Sorry for taking so long to update. Writers block sucks big time.

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Chapter two

If there is one word that would describe Marleybone in the winter it would be cold. I'm surprised the snow didn't have layers of ice coating it. Unsurprisingly, I was shivering along with Vivian and Alexander outside the large church.

"Do you think that he's going to come?" Vivian asked impatiently. I didn't blame her. I just wanted to go back to where it was warm.

"He will come... eventually." I answered.

"Yeah... but really. Couldn't he have picked a better time? I would love to be shopping for the newest styles." Vivian told me. I just rolled my eyes, this was typical for her. She was kind of a fashionista at times. If there was a trend she'd probably know about it. Me on the other hand I just didn't care as long as it was comfortable.

I looked over at Alexander, who was being unbelievably quiet.

"So what's going on in your world over there?" I asked him. He didn't respond. He just seemed to ignore my question and continued to stare at the street. He was almost emotionless as he stood there. It was as if he was reminiscing some old memory.

I don't know much about his past, and in truth, I'm kind of thankful. Sometimes I wonder about it though. I've never heard him talk about his parents or his family. I don't know why? They can't be that bad. Can they? Sometimes I wish I knew what was going through that mind of his.

I looked over at Vivian who had given up speaking to me, and was, I think, kind off pissed. Sometimes I think that she believes that she's been replaced by Alexander. She was at first very supportive of our relationship. But then she kind of grew distant from me and everyone else too. She wasn't a socialite, but she's been working more and more on her creations then she has being with people.

Vivian loves to create things. I've never gotten why. But then again, she doesn't understand why I write. We all have our ways to cope, and her way happens to be through the arts. She draws, paints and sculpts, but don't ask her to dance. She's horrible. We all have our strengths and we all have our weaknesses. It makes us what we are.

After a few more minutes of frozen silence I couldn't take it anymore. What was it, "don't speak to Amy day?" I guess so.

"Someone say something!" I exclaimed. I think I got there attention as they were both looking at me as if I were insane.

"Amy, um... well... what is with you and too much silence?" Alexander asked. Vivian was silent. She knew why.

Before I could voice my answer Gideon finally appeared. In truth, I'm thankful that he did appear when he did. I don't want anyone to know why I have such a problem with silence. I know that I can trust Alexander and all, but I probably should wait a while before I show some of my baggage. Good grief, I have enough already.

"I apologize about taking so long. I was arranging an apartment for you three." Gideon told us. I understood why it took so long. There had to be a million hoops you have to go through to get one. "I can take you three there if you wish."

"We would love to." Vivian told him. And she was right, I was sure. After all who other than a thaumaturge would actually want to stay in the cold for any length of time.

"Follow me," Gideon told us as he started to move toward an alley. I didn't know where I was going but it's best to follow the master. After all he lived here.

The cold winters wind was starting to pick up the bottom of my royal blue and sky blue robes. They were the only colors that I believed weren't too strange against my white hair. There are some days when I wish I wasn't what I was. I wouldn't have been kidnapped, lied to or anything. I would even have had more of a family. Living in the school dorms for 7 years was a nuisance. I started magical school when I was 9. Earlier than most students. In fact I don't ever remember having a family. I never found it odd until the day I had found out that I was myth magic. I wonder, is there more of us. I mean, Lady Nightstar couldn't have just done this for one type of magic, could she? It wouldn't make sense.

The alley was dark and snow-ridden. I was starting to worry about bandits. Marleybone was notorious for them. They were sneaky and dangerous. I knew that Vivian could zap them with electricity, and could maybe block them with some myth energy. Myth was the power of imagination after all. Even after that there was something telling me that I should watch out.

Soon enough we arrived at a small apartment complex. Most Marleybonians couldn't afford to live in a full-sized house. We walked inside and we were all given keys. It wasn't an amazing place but it was by far better than the dorm area at the school. That was when we decided to go inside our rooms and decide which one of the two we wanted. Vivian and I would share a room while Alexander had his own. It made sense, after all we had a job to do. Find the thief and stop Malistaires plans, whatever they may be. I just hope that we can all do that and I don't become too much of a burden. After all that's what I am, that's why almost no one except Alexander wants me. After all I'm the weakest one here, it's just no one ever realizes it.

Both rooms were similar. White and plain, bit we were lucky to have a place to stay at all. Vivian decided that I should take the second room while Alexander takes the first. I still don't have a clue to why other than what she told me, "the second apartment is whiter." I didn't notice that, then again I wouldn't care. After all why should I?