Setteling

     I was getting settled in my new home when a man walked into my room. By the way he moved (as though he owned the whole world) I could tell he was a complete despot. Amused by his nature I decided to take him down of his high horse.
     "Oh there you are," I said, a imperial tone in my voice "Its about time. I've been waiting almost an hour for my servant."
     "What!" said the nasty little man.
     "You should call me sir, or I shall have you punished" I said, fighting to keep a smile of of my face when he turned a beet red.
     "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!"
     "But of course, you are my servant! And I am your master. Now go away, and don't come back till you can treat me with some respect!" He almost looked to explode when I said this, and quickly rushed out of my room. I smiled and continued unpacking. After about a half an hour of relaxing in my luxurious suite (Cosimo always had an excellent sense of taste) I decided to do what I really came here for. I slipped out of my room and walked to the library.
     Inside there were hundreds of books, all the most up to date or the most collectible works of the Rinascimento, or renaissance. It was very impressive. But the book I was looking for was one of the most notable books in the world. Machiavelli's "The Prince". A book so infamous it was famous. I found what I was looking for, took a glance around, and slipped it into my coat pocket. Phase two of the plan was done.
     Happy with my work, I returned to my beroom to wait for the beet faced man.

Cosimo sees the Cosmos

     I was done being nice. I had been acting like a human! I hate humans, and I couldn't let myself forget that. After all, humans had killed my mother. It was time to go back home, to the place where I was born again as a shadow charmer. I was angry with myself that I had grown so attached to what I was supposed to kill. I knew now that there was only one way to prove to myself that I was not human. I had to kill my closest friend. I had to kill my worst enemy. I had to kill my Father. Not the shell of a man that raised me, but my real father. The one I had never seen. I had to kill The Voice. But first I would need to find him, and to find him I had to go to the center of knowledge. Florence.
     I shade walked into a busy Florentine street to look for the man I knew I could trust. A man that all but ruled Florence. I needed Cosimo de Medici. But Cosimo was a secretive sort, the kind everybody knew, but nobody saw. Then again, nobody saw me either. So I started my search. I found him after four days, staring up at the newly painted inside of the Florence Cathedral.
     "Its quite a sight, Cosimo." I said from behind him. He turned, startled.
     "Who are you?!?" shouted the famous Medici.
     "I am but a simple knowledge seeker, hoping for patronage. Of  course, if you don't want to take me in I will, how to put this, show you what you look like when hanging off the edge of a cathedral. Interested?"
     He nodded animatedly, saying "Of course I'll take you in. Into the dungeon! Guards!" Six heavily armed and armored men emerged from the shadows of the building. They all rushed at me at the same time, thinking to take me by surprise. It was them who were surprised as I jumped high into the air and landed on there crossed swords. I kicked a guard in the face and took his sword before turning and deflecting a thrust by one of my other adversaries. I turned by blade and ran it down the side of his to close the distance and delivered a fierce elbow to his jaw. He fell, eyes crossed in a classic and comical defeat. I turned around to see the remaining four guards in a line facing me.
     I beckoned with my fingers for them to come get me. One of them (the biggest) took the challenge and ran at me, screaming bloody murder as he did. I took this opportunity to scare them. I transformed into a giant black demon, the wings of a bat, the legs of a goat, the attitude of a sixteen year old, and the muscles of Mike Tyson. The rest of the guards ran away. I turned toward Cosimo. One uppercut later he was seeing stars and offering me patronage. Step one of my plan was complete.
     Satisfied with my work, I turned toward the Medici Villa and got ready to unpack my bags.