[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9C00FF]Jack Gold[/color][/h1][img]https://em.wattpad.com/c710e06e7be2e8cf804fcdda9a91738fe8b12f5e/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6f7977564951515332716e3173773d3d2d3530353932363935302e313531646638653466643632636237313738343735313530363832382e676966?s=fit&w=720&h=720[/img][hr][color=9C00FF]Location:[/color]  Road to the Orphanage
[color=9C00FF]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	[color=9C00FF]"Eh, I haven't been up to too much... My sister and I are just more or less interested in the orphanage all things considering that's how we ended up as a family more or less,"[/color] he said with a shrug to Isabella as they rode along in the car ride. That was just about all that he wanted to really talk about the whole thing, and the reason that Megan actually was tagging along with them to the orphanage. Figured it was best to leave that talk to later when they figured out what the hell even was going on really. 

	Then he noticed the piece of paper sticking out of the glove compartment, and didn't even really think to try to look at it without Isabella noticing. It was as if for a moment, he didn't even remember she was there as he pulled out the paper, and saw a very familiar letter on it, the same one that he and Megan had gotten. Jack was silent for a moment, before he turned to look at Isabella, [color=9C00FF]"...You got one of these letters too..."[/color] he said, before turning to look back at the note. None of this was really making any sense.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=A36AC7]Rosalia Rider[/color][/h1][img]https://media2.giphy.com/media/l3vRofYKCYCY16cgg/source.gif[/img][hr][color=A36AC7]Location:[/color] the Streets
[color=A36AC7]Skills:[/color] N/A[hr][hr][/center]
	[color=A36AC7]"Okay, telling someone that you've been watching them for a while just sounds creepy, especially considering I'm not exactly that old. It just sounds weird,"[/color] she said to him with a bit of an eye roll. It did sound creepy to her, why would someone be watching her, or keeping an eye on her? It just sounded ridiculous. [color=A36AC7]"Not to mention not really too keen on meeting any friends of my parents considering the fact that you know, kind of got left in an orphanage and unlike others who were there I never actually got adopted, so kind of used to being alone, and not having to deal with any of this crap. Not to mention what kind of name is Merlin? That's the name of the old wizard guy in the stories of King Arthur and Camelot right? Honestly, how dumb of a name is that?"[/color]

	Rosalia was about ready to just walk away from this guy, when she saw him essentially create a ball of fire in his hands. Her eyes grew wide as she took a step back and away from him. [color=A36AC7]"Ok, how the hell did you do that? That's not possible... So what, are you saying that you actually are the great wizard Merlin or whatever? Since that is impossible, and there is literally no way in hell that the fairy tales in books to little kids and that constantly get made into Disney movies are real, like at all."[/color]