NO MORE MR. NICE GUY! (Luke Blade Story)

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(Luke/Criss's P.O.V.)

So for the next several months Dimitra Sarantakos and family have been drilling and educating me about magic and all of Criss Angel's friends and lifestyle, and I have to tell ya it was the most fucking work I ever did in my entire life, I fucking hated it, but I was told I was awesome at it, and a very quick learner. The dangerous stunts and hard bits of magic were a cinch to me, but it was the small close-up magic that was kicking my ass! That and not remembering to answer when I am called Criss, because I was still so used to being Luke. JD and Costa both told me all the time how great I was doing and that I was really beginning to act and react like their brother.

JD's wife even told me once that she would have never been able to tell the difference if I was standing beside the real Criss and performing magic it would be like looking in a mirror because I learned to be so good at it...But I really hated fucking card tricks! I really did love my new life in the fast lane though, and all my cool new toys I got to play with, and I didn't even want to go into the enormous fucking mansion that was now all mine! That in itself got me surrounded by very rich, and gorgeous models/celebrities, but I told them all real quick where they could go jump because on the inside I was still very much Luke Blade and not a celebrity in my mind or at heart, and I only had eyes for my Kc.

It has now been exactly a year since my metamorphosis so to speak and I had passed all the family's tests on whether I could pull off being Criss Angel/Crisstopher Sarantakos...and after all the toil and hardship of mental and physical labor, they all told me happily that I was no longer Luke Blade, that I was now successfully Criss Angel their brother/son and the worlds greatest illusionist. I even learned how to answer to the name Criss like I was born with that name, hell I almost forgot altogether that my birth name was Luke J. Blade but that was what everyone wanted to happen to successfully erase the bad guy and create a good guy, no a fucking great guy!

I was sitting on my ass with Kc by my side at one of the many meet & greets my manager's set up for me so that my loyal fans could get a chance to meet me and get a picture taken with me along with an autograph. It was always interesting for the first hour or so, but once it hit the 3 and 4-hour mark, I was tired, bored as hell, and extremely grumpy. The theatrical performances I did 3 times a day 6 days a week were really cool and once I learned the routine, I was always deviating and changing a few things just to break the monotony to keep my regulars guessing, it was fun and I actually got off on it, but sometimes, it was just good to get away from all the fucking noise and people and just spend alone time with Kc. But as of late, I haven't had any time with her at all, and that was also another damper on my ass, not being around the girl I loved so much as I wanted to.

Time went on and I was living the high life, with everything falling into place. I was born with nothing and no one, now I had everything! I had money, a family, a home, and a girl that loved me unconditionally. It was my baby's 22nd birthday tomorrow, and I was going to surprise her with a wedding ring, even though she's never asked me about marriage, for some crazy ass reason that was beyond me, I have been wanting nothing else but to marry her for three months now. Yep, it was official I was going for the kill, right now! Well as soon as my afternoon show was over with anyway.

I slid thru my performance like skates on ice, then I quickly changed and rushed out of the Luxor and made my beeline straight for Serenity where my baby girl was. Once I was at the house I saw Klayton's Dodge Challenger parked next to my Lamborghini and from all the laughing that was going on in the house, I knew we had a lot of company. I gave a tiny sigh and put the wedding ring back in my pocket then ambled on into the house for my grand appearance. I looked in the living room and we definitely had a full fucking house! Dimitra, JD, Costa, Lynn, Shasta, Rachel, Mark, Mickey, Dally, Sierra, Danielle, Abby, Zoey, Klayton, Sully, Sandy, and Jonathan Davis were all gathered around just cutting loose with jokes and conversation.

I didn't really like the idea that my old criminal family was intermingling with my new straight family, because I haven't seen or had anything to do with them since we took separate paths over 3 years ago...holy shit have I been Criss Angel for 3 years already!? All well time flies by when you have fun and really learn how to live the right way. I said hello to them all, as I grabbed Klayton and took him to the back room and asked him what in the hell was our old boys doing here! That I left that life behind for a reason, and now he was bringing them right back into my life to cause me problems and reopen a lot of old wounds and memories, that I didn't want anymore. Klayton gave me a hug and assured me that nothing bad would happen and that they just really missed me and Kc and wanted to spend some time with us for her birthday that was coming up tomorrow. I gave him a grumble in disagreement and told him that I still didn't think it was a good idea, but I went out there and mingled a little bit with all of them as I wrapped around Kc on the sofa.