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Ignis (2/2) of [3/?]

[(Anonymous)]

That is, until something did not feel right.

Looking about sharply, he slowed down his breathing and clutched the bag of mock swords closer to his chest, acuteness pushing his spine into rigidity. The congregation and its attributes were now faint to him as he sought out the flaw, but he could not find the cause of his wariness, even through the concentration; he could feel the change in the air—slight, yes, yet he could perceive the sensation of being tailed relentlessly without having to catch the obvious, and intuition had always come naturally to him. This scenario was one he felt he had gone through.

And over by the stall of incense, a black blur fell rapidly.

Ezio stilled; whatever had been following him—he was sure that someone, or something, was truly behind the scene—must have noticed that he had been caught, and had taken no time to consider before it fled into the shadows. By the time he scudded over to the loud merchant's area, no one of suspicion remained.

Except for the object.

Frowning, he picked up the item and quickly comprehended that it was a hat—smooth, untarnished, stitched seamlessly to match the high quality of the dyed silk that gleamed under his fingertips; if his deductions were correct, the perpetrator had to have been very wealthy, or had robbed one of great influence, and had to have dropped it in order to get away without giving up its identity. And it could have been anyone in this square: The poor and the rich were all a homogenous mixture in this open plaza, and there was invariably the possibility of the stalker already gone from this expanse.

Ezio shakily pushed the hat into his bag and exhaled.

But he still felt that blinding pressure at the back of his head …

OP here again

[(Anonymous)]

Yep, sorry but I really can't enough of this story. Oh my, it's been a while since I read a really good suspense fic. This story needs more exposure, if I may suggest how about you try and post in Deviant Art as well. The AC community is active there too.

Hope to see the next part soon. thanks for the treat. =)

Writer!anon

[(Anonymous)]

Haha, thanks. I don't have a DA account anymore, mainly because I got lazy about it. LOL

XD Ezio better hide ...