Ezio was looking at the young girl who had tears running down her pale face. She leaned against the wall that her "mother" was leaning against just moments ago. Her eyes stared straight ahead but saw nothing at all.

"She did it...just like she said she would." She said quietly. She slid down the wall so she sat on the ground with her knees bent, legs pulled up to her chest, her arms around them, and her head buried in them.

"Hey." Ezio called softly while kneeling down on one knee. "It'll be okay."

The little girl looked up, tears still spilling from her eyes.

"Come? (How?) My mother got what she always wanted: to get rid of me. Now I don't have a place to call home." She looked at down and sighed. "The only place I have left is probably with the courtesans."

"What about me? You could come live with me." Ezio asked.

"Why would you want me? You are not my father." She looked at him, surprised.

"I am. I can see that you look a little bit like my father and my mother. Besides, even if you weren't I still would love for you to live with me. Because of me, your mother left you without a home. Not only that, you are better off living with someone else. You are so young to be living in the streets." He reached a hand out to her, not touching her but still close to her. "So, what do you say?"

She looked at Ezio's hand and then his face. Her tears had stopped as the two were quiet.

"Okay." She whispered. She grabbed Ezio's larger hand and allowed Ezio to help her stand up.

"Coming!" Leonardo Da Vinci opened the door to his studio. "Ezio! What-"

"I don't have much time to explain, Leonardo. Please, I must ask you a favor." Ezio said as he was allowed into the home of his friend.

"Of course! What is it that you need of me?" The artist asked.

Ezio moved his cape to reveal a little girl in his arms, sound asleep.

"I need you to take care of her. You are the only person I can trust to watch over her while I'm gone." Ezio explained as he began to slowly wake up the girl.

"I will, but... who is she?"

Ezio looked at the young girl who was now looking at the artist.

"She is my daughter and I will be taking her back to Monteriggioni with me when I am done here."

"Oh. I see. Very well. I will take care of her until you return."

"Thank you, Leonardo." He knelt so he was eye-level with his daughter. "I have to leave to do some things and I won't be able to take you with me. I promise to come get you when I am done with my errand. Okay?"

The small girl hesitantly reached her small arms around her father, hugging him as tight as she can.

"Grazie, padre. I will wait for you." Ezio hugged his daughter tightly as well.

And then he left.

Somewhat short, but still longer than the last one. This was supposed to be up yesterday, but I had a friend over and my dad wanted to spend the day with us all so I had no free time. Anyway, I hope that you all had a great Christmas or a great day in general if you do not celebrate. Also, I am very happy because I got a special gift from someone special! NO! It's not a boyfriend! I don't have one. But because of this gift, I am in a good mood and hope to update a little more.

Next chapter will not have Ezio in it at all, it will only be Leonardo and Ezio's daughter, it will be pretty important.

Reviews:

Sydney: I'm sorry that it was short! I didn't want it to be so long for a prologue. It was more of a quick intro there. I hope you enjoyed this!

ObsessedwReading: Thank you! So sorry! I didn't want it to start off so long, so I made it a quick simple intro. I hope you like this! Thank you for following and favorite my story!

Until next time!

Illusa