Hey, I'm Niki. A magician. I moved/ran away to America when I was 16. Magic is all I've ever wanted to do but with struggling for money and living on my own I had to turn to some of my other talents to get by. I'm a street racer so that's how I make money when I'm desperate but street magic and the occasional con trick is usually enough for me. I found a tarot card in my pocket and from that moment on my life was flipped. This is a Jack Wilder fanfic and will contain some of the main scenes from Now You See Me so I would suggest watching it first to avoid the spoilers. It's an amazing film and Dave Franco ;)

Ashlynn Roberts was always drawn to the art of magic. She was always fascinated by the way a magician could make a card disappear, or make a bird appear from a cloth. Since she was small, she learned the art of magic, from performing tricks to entertain or telling her stories of magicians and escape artists. Ashlynn then grows up and becomes an escape artist/ magician, wowing the streets of NY with her tricks and illusions. Then after one of her performances, she finds a Tarot card with the symbol of 'The Eye,' one of the magic stories that her father told her as a young girl. Following the instructions the card has, she meets up with four other magicians, one of them being Jack Wilder. Ashlynn finds herself being drawn to him, but as the two get closer to each other, the danger also gets closer. Together, they must become The Five Horsemen in order to become part of 'The Eye.' But do they really know what they're getting into? Or are they too close to see the truth?

temperance (n.) ❝moderation in action, thought, or feeling❞ ❝strange,❞ the magician mumbled out loud. ❝why would my tarot card be the temperance.❞ she pondered over it and continued her research, waiting for the day that was printed on the back of said, tarot card.

You've been a homeless aspiring magician since you were 16, to avoid getting caught by an orphanage. 7 years later, you watch the death of Jack Wilder from the sidewalk, but you didn't believe he actually died, since you were the only person in the world(other than the Four Horsemen) to see the whole trick go down. One year later, you go to a bar to escape your abusive boyfriend, where a disguised Jack Wilder is sitting next to the only available seat. You sit next to him, and spark up a conversation. Then when your boyfriend shows up, you leave, leaving Jack a clue telling him you need help. Does he come and help you? What's to come in your future? *Takes place 3 months before NYSM2* Warnings: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR NYSM2 **duh** Could potentially get slightly smutty, but I promise I won't get too descriptive References to abuse, cutting, and sex(nothing too graphic) ***sorry***

SEQUEL TO "DEATH EMPRESS" It's been a year since anyone's heard of the infamous Horsemen's whereabouts after their great stunt pulled off in New York City. After showering their final audience with feign dollar bills and holographically jumping off of a rooftop, the Horsemen remained a mystery to the world--until now. When their comeback performance is interrupted by an anonymous individual who reveals all of the Horsemen's secrets, they have no choice but to flee. Sliding down a tube in New York City, they land all the way in Macau, China, captured by a spoiled technology prodigy who forces them to steal a data-mining device for his own gain. For Kate Sherman, it's been almost a year since she's seen the Horsemen after leaving for her own unknown reasons. As she agrees to join the Horsemen in one more scheme, she has to work alongside people she thought she would never see again, including a boy who she had once promised to never leave behind.

[THIS STORY WAS FIRST PUBLISHED IN 2013. ALL CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN REEDITED AS OF 6/11/16] The five horsemen are consisted of five magicians who are desperate to get into the maybe or not so real secret society of magicians called "The Eye". Although in this fan written work, there is a different kind of magic going on. Something between Jack Wilder and Kate Sherman makes them inseparable, until everything takes a wrong turn.