Jace's POV
We bought the small house that night we unpacked three bags full of weapons, two full of gear, and two full of regular items. We were moved in after a day or so.
D was different like she knew something...important. She was hiding something and we tell each other everything. Well almost, I have hidden the secret for many years.
A fear. We know both of each other's fears. But I have two one she knows and the other is well... It is a fear of fire. Yeah I can tolerate it but D's beatings were much easier than mine I was burned many times.
"Jace you okay in there you have been in your room for three hours talking to yourself." I hear D ask. Uh oh what did she hear.
"Yeah I am fine. I am just finishing my room." I say as I get up and change into shorts and a T-shirt. I walk out the door and down the hall to the kitchen. I grab a sword and put it in my backpack and I grab 50 dollars. "D come on we are going to get food. I am starving so let's go to the store already," I yell down the hall.
She walks out of her room (which by the way is the master) in black leggings a long black T-shirt that says 'don't care won't tomorrow either' and combat boots. "I am ready."
"Where are your daggers?" I ask her making sure she has a weapon. She points to a black small purse on a gold chain. "Okay then let's get going."
When we got to the store we saw a bunch of werewolves but they weren't causing any problems so we let them be.
When we got all our food and started home D hands went to her neck. "Moms necklace...it is... It's gone." The necklace was in our family for ever. She was pissed.
"D calm down. Just relax we will find it. Let's just go to the pandemonium tonight." I say and she nods.
A few hours later we go to the pandemonium D wears a long red shirt and leggings. We kill a couple of demons and D walks off into a group of pale people.
D sticks out in that crowd like a fly in milk. She stood there hand on the dagger. I ran over before she killed anybody. Her fists were clenched. Her right hand around a dagger. She was pissed. She was about ready to kill someone. She pulled two people with white hair in to a cleaning-supply room. I walk in behind them.
"What are you doing?" The female yells. Man she was hot and amazing. "Let go of me!" You are on D's side, I reminded myself.
"Give it back!" D shouted. "It is mine you have no right to have it. Give it to me NOW!"
"Give what to you, who are you?" The male asks D she raises the dagger to throw. She has deadly accuracy. He would die if they didn't give her what she wanted. She drew back her arm.
"Okay. Okay. I will give it to you just don't kill him." The female says. "And who is he?"
"Does that matter just give it to me! Then I will tell you who he is." D says getting angrier by the second.
The male reaches into his pocket and takes the gold chain out and puts it in D's hand. "Thank you."
"Now who is he?" She asks again nodding her head toward me. Her white hair moved to one shoulder and her turquoise eyes were mad. Her skin was pale and her nose was dotted with freckles.
"He is Jace. Is that all you need?" D asks. She didn't care (or that is how she acted). The male shakes his head.
"I need your name," he says. D turns around and gives him a dirty look.
"Not happening. Not until you give us yours." D says and smirks. She wasn't playing easy.
"My name is Jonathan, and that is my sister Rouge." The male, Jonathan starts, "Now you."
"My name is D. Now is that all you need? Cause frankly I have somewhere to be," D says even though we don't.
"That's all we need." Rouge say. And we leave the pandemonium. Once we get back to our house she goes to her room and changes. I do that too.
I lay down in my bed. I kept thinking about the girl. Her turquoise eyes pricing through my mind. I felt like I knew her. Her and her brother. After thinking about it for an hour or so. I drifted off into a sleep. I dreamt about Rouge.