A/N...I think my quote about sums it all up...lol...

"I truly believe that all deadlines are unreasonable regardless of the
amount of time given." – Procrastinators Creed

Disclaimer: I don't own them...I'm just borrowing them to torment for a little bit.

Frank gripped the counter his knuckles turning white as he struggled to maintain his grip on reality. At this point he knew he should go to his Father, tell him what was happening; get help. Frank knew these things but he couldn't bring himself to tell anyone about the notes. It wasn't as though someone had actually attacked him, it was more then likely that this was just some kind of childish prank. Psychopaths do not just wander around sliding notes under doors. Okay, so there he went lying to himself again. Frank was well aware of the fact that this more then likely was no joke, and he was positive that whoever had written the notes was not sane. Not even in the slightest. But, Frank reasoned, it was four in the morning and far too early to attempt to make a decision regarding this fiasco. So, he decided that he could always talk to his Dad later. With this decided Frank headed upstairs and put the paper with the others.

Somewhere Else…

It is almost time; in a fortnight the boy will join me. He will assume his rightful place in the world. He shall restore balance; for although he has not chosen his path he will follow it. They hath commandeth that the boy is integrated into the Earth so that he can recall the nefarious deeds which have been done by the lesser ones. The boy is chosen and he will fulfill his duty, he shall join the Earth, he will bleed for its pain. It is his obligation to fulfill this duty, it is a solemn one but this is the path They hath commanded he follow.

Frank and Joe…a few hours later…

"You're up early, Sweetie." Laura commented coming into the kitchen at ten past six in the morning.

"Couldn't sleep." Frank responded. "Joe's snoring kept me up." He lied before she could question him further. Laura nodded and poured herself a cup of coffee glancing at the clock.

"Frank…?" Laura said looking at her son with a pleading yet stubborn expression silently asking him to go wake his brother up. Frank sighed heavily and nodded his consent heading up the stairs toward imminent doom.

Laura grinned at her son over her coffee mug and Frank let out another long suffering sigh. He walked into his brother's room taking in the sight of his brother spread across his bed; limbs flailing all over. In fact if Frank simply pulled on the right edge of the blanket his brother would land on the ground. Frank grinned evilly and snuck up around his brother's bed to his alarm clock. Frank turned the volume as loud as it would go and turned it on. Joe yelped when it came on and Frank gave a hard tug just as Joe jumped up; as a result Joe ended up on the floor with a blanket on his head. Frank promptly ran out of the room and down the stairs his brother chasing after him swearing loudly.

"Joseph David Hardy." Laura said sternly when Joe raced into the kitchen yelling threats at the top of his lungs. Frank stuck his tongue out at his younger brother from where he stood with the counter separating them. Joe sent his brother a look which clearly said you-are-so-lucky-Mom-is-here-or-I-would-kill-you. Frank smirked at his brother and Joe glared before heading back up the stairs to get ready for school. Laura shook her head at her sons returning to her coffee.

A/N Review...and I will update...don't and I will not...The button likes to be pushed...it gets lonely when left alone...lol