I don't Own the characters of Julian, Tessa and Emma, but I do own the rest! Julian, Tessa and Emma belong to Cassandra Clare. I hope you enjoy my first Fic!
Anacca's POV
" You know Father is going to wring our necks for being late."
" Don't you think I know that!?"
Between Jordan's attitude and and the demon that had refused to die; today was not going well.
Father had strictly told us that guests were coming from America today, and to be back as fast as we could. Our weekly patrol of the city had almost turned into a call for back up.
Now, we were trying to sneak in the best we could without being seen. That was the best part about London. It had as many side streets and alleys like the ones I had mapped in Paris before moving. Now, I knew these ones as well as the back of my hand. You could get anywhere in a hurry if you knew where to look
Julians POV
The London Institute was nothing like the one I called home in Los Angeles.
Less windows lined the wall for the little sun that was known to shine in the vast city. The walls were made of darkers stained wood and the floor was polished almost to the point of seeing my reflection.
A man, looking to be in his early forties, was coming down the stairs toward us.
" Bonjour. You must be the children Arthur was telling me about in the highest regard."
"Bonjour?" Emma replied.
The man laughed, "Being from France has its way of stayimg yoir life even six years later." he extended his hand for me to shake and then to Emma," My name is Declan. I run the Institute her in London."
Emma's POV
The weather in London was already starting to dampen my spririts. The sun had only warmed my skin, before yet again diasapearing behind the sea of gray.
It only took me a few minutes to unpack my belongings. Tessa had tried to coax me into letting her get me more things, but I had told her London was a new place to start fresh .
Julian didn't mind what he wore, as long as his paintbrushes and paint came with was no longer burdened with the task of raising the other Blackthorn children, so now he had more time to embrace his painting. I stuffed my last T-shirt in a drawer and went to stand by the window.
I watched as cars drove by and people swarmed in all directions on the sidewalks. Two people stood out against the rest. the pedestrians didn't seem to see them. Tbey were dressed completely in black and I could clearly see the daggers at their sides. I saw the hilt of a sword as they came through the gate and disapeared into the shadows of the building.
Anacca's POV
"Why are they here again?"
Sky had only returned from Spain where she had been with her latest boyfriend doing who knows what. Apparently her gumdrop of a brain couldn't process that we had guests.
"To learn something from the smart ones around here."
Sky scowled and threw apillow at Jordan as the doors to the library opened.