"Good job on that, Jimmy," Matthew said as James drove his brothers down the highway. They were headed towards Buckhead, an area of Atlanta inside the Perimeter that was very prominent. It was also the place where Erik and Lauren, their birth parents, lived.

"Yeah," Wesley agreed from the backseat. "I don't think I could ever have told such a complicated lie to my mama the way you did. And you did it with a straight face, too! I think I'm starting to rub off on you!"

"Maybe," James said uneasily, "but it wasn't easy. My dad and I have this thing where we don't keep any secrets from each other. That's why we're so close and all."

"But you did the right thing, you know," Matthew said. "You couldn't risk putting him in any danger if you told him."

"Well," James said, "I couldn't have pulled it off without the two of y'all, so thanks."

"I mean that was some lie!" Wesley continued from the back. "Hell, I was believing it myself for a minute. Now usually I pull lies out of my ass and they work just fine, but yours was just…it was…"

"We get it, homeboy," Matthew said.

"Fine," Wesley said, "but you gotta admit that it was one hell of a lie."

"Okay," Matthew said. "I admit that much. How'd you think of that, anyway, Jimmy?"

"I don't really know," James answered. "Now help me look for the house. It's on this street: number 934."

James drove slowly down the street, Eaton Avenue, while Matthew and Wesley looked for the address. It had been such a long time since they last visited that they just forgot where it was. Truthfully, though, they were slightly afraid of going back, since it was there that they saw their birth parents murdered after meeting them earlier that day.

After passing it twice, the brothers finally found the house. Upon finding it, they wondered why they had even passed it in the first place; it was enormous. It was all coming back to them. James parked in the driveway and they all made their way to the door. It was a large two-story house, painted a sort of tan color. It had a majestic look to it, like it was some sort of manor or estate.

James inserted the key into the door and opened it, leading his brothers inside. Everything looked brand new; the furniture, the décor, the floors and carpets, all looked as if they had just been bought and delivered. There was no trace of anything supernatural, which relieved the brothers. They had all expected the house to be in the same condition as it was the last time they were there. They all expected it to be set up like a crime scene, with broken windows, busted walls, destroyed furniture, and the like.

"It didn't look this good when they were still living here!" Wesley exclaimed. "I can dig this!"

"How did everything get all cleaned up like this?" James asked, looking around.

"Well," Matthew said, "the letter said that everything was taken care of. Maybe this is what she meant."

"I guess," James said. "Let's go upstairs and look around."

"Hey," Wesley said, pointing to another staircase, "there's another staircase over there. Maybe it goes to a basement."

"Wanna go in?" Matthew asked.

"Hell no!" Wesley replied enthusiastically. "It's dark! Something might be after me!"

"Like that warlock?" James asked. "What was his name again?"

"Thomas," Matthew answered. "And let's hope that he stayed vanquished this time."

James walked upstairs, while Matthew explored the kitchen and Wesley looked around the living room. Before any of them could do anything, Matthew shouted, quickly drawing his brothers' attention. They ran into the kitchen to see Thomas, the warlock they had killed only a short while ago.

"Didn't we vanquish him?" Matthew asked quickly.

"Maybe they're twins," James suggested.

"Twin demons?" Wesley asked. "That's the dumbest thing you've said all night. Where's the Book?"

"In the truck," James said. "Don't you remember the spell?"

Thomas threw an energy ball at the brothers, who all barely managed to dodge it. It hit a large clock behind them, shattering it upon impact. James waved his hand and Thomas was sent flying into a wall with tremendous force. He pushed his brothers out of the room, telling them to go and get the Book of Light from the truck. Before he could say another word, Thomas kicked him in the chest, knocking him onto the floor. James grabbed the closest object near him, a chair, and threw it at Thomas, who destroyed it with an energy ball. He looked around and saw pieces of wood that had been scattered everywhere when Thomas attacked the clock. He telekinetically threw them at Thomas. They penetrated his skin and he yelled in agony before disappearing. Matthew and Wesley sprinted out of the kitchen and headed towards the truck.

As Wesley opened the front door, he let out a slight murmur of surprise. Thomas was standing in front of him, about to knock on the door. The warlock looked slightly surprised to see Wesley and Matthew standing before him, and was about to use his power when Wesley froze him with a flick of his hand.

"Okay," Matthew said, "who volunteers to go back into the kitchen? I thought we left him back there."

"Took care of him," James said, brushing dust off his shirt and joining his brothers. "I…what the hell is that?"

"It's the same damn guy you just took care of!" Wesley answered. "Don't you know what it means to take care of something?"

"He should be dead," James said.

"What the hell is going on here?" Wesley asked.

Just then, Thomas unfroze and threw Wesley into Matthew with such force that they both flew backwards. James waved his hand and the front door closed, slamming into Thomas' face. Matthew and Wesley picked themselves up and joined James. Suddenly, the door glowed briefly and exploded. Thomas stood in the now empty doorway, staring at the brothers with a look of pure disgust. Wesley returned the look and froze him, but this time he managed to break through Wesley's power. He immediately retaliated with an energy ball. Wesley didn't know what to do; everything had happened so fast and he had expected Thomas to be frozen. He covered his face with his hands, thinking that that would solve everything. Matthew reached out towards Wesley and made him transparent so that the energy ball passed right through him. His puzzling power had saved his brother. He sighed loudly as James took over and threw the warlock out of the house with a wave of his hand.

Stupid Tom! He just won't stay dead. I guess some warlocks just don't learn. Oh well…Coming up next: the battle continues and the brothers are evicted…