a dance of rebirth

a dance of rebirth

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Martin Blackwood is Barnabas Bennett. Kind of. (MartinElias, but endgame is JonMartin.) ---- Martin took a deep breath, double-checking his appearance in the mirror. He tried to look as best as he could- After all, he'd be having an interview with the Head of the Magnus Institute, Elias Bouchard. Which was very nerve-wracking. Truth be told, he'd always felt some sort of draw to the place, or at least the name. It felt oddly.. familiar. As if there was something he should know, perhaps an old memory that he doesn't recall. Which was.. weird. He'd never faced anything out of the ordinary, or 'supernatural' either, so he had no reason as to why he felt as if he should recognize the institution in the first place. --- .."Barnabas Bennett". Martin couldn't say why, but he felt as if he'd heard that name before. As if there was a familiarity with it, yet one he could not name. Barnabas sounded like a bit of an old name. Certainly not one that would be used often currently.
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""I don't hurt myself. I don't. I don't." He inhaled sharply. Through his mind flashed images of Nathen at his worst, towering over him with that look in his eyes. James flinched into his arms, gasping. "I wish he would just leave me alone," he said lowly. Suddenly something grasped his arm and James knocked himself backward in surprise. His head shot upward and he was terrified. Aleks was clenching James' arm from where he was lying with a murderous look on his face. It was one James had never seen on Aleks' face. Ever. It stopped James' tears instantly. The cool air brushed his drying tears as the two stared each other. "Who is it, James?" Aleks growled out. "Who?"" Aleks and James' parents died and they were left with nothing but eachother. What's worse is that they are forced to move to a new town and live with separate families. At first, things looked good: they didn't live far from each other, they went to the same school... but then things take a turn for the worst when James doesn't live up to his new parents' expectations.

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