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(Cesarina is 6 years old Ezio is 9)

Recently La Volpe has been acting strange. He wont get up to make me lunch, he lies around in bed (more than usual) and he wont play with me! Giovanni has been visiting him and giving him weird drinks in vials. I don't even want to know what's inside those.

"Cesarina! Watch where you're going!" Ezio grabbed my forearm steadying me. We were on the roof of La Volpe Adormentata.

"Oh Sorry Ezio." I looked over the edge and cringed at where I would have fallen, a pile of manure. That was not exactly how I wanted to end my day.

"Want to tell me why you haven't been paying attention?" Ezio poked my arm, I shook my head chasing away the thoughts of being stuck in stinky manure.

"Basta! What's wrong Cesarina?" Ezio shook me.

"Ma Che? Ezio! It's nothing…At least I hope it isn't" I sat down on the ledge of the roof. Soon enough Ezio sat as well.

"It's La Volpe, I don't know what's wrong with him." I voiced my worry to my only friend. Ezio nudged me,

"Don't worry my dad has been taking care of him, he said he'll get better soon. Now wanna race me to that rooftop over there?" Ezio pointed to the east. I nodded and he held a hand out to help me up. I grabbed his hand and pulled him down and got a head start.

"Hey, no fair!" Ezio yelled behind me. I was nearing the edge of our roof and I leaped over to the next one. Ezio was right behind me, I jumped over some crates and ran towards the next rooftop. I underestimated the distance and Ezio was directly behind me. My ankle hit the ledge of the rooftop. My face was heading towards the roof, I stuck out my arms to brace myself. I thought I was fine until I felt Ezio land on me making sure my face hit the roof.

"OW! Ezio what are you doing!" I mumbled with my cheek to the roof. Pain shot through my ankle and hip.

"I'm just laying around." He said jokingly, he made no move to get up. I tried rolling over but this boy is three years older than me.

"Ezio get of my ankle hurts!" I mumbled again, Ezio rolled over so he faced me.

"Are you okay?" He asked concerned. I nodded and tried pushing myself up. I got onto my knees but when I tried to stand my ankle protested and I fell onto Ezio.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled into his neck. Ezio moved his arms to pick me up.

"Want some help?" He sat up with me in his arms and got up.

"Okay make sure you are holding on, I've never jumper roofs while holding someone." He started for the first roof and I held on. After the second leap we were back to the Inn. He helped me limp over to the hidden door.

"Ill go down first and ill catch you when you jump down." He opened the door and set me on the side. He jumped in and held his arms out,

"Okay jump." He waited. I pushed my self and closed my eyes.

"See wasn't so hard." He said as he held me. I laughed,

"I guess it wasn't." I looked around; Ezio was taking me to my room.

"No Ezio." I tried to get out of his arms.

"What's wrong? I was just going to leave you in your room." He looked confused,

"I want to go in my dad's room." I said defiantly. He looked shocked.

"I don't know if that would be a good idea." He looked to the ground. I started to limp without him in the direction of La Volpe's room. I heard Ezio follow me, after a while he helped me limp towards my father's room. I pushed the door open and looked inside. It was dark but I could make out the bed and La Volpe lying on it. I started to limp in when Ezio grabbed my arm,

"I really think that you shouldn't go in there." Ezio held my arm,

"I want my dad!" I responded. I yanked my arm out of his grasp and hobbled in the room. I made it to the bed and went around to the side La Volpe wasn't on. I pushed the covers and crawled into the bed. I pulled the covers over me and looked back at the door. Ezio just stood there. I turned my head and lay down next to my dad. I let myself relax and fall asleep. A horrible noise jolted me awake. I looked over and La Volpe was coughing fiercely.

"Ce-Cesarina..g-get OUT!" He yelled between coughs. He scared me I threw the covers off and ran out of the room. Tears started trailing down my face as the pain of my ankle started to worsen. Why would my father want me out? Why would he do that? I have never seen him like that. Maybe he doesn't want me anymore. If that's the case I should probably leave. But where can a six year old go? I headed to the roof. I got up and the stars had taken their places in the night sky. I can find somewhere to go tomorrow. I pulled my small cloak over me and laid on the roof the cold air whipping the cloak around. My tears now dry felt weird on my face and bothered me. Why? Why is this happening?

What's going to happen? Good thing i have Part2 sitting right next to me :)

Review! And then maybe tomorow ill post the next part :D

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