Quick note: I really appreciate the e-mails and feedback I've been getting about this story and the other three. I can't say it enough, but THANX A LOT!!! And to that certain one who commented about me saying "y'all" all the time: I'm from Texas!!! It's how we do!!!
"It's Lina," James said, passing Wesley his phone. "You talk to her until I get situated enough to talk."
"Okay," Wesley said. "Hello?"
"Hey, sexy," Lina said over the phone.
"How'd you know it was me?" Wesley asked.
"This isn't Jimmy," Lina said.
"It's Wesley," Wesley said.
"Who?" she asked.
"Jimmy's brother?" Wesley reminded her.
"Oh," she replied. "Didn't know he had any."
"Really?" Wesley asked suspiciously as James grabbed the phone.
"Hey," James said in a peculiarly deeper than usual tone.
"You know what?" Wesley asked, inserting his opinion. "That chick, Lina, seems shady to me. I think you should dump her."
"Where's that coming from?" James asked. "You've never even met her."
"I'm just saying," Wesley said, "some things about her just don't add up. Look, you've been dating her for about two months now, right?"
"Yeah," James said, "so?"
"So," Wesley explained, "she told me that she didn't know that you had any other brothers. Two months can't have gone by without you telling her that."
"I don't think…" James tried to say before being abruptly cut off.
"And," Wesley continued, "even if you didn't tell her about us, which offends me by the way, I would think that you'd at least tell her about your brother and sister with your foster family."
"If I can say something," James said, "I think that you're thinking about yourself a little too much right about now. Just because she said she didn't know who you were doesn't mean anything. If it was up to me, I probably wouldn't claim you myself."
"I agree," Matthew said, yawning. He had woken up and joined in the conversation. "So, what are you two talking about?"
"His shady ass girl," Wesley said.
"His egocentrism," James countered.
"How do you know that word?" Wesley asked quickly.
James and Wesley began another of their usual arguments about nothing much, while Matthew just sighed and stared out of the window. The two of them really did get on his nerves during times like these. He often wondered if the three of them really were related.
Besides that, though, one thing that they all had agreed on was that Thomas had to die…quickly. He had tortured them nonstop for the past few days, but now they were on their way to find and destroy the host body, which would end all of the madness, hopefully. They were looking forward to getting rid of the troublesome warlock for good; not only was he responsible for crippling Matthew, he also was beginning to intrude on the brothers' Christmas Break, which was unacceptable by any means. They were going to hurt Thomas so badly that it would send a message to all evil beings to not mess with the Complete, especially during Christmas Break.
By the time they reached Burdett it was beginning to get dark outside. Dusk was approaching and the sun was just about gone, although the sky was still a faint blue color. Light was starting to become scarce, but there was still just enough to get by. They all got out of the car and stretched; they had been in the car for hours. Wesley held the Book of Light under his arm and they prepared to find Thomas. They left the car in a large clearing of grass and looked around for the trail that Matthew had seen in his premonition. There was only one trail, so they began walking, but soon the trail forked three ways.
"Which way do we go?" Wesley asked.
"I don't know," Matthew said, thinking. "I can't remember which way we were going. There was just us and…the tree!"
Matthew ran and inspected each trail's opening. There were trees that seemed to have been planted as markings for each trail. He saw the tree from his premonition marking the trail to the right.
"Are you sure?" James asked.
"Yes," Matthew said, pointing to the strange design carved into the trunk of the tree. "Here's the symbol."
"Hey," Wesley said. "Where have I seen that picture before?"
"I told you I couldn't put my finger on it," Matthew said.
"Hold on, dumb and dumber," James said, grabbing the Book from Wesley and holding it against the tree. "The symbol on the tree is the same as the one on the cover of the Book."
"I knew I'd seen it somewhere," Matthew said to himself.
"How weird is that?" Wesley asked. "Why is it here? Who put it here?"
"Maybe we got a little help," James said, motioning upward with his head. "Let's go. It's getting darker."
The trail was very long and mundane. Nothing happened as they made their way along the straightforward trail. As Wesley had calculated, it had taken about an hour to reach the end of the trail, which led to the bottom of a hill. It ended in an open space, but in the near distance was the mouth of what looked to be a very large cave.
The brothers stuck together; it was as cold as it was dark by the time they reached the cave. They walked carefully and quietly to keep a low profile. They didn't want to ruin any chances of catching the real Thomas by surprise. After a small eternity of walking, they finally reached the opening of the cave. Even though it was dark outside, the inside of the cave looked ten times darker. Wesley moved closer to James, his panic starting to show.
"Maybe we should go back," Wesley said quietly. "I don't think he's here."
"Stop being a baby," Matthew said. "We're going in. I think we should use the Book."
"What?" James asked.
"He wants it," Matthew reasoned, "so we'll give it to him. We can use it as bait to lure him out."
"What if a clone comes out instead?" Wesley asked.
"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it," Matthew said.
"We're already at the bridge," Wesley said. "Anyway, I'm glad you're back, Matt. Jimmy's plans are horrible."
"At least I don't hide under people every time something comes running at us," James teased.
"I…" Wesley said, stepping away from James, "was trying to make sure you didn't get hurt!"
"So," Matthew cut in, "when he comes out, we'll surround him and hit him from all sides."
"How are we gonna get the Book in?" Wesley asked.
"Jimmy can just float it around the opening," Matthew said. "Then it begins."
"You sure there's not another way?" Wesley asked. He mysteriously found himself back under James.
"On the count of three," James said. "One…two…don't hold my hand back, Wesley…three!"
Coming up: Like Matt said, "It begins!"
