[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#B22222]Cassiopeia Hood[/color][/h2][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/f50d353ba90047f0ad9707f170596609/tumblr_ogyf9rFegy1r23joco6_r1_400.gif[/img][hr][color=#B22222]Location:[/color] Chinese Place -- Wichita, Kansas
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	[color=#B22222]”Artemis. Arty for short,”[/color] Cassiopeia said, having no problem sharing her cat’s name. Arty and Fuzzy, a weird combination but it worked for them all the same. She watched Tink get her phone and then start to gather her things, saying she needed to go. [color=#B22222]”Yes, because that doesn’t sound ominous at all,”[/color] Cassiopeia grumbled. She slouched in her seat, not bothering to look at the address since Layla took a picture. She was on a rollercoaster of emotions and torn between wanting to follow after Tink or abandon it all and head off into the woods for a week or two to camp. 
	She looked back at the boys, the curly haired one asking them for a ride. [color=#B22222]”Ya we can do that. Don’t mind all the hunting gear, we were about to head out when we stopped here for lunch and well, you know the rest.”[/color] That definitely would be one thing to their advantage, their hunting and tracking skills along with survival. Cassiopeia was starting to wonder if her and her sister had an affinity for it because of their true father but even if that were the case, he hadn’t taught them and Cassiopeia would never forget her true parents, even if they were more guardians.

[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#F08080]Willow Jones[/color][/h2][img]http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/34400000/Klaus-Mikaelson-Caroline-Forbes-klaus-and-caroline-34448889-245-245.gif[/img][hr][color=#F08080]Location:[/color] Willow’s House
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	Willow sighed with relief and relaxed as she started to hear Annie moving around, getting ready to come over. She didn’t really notice the hesitation in Annie’s voice as she was looking through her papers and came across a strange one. There was elegant handwriting on the outside of the envelope with her first name but not her last name. When she opened it, there was a key on a chain with her initials but also the letter A. Willow stared at the thing, only becoming more anxious of her new reality.
	[color=#F08080]”Fifteen minutes, yes. I’ll see you soon Annie,”[/color] Willow said before hanging up the phone. She picked up the key and examined it more closely. Could this be from her parents, a gift or a message of some sort? She flipped it over in her hand, trying to gleam some sort of recognition out of the key. She held up the envelope again and re-read the words. They were foreign to her, in every sense but the key on the other hand, the key she felt like she had seen before, maybe even held once in her tiny hands. All she knew was there was something special about the key. Willow set the envelope and papers down on her desk and slipped the necklace with the key over her head and tucked it under her shirt.