Ezio Auditore Ac2 Novels & Stories

" Fabio looked through the bag and the only things missing was the ring and pendant. Her phone is there ." " I tracked them down to Luca territory . " "Did you get anything from the footage?" "Yes someone who looks just like you . Boss do you have a twin?" " No." " Aaron?" " Dad's nephew." "Well facial recognition says it's..." Nicolai took a deep breath " Nicolai? " "Boss..." "I won't go home without Cleo. Pio will notice first then our little girl. Pio in particular. I need her back home. Pin point her location. "

CHRONOS SYSTEM INVERSION BALANCING MATRIX: OPTION A [GREEN TOGGLE]: CONFIRM OPEN-SOURCE ARCHIVE DISTRIBUTION. TERMINATE REMOTE SWISS VAULT INTERFACES. (CONSEQUENCE: BIOMETRIC TRACKING REMAINS ACTIVE ON LEO_BENSON_06. CHRONOS DRONE WILL RE-ACQUIRE TARGET LOCK WITHIN 60 SECONDS.)

The archival case arrived seventy-one hours later. Luther summoned me to the mansion’s study with a text that read only: ACU-01 is ready for qualitative inspection. I found him standing behind his desk. On the polished surface sat the object. It was brushed steel, just as specified, a perfect, minimalist rectangle. It looked less like a box and more like a piece of sophisticated laboratory equipment. The small, polycarbonate viewing window was set into the top, revealing the humble wooden box of rocks inside, centered on a bed of black foam.

They didn't carry rifles; their right forearms were heavy, pneumatic pile-drivers that hummed with a low-frequency vibration capable of liquefying a wolf’s internal organs with a single strike. "Unauthorized asset detection," the lead construct announced, its voice synthesized through a high-fidelity speaker that rattled the glass panels of the transit platform. "Serial number #3, Zora Vane. You are currently operating under a secondary liquidation decree. Stand down and present the infant for structural reclamation." Dante let out a low, concussive rumble from the depths of his mutated lungs, his great front paws tearing deep grooves into the reinforced concrete of the plaza. The violet fir

Directly beneath his polished leather boot, the micro-thin pressure sensors embedded in the marble floor emitted a sharp, high-pitched electronic *beep*. Matteo's face turned entirely white. "Boss! Step back!" Lorenzo took another massive step forward. Another warning *beep* echoed through the chamber. Amelia’s brow furrowed, her composure genuinely cracking. "What exactly do you think you're doing, Lorenzo?" Lorenzo never slowed his steady, rhythmic advance. "If you wanted to dismantle my empire, Amelia... you should have systematically attacked my financial assets." Another step. *Beep.*

I gaps and cover my mouth with my hand. "There's more," Aurelio states matter-of-factly. I look at Enzo. His face has contorted into something animalistic. Wasn't this supposed to be a victory? "Caio de Luca got away."

Matteo's POV The interior of the surveillance van smelled like hot coffee and stale circuit boards, and I was hunched over the main terminal with my fingers flying across the keys while the audio feed from Alessia’s hidden microphone crackled with the sounds of shuffling cards and the low, tense murmur of the high-stakes game. I had the palace’s secondary server node looped into my own local drive, and the green progress bars were dancing across my monitors because the encryption keys Count Alberto was using for his private ledger were surprisingly complex, but they were no match for the cracking software I had been building since the factory fire.

“There are more documents inside.” Lorenzo crouched and started rummaging through the pile. “Manuals… receipts… old notes…” He suddenly froze. “Oh, look what I found.” “What?” I asked. “It’s a receipt,” he said, holding it up. “For the cameras. And it’s in your name... Echo Flamez.” My jaw dropped. “What? That can’t be right. I don’t remember buying any cameras, let alone installing them!” Adrian tilted his head. “I think you did.”

The biometric scanner read his fingerprints, iris, voiceprint, and a twelve-year-old cipher code that hadn’t been spoken since Don Emilio’s reign. "Legacy nullius. Corpus ex machina." Green light. Access granted. The vault opened. Cold air. Dry. Electric. Inside, an obsidian room lined with data cables that pulsed like veins. At the far end: a sarcophagus-shaped mainframe humming with sentience. Project EYE. The Artificial Intelligence built from the first Umbra neural prototypes. Disbanded. Sealed. Buried. Until now. Lorenzo stepped forward. "Run base protocols. Identity: Lorenzo De Rossi Clearance: Black Rose."

(02, 03, 04) As soon as the [Scans] were done, Squad Leader Agent Rosee immediately issued an order, at that moment the Aeternum A.C.I.A that has been silent the entire time at the door frame, immediately moved towards their targets, each agent for a single targets. At these time, the vibes in the room has already started to change from these people being mad, to become wary and suspicious.