This was sort of a challenge from a friend. I thought it would be fun. So here is my first attempt at slash. Please let me know what you think, I love reviews. Two pairings: Tyler/Pogue and Caleb/Reid. If you don't like Slash, I wouldn't read the following. Rated M for sexual content in later chapters. Thank you.

Tyler Simms stood on the edge of the cliff and stared into the misty distance. He'd lost track of time, the moon was already setting. In a week, he would ascend; he wasn't ready for the power. Caleb Danvers was the first to ascend the four first sons born of Ipswich. His power was doubled when his father willed his power to Caleb to save his life. While the power saved his life in the battle with Chase Collins, it also put his life in grave danger. Caleb came out of the battle fully addicted. It took months to get him back to normal, and Tyler still worried about him. He worried about them all.

Reid Garwin and Pogue Parry ascended just a couple of months ago, their eighteenth birthdays nearly a month apart. Reid had always been prone to using excessively. Caleb, as the eldest and by default the leader of their brotherhood, spent many hours yelling at Reid for his reckless behavior and his unabashed use of their magic in public. Reid seemed to catch a clue when he watched Caleb go through withdrawal, but that didn't mean that Reid wouldn't revert back to his old ways when the memory of Caleb's screams echoing through the mansion seemed more like a nightmare than reality.

Pogue, on the other hand, was more like Tyler. He used their power before ascension just like the rest of them, but he seemed to have a handle on it once he ascended. And after he ascended, nothing changed for him. The occasional spell didn't seem to hook Pogue like it hooked Caleb or Reid.

Tyler didn't want to ascend. He was a year behind the other three. Caleb's was going to Harvard, Reid and Pogue were going to Princeton, and Tyler was stuck in high school for another year. What was he going to do with his friends when the autumn blew into Ipswich. The summer had only just started, but Tyler already feared the end of it.

"What are you doing out here?"

Tyler didn't need to see his face to know who was standing behind him. Pogue's lazy drawl was distinctive.

"Couldn't sleep," Tyler muttered.

Pogue shifted behind him and then finally moved in beside him.

"What are you doing out here?" Tyler asked.

Pogue shrugged. "I don't know, felt the need for a drive and ended out here."

Tyler hadn't even registered the sound of his motorcycle. He glanced over his shoulder looking for the new black speed demon his parents bought for him for his birthday after Chase destroyed the yellow beauty he got his previous birthday.

"I left her near the road, I hiked in," Pogue explained.

"Where are the others?"

Pogue shrugged again. "Last I knew Caleb was off with Sarah and no one ever knows where Reid is nowadays."

Tyler smirked. "Reid will reappear when it's good for him."

"Seriously, Ty, what are you doing out here?" Pogue stared at Tyler's sharp profile. He looked younger than the rest of them, partially he just had a baby face. There was a naiveté about Tyler that the rest of them didn't have anymore.

"Thinking."

Pogue nudged him with his shoulder. "Is this about you ascending in a few days?"

"My father is all excited and saying that we should celebrate on the night of my ascension, not my birthday…my ascension. He doesn't care that I'm most likely going to be accepted into Yale or that I'm captain of the swim team. He acts like I'm nothing until I get my powers."

Pogue didn't respond; he celebrated with the brotherhood the night of his eighteenth birthday. Pogue didn't have a relationship with his parents, and he didn't want one. Reid was the rebel in his family, and was constantly fighting with his family, but if Reid were in trouble, his family would be there to bail him out. Caleb was still reeling from the death of his father and taking on a ton of guilt since his father willed him his power. Pogue's family was gone. He inherited the family fortune, but he preferred to sleep on the sofa bed in the basement rather than his five star bedroom. He only kept one servant around, Marcus, who'd been around since as long as he could remember. Marcus was family as far as Pogue was concerned.

"Where's Kate?" Tyler broke the silence.

"You didn't hear? Her and I broke up."

"For good? Or until she decides to take you back?"

Pogue punched his shoulder playfully, but it still smarted. "For good. I broke up with her."

Tyler's head snapped toward him. "What happened?" Tyler studied his friend. His long hair fluttered across his face in the breeze. He was staring across the distance as Tyler had been a few moments ago.

"Things haven't been the same between us since everything went down with Chase. She was nearly killed because she knew me, and I think that she was trying to make it work, but it wasn't working…for either of us."

"I'm sorry," Tyler murmured quietly.

"Okay, enough of his moping shit, let's go to Nicky's and blow off some steam." He threw his arm around Tyler's shoulders. "Come on, I'll kick your ass in pool."

Tyler smiled and let Pogue lead the way.

To be continued...