Hi, everybody! I hope everybody's having a good holiday break. We all deserve it, unless you're living somewhere where Easter doesn't exist and everybody else around you is a closet…well I'm rambling, so let me move on.

chyp:
1) Lina is in an unspecified location, known only to her.
2) I read your latest chapter and reviewed it as well.
3) Thanx. I had a good Easter Sunday. Good times.
4) I'll do what I can, but this story's quickly coming to a close!
5) Enjoy those days off. It's the least we could do for you…

Raya X: What's this? Raya X has changed her mind about that loveable Jimmy? Is she afraid to see him die? Will she be heartbroken if he in fact does die?


"I think we're in for a fight," Wesley said to Euler as their van drove through Atlanta. "I'm having second thoughts about this."

"Keep them in the back of your head," Euler said. "We're almost here."

It was the middle of the night when they arrived at Wesley's former house. Things looked quiet as Wesley's van parked on the next street down, as had all the other vans. On Euler's call, the assault began. People teleported and glimmered to the front of the Kings' mansion, using their powers to overcome the officers and guards who were caught by surprise.

Energy balls, fireballs, streaks of lightning, icy mists, and the like, sailed in the air. Each blow seemed to do nothing to the front doors, which absorbed all the attacks. In addition, the defending guards were becoming more numerous as they learned of the attack. As the battle intensified, the number of injuries increased, requiring the aid of Kia and others with healing abilities.

The troops opposing the Underground had been caught off guard by the Underground's attack, but they were quickly making up the deficit. However, Euler and his group were not about to give them a chance to recover. At Euler's signal, the magical projectiles increased, all aimed at a specific point of the mansion. The Underground members also began to chant a spell, Wesley included. The volume gradually increased as more voices joined in. It built and built until it could be heard over all of the din of the fight. Clouds gathered around the mansion and thunder crackled across the sky. Suddenly, a brilliant flash of lightning fell from the heavens, on a trajectory towards the house. It struck the front doors, instantly obliterating them.

The fight stopped. Both the Underground and the Kings' troops stared at the gaping hole in front of the mansion, disbelieving the effect of the spell. Euler quickly took Wesley's arm.

"That spell broke the one they put around their house," Euler explained. "We can get in and find your brothers now."

"It's now or never, right?" Wesley asked.

"Kia," Euler said quickly, "you need to get everybody out of here now! We'll be back as soon as we can."

Euler turned back to Wesley, who nodded and braced himself. They glimmered out of the street. Wesley once again saw the blue and white lights, felt the strange sensations, got dizzy, and suddenly he found himself staring directly into the eyes of James and Matthew.


They were both in a state of shock; their eyes were wide open and their jaws had almost hit the floor. What they had once thought was impenetrable had just been invaded in front of their own eyes. James quickly waved his hand in a violent backhand motion and both Wesley and Euler were torn from their standing spaces and thrown across the room. While in the air, Euler spotted a large chair. Thinking quickly, he waved his hand and the chair disappeared in blue and white lights. It reappeared right where Wesley landed, saving him a lot of pain. Euler, meanwhile, glimmered out of the air and reappeared next to Wesley. They were both unhurt.

"Haven't I seen that somewhere before?" Wesley said to himself.

Euler dismissed him and waved both his arms in a forceful manner. Both James and Matthew glimmered out and reappeared in the air, hurtling towards the opposite wall. They slammed into it, sliding down to the floor. Euler pulled Wesley out of the chair.

"Okay," Euler said, "here's what I need you to do. Think about the Book. About what it looks like, anything you can. Just think about nothing else except for the Book."

Wesley closed his eyes and pictured the Book of Light as he remembered it. He imagined the three circles on the front cover, the symbol of the Complete. He imagined its tattered and worn pages. He imagined its heaviness and its awkward size. He remembered everything he could about the magical Book. Euler positioned Wesley's hands so that they were in a receiving position. Euler then closed his eyes and concentrated on the same thing. Moments later, the Book of Light glimmered into Wesley's waiting hands.

"Did I do that?" Wesley asked. "How…"

"No time to explain," Euler said. "Find what you need in there. They're coming to. We don't have any time."

"We have plenty of time," Wesley said, his words backed with newfound confidence. "Watch this."

Matthew was the first to stir. He jumped up and glared at Wesley, who was about to flick his hands and stop time. Matthew reacted first and extended a hand out to Wesley. Instantly, Wesley's hands dropped to his sides. They seemed too heavy to move. Soon, Wesley collapsed to the ground as if his body were being pulled down by all of gravity. He was helpless. Euler was about to help, but James had created a clone, which appeared behind him and tackled him to the ground. With Euler and Wesley out of commission, James used his power to slide the Book back to him.

Euler struggled mightily, but he wasn't strong enough. The clone had him completely pinned. Wesley also struggled, but no matter what he did, he could not conquer this heaviness that Matthew had placed upon him. Matthew and James laughed evilly at the sight. They had been challenged, but they knew that they would end up the victors.

"We've had our fun," Mathew said, "but now it's time for you and the old man to pay the price. But how?"

"How about your trick?" James suggested. "Always an old favorite."

"Good idea," Matthew said.


Oh, no! Not the trick! Things are definitely looking grim for our heroes. What's gonna happen to them?