Wow! I got more reviews! Good job, everybody! And sorry I didn't comment on each person last time. Like I said before, my friend came to visit me for a week here in Japan and I was pretty busy showin' her all the sights and stuff. But unfortunately, she's gone now… But fortunately, I'm back to the story! While I was on hiatus I got a couple of good ideas for this story, so I'm changin' it around a little bit, but hopefully it'll still be to y'all's liking!
chyp: Thanx.
Quillsandbolts: Yeah, 'glimmering' was the only thing I could come up with at the time, and then it just kinda stuck. I hope nobody else is using it! You're not, are you?
Raya X: Poor Wesley has a lot of issues, I'm afraid. In fact, real Wesley probably has a few of his own, but I won't tell anybody's business… And heavens no, don't scream! You'll find out about Wesley's heritage when it happens…
James concentrated and created a clone of himself. He found that it was becoming progressively easier to create clones while still maintaining his own self, although it was still draining. The real James sat at his chair and the clone stood in the middle of the room. Matthew suddenly became transparent and walked right into James' clone, disappearing inside him. The clone started shaking uncontrollably and finally exploded, leaving a re-solidified Matthew standing in its place. The real James, however wasn't too pleased initially. He had fallen onto the floor, frantically searching his body for signs of injury. He had just felt the sensation of being stung by hundreds of bees, in every conceivable place.
"Pretty cool, huh?" Matthew asked, helping James off the ground. "You're okay."
"That might not have been the real me," James said, "but it still hurt!"
"That was just gravy," Matthew said. "How do you like my power now?"
"I hate it," James said, still checking his body. He still felt some pain, although most of it had subsided.
Wesley arrived in the room in a shower of blue lights. However, John was not with him. Without John's expert glimmering ability, Wesley materialized above James and roughly fell on him, knocking both of them to the floor. Matthew jumped back before Wesley fell. Wesley slowly got back up, rubbing his head. James, meanwhile, stood up and pushed Wesley away abruptly. Matthew caught his little brother just before he was about to fall again.
"What the hell was that?" James asked.
"I didn't do it on purpose," Wesley claimed. "I was with John, and halfway here he told me that he had to go and he left me on my own. I barely even know that I can do this glimmering thing, and now he leaves me to go it alone! I'm lucky I made it here! Actually, I think the momentum just kinda threw me here."
"Where have you been?" Matthew asked. "We got here and we saw that the Book had been opened up and you were just gone."
"Don't you know to not play with magic without supervision?" James asked.
"Sorry, dad," Wesley said sarcastically. "I was busy. I had some issues to handle."
"What kind?" Matthew asked.
"Just your average everyday type," Wesley answered. "But it's over now. So, how was The Mummy Returns?"
"Pretty good," James said, "even though the first one was better. Speaking of that, Matt performed some scary stuff not too long ago."
"It was great," Matthew said. "What I did was, I had Jimmy make a clone of himself, you know, to practice on, then I phased into the clone and exploded it from the inside. Cool, huh?"
"Interesting," Wesley said, rubbing his chin, "but I don't really get it."
"I'll show you," Matthew said. "Jimmy, make another clone."
"No way!" James shouted. "I'm not gettin' hit with that again! You'll have to wait on the next demon to come along."
As James mentioned the word 'demon,' a bright flame appeared inside James' dorm room, in the center of the three brothers. The flame disappeared and Lina fell to the floor, completely exhausted. James instinctively caught her before she hit the ground, but after receiving disapproving stares from both of his brothers, he just gently lay her on the floor.
"What happened to you?" James asked. "You look like hell."
"She is hell, Jimmy," Wesley said. "And you need to be askin' what she's doin' here in the first place."
"I didn't come for any trouble," Lina said, making herself more comfortable on the floor. "I just came to warn you all. The Council's about to make their next move. They have a plan that supposedly will take all three of you out, one by one. Be on the lookout for a warlock named…"
Another demon suddenly blinked into the room, poised for action. Instead of attacking the brothers, though, it went straight for Lina, who was still on the floor. The demon lunged at her, extending its razor sharp claws, when suddenly it was thrown across the room by James' power. The demon picked itself up and attacked again, carrying on as if it had never been thrown at all. Wesley gestured and the demon froze.
"Not again," James sighed. "Don't bring your friends into my room, Lina. They're not wanted around here, and neither are you, no matter what your intentions are."
Slowly, the demon twisted and turned, forcing itself out of suspended animation. James waved his hand again, but this time, it had no effect. He tried again and again, but still, the demon advanced. Wesley also tried to freeze it, but apparently the demon had adapted to both his and James' powers; it was now immune to them. The demon clawed at Wesley, who was closest. Its three claws slashed deep into Wesley's arm, creating three large scars that began dripping blood. It attacked again and caught James in the chest, not only ripping his shirt, but managing to draw blood as well.
It turned to Matthew, who was standing next to Lina. He became transparent and cautiously walked towards the demon. He covered his face as the demon violently slashed at him. Thankfully, his power held up against the enemy and the demon's hand traveled right through him. Matthew, relieved, ran and jumped into the demon's body. Wesley watched in disbelief, while James smiled a little. The demon stopped moving and started shaking uncontrollably. Then, it simply burst open, leaving Matthew standing in its place. Matthew was covered in purple slime and pieces of the demon's skin.
"That's the thing he does," James explained to Wesley as they both clapped and laughed.
"To the showers with you," Wesley said.
"I hadn't planned on that," Matthew said, breathing deeply. "I feel really weak, though. I think that doing it twice in one day isn't the best idea."
"To the showers with you," James repeated. "I don't want demon blood on my stuff."
"Fine," Matthew said, "but one of you has to help me. I'm too weak to move."
"Well," James said to Wesley, "you better hurry up."
"Why me?" Wesley asked. "You do it."
"We can fight for it," James said.
"You mean flip for it," Wesley said.
"Either way," James said menacingly.
With a twist of his finger, James telekinetically flipped Wesley upside down so that he was hanging in the air by his feet. He laughed before landing his brother on the floor. Wesley fell with a small thud.
"I hate you," Wesley said as he helped Matthew out of the room.
Hell, I'd hate him, too! How unfair to use one's powers in such a way, don't y'all think? Jimmy's really got it comin' to him, 'cuz we all know what they say about karma, right?
