Call me...the Assassin.

[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

E z i o


Per chi la pistola pedaggi
(For Whom the Guns toll)
Per chi piange la preda
(For Whom the Prey Weeps)
Inchino davanti a una guerra
(Bow before A war)
Chiamatelo religione
(Call it religion)

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◊The moon cast a neon glow about the surroundings, causing the shadows to dance, and move. The leaves on the huge tree blew about, the soft russling in the air able to be heard for miles. It was that quiet. It was that ghostly. It was as if death had come, and it's dark womb fell down over the area. Only one moved through the shadows, and silence. Only one moved through the night with dexterity, and speed. Let me tell you a little more about him.

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For whom the gun tolls
For whom the prey weeps
Bow before a war
Call it religion
Some wounds never heal
Some tears never will
Dry for the unkind
Cry for mankind
Even the dead cry
- Their only comfort
Kill your friend, I don`t care
Orchid kids, blinded stare
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◊◊Ezio was different. For one, he was from italy. So how the heck did he get half way across the world? That is for him to know, and if your lucky, for you to find out one day. You see, he was an assassin. He moved with the agility, and the knowledge of where to place his paws to make the least amount of noise. His pillars carried his frame easily. The muscles that were hidden under neath his thick canvas buldged, and contracted to move the baron forward. Delicate tendrils of hair was disturbed on his underbelly, and the soft feathery hairs that decorated his plume. Dish like audits were perked atop his skull as they swiveled around, listening for any sounds in the silent night. There were none, and he knew that. You can't blame him for being on edge though. He finally stopped, his plume raised slightly. Not to show dominance, just that he meant business, and would not back down from a fight.

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Need to understand
No need to forgive
No truth no sense left to be followed
"Facing this unbearable fear like meeting an old friend"
"Time to die, poor mates, You made me what I am!"
"In this world of a million religions everyone prays the same way"
"Your praying is in vain It`ll all be over soon"
"Father help me, save me a place by your side!"
"There is no god Our creed is but for ourselves"
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◊◊◊The shilouette sat back on his haunches, the moons beams casting a weird glow across his form. with a smirk his brown chasms glanced about the area. He wondered if any one would approach him, and if they did, did they know who he was? What he was? Did they know he was an assassin -and not just any assassin- No. But a assassin from Italy. He was dangerous. Very dangerous. In more than one way. If you were a fae, you'd have to protect your heart from him. If you were a brute you'd have to hope that he was in a good mood. Otherwise, if you say one thing that was ill-mannered, or wrong you'd find yourself six feet under. Ezio was known to be a charming, ladies man. A onorevoli uomo.

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"Not a hero unless you die Our species eat the wounded ones"
"Drunk with the blood of your victims
I do feel your pity-wanting pain,
Lust for fame, a deadly game"
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◊◊◊◊Like everyone, Ezio has a past. A rather nasty one that would probably be better not to bring up at the moment right now. For a moment, a wave of sadness, and regret washed over him. "Mi scusi, padre. Sembra come se non sarò mai completare questa missione." {Forgive me, Father. It seems as though I'll never complete this quest.} He lifted his gaze to the moon, almost as if in a thoughtful gesture, and then a few more words slipped from his mouth. "Ho sbagliato..." {I was wrong...} He trailed off, and got up, shaking his canvas clean of the debris he migh have picked up while moving through the bushes. He moved forward into a easy gait, his orbs glued on the horizen. He was determined to finish this.

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"Run away with your impeccable kin!"
"- Good wombs hath borne bad sons..."
Cursing, God, why?
Falling for every lie
Survivors` guilt
In us forevermore
15 candles
Redeemers of this world
Dwell in hypocrisy:
"How were we supposed to know?"
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◊◊◊◊◊He moved through the rugged terrain with ease, and finally came to a stop standing on top of a boulder, gazing down over the land. Again, his jowls opened, and more words seeped into the thick atmosphere "Ma io corretta. Non più errori." {But I corrected that. No more mistakes.} His lyrics were thick, and his tone was soft, but determined. He was italian, after all. If you stumble apon him, you might be wondering what to call him. Just call him:

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[Madey(Hatter)]

Alue was wondering through the pack land. She knew every wolf here so far, she had visited each and every one. If any other wolf came in she would know. She knew the scents around here already and she would know if something was off. She wanted to be alphess in these lands which she knew vary well. her auds twitched in different directions as she waited for some new sound to echo through them. At the moment there was nothing, though she could feel there was another wolf somewhere around here. Her auds pinned to her skull in frustration. When she got further in the territory she lifted her dome towards the sky and breath deeply in through her nostrils. She smirked when a strong unfamiliar scent tickled them. her auds then perked as she padded her way towards the scent where it was strongest. She quickened her little trot and widened her stride, She wanted to know this new wolf and by the smell of it she figured it was a brute since the scent was overpowering. Alue still had a little ways to go, she also had a horrible past that would never ease, every time when she thought life was good life seemed to turn to H3ll in an instant she never expected that, but she fears that she will fall in love again, thinking everything will turn horrible again. She took a breath when she got close, her steps were light and silent. She also knew where to step, though she was no assassin, thought she was used to ranks that would make her be quiet and everything. When she saw the brute she heard him speak a different language. She seemed to smirk and walked out behind him. Though far enough not to startle him. She lowered her haunches in a sitting position and smirked, her tail curled around her body. She had battle scars covering most of her body, she had scratched on her maw and along her belly, she had teeth wounds on her back and neck which were scabbed over. She listened to him intently then she knew he was speaking italion. " Itally is far from here." her lyrics were soft as it rolled off her tongue. She didn't say it in a mean way though.

[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

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Its not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust

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◊You might have thought that he would have startled, and turned around with a snarl ripping from his throat. Nope. Not Ezio. He wasn't like any other wolf around. He seemed to be the only trained assassin here. He slowly turned his crown to look over his shoulder at her. He smirked gently, his chasms of mocha glancing over her. Slowly, like clock work his muscles turned him, his pillars moving at their every impluse and command. He sat down slowly, still not speaking as he studied her. She would make for a good fight, though one is not needed here. I will not wound a lady either, so we can just kiss that thought goodbye. Well, unless she attacked me first. She shows no impulsions of wanting to attack. That is a good thing. He nodded to her statment, but still, no lyrics escaped his closed jowls. A shadows seemed to fall over his face, hiding his eyes from her and only leaving that little smirk he had on his face visable.

◊◊Finally, he spoke. "Si, it is farther then you know, cara signora. {dear lady.} Much farther than you know." He said gently. His voice was thick now because he had just been speaking in italian, and now he was speaking english. So, it would be some what odd speaking to him for a while. Though, in truth I think the accent is rather sexy, don't you? He was silent for a bit again as he looked over her body. Summing her up. Can you blame him? He was an assassin. He always looked over the features of another wolf. His chasms fell over each scar she had etched on her body, and deep sorrow fell on his features. He cleared his throat, and allowed his tongue to loll out the side of his jowls, and he finally spoke once again.

◊◊◊"cicatrici {Scars}..." He looked up at her for a moment, and smiled brilliantly. He cleared his throat, and said "Scars. You have many. Each one tells a different story. Each one tells a different battaglia. {battle}" His audits perked forward for a moment, and he stepped forward, his crown dipping into a greeting. A smile graced his maw, and he looked to her once again. More lyrics slipped from his jowls. " I am Ezio. It is a pleasure to meet you, signora. {madam} Now, would you do the honors in telling me what has made you come and investigate a humble lupo {wolf} such as myself?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. His lyrics were smooth, and charming. Soothing.

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Drown into my eyes
and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf
behold the pathfinder

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The Assassin

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[Madey(Hatter)]

When his eyes scanned her, Alue figured he was studying her. She kept her smirk and didn't move to make him start all over. She never felt cautious when wolves studied her, for she did the same thing, finding their weak spots so if they did end up attacking she would have a step ahead. Though for some reason she didn't feel like looking for his, and she didn't quite know why. Her golden green eyes rested on him, though she couldn't see his, she looked at the spot where they would be. When he didn't startle she seemed pleased about that, he did seem very well trained by the look of it as well. Then his Italian accent filled her auds. A smile tugged at the corners of her maw, but disappeared as quickly as it came. " I bet " Was all that escaped her maw about the subject. She did find his accent rather sexy. He looked like a charmer. 'Not another one' she thought to herself knowing if she got too close to this brute she would fall head over claws for him. She usually wouldn't mind it, but now....She was afraid to fall in love again...Could you blame her for that? If you understood her past and what she had went through...Would you be afraid to fall in love? Thinking it will rip away from you if you got too close. She nodded towards him when he talked about her scars. " Yes, you are correct about that. Stories of a long and recent battle...Some fresh...Some old." She had a faint pained look, but she shook her dome trying to get rid of it, for that was her greatest weakness...Having others see her past, because it made her vulnerable. She watched him and knew he was studying her once again. She didn't say anything not wanting to interrupt at the moment. When his tone came out of his maw again her auds pricked towards him. " Ah, Ezio. It is a pleasure." She said softly then continued. " Well, I am hoping to get the role of alphess here, so I am trying to get to know all the wolves here if I am excepted to be the alpha." Her voice was sure and positive, she wanted to be alpha so bad, you had no idea. She took a breath then added. " Since you told you your calling, I think it polite of telling you mine, I'm Alue. " No one really knew her real name, not even in the old lands...her real name was Alue A'meastra.

[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

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Its not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust

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◊Ezio listened to her lyrics and smiled kindly. He understood what it was like to be hurt. His only problem was that he hurt faes on a daily basis because they fell in love with him, and always managed to get themselves hurt. Because of his job. His biggest fear was falling in love with a fae, and then having to hurt her countless times just to get the information he so desperately needed just to live. A slight sigh was heard, and as he turned to the sigh you could see the creeds brand. {imagesq=tbn:ANd9GcQoOunDaD6K0H_8VrfjTb6_ZFai8fezTkw1IjA-5BBDWeyqmS8&t=1&usg=__pqESLOKlQgIYqaYFrHuZ8e3-raU= that embalm thing in the back of the words} It was burned into his thigh on his back leg. He lowered his head for a moment, and then looked to her once more. There were some scars on him, but most of them were way too faded to see them. You could thank the potion he knew how to make for that. He looked to her, and opened his jowls once more to speak.

◊◊"And often times, scars are are left in places where they can not heal. Such as the mind. The ferite {wounds} that are almost impossible to heal with medicene..." He seemed to be losing himself in thought, and quickly snapped out of it. He looked to her, and smiled softly. He was sure she would have some questions. And he would gladly answer each and every one of them to the best of his ability. After all, he really had nothing to hide. Especially with that mark branded on his thigh. His soft, intelligent brown eyes looked to her once more, as if he was awaiting her to speak. For her gentle lyrics to fill the air once more. There was no more he could say without reliving a day he wished he could forget. As long as he did what he did though, there would be no going back. There would be no forgetting. He bent on revenge. His real name? Ezio Auditore. As a general rule, he normally left the Auditore out.

◊◊◊When she introduced herself, he grinned broadly, and dipped his head once more. "Alue, is it? Piuttosto. {pretty, or beautiful} It is a onore {honor} to meet you." He was sincere enough, and all of it didn't seem to be part of a script. Honestly, it wasn't. By now, he would have had to be rubbing up against them, and trying to get information out of them. He cringed at the though of doing that to this fae. This fae that had been through so much. He could not. Would not. Would he? He shook his head, and decided to stay firm. He wouldn't. it was to stay on a strict friends-only basis. He had already made up his mind. But when have you actually managed that? He asked himself. Oh, pooie. Why did he have to be right?

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Drown into my eyes
and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf
behold the pathfinder

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[glow=red,2,300]The Assassin[/glow]

[Madey(Hatter)]

She could tell easily there was something on his mind, it made her curious, but nothing escaped her maw. She kept studying him every once in a while still no smile across her maw, she hasn't smiled since she left Souless, she knew it was her fault, but he wouldn't see her anymore and she thought he was seeing someon else. She shook her dome at herself, How could I have been that stupid. She shook her dome and sighed. She didn't know what to do about that, it really wouldn't have matterd anyway...They got murderd quickly afterwords. She let out a painful sigh, which would have been very difficult to detect if you didn't know her. her eyes then skanned over his mark on his thigh, she didn't stare at it, but she quickly gew curious, but said nothing. When he spoke her auds pricked once again towards him catching her off gaurd. She nodded. "Ah, that's true, but the wounds of the mind is not as painful as the un healable wounds in the heart." Her lyrics seemed to soften more then her usual tone, hiding the sadness in her tone. She took a breath, her features emotionless the whole time. She didn't want other wolves to know about her past...It was a horrible story...One she would never like sharing, though she knew one day she might just let it out. Sne also didn't want to get too close to this brute...It reminded her of one of her old mate and old friends. She shook her head... Torro. She thought to herself. When he said it was an honor to meet her she seemed to give a roll of her golden orbs."I wouldn't say that too quickly, Ezio." She did like the fact that he used the word honor, though at the moment she didn't feel it was an honor too meet her, probably a tragedy if anything. She was used to hurting ones around her...Even the ones she would never want to hurt. She seemed to close her eyes for a few moments.

[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

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Its not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust
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◊Ezio's smile slowly faded as her lyrics hit his audits. They slowly lowered as well, and a frusterated look exploded in his chasms. " È dubbio il mio onore? Non fare un bugiardo dal mio onore, alore." {You doubt my honor? Do not make a liar by my honor, alue.} He mutter in italian, and fell silent for a few moments. Finally, he looked at her. and said plainly "I'm not a liar, Alore. {Alue means Alore in Italian. ^^} I may be charming, and perhaps a heart breaker, but not by my own free will. You will not have to worry about me. All I am, is a friend. And when you become alpha, I will be your servant. Helper. Assassin. What ever you want to call me." He mutterd under his breath some more italian you couldn't hear, and turned to get a drink out of the river. He hated it when he said it was a honor to meet some one, and they tried to tell im that it wasn't. He shook his head, lapping up the water into his dry mouth.

◊◊After all, she was the first wolf he had met here. Shouldn't that count for anything? He drew back from the water, and threw her a glance over his shoulder. One ear twitched, and swiveled around as a leaf lost its anchoring on the trees branches, and slowly moved through the air, and landed in the water behind him softly. Yeah, his hearing was that good. He knew all about the scars of the heart. Of the mind. But what was worst of all, was the scars that were left on your soul. "What's worst out of all three of those are the ferite {wounds} on the soul. That determine where you go after this life. We all have a time. One day...we will not return. And when that happens, all you have left is where your going to spend the rest of your exsistence..." He threw a glance toward her, and heaved a sigh.

◊◊◊He fell silent, letting his words cling in the air around them. He watched her some more, figuring out that he was making her uncomfortable. He cleared his throat, and stood. "Alore...I mean, Alue. It seems as if I am the reason you are tense...If you would like, I will leave." He seemed genuinely concerned about her. He was ready to leave as well, if she asked him to. He wasn't stupid. He could tell he was the one who was making her on edge. He waited for her to speak once more, not entirely sure what to do. So, he waited. It was the only thing, after all. That made sense.

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Drown into my eyes
and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf
behold the pathfinder
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[glow=red,2,300]The Assassin[/glow]

[Madey(Hatter)]

Her auds pinned tightly to her skull when he started to speak his frustrated itallion and then when he refrazed some of it in her tongue. She shook her dome. Not again!!! She yelled at herself, she always said the wrong things. "I never called you lier, and I don't doubt your honor...It's just that...Well, I am not a wolf of honor. Well, I don't think I am...It was nothing against you. I apologize" Her lyrics were soft and had a sorry tone to it, she didn't want to loose a friend. "And me might be an alphess means nothing. I am no alphess yet, so who care's who I am until then. Sorry..." She lowerd her dome and paws at her nose once. She knew she was saying things wrong again. When he took a drink she just watched him leave then her orbs focused in the sky, the stars seemed to reflect in her eyes. She watched each star as if it were her life or something precious. The stars calmed her down, and for the moment, the only thing that made her heart skip a beat. Her orbs then took in the moon, which also reflected off her eyes giving away what she was looking at, she still eyed it when he came back and his lyrics filled the silence. Her gave never broke from the night sky as her own lyrics filled the area. "You are not just a charmer or a heart braker, you are also wise...And that, my friend. Is hard to come by now-a-days" She spoke softly. She knew if she died she wouldn't be comming back, that this would be her last time in this world, and she knew where she was going to go... Hell Her auds twiched when she heard him say. 'Alore' A smile started to tug at the corners of her maw again, but changed into a smirk."Alore? I like it, " Came her soft voice, as she lowerd her gaze from the night sky and into his brows eyes...Or where they would have been"And no, I do not want you too leave, if I did I would have walked off. You were here first." She didn't want him too leave, and it wasn't because she was growing attached, because at this exact moment she saw him as a friend. And in her eyes a good friend at that. She didn't want to ruin in just because he thought she was tense around him. When that escaped his maw she took a breath. "Actually you aren't making me tense....I have been like that since my mistake."

[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

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Its not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust
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◊"I see you as a wolf to be called honorable. You've made mistakes in your life. We all have. We've seen things that we haven't wanted to see in our vita {lives} that we probably didn't want to see. Done things in our vita {lives} that we regret. Or perhaps we don't. We have been innamorato {in love} in our vita {lives}. I see you as a wolf who has gone through all of that, and has managed to live to this day. In my eyes, that is honorable." When she called him wise, his gaze casted away from hers. Pain and suffering began to slowly wash over him, and he cringed. I mean, like really cringed. He could see those lupi cattivi {evil, bad wolves} coming in, and slaughtering his family. He could remember the crimson blood licking at his paws...remembered the wolves snickering at him, and saying "Oh, povero bambino. Vedi pianto è patetico! Vi sarà una vergogna per tuo padre! Per ogni assassini mai c'è stata, e sarà!" {Oh, poor baby. See crying is pathetic! There will be a disgrace to your father! For every murderess there ever was, and will be!}

◊◊Ezio shook his head, and tried to get away from their teasing, and taunting voices. He couldn't though. "Giusto per pensare! Il assassini risulta essere la più grande vergogna di tutta la storia!"{Just to think! The murder appears to be the greatest shame of all history!} He swore on that day to get back at the wolves that took everything from him. That took his will to love, and be loved. That took his family, his father. The wolf he looked up to. Everything. The only one left was his mother, and himself of course. He was furious with them. How could they! How dare they!

◊◊◊He broke out of his trance, and looked to her, almost as if he were startled. Then, reality began to sink in again. He remembered what she had said. Ezio shook his head. "I am not saggio {wise}, Alore. I am only here for other purposes. Some that could be called poco saggio. Molto poco saggio. {unwise. Very unwise.} That's, Unwise. Very, unwise, just in case you didn't get the drift of what I was saying." He smiled slightly, but it didn't reach his eyes. He was still struggling to free his mind of the hold the murderers had on it. He would find them all. Each, and every last one of them. And he'd kill them, even if it meant him going down with them. My name is Ezio Auditore. And I...am a Assassin. He thought, and looked to her once more, knowing she would have more to say.

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Drown into my eyes
and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf
behold the pathfinder
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[glow=red,2,300]The Assassin[/glow]

[Madey(Hatter)]

When he first spoke and started on her, it took her by suprise how he nailed her. She then gave a faint smile. It then pleased her when he said 'we' not her. So it made her curious and made her feel better that she wasn't the only one like that. She dipped her head."Well, then. if that to you is honor, then I guess you can say it is an honor to know me, for you nailed it." She said softly. color=669900]"I can also tell that you said we, through most of it?" She noticed him flinch and startle, she tilted her head to the side and she took a step closer and pawd at his paw. To get him away from his little mind trap. She knew how that was like, and for the first time, she had feeling in her eyes that looked like worry. That was the only emotion that was noticable her features.." If you don't mind me asking, what happened? " She asked. Hoping he knew what she was asking. ." Everyone does unwise things...Trust me, I have done it all my life, I would have done it again if I would have found... "She stopped there, he wasn't the only one with a murderd family. He could tell she was trying really hard not to cry. Though her eyes started to get more liquidy then usual. Flashbacks of her daughters and son...And....Souless came in her head. She clenched her eyes shut.." If you tell me, I will tell you.... " She knew that was kind of mean, but that was not her attention.

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[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

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Its not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust
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◊He glanced toward her, and nodded his crown. "Well, it's true. I've been through much of that. Loving, heart ache. Causing heart ache. Causing morte {death}. Fighting for my own selfish wants. As I said, I am a wolf of my word. I try not to lie, unless it gets in the way of my mission." He watched her for a few moments, wondering if he wanted to talk about it. Wondering if she really wanted to bring up her past, or if she was just saying that to try and help him so he could get it off his mind. He shook his crown, and gazed up into the sky. What should he do? Finally, he sighed, and glanced toward her. He bit his lip softly, and said "I will tell you, but I don't want any pity. I don't want any apologies. That is my only rule." He looked into her eyes to see if she understood, and once he was sure she did, he looked down at his front paws.

◊◊He cleared his throat, and then began. "For living in a family of assassins, I had a pretty normal bambino cappuccio {child hood}. My mom raised my. I wasn't yet old enough to start my training, and furthermore, my madre {mother} wasn't sure that she wanted me following in my older brother's, and padres {fathers} footsteps. She believed that it was dangerous work, and it was. But, it was my families work. It was...it was our business. My dad began to take me out to hunt, and he would teach me techniques there. How to be quiet, and sneaky. How to make sure that they cant smell your scent. To make sure that the wind was always blowing toward you, and if it wasn't you moved until it did. This gave you an advantage against your preda {prey}. You could smell them, but they couldn't smell you. He taught me many more things, but to tell them all would be a waste of breath, and time. So, I will turn to when it all turned sottosopra {upside down}."

◊◊◊My padre {father} woke up, and said something. I never caught it because just as he said it, a wave of wolves rushed into the den. They took all of us, save my mother. She was a lady, and commited no reato {crime} against the crown. It was only later did they find out that I hadn't either. So, they realeased me. They kept my older fratello {brother}, sorella {sister}, and mio padre {my father}. They gathered the kingdom together, and said...and..." He fell silent as he could remember. He was still there. He was forced to sit there, and watch as they were killed. They thought that perhaps it would teach him a lesson, and keep him from following in their footsteps. He was remembering the blood that slowly seeped toward him, and then a sudden spray of blood across the face. They couldn't fight back. They were bound.

◊◊◊◊Anger began to boil up inside him, and the next words he said were spat out, but not at her. Just...he was angry in general, you under stand. "They slaughtered them, Alore. They ripped their flesh off...spilled their budella {guts}, and then once they were done, they shoved me into their blood. Soaked me in the blood of my famiglia {family}! They teased, and taunted me! They told me that I would be lucky if I even turned out a quarter of as good as an assassin as they were! Then..." He said hauntingly, and looked at her with intense eyes. He watched her for a moment, and then snarled. A deep, hateful growl. One full with every intention of getting them back. Of making them suffer. "They ordered una festa {a feast}, and ordered all of us to eat them...and if you didn't...you were killed...." He finally fell silent, staring at the ground.

◊◊◊◊◊His claws were digging into the ground, and he was hunched over as if he was going to spill the contents of his stomach anytime soon. His jowls were clamped shut, and a low whine was heard. He closed his eyes, and then looked up. "I was a coward...I did it. I ate my own famiglia {family}! At least their remains....You see, this is why I am not wise. I am a coward, out for vendetta {revenge}..." He fell silent once more, his whole frame shaking like a demon had pocessed him. He looked up at her slowly, and gradually began to speak again. "I started training...I started training myself to fight. How to kill. Kill with out remorse. Once I got that down, I figured out a new weapon, a new way to get informazioni {information}. I-I found out that I could toy with girls hearts to get them to tell me the information I needed. Then, when I had what I would need, I'd kill them, then go for the-the one that was really responsible for my famiglie di morte {families death}. It was a cowards tatic, but it worked. I slaughtered the wolf that was in italy still, but not before finding out that there was one else where...I took his family from him....just as he had done me, and made him watch it. Made him watch them bleed, and cry out for help....And then...I killed him slowly...."

◊◊◊◊◊◊He looked to her once more, tears now falling down his face. He slowly regained his composure, and said quietly "Il mio nome è Ezio Auditore, e io sono un assassino. Io vendicare la mia famiglia.
. {My name is Ezio Auditore, and I am a assasin.I will avenge my family.}" And with that, he fell silent, staring at the ground, and then slowly looked to her once again.

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Drown into my eyes
and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf
behold the pathfinder
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[glow=red,2,300]The Assassin[/glow]

[Madey(Hatter)]

Alue nodded and gave him her word, she listened intently to his story, her eyes wide when she heard that he was forced to eat them. A low growl came from her own maw. She didn't mean too, but it pissed her off. She eyed him intently lisening to everythng. She hated how he was forced to do such cruel things, Another growl escaped her maw, when she saw him crying and nudged the tears away before he could get rid of them himself. "You never said I can't do that..." Her lyrics were weak as she still listend. When he finished she cought the last part of what he said. She nodded in undertasnment. "Well,Ezio Auditore. I can't blame yor for getting revenge. " Her lyrics softend. "I guess it is my turn to tell you part of my past..." She gave a gulp and nodded to herself. "I have the same rules as you do." She then started her little past story. "I am going to summerize it a bit, I fell in love with a vampire named Souless, He and his family had their own pack and I joined and everything like that, after a few years we decided to have pups. I ended up having a little of three. Two fae's and one male. Jennesme, Balile, and Solue. Then when they grey up and everything...and did their own thing..visiting every now and then, Souless started to act weird and I never really saw him...He was alsways with this other fae and everything, so I left him so he could be happy with her. He got mad at me and kicked me out of the pack and threatend to kill me if I got too close to the pack...." She shook her dome and continued. "A couple of weeks passed and Souless and I started to get close again....But, I was still not allowd on their land. My pups came back from their jurney and visited their father. I was away fighting a battle at the time. Everyone around me started talking about them dead and everything...I was the last to know..." She seemed to spat out in anger. Then took a breath and continued. "I soon found out that my family...and my pups were all murderd..." Then it was her turn, crystal tears slid down her cheek. "And I couldn't do anything about it...I know who the killers were, they were a whole coven of vampires...And I can't kill a vampire..." her lyrics were crackling and she took a breath to calm herself and make herself normal. "That is actually still pretty recent..." She cleared the tears and curled her tail tightly around her. Closing her eyes as the memeries started to flood in her head.Stupid Vampire mutts She yelled in her head.

[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

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Its not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust
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◊He nodded his crown, and said "You have my parola {word}, Alore. I will not pity you." He listened to her story, his gaze slowly getting sadder, and sadder by the moment. He shook his crown, and said "You didn't say that I couldn't say that I'm scusa {sorry}." And with that, he dropped it as she had asked. He needed to get rid of this sad atmosphere, and fast. It was starting to kill him, and he didn't think that he could stand it much longer. He got up, and shook his pelt clean of debris, and slowly padded over to the waters edge. Again, he slowly lapped up some water as he thought of what he could say. What he could do. He was really buying time as he thought.

◊◊Suddenly, he glanced toward her, and smiled slightly. He dipped his tail into the water, and playfully flicked her with some of its crystaline droplets. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get you. I was merely...well...ur...." He sought for a excuse as he sat back, tilting his head to the side, smirking gently at her.

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Drown into my eyes
and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf
behold the pathfinder
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[Madey(Hatter)]

She dipped her head towards him in response when he gave her his word. When she finished her little story, she could easily distinguish the sadness in his eyes, but the realy sad part was that nothing got better for her...And never had. She didn't want to continue her sad story. When his lyrics filled her auds she looked up and nodded. "You’re right I didn't." Her lyrics were soft and soothing, though she wanted to sound normal again. "The really sad part is that, nothing ever gotten better for me...Ever since I was a pup. When something good happened to me and I started to get settled and happy, it reversed itself against me...." She closed her eyes and took a breath, he knew she was telling the truth. "And one of the main reason I want to be alphess is the get my head off of my past, so I can try and move forward...Once again." She nodded to herself. She hated the thought of doing all of this again, this was probably the 5th time she had started over because of her stupid life. She felt as if there was nothing left, nothing worth loving. She knew her heart still leapt a beat for Torro, though he could never know…He was in love with Rayn, and if they wouldn’t have gotten in a huge fight and said that she should die in a hole, so she said go get mounted on a wall. She clenched her eyes in the memory. All my fault. When he got his drink and came back and started to apologize she shook her dome. "No, I am happy you did. Not many can figure me out and understand. It's nice to know someone does understand." She gave him a wolfy grin and golden green eyes flickered back to the moon and stars Why me Was all she thought.

[Credo.degli.Assassini ♫]

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Its not the end
Not the kingdom come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust
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◊He had left out much of his past, and he was certain she had left out a lot in her past as well. That was okly with him. He sighed gently, and looked down for a few moments, the memories flooding through his mind The pups screaming for him to stop...begging for mercy. Young mothers begging him to spare them. That they had no idea what was going on. Ezio growled loudly, and glanced at her. He wasn't growling at her. He was just pissed off. Pissed off royaly. "Lo so, il mio amico {I know my friend.}." were the only words to slip past his clenched maw. Obviously, he was pissed. He was speaking Italian, and she probably didn't know what was wrong with him. He got up suddenly, and began to pace.

◊◊His muscles buldged underneath his thick canvas, and his neck was tense. The muscles in his neck were popping out slightly. His audits were pinned against his crown, and his cerebrum was bowed slightly. Shadowing his whole face over. Hiding his face from her. His tail was high, and the hair on his neck bristled. Another snarl ripped through him, and he glanced about once more. And then...he sighed. Seemed to zero in on something, and steady himself. He was staring into the waters surface, so what in the world could be there? He wasn't look at his reflection, that's for sure. Suddenly, he lunged forward, and entered the water with incredible speed. He moved through it as if he were a hot knife, and it was butter.

◊◊◊He dove under the surface, and moments later came up with a few fish. It was a way to get his anger out. He smirked gently, and lay them down, shaking his coat free of the water. he glanced toward her, and said "Would you like one? You are benvenuto ad esso {welcome to it}." he said, nodding his crown as he nosed one toward her, smiling softly

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Drown into my eyes
and see the wanderer
See the mirrors of a wolf
behold the pathfinder

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[glow=red,2,300]The Assassin[/glow]