Author's Note: Ok this is where things are going to get really ugly and some of your questions will be answered. Thank you to everyone who is reading and reviewing they make me smile!
Disclaimer: I do not own WOWP. I should get up is by Teddy Thompson
"But I feel so warm in my room."
Justin dreamed. He dreamed that there were the guys all around him and they were punching him. He was in pain and couldn't move. He was being assaulted, and he could see his magic as it ebbed away forcibly pulled, taken and ripped from him. He couldn't move and was pinned to the floor. He could see their faces. He could see the malice in their eyes and suddenly it hurt, not inside but outside to, it hurt so much.
"Justin, wake up, please!" A voice from somewhere and he cried out. I'm pathetic and in pain, make it stop, he said in his head. But the voice continued it was Alex.
"Alex..." He cried out. He was still in that alley trapped on the floor and the state he was in he could do nothing.
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Alex tried to wake Justin but nothing would wake him. She didn't know whether he could even hear her. She shook him and he moaned out "Alex..."
"Justin you have got to wake up!" He moaned again and slowly opened his eyes. She smiled at him and stroked his hair gently. He blinked against the half light in the room. "Alex what...where are we?"
She looked down at him and smiled again "I don't know where we are. How are you feeling?" He tried to push himself up and got up into sitting position "Cold, tired..." He said in his half voice. Alex hugged him and she felt him wince.
"Don't worry Justin I'm going to get us out of here." Alex said trying to keep up the pretence that she was in control as not to scare her brother in his confused and weakened position. He was so vulnerable and she didn't know what to do in reality.
The door suddenly opened spilling light into the room. Two people walked in. One looked like her dad except slightly older and the boy looked familiar; it was the boy who attacked Justin. Alex stood up in front of Justin and tried shielding him from the two people who had walked in.
She addressed the boy "You Bastard! How could you do that to Justin?"
The boy's expression didn't change and his father (who looked like Jerry) just laughed. "Do what Miss Russo; take back the magic that is rightfully ours?"
Alex folded her arms "Who are you?"
"Why don't you ask your father that one?" The man said and the boy took out his wand. "But for now we have more important things to think about, like finishing what my boy here started." The man took out a silver atheme.
"Blood to secure the change."
Alex had heard enough and rushed for the boy tackling him to the ground but he shot a spell at Alex immobilising her. All she could do was watch.
They were going to use blood to make the transfer of magic permanent. She was surprised she could remember that from her dad's lessons as she usually didn't pay any attention. She also vaguely remembered something about family members and blood changes but it had gone. She made a mental note to start paying attention to the wizard lessons.
The man rounded on Justin and pushed him back to the floor. The boy then shot a spell at Justin and Justin fell limp in the older man's hold. Alex wanted to scream and to shake the spell off and all she could hear was the voice in her head saying "Must get to Justin!"
The man was over Justin with the atheme raised and suddenly the boy said to his father "No father, we need to do it properly!"
The man stopped and nodded "You're right Alex. We do it properly."
Alex was amazed that the boy had her name so much so she hardly registered the boy, Alex picking her up and taking her from the room and down into what looked like a disused church. The older man came in carrying Justin. The church was like the room they had been held in. There were chairs and hymn books piled up. But there were hundreds of enchanted candles in this room making an eerie light and an altar in the middle of the room with a black cloth on covering the top. Alex found she could move a little and watched as Justin was laid on the altar. She looked through the windows and realised that it was night.
She saw that the church had the door they had come out of and another next to it, there was also another door a little way off to in the north of the altar and a door to the south. Alex didn't know where the doors went only that one must lead away from this place.
Alex was now conjuring ropes to keep Alex in place where she was sitting against a pillar with full view of what was happening. When he was done he gave her a kick for good measure and walked to the side where he picked up a cushion that had three wands on it; hers, Justin's and Max's.
The boy took them to his father, who was standing over Justin, who Alex realised must have passed out again.
"What are you going to do?" She yelled.
"Take all the magic, you stupid girl, now shut up and watch as I take the magic that was taken from me and my family!" The man who looked like her father yelled back at her raising up the atheme over Justin.
"Wait! Tell me who you are!" Alex said trying to stall what was about to happen. The man thought about it and then said to her a smile gracing his face "I'm your father's evil twin, in so many words and I'm about to do what no twin as every done and take the magic back!"