Anne woke up feeling like she had drunk a few too many meads, when she realised what had happened she began to struggle only to realise her hands were tied behind her and even though it was getting dark outside, she could see buildings move past her. A car door opened and two hooded figures stepped in, one she recognised instantly as the man she had been trying to find information on and the other was a woman. They wore nearly identical clothes apart from what gender it was tailored for.
"Who are you?" The woman had a young and silky voice and she had guessed that Anne and her were not that much different in age.
"Anne. Anne Smith." Her voice was shaky as she was unsure of what was in store for her.
"Why were you following me?" The man's voice was deep and rugged, very different to the woman's.
"I- You saved me a few nights ago, you never gave me a chance to thank you before you disappeared into the night."
"So you stalk me so you could say thank you?" Anne stared at her boots. She couldn't explain why she followed the man, it was silly but there was something about him that intrigued her and she wanted to find out more about him. "Well that's a first." He chuckled as a blush reached her cheeks. Both of them looked at each other before looking at Anne, in one fluid motion; they took off their hoods. "I'm Jacob Frye and this is my sister Evie." Evie nodded at the introduction.
Anne studied them both, taking in what they were wearing. Jacob had donned his top hat, that sat on his slicked back brown hair, light stubble graced his chin which was interrupted only by a scar that was on his right cheek. As she took in the hazel-green eyes that studied her she saw there was another scar on his left eyebrow, it gave him more of a rugged look that matched his voice. As well as his black trench coat and brown breeches and boots, he wore a green waistcoat, white work shirt and a loose red tie, she noticed a shilling tied around his neck and a silver pocket watch. Evie had a near emerald green colour to her eyes, a simple beauty about her with freckles dusting her face with her hair done similar to Anne's; her attire was a little more feminine than her brothers, a black trench coat with red trim with the button done up top to conceal her black and red shirt, black breeches and knee high boots. Even though they wore similar clothes, Jacob had a belt on his coat that remained undone and Evie had a flowing red cape hanging off her right shoulder and both the twins wore a strange gauntlet on their left hand.
After what felt like forever, Evie untied her.
"Sorry about all of this." Evie's attitude had changed from before, she gave Anne a warm smile. "The kidnapping was more Jacob's idea, same with the dart." Evie led them through a few cars until they reached one that had been made into a study. Jacob leaned against the wall and began talking to a man dressed similar to the twins but his clothes were white and gold. "Anne, this is Henry Green." The man gave a small bow.
"Yes, Greenie here is my sister's husband." Jacob looked at his pocket watch. "Well, this was fun but I have a killer to find and I'm sure Freddy has more information for me." He flashed a charming smile towards Anne and Evie rolled her eyes before he jumped off the train, Anne watched after him; mouth wide open.
The girl was like a sponge, everything Evie said to her was soaked up and her hand was scribbling quickly. She was amazed by their gauntlets which Evie had to explain was part of the 'uniform' for an Assassin, then had to explain what an Assassin was. Evie explained about things that were of minor detail, didn't explain about the Shroud or other artifacts that were the heart of the war between Assassins and Templars but enough that Anne seemed to understand what happened to Starrick.
"So the bank?" Anne asked, seeming to remember the economy nearly crashing. Evie frowned at the memory.
"Jacob found out a plan for Twopenny to rob the bank, he worked with Frederick Abberline but ended up killing Twopenny and causing chaos. Much like Jacob to act without thinking things through then me having to clean up his mess." She looked at Anne when she brought a hand up to stifle a laugh.
"Sorry but isn't that typical sibling stuff? I don't have one myself but there were two siblings next door and they always seemed to be fighting. Wait, you know Detective Abberline?" Evie nodded but then was confused by the distant look on Anne's face. "So he knew about you two this entire time?..." That question seemed to be more aimed at the universe than at Evie.
"How do you know Frederick?" Anne looked up from her feet.
"He saved my life back when Starrick was in control, I was walking home one night when a couple of Blighters started to follow me. I kept to the main streets until I had to turn down an alleyway when I seen a couple more coming towards me." Anne shuddered at the memory. "I was cornered and they were leering over me. I worked as a barmaid and was still in my work clothes which must have amused them as they began talking about what I would look like serving more than drinks." Evie clenched her fist at the thought of what they could have done. "I stood in fear when I heard a whistle and next thing I know, all four of them were getting carted off to jail. As a barmaid, I had lots of information that he would find useful and so he asked if I could be an informant. After I left to train in psychology, I became a profiler for Scotland Yard."
"What a strange profession for a woman to pursue." Evie smiled at Anne, she began to warm up to this blonde. Many women were content to follow society's normalities and hearing of women who become doctors or anything else was unheard of. "He must have a high opinion of you to allow a woman to do a man's job." Anne nodded.
"Or if my timeline is correct, maybe he had a changed opinion in woman." Evie smiled. Even though she was married, she felt a sense of pride to know she could still change a man's perspective in woman. Her proud moment was cut short when her new friend yawned and she looked at her pocket watch. "I will show you to a car so you can go to sleep." She escorted Anne to her car and nodded farewell as Anne curled up in the bed. There was a spark in her that may be useful in finding the new threat of London.
"You did what?!" Jacob watched as his long time associate went off in a rant about kidnapping and other hoo-haa that Jacob had no intention of listening to. "I should have told her to leave things be, I knew she was hiding something that night. No wonder I haven't heard from the girl." He paced his office while Jacob leaned against the desk.
"Yes, yes now Freddy. If you be so kind as to stop fretting over the dear who is quite frankly too young for you and back to the task at hand?" Frederick stopped in his tracks.
"Yes, this was the last thing she handed me before you kidnapped her." The detective passed him a piece of paper that made little sense to Jacob. "The killings are becoming more and more brutal and Miss. Smith believes that if he isn't stopped soon things will change. Jacob cringed at the memory from a few nights passed. He had stopped the Ripper from tearing Anne apart too but in helping her up, he lost him and when he reached the scene of his next victim; the sight was gruesome than the last.
"So Miss. Smith gathers information?"
"Not only that, she has been very excellent in profiling our serial killer." Jacob nodded, there wasn't much he could do standing around talking to Frederick and his hands were getting itchy from not hitting someone for nearly an entire day. Without a lead to follow, he wasn't much use to anyone.
"Well, I shall bid you farewell and go get my information from the source then." He tipped his top hat before jumping out the window, leaving Frederick to his pacings. He started back towards the train, if Evie knew about their new informant then when he got there his sister probably would have worn the woman out trying to get more clues. His sister always enjoyed knowing all the facts about everything and everyone, he on the other hand; liked to take matters into his own hands and find things out with a little more force. That's why they always bumped heads.
When he arrived, Jacob was surprised to see Evie lazing on his couch-turned-bed.
"Why dear sister, what on earth are you doing?" Evie frowned up at him.
"She was tired and so unless you would have her sleep on the floor, I have given her my bed." Jacob half laughed at his sister.
"You have a place with Greenie that you could have taken her too."
"Yes but it got too late for her to travel."
"That never stopped you before?" Evie huffed at her brother, it was too late for her to fight with him and he knew that, he just couldn't help winding her up sometimes. Evie stood up and shoved past him. "What about our guest?" She stopped at the door.
"Offer her some food before you harass her with questions, dear brother. I have some matters to attend to before morning." Jacob groaned. If there was one thing he hated more than being treated like a child was being treated like a butler.