weenieivy
"Elia, what do you think you were doing?!" Ezio bellowed, making his daughter flinch and shrink down in her seat. "Do you understand who this boy IS?" The young assassin just stared up at her father with wide eyes, gripping her chair tightly. Ezio shook his head. "This will not go without punishment," He growled, "You won't be seeing him again."
She rooted through the unconscious guard's wallet, pulling everything out in desperation as she searched for keys. She had to get Rio free--she had to, she had to, the need for it burned like irons in her mind.
"Looking for these, dear?" The voice made Elia jump violently and she spun around, her hidden blades out and ready to go.
"Give me the keys, you bastard." She spat with narrowed eyes. He simply laughed, and tossed them over the edge of the tower, his laughter growing as Elia let out a strangled cry of dismay.
How would she save Rio now?
She took two steps towards the man laying on the ground. She could easily see blood all over, pooling beneath him. His hands had shackles and chains around them, and his wrists were raw. "Rio?" She called uncertainly, panic beginning to rise in her voice. "Rio, oh my god, RIO!" She ran the final steps to the man on the ground, putting her hands on his face and begging him over and over again to wake up. But nothing would work.