Isis P.O.V.
My name is Isis Venus Phoenix. Strange name, i know. My mother was called Aphrodite Isis Phoenix. She decided to keep the goddess theme. I am the daughter of the great Ambrose Phoenix. The greatest warrior in all of Vesta.
My home, Vesta, is at war. It has been all my life. Infact i was born on the battlefield. Both my parents died there. My mother in child birth. My father was finally taken down by his illness. I never did find out what that illness was.
After they died, my uncle, Aremis, took me in. He died a year ago. Old age. He told me before he died that i must stop the war. When i told him i couldn't, he quoted my father. 'In order to suceed, we must first believe that we can'. He told me my hair was my strength.
What was he talking about? I don't get it. My hair is long, to my thighs, and black. All i know is that when i cut it, it grows back to exactly the same length after just an hour. Funny that i feel weak when i cut it. Could that be what he meant? Whatever. I don't know. I can't think about that right now. I need to concentrate. Someone is following me. I can't tell if it is a man or woman. Or even a human. They have a long black cloak on. They are taller than me. I'm only 5 ft 3. I must work out what to do. Do i attack or wait to find out if they intend to approach me?
Nikolas P.O.V
My name is Nikolas Attica. I've been watching out for my friend's since as long as i can remember. I never knew my parents. I was brought up by Orlando Draven. He is a great man if a little strict. When he decided to do something, no-one could change his mind. He sent me to look for a human wearing a cloak with a picture of angel wings on the back. I can see that person in front of me right now. I can't make out if they are even human. Is it a male or female? I don't know. But they have stopped walking now. They are turning round. I can't see the face because of the hood. Who and what are they?
Isis P.O.V.
I turned to look at my follower. The hood has moved enough to show that it is a human man. He has jet black hair and green eyes. He looks kind of startled. Probably didn't epect me to turn round. "Who are you and why are you following me?" I asked.
Nikolas P.O.V.
I stared in shock. The cloaked figure has turned round. The figure is female. That much i could work out from the voice. I had to talk back otherwise she may attack. Orlando wants her unharmed.
"My name is Nikolas Attica. I mean you no harm." I took down my hood and pushed the cloak off my shoulders so she could see i was unarmed.
She slowly took down her hood and removed her cloak. Her eyes were the colour of the ocean. Her hair as black as the sky at night and as long as her cloak. She was beautiful. My heart skipped several beats.
Isis P.O.V.
"Why are you following me?" I asked as he stared at me in silence. No answer. "I asked why you were following me."
"I was asked to find someone wearing a cloak like yours." He said suddenly.
"Who asked you to look for me?"
"Orlando Draven."
"Never heard of him." I backed up slightly. What could this Orlando Draven want with me? I had to go now before... Before what? Maybe this Orlando guy was hiding in the shadows waiting to attack. My eyes searched the shadows behind Nikolas for movement. Who was this guy? Why does he want me?
Nikolas P.O.V.
I watched as fear suddenly appeared in the girls eyes. She looked skittish. Looking into the shadows behind me. She was backing up. "Wait." I said. "Orlando is a friend of the Phoenix family." The girl froze and stared at me. "He thinks that whoever wears that cloak will know Aremis Phoenix." The girl suddenly looked really sad. She looked away. I think she had a tear in her eyes. "Do you know him? Orlando said he knows how to end this war."
Isis P.O.V.
"He can't help." I said looking back at Nikolas. "He can't help anyone any more." I turned to walk away.
"Please meet Orlando. He won't believe me if i say that."
I stopped walking. "I will meet Orlando in one hour, here." I said. Then walked away.
Nikolas P.O.V
I watched as she walked away. At least i would see her again. But why couldn't Aremis help us? Or maybe he chose not to. We needed to know what he knows. People were dying. Innocent people. Surely he would help. Wouldn't he?
