16. Master Di Angelo

[I don't own Marvel, Naruto, or Assasins's Creed]

*Next Day*

Six months. Six months have passed since I became a Master of the Mystic Arts, and nothing interesting happened. After I became a master I received my "treasure", or more precisely I was chosen by one, or in my case 2.

1.- I was chosen by a black ring with silver runes carved into it and a little black marble wich apperently turns into any kind of weapon I desire.

2.- I was also chosen to by a pair of leather fingerless gloves, that help me channel both my magic and dimensional energy, and the best part no more circular movements or sling-ring.

Both can turn invisible, but I like the ring, so while I did turn the gloves invisible, I kept the ring.

Also one of the things that kept taking a lot of my time is the restoration of cars. After restoring the Mustang, my dad kept on buying old and destroyed cars. So now my dad bought the abandoned bulding that's 5 minutes away from the house, and me and my mom remodeled into both, a gallery and workshop, so now 2 years later while not the biggest or most expensive collection, it is one of the most famous in the city, consisting in 27 restorations the oldest being a 1939 Bentley, and 15 custom made cars from the most expensive brands (in 1999), from Corvettes to Ferraris, and my baby; A custom made black 1997 McLaren F1 GTR, it is by far my favorite car in the whole garage.

8 months ago word got out that my McLaren was going to arrive, and some idiot thought it would be a good idea to try and steal it, poor guy ended up with both legs broken, and 8 years in prison, there where no more attempts to try and steal any car, even so security only increased as the collection gets bigger.

In three months there's going to be a big New Years party and we where invited, or more precisely I was invited because of my car collection, even though the cars a under my mom's name, since she's the one managing both the income of the garage, and Auditore's Industries, It has been clarified by both my parents that it's my collection, and they just are the ones that move the money until I'm old enough, I've made around 24 million dollars selling and remodelling cars to/for some important people.

So I made a couple of friends through cars, and some guys invited me to go to their party, I was told by my parents to go, even I'm not old enough to drink yet, but whatrever.

*Time skip 3 months*

*Broom Broom*

My McLarens roaring under the moonlight, getting stares from everyone that have not entered the mansion yet, I was wearing a all black $4000 dollar suit my mom bought me without telling me, It was tight enough that you could see my muscles, sometimes its scary how my mom knows all my measurements, my date for the night, was Alice, a student in design I hired 2 months ago, she has long wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes, her body was on the smaller side, but her big smile captivated the hearths of those who see it, she's wearing a black dress my mom gifted her, high heels that only make her taller than she already is, im already 6'2 and she's 5'9, and now that she's wearing her heels, is only 3 inches shorter than me; so now me a 16 year old with a body builder and a height of 6'2, and her a beatiful 21 year old blonde and at the height of 5'11, we're easily the tallest couple in the house.

As soon as as we got out of the car, of course I got put first and opened Alice's door for her, people started to come and greet me and Alice, after 10 minutes of fake smiles and a lot of hand shakes, we where finally in, we went straight to get drinks, I was not legal, but nobody knew had to know that, Alice only gave me a stare before I took her drink too, and now I had an excuse to get another drink, after my second drink, both me and Alive took another glass of champaign and started to walk around, we greeted a couple of people neither of us knew, but we did anyways. After 2 hours of greetings and small talks, the dance floor finally opened, and since we both have been drinking Alive was a little tipsy but I didn't feel a thing, and as soon the music started to play she dragged me to the dancing floor at first it was a simple dance, but as the time passed we kept drinking, and the music got slower wich means the dance was slower, and we had to get as closer at each other, and Alice now was a little drunk, so she was straight up hugging me at this point, so after the music stoped, I grabbed Alice's arm and dragged her to the car, she had enough alcohol for one night.