Ezio Auditore Ac2 Novels & Stories

The sheer velocity of his movement, fueled by the stolen kinetic energy, cracked the marble tiles beneath his boots. He drove his fist directly into the center of the Auditor’s chest. *CRUNCH.* It wasn't flesh and bone that gave way. It was the grinding shatter of complex Aether-machinery and synthetic composite. The Auditor was thrown backward, skidding across the polished floor. But the machine did not register pain. It didn't even lose its balance. It flipped backward with terrifying, algorithmic precision, landing in a perfect crouch. *« TARGET CAPABILITY EXCEEDS PROJECTIONS. RECALIBRATING. »*

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

“There’s only a total of 64 generations in the Arcadian Order to date. Where did the 86th come from?” Uri was well aware of his authenticity and was enraged that he was being exposed, but he remained calm. “Sir, what you know is only words that have been leaked outside. How would you be aware of the real heritage of the order?” Javier was not about to argue with Uri, so he continued exposing the man. “Well, you asked for Emperas Zenwoo’s assistance first, then summoned Deitas Tayzen after that. What’s the meaning of this? Does Emperas Zenwoo have to fill in an application to Deitas Tayzen before helping you?”

"If you spike, they’ll hear it. Marrow, Silas - keep your heart rates under sixty." The lead Seeker, a man with a cold, angular face and a silver earpiece that glowed with a faint blue light, stepped forward. He didn't look at their badges first. He looked at their throats, watching the pulse of their carotid arteries. "Aegis-Global?" the Seeker asked. His voice was melodic, perfectly modulated to resonate with the campus’s background hum. "You’re early for the 2:00 PM audit."

He enjoyed the tension; he preferred seduction to slaughter. Then Kade escalated with a more subtle move. A server in Vienna went offline for two minutes, and during those black moments the insurance feeds flagged a pattern: a corporate shift in a minor logistics firm that had, until yesterday, funneled small commissions to an account identified as Maria’s contingency. The net thought it was a glitch. Echo-2 did not. Echo-2 watched and read the sudden pulse. “Someone is testing layers,” Loren said. “Either your mother or Kade is trying to bug the defenses and see how you react.”

I reached under the floorboard and pulled out the legacy tablet Leo had stashed there. "Leo," I whispered, my voice a raspy ghost of itself. "I need a line to Vane. Now." "Elena, you’re redlining," Leo’s voice crackled through the bone-conduction earpiece, heavy with digital interference. "The Argus grid is pulsing in Hostile mode. If you call Julian now, Damian’s AI will flag the bypass before you can even say hello." "Then find a blind spot," I hissed. I looked at my wrist. The silver threads were still visible beneath the translucent skin, glowing with a soft, bioluminescent violet.

I grip the arms of my chair, I’ve got a strange feeling building in the pit of my stomach and I’m not liking where it's leading… Connor clicks through his phone and presses play after sitting it on the table. “...Set up another scout pack of rogues in the coming days and figure out a way to get her out undetected. I’ll have a car ready for transport when we move Alec…” My vision blurs to red and a growl reverberates from my chest. The empty glass on my desk wizzes through the air before it shatters against the wall. Thousands of tiny shards of glass rain down on the floor.

Ezra hung up the phone, his face still pale with fear. He looked at Austin with a defeated expression. After a few seconds, he finally spoke, his voice trembling. "Sir, we've found out. It's the 20th-ranked assassin on the Death List, codename Charon." Boom! Austin was stunned. Aldus was only ranked 23rd, and this one was ranked 20th! "What have I done to deserve such attention?" Austin said with a forlorn smile, raising an eyebrow as he glanced at Ezra. "Charon? Is this person from our region?"

Not as fragments. But as a sequence. A decision tree. One entry point. Then another. Then authorization. Then amplification. Then publication. Each step had a human name attached to it. And this time, they were not hidden. They were logged. Cleanly. Indifferently. Like bureaucracy recording its own sins. Her cursor hovered. Then clicked. USER ACCESS LOG — FINAL TRACE Initial Access Point: Tobe Eze — Device Authentication (Campus Network) Secondary Authorization: Zainab Balogun — Media Relay Upload Node

I replied softly, the warmth of his presence pulling at my heartstrings. “I want to,” he said earnestly, his gaze lingering on Ezio, our precious son who sat quietly in my arm. Something in his eyes told me there was more to his offer than mere convenience. I nodded, accepting his gesture of kindness, and he swiftly brought his car around. Ezio, initially reserved, eyed Erdem with a mix of curiosity and wariness as he settled into the passenger seat. Erdem, aware of Ezio’s cautious gaze, drove with a calm and gentle manner as if to put our son at ease. Ezio’s eyes widened in awe as Erdem deftly manoeuvred the vehicle, the sights and sounds of the world outside the window captivating his youn