Hey, how was y'all's weekend? One of the teachers at my school got married and I went to the reception, which was a lot of fun except that it lasted for hours and hours. I think I wanna get married in Japan, because I ain't never seen a ceremony like that before… Meanwhile, great! I hit 30 reviews, so shouts out to y'all who made that possible! Now that I can do 30, I think I'ma think a little bigger and shoot for 40! It's not impossible, after all…

Quillsandbolts: Good guess…It's His Royal Highness. But 2 out of 3 ain't bad, right? Definitely a little Pinky and the Brain action goin' on, if you ask me…

Raya X: I haven't heard a good "OY" in such a long time. Very few Yiddish speakin' folks around these parts, you know. As for what's gonna happen…

chyp: I know!


Wesley opened his eyes to see that he was now in the backseat of the black car, flanked by the two men he had tried to freeze before. He looked outside; it seemed like they had taken him to his house in Atlanta. The street still looked more or less the same. The trees had grown noticeably taller, but he still recognized them to be the same ones that lined his street. However, all of the other houses were gone. Instead, an incredible mansion dominated the area, spanning the length of the street. It was completely enclosed by ornate hedging and a gigantic golden fence that automatically opened upon their arrival. It was a house similar to his own, but this one was much larger.

With the officers pushing him roughly, Wesley marched up the driveway. The guards at the front door stepped aside and opened the doors, allowing them to enter. Wesley entered the mansion and found himself in a long corridor filled with tributes to the two "kings" from people all over the country. The walls were lined with pictures of devoted followers and the floor was covered with flowers, all dedicated to Kings James and Matthew.

He and the officers marched down the long corridor until they arrived at another set of doors. The guards at this door bowed slightly and opened them, revealing another grandiose room. A footman was waiting on the other side of the door and ushered them all to the Kings' presence.

They stood by a window, their backs turned. One stood six feet three four inches and had dark blond hair. He wore an immaculately tailored black suit with a matching pair of expensive sunglasses. The other stood just over six feet and had brown hair. He wore a suit as well, though his was navy blue in color. As the black-suited officer entered with Wesley, the taller man spoke.

"Commander Hall," he said, "what have you found this time?"

Wesley had been half-expecting it, but it was still a shock to hear the voice. Then both of the Kings turned around to face him. They looked a little older, but they still looked like the James and Matthew he had known. He smiled at them slightly, trying to keep a low demeanor, but as the moments passed and no one said anything, he could not help himself.

"Jimmy! Matt!" he shouted.

Before he could say anything else, he noticed the anger building in Matthew's eyes. James slowly removed his sunglasses, revealing a pair of cold blue eyes that stared at Wesley.

"How dare you speak to us without being spoken to first," James said.

James waved his hand slightly and Wesley was hurled the entire length of the room, painfully slamming into a wall and slumping to the ground. Wesley shook his head as he tried to gather himself, but he couldn't help but notice that James' telekinetic power had grown a lot more.

"We found him just outside Oxford," Commander Hall reported. "He was without papers. We figured that you might like to see him. He may be with the Underground. This may be one of their latest plans."

"Good work, Hall," Matthew said. "Now leave us, everybody."

Commander Hall bowed and turned on his heel, as did everyone else. They all left the room. Wesley tried to sneak out as well, but was stopped by an invisible force. Slowly, the force pulled him towards his brothers, rendering him powerless to move. Soon, he was standing face to face with James and Matthew.

"You thought you could just leave?" Matthew asked.

"How insolent," James retorted.

"Jimmy," Wesley said, "you don't have to pretend anymore, even though the whole throwing me across the room was marginal. Besides, last time I checked, you didn't even know what 'insolent' meant. Look, something happened…"

James' face had hardened and Wesley had suddenly been jerked upwards. He hung there while James stared at him, anger flashing in his eyes. Matthew smiled at the sight. James relaxed his eyes and Wesley fell to the ground, landing hard on his bottom.

"How did you do that without using your hands?" Wesley asked.

"My hands aren't the only way for me to channel my power anymore," James said.

"Who are you?" Matthew asked. "Why do you have our brother's face?"

"Don't be…silly," Wesley said, changing his choice of words at the last minute. "I'm Wesley, y'all's brother, remember?"

"Our brother is dead," Matthew said.

"Dead?" Wesley asked. "I'm standing right here! Look, I got caught up in some storm and the next thing I know, I'm here. What's going on here, anyway? I'm hearing about all this "king" stuff and the house is huge, not that I'm complaining about that, but you know, it's just not right."

"You say you're our brother," James said, "but you don't know anything about us. All of this is for our brother."

"For me?" Wesley asked with a flattered expression.

"Keep the charade up," Matthew said. "We'll play along with you for now. If you want to know what happened, we'll show you."

Matthew reached out and grabbed Wesley's shoulder. Together they disappeared out of the room in the blink of an eye. James followed suit and blinked out as well. The room they were in suddenly vanished and was replaced with the scenery of a park. Wesley looked around and was very disoriented.

"What happened?" he asked. "How did we get here?"

"We blinked here," Matthew answered simply. "Now, look."


They blinked there? What is Matt pointing at anyway? Ahh, the suspense ought to be killin' y'all right about now…