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Shawn stands outside the shed in the RMI compound courtyard, phone in hand he pulls his mask down and starts the livestream. “Hello friends. Today is a good day. I'm about to tell you why but before I do that i'm going to talk about Melanie. Now Mel, last time I did this I questioned what kind of crazy was your brand. I think I've got it figured out there are two options. You are either the quiet type which can be very intimidating but I don't think that's it. I think your brand of crazy is Codependency. I think you're terrified to do anything without your band of Misfits…. You show up, randomly talk shit and then disappear when you realize the only person around to back you up is your doofus manager. Now I know what you're all thinking but Shawn you also have a doofus manager. Well yes I do, I have the best doofus manager there is he gets the job done and he gets it done right. Just to be clear I can handle myself when I need to. Now onto why today is such a good day.”
Shawn flips the camera away from himself and places it against the dirty glass window then knocks on it to get his blue haired captives attention. She looks up and he gives her the finger then flips the camera back on himself. “The rest of this stream I dedicate to the Left Hand. I know, I know, I should be focusing on the task in front of me… I would be able to had Marf and Lycana not decided to beat my girlfriend down and drop her off at home. So I felt a bit of retaliation was in order Baphomet, Marf, Andrew Logan, Geri Vayden, Ms Fury and whoever else is lurking in the dark. I have Lycana so now we're going to strike a deal.You will leave our loved ones out of this. You have a problem with us? Fine then lets handle it, but attacks on friends and family that shits over. Agree to my terms and you can have her back. Make your choice quickly, please the smell of wet dog is starting to stink up the place. That's all for now I expect your response shortly. Signing off your future King of the XWF.. The Whyte Spyder. Look to the Skies, that's where you'll find me.”
Shawn ends the stream and storms off into the house looking for Tommy. “Fuck you at Tommy?” Shawn shouts into the house his voice echoing throughout.
“I'm up here. Gimme a second i'll be right down.” Tommy replies and a few seconds later the toilet flushes.
“Wash your fucking hands before you come down here you gross bastard and then meet me in the basement. Shawn takes the steps two at a time before reaching the bottom and walking over to the weight bench to wait for Tommy.
Moments go by and Shawn sits scrolling on his phone before Tommy appears before him. “I'm gonna show you the mirror so you can stop saying I'm crazy.” Shawn triggers the switch and the hidden door rotates around taking them back into the secret room. “Shawn lights the Lantern and the room comes to life with light again for the first time in a few weeks. Wylde points to the back corner of the room where the covered mirror sits awaiting him and then sets off Grabbing the cobweb armor and cuff on the way to the corner where Tommy awaits him. “You're gonna need this stuff he says as he places it on the ground and uncovers the mirror.
Tommy is taken aback by the beauty of the gold frame mirror at first then he notices the black polished stone. “This thing is beautiful” he says as he glances down at the armor Shawn had placed in front of him then back at the mirror. He looks at himself grinning and posing in it. The mirror begins to swirl before him, his reflection twisting before his eyes. “What the fuck?” He says as he takes a step back.
“This is what happens when I turn the spider on the cuff. But I didn't do that.” Shawn points at the cuff on the ground.
The image in the mirror swirls faster and faster till the image of a middle aged man appears then goes blank and only Tommys reflection remains. A beam of light shines down on Tommy like a spotlight from the heavens and begins to glow brighter and brighter almost as if it was burning through the ceiling Shawn begins to feel an overwhelming amount of magical energy to the point that he is brought to his knees, he places his head on the ground covering his ears like its going to do something. Not that it would help, it wasn't a noise. The beam of light pulses once as Shawn looks up and magical energy begins to pour into Tommy's body. It lifts him up off of his feet and holds him in the air while it fills his body. The beam of light begins to fade out quickly though and it drops him to the ground. Tommy lands on his feet feeling invigorated while Shawn begins to shake off the effects of feeling so much magical energy present in one place at one time.
“What the fuck was that?” Shawn asks while climbing to his feet. “I don't know but i've never felt more…. Whole, I feel fantastic.” Tommy replies as he begins to wander around the secret room looking at things he approaches the desk he had investigated the first time in the room and picks up a scroll that was carelessly tossed there at some point. Unfurling it he immediately recognizes the crest on the top. The same crest that had appeared with the journal he had found the last time. His family crest. Tommy turns and looks at Shawn who has finally recovered. “Where did this come from?”
“I found that over here in this chest.” Shawn points at the open chest full of scrolls and books then walks over to it and takes a knee reaching in and pulling out a leatherbound book and opening it to a random page. The left hand symbol appearing in front of him sketched onto the page. The words themselves written boldly at the top of the next page followed by a list of names and a year. 1192 Shawn slams the book closed and tucks it under his arm as Tommy wanders over to explore the chest himself but finding nothing of interest. “I need to go look into that Journal I found and see if anything correlates to this.” Tommy stands up looking at Shawn then back at the mirror. He then walks back to the mirror looking into it for a moment and grabbing the cover off of the floor. He begins to pull the cover over the mirror but catches a glimpse of a woman looking at him from the mirror. A face he recognized as it disappeared under the fabric. “Scarlett Rayne?” Tommy walks into the open grass area reading the scroll with the House Romeo family crest on it. He places it down on the table and next to hit he places the Journal he had found with the matching family crest. Shawn, who is relaxing on a chaise lounge in the yard, sees Tommy sit down at the table and gets up to go sit with him. “I’ve translated a bunch of this scroll on google. None of it makes sense… The sleepiness of the eye? The wounds of Christ… Bond two souls… the wrath of god… is this some sort of National Treasure shit?” Tommy looks at Shawn and chuckles. “I thought I’d lost you boy…” Shawn smiles back wide. “I thought you did too sir.” The two cackle over the Indiana Jones reference and Tommy puts his eyes back on the scroll. “Dicunt quod ego faciam” Tommy says and Shawn's eyes go wide for a moment then return to normal. “Dude what the fuck was that? I just felt some sort of wave of energy come off of you.” Tommy shrugs looking at the next phrase on the scroll. “Burst into flames, Adjustionem Excitat.” Tommy remarks and as he looks up the shed housing Lycana erupts in a blaze. “Oh fuck! They are spells!” Shawn shouts. “Oh fuck Lycana!” He stands up from the table and runs towards the house in search of an extinguisher. “What do you mean Lycana? What does she have to do with this?” Tommy screams at Shawn as he sprints away. Shawn looks back at Tommy and motions at the shed then disappears inside the house only to reemerge with a fire extinguisher in his hands He rushes over to the shed and starts spraying foam all over the flames. Thuds come from the inside of the building and Shawn begins to panic. Tommy rushes over and grabs at the door trying to pull it open but the windows break and flames emerge from the inside chasing both Tommy and Shawn back. The fire extinguisher did little to nothing before it was empty and the fire was still raging. Shawn drops to his knees fearing the worst. Lycana had been tied up inside. The chance of survival at this point being little to none. “I fucking killed her Tommy….”Shawn cries out. ” I fucking killed..” Shawn stops mid sentence a feeling of worry on his face. This time the magical energy was coming from below.. From the earth itself it was channeling into the shed. The thuds inside getting louder, the door nearly breaking from its hinges. “She's alive! Get her out!” Shawn goes to grab for the door. When a beast bursts through the door. Fangs, Claws, the works. Shawn and Tommy quickly disperse the Wolf standing there growling at them. Shawn screams as he takes off. “Holy Fuck! Holy Fuck! Holy Fuck! that was her… Oh my god.” Tommy rushes over to the table and grabs the journal and the scroll. He glares at Shawn knowing exactly what he had done. “That shits not okay Shawn! We don't stoop to their level.You could have killed someone today.” Tommy disappears in the house. Struggling to comprehend the things that have occurred over the course of a few hours. “What am I?” Shawn stands alone in the courtyard piss in his pants. An empty fire extinguisher in his hands watching the shed burn to the ground. “A Fucking werewolf?”
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