Authors Note- After a review I got about Bartimaeus's attitude, don't worry, he'll still be the notorious Djinni you all know and love, remember, he was affectionate to Ptolemy, don't worry, I'll strive to make it better, stick with me eh, lol, thanks.

Your Writer-Emmy.

I sang softly to myself as I wandered out onto the balcony that night, the rest of the palace was asleep, but hard as I had tried I couldn't force myself into slumber. I let my eyes gaze over Prague scan the dark horizon, faint firelights in the city below blinked back at me, similar to the stars above me, who themselves gazed back at me, cold and uncaring. The moon cast her pale white light around, stealing the color from the world. It was so quiet. Then I felt something soft brush up against my bare ankle and a soft purring noise and looked down to see a small black kitten at my feet. I smiled knowingly and knelt down to bring the adorable creature to my breast and cuddle him fondly. His purring became louder and I could feel his contentment vibrate against me. We sat like that, as we often would and simply enjoyed each others company. But this night I felt we needed to talk.

"Bartimaeus." I started softly.

He lifted his furry head and touched my cheek with his wet nose to let me know he was listening.

"Do you remember the day we met?"

He was silent for a moment. "That seems like so long ago Em, but yes, I remember."

I smiled. "It was only a year ago."

"Oh."

"Anyway, you said to me that I wasn't as I seemed on the surface, that I was something you've never seen it before and that you'd find a good explanation for what you meant…do you have it yet?"

The cat slipped out of my arms and shimmered into the form of Ptolemy. "Walk with me Em."

I sensed something was wrong. "What is it?"

"Nothing, just something I hoped I wouldn't have to explain, come along." He started off down the stairs. I followed.

We walked the silent streets for a while and I started to think he'd forgotten why we were walking. In the silence I had flashbacks of another walk we had taken together…

"Tell me, why are you so friendly to me?" I had asked him. "And don't tell me you aren't because I've seen how to react to other humans, you hate the fact that you're here."

He simply smiled. "Because, you aren't like them."

"What do you mean?" I asked, thinking he was going to answer questions I'd carried for hundreds of years.

"The others, they all look upon my kind as slaves, as dirt, they act like they can't stand the sight of us despite the fact they need us so badly. But not you, you know what I am and you couldn't care less, in your eyes, we're equal, am I right?" He glanced at me.

I nodded. "Of course I see us as equals, why shouldn't I?"

"And why do you see it like that?"

"Why should one life be considered more worthy than another? We were all born on this earth equal, why shouldn't it stay that way?"

"It shouldn't, but it happens because humans will always strive to change things, while the rest of us take the world as we find it, humans feel the need to dominate, to enforce their will upon the lives of others they believe to be below them, and now Magicians enforce their will upon the commoners and upon us in the same way…that's how I thought it always would be, until I met you." He smiled at me. "You're unique, intelligent and you posses the capability to grasp notions and ideas that far surpass the normal human mind. That's why I like you."

"So…we're friends?"

He laughed. "Yeah, we're friends."

…

I hadn't noticed we'd stopped walking while I was so deep in thought, but then I felt his eyes on me and I pulled myself from the past and brought my mind back to the present.

"You've told me you never knew your parents and that your aunt never told you about them, well I can take a pretty accurate guess at what your parents were, not who Em, but I can tell you what."

"What do you mean? They were humans." I said.

He shook his head. "One of them was, you're mother I believe."

I struggled to comprehend what he was telling me…I was only part human.

"I can't say for sure…but your father was a very powerful entity…not a Djinni…most likely an Afrit." His voice was gruff and he avoided my eyes.

I couldn't get a firm hold on what he was telling me…I was half human, half Demon? How was that possible? Not being able to calm the panicked thoughts that raced though my mind I fled.

(sorry, just had inspiration to write something else, will put more of this up soon.)