Long Lost Brothers

*Seán*

I hate it.
Mainly because:
1' It scares Sam!
2' It's fookin weird!
3' It scares me!
4' I can't really go out in public anymore!
Grr.
I hate it when Sam runs out of the room if my eyes go green.
Mark is feeling the same way with Jestine, if she goes dark, then all of us have to leave the room, but that's not the case anymore, she did a ritual to clean it. I don't know the rest, but I have been dealing with my own problems lately, like the police, paramedics, shop assistants.
Shop assistants here are rude to me, I walk in a shop and I get ten death glares almost immediately.
Jeez, then they ask me what is wrong with my eye (sometimes it's just the one eye) and I say that it is infected. Bad move.
When the petty gestures are over, I walk out of the shop, then almost immediately, the whispering starts but I just keep walking away, rolling my eyes.

I get back to my house, slamming the door, as I stormed into the kitchen, I sensed something was wrong. I was getting vibes, horrible vibes, so I got on my motorbike and headed off to Jestine's place.

"I can't find her, she's not here!" Mark pleaded, tears streaming down his face as he grabs my shoulders and shakes them, a lost look in his eyes.
"Okay, I'll help you find her, but what happened?"
"We went looking for Sam" that caught my attention a lot "and Jestine must have found her, but then Sam came to me and said Jestine started freaking out and ran I-" I felt sorry for the big guy
"I can't find her" he said between sobs.
"Mark! I have faint footprints, that's not mine this time!" Sam shouted, as she jogged over to us
"Hey Seán, help us! Jestine isn't found!" I don't know how to react to her, so I stand there wordless.
"Let's find Jestine!" Mark exclaimed, and we all set off in action.
Four hours later we gave up, Mark in a nervous wreck, and Sam howling with tears spurting down her face. Then Felix comes, and said that he heard screaming from outside, Mark literally shoved Felix out from the doorway and almost smashed down the door, he was so desperate in finding her.
He came in, crying even more.
"She isn't out there, we won't see her again" he said, with clenched fists
"I hope she finally turns up, in the mean time, I'll make some soup so that if she does come in, she'll have something to eat!"
So Felix (I still hate him) went into the kitchen, and started cooking, then the door went, and we heard footsteps across the wooden flooring, Mark leapt up, and Sam sighed with relief when Jestine walks into the living area.
"W-what happened to you? We were searching for hours!"
"I woke up on the gravel, just outside the house"
"But that's impossible, we checked around the house 12 times" Sam put in.
"How the?" I said, confused, I need a hug.
"Come here!" She said to me as she walks over to me and she hugged me warmly, and I hugged her back, but when I pulled away, she looked at my eyes, something was wrong.
"Hey guys, I had a dream..."
"Yeah!"
"It must have been outside, but it was weird, very weird..."
"Carry on..." Sam said slowly
Jestine explained the dream, as we listened entreagued. There were a couple of gasps, especially when she mentioned the hair. Nobody knew what it was, and if it was true or not, or if it was predicting the future...

"That's what it was" Jestine said, once she had finished.
"So I was lying on a bed in another room with red hair, and Seán was next to me with green hair, and you were in a cage,  with black hair! That's not possible!"
"Mark, dreams don't have to be possible, Jestine could be flying in a dream"
"She floats when she turns" he contradicted her
"Good point" she gave up.
"What if it is predicting the future, I mean, that's possible, especially as Jestine is in the occult" everybody stared at me, then Jestine broke the silence.
"Impressive!"
"That is very possible, 83% of people in the occult get predictive dreams" Felix shocked us all with his statement (I still hate him).
"That was really nice, thank you" Sam said to Felix as he headed off to the kitchen to do the dishes. As soon as he was out of earshot, Jestine whispered to Mark, Sam and me.
"How is he so...good at domestic stuff, he even knows how to work the boiler, he fixed it, damn he's good" and Mark narrowed his eyes slightly, it was obvious he didn't like Jestine's praise for him.
"I know, and he made that soup from scratch" Sam said, now it was my turn to do some narrowing. Before I could come up with something smart to say, Jestine's phone started ringing.
"It's Katie, she never calls, so this should be important" Jestine sighed, and picked up and put it on speaker.
"Jestine, bad news!" She said anxiously.
"What's going down?" Jestine asked
"I did some scrying, and it shows you in a cage, well, I'm sure it was you, and you had like, black hair" everybody froze, and Jestine started biting her lip.
"Could you maybe tell me a little more?" She pondered aloud.
"Mark was there, and so was Seán, but no Sam, and the had colored hair-"
"I'll have to call you back!" And she shut off the call, and suddenly we were all disconnected from the source of information. Jestine got up, and walked swiftly out of the room, Mark followed, nervous.
"We can't let that happen! In any way!"
"Nor me or Mark would be able to do anything, though, as it seems we are passed out in the next room" Sam looked down at my input.
"This is so much pressure for Jestine though..." I took her hands, and looked into her eyes.
"I'll try and not pass out, but it is definitely going to happen, with the dream, then Katie- the point is, I can't help if it does go down!"
She reached up and put her arms around my neck.
"It could be anytime soon..." She said softly, calming my nerves a lot, then I tensed up at the sounds of shouting, it was coming from upstairs. Me and Sam looked at each other, and then dashed upstairs, to see what was going on, then we heard a slam of the door, and then a thump. When we got there, Mark was sitting with his back against the slammed door, Sam put her hand on the handle.
"She wants to be alone, so I wouldn't, if I were you" he said glumly, and Sam stood back.
We all just stood there, feeling helpless, when the door suddenly opened, and Mark fell back unexpectedly, Jestine stormed out, and headed for the stairs.
"I'm going for a walk" she muttered.
"No. I can't let you go out there, you can't go out there!" Mark pleaded.
"Watch me!"
"Jestine! Please, I can't lose you again" he followed her, but she kept at it. He took ahold of her wrist, then gasped.
"What the-" he said, as he traced a line on Jestine's wrist, then she tugged it away.
"Jestine! It's 11 o'clock at night, and it's raining, there's going to be a storm soon, and there's no lamposts- please!" He begged, holding on to her.
"Jestine! Please" Sam surprised everyone with this, even Jestine stopped struggling, but then she changed.
"It's all your fault" she spat, leaving Sam questioning it.
As Mark was still shocked, she took advantage of it and tore her arm free and opened the door.
There was a man standing outside the door, and Sam got such a fright that she put her head in my chest, Mark saw him standing there, cursing as he jumped back. Jestine stood standing, not moving.
"Haha, you stupid idiots, you fell for it" the man said, a horrible glint of orange in his usually blue eyes. Felix. Suddenly I felt Sam collapse, falling on me, then Mark, then I felt my own legs buckle, and I just fell. I could still see, and I saw Jestine, standing, forcing it not to get to her, but it did, and she finally collapsed. Felix looked at me, and I muttered "You Monster" as he grabbed Mark and started trailing him outside, then everything went black. It was him, he was the offender. I knew I had a reason for still hating him.
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Jestine's POV

My worst nightmare. Everything turned to hell. As soon as I argued with Mark. I seemed drawn to the door. I could stand it for a tiny bit, then it went dark, and images flashed in my head.

"Mark? Seán? S-Sam?" I muttered, as I woke up, I could sit up, but I couldn't see, I rubbed my eyes, but it didn't help. I suddenly touched chisled metal, and I gave a yelp. I cursed myself, you never draw attention to yourself in a new, unknown environment. I finally saw, a little, but still something, and what I could see was a lot of black  I could hardly see anything, just black.
"Well, my little caricature" a strange voice said, but it had a hint of familiarity.
"What is this?" I attempt to say, but can't say it, my vocal cords seem to have failed.
"What is this?" I asked the thing, telepathically.
"Your worst nightmare, Jestine" Jeez, bit dramatic.
"Who are you?" I ask it.
"I am who you want me to be"
"I want you to be nice and let me out of wherever I am, and let my friends go aswell, PLEASE!"
"I can't do that, but I can do this"
I hear a click of fingers, and I can suddenly see, the brightness is really bad. I look around, and I see bad lighting, very, very bad lighting. I can seem to speak, aswell now.
"Jeez, Man, go shopping for some 10 watts at least, these are like 2 watts!" I say sarcastically, if I'm gonna die, why not die sarcastic?
"Do you even know who you are talking to?"
"A douche? Pretty accurate a guess, huh?" I said, and I knew I pissed him off.
"I can do anything with you,  kill you, and you think this is a joke!"
"Yeah" I said, matter-of-factly.
"Well, well, this will shut you up" he growled as he clicked his fingers, the brightness was unbearable, I shaded my eyes, then when I got used to it, I started to see clearly and I let out a gasp as I saw Mark, lying on the table, a horrible bleeding gash on his head, then I saw Seán, with a broken ankle bent back abnormally. Then I looked at him, the monster, his eyes a burning orange, and I threw myself at him, shaking the thick, chisled bars, screaming at a person I used to know.
"Why would you do this!?" I screamed at him, and he laughed.
"Well, dear, I like the control, you could call me a...control freak!"
"Why!!!" I banged my hands against the bars, then stumbling back as I noticed my hair. Black as night. I threw myself against the bars in anger.
"I thought I could trust you!" I yelled at him.
"You could trust him, but never me" he said calmly, and I pondered, the demon got Felix.

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It was kinda cliché I thought, only the cage bit, but I didn't kniw what to write. And I kinda made it obvious that it was going to happen. And before you forget, this isn't Septiplier and it never will be! It's not that I'm against Septiplier, and I ship them but I don't, but I feel that lots of people have already written alot of Septiplier fanfics, so I kinda went a bit different!
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