The Legend of Silver and Gold Book Two The Old Ones

Present day…New York City

It was another boring late night. That’s what Carver thought as he drove a client home. He looked at the client in the backseat of his car. The man was on his phone talking to someone. Carver looked ahead as he slowed to a stop at a red light. It was like this every night. Sure it wasn’t the same client but it was usually someone who couldn’t afford to waste time on having their own car.

Carver thought through the list of different people he had driven in the city earlier that day. There had been the newly weds coming back from their honeymoon, the family who had been on their way to the airport and some college boys who needed a ride across the city to their college. Now it was this rich guy from some business.

The light turned green. Carver started driving again. He looked at his phone screen. The GPS app said he was getting close to his client’s business. Carver noticed that his phone’s time said it was already after ten. Carver wasn’t sure why the client had wanted to go to his business so late at night or why he had been chosen to take the man there but he didn’t question his boss. He needed this job.

A few minutes later, Carver pulled up to the man’s business. He put his car in park and looked over his shoulder. The man was still on his phone. Carver wondered what it would be like to always be on his phone, taking calls that could make millions. “We’re here Mr. Salazar.” He told the man.

Mr. Salazar smiled. “I’ll have to call you back in my office.” He said to the person he was on the phone with before he hung up. Mr. Salazar looked at Carver. “Thank you for driving me this late.” He said as he took out a twenty dollar bill. He handed it to Carver.

“Of course.” Carver replied as he took the money. He watched Mr. Salazar go into his business before he looked ahead. It was time to go home.

In another part of the city, a young girl was riding the subway. Her dark brown hair hid her face while she was looking down at the opened book on her lap. The only thing she had with her besides her clothes was her backpack. She was just reading the part where the heroic Skye was forced to release the boy she loved to try to stop Chaos.

“Is that a good book?” The young girl looked up to see who it was that had spoken. The only person in the subway cab with her was a blind man. She assumed he was blind because he had shades on over his eyes and a cane in his left hand. “Is that a good book you’re reading?” The blind man asked.

The girl closed her book. “How did you know I was reading a book?” She asked the blind man.

The blind man smiled and laughed a little. “I might be blind but I can still hear the rustling of the pages of a book.” He explained. “You were flipping the pages at the speed that a normal person reading a book flips at. You weren’t rushing through it and you weren’t slowly reading it.”

The girl smiled. The blind man seemed harmless enough. “It is a good book.” She told the blind man before she put the book into her bag before she sat down next to the blind man.

“What’s the book called?” The blind man asked. “Maybe something I’ve heard of?”

The girl wasn’t sure how the blind man would have been able to read it but she decided to be polite. “It’s called Silver and Gold.” She replied.

“Silver and Gold?” The blind man repeated. “Isn’t that written by a Cassidy Rose?”

The girl was surprised that the blind man knew that. “Yeah.” She replied. “She’s my mom. I’m her daughter, Tora Rose.”

“So you’re reading your mom’s book.” The blind man said. “At… a half hour before ten at night on a subway.” He hoped that Tora understood where he was going with this.

“I’m on my way to my uncle’s apartment.” Tora explained. “My mom needed him to watch me while she’s away.” She knew that she couldn’t explain everything to the blind man. She wasn’t sure that he would understand. If it hadn’t been for her mother’s book, she wasn’t sure she would understand any of it.

The blind man smiled. “Let me guess, she’s working on another book.” He said.

Tora smiled. “Something like that.” She replied. She couldn’t tell the man everything that was going on.

The subway stopped. Tora looked at the signs on the other side of the subway’s doors. “We’re at my stop.” She told the blind man. She stood up and ran over to the door. She looked at the blind man. “Thank you for the conversation.” She told him before she ran out of the subway.

Tora ran through the subway station and up the stairs to street level. She looked around. Now she had to get to the right street. She took out her phone and brought up a picture of a sheet of paper that had an address on it. “Don’t worry Mom, I won’t fail you.” She said.

Carver entered his apartment, setting his keys down on the counter by the door. He turned on the lights so he could see his small apartment. The living room had couch and a television next to a small table near the windows. On the table were his dishes. There was a small kitchen to his left and a door that led to his bedroom and bathroom.

Carver went to the couch and laid down on it. He closed his eyes. He wasn’t planning on falling asleep there. He just needed a small break to collect his thoughts.

There was a knock at the door. Carver opened his eyes and frowned. He wasn’t expecting anyone and his mother lived out in the country side now. It could have been Nichallo but Carver couldn’t remember the last time the man had knocked at his door. Whoever it was knocked on the door again.

Carver sighed and stood up. “One minute.” He called out to whoever was at the door. He looked down at himself to make sure that he looked presentable in case it was the landlord. He went over to the door and opened it. To his surprise, there was a young girl at the door. She looked like she was about twelve or thirteen.

“Hi, are you Carver?” The girl asked.

Carver frowned. He had no idea who this girl was. She didn’t look like any of the kids who lived in the apartment building. He was troubled that she knew his name. “Yeah, I am.” He replied. “Who are you?”

The girl smiled. “My name is Tora, Tora Rose. I’m Cassidy’s daughter.” She replied.

Carver was about to say something when Tora pushed past him and into his apartment. Realizing that he wasn’t about to get rid of her anytime soon, Carver closed the door and turned to face Tora. “What are you doing here?” He asked her. “Unless Cassidy has changed in the last few years, I doubt she would just let you come over here.” He noticed that Tora didn’t look anything like Cassidy. He wondered if Tora took after her dad when it came to looks.

Tora sat down on the couch and looked at Carver. “I’m here because I need your help.” She replied. She reached into her backpack and took out her book. “More specifically, Nichallo and my mom both need your help.”

Carver frowned. He recognized the book Tora had. He had his own copy of it. He really hoped that Tora’s daughter wasn’t crazy. “The Dark Ones don’t exist anymore.” He told Tora. “Cassidy, Nichallo, Skye and I took care of them twenty years ago.”

“I know.” Tora said in what sounded like an annoyed voice. “I’ve read the book. But Nichallo and my mom need your help still.”

Carver looked at his clock. “Tora, it’s nearly midnight. I’m tired and need sleep before I go to work tomorrow.” He told Tora. He gestured to the couch. “You can stay there if you want but tomorrow, you need to go back to Cassidy.”

“But my mom and Nichallo need your help.” Tora cried.

Carver shook his head. “There’s no evil anymore Tora.” He said. He was getting annoyed by this girl. “The Dark Ones are gone. We all went our separate ways. I haven’t spoken to either of them in years so why would they want my help?”

Tora’s face fell. This Carver wasn’t the hero that her mom said he was. She put the book down on the couch.

Carver sighed and went over to Tora. “I’m sorry.” He told her.

“What happened to you?” Tora asked. “My mom said you were this amazing guy who protected both her and Skye. What happened?”

“I grew up.” Carver replied. “I’ll tell you what. Tomorrow, I’ll take you back to Cassidy myself. I’ll talk to her to see what help she needs.” It was the least he could do to try to cheer Tora up. Plus he wouldn’t mind seeing his old friend again.