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Impervious Fragility 21/?

[(Anonymous)]

“Figlio d’un cane! Machiavelli, first you interfere with a personal relationship and then you lie to me about where Giovanni actually is?!” Ezio stood over him, fists raised. He dressed to leave immediately and was armed to the hilt. “You’re lucky that I don’t remove you right here and now.”

“Ezio, wait!” The assassin tried to push himself to his feet as Ezio ran off towards the hideout’s stables. “I am only trying to help! If you would just listen…damn it.”
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’Breathe in, and out. Don’t breathe again as you draw the bowstring. Arms steady. Both eyes open, clean shot.’ Giovanni did as the voice in his head said as he drew his bow silently, hidden in the woods. The male voice was one he did not know yet spoke from time to time, almost always around the bow. Not Consus, not the distant broken voices of the one he called father and grandfather. Consus told him once it was his real father and to listen to him. The same real blood father that Francesco had finally revealed to him on the same day he had passed on his bow, on the birthday he had become a man.

Now’s not the time to think about it, Giovanni thought to himself as he watch the carriage suddenly pull to a halt and wheel around as his fellow assassins, disguised as bandits, revealed themselves. It was his job to slow the carriage. Draw back the bowstring, arrow is already notched. Release! A soft whistle in the air before the thud as it strikes straight through the neck. The driver’s guard tumbled off, causing the horses to spook and the driver to fight to control them. The carriage is swaying dangerously. He has to strike now, take down the driver, before the speed of the horses makes it unstoppable since neither he or any of his fellows are on horseback. He breaks from the trees just far enough ahead to release another arrow—but the swaying spares the driver. Mentally cursing he notches and releases another; this one hits!

“Look out!”

All of his training screams at him not to, but the sound of Ezio’s voice shocks him and he turns to see. He doesn’t see how the carriage finally overturns in his direction…until for the briefest of moments he realizes he is being crushed.

“GIOVANNI!!!” It all happens in slow motion for Ezio. Giovanni taking out the second driver but he’s too close to the carriage to see how it is already overturning. He yells for his love, his little one, to get out of the way. As soon as he yells he knows it is the wrong action for Giovanni is turn towards him and takes his eyes off the carriage! The wooden vehicle looms, creaking and groaning and menaching, like some monster, casting Giovanni in shadow before it finally falls on him in a cacophony of wood and crushing weight and screaming horses. The cry from his lips and the cry from his heart are one in the same.

They all see the defenders crawl out of the wreckage to defend the carriage and the Borgia bribe money inside and they fight because they have to. Every single one of them is fighting so the enemy can be killed and they can get to Giovanni faster.

If the boy is even still alive.
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Where are we, Consus?

An inbetween, precious child. You shouldn’t be here. You need to wake up, you need to leave.

DEATH WILL NOT BE TOLERATED.

Who is that?!

Do not listen to it. It is unimportant. You must return to your life. Your beloved ones are waiting for you.

MOVE BEYOND THIS PLACE.

Is it not safe here Consus? It’s so warm and nice here…

No. It is safe and unsafe. It is not your appointed time but much longer it will not matter. Don’t you want to return?