A game, or real life? (Ezio x reader)

Fabled security

"No doubt, the Spaniard will be relentless in his desire to get it back." Ezio added.

Looking back at the two Apples, I could see that Machiavelli had one in his hands. No doubt, the one that Ezio intercepted from Rodrigo. "Ezio, you must protect these Apples, no matter the cost."

"Take them to Forlì. The citadel is walled, protected by canons – and our ally controls it." Mario instructed, before resting a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"Who is this ally?" I heard Ezio's questioning tone as I reached out to my Apple and picked it up. It was no longer glowing brightly. Instead, it was merely releasing a light hue of golden light.

"Her name is Caterina Sforza." I heard Mario say. Caterina Sforza? Why did that name sound familiar?

"(Y/n)," I heard Machiavelli call out to me, and immediately, everyone's eyes were on me. "I want you to hand your Apple to Ezio. It will be taken to Forlì alongside this one."

"No." I replied without even hesitating. As I held the Apple close to my chest, I gave him a cold glare as I looked at him. "This Apple stays with me, as it's been for 12 years." He opened his mouth to reply, but I cut him off. "I don't care what you have to say, Machiavelli. I'm not giving it away to anyone. And if you want it, you'll only get it over my dead body."

"(y/n), it will be best to keep them in safet-" Ezio began, but I interrupted him with a cold glare.

"Don't you dare try to change my mind too, Ezio." I shook my head, and as I shoved the Apple into my bag, I walked away to the door. I needed to be alone. I could hear Ezio calling out for me, but I simply ignored him as I closed the door behind me and climbed up onto the rooftop of Leonardo's workshop. As I lay on the cool tiles, I heard their distant voices coming from an open window, and all I wanted to do was sigh.

"Ezio, you know it is the best approach. Having two Apples out in the open is too much of a risk."

"I know...but I know her better than anyone else in this room. The way she was acting....I need to talk to her." Ezio's determined tone reached my ears, and I just closed my eyes as I began to smile. Of course he'd see right through me. This was the result of twelve years of friendship, of mutual support and comfort.

"Do you think the Apples showed her something?" I heard Leonardo's voice next.

"I do not think so. I know so." I heard the door open, and after that, things went silent within the workshop. I almost would've returned to them due to the lack of voices, but then I heard a pair of footsteps right next to me. Cracking an eye open, I found myself looking up at his handsome face. Ezio sat next to me, and for a few moments, he didn't say anything. It was almost like he was waiting for me to talk, and the sight only made my heart swell.

I moved closer and sat between his legs, sighing as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "You're right...the Apples did show me something." I began. "They showed me glimpses of an enormous door made of stone, carved with keyholes, drawings and words written in Arabic. The Assassin crest was carved in as well. Walking towards it was what appeared to be a man and a woman, wearing dark robes. Their faces were concealed by their hoods, so I guess they were Assassins. Then...it all changed completely. I was surrounded by white. No walls, nothing...just emptiness. I saw a figure appearing in front of me, and as I walked towards it, it felt like I was staring at a mirror. Not only it was copying my movements, but it looked like me. It was...my face, in another body, in different clothes." I shook my head, curling closer to Ezio. "Just as it ended, I heard Minerva's voice. She said that this was my destiny..."