This lady had to have hawk vision, there was no way that hiding in a bush would fail Emma otherwise.

Sat on one of the few benches in the garden, she couldn't help but rub the soreness from the pinching session her cheek had to endure as the blond haired woman before her continued to cooed how adorable she was and Emma could help but feel a bit concern for her husband who was looked like he had not slept in days.

Things like this happened rarely, however when it did there was always a sort of buzz in the orphanage, mainly to the children as most tried to make themselves as desirable and presentable as possible.

Once while smoothing out Elizabeth the 3rd's fur, Billy had bitterly compared it to a pet store and after dealing with some of the aftermath (i.e. distraught crying children) Emma couldn't help but somewhat agree.

Brushing the side of her head, the wife cooed, "Isn't she lovely darling? So cute that I could wrap her up and never let go~!

The man snorted, suddenly waking from his sudden nap and when he agreed Emma got a bit nervous.

Don't get the wrong idea, the couple seemed like really good people, with the wife like a bright ray of sunshine to the point of blindness and the husband, even while appearing to be the equivalent of a man drowned in paperwork seemed to be happy if the way his eyes sleepy eyed his wife in content. Even with all this, considering how Emma was an adult in a child's body just felt weird, not to mention she had already grown attached to the orphanage and its inhabitants.

"I'm not really up for that, but there is this one other kid you might like." Emma said, holding a hand up to stop the hand appending to pinch her cheeks again.

The couple looked confused, before they could say anything however the girl felt something cool slide up the neck and the next thing she knew, the adults were out of the room in a flash. The wife screeching her head off with her poor husband dragged behind like a rag doll.

Ears partly ringing, Emma reached up and feeling smooth scales she commented. "That was a bit of an overkill Tom, not everyone takes well to having a snack in their face." Pause, "No offence Solomon."

The small garden snake hissed.

"He said no problem," Tom explained, a look of pure boredom on his face.

It took some time but it was revealed that Tom was apparently a snake whisperer, while everyone (mainly their church pastor) thought that it was a curse from Satan, Emma thought that it was cool hell considering HE COULD TALK TO FREAKING SNAKES, WHY WOULDN'T YOU WANT THAT?!

A surprised to be sure, but a welcome one.

"So, what's up?" Dusting the dirt from her dress, Emma got confused at the blank look on his face.

" needs you right now."

"With what?" The girl was confused as she rubbed the gardens snakes head who intern hissed, pleased.

He shrugged and after handing Solomon back Emma left. She brushed past Billy on her way out and the older boy watched after the child for a moment before turning his harden gaze to Tom.

Billy scowled, "I know what you're doing Riddle, so cut it out."

At first the dark-haired child simply raised a brow and gave the older boy a look of pure annoyance. "I don't know what you're talking about, Stubbs."

The two had a stare down.

Billy for as long as he could remember was always put off by the younger orphan. He couldn't explain it, but unexplained things had always happened around Tom, those who had slighted the boy in the slightest often having unfortunate things happen to them. He made them hurt no matter what they did. Billy was no saint him-self, for from it however after what happened on that trip to the Beach it was as if a switch was flipped. Amy had told him what had really happened.

Emma could have died that day.

All because of him.

"Stay away from her." There was no mistaken on who he was talking about. "Emma may be blind, too native but we all know who you really are, what you really are. A freak."

Annoyance slowly turning into a cold fury, Tom stayed silent as Billy left.

Dark eye flashed a dim red.