" irresistible „ [Jack Wilder]

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- 3rd person -

No one has the heart to tell her, not yet at least. She needed to get out of the state of complete and utter shock before they could tell her. Nobody liked walking into that warehouse to find a freezing cold, hyperventilating, almost unconscious girl. As a group, the three remaining horsemen decided to film the video before they'd tell her. They really needed to convince everyone.

- graces pov -

"You ready?" Danny asked giving me a concerned look. I sniffled, nodded and gave him a weak smile. That should convince him. "More than anything in his life, Jack wanted to be the most famous magician who ever lived..." Atlas started off the video we were about to post to all our fans. Our statement to the most recently occurring events.

"I can't say he achieved it... but we hope wherever he is... it's full of magic..." I cut in saying the words slowly but clearly making sure I wouldn't break down, I'd already done enough of that for the past few hours.

"But the point is..." My brother said as his voice cracked slightly. "Sorry, the point is..." he tried to keep going but instead closed his mouth, as if he'd forgotten what he'd been rehearsing only moments before.

"The point of why we are here us to say that we are not, we can not, quit now," Merritt took over from Atlas.

"We've started something bigger than all of us. We have to finish it," I spoke up again, the others wanted me to speak as much as I could throughout the video, so I did. I shut my eyes tightly and breathed out somehow managing to control the waterworks.

"Remember the name Jack Wilder when you see us live, 5 Pointz, Queens, 7 o'clock," Henley said calmly.

"This ones for him..." I add in before we end it.

-

"Do you want to talk to Henley and Merritt yet?" Atlas asks me quietly as Henley and Merritt pretend to be busy on the other side of of the room. I nod softly and Danny calls them over. They pull up 2 of the chairs that were next to the table and sit in front of us.

"Our parents are dead," I blurt out quickly. I just wanted it to be over with. I just wanted to stop thinking about people close to me dying.

"Your? As in plural?" Merritt asked.

"She's my sister," Atlas explained.

"I'm Grace Atlas.... as you probably figured..." I mumbled nervously.

"It was a couple years ago... we'd had dinner.... we were going back... they were in front, going through an intersection.... there was a drunk... I was with Danny... he's all I have left..." I say taking deep breaths.

"Paris..." Henley announces after a few seconds of connecting certain scenarios together.

"Once it happened I hated the name Grace Atlas. I'd been named after my mom..." I stated as I moved closer to Danny, side hugging him awkwardly as I tried my best not to cry.

"I'm sorry but personally I think the name Grace suits you better... Grace is a much prettier name for you," Merritt says giving me a nice smile.

"Danny has always done magic, my parents however both were amazing cooks. As much as I hate to admit it, I'm very co-dependant. I want to be close to whoevers most important to me. I want to understand them on every level possible. So when it happened... I looked up to Danny. He had been doing magic for quite a while so he taught me most things he knew." I smile through the sadness at Danny.

"I bet you never called your assistant fat!" Henley exclaimed making me giggle slightly.

"Seriously? That thing again? Please Henley..." Atlas said rolling his eyes and sighing.