In the streets of London, a sixteen year old boy walked past people. He wore a black shirt and light grey jeans and a silver and turquoise jacket.

He had light honey brown skin and brownish-black hair that was tied in a small ponytail, and he had dark grey eyes that almost looked black.

He kept glancing around nervously. He lightly tugged on his hood as he kept his head down. He was avoiding the other people for a reason that only he knew.

He let out a silent sigh of relief as he walked into a house and closed the door behind him.

"Violet?" He called out. "In the kitchen, Ivan," a female voice called out. An Alaskan Husky pranced over to Isaac as he knelt down and giggled softly as the dog licked his face.

A twenty-one year old woman walked over, "dinner is ready. How was your trip?" She asked. She had chestnut brown skin, raven black and silver hair that was tied in a messy bun and she had light brown eyes.

"It was okay," Ivan replied with a small shrug, "it's gonna rain soon. So I made sure to grab some books from the local library."

Violet smiled softly, "I'm glad. You sure you're okay?"

"Yeah," he nodded. She gently rubbed his head and he leaned into her touch before he hugged her. She immediately hugged him back.

"Go upstairs and wash up," she said softly, "after dinner, we can work on your magic lessons tonight."

Ivan smiled and he nodded before he went upstairs.

He grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom. Turning the faucet, he watched as water filled up the tub.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his arms. There were symmetrical, floral scars on his back, arms, legs and chest. He didn't know how or when he had gotten them. Or how why, but he didn't want to think about it right now.

"Amaryllis represent pride, strength and determination," he murmured as he climbed into the tub, "Irises represent faith, hope, courage, wisdom and admiration; Roses represent achievement, completion and perfect."

He closed his eyes, "Lilies represent feminine, love, purity and grief. Begonias represent caution and consideration. Hibiscus represent power, fame and glory. Jasmines represent love, purity and sensuality. Snowdrops represent hope and innocence."

Thunder rumbled and he looked at the window as rain began to fall.

He chuckled softly as the Alaskan Husky, Penny, trotted into the bathroom. She barked softly and Ivan smiled at her.

He reached out and gently rubbed her head. "Sunflowers represent positiveness, happiness, cheer, good luck, health and hope. Bet you didn't know that, did you, Penny?"

Penny tilted her head before she huffed softly, her tail wagging. Ivan giggled softly. He started to wash up.

Once he was done, he got dressed into his pajamas. He and Penny raced down the stairs and into the kitchen. The smell of spaghetti and meatballs filled the air and Isaac blushed as his stomach growled.

Violet chuckled, "come eat, ya little bird." "Thanks, Violet," Ivan smiled as he sat down.

He started eating. Penny walked over to her dog bowl and Violet hummed softly as she washed her hands.

"Vi?" Ivan said softly. "Hm?" She replied,

"Can you... tell me about my parents?" He asked. She paused and turned the faucet off. She sighed softly.

"Your parents were the most amazing sorcerers in the world," she said, "especially your father, Ivar. He wanted a world where sorcerers were equal and wouldn't have to hide their magic. But... all I know is that after your parents disappeared, nothing was the same. I found you on my doorstep."

Ivan smiled a little and nodded as he finished his plate. He sniffled softly. Violet walked over and pulled him into a hug.

"I know those aren't the words you want to hear but trust me when I say that you are loved and important in so many ways," she said. She kissed his head.

He leaned into her, "thanks, Vi." "Anytime," she said, "now go ahead and get yourself ready. We gotta leave in a little bit."

Ivan tilted his head, "where are we going?" "To the market," Violet replied as she patted Penny's head.

Ivan blinked in surprise before he smiled and nodded. He hurried upstairs to grab his sketchbook. Violet chuckled softly and Penny looked at her.

She sighed softly and rubbed her face. 'I can't tell him... not yet,' she thought bitterly, 'he isn't ready yet.' She grabbed her jacket and Penny's leash.

Penny walked up to her and Violet patted her head. Ivan came downstairs, almost tripping over his feet.

Violet laughed. "Slow down there, kiddo." He smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry! I'm just excited," he giggled. "I can see that," she smiled as he put on his shoes and his jacket.

"Hopefully the rain's stopped," Ivan said. Penny barked and he giggled as he rubbed her head. Violet smiled softly, almost sadly. He looked so much like his father. It was almost haunting to her and it hurt but she ignored that feeling as they walked out of their apartment.

Luckily it was only drizzling. Violet sighed softly and Ivan looked at her.

"You okay?" He asked. "Yeah," she said, "now since we're heading to the market, I want you to stay as close to me as possible, got it?"

Ivan pouted but nodded. She chuckled and ruffled his hair. He squeaked and swatted her hand away with a giggle. Penny barked, her tail wagging. The three started walking to the market.

Ivan and Penny walked a little further ahead but managed to stay in Violet's line of sight. She watched them with a soft chuckle. She sighed deeply before she looked at the grey clouds. She could see the sun piercing through and it made her frown.

She looked back at Ivan who was rubbing Penny's head.

'Not yet,' Violet silently told herself as she gripped her wrist, 'he can't know yet. Otherwise things will become even more difficult. It's what his parents would've wanted. I... I can do this.'

She exhaled and walked after Ivan and Penny. She knew that it was a risk but she knew that Ivan's powers were growing stronger with each passing day. And she felt guilty that she hadn't taught him all that he needed to know. But she knew that he was strong and kind. She could only hope that he would push through the oncoming storm.