1. Don’t you dare say another word. -Mason/Gideon Pines (Masion? XD)-Mason Gleeful stalkedthrough the woods, heading for a beam of light he could see throughthe trees. As he got close enough to see the source, he found GideonPines kneeling next to some kind of device, which was projecting thelight. So, THAT was what was disrupting his magic today. He scowledand picked up a large rock, moving carefully around the area until hecould get a clear shot of the device. The thing about devices likethat, they needed a power supply. Which was quite visible from whereMason was currently standing. He tossed the rock up and down in hishand a bit before throwing it at the device, smashing the powersupply. The light faded, Mason felt his powers return and Gideonstood up and looked around in alarm, pulling out a knife.Now,Mason could just leave andlet the boy be. But, he needed to teach the brat a hard lesson aboutmessing with his magic. He pulled out his own knife and floated it inthe air before snapping his fingers, the knife whizzing out of thetreeline and knocking Gideon's knife out of his hand.“Ah!”Gideon cried out in surprised pain and held his bleeding hand,watching as the floating knife returned to the treeline. Glaring, heknelt down to pick up his knife again and hissed as it glowed andmoved towards the treeline along the ground. “I'm not playing thisgame.” He shook his head. “I'll just get another one.”Masonsnapped his fingers and the rock floated up behind Gideon before itsmacked him hard in the back of the head. He groaned and fell to theground, the rock falling next to him. Mason stepped out of thetreeline and approached him, his knife floating above his glowinghand. “Well, well, well. If it isn't the Catholicschoolboy.”“Mason...” Gideon glared up at him beforewincing in pain. “I should've figuredit was you.”Mason knelt down next to him, taking off hishat and running a hand through Gideon's hair “Hmm, looks likeyou're turning into a redhead, Gideon.” Mason chuckled, moving hisbloody hand from Gideon's head. “How do you feel?”“Ugh...”Gideon groaned, looking disoriented.Mason reached down andcupped Gideon's chin with his blood-covered hand. “Looks likesomeone needs a nap.” He snapped his fingers and Gideon fell limpon the ground. Then he moved his hand away and stood over the boy,lifting him up bridal-style and putting the hat on his chest.“Wouldn't want to forget this.” He commented to himself as hecarried him away.–“Nn...” Gideon slowly woke upto find himself in a blue room, his head throbbing with pain. Hemoved a hand up to touch his head and felt a bandage there.Okay...unfamiliar room, but at least his wound wastreated.Wait...wound? Right...Mason had found him with theCosmic Disruption Device that was written about in Journal 3 and hadattacked first it and then him...with a rock. The guy had knivesat his disposal and he hit him with a rock.And he knew this room, too. He groaned and moved his hand off hishead as he realized wherehe was. And if he was here, then Mason wasn't too far off...“Ah,good, you're awake.”Speak of the Devil and he shall appear,Gideon glanced towards the source of Mason's voice and saw himsitting at a vanity desk facing him, one leg crossed over the other,his shirt partly unbuttoned and his cape and suit jacket draped overthe side of the chair. “I was starting to wonder if I'd sent youinto a coma.” He chuckled.“It'll take more than a rock totake me out.” Gideon said, slowly sitting up. Strange...no chains,no weapons of any kind...what game was the younger twin playing athere? “Where is your sister?” He asked, glancing at the completelack of the usually-present smirking girl.“She's busy.”Mason shrugged and smoothly uncrossed his leg, standing up. “But,we don't need her here.” He walked towards the bed Gideon wasresting on and climbed on, crawling towards Gideon like a panther. Avery blue panther. No, don't get distracted, Gideon.Gideonbacked away from him, bumping his back against the headboard. “Letme go, Mason.” He hissed.Mason moved closer and smiled downat him as he slid a hand up Gideon's black sleeve, chuckling. “Stillwearing black, my schoolboy? You mourn for a very longtime.”“Thanks to you,I feel too unclean forwhite.” Gideon hissed, glaring at him.Mason pressed upagainst him. “There's nothing uncleanabout what we did together, Gideon.” He said in a huskyvoice.“Uh, yeah, there is plenty.Let. Me. Think. There's the part about your demontricking me into letting him possessme, and then there's the marksyou left on my body, and the very thoughtof doing anything likethat with you isobscene and--”“Don'tyou dare say another word.” Mason said, gripping Gideon's chin.“You enjoyed it and you know it.”“I wasn't even presentfor it, you disgusting serpent.”Gideon growled at him.“Serpent? Please.” Mason snappedhis fingers and Gideon felt something cold form around his neck andlock in place. “I'm not a serpent. I'm just a man, like you, fullof desires to rule the world and toy with little Catholic schoolboys.Well, maybe not exactlylike you.”“Gh!” Gideon groped at the chain-cuff aroundhis neck. “You're still just a boy, Mason! We're both boys,not men! And you knowthis is wrong!”“And here I was planning to be nice.”Mason tsk'd at him and slid a hand along Gideon's leg. “Why do youhave to be so mean all the time, Gideon?”“Y-You're worsethan your sister!” Gideon tried to push him away.Masonchuckled and snapped his fingers, stripping Gideon's clothes off withmagic. “Well, I amthe better twin. Of courseI get what I want better than she does.” He unbuttoned his shirtall the way and crawled over him, one hand going to his belt. “Relax.Next week we'll be switching back and you can avoid herfor the entire week.”“I hate you.”Gideon hissed at him, pushing against him as Mason leaned overhim.“I hate you more.” Mason pressed his lips againsthis, pushing his half-dressed body between his naked legs.Thesound of commotion outside made him pull away, though, and he frownedand got up, snapping his fingers to replace both their clothes. “Waithere. I bet it's your cousinand her friends again.This won't take long.” He walked to the door. “Damn it,Mabel, you were supposed to keep her busy.”Gideonbreathed a sigh of relief as Mason shut the door behind him.“Right...now...how do I get this off?” He muttered.End