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We knew every alley, every back road. The two of us moved quickly through every one of them, moving as fast as we could to get to father. I tried not to look out of the alleys, where our neighbors and friends were either hiding, crouched in the corner, or having the life sucked out of their purely innocent necks. Finally we made it. But the house was done for. It layed in ruins, nothing but a stack of blackened bricks and cracked concrete. Father was gone. I crouched down to the ground and felt the soot and ashes that were once our kitchen, our bedrooms, our home. I wanted to cry. I wanted to shoot an arrow at fate and watch it crumble into the ground, along with everything it had taken from us. I stood and looked at Dusk. I hugged her hard.

I looked down at my hand, where I had scribbled the adress Nathaniel told us to go to. "I should have been there," I said, staring at the house. "I should have been with him, I should have burned," We made our way to the house Nathaniel demanded us to find refuge in. The whole time I daydreamed about if we had been with him. Would he still have died? Could we have saved him? And the worst question, Was there a reason he had burned without us? That moment in time, I felt as if the weight of our side of the city was crushing my sister and I.
Would I rather die with him, than go through a life without him?

Al Stood in the door way of the safe haven she had come to love, she was on the look out of a pair of twin girls who would be living with them. As her eyes scanned the empty streets and alleys surrounding the house she spotted them. They looked cold and upset, and in great need of some love. "Girls!" she called sweetly. She ran to their side on long quick legs. Her small delicate slipper-ed feet left light foot prints in the dusting of snow that covered the ground.

"Girl's quickly you must get inside." She knew that they would not know who she was, She barely knew who they were apart fro their names and histories she did not know them at all. "Come on now." she took each of their wrists on her icy cold hands and pulled them gently onto the short staircase leading into the house.

Al Was wearing all pastels today and she had her hair pinned up in two great crazy pigtails. She wore a light scarf merely as an assessory, she could be outside in nothing but a bikini in freezing weather and feel nothing, but she had a love for fashion almost as strong as her love for others.

(I just want to say that i wont be able to post much, I've been too busy. Once I get the chance to I will. Sorry.)

Neither of us knew who this woman was, but she was definitely a character. She sat us down, but all I wanted was to be on my feet, protecting the city. Father always said that our side of the city was a side of scholars and high class folk when put in comparison to the other side. The love seat was warm and cushiony, as if it were used by thousands of people before us. Dusk said nothing, I think she was flustered and could not really grasp the situation at hand, what with all the chaos. Sometimes I think the world stops in our eyes, and all we can do is wait for ourselves to react. "So, what is this place? Who are you?" I had to know.

The safehouse. The first place must have been Nathaniel's home, which scared me a bit. Were we here because that place may not make it? Our only possesions were there, leaving us as nothing more than homeless orphans with no visible past, present...or future. I remembered the savings envolope in my bag. I tried not to remember how much was in those two luggage bags of our's. "Ma'am," I swallowed, "Where is Nathaniel, is he looking for us? Is he fighting? Where is he?" Why did I care? For some reason I needed to know where the mysterious man with the clear blue eyes and the deep black hair was. I needed to care. He was all we had left.

"Seen of him?" Obviously this woman knew nothing of what we were going through, or where we had been in the last few hours. "We were living at his house for about a day, but just when we got settled in the city was raided," I looked away, wishing Dusk would pick up, but she seemed shocked out of existance, holding my hand, "Our father died today, his house was burned down," I was certain now that my sister's tears were trickling down my arm, but I tried to help her hide it. The two of us had never been fed well, considering our father's continual issues, so we fit well on the small love seat, as small as it already was. I decided now was the time to let this woman know who we were. "Our mother dissapeared when we were young, father believed she was having an affair with someone on the other side of the city, but after she left he lost control of himself with dirinking, etc." I did not wish to say anymore. But remembering that helped me to realize father did not die in the fire. He died the day mother walked out.

My eyes searched him. I had hoped he might come back with her, that the two had met up and walked here together or something. It had been hours since she left the room, leaving Al and I thinking she had left for a short stroll around the house. But when I looked outside for her, she was not there. She was gone. In the city. During the raid. "Nathaniel," I said exasperatedly, "tell me you know where she is, please, please let me know," I could tell he didn't, so I made my way to the door to look for the last person I had left in the cruel world.