Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin. Wish I did though. I wish alot of things though, none of them have happened so I'll settle for this.

*I know I said it might be a while before chapter 1 was posted but I have free time right now and I was really, really bored and I already have the first 2 chapters done so I thought "What the heck?" and am now posting. Don't know if it's as good as my first fic, but I may be wrong*

Summary: Merlin and Cade are siblings who have never met. They each live totally different lives from the other. Merlin is a successful guitarist/artist. Caden "Cade" is a mute writer/artist from the streets who uses her talents to commune her feelings in a way people can understand. What happens when Merlin and Cade finally meet face to face?

Chapter 1: The Art Show Encounter

Merlin POV

Merlin Emrys walked quickly down the street, his art bag bobbing up and down against his back, his guitar case thumping against his left leg. His concert had gone brilliantly. In fact, afterward, a member of the audience, a man by the name of Gwaine Johnson and his girlfriend, Astrid Dafydd, had congratulated him. He had then asked where Merlin had learned how to play, to which Merlin replied, "Natural talent." Now, Merlin walked down the street towards the art museum where the curators, Arthur Pendragon and his sister, Morgana, were displaying some of his pieces.

When he arrived, Merlin looked around. His sapphire blue eyes scanned the surroundings, halting when he heard a noise. He looked for the source and thought he saw a human shape dart behind the bushes just outside the museum. When Merlin looked again, however, he saw no one. He shrugged and turned back around, one hand reaching up to attempt to flatten his unruly black hair as he walked inside the museum.

He did not see a pair of bright neon green eyes watching him closely and carefully.

Cade POV

She wasn't spying on him, nor was she stalking. He had just piked her interest was all. Caden Catrin had seen his backpack, a standard art bag, and one Cade was familiar with as it was one of the very few things she owned. She knew perfectly well who he was: Twenty-year-old Merlin Emrys, the famous artist and musician.

Cade had seen his art many times before as well as had heard his music and knew he was quite talented. Cade had no talent for music, but she was definitely a talented artist as well as a talented writer. Both were her only means of communication since the car accident when she was seven that shredded her vocal cords, rendering her mute. Cade's fingers absent-mindedly scratched at her neck, which was covered by a blue neck scarf. The scarf acted as a cover-up for the fierce scars that still marred the black-haired girl's neck.

Merlin's talents weren't actually the only reason Cade had taken an interest in him. Ever since she had first seen him, Cade felt like she somehow knew him, like she was supposed to know him, but she couldn't think of a reason why.

Cade walked closer to the museum, intending to watch the art show and see what new pieces Merlin had created this time. She looked through the tall window, its height forcing Cade to stand on her toes, her green eyes shining with eagerness. She pushed her bangs out of her eyes in order to see the art displays that much easier through the window.

After a few minutes of scanning the crowd, she found Merlin standing beside his designated display, and, to her utter shock, found him staring right back at her, his blue eyes shining with interest, curiosity and kindness all at the exact same time.

Cade was so surprised that she almost fell backwards away from the window. Once she had steadied herself, she risked a look back in the mirror to find that Merlin was walking across the room. Right towards Cade.

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