"Can I have your autograph?" Drake was brought back to reality when he heard the question. A little boy was standing in front of him, maybe ten years old, twelve at max. Even though Drake was sitting on a bench and the little boy was standing, Drake was still taller. The little boy held a piece of paper and a pen in his hands.

"Sure thing, what's your name? Drake asked and grabbed the paper and pen.

"Adam."

"To Adam, from Drake Stone. Here you go."

"Thanks so much!" The little boy ran away to his mother who was standing not so far away. He showed the piece to his mum who smiled at him, before they continued along the path. Drake returned his focus to the café, where a certain blonde girl was sitting with a couple of friends. They had been in there for about 45 minutes now, and Drake was starting to loose his patience. He had been following Becky Barnes for two hours now, but a good opportunity hadn't revealed itself yet. Finally she was leaving the café. Drake left the bench and started following her again. He felt stiff in the legs after sitting down for so long. He saw them turning to another street which he knew didn't have any side streets, this was a good opportunity. She was still with another girl, but that didn't matter. The first part would hopefully work anyway. He walked into an ally and made sure no one saw him, and then he walked through the building by telling the molecules in the wall to move for him. Soon he was at the same street as Becky Barnes, and he started walking towards them. The two girls were in a conversation and didn't seem to see where they were going. It wasn't difficult to walk into Becky Barnes and make her drop her bag.

"Oh gosh I'm so sorry…" she started.

"Oh no it was completely my fault." Then she looked up and he saw the recognizing look on her face.

"Hi, it's you! From yesterday, at the harbour."

"Yes, Becky was it? Nice to see you again." Drake added a very nice tone to his voice, the one he usually used when he was talking to fans.

"Yes. Oh, this is my friend Miranda." Drake turned to the friend and introduced himself and then he turned back to Becky. "So, how are you?" Becky asked him.

"Oh, not so good actually. But you don't want to here of my misery."

"Oh no, it's okay, tell me." She encouraged him with a worried look. Drake smiled to himself, this was way too easy.

"Well, the thing is, I'm looking for a friend, I haven't seen him in a really long time and I just heard that he's living here in New York too, but you know, it's a big city and I don't know where he lives."

"And you don't have a phone number?"

"He's the type of guy who doesn't use a telephone. He is very old fashioned. Stupid Balthazar Blake. Never trust him to stay in touch" He said the last part as a joke, hoping that it would disguise the fact that he wanted to say the name out loud.

"Did you say Balthazar Blake?"

"Yes, I did. Why?" He looked at her face and then set his face to surprised. "No, don't tell me you know him!"

"As a matter of fact I do, he's my boyfriend's... hum, uncle." Drake noticed her hesitation. Did she know what Balthazar Blake was?

"Amazing! I really don't want to be any more trouble than I've already been, but you wouldn't mind giving me some directions, would you darlin'?

"You are no trouble at all" Becky smiled at him. "Actually we could take you there, we're on our way to Miranda's place, and she lives nearby. "

"I can't believe the luck I'm having, that would be wonderful!" He grinned widely at the girls.

"Alright, let's go then."

The first part of the plan had worked like a charm. Drake was now following the two girls through New York towards Balthazar's home. Naturally, Drake already knew where Balthazar was, he and Horvath had been there once before. But when they had been there last time there had been a spell to prevent them from coming in. Horvath had easily removed the spell, but Drake didn't know how he had done it. But Balthazar, or David, would let Becky in, and then he would get in as well.

Balthazar was sitting reading a book when it knocked on the door.

- "It's Becky!" A young female voice was heard from the outside. Balthazar let out a small sigh. It wasn't that he didn't like the girl, she was very nice and charming, it was the fact that she kept Dave unfocused.

-"Come in!" He heard the front door open and close, and it sounded like more than one person coming in. Of course, Dave must be with her, Balthazar thought. Great, I was hoping to start training as soon as Dave got home, but now it will take forever until I can separate them. He was still sitting reading the book when they got down to the main floor.

- "Hi Balthazar."

- "Hi" he answered shortly not taking his eyes from the book.

- "This is my friend Miranda." Balthazar's eyes reluctantly moved away from the book and up to the people standing there. But it wasn't the friend who caught his attention; it was the long man in the back. It wasn't Dave. It was the presumed dead apprentice of Horvath; Drake Stone.

Drake could read in Balthazar's face exactly the moment when he realised who was standing there. Balthazar got up on his feet very fast and Drake saw a small movement in his hands. This movement had probably not been noticed by the girls, but Drake knew that Balthazar had started to make an attack, but then stopped. Drake also knew why he had stopped. He didn't want to risk showing his magic in front of one or two humans. Drake still wasn't sure how much Becky knew about Dave and Balthazar, but he was fairly certain that the friend didn't know anything.

"Nice to meet you Miranda" Balthazar said, with his eyes entirely focused on Drake. Miranda whispered something to Becky.

"Of course. We have to go now; we have a major test in two days so we have to study. Please say hi to Dave for me when he gets here. Goodbye!" Drake nodded to them as they left. He and Balthazar were staring at each other, but didn't want to do anything until the girls had left. They heard the door open… and it closed. In just a blink Balthazar sent a plasma bolt towards Drake which barely missed him when he dodged. Drake was ready for this and while he was dodging he sent an attack that trapped Balthazar to the metal stand behind him. Drake let out a small sigh of relief.

" 'ello old mate."

"What are you doing here? What do you want?"

"We need to talk."

So, that was chapter 2! What on earth could Drake want to talk about with Balthazar? Well I know! And you will too. In the next chapter. I'll try to get it up tomorrow, hopefully. Reviews are very welcome, they are my fuel, that keep me going!