Nicholas's Twins (Secrets Of The Immortal Nicholas Flamel fanfic)

Chapter One

     Ainsley tugged on her mother's hand and her twin's hand. She wanted to see if the bookshop had the sequel to the book she had just finished. Right before they went in, she noticed the sign read NICK FLEMING'S BOOK SHOP and her heart fluttered. Sounds like Nicholas Flamel, she thought. She knew everything about the fourteenth and fifteenth century alchemist. She did every history project on him if she could. But Ainsley shook off the feeling. He was long dead. And there was only so much she could learn. And Nick Fleming probably had no connection to Nicholas Flamel.
    Emily and Ainsley entered the shop only to have their eyes water and noses wrinkle. It smelled strongly of sulfur, but also of calming mint. Their mother put her hands on her shoulders.
    "Listen. You both are adopted. And I hate to tell you this like this, but it needs to be told now. That man over there, in the cowboy boots, is your real father," their adoptive mother said. Emily and Ainsley stood there stunned. Ainsley slipped her hand into her twin's for comfort, and the duo turned to their father. A boy, who looked about fifteen, was cowering in a corner. The man who was supposedly their real father threw the boy a book. Suddenly, Ainsley had a strong urge to look at her tattoo.
    When Emily and Ainsley were stolen, and once Scathach got them back, she put the symbol of alchemy on their wrists. Ainsley knew what it was, and thought it was the coolest thing ever, but Emily didn't really care too much about what it was. She looked at her wrist, then their father's. They had the same tattoo! Their father, who they assumed was Nick Fleming since he wore a store name tag, grabbed the boy's hand. The person who had been "fighting" him was regrouping with his strange guards. Nick saw the twins and immediately retrieved them, and brought them and the boy down to the basement. Nick tapped on the wall...revealing a secret room. Ainsley grinned and so did Emily. They were suckers for this kind of thing. They followed Nick through it, up some stairs, and outside, where they continued walking.
     "What just happened?" The boy demanded. A girl and a woman came running out of a coffee shop. The woman saw Emily and Ainsley and stopped dead in her tracks. She grinned at them, and then whispered something to Nick, and then dashed for the man and guards emerging from the book store. Then Nick sighed.
    "Josh. You've got those pages, right?" He said to the boy.
     "Yeah," the boy said.
     "Can I see them?" Nick asked. The boy handed Nick two crumpled pages. Nick took out a leather pouch and slipped the pages inside.
      "Who...who are you?" The boy asked quietly. "And you two girls. Who are you?"
       "These are my twin daughters, Ainsley and Emily. And I am Nicholas Flamel. Yes, the one from the fourteenth and fifteenth century. I actually did find immortality, in a way," he said. Ainsley froze. And then she began laughing.
     "Emily! Emily! Our dad is fricking Nicholas Flamel!" Ainsley shouted. She was excited as heck. "He. Is. Haffle. Fraffling. NICHOLAS FLAMEL!!!"
Emily knew of her love of history, and more namely, Nicholas Flamel.
"That's incredible," Emily agreed.
"Emily!" Ainsley said. "This is so cool!"
Nicholas smiled at them. "Come on. It's just down here..."
The two pairs of twins followed Flamel down the alley way and stopped behind him at a door. He opened it slowly and stepped inside.