I'm sure some of you have been wondering who the girl was in the prologue of The Separation, and I promise that you will find out…just not in this fic. Or for most of the next one…the only way to find out is to keep reading everything until the last chapter of the last fic (which is the next one, I promise). And I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a few days…blame Dragon Fable…there were so many times I wanted to type, but I really wanted to finish the quest I was on…of course, then my computer froze on me, so I had to start all over again…anyway, I'm getting off topic here. I'll just shut up now and let you read.

Chapter 2

Arkarian

I should have seen it coming. I really should have. I mean, Isabel and I have been to France, in fact, it was the site of our first mission together. It was also where I was born, and Isabel and Ethan helped deliver me, so in a sense, France was also the place where I first met her.

She wants to leave right away, so that we can have as much time as possible together before the baby arrives. The plan is this: we spend 2 months in France, and then another 2 months in England, which was my pick.

I thought it was kind of risky, because by the time we get back, 7 months will have passed, but Isabel convinced me that she'll be fine. It really amazes me how much she's been through since she joined the Guard, and yet, she still has the same adventurous spirit that she did 2 years ago. I mean, she was given extraordinary gifts at her Initiation, she was killed by Marduke on her first real mission, only to be brought back, she's done battle with some of the Order's best soldiers, she healed Shaun even under the threat of her brother's death, found her second skill, that night we went on our first mission together (I'll never forget that night), she travelled into the Underworld against my father's orders just to find me, and she's done so much battle with Lathenia and the rest of the Order. After all that, she's still pretty much the same as she was in the beginning, except a little more experienced. Okay, a lot more experienced.

Isabel clears her throat, bringing me back to the present. Everybody else (Ethan, Rochelle, Matt, Neriah, Jimmy, Shaun, Dillon, Chloe, and Isabel's mom) is gathered in front of us so that we can tell them all the plan.

"We're going to get on the plane to France in 2 weeks, where we'll stay for two months. Yes, that's a long time. And then we'll get on the plane to England, where we'll also stay for two months, and then we'll be back here." Isabel looks at her mom and Rochelle both. "And that will make it a total of 7 months," she says plainly.

Dillon, optimistic as he is, decides to bring something up. "But won't you attract a lot of attention?" he says, staring pointedly at my hair.

"Don't you think that we've thought about that?" I ask him.

"I'm going to dye his hair again," Isabel says.

"Oh, okay then."

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Two weeks later, we're saying goodbye and getting on the plane to France a few hours after that. We decide to pretend that my name is Kyle, and we just use Isabel's last name. So, at least for the four months we'll be out of Angel Falls, we're Kyle and Isabel Becket.

When we get off the plane, we check into our hotel and unpack our stuff. Isabel grabs the camera, and we go sight seeing.

That's pretty much how it is for the first month. After that, we decide to just check out the French restaurants. You'd think, wouldn't you, that having lived for over six hundred years, I'd know at least a little French, but I don't. So it's a good thing that Isabel was the top student in her French class, or we wouldn't be able to do much.

While we're in England, however, one night I can't get to sleep. Isabel falls asleep as soon as her head hits the pillow, since we just had a long day. I decide to go for a short walk, and write a note saying where I am.

Although I've seen all of London's sights with Isabel, we've never gone out at night before, and the city looks beautiful. As I'm walking, I feel as if there's someone following me. I turn around, and see somebody dressed completely in black. But even in the dark, I can tell it's a girl just by her figure. Her hair is piled underneath a black hat, but I can still see a few wisps of blonde in the front.

She comes towards me and looks at my eyes, if only for a brief second. Then, she speaks, and her voice sounds strangely familiar. "I was hoping for Isabel, but you'll do, Arkarian." She doesn't have a British accent, so I know she's not from around here. "You know one of my skills, but has anybody told you my second one?"

I shake my head, but now I know that she's probably with the Guard. "Look into my eyes," she instructs, and I find myself looking up against my will. "Ever had your body overshadowed, Arkarian?" she asks. As soon as my eyes connect with hers, her body turns to mist and enters me. "Now you have," her voice says from inside me. And that's the last thing I know.

Ooooh…spooky! Yes, I'm a Danny Phantom fan, which is where I got the whole "Overshadowing" idea from. Like it? I do. Review and I'll post the next chapter…okay, I'll probably post the next chapter even if nobody reviews, but it's still nice…