A/N: Warning I had used google for translation!


Rachel decided to stay up on the roof for the rest of the night, not even two hours pass before the sun began to rise. That's when she chose to find a way off the roof which was not an easy task to do since the tiling was slippery and she almost slipped off it a couple times while walking around plus there was no ladder to be found. She finally resolved to hanging off the roof and dropping the rest of the way which was quite painful to her feet.

"What the heck am I supposed to do now?" Rachel asked herself looking up and down the avenue full of people and guards. The people were finely dress in rich colours of sorts and the guards were heavily armed as suspected, she figured she was in the rich part of town. Her stomach gave her an answer by making a loud gurgling noise

"Right get some food is that all you ever think about?" she asked her stomach it made another gurgling noise in response.

"Yeah, yeah I know stupid question." She grumbled. Feeling eyes upon her, she looks up to see two men staring at her oddly.

"What? Never seen a person talk to themselves?" Rachel asked irritated as they keep staring at her.

"Le donne inglesi sono pazzi." One of the taller men whispered lowly to the other.

"Sei sicuro che lei è una donna? Lei non ha tette e si veste come un uomo?" The shorter one whispered back while eyeing at her chest looking a bit skeptical.

'Great they're speaking Italian and I have no idea what they are saying.' Both men keep staring at her chest. She was getting fairly uncomfortable under their gazes.

"You know it's quite rude to stare!" Rachel shouted but they paid no heed and continued talking.

"Sì, se guarda da questa angolazione si può vedere loro, ma a malapena." The taller man spoke again then moved aside letting the shorter one take his previous spot.

"Ah, vedo!" the short man exclaimed. Rachel had enough of the two men and stalks off into a different direction. Another hour pasts as she roams the streets randomly her tummy then lets out another gurgling noise.

"Don't worry baby momma's gonna feed you real soon." She cooed rubbing her tummy

"I don't know what though." She grumbled looking around the area she soon heard shouting coming from behind her and the crowd around her quickly scattered to the sides of the buildings.

"Tenere lontano da me ladro!" cried a man running up from behind her. Rachel looks back only to be harshly shoved to the ground by a guy wearing a red cape and a red hat with a large feather in it. He was soon followed by a man clad in white robes with a hood over his head.

"Fucking asstart watch where you're going!" Rachel yelled at the red man's retreating back. The man in white stops and stares at her for a moment before the man in red screams again.

"Guardie!"

"What? Are you going to stare at me all day or are you going to tackle the courier before he actually catches the guards' attention dufus." Rachel retorted as the hooded man continued to stare at her. He opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted.

"Guardie fermarlo!" the courier cried out again.

"Schnell dummkopf!" Rachel yelled at the man who in return gave her a quizzical look and formerly took off.

"D'oh that was German!" she smacks herself upside the head. People were giving her more odd looks and she notice.

"What!" She shrieked at them getting up and dusting herself off as she walked in the direction he had ran. Before she could go any further she spotted a merchants stand full of apples and boy did they look real delicious. Rachel licked her lips. 'Maybe I can swipe one while he's busy with a customer.' Rachel tries to discreetly grab an apple but to her avail the vendor catches her hand upon it. The moment her and the vendor made eye contact she was done-diddly-done-for.

"Ladro! Guardie! Guardie! Fermate questo ladro!" the vendor cried out for help and to her luck a group of four guards round the corner. The guards take notice and start heading their way.

"Ahhh snap!" Rachel grabs one more apple for the hell of it, stashes it in her hoodie's pockets and high tail's it out of there with the guards now in pursue.

"Alt! ti sporco ladro!" one of the guards shouted chasing her.

"It's just two apples! Come on!" She yelled back as she made a sharp right turn into another street full of people. 'Okay line of sight must be broken before I can hide.' She noted remembering the game tactics. She looks behind to see if she lost them to her fortune she did not. Rachel wasn't known for running fast or running long distances but she was known of running out of breath and stamina fast (she wasn't the one to exercise) she needed to find a hiding spot quick. She turned another sharp corner to her left and spotted a cart of hay. Rachel jumps atop a crate and dives into the haystack. She holds her breath as the guards catch up. 'Oh gawd it smells'

"Dove è andato quel ladro?" one of the guards asked stopping near the cart scanning the area. 'Right stop right next to my hiding spot and I'm no ladro whatever the frick that means!' she thought to herself sitting as still as possible but at that second her stomach lets out another gurgling noise.

"Credo di aver sentito il rumore di oltre sentire." A guard claimed walking close to the cart.

"Traitor!" she hissed at her stomach she then places her hand over mouth in realization.

"Controlla allora stupido!" A guard commanded. Rachel then felt the hay being moved around her whole body stiffens and her heart starts pounding erratically. 'Sheeeeeeet!' Rachel then hears more metal and footsteps.

"Signor, l'assassino stato visto nel distretto di San Polo in prossimità del Ponte di Rialto!" another group of guards had approached sounding out of breath. Just as a pair hands were about to touch Rachel's legs they were remove from the haystack.

"Questo non è molto lontano da qui andiamo. Dimenticate il ladro." Another guard commanded. 'Puntay dee Reallyoto? Reallyoto why does that sound so familiar? Is that where Ezio is at?' She hears the footsteps recede and lets out a huge sigh of relief. After a few minutes of waiting she jumps out of the hay and takes a big whiff of fresh air. She brushes herself off for about 15 minutes luckily she had her hood up or would've taken her even longer to get it out of her hair. 'How the heck did this shit get in my underwear?' Rachel pulled out some straws of hay from said place. Her stomach makes another gurgling noise.

"I don't want to hear it! You got me into trouble and then almost killed!" she scolded her tummy but she eventually gives in to her hunger pains. She grabs an apple from her hoodie's pocket wipes it clean and munches down on it.

"Mmm this is good hmm it was worth the steal." She takes another bite and starts walking down the street she spots a bench in the shade to her left. It was occupied by a chubby man who sat on the far right of it. Rachel seats herself on the far left of the bench and continues to munch on the apple.

'Okay now that I am no longer being chase by guards and my tummy somewhat satisfied. What should I do now? Should I go look for Ezio and confront him and see if he can help or should I just go on my ow-' her thoughts were interrupted when something white flash at the corner of her right eye.


A/N -If you wanted to know, the two men where talking about how english women are crazy and that she didn't look like a lady for they couldn't see her tette!