Better not bite the hands that review me!
chyp: I'm glad you liked the last two chapters, but sorry you didn't care for that "F" bomb I dropped. I usually try to keep my stories pretty mild, but this time I just decided to go for it. Besides, it sounded funny to me! Anyways, I'll try to keep you in mind as I keep writing because I don't wanna lose such a valuable resource as yourself.
Raya: Mardi Gras… I gotta admit that I've never ever ever been to one, and I live basically right next door to it. There was always something goin' on that kept me from goin'. I'll have to make it out there for one before I get too old to do it. The window of opportunity is growin' ever smaller, though! AND, thanx for likin' the chapters thus far!
Matthew stood up from the floor and used James' desk to help himself up. As he stood, he accidentally leaned too much on the desk, causing it to tip over. It was about to fall on top of him when Wesley instinctively reached out to freeze it before it happened. He didn't freeze it, though. As he gestured with his hands, the desk somehow hurled itself across the room, shattering against the wall. He held his head down as James and Matthew stared at him.
"New power?" James asked. "Or my power!?"
"We switched powers?" Wesley asked naively. "I just thought mine got a lot better, which it did, by the way."
"So he's got your power," Matthew said to James, "so whose do we have?"
"Only one way to find out," James said.
James slowly waved his hand at his small bookshelf, hoping that he could still move it with his mind. However, the bookshelf became transparent and all the books began to tumble to the floor. With a quick gesture, Matthew reached out and the books froze in place. The three of them all exchanged confused glances.
"Well this is new," Wesley said. "At least our powers work now."
"That doesn't help our cause," Matthew said. "If we get attacked again, we'll still be at a disadvantage."
"How?" James asked. "We'll just use each others' powers. For the record, yours sucks, Matt."
"Appreciate the concern, Jimmy," Matthew replied. "Anyway, our powers were specifically picked out for us for a reason. Take homeboy, for instance. He's always scared of something, so that's why he can stop time. Jimmy, you're always wanting to control things, so you can move them with your mind. Me, I'm the calm one, which is why I can use my power."
"Where do you get all of this?" Wesley asked.
"I read it all in the Book," Matthew said.
"Creepy," Wesley said. "You're such a nerd. So does this make me the boss?"
"I don't think so," James said, standing over Wesley. "You're still the youngest."
"But now I can do this," Wesley said.
He flicked his hand a little bit, aiming to move James away from him. Instead, a chair slid from under a table. James snickered at the sight, while Wesley had a disgusted expression. His expression changed from disgust to horror as the warlock who had attacked earlier blinked back into the room. He caught the attention of all three brothers, who were standing together at that point.
"I told you I'd be back," the warlock sneered.
"I knew this would happen," Matthew said.
"Wesley," James urged, "throw him!"
Wesley loosely waved his hand, but instead of moving the warlock, the bedspread lifted itself into the air and covered the warlock. Matthew tried to freeze him, but as he gestured, he only disappeared in a flurry of blue lights.
"This is bad," Wesley said. "Where did Matt go?"
"C'mon, Wesley, focus!" James said, grabbing Wesley's hand.
James held his brother's hand steady and instructed him to picture himself throwing the warlock across the room. He told Wesley to imagine it happening and then to make it happen for real. He guided Wesley's hand and Wesley tapped into the telekinetic power again, but the warlock was only pushed back onto James' bed.
He jumped up and unleashed a stream of fire at Wesley and James. James jumped in front of Wesley and waved his hand, temporarily forgetting that he was no longer telekinetic. However, instead of becoming transparent, James' body seemed to become as solid as a rock. He appeared to have taken on the features of boulders. The fire hit him in the chest and harmlessly extinguished itself. Then James returned to normal.
Wesley tried to use telekinesis again, but warlock was only forced back a couple of feet. The warlock was about to attack again until he was blinded by bright blue lights. Matthew appeared again, throwing his hands out just before the warlock could move. This time, he was able to freeze him before anything happened.
"Where did you go?" Wesley asked.
"I don't know," Matthew said. "One minute I'm here and the next minute I'm standing in the middle of nowhere. How long was I gone?"
"Long enough to miss Jimmy turning into the Thing from the Fantastic Four," Wesley said.
"What?" Matthew asked, confused.
"I don't know," James said. "It just happened. Weird things have been happening all week."
"Let's get rid of him before he unfreezes," Matthew said. "Then we can try and work this out."
"How?" Wesley asked. "If we try a spell it'll just backfire."
"There's no other way," James said.
"Maybe there is," Matthew said. "If we can make him use his fire power, we may be able to rebound it back at him. Maybe that would kill him."
"Except one thing," Wesley said. "We can't control these powers!"
"I tried to tell you how to work mine," James claimed, "but you obviously have control issues."
"Hmm," Wesley said, glaring at James, "I wonder why…"
Y'all, I seem to be stuck at one point of the story. It's real bad, too, like when you have all these ideas, but you can't make any sense of them. And so you don't know how exactly to continue the story best…It's quite the proverbial "B" word, if you know what I mean…