Ok just thought I would say, I am thinking of stopping writing this story because I am just not getting enough reviews *cough* Lydia *cough* Thank the great music of Eurovision 2010 for this chapter…
… Becker struggled against the rope holding onto him but only successfully gain a nasty rope burn on his right arm. He continued struggling until he heard slow clapping and footsteps behind him. "Well, this is something different" said a strong Welsh accent. Becker turned round. It was Paul!
"Why" said Becker shaking his head, his brow furrowed "just why?"
"Well a magician never reveals his secrets" his voice came in sharp bursts of hissing, as he said this he swept his long cloak over his legs and disappeared. He reappeared at the other end of the room.
Just like magic thought Becker but Becker (being as professional as he was) had never believed in magic- it was a tale, a vine of twisted lies and deceiving slander. He spat at the grey concrete as Paul kicked Jess' seemingly sleeping body.
"Oh Hilary" said Paul walking in elongated steps over to Becker, placing a pointed figure under Becker's chin and pushing it up so they were facing. "I know you have always believed in magic"
"Never" said Becker ripping his head from Paul's white hand.
"Well it is very easy to prove" said Paul "for I am the great magician Yoturrrio"
"No, no, no I don't believe you!" said Becker shaking him head and laughing a manic laughter. Paul was getting to him.
"I order to you flashback and see it, the day I came" he said
"I, I remember" said Becker he tried to fit it but he was down in a manner of seconds.
"Well for my little birthday brother, I, with my own money may I add" said Chloe smiling at the small bunch of 9 year olds in her parents' house "have rented a magician!"
"But!" exclaimed Becker "sister, I thought that magic wasn't real" and with that the magician appeared in a puff of purple sparkling smoke.
"Who" said Yoturrrio cupping his hands round his ears in aid to hear the people in the small room better "said magic didn't exist?"
"Me sir" said Becker soundly like the bold, proud and professional man he was to become.
"I shall ignore that and go straight into the act! I need a volunteer, how about you miss?" his eyes filled with an undisguised lust as he spoke.
"Ok" said Chloe as his face came a bit closer than expected, to her face "what do I have to do?"
"You have to step into this box and I will make you disappear and reappear!" he waved his hands and an entrancing black box appeared and Chloe stepped in. All of sudden the box disappeared and so did the magician. It took a second for everyone to realise what had happened.
The scene dissolved "YOU" shouted Becker, "you stole my sister form me- I was nine!"…
What do you think? Crappy twist or great twist?