Sorry for took soooooo long for the final chapter! _ i thought i uploaded it but actually i didn't (completely forgot), so i dug the file up again to post.

Enjoy ^_^

Ps. apologize for my poor English too.

Next morning….

After gave Uberto the letters of evidence last night and hided for a night, Federico woke up early and quickly came out from a small tent on rooftop he used for hiding. He remembered that Uberto told him to go to the Piazza della Signoria's square, so he did.

It was crowed at Piazza della Signoria when Federico reached the place. He saw a large stage in the center, and up there, stood his father, Giovanni Auditore, and his little brother, Petruccio, with ropes around their necks. Uberto stood near them with a mystery guy in a black hooded robes and the executioner. Uberto was giving a speech, saying that Giovanni was the treason and should be put to death.

"Giovanni Auditore, you and your accomplices stand accused of the crime of treason. Have you any evidence to counter this charge?" said Uberto to Giovanni.

"Yes! The documents that were delivered to you last night!" shouted Giovanni.

"I'm afraid I know nothing of these documents."

What the hell is this mean? Shocked Federico as he shouted "he's lying!" but his voice can't be heard because there were too many people, so he moved closer to the stage.

"In the absence of any compelling evidence to the contrary, I am bound to pronounce you GUILTY. You and your collaborators are hereby sentenced to DEATH!" Uberto then gave a signal to the executioner.

"YOU are the traitor, Uberto. And one of THEM! You may take our lives this day but WE WILL have yours in return! I swear! We will!" shouted Giovanni again before he and his son got hang to death.

"Father!" shouted Federico as he ran through the stage. "I'll kill you for what you've done, Uberto!"

The mystery guy in the black robes whispered something to Uberto and Uberto turned to see Federico ran to the stage. He pointed at him, "There! Grab that man! He's one of them!"

As the guards were coming for him, Federico drew out the sword, ready to fight. But there were Brutes guards among the other guards too. One of the Brutes swung a huge axe, detached the sword from Federico's hand.

He, Federico saw Uberto gave signal to guards to finish him off. He stepped back, turned and started to run in the opposite direction, fast. He quickly climbed up randomly wall, trying his best to escaped. He must hurried back to Leonardo's workshop.

At Leonardo's workshop, Ezio was walking around in the living room, worried. He was now in a new clothes Leonardo gave him, a long sleeves white linen shirt and black pants, but he didn't wear shoes. His hair still wet from rain even Leonardo gave him a towel to dried it.

"This is too long." Ezio threw his hands up. "I'm not going to wait here anymore. I'll go and look for Federico."

As Ezio headed to the door, Leonardo stopped him, "You can't go out now."

"Why not? My brothers and dad are out there!"

"It's too dangerous! Besides, your brother told you to stay here and wait."

"But I do not want to wait!"

-knock-knock-knock-

Somebody was knocking the studio door and both Leonardo and Ezio turned around to looked at it.

"Yes?" replied Leonardo.

"Open the door! It's me!" shouted back from the outsider.

"Federico?" Ezio rushed to the door and opened it.

Federico stood before him, soaked with blood, a weak smiled on his face, "Hi, baby brother."

"Merda! What happened!?" Ezio's eyes widen in horror, rushing to his brother's side, helping him walked to the sofa and laid him down there.

"Guess I got shot, ha..ha.." laughed Federico as he coughed off blood. He got 2 arrows in his left chest, right leg, one in belly, and also got 2 broken ribs.

"This isn't a time for laughing, for god sake!" Leonardo also panic, seeing bloody Federico, "I'll go and get doctor!"

"No!" shouted Federico, "No, do not call doctor. You'll bring guards here if you do that."

"But you're badly injured!"

"I don't care!" he looked back at Ezio. "I do not want any of them here…..otherwise….," he reached his bloody hand to touch his younger brother's face.

"If…if you say so…" Leonardo said. "I can help you, but not all since I'm not a doctor."

"Whatever, please help him, Leonardo." Begged Ezio.

"I'll do best. I'll go and get bandages." Said the artist before ran to the studio's back room.

While Leonardo wasn't around, Federico's hand shot up to grabbed Ezio's long and untied hair and yanked him down for a rough kissed.

"Are you crazy!? This isn't a time…." Ezio didn't have time to finish his sentence when Federico hugged him tightly, even it would hurt himself more.

"Only thinking of losing you….it's sad." Said the elder brother as he kissed the younger's neck, "Listen. Uberto betrayed father and put him and Petruccio to death."

"What!?" Ezio was shock, "..no, no…..no way!"

"It's true, Ezio. They're gone."

And now I'm losing you? Thought Ezio before he hugged his brother back lightly, "I'm not losing you."

"…..Ezio."

Leonardo returned with bandages, clean clothes, a knife and a needle. "Ok, let's us help you now, Federico. Ezio, can you hold him down?"

Ezio did as he was told, undid Federico's bloody robes, holding his brother's injured leg down, and after that, Leonardo broke the arrow's shaft before using the knife to cut the wound wider to take out the arrow's head. He, then, quickly sew the wound while Federico groaned in pain.

Leonardo worked fast and carefully on the other two arrow's wounded, especially the wound on the left chest. When came to the broken ribs, he used a pillow to welt in between arm and chest before bandaged them together.

"Er…I think we better take him to hospital," said the artist as he looked at only-a-bit-better Federico.

"No,…you can't." said Federico tiredly.

"But if not, you will d…"

"I don't care!"

"Damnit, Federico! You need a serious medication!" Ezio countered.

"…."

"…."

Federico sighed as he turned to the artist, "can you take the robes to wash?"

"Now?" Leonardo's eyebrow rose in surprise.

"Please," said the injured man. "I'll be fine. Thanks for your help."

"….."

"I….and Ezio need to talk."

The artist just nodded in understanding before picked the bloody robes up from the floor and walked to the back room of studio, shutting the door behind him, leave the two brothers alone.

Federico looked Ezio into the eyes, "baby brother…I need you to do….these following….things."

"Anything, Federico. Please say it." He kneed down beside his brother.

"Go…., kill Uberto."

"I will."

"Try to fix father's blade."

Even he had no idea about this blade Federico was talking about, Ezio nodded.

"Last…cough!..." Federico tried to collect his breath and continued, "find the truth and everybody behind all of this."

"I promise."

"And don't get yourself kill, that's the most important." Smiled the elder brother.

"I..promise…" Ezio's voice started to shake.

"Good. Until I'm fully recover, make me…..proud, can you?"

"I….I.."

"Well?"

"I…promise." Replied the younger as his eyes started watering but he forced himself not to shad it.

Federico smiled weakly as he lied his head back down the sofa, "I'm tired, want to rest."

Oh, no, no, please! It can't be! Ezio moved closer to his brother, holding his bloody hand. "No, you can't be serious!"

Federico chuckled before his eyes slowly and completely closed.

"….F….Federico?"

"….."

Tears ran down Ezio's cheeks as he risen his hand toward his brother's nose. There was no breath. He was holding on his brother's hand tightly as cried silently. No matter what Federico did to him, he still loved his brother.

When Leonardo returned to the living room, he saw Ezio sat on the floor, his back against the sofa, knees up to his chest, head hung low, he still holding Federico's hand.

Panic ran through the artist as he spoke, "Is he…?"

Ezio tilted his head up to look at Leonardo, his eyes were bloody red. A sorrow smiled on his face. "He's resting….forever."

Silent and chill filled the whole studio, but not for long before a loud knock on the door popped up.

"This is the Florentine guard! Open this door!"

"Er…just a moment!" replied Leonardo before turned to Ezio, "go and hide in the back room."

"No, let he come in." said Ezio as he stood up.

"What?"

"Just do it." He slowly walked to the working table, picked up the knife which used to cut Federico's wounds before. Then, he walked to hide himself behind the door.

Leonardo got no choice but did as he was requested. He went to open the door and face the guard, "Yes?"

"Are you Leonardo da Vinci?" asked the guard.

"Si. How can I be of service?"

"I need you to answer some questions."

"Certainly," smiled the artist. "You can come in if you want to."

"When was the last time you spoke to Federico and Ezio Auditore?" first question had been shoot while the guard walking into the studio.

"Who?"

"This isn't funny! Do not lie!" shouted the guard as his eyes spotted a body on the sofa, "who's that?"

"Oh, that's…"

As the guard started walking toward the sofa, Ezio left from where he was hiding and stabbed him in the back of his neck, fast and violent, killing him. Once the guard's dead body fall down to the ground, Leonardo rushed to close the door.

"Well, what you're going to do?" asked Leonardo while pushing the guard's corpse with his feet until it hit one corners of the studio.

"Going to kill Uberto and finish all Federico's requests." Said Ezio, wiping the blood off the knife before turned to the artist. "I may need your helps."

"Anything. I'm gladly helping."

"Thank you, Leonardo," little smiled on his face when Leonardo walked toward and hugged him as he hugged back.

"Anyway, I saw something in your brother's robe. It seems like a blade," said Leonardo before released Ezio and took the item he was talking about out from his sleeve. "May I check this out?"

"Sure. I want you to fix it too."

"Fix?"

"Yes, my brother said that."

"Oh, don't worry. I'll do my best." With that said, Leonardo brought the item to his working table and started working on it while Ezio walked back to sit on the floor, back against the sofa where laid Federico.

He stared at his brother's lifeless body for a little moment before bending his head to rest on Federico's now-cold hand and nuzzled it as he closed his eyes.

….Rest well, brother. Everything will be done soon….

-FIN-