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Part 2 of Assets and Liabilities AU
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2020-10-06
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Summary:

The long awaited sequel of Assets and Liabilities!

We follow the story as Gertrude attempts to solve the mystery of Jenny Blackwood's disappearence and what connection she may have with the Magnus Institute. Meanwhile Jon grows suspicious of the head archivist, concerned if he can trust her.

Martin worries for his wellbeing and is slowly losing hope about finding his sister while Tim and Sasha catches up with their old friend Dave from Research...or is it really Dave? Darkness looms over London and something sinister is in the shadows, waiting for the proper moment to strike.

Notes:

IT'S HERE. After so much planning, the long awaited sequel is finally here! Holy shit, it's been almost three months since part 1 was concluded and there is so much shit going down, I'm actually very excited and hyped up for this. In short, the story continues and this is where things get very exciting.

Recap: Gertrude is absolutely not dead and the details about that is unknown, but she have four assistants in Jon, Martin, Tim and Sasha. Elias only exist, seemingly to be a pain in the arse. Dekker is also alive and assistants Gertrude, both in the professional manner and...looking after her messy assistants. Contrary to what she's done before, Gertrude sees her new assistants as a new chance to improve things. But then Prentiss looms as threat and attacks when they least expect it while Gertrude investigates the mystery of Martin's lost younger sister and Dekker suspects the Extinction perhaps have already emerged. However, the Stranger lurks in the shadows and makes a most unpredicable move...

But yeah, this is where things get exciting! Let's get this bread!

Chapter 1: Prologue

Chapter Text

The Archives of the Magnus Institute, London. 1998

 

“Have you lost your jacket, Michael?” Eric asked when the youngest of them entered the archives one morning, the iconic color block jacket was missing from its owner.

 

Michael gave an apologetic smile. “Something like that, yes. I think it might’ve gotten lost in the dry cleaner.”

 

“Why don’t you get a new one?” Sarah suggested. “That thing was pretty old anyway.”

 

Michael hummed in thought. “I have considered it, although I was very attached to my jacket. Well, maybe it has a new owner now? Maybe someone who needs it more than me!”

 

“Kinda odd to see you without it though…” Eric muttered while he sought inside a box, looking for a certain statement. “Hm, I could swear I just had it.”

 

“By the way, lads. I made this last week. Thoughts?” Emma suddenly said and showed a ragdoll in her hands. Michael took a double look at it, frowning.

 

The ragdoll was cute, but it looked like…

 

It was a girl; the hair was made of orange yarn with twin braids and brown, button eyes. The face showed a smile with freckles, three at each cheek. The clothes were neatly made; a blue denim overall skirt with a yellow shirt under and grey stockings with tiny rain boots.

 

“Whoa...it’s so detailed, Emma!” Eric exclaimed as he checked out the little dolls in his hands. “Maybe my little boy would like some new toys...how did you come up with it?”

 

“Oh, I just dreamed about a little girl who looked like this and I decided to use it as inspiration!” Emma grinned. “I’m really satisfied about how it turned out. I had another dream about a different kid, so I’m gonna make another one.”

 

“You like it, Michael?” Sarah asked their resident blonde, once she was done with fawning over the cute doll. “Pretty amazing, isn’t it?”

 

Michael held it in his hands, a soft expression on his young features. “...yes, I think I love it. It’s really funny, this doll looks exactly like a kid I met not too long ago.”

 

Unbeknownst to him, there was a flicker of vast interest in Emma’s dark eyes. Curiosity burned in her again, the desire to know. “Did you catch her name?”

 

Michael never looked at his co-worker, but at the little doll as he recalled the name. The name of a little girl he grew fond of, even if they knew each other for just a few hours.

 

“Jenny.”