"M-Michael?" I stuttered
He smirked then chuckled at me.
"You didn't think I would find you? Did you?" He smirked.
"I-I..." I was shocked. How did he find me?
His smirk turned to a serious and intimidating one. He started walking towards me in lo...
"Hello brother." A man that looked exactly like Michael said.
My jaw dropped. Brother?
The man who claimed to be Michael's brother looked towards me and smiled lovingly at me.
"Hello my Alternum."
End of recap-
"Alternum?" I asked.
"Gracie go upstairs." Michael said through gritted teeth while not breaking eye contact from his brother.
"No you're not the boss of me, who's this? And what's an Alternum?"
Michaels brother chuckles, "Ohhh, looks like we got ourselves a feisty Alternum. Also little brother, did you not tell our little Alternum about me and our situation?" He turned to me, "by the way sweetheart the names Mason."
Michael glares at Mason, "No I did not. She's not ready. Now leave."
"So your name is Gracie?" Mason asked. While I just raised my eyebrow and stared blankly at him.
"I love that name..." He said talking mostly to himself, "You're coming home with me, where you belong."
"Like hell she is!" Michael yelled.
Mason rolled his eyes then smirked, "fine then I'll have to stay here, now won't I?"
He winked at me then smirked at his brother.
"No." Michael said flatly.
Mason and Michael glared at each other for what seemed like forever until I cleared my throat, "what's Alternum?"
Mason chuckles, "It's latin sweetheart. Witches and warlocks use latin language when chanting, etc... Alternum means chosen loved one"
"What he means by chosen loved one is that our parents, Mason and I's, summoned the God, Deus and the goddess Dea. The reason why they did that was because I wanted you to be my Alternum, All witches and warlocks have an Alternum once they've reached the age. Traditions as my mother and father told you is that the you kidnap your loved one."
"But since we're twins, it's split between him and me. You're our Alternum as we are your Alternum" Mason finished.
"But I'm not a witch." I said.
"True, but you will be soon." Mason said.
I was about to ask what he meant until Michael told him to shut up.
"You see Witches born have to love a human boy and turn him into a warlock and vise versa." Mason said ignoring Michaels warning.
"What if I don't want to be a witch? What if I don't want to be with either one of you guys?"
Michael narrowed his eyes while Mason rested his weight on his left leg while crossing his arms, making his muscles bulge.
"Well that's too bad sweetheart." Mason said with a challenging look, just daring me to fight with him.
"Don't you guys find it gross that you'd both be with me? Even though that'll never happen." I whispered the last part.
"Oh we do, Warlocks are very possessive over their witches-"
"I'm not a witch." I interrupted.
"Not yet." Mason mumbled under his breath.
"Nevermind that now as Mason was saying we are possessive over our Alternums. Usually in cases like this when there are twins in the situation, we either have to fight to the death and the one who survives gets their loved one, share which is out of the question-"
"Or have you choose who you want to be with." Mason finished.
I kept looking back and forth between Michael and Mason.
"So you said that you have to turn the human into a witch or a warlock..."
"My brother hasn't explained any of this to you, did he?"
"You shut your fucking mouth!" Michael yelled, "she's not ready!"
"Make me." Mason challenge with mischief in his eyes.
Before I knew it Mason was in front of me gripping my shoulders. He crashed his lips to me. I didn't kiss back so he did this wave thing with his hand and I unwilingly started kissing him back. He pulled back smiling and out of breath. I glared at him and clenched my jaw. "Wow you're an amazing kisser." He muttered while tracing my collarbone. Michael charged at Mason, but Mason chanted these foreign words under his breath and we were in the Dining room.
"If you ever make me kiss you again I'll-"
I was silenced by his lips on mine again. I tried to push him back, but he did the wave movement again. My arms went around his neck pulling him closer to me. I bit his tongue and he pulled back with knitted brows. I brought my knee up and kicked him in the groin. He went down landing on his knees while groaning.
I bolted out of the dining room past Michael. I just made it into the living room when I had this excruciating pain go through my head. I screamed and fell on my knees while gripping my hair and pleading for them to make it stop. "Whats- Ahh! Happening to me?!"
"You're getting punished!" Mason yelled.
"Phesmatos Incendia!"
My head immediately stopped hurting. I heard Mason screaming and things crash. I looked back to see Mason of fire!
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"Nihil Incedia!" Mason screamed. The fire went out instantly. All you could smell was burnt flesh. You couldn't recognize him as Mason. He chanted something under his breath. His skin was healing slowly. "Nice try brother," he said one he was fully healed, "but you can't get rid of me that easily."
Mason clapped his hands together, "now, Gracie why don't you show me to my room?"
"Why don't you got to hell?" I smiled innocently.
"Dolor." (pain) He said while facing his palm towards me.
I clutched my head screaming. "Fuck!"
"Satis!"(enough) Michael yelled at Mason.
"Just one more minute." Mason said pointing his left finger towards Michael.
I screamed again, "Stop!". Mason instantly stopped and flew across the room.
I was breathing heavily. I saw tears hit the wooden floor. Michael walked over to me and pulled me into his embrace. "Are you ok?" Michael asked. Concern laced through his voice.
"I'd be better if I caused Mason pain."
I lightly pushed Michael away from me and stood up. Mason was passed out in the corner of the room laying on the floor. Blood was spilling from his forehead onto the floor. Serves him right, the asshole.
