I hope everyone's enjoying the season finale of the 'Complete' series! It's been a work in progress for some time now, and I just wanna take time out to thank everybody who's been reviewing!
Quillsandbolts: Thanx for the review. Every now and then I try to throw in a "Charmed" reference and then take it another way. You know, just for the sake of homage! I'm glad you're likin' it!
Raya X: Please pick your mouth up from the floor; it'll get dirty… And "eek" is right! It's never good to become exposed, I believe. I can't guarantee everyone's safety in the end, though…
chyp: Oh yeah, they're in some pretty deep trouble. Are they man enough to dig their way out?
Hours had passed. The night had gone by. James, Matthew, and Wesley were locked inside of their dorm room, unable to leave. They were lucky that everything had happened on their floor. After the incident, they quickly took cover in James' room. It wasn't soon after that the students were crowded in front of the door. They wanted to know what was going on, and they wanted to know by any means necessary. Since the time of exposure, the other students had forgotten about everything else. They consistently beat on James' door, demanding to know what had happened. To them, it seemed like the brothers had killed someone. They had no idea that Miles was a warlock; he looked like a normal human being.
Life had suddenly become a lot harder for the brothers. Despite all the power they possessed as the Complete, they had been rendered powerless in a matter of moments. Things seemed to be at their worst; there was just no conceivable way for them to return this genie back into its bottle. They could not use their powers on the crowd, which was growing larger by the hour as more and more people became aware of what had happened. As the crowd increased in size, the rumors started to get more and more out of control. In the beginning, it was said that "they made that guy explode." As the hours passed, the story had been through many alterations. The most recent was "they had tackled him to the ground and forced him to drink some chemicals that made him explode." The stories just got weirder and weirder.
"I can't believe this," Matthew said, looking out of James' peephole. "Every student here is out there. It's a good thing this happened at night, otherwise the deans would be asking questions as well."
"It's not a good thing at all," James corrected. "We've been exposed! We can't even leave the room."
"I'm so stupid," Wesley said in a low voice that James and Matthew could barely hear. "This is all my fault."
"How is it your fault?" Matthew asked.
"If I hadn't checked behind me before freezing Miles," Wesley explained, "this whole thing would have been avoided."
"It's not your fault," James said. "It was an honest mistake. I mean, we should've known better anyway than to not check around before doing our job."
"If it's anybody's fault," Matthew said, "it's our fault, all of us. Don't blame this whole thing on yourself."
"We don't have time to point fingers, anyway," James said. "We have to figure a way out of this or else our lives are over."
Even at four o'clock in the morning, the crowd gathered around James' door had not significantly waned. They thought that the noise would have died down, or at least stopped until the next day, but it seemed as though every person in Oxford College had packed themselves into Branham Hall, more curious than ever.
Wesley hadn't been able to sleep at all because of the constant ranting and raving, as well as his overwhelming sense of guilt. He had tried to fall asleep many times, but it was useless. James and Matthew had packed pillows over their heads and had been asleep for at least a couple of hours, but he remained wide awake. The stress was killing him. It was too much for him to bear. He got out of the chair and scribbled a short note on James' desk in messy handwriting: I'll be back.
He grabbed his keys and looked out of the peephole. It was unbelievable! People were even camped outside of their dorm room just to make sure that they would see them when they finally had to come out of there. Crossing his fingers, he slowly opened the door. The volume of the noise increased tenfold as it invaded James' room. Before things got too loud, Wesley quickly flicked his hand.
Silence. For the first time in a long time, there was true silence. Why hadn't he done that before, he thought to himself as he carefully tiptoed through the frozen sea of humanity. It took a while, but he finally managed to get out of Branham Hall and to his car, where he sped off to an unknown destination.
"Our plan is going perfectly," Anamalech announced to the other Council members. "Everything is as it should be. The Complete have been exposed as evil beings, rendering them completely powerless."
"Also," Mastiphal added, "the youngest has left the others out of sheer frustration and guilt. An added bonus."
"The Trickster did his job well," Ardad said, "although it cost him his life."
"His sacrifice was well worth the results," Andras commented.
"Best of all, perhaps," Tenebrion explained (he had since recovered from Lina's previous attack), "is that now that the witches are trapped inside their own room, they cannot possibly prevent any further demon attacks. The playing field is completely open for us, no pun intended."
"Except for one thing," Mastiphal said. "Lina is still at large. As long as she is alive there is still the possibility that she will help the witches thwart our plans. That must be avoided at all costs."
"Traitors cannot be tolerated," Tenebrion added, pounding his fist on the table. "Leave her to me. When the time comes, I will deal with her. In the mean time, let us focus on the plan. We have come too far to have it ruined."
"There may be another bonus to this whole ordeal," Andras began. "With the leaving of one of the Complete, there is a significant opportunity to destroy them. The youngest has gone. If we kill him, that will destroy their power of three, making them as vulnerable as any other witch."
"Perfect," Anamalech said. "We must take advantage of every chance we are granted. It seems that the scales are about to tip dramatically in our favor…"
With that, the five members of the Council began to create a spell, one that would focus directly on Wesley. It was a spell that would, in theory, destroy him on the spot. Without the help of his brothers, he would be left wide open to any attack, especially since his power was only temporarily defensive at best, and he was not as physically aggressive as either of his brothers.
That darned Council! We thought that exposing the Complete was their ultimate goal, but is there more? Plus, with Wesley out of the picture, how will Matthew and James react? Will the crowd become even more surly than it already is?
