Hell. January 2nd, 2008. Age: 9
Ezio was now 9, he wandered the streets with nothing to his name but a bag of uncooked fish, and no hope. His body was frail and weak as can be, he was lost, and deprived of food. The nights were cold with no place to call home, the days were scorching with no shade to call his own. He lived his life alone, he thought he’d surely died soon.
Vincent Giorno. March 25, 2008. Age: 9
Ezio was approached by a tall shadow figure before him, surrounded by numerous people in black silky suits with a sapphire blue pin. Ezio stood at a young 4'5, compared to the mans 6’5, Ezio stood still in the face of danger. He had no reason to fear death at the time as he had nothing to lose, and what he thought was nothing to gain. The man bent down with a cigarette between his lips and a deep laugh. His voice was deep as the Mariana Trench, and raspy as a chalkboard. “How would you feel if you could soar like an Eagle.” The boy stayed silent with a hollow gaze, the man spoke again. “An offer like this doesn’t come easy boy. There’s something I can give you that no others can’t. A Family.” With those words, Ezio spoke with a dry voice, he was dehydrated but still managed. “I’ll take- it.” With that, the man shook Ezio’s small hand, and spoke once more, “The name is Vincent Giorno, welcome to the Family, Ezio Calderon.”
A pointed blade. June 12th, 2009. Age: 10
Vincent began to train Ezio to wield weapons, knives, guns and even ancient weapons (spears, crossbows etc). Ezio had no clue what he had gotten himself into, but he caught up at the age of ten. He began performing skilled attacks and being ****y with his knife work. Ezio was given his first knife and gun at the age of 10, illegally. He got to carve his name into the blade, and name the gun. He named the Beretta Px4 Storm, “Macellare” Italian for Slaughter. The blade was a beauty, it was made from a deep Cobalt Steel, curved near the handle with numerous curved edges, and a thin blade near the tip.
(MC variant of the blade)
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Did he really? January 1st, 2011. Age: 12
Ezio began making friends within’ the Family. With the Mafia being the Mafia, they worked in prostitution, money laundering and loaning. Life was going good for Ezio, he had food on his plate, a roof to hold over his head. Though he had to do some “chores” around the home. He started off with simple chores, cleaning around the house, making breakfast, lunch and dinner. Then it gradually grew more strict, assisting with laundry, he’d see blood stains in clothes, some small, some large. Then it became helping his brothers and sisters with money laundering, for a year straight he assisted with it, before that day. Vincent had approached Ezio in an alley, Ezio was in his normal suit, his weapons on him at all times. Vincent spoke quietly in Italian to Ezio, “They’re coming, Ezio.”. With that Ezio nodded and stood guard, he was only twelve at the time, but knew how to use a gun, and use a knife. With the warning given, Ezio stayed on edge for hours, until he was called by one of his sisters to go to a warehouse for a meeting. Ezio made his way there as he walked in, a sight of horror stood before him, his sister Mariana was dead on the floor, a slit in her neck and her phone shattered next to her. Ezio began to hyperventilate and let out a rage filled scream as he pulled out his gun, shouting, “WHO DID THIS.” blinded by the rage he gave his arrival away. Six men came from hidden areas of the warehouse, two of them were armed with firearms, two with a knife and cleaver and two others with a metal pipe. Ezio’s eye’s had widened with rage, and a gunshot went off. Ezio had now developed his first altar of DID, Elisio, a female Protector . All that Ezio remembers is the gunshot and waking up on the stone cold floor with all six men dead, on the floor with a single bullet in their heads. In reality, Elisio had fronted to protect Ezio from what was going to happen. Tightening her grip on the gun, shooting the two men with the firearm first with decent precision, one in the temple and one in the nose. They died instantly. The next two she rushed with all of her might stomping on their foot to trip them, but failing, gaining a slash to the left arm, she shot the man in the forehead instantly, shooting the next man with a knife as well. With seeing the past men being skilled, she instantly shot them, every body dropped dead. Elisio gained a major headache, nearly passing out. She stood tall but went to check on Mariana, not knowing she was dead just yet. He found her pulse to be solid, she was dead. Seeing Mariana was dead, she passed out, as 45 minutes passed Ezio had fronted once more, to where we continued. Ezio stood up with an ache and blood along his arm, and sadness rushing his body. He felt his head with a headache beyond belief, looking around as all threats were gone. Taking his phone out he called Vincent breaking the news. “Vincent, Sister Mariana. She’s dead.”. An outburst of anger could be heard on the other side of the phone, glass shattering, screaming that wasn’t in Italian. The phone hung up, and Ezio picked up her body, carrying it back home with tears falling down his cheeks in pain, he walked in the house resting her body on the table. The family grieved for days as they had lose their beloved sister. Everyone felt guilt, especially Ezio, if only he had gotten there faster. He sat in sadness for longer than anyone.
Recovery. January 15th, 2011. Age: 12
It had been fourteen days after the incident, Ezio finally came out of his room. His body was thinner than before and he looked exhausted, the family waited for him to come back, so he had. Ezio had been given his knife and gun back, as well as his suit freshly washed and cleaned. He was set off to another task given by Vincent, his exact words were, “Go make sure the police don’t know it was you, now.”. Ezio set off to the police department as he hit a few stores on the way, coming out with 300 Euro from them. He had made it to the police station. He saw a lady near his age there, she was gorgeous, stunning with eyes as blue as the ocean, hair as blonde as the sand and soft as clouds. She was perfect in Ezio’s eyes. She was being put in a police cruiser, Ezio rushed over to slam his fist into the officers skull, starting a fight with two officers. He caught a glance of her once more, she smiled brighter than the sun, but suddenly a baton his Ezio over the head, falling to the ground. Waking up in a holding cell he was charged with illegal possession of a firearm, and Assault of an Officer. He explained how he thought the Officer was sexually assaulting the girl, so he stepped into action, but soon learned he was mistaken. He was let out with a strict warning about the firearm. He saw the blonde lady sitting in the waiting room, she spoke with an angelic voice, “How are you feelin’?”. Ezio fell in love with everything about her, he spoke in a very nervous tone, stuttering even… geek. “I’m, I’m good? Who are you?”. The girl laughed and said, “Giulia, what about you?”. Ezio said his name with a laugh as well, more awkward though. “Ezio Calderon. I thought you were being harassed, so I stepped in.”. The two made a face, and began to laugh as they walked out of the station together, a beautiful thing began to form.
Giulia.
A start. March 4th, 2011. Age: 12
Two months felt like days to Ezio, Giulia would walk him around town holding his hand, dragging him. The Familia warmly welcomed her, even told her to keep Ezio in line, which she did. Ezio was healed mentally and emotionally after meeting Giulia, she was a drug he couldn’t get off of. Vincent approached him with an envelope in his hand, a red wax seal on it. Ezio took it and read it outloud to Giulia while they were in her apartment. The note read, “There is a Mafia who has become our Rival Ezio. Go learn about them, and then kill them.”. Ezio looked in shock, and Giulia laughed. She said kindly, “What are you just gonna sit there and deny?”. He laughed with her, saying, “Of course I am, it’s like my whole job.”. Ezio took her hand walking to a changing room, where he slipped into a black suit with a sapphire blue pin. Giulia straightened his collar slightly, and got in her own black dress with the sapphire blue pin. The two walked out looking snazzy as ever. They were ready to start their investigations.
Time. March 6th, 2013. Age: 13
Around two years have passed since the beginning of the investigation. Ezio had successfully infiltrated the rivaling Mob, gaining their father, the names of their brothers, leaving the sisters out of harm's way. He met up with Giulia on a still night to catch up. Vincent was there as well, all of them had their suits and Sapphire Blue Pins on in an alleyway as dark as the night sky. Ezio started off with showing a flashdrive, plugging it into a laptop, it displayed the groups ranks. He spoke with a quiet tone “I’ve found their base of operations, their division leaders, and their prized members.”. Giulia stayed silent letting Vincent speak next, but he too stayed silent looking at the information displayed before him. A smile crept across his face, his mind filling with greed and pride. He spoke quietly to him, “Kill them all, Ezio.”. Giulia looked at Ezio, he did nothing but give off a cracked smile, overjoyed by Vincent’s response. Ezio nodded and walked off, letting Vincent keep the flashdrive.
Bang. March 15th, 2013. Age: 13
Ezio went into the next meeting with a suit and tie feeling more snazzy than ever. He opened the door after talking with a sister in the Rival Mob. Bang. Ezio fell backwards with a thud, as blood began to pour out of his torso. His eyes went hollow, as his mind began to race, and dissociate.
A dead woman walking. March 15th, 2013. Age: 13
Ezio lay there, blood leaking. Dissociating a throne began to come into view of the headspace, with a woman sitting on it. Elisio had fronted over the body, and began to rise onto her feet. Her footsteps slammed on the ground like boulders falling to the ground. She reached for her gun, shooting the man who had shot the body, dead in the forehead. Killing him instantly. She walked out to the front of the place, surrounded by nothing but rivals, she was doomed, and had no line of surviving. With a sudden screech of a tire five black cars rolled up letting hellfire loose with numerous automatic guns at the enemy. Elisio had done her job of protecting the body, and fell onto her back, into a bloody pile. She was taken to the hospital, and rest for days, weeks. Giulia never left Ezio’s side.
Fear. March 17th, 2015. Age: 14
Two years. Since the incident, Ezio was never informed of what had happened exactly. He only knew that he had been shot. The scar faded almost completely, being taken care of by his family, he was in perfect condition after physical therapy and the exercises he would do daily. A day came when Vincent asked Ezio to go on a task to get information on a rival Mafia again, this time they had the man kidnapped and tied up ready for Ezio. The boy walked in, recognizing the man for one of the people who were at the attack two years ago. His words fled his tongue, as he went to take a breather before starting. His mind began to flood with thoughts, and fear. A PTSD-like feeling struck his veins like a knife going through his hand. The boy grew an arrogant grin across his face as he walked in with two things. A wire connected to an outlet, and a bucket of water. Ezio spoke as if he was bubbly, and arrogant knowing everything the world had to offer. He asked the first question to the man, “I want to know where the new base of operations is.”. The man answered honestly. “Rome.”. Despite the man giving an answer, Ezio began to laugh as he dunked the man's feet into the water, dropping the wire as well. Sending 120 volts of electricity through the man's body. Letting it sit there as the man was seeing his life flash before his eyes. Ezio stared on laughing as his body shook. Once he noticed the man stopped screaming, he took out the wire, slapping the man’s body to wake him up on purpose, keeping death on its door. Everyone else in the room looked at Ezio with fear, even Giulia. The only man in the room who wasn’t scared, was none other than Vincent Giorno. A bright smile across his face as the biological weapon he had created began to show. Ezio grabbed the wire carefully, not electrocuting himself. Screaming at the man one last time, “I want to know who the father is.”. The man answered truthfully once more. “Marcel Monduel.” Once Ezio heard the man, he punched the man in the skull and dropped the wire in. The man died nearly instantly once the punch landed. Ezio walked out of the room and the first thing that happened was a hug from Giulia. She expressed her worry to him and cried. The next thing that happened was a proud Vincent, saying, “My beautiful baby Eagle has learned to soar!”.
Life. December 14th, 2019. Age: 18.
Four years. That is how long has passed since the “Eagle” Vincent created was seen. In the meantime, Ezio has killed three people. One being a Swedish family, containing a mother and a father. The other being a male who owed money to the Family. Ezio has seen life be born into the world, and taken just as fast. Giulia and Ezio had gotten engaged, when Ezio asked her to marry him. She said yes in Germany when they were there shopping. Once Vincent had learned about this, he viewed Ezio as weak, somebody who loved. The day started as Ezio woke up, purchasing a bouquet of flowers. In specific, Yesterday Today Tomorrow flowers, Giulia’s favorite. He began making his way to the house the two lived in together. A screech came from the alleyway, a scream that sounded like Giulia. Ezio ran over, seeing his beloved on the floor, bleeding out. He screamed at her to try and wake her up, screaming for her to wake up, to move. He began to try his best to perform CPR on her, but nothing worked. He took her in a bridal carry, running as fast as he could to the local hospital. He took her there, and he waited ages in the waiting room. She was dead on arrival.
Liver . December 24th, 2019. Age: 18.
Ezio stayed at the hospital for ten days. Silent. He had drank himself into a depression so deep, he couldn’t pull himself out of the hole he was in. He stumbled to the old alleyway that he once lived in. He took a knife, raising it as he chopped his left ring finger off. Making a promise to Giulia that he’d never love another again. He walked to the bar where Familia lived. He informed them of the loss of Giulia. Vincent looked enraged, screaming at Ezio. He screamed back at the man with just gibberish as the two cried. Ezio finished the argument with, “FINE, I’LL FUCKING LEAVE.” With that Ezio opened the door and a bullet rang throughout the room. Ezio was shot in the liver. He made his pain unseen as he simply walked out. The end of Ezio’s journey in the Mafia.