Two Worlds Made Into One
Summary: Nathaniel and Kitty are two different people to everyone else but when they take off of their disguises they become themselves once again. Only then do we see the real them again.
Disclaimer: I don't own TBT only Jonathan Stroud does.
Chapter Two
Nathaniel
Why did he keep waking up in this strange house?
It was really big and empty, well considering it was four stories high. That would certainly do the trick. But why here? Why couldn't he live in a little house like the commoners? He liked their houses. When he had been a child he had often dreamt of living in one, in a nice bed and not in an attic like he had for so long.
He wished he had been able to run around and learn games and play with the other children, but since he was what he was, a magician, he was unable to do so. Not that it mattered. The other kids avoided him anyway.
But why this large house to wake up to every morning?
The other side of him, the side that everyone saw, was the owner of this large house. Every morning Nathaniel would wake up in John Mandrake's large, lonely house, and sigh. He would get out of bed, open the large curtains, see the sun greet him and move on to his morning routine.
Brush the teeth, get dressed in John Mandrake's clothes, mat the hair, make the fifteen minute trip down the stairs, gazing at the walls for no particular reason, make some breakfast and sit at the table. The sun would continue to greet him, but as soon as that door knocked, he wasn't Nathaniel anymore.
When John Mandrake was finished with his body, Nathaniel would re-enter it, closing the large oak front doors, head back up his stairs, and get ready for bed.
During this time, is when he thought about her.
Kitty Jones.
She was the only girl he seemed to be focused on any sense of the word, adore. Attraction was another story. John Mandrake was always getting women's attention and he certainly wasn't stopping himself from giving it back in spades. But Nathaniel was sort of, stuck, on Kitty.
She was the only one he had ever known to risk her live for him of her own free will. He had known only three women in his entire life that he actually liked. Mrs. Arthur Underwood, who had practically been his mother, Miss Lutyens, his favorite teacher and friend, and the Kitty herself.
Why Kitty, he had often wondered. Why was she so… special to him? She had saved his life but…
He had once thought that they were sort of alike in many ways. Their own parents couldn't care less about them; they stood for the truth, even if it wasn't what they thought it once was. He had often wondered what would have happened if she hadn't died.
He still hadn't gotten over that fact. She had died… trying to save him…
John Mandrake often glowered at Nathaniel, telling him that she had just run away, that was all, or that she got incinerated and the world was better off without her. But Nathaniel never wanted to believe this. No, he liked Kitty… or was it something… more?
So he would go to sleep Nathaniel, waiting to wake up in a strange place the next day…
-Second chapter in place. I often thought that Nathaniel and John Mandrake were like two completely different people, and they only fight with each other over control of the body.
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