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Wesley ran into his dorm and stopped. There was debris everywhere. Both his and Matthew's desks were in pieces, their beds were destroyed, books and papers were everywhere and there was a Matthew-shaped hole imprinted in one of the walls. He sighed, thinking about how much more his tuition was going to rise once the college found out about this disaster area. He shook his head and found the Book, hidden under pieces of wood and a few papers. He saw the front cover and realized that everything was completely wrong. The three intertwined circles that represented him and his brothers were no longer joined, but separated, resting in different corners of the cover. He flipped through the pages, wishing desperately that something good would happen to him for once.
Suddenly, the pages began to flip of their own accord. He almost broke his neck turning around; he thought that James was standing right behind him. Seeing no one, he turned back to the Book. It was turned to a page that had a spell to resolve conflict. He read through the verses over and over again, forcing himself to memorize it. Just as he had learned the last part of it, James and Matthew blinked into the room.
"How was your nap?" Wesley asked, backing away.
"Shockingly refreshing," James said.
"Or refreshingly shocking," Matthew added.
"Cute," Wesley said. "Well, it's time to say goodbye to your bad parts, so try not to miss them too much.
"Free the evil.
Release the anger.
Let their pain be cast adrift."
As the final words left Wesley's mouth, a slight breeze began to stir inside the room. It blew around James and Matthew for a second, then everything was back to normal. Their eyes returned to their normal colors and they looked around the room, now realizing what they had done.
"Oh no," James said. "Did we do all of this?"
"Yeah," Wesley said harshly, "and don't expect me to pay for any of it!"
"It was weird," Matthew said. "It's like all I felt was rage. I didn't care about anything else."
"Me too," James agreed. "Definitely strange."
"If that's y'all's way of apologizing," Wesley said, "don't waste your breath. There are more important things to deal with now. William is off somewhere being evil, Matthias is off somewhere else being eviler, and the Death guy is being held God knows where. And to top it off, I'm not too fond of either of y'all right now... So, since there's no spell in this Book to handle Matthias, y'all need to come up with one. That will be your punishment."
"What are you talking about?" James asked.
"I didn't stutter," Wesley shot back quickly. "Dig through this disaster area, find a pen and paper, and get to writing! Now!"
"And what will you be doing?" James asked.
"I," Wesley said slowly, "will be going to the hospital for a back brace. What do you think I'll be doing!? I'm gonna look in the Book for other clues!"
"When did he turn into the boss?" James muttered to Matthew.
"Since the two of y'all can't do anything and I have to save the day," Wesley said. "So, please stop talking about me like I'm not here and do what you gotta do."
James and Matthew exchanged strange looks with each other as they began to look for a piece of paper and a pen. Wesley looked at the front cover of the Book; the symbol of the Complete was still broken into three separate circles. But he had restored James and Matthew, he thought. He began to flip through the Book again, looking for any kind of help, but secretly wondering if he would ever come to trust his brothers again.
William fell to the floor, exhausted. Matthias clapped slowly at his son's "performance" and conjured an energy ball in his hand, preparing to throw it at William. William was too tired to move; the internal battle between his witch half and his warlock half had completely weakened him. He lie helplessly as Matthias walked towards him, tossing his energy ball up and down as he moved.
"You put on an interesting performance," Matthias said, looking down at William. "However, I am afraid that it is time to end this once and for all."
"You...cannot...kill...me..." William whispered as loudly as he could.
"I can destroy your spirit," Matthias said, "which is what I intend to do. Once I do that, you will no longer be a threat to any future generations of witches...if there will even be future generations."
"What...have...you...done?" William managed to say, hoping that he could prolong whatever it was Matthias was planning to do.
"The very people you came to save," Matthias said, "I have rescued. That is to say, I have opened their eyes to the wonders of evil. They accepted it much more willingly than you, I am afraid. That is why you cannot be allowed to exist, not in any plane."
"You got the spell yet?" Wesley asked impatiently, still flipping through the Book.
"Yeah," Matthew said, holding up a piece of paper with writing on it. "This should free William from Matthias' hold over him."
"These words will travel through feuding minds,
Reuniting them as one to find
The inner peace that lies inside;
Conflict shall no longer reside."
A mysterious white light engulfed each of the three brothers and then they were all gone.
Where did they go? What the hell is going on here? I'll give y'all a sneak peek: it's the conclusion of the story up next!