Assassin vs. assassin

AN: For all you awesome Assassin's Creed fans who would be reading this I have a few things I am going to warn you of now. 1 This story takes place during the brother hood years. I know, but, what about the years before? Well to answer that, one of the main supporting characters was only born in the year 1476 and was In Spain. She does not get involved in the Templar assassin's thing until the 1487 when she is 11 and there is an assassins group in Spain. If you played Discoveries, I did because I am an AC nerd; you would know what was going on there. 2 the supporting character that is being added well, it is a girl, duh, and is about 23 years of age and she is from Spain. Therefore, there will be the sassy sexy Italian that Ezio speaks and the romantic Spanish she will speak. I will put translations in along with language so you know what is what(s: translation). 3 I will go in to greater detail of her past a little later on and everything like that so don't go freaking out screaming MARY SUE MARY SUE! I will drop hints of her past when I can but full drawn out details will take place in memories, dreams, and other such events. Now that my little rant is out of the way, any questions comments or concerns (except spelling and grammar I know it sucks already and I am trying my damned hardest with it). Feel free to put them in the reviews or private message. PLEASE do not just review it negatively with out and reason it will not help me fix what is wrong. I promise to do my damn hardest to make sure I nail Ezio's and everyone's personalities.

1488, Ezio found the apple of Eden and claimed it in the name of the assassins. This was, also, the same year he lost Rodrigo Borgia, because he ran away. In these ten years Ezio had traveled to Spain going after his enemy however little did he know when he went to Spain Rodrigo was on his way back to Italy to claim his spot as the next Pope. Rodrigo Borgia was also coming back with a little extra baggage he picked up in Spain.

1499, Rodrigo Borgia stood in the front of an Alter saying the daily sermon to the cardinals and knights that filled the hall. His voice rang out with false hopes and false care. The Cardinals hung on every word that can from his poison lips. The sermon was cut short when Ezio, a true noble assassin flew from the ceiling a blade aimed for Rodrigo.

The blade missed its target and a duel between Templar and assassin ensued. Rodrigo held the staff, and used it to take those around to their knees with pain of the sheer power it possessed. Ezio pulled the apple and focused his mind pulling the power forward making four clones to fight with him. They battled on for what seemed like eternity before Ezio was stuck down and stabbed. Rodrigo had the staff and apple now he headed for a secret sanctuary away from every one.

Ezio slowly got up once he had the strength to and followed Rodrigo. Blood stained his robes but he did not stop he kept walking. He found himself in a secret temple of sorts but the walls and decor seemed not of this time or even of this planet. He followed after, still and found his target. Once again, they fought but this time it was bare hand to hand and Ezio was the victor. Ezio left Rodrigo beat and unconscious on the ground.

Rodrigo got up slowly and looked around the room finding it empty. He quickly got up and pulled off the heavy robes he wore and climbed out of the ring he was in then ran. He ran as fast as he could up and out of the cathedral and took a carriage out of the city going to a safe place that Ezio nor could any assassin find him. He ran for his life and ran to regroup and plan to get the apple back and find Ezio and take him out.

He fled Rome and fled to Florence to where his son and Daughter had been staying for the past month when they all returned from Spain. He rushed in to the house and straight to his living room and taking a bottle of wine quickly downing it to ease the pain and anger. His daughter joined his company; she looked mildly upset by his disheveled appearance.

"What is wrong father?" Lucrezia asked calmly with a hint of annoyance.

"The assassin, Ezio Auditore, has ruined everything. I should have gone after him when I had the chance. I should have attacked! That blasted villa will go down before the New Year I sweat IT!" Rodrigo roared as his son walked in to the room followed by another.

Cesare smirked to his sister having heard his father's rage. He wavedthe one behind him forward and then crossed his arms. The one in front was dressed all in white. White long sleeve tunic under a white doublet and hood that covered the face almost completely from sight. Brown boots and pants along with a red sash tied tight around the waist. The tails of the sash hung in the front, with the assassins A, upside down, holding the sash tightly. Each arm, gifted with a bracer and metal plated gloves. The person stood a full five feet eight inches tall and that was all that was known about them in this state.

"Let us take out this Ezio then, get the apple back and prepare to cleanse the city of Rome of his filth." Cesare smiled darkly having his own plans in mind.

Rodrigo glanced over and his frown turned in to a very calm smile as he saw the figure with Cesare. He nodded once to his son before waving him away as well as his daughter leaving him with the other person alone together. He took a deep breath as this person was the product of lies, trickery and was going to be the downfall of the great Assassins. One of their own shall take them down from the inside out.

Rodrigo reached his hands up and took the hood pushing it back off the figure's head showing it was a woman under the hood. She had black hair, braided and haloed her head. Her eyes were a hazel green tone and held a very gold gaze to them. She was an assassin working for the Templar society, something neither side has ever heard off before.

"Gabriela my child, I am happy you are here. Was your trip hard on you?" Rodrigo spoke softly as though speaking to a young child.

"No mi padre(s: No my father). Long si(s: yes), hard no." Gabriela spoke very flatly.

"Bien(s: good), now your time has come to shine mi niña. (S: my girl) We are going to take out the Villa and I want you there." Rodrigo spoke with a very gentle voice his hand slipping to the side of her head stroking her hair before moving to her neck. "Remember what you learned in España (s: Spain)"

"Show no Fear, take no chances, and forget nothing" Gabriela's voice became cold as her eyes narrowed slightly as her words came out darkly on the last of her response.

"Good girl, never forget who took your family away and who took you in. It will guide you through your life as a Borgia assassin. Now, go to bed we have a lot to do in the next couple days." Rodrigo smiled and kissed her fore head then sending her back to her room for the rest of the night as he and his son had much to get ready.

The next day the Borgia gathered, and set out to Tuscany. Rodrigo climbed in to a carriage along with Lucrezia. Cesare climbed on to a horse to lead the attack while Gabriela took to a horse behind the carriage. This way of traveling was established when Lucrezia threw a fit about Gabriela sharing a carriage with the family. They marched quickly and chanted out boosting their moral as they went. They journey was estimated to land them at Monteriggioni in Tuscany by dawn, the place they were informed to be where the Assassins were hiding.

The traveled quickly and well in to the night stopping out of site of the town. They set camp with few fires and kept them low to hide their on-coming army. Rodrigo and Lucrezia quickly took to their tents to sleep leaving the soldier to patrol and switch shifts as need be. Cesare had only plans before he was to go to bed. He found his way to Gabriela's tent finding she was awake cleaning her blade for battle.

"Buenos noches, bonita. (s: good night/evening, Beautiful.}" Cesare walked up to her and knelt down on the sleeping roll next to her. He reached over taking some of her lower back long black hair and pulled it to his face inhaling her natural scent. "You took your hair down. I like it like this."

"Do not talk to me so casually." Gabriela snapped faintly fixing her Blade then swinging it out, putting it to Cesare's neck. "Now what brings you here, hmm? You will not be sharing my bed now nor ever."

"I did once before and you didn't complain." Gabriela narrowed her eyes darkly. Before he continued. "Can I not visit without reason, other than care?" Cesare smiled putting a leather-gloved finger to the blade pushing it away. "Though when this is through, I am sure my father will listen to my request. When he does he will be glad to have his favored ward wed his favored son."

"You never show care, And I will refuse any engagment." Her eyes grew cold and her face stern as she pointed to the door. "Now leave before I have to make you."

"As you wish," Cesare got up and left stopping only a moment to give her one last comment. "Stay with us tomorrow, we will need you and your talents once we break in to the city."

Gabriela was awake dressed, finishing her breakfast, and check when she heard the first sound of Cannon. She stepped out of her tent and looked around before walking over to Rodrigo and Cesare pulling her hood up slowly, ready to fight as she saw their army advancing forward quickly. She saw the assassins fighting back and held nothing back. She looked back to Rodrigo wanting to run in to battle but had to hold back until given then the order.

"You itch to fight, mi Niña. (S: my girl)" Rodrigo smirks before looking out over the field seeing two of the biggest problems they had. "Go my child bring Catarina Sforza to us."

"Yes Father." Gabriela smiles and takes off quickly her hood up covering her face.

Gabriela ran off quickly heading in to the war zone easily slipping around the fighting men. She needed to find Catarina and knew she would be the only woman in the war. She took out a man on a horse not sure which side he fought for, not really caring either, and took the horse for herself. She stood on the saddle and looked across the field to find her prey stopping when she saw the flaming red head on a horse screeching out to her men. She smiled and dropped on to the horse pulling the reins and going off in the direction of Catarina.

When Catarina was in sight, Gabriela slipped herself up on the saddle taking a crouched stance. Once near Catarina she leaped from her horse on to Catarina's and placing a blade to her throat. Catarina quickly lifted her sword feeling someone land on the horse behind her. She started to swing back, when her sword hand was grabbed and pushed the blade to her throat harder but not breaking skin..

"You are mine Ms. Sforza" Gabriela spoke in a whisper her hand twisting Catarina's forcing her to drop her sword.

"You're a woman!" Catarina was surprised by the fact a woman was the one that grabbed her.

"Yes and I am an assassin, and I am going to take out the people that killed my family. I am going start my revenge with taking you with me." Gabriela smirks darkly and rides the horse off to the Borgia family.

When Gabriela got Catarina to the family, they were at the gates ready to break it down. Their men were on the wall fighting and more were moving in. Catarina pulled from the horse and Gabriela jumped down walking to them her hood up covering her face. Rodrigo walked to her patting her shoulder with a bright smile, as he was very proud of her. They turned to see Cesare fight Mario and being victorious against him. The time was upon them as the great gate of the wall exploded open and they were all able to walk in to the town.

Cesare pulled Mario up and reached in to his coat pulling out the glowing Apple of Eden. He pushed with all his might forcing Mario in to the gates. Rodrigo had a guard hold tight to Catarina as they followed behind Cesare in to the city. Lucrezia kept close to Cesare, sickeningly close to him. Mario fell to the ground and Cesare sheathed his blade before calling out to the unseen assassin.

"I know you're there, Ezio! The pope told me about you and your little group of assassins, and this!" Cesare yelled raising the Apple up for everyone to see. "Give me the gun his friend fashioned for us. We have had too much bloodshed. I think a cleansing is in order. So, consider this an invitation from my family to yours!"

Cesare pulled the trigger killing Mario without flinching. Catarina started screeching like a banshee. Cesare turned and left the walls letting his men flood in to take over the rest of the town. Rodrigo followed with Catarina, fighting not to go, and Lucrezia wrapped in Cesare's arm. Cesare looked back to Gabriela as she started to follow.

"Mi angela (S: my angel (Fem)), go patrol the city find Ezio, and make sure he is dead. If he is not then kill him, enslave him, torture him. Do as you wish, after all, he was the Italian that killed your family." Cesare gave a smug smirk as he left with the rest of them leaving Gabriela to return in to the town to find Ezio.

Gabriela nodded and quickly took to the low roofs and back alleys blazing across them looking for the man she wishes to kill. She ran quickly across a roof and dropping in to an alley stopping when she saw a few thieves pulling a man dressed in brown trousers and a white tunic. She had only one disadvantage to finding Ezio; she did not know what he looked like beyond a shadowy face. She growled as an image, burned in to her memory, of a man dressed in white standing over her father and grandfather before turning and running away. She followed the men quietly and stayed out of sight. They would lead her to Ezio, their ringleader but they stopped when the man started to stir then speak.

"Basta! (I: stop) I can walk." The man they dragged barked as they let him go so he could stand.

"Look out! They are coming! Everyone retreat to the Villa!" A man yelled out over the land.

"I cannot fight like this!" The man swayed slightly before looking over to men waving them over to him. "Stand with me!"

She watched as the man fight against the Borgia soldier and back away up to the villa. She quickly climbed on a low roof and looked over seeing one of the soldiers attacking a young woman. She pulled out a throwing knife from her waist synch then took aim. She normally would not have killed one of her own but to attack a helpless woman was not her style.

"EZIO!" the woman called out as she reached up holding the hands of the one attacking her to keep his blade from striking her. Gabriela froze and looked around before seeing the man that she was following run as fast as he could in to the fight to protect the woman.

Ezio was the one who she was following the man she planned to kill because of what he did to her family. She narrowed her eyes and raised her knife once more. She took aim and threw the knife at him with full power. The blade flew with perfect accuracy to where his neck was. He leaned back quickly and as the knife embedded in to the face of a Borgia who attacked him from the side. She growled as Ezio turned his gaze to her. They stood and watched each other a moment longer before she turned and moved out of sight.

She waited a short while, not knowing if she could stand her own against him in a fight, before turning to chase after Ezio. She followed the blood path around the side of the villa to the back were people were fighting. She ducked around the fighting men and stayed in the shadows to hide from them. She stopped at a door peering around it in to the room listening as best she could with the sound of clanking metal and screaming men around her.

"Stop! Wait for us!" She heard Ezio scream.

"We thought you had been killed, Sir Ezio" She heard a voice come out one she was not sure of.

"Not yet" Ezio mumbled sourly.

"Where does the passage lead?" The second voice came again. After that, she heard no response at least not a clear one she could understand. "Let me through, I must go help the troops!"

She heard footsteps of a man running out of the room. She sidestepped in to the doorway stopping the man. The man was a thief with a bandage over his eye. She put her hand to her wrist pulling a loop attached to a gauntlet. The man faulted her stepped back until he saw the upside down assassin's A on her waist.

"You are the Angelo de muerta! (S: angel of death) Gabriel." The man spoke in an awed voice.

"Where does that path lead?" Her voice was sharp.

"To the north, outside the walls." The man bowed before running by her like a scared cat.

Gabriela left quickly running around the villa once more. She jumped down the stairs quickly moving until she came across a white horse coated in dust and debris. The horse reared around a bit until she caught it and quickly mounted. She wasted no time and fled from the city following the walls as quickly as she possibly could. She came around the bend just in time to see Ezio leaving two women standing alone and him riding quickly away.

The gods themselves must be toying with her as she spurred her horse to keep moving and took chase after Ezio. She was not going to lose him not after she found him. She would chase him down and follow him to the end of the earth to take his life for her own. She stayed far enough back so she would not alert him of her presence but close enough to watch him for any odd behaviors or change in direction. It was around twilight she saw his horse finally slow and he seemed worn out. Keeping a safe distance just as the sun fell below the horizon, so did he off his horse.

Gabriela rode up to him, dismounted the white horse and walked over to him. She knelt down, pulled out a silver stiletto before checking if he was still alive and found he was barely. She placed the tip of her blade to his chest looking him over. She was amazed that this, man who was supposed to be around 40 years of age, looked only to be late 20s. She didn't know what came over her, maybe it was she rather the satisfaction of killing him when he is not on his deathbed, or wanting him to see her face when she took his life, but she did not kill him. She dragged him up and pulled him over to the white horse she rode and worked with quite a bit of effort to pull him over the saddle before slipping up behind him.

She rode into Rome with him and over to a small cottage just on the outskirts of a large part of the city, near a church and broken aqueduct. The house was abandon, with some furniture, a bed table and a dry sink and that made her life a little easier. She slipped from the horse and dragged Ezio off the horse's back. He landed on the ground with a rather unpleasant sounding thud, eliciting a soft apology from her. She pulled him in to the house and pulled him up on to the dusty bed where he would be resting until he woke or died. Until then she would watch over him and tend to his wounds until she was sure her prey was ready to be hunted.