So here is the next chapter! I hope you guys like it! Disclaimer is still the same. =3 And I love my beta, KoK for being my beta and for teaching me how to outsmart the error. Since its Skye's B-Day, she is now 22. Others are still the same


Two weeks Later, on Skye's Birthday

Raphael was forced to marry that girl. His grandfather threatened him somehow, Skye.

That phrase has been ringing in my head for a long while. "Well, what if he was telling the truth? Maybe my magician is right for once," I mused.

For once? Girl, get your head on straight. I'm always right, my magician said as he appeared next to me.

"Good God!" I exclaimed, jumping back and falling on my butt. The magician just laughed as I glared up at him. "You have to stop doing that!"

Get used to it, Skye. I'm a ninja, he said with a smirk.

"What do you want?" I asked, feigning disinterest.

Hurtful, he said, putting a hand over his heart (does he even have one?). Anyways, I'm well aware that you don't believe what I said. I have a solution to this problem.

"Huh. Do tell," I asked, suddenly becoming interested.

It might be in your best interest to call someone who can easily access Raphael's family information and his background.

"That's an invasion of privacy—"

Do you want to know the truth?

I was silent. "Yes I do."

Then call him—

"Oh no! No way am I calling him!"

He's the only one who can do this and you know it.

I paused as I thought it over. "Fine."

My magician smiled and reached over to grab my cell phone. Now be a good girl and call him.

"I thought you were a spirit? How can you touch—?"

A magician never reveals his secrets, Skyler, he replied, disappearing with a chuckle.

I grumbled and dialed the familiar number. The phone rang for a few seconds before an annoyed voice answered the phone. "What do you want, Skyler?"

"Is that anyway to talk to someone?"

"To you, yes," the voice replied.

I was silent for a while, ticked off at what he said, but after a moment I spoke again. "Kaiba, can you do me a huge favor?" I asked with a very sweet voice. This trick usually works.

"Why should I?"

"Because I'm your cousin and you love me. And because you owe me."

There was silence on the other side, followed by a heavy sigh. "Fine. What is it?"

"I need you to look into Raphael's family history for me."

"And why would I do something like this?"

"Just do it, please. For me?"

"…Give me a minute," he sighed. I heard him typing on a computer keyboard on the other end of the phone, but nothing else. "There. I sent it to you," he said at last, clearly annoyed.

"Thanks! You're awesome!"

"I know I am."

"You and your huge ego."

"Whatever. Goodbye, Skyler." And with that parting comment he hung up.

I set my phone down and grabbed my laptop, plopping down on my bed. I heard a startled yelp come from underneath me and I bolted up immediately—I had sat on Jasper. "Sorry boy!" I apologized.

He just looked up at me and settled back on the bed. Opening my laptop I checked my email and, lo and behold, he had kept his word; there was a new email in the inbox and an attachment accompanying it. I opened the document and began reading over the information.

"Wealthy family, two younger siblings, happily married parents, shipwrecked…okay, but what I'm looking for isn't in this part…maybe it's further in this document," I said with a frown, skimming over the document until I got to the part that I was looking for.

"Here we are! Information on his grandfather…now, let's see what there is to—"

"Skyler, get down 'ere!" Valon's voice shouted, causing both me and Jasper to jump and fall off the bed.

"What do you want?" I called back, picking myself back up and scowling at the door.

"Declan 'n' Lola are 'ere!"

"Give me a minute!" I hollered back as I recollected myself.


Alister's POV

"I don' get it. Why would Raph go through with it anyway? I mean, Skye showed up 'n' crashed a weddin' f'r 'im, yet 'e still marries...that."

"You're asking me?" I asked, even though I know Valon's right. Something's going on. I saw that look on Raphael's face and I know he wanted to go after Skye when she left, but something had obviously kept him there. What was that reason?

Valon flopped on the sofa and grimaced. "You're always the smart guy," he said. "You know Raph pretty well."

I sighed. "I thought I did too, which is why I'm just as confused about this as you are," I admitted. "I think there's something going on that he didn't tell us, but I've got no way to prove it."

I turned my head to look at Valon and I saw him sitting upside down on the couch. "Valon, dare I ask what you're doing?"

"What? Ember does it all the time, and I wanna try it," he answered back, a broad smile on his face.

"I swear, sometimes I think you two are siblings," I muttered, looking away from Valon again. "Now, I think we should begin with figuring out what we know about Raphael and his past—"

When I turned back to face him, though, Valon was no longer on the sofa but on the computer. "Valon! What are you doing?" I snapped.

"Checkin' Skye's emails. There's a possibility tha' she's done something already."

I was shocked. Valon's doing something that actually make sense…it's the end of the world. Although I must say I'm a bit bothered that I didn't think of that first.

"Let's see 'ere. We already knew all o' tha' but…'ey, 'ere we are! Information on 'is grandfather," Valon exclaimed excitedly.

"Let me see," I demanded, coming over to read the document over his shoulder. "His grandfather is—"

At that precise moment there was a knock at the door and we both groaned. I pushed Valon off of the chair, signaling for him to answer it as I took the formerly occupied seat.

"You suck," he muttered, walking to the door. I just chuckled and continued reading the email.

"Happy birthday, Skyler!" two voices yelled, booming through the house once the front door had opened. The result was that Valon let out a startled cry and tripped, sprawling on the floor.

"Never mind. It was just Valon," Lola said.

"What do you two want?" I asked, walking to the doorway.

"Simple. It's Skye's birthday and to cheer her up we brought home videos!" Declan explained, holding a box up in emphasis.

"I'll get 'er," Valon said, bolting up and running to the stairway to get her. After a couple minutes of shouting up the stairs he bounced back happily. "She's on 'er way," he announced, smiling.

A few seconds after that she appeared at the top of the stairs. "What?" she said, appearing from the stairwell with an annoyed expression.

"Happy Birthday!" Lola and Declan screamed simultaneously, startling her.

"Thanks guys," she replied once she regained her composure, smiling. "What's in the box?"

"Home videos," Declan said brightly. "We're going to watch them!"

"Well, it's only one box but sure—"

"Nope! It's three—the other two are hiding inside this one."

"Hell no!"


Skye's POV

"Hell yes," Declan retorted. "We're going to watch them."

"Sweet! We get t' see Skye as a baby!" Valon yelled.

"Come on! It's your birthday. Don't you want to remember your youth?" asked Declan, and I realized then he wouldn't let me off the hook.

I sighed in defeat. Even if I said no, I don't think they would listen. "Fine."

"'ere's the popcorn!" Valon yelled again, coming out with the bowl.

"How did—?"

"They called in advance," Alister explained with a smirk, interrupting me.

"Put 'em in and push 'play'!" Valon chirped excitedly, plopping on the sofa. Everyone else followed suit.

Ten minutes passed, but so far watching the movies was going smoothly. They varied from me in diapers to talking and—oh no.

"No! Switch it! We are not watching me be potty trained!"

"Too bad!" Declan said, sticking his tongue out and putting the remote in his pants.

"We have to touch that remote later, you know!" Alister snapped, visibly annoyed.

"Shush!" Lola hissed. "This is good stuff!"

My cell phone began to ring, the lyrics to Beggin' on Your Knees by Victoria Justice blasting from the device. I blinked when I noticed that it was an unknown caller and answered it hesitantly. "Hello?"

"Skye, I know you're probably mad at me but please don't hang up." The gruff voice spoke quickly even as I recognized the speaker, likely worried he would get hung up on.

For good reason."Why am I not supposed to do just that?" I asked, managing to keep my voice level.

A long silence followed this question and I wondered if he had hung up. "Because I owe you an explanation for the wedding," he said at last. "And because it's your birthday."

"Explanation? What explanation? You went and got married and told everyone but me! I hardly see how that's an—"

"Skyler, the reason you didn't know was because of my grandfather. He knew how close you and I are and—"

"That's a lie!" I hissed. Deep down I knew he was telling the truth, but I didn't want to admit it.

"Skye, please don't hang up—"

"So now you're judging that I'm going to be hanging up? Wow," I scoffed. "Being married has made you an even bigger jerk!"

"Skye, I didn't marry her!" he growled, exasperated. "When you left—"

"Liar!" I screamed. "You did too marry her!"

"Skyler, he didn't marry her," Alister said suddenly, cutting over my next reply.

"What do you know, Alister?" I asked fiercely.

"I saw the look on Raphael's face when you crashed the wedding. I knew that he wanted to go after you when you left."

"Not true!"

"Skye, it's true. My grandfather threatened to hurt you. He's a strong man, stronger than your family, and he will find a way to get to you."

"Let him try. If he does, then I'll know you're telling the truth!"

I heard him gasp on the other line, as well as everyone in the room.

"You do know that he's on speaker, right?" ventured Lola at last.

I looked at my phone and sighed. I pressed the speaker button off and moved into the front hallway; once there, I continued my conversation. "Now, why did you really call?"

"Because it's your birthday, and I have never missed your birthday." His voice sounds both heavy and resigned now.

"Why care all of a sudden? You don't care for me anymore; you're in love with Marie, and likely you're still married to her. So I'm not buying it," I spat venomously.

"Skyler, please listen to me," he said, his voice firm enough to silence me. When I didn't interrupt him, he decided that it was safe to continue. "I know you most likely hate me for getting married and leaving you out of it; I didn't want to risk your safety, but I still should have told you what I was doing. Anyways, I wanted to get you something special on your birthday, because…"

"Because what?" I asked when he trailed off, suddenly curious.

"Like I said, it's your birthday. I need to get you something important to make up for the fact that I left you behind."

"I would love to see you try to get me to like you again," I said, though it's spoken with half-hearted conviction.

Raphael let out a heavy sigh on the other end of the phone, but he continued on with, "Your present should be there right about now. Open the front door."

Before I could reply he had hung up. After giving the phone a confused gaze, I put it in my pocket and walked over to open the door. I was not expecting to see what I saw when I opened the door.

Staring back at me was a tall, muscular man, with spiky blond hair and crystal blue eyes. He looked down at me with a nameless expression me and shut his phone off, remaining where he stood.

"R-Raphael?"


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