Highlander: Duality

A.N. Okay. I swear this came out of nowhere. I mean I just cranked out these first 2 chapters today. I got to watching some Highlander episodes on Youtube and I absolutely love the character of Methos as portrayed by the amazing Peter Wingfield. I have alwasy wondered about the background of Methos. I have also wondered about how immortality would take hold in twins. Well, here you go. The best of both.

Disclaimer: I do not own Highlander. That right goes to the writers Scott Reins and Dom Tordjmann. If I did, Methos would've had his own show instead of Amanda and Ritchie would still have his head. So, nope, not mine. I am just borrowing the characters for a bit. This is just a work of my overactive imagination. ( Very Overactive.)

Chapter 1: Not possible...

'The bond between twins is magical and mysterious. It is the cement that holds them together, and ironically, can be a wedge that can also come between them and other people. Being very intense and often uncontrollable, this bond can create misunderstandings by seeming to have a life all its own.'

(Excerpted from Dancing Naked in Front of the Fridge: And Other Lessons from Twins by Nancy J. Sipes, Ph.D. and Janna S. Sipes, J.D.)

The buzzing sensation hit me hard as I entered the small french cafe. As I scanned the small establishment with my hand clenched on my coat, a feeling of calm passed over me, and I knew I was safe. My eyes fell upon a young man with dark, almost black hair that shone red when the light hit it and I smiled. when I sat down across from him, I found a coffee and a bagel with cream cheese in front of me.

"Okay, either that was a good guess or I am getting pretty predictable."

The young man smile at me and leaned back in his seat. "I would say predicatable, but I am your brother after all." Suddenly the smile was gone and he leaned down and grabbed a newspaper from his messenger bag beside him.

"Someone was murdered last night. A man named Don Seltzer. they say he was stabbed to death."

My breath caught in my throat at his words, "No, not Don. He was such a great guy. So knowledgable for someone of his age. do they happen to know who killed him?"

"No, they have yet to find a suspect. I mean there weren't even any prints at the scene, thats how thorough this killer was. Diana, there also more."

I nodded at him to continue.

"They found a strange circle shaped tattoo on his left wrist, there was a stylised W inside the circle."

My eyes widened at those words and lowering my voice to a whisper, "A Watcher? Arek, if he was a watcher, he couldn't have been a fielder, he had to have been a researcher. all those books he was pouring over looked really old. I wonder what he was looking for?"

"Or who? The police found a piece of parchment that had some letters written in blood on it."

My gut twisted sharply in dread as I asked him, "What letters, Arek?"

"M and E. If he was a watcher and a researcher to boot, who is the one immortal I would want to find above all others?"

"Methos." I softly finished for him.

He nodded in assent, "Methos."

As the name sunk in, my eyes widened in shock and I furiously shook my head in disbelief. "No, it can't be. My god, Arek. Its just not possible. Methos? He has not been spotted for thousands of years. If he was still around, a watcher would have spotted him by now and you know that. Everyone thinks that he's nothing more than a myth; a legend."

He nodded, "Yes, but you and I know differently, Ara. Word is out that Kallas is going to incredible lengths to find him. I think it has something to do with a long standing beef with one Duncan MacCloud. Although from what I've heard, Kallas is just asking for his head to be taken."

I shook my head and took a sip of my coffee, prompting making a face at the cup, causing my brother to chuckle. "Argh! Gross! Arek, you know I like my coffee sweetened." What I wouldn't give for a nice, cold beer.

"You know me, I do tend to forget things easily. Unlike you, Ms. 'picture perfect' memory."

I smiled at him, rolling my eyes at his childish behavior. Even after 4,000 years, he still acts like such a teenager, but he was right. Even after all these millennia, I can remember everything so perfectly. Sometimes I hated it. Called it a curse more times that I did a gift.

4,000 years. Thats a long time to live, unending, never ceasing, always continuing on, immortal. I continually thank whatever deities exist above that I have not been alone on this path. I still have my brother to banter back and forth with. I do not know when we came into this world, but I do know the day we died, yet still lived. I can remember it so clearly, one of the little 'gifts' I had received from my first death. We both had recieved many gifts. The greatest one was our bond. It was a strange one, but it kept us alive more often than you would think.

Looking around the small cafe, I shook my head at the numerous electronics and watched the cars drive past the window. How so easy mortals have it now. Try living in the Bronze Age and see how you like it.

A.N: Okay, here is the first chapter to Duality. I am starting at the episode 'Methos.' and moving forward, so yeah, lots of ideas already.

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