “Please, have a seat. I wish to know all about you, all about your world and how you have advanced to such complex design, and how you knew of the Apple!”

The man sat down, and Leonardo could feel the protective waves rolling off Ezio. It warmed his heart slightly as he drew up a chair and his notebook, sitting and fully prepared to take notes. The man looked between them, then took a long sip from the glass of wine he had previously offered him. When he set it down, he looked Leonardo in the eyes.

“I first came in contact with it when I was hired by a business called Abstergo to eliminate some targets of theirs. I work as a contract killer.”

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