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I could feel something tickle at my cheek like a little gust of wind, my receptors court light through my eye lids pretty colours flaming through my otherwise dark vision. I slowly opened them on to flinch back when I noticed a face inches from mine. "Ack!" Oliver stirred mumbling but in the end he was still asleep. "so your awake huh doll? You really do sleep like a log" a voice snickered from infront of me. I looked up to see shaded eyes in the wing mirror I slowly moved my eyes onto the driver. "why are we in a car?"I asked half asleep as I took in the unfamiliar car."we're moving!" he smirked "we didn't want to wake you up so late so I carried you out to the car" he explained dully as he tapped his fingers on the drivers wheel. "where are we going ? And where's the others" it dawned on me that it was only me, Oliver and Al in the car, where was my sister? "Oh matt and them lot are behind us" he grunted placing his glasses at the top his head . I turned in my seat and sure enough behind us was the jeep. "Oh and doll we are going somewhere I'm sure you'll love" Al winked at me, "um for food (or some place) ?" I joked he seemed to huff at my anwser "no somewhere even better!" he jeered "New York!" he smiled seeing the shocked look on my face. "weren't we in Canada a secound ago?" "as I said you sleep like a log?" he shrugged with a smirk " how'd you get over the boarder?" "these" he chucked a familiar looking red books towards me, I opened each one and studied all 3 pictures.
One was Oliver, one Allen and to my surprise there was one of me with my picture from facebook (over social network) printed on it. "fake passports?" I sighed "yup though that's only a fraction of what's to come" he smiled sinisterly at me clearly planning something , I gave him a scowl not liking being apart illegal things one bit but it was better then being with Padre . I looked back over my fake passport my name had been changed to 'Tora Pandora' I wonder who came up with that one? "So how long intill we reach new York?" I sighed already bored of the grey sence outside the window, of the motorway. "well first we have to stop of somewhere else though it won't be to long doll" he anwsered indicating off the motorway. Turning my head to the still sleeping Oliver his head was lent against my shoulder now and every once and a while he'd let out these little huffs of breath. "Do you mind waking him up for me?" Al asked his eyes seeming to be trained on me through the rear mirror "ok". I shook the brit by the shoulder gently "Oliver, it's time to wake up" I called, he started fidgeting then let out a little yawn rubbing at his eyes "are we there already Al?" he spoke dull with sleep. He then opened his electric blue eyes that fell apon me, pink sprinkling across his cheeks "Oh sorry poppet~ " he apologized seeming embarrassed, what was he embrassed about? "Why there is nothing to say sorry for Oliver, after all I must of lent on you most of the way here while asleep" I stated not liking that he aplogizes for most of the thing he does around me, it's not like anything he does is rude or offending . At my statement his cheeks seemed to grow pinker. " Ol, we are about to reach Wan and Vik" Al stared at oliver through the rear view. "Oh I'm sure it will be lovely to see them again~ I'm sure they'll be able to help" Oliver seemed to clapped his hands excitedly, Vik? Wan? More family of Oliver's and Al's ?
We entered a town it looked awefully run down. The streets where lined with litter and most windows where either boarded up of broken. I through we'd just be passing through but when Al pulled in to a parking space I knew fully well I was mistaken. Two men stood infront of the house as we pulled up .One was very tall and wore a knee length black trench coat with red details a grey scarf drapped from his shoulders. His hair was a mop of Brunnete and his eyes weren't all too welcoming red irises bruning down on me, much like padre's use too; I shivered at the thought and moved my gaze to the shorter man. He wore a cap over his hair which stuck out in little piece at the front and in a Brunette ponytail at the back, he seemed to wear the same colours as the other man but his outfit style seemed more Asian inspired. His hat coverd his eyes and the scowl he wore definitely showed he wasen't happy to see us.
Al turned off the engine and turned in his seat towards me. "scary looking huh?" he smirked I shook my head sides, not really sure of how I viewed the two men yet. "Come on poppet I want to introduce you~" Oliver undid mine and his seat belts quickly opened up the car door and took my hand and helped me from the car. His sudden over happiness brought a smile to my face.
He hummed as he lead me towards the pair, both watched as I approach not being fased by Oliver's over excited behaviour. "Ello Wan, Viky I'd like to introduce you"
He pulled me forward to face the two "This here is my poppet, (nickname)ie-boo" he smile wide "(F/N)" I corrected finding the childish nickname to embrassing. "Oh (nickname) this is Viky and this is wan" he jestured to them each as they both said there full names "Viktor..." the tall one sighed in a deep thick accent "I'm Wang Zao but just call me Zao " the other spoke sternly tipping up his hat to show another pair of red eyes, I flinch back slightly at the stare he was giving me. "urh... I-It's nice to met you" I stuttered trying not to forget my manners. That's when I felt someone lean apon my shoulder "I'm (s/n) and you better not forget" she spoke smugly already trying to be intimidating which failed miserable I face plamed at my sister's stupid effort. I looked out of my plam to see a faint smirk on Zao face his emotionless face dropping "So Oliver what do you need today" he turned to the blonde. "Make overs!" me and my sister turned to Oliver in disbelief "What?!" my sister took the word from my mouth. "well we don't want Luci finding us now do we?" Oliver giggled like it was obvious.
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