Oppression{Jacob Frye Reader-Insert}

~12~

~12~

You were speaking to the doctor while he wrapped up your hand doing everything he could to ensure it wouldn't become infected. After he finished he looked up at you.

"Is there anything else I can recommend. Some more medicines, Leaches- " You stopped him by laughing at his way of trying to help you.

"No, Grazie per l'aiuto me. Non ho bisogno di niente altro, signore." You said while shaking your head.

[Translation: No, Thank you for helping me. I don't need anything else, sir.]

You smiled towards the man and backed away from him and made your way back to the alleyway.

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You were looking down at the bandage while walking back only raising your head to check if you were going the right way.

'I don't even know why the hell were here. It's not like I still live in Italy, and I especially don't live in the 1400's.' You thought while walking into the alley. You looked around and didn't see them. You frustratedly groaned and tried to see if there was anything there for you. You closed your eyes and began to concentrate on your surroundings rather than how crossed you were with the two of them. You blocked out all of the surrounding music, laughter, and voices of people around you. When you opened your eyes a new message was relieved to you.

Meet us by the Villa de Auditore .

You mumbled a few unpleasant words under your breath as you started to walk out of the alleyway.

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You stepped in front of the Villa and look at your surroundings. You saw a couple of archers on top of the roof and guards circling in the villa and around it. You walked around until you found yourself in an alleyway. You smiled when you saw your bisnonna but soon after that, it was replaced with anger.

"Why do you insist on leaving in the centro di Firenze?" You interrogated her.

She laughed and smiled. "Don't worry you won't be coming here again anytime soon with me. It's time for you to go home. Ciao, Bella." You walked forward but you felt yourself falling forward into a black abyss.

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You placed your hand on your head and winced. You grabbed the desk by you and pulled yourself up. You hissed and looked down at your hand. You pulled the bandages off of it and saw a small noticeable  scar on your hand. You closed and opened it and didn't feel anything.

'Hm.... Magic. Nice.' You thought.