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Series 1, Episode 26 ~ House of Identity

It wasn't until the next day when Nina caught the whole Sibuna gang up on what she had found out from Sarah.

"Sarah defiantly recognised Victor. It was terrifying, she seemed so scared of him." Nina told them all. "She-" the American paused to look around and make sure they were alone before lowering her tone of voice, "she said he killed them."

This caused Camilla to frown where the rest gasped in surprise. Victor was mean and scary but she didn't think that he was a murder, there had to be another explanation.

"Her parents?" Fabian asked as if to double check they were all on the same wavelength.

"I think that's who she meant," Nina responded, "because after that she started singing this lullaby and it all got very weird."

"Thank god I didn't go on that Sarah trip then," Camilla muttered, causing Patricia to snort and Amber to send her a smile.

Fabian, however, ignored his twin's comment from next to him, "It's just it's all too creepy to think. Victor alive when Sarah was a little girl."

"Yeah," Nina nodded, "like it's not creepy enough he is alive now."

"Did she mention anything about the elixir?" Fabian asked.

Nina shook her head, "Not really, just the same thing about tipping the scales of life. What does that mean?"

The jingle of keys was what they all heard before Victor strolled into the room and took a good look at them.

"What could..." Nina turned to see the man before pepping up her voice, "be yummier than this muffin?!"

Victor approached them all, looking at them all one by one before speaking up, "Shouldn't you be getting to school?"

They didn't need to be told twice. All of them pushing out their chairs and rushing from the room. As the girls passed Mick, he looked at Patricia and demanded, "Tell Mara to get a move on."

Camilla went to open her mouth and say something about his manors and how he shouldn't be demanding anything of any girl, they weren't is property to do as he pleased, but Amber had already grabbed her and dragged her up the stairs before she could, muttering, "Don't bother Cam. He doesn't think as you do. He doesn't know he's like that."

Amber was right of course, but that didn't stop Camilla's rant all the way to school about how boys like Mick needed to be educated in the ways of which how to treat girls as equals. Telling Amber all about his warning to herself, and the comedy duo when they got in from school yesterday. Amber of course just fondly rolled her eyes at her small friend's very emotional rant, once again thinking that whoever she ended up with in the future had a lot to live up to.

The rant ended when they settled in their normal seats in French class, behind Fabian and Nina. "Sorry about that Ambs," Camilla told her friend with a smile, "It's just since how he dumped you I feel Mick needs to be shaken awake to his actions. They can hurt someone if he wasn't careful."

"I know Cam," Amber shrugged, "but there is a time a place to do that, plus ranting at Mick wouldn't change anything. That's like giving Alfie homework to stop pranking. Just doesn't work."

This caused Camilla to burst out laughing and nod her head in agreement. Before she could reply however Fabian spoke up, lifting the book he had found that they thought may have the next clue, "So I've read every single line. I've looked for underlined passages, secret codes, and false spine. Nothing."

"it hasn't got a clasp for a start." Amber pipped up, causing the two to look at the girls behind them.

"The clue did talk about one, Fabby." Camilla added.

"Yeah, that as well," Fabian let out a frustrated sigh, "it's the only place where yesterday always follows tomorrow –"

Before Fabian could continue whatever he was going to say a distraction came in the form of Mara strutting into the room. Though a Mara clone may be a better way to describe it. The girl looked like Mara – a Mara with a fashion sense – but her attitude was all off. And to make matters worse Camilla was sure the girl had her heels on. The pair Amber had forced her to buy which were £150 or something stupid and Camilla wanted them back immediately.

Where Camilla's attention was more on the shoes the girl wore everyone else was still in shock over the dramatic fashion and attitude change of the nerdy girl. Mara lapped up the attention she was getting and strutted her way over to her seat next to Patricia. Camilla deciding to break the silence by whispering loudly to her, "Mara, I know we are all for sharing in the house. But next time ask before taking my heels okay." The girl gave her an eye roll, which caused Camilla to squint her eyes at her and add in a low, threatening tone, "you'll have them back to me by tonight. Okay." There was a reason Camilla could stand beside Jerome and Alfie could get away with things. The girl was as formidable as both of them together, and Mara knew compared to Fabian Camilla also had a mean streak if she wanted. It wasn't obvious to anyone who didn't know the two girls, so perhaps it was just Fabian who understood the whole exchange. But when Camilla's voice when cold Mara gulped a little, nodding her head once at the ultimatum given to her by the small girl.

To everyone else, Camilla just asked for her shoes back before going back to her work and Mara relaxed on her chair next to Patricia as if not phased.

"Didn't you used to be Mara?" Jerome asked, looking the girl up and down.

"I did not see that coming," Nina told her friends.

Patricia also had something to say to the girl, but whatever it was Camilla couldn't hear it. Mrs. Andrews also noticed Mara's new look as she walked in the room. It was a new look that came with chewing gum. "Mara are you chewing gum?" the teacher asked the girl. "You of all people should know that chewing gum is not allowed in class. Get rid of it please."

With a roll of her eyes, Mara took the gum out her mouth and stuck it behind her ear, causing a few people – Camilla, Amber, and Jerome included – to let out small gagging noises at how disgusting it was.

"Alright collecting homework assignments please." Mrs. Andrews told them all, causing everyone to reach into their bags and pull out their homework. The teacher going around the room and collecting them all as Mick tried to get Mara's attention.

"Mara? Mara?!" he hissed but was ignored by the girl. "why didn't you show this morning? I waited and waited."

"Mara?" Mrs. Andrews asked, waiting for the girl to hand her over her homework.

"I haven't done it."

This caused both Fabian and Camilla's heads to shoot in the girl's direction. The real competition they had for scores in class was Mara and if she wasn't there then it is just each other and they didn't want that.

"what is going on here?" Mrs. Andrews asked.

"I don't know what you mean?" Mara sassed back. "I just don't, like, have it. or whatever."

"Mara are you alright? You don't seem quite yourself."

"Good. Success."

"Okay..." Mrs. Andrews let out a sigh, but she had been dealing with everyone at Anubis house for long enough to know when to argue with them or not, "see me at lunchtime please."

As Mrs. Andrews walked past the table, Fabian leaned over to Patricia to ask the question everyone was wondering. Before he could get the words out Patricia rolled her eyes and laughed saying, "Don't ask."

When class was over it seemed that it wasn't just their class who was shocked back Mara's new look. As they walked towards the drama studio for double drama, Camilla and Amber arm in arm, they couldn't help but watch everyone around them gawk at the girl's new look.

"Honestly, they are all acting like they haven't seen a little makeup before," Amber muttered, but Camilla knew she was worried. Amber was always thee It Girl, the one everyone looked too for fashion and makeup. The girl whose heads turned whenever she walked past. It must have been strange for her to see someone else grab the attention she was so used too.

"Don't worry Ambs," Camilla whispered, squeezing the girls arm as they settled on the comfy couch in the studio, "this is just a new thing no one is used too, her light is bright but burns out fast. You are constant. This phase will be over as soon as whatever tantrum Mara's having is over."

The words seemed to comfort the girl who sent Camilla a thankful smile. In the drama class, they were comparing scripts and deciding which one to produce and keep tweaking. During the first period, Camilla's was acted out, hers following the story of a couple who was cursed by a god leaving their little girl behind. And during the second period of their double period class Nina's was performed, following the same story but not as dramatized.

Fabian and Jerome were currently on the stage, Nina's script in hand as everyone watched them.

"Tutankhamun's burial chamber lies just through there." Fabian woodenly spoke.

"I wonder what artifacts we will discover within," Jerome spoke up.

"They enter the tomb," Mr. Winkler spoke the stage direction. As the two on stage went to act it out they stopped and burst out laughing. "Guys." Mr. Winkler got them to stop and they settled themselves on the stage steps. "Remember what we said when we started, constructive criticism of both plays. So what play should we produce and how do we improve it?"

Nina was the first to speak, "Honestly I think Camilla's play is the better one. She has the story there and I think I can help with the Egypt parts, like the gods, the curses, the stuff in the tomb?" she put out there.

Camilla just shrugged, "that's an idea if everyone okay with that."

Fabian lifted Camilla's script, "your story is there but it's not very – Egyptian." He turned to Nina's script, "where this is all Egyptian and all correct but no story?" both girls turned his way and he mouthed sorry.

"So everyone in agreement to combine the two?" Mr. Winkler asked, and the class nodded in agreement, "so what did you all like about both of these rough scripts?"

"Rough, scripts" Nina emphasised.

"Yeah, rough," Camilla agreed, "I wrote mine in a Shakespearian rage!" This caused laughter from everyone and a smile to appear on Camilla's face.

"Nina's is actually a very accurate account of Howard Carter and his team broke into the tomb." Fabian put out there as a positive.

"Yeah, but unlike Cam's its very boring." Amber said, "Sorry Nina." Nina gave the girl a smile.

"So we like the action of Camilla's and the technology and realness of Nina's" Mr. Winkler spoke and there were nods. "Any notes we can give the girls to improve things?"

There was a pause before Jerome spoke up, "Girls in bikinis?"

"Right..." Mr. Winkler paused, "I'll put that down as a wardrobe note. Anything anyone else wants to add?"

"More the stuff Sarah told us!" Amber spoke up. "I mean Camilla's has glimpses of it but there should be more."

"Eh, who's Sarah?" Mr. Winkler asked.

"She's a woman from the museum!" Fabian spoke up before Amber could tell the teacher everything.

"Yeah! Sarah, she's a research assistant. Red hair, a Gemini I think - " Nina added, elbowing Camilla to take over before her lie got too outrageous, who winced before adding.

"Thanks' to my uncle Abe I got in contact with her about some stories she had heard from people about Egypt," Camilla added.

"What stuff are we talking about?" the teacher asked.

"Eh, stuff like plagues of locusts, family tales she might have been told," Fabian explained.

"Sounds great," Mr. Winkler excitedly spoke, "Why don't you two girls get back in contact with her and see if there are some stories we could adapt and dramatize for our own? Maybe the one Camilla's started?"

"Sure..." both girls weakly agreed before looked at Amber. "Sarah, from the museum."

When the bell rang for lunch, they all met by Patricia and Nina's locker, "Amber I don't know what goes on in your head." Patricia told the girl.

"What did I do this time?" Amber asked innocently. "We agreed to use Sarah's story, Camilla's is very loosely based off it already you just needed to add more. We can get a reaction from Victor this way."

"That is the plan, but we don't want people to know she is still alive and living in a care home Amber," Nina explained. "Especially people who might be suspected murders."

"Ohhh. Sorry!"

"It's okay," Fabian laughed at Amber, "You are right, you guys need more of Sarah's story in the play."

"I just want to be careful about it all that's all." Camilla shrugged.

"I think we have more pressing issues to sort out than the school play!" Patricia butted in.

"The riddle!" Fabian exclaimed, "I haven't been to the library yet?!"

"I was thinking more the elixir," Patricia said.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about that too," Nina spoke softly. From the face, Amber pulled it was clear she had thought about the elixir about as much as Camilla had. Which was not much.

"And yet we have no answers." Camilla sighed dramatically.

"Maybe we are going to have to start thinking about all this Cam." Amber teased, causing the gang to smile at the duo.

The rest of the day went smoothly by, bar the whole Mara's new look gossip flying around, getting more and more under Amber's skin. Camilla tried her best all day to reassure the girl but she couldn't wait for the new look to become old news already. By the time she climbed into bed that night she was glad that the day was over. As sleep washed over her she missed her ring glowing. Camilla found herself back down in the cellar, the last dream she had like that one flooding back in her brain. Holding her head as the memories swarmed back, she let out a gasp. "Right, so creepy cult practicing under the house, check. Ghost Camilla again..." the girl walked over to Victor's laboratory equipment and waved her hand through a test-tube. "check." She turned on and heel and let out a gasp, Alfie was sat on the bottom step of the cellar. When he hadn't been seen most evening she assumed he was up to something with Jerome, but it seemed his friend had abandoned him down in the cellar. "Oh Alfie, what have you got yourself into." She whispered. The click of the key in the lock caused both of them to look up, "go hide!" she urged the boy in the zombie costume, knowing she couldn't be seen as technically her body was up in her bed, but Alfie could still get in trouble and she wanted to help him. Alfie rushed towards the cupboard and closed himself inside, just in time as the cult of people, all in cloaks came down the stairs one at a time.

They all encircled Victor, and their chanting began. Camilla remembered all this from before and she tried to figure out what it was she was trying to be shown. As Victor lifted his hands in the air something caught her eyes. It was a pendant on a metal necklace, around the same length as Nina's locket. But the pendant was of a woman, with wings. She stepped forward, being dawned towards the necklace. It was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen, and she felt as if it was hers for some reason, but didn't know how to could be if it was around Victor's neck. As she reached her fingers out to touch it, a creak of wood broke her from her trance as she turned to see Alfie peeking out from his hiding place. The necklace could be gotten on another day, right now the only thing that mattered was somehow waking up her body upstairs and getting Alfie out of the Cellar.

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