"Aaliyah, you do realize that is beyond creepy."

"Eli, you do realize that is beyond annoying." I mocked. Ugh he gets on my nerves.

"You are so lucky they won't be in for a few days. Otherwise, you would have gotten in big trouble with your object of infatuation's wife. How can you like OUR BOSS Fabian?"

"He's just so perfect. I want him to be mine."

"Like I said beyond creepy. You already have a picture of him, isn't that enough? I mean you stalked him on Facebook for that one.. Stop acting like a stalker. You can't ruin a happy marriage." He reprimanded like normal.

"Elliot Kade, stay in your limits. You are an Assistant Laboratory Manager. Just an ALM. So go away." I snapped. Why did he care? I was just unfortunate to fall in love with my married boss. I had to ruin it for them. It was only fair. I deserved his love. Not her. Why do you think I'm still her pesky little assistant. I need to be on the inside, NOT the outskirts. UGH LIFE WAS SO HARD. AND I WAS ONLY 23.

?—-

"Hello, this is the London Bureau of History & Science. How may I help you?"

"Please transfer me too Mr. Rene Zeldman. I need to speak with him urgently."

"I must ask for what? It's protocol."

"Just tell him, secrets that have been hidden are slowly being uncovered. He should get the message. Tell him to call me at 208-647-0192."

Eli—-

Something is always off about those Rutters. And it's time to find what it is. I'm done being ALM. It's time for me to get promoted.

Nina—-

The train ride to Liverpool wasn't as bad as expected. Still, I hate traveling. Well the physical traveling in planes, trains, cars, buses, you name it. Its the exploring that matters to me.

Once we got to to Liverpool, we rented a car, and checked in to a hotel. After freshening up a bit, we headed to the address. Artifact and Diary safely tucked in my purse. At this point we weren't sure what the aforementioned artifact truly was. We called it a neck piece, because if worn like a necklace, then it hung down like one of these really long chains. It could have been an artifact where you hold like a torch (the american definition, not a flashlight).

"Fabian, there it is. 2260 Worthington Boulevard."

Resident—-

"Take the fabric samples to the Atelier. It's a simple task, I really hope you can accomplish it. Goodbye Sophie."

The phone ringed once again

"Yes, Amber Millington of A.M Fashion speaking." Another problem.

"Why do I hire you all of you, when you are completely incompetent. Fix the problem, or consider this your last call with me." I scolded. These incompetent fools. They think they can make it in the fashion world. No Pain No Gain. They don't seem able to grasp the concept. Calm Amber Calm. Stress gives early wrinkles. Remember WWVBD. Deep Breaths and I'm Calm.

Ding, the doorbell sounded.

"Hi, this is Amber Millington."

"Are you the lady of the house. Meaning is this-"

"Yes, this is my house." I cut off the british brunette.

"Wait a minute, you guys MUST be reporters. I see it in your eyes. Come in come in! You are here to write about by new line Precious. Right?"

"What? N-" The dirty blonde elbowed him in the ribs.

Fabian—-

Nina elbowed me. I didn't want to give here a confused look, so luckily I thought fast and recovered.

"N-Nina and I are here to interview you." I stuttered, but at least I managed to NOT blow our cover. I

"Yes, I am in Nina, and this is Fabian. Lets sit down?" Nina suggested.

"Okay! Its a high end polka dot centered line, along with a few other patterns which are showed only to a minimum extent. I named it Precious, because of my dalmatian Precious. So the polka dot inspiration came from her. Anything else?"

"Y-yes. We have enough for n-now. WE actually have to talk to you about something else." I stuttered once more, taken back by the bubbly personality overload.

Amber—-

I sensed something else was going on, but decided to shrug it off. I already have enough stress. Remember NO WRINKLES.

"Okay…what's up you two? Is it relationship advice? I mean surely you heard about my status as Relationship Guru." Jumping to conclusions, my forte. Straightforward is always the best.

"What? No!" Nina replied immediately.

"Okay, then what else could you be talking about?" I asked.

"Mysteries. How do you like them?" Fabian asked suspiciously.

"I've always like them. I've always dreamed to be apart of some mystery solving group!" I answered oblivious.

"If we told you about an artifact that when scanned by both of us, showed us your address leading us here to you. The only instructions saying to follow what the artifact says and assemble a group what would you say?" Nina explained, curious as to what I would answer.

"I would say, tell me more, I want to be apart of a mystery and I know we are gonna be the best of friends!" I exclaimed. Nina and I giggled.

"Okay, Nina why don't we get to know each other and she catch me up on the mystery thing, while you Fabian go get some take out. Okay bye now!" I shoved him out the door. Nina rolled her eyes and chuckled. She told me about her and Fabian, how they met in college, and have been married for about a year now. Approximately. And that they were both the owners and head scientist of Symmetry, the lab they "owned" but didn't. Then the rest of the time, we spoke about the artifact and how she found it in Egypt. Eventually Fabian returned with some thai and chinese food. Variety is key.

"Wait. I've got it!"

"What amber? Something about the artifact?" Fabian asked eagerly.

"Noo.. about you and Nina. Your couple name! Like brangelina. Yours is Fabina! Isn't it perfect. I know I know I'm a genius." I stated proudly.

Fabian and Nina both looked down and were all shy.

"Back to the mystery..when Fabian and I both scanned it, it came up with your address. So if we set up the machine here and scan it, maybe we'll get the next address or clue." Nina suggested.

"We can set it up down here or upstairs in my studio."

"Where is the wifi connection stronger?"

I thought about it, when Fabian started shaking his head.

"Where is the wifi device?" I rolled my eyes when Fabian dumbed it down. I pointed to the corner in the living room.

"Here I guess!" Nina intervened. Fabian got out his laptop and this scanner machine thingy.

"Fabian..can I bedazzle it?" Fabian rolled his eyes and dodged the question. I'll just do that later.

Nina—-

"Okay, I'll scan it!" I volunteered, hoping to get our next clue ASAP.

"All set up Fabian?"

"Yep, we are ready to go!"

"Okay, here i go." The device scanned at the normal pace, torturing us, forcing us to be patient. Patience was not a strong suit of mine.

"What? No no no, this can't be happening.." Fabian mumbled.

"What;s wrong?" Amber asked, intrigued.

"Its the same address. Your address Amber. Yours." Fabian let out. I couldn't help but let out a gasp. What? How is that possible..We are already here!

"I read in this book once about the Egyptian god, Anubis. It was a school project. Some items were so magical that they were able to track people enough to know if the person you held the item or did anything with it, they would know what step of the path they were." Amber trailed off, mumbling about some weird prophecies and then switching to fashion.

"Amber. You're a genius!" I exclaimed, and ran up to hug her.

"I always knew I was the brains of Sibuna!" She replied proud and loud.

"Sibuna?" This time it was Fabian who spoke.

"Well, I was thinking. All mystery-solving groups have a name and a symbol. So for us it has to do with Egyptian mythology. And Anubis is a very important god. Anubis backwards is Sibuna! And when I looked at the artifact, i saw an eye. So I grabbed my bedazzled phone and looked it up. It's the eye of Horus. Therefore our symbol is one hand over the eye! How brilliant is that?" Amber babbled away.

"And you thought about all of that in 5 minutes?"" Fabian asked incredulously. Amber nodded adding a quick "I'm a fashioned designer. I have to be able to think on my feet!"

"Anyway, like Amber was saying, maybe the artifact knows. Since we found it together, when we scan it we get the first clue - your address Amber. So maybe you need to scan it and then we can see if we get the second clue. Almost like an attendance sheet. Wherever the clue leads us, that person needs to be onboard, and helping us for the next clue to come along." I summarized. Fabian nodded, hesitant but complied. Amber shrugged and scanned the object. After a few minutes of scanning, Fabian gasped. Indeed there was another address, a different, new one. And it was a Liverpool address. Yes! No more trains.

"Guys, we work as a team. It said assemble the group, so we are gonna assemble it right? RIGHT!" Amber spoke in a motivational tone.

"Sibuna?" I asked, with my right hand over my right eye.

"Sibuna."

So Sibuna has officially been formed! What did you guys think? I wanna know! Review/comment! The story is picking up, slowly but these first few chapters are setting up the story as many of you know.

Thoughts on Eli and Aaliyah? Are they going to cause some trouble with our mystery?

Any thoughts on the mysterious phone call to the London Bureau of Science and History? (IDK IF THAT IS A REAL THING)

Is the name Rene Zeldman just a coincidence? Let me know what your predictions are! I'll try and update this weekend! (already started chapter 2)

Sibuna!

-Justagirlwithwords