#kaniel

👀JINX

“This leg of the trip certainly seems quieter,” Lubbock mused.

“I’m going to pretend this is about us no longer traveling with Ashora and not you almost jinxing the rest of our trip,” Killian said.

Lubbock flushed. “Sure, Sir.”

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🔵CALL

“Bring it in here,” Kaniel ordered. “I’ll take the call myself.”

A brief look of surprise crossed Schwab’s face before he nodded and went back out to grab the stone.

If Kaniel was going to be dealing with an assassin, even by proxy, it was best he do it himself for the initial set up. Then he could send someone else to do further contact if necessary.

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2️⃣INCH

“Hello little brother,” Ciara said, smiling.

“It doesn’t make me any shorter,” Alistair said.

He was a whole two inches taller than Ciara. But she was two years older than him, which she felt counted for more.

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💥FLEX

Mica grinned and clicked a button.

Taryn reflexively covered her ears anyway, though the spell the mage had put around the blast area did its job. With only a muffled wumph, the door blasted almost in on itself before collapsing off to one side.

Daniel was forced to shrink quietly in the car, which smelled slightly like a mixture of the stench of death and some smoky perfume. It was no wonder, for in the seat beside him sat two druids, hoods so deeply drawn that no one could see their faces, making sure that no one could touch their masters.

He was by no means caught up in the Deadman's mind games.

One day, while spending a precious holiday given to him by his company with his lover, Kane, he received a short text message on his cell phone. The text had a few typos in it, but when he saw the sender's name and realized that it had been typed by Taker who had just bought a phone, Daniel chuckled lightly as he realized that it had been typed by Taker flicking through the screen.

The problem, however, was the content of the text.

"You've been having some terribly lewd dreams lately...including one where you had sex with young Kane, right?"

...It was all too accurate and illustrative. Daniel had recently spent some time watching old match videos on streaming video sites, and he often watched the ones in which Kane, who had just made his debut, was the main contestant. He didn't dislike his current lover's shape, but his body, which was about 20 years younger than it was now, thrilled Daniel terribly. Not slim overall by any means, but moderately muscular with a good amount of fat, a meaty chest and buttocks, arms so thick they could knock anything over, and a wild bearded face that was never shown from beneath the mask....

Eventually, Daniel continued to gratify himself by secretly wanking over it without Kane's knowledge, and eventually began to fuck the Big Red Machine hard, even in his dreams.

"I'm going to give you what you want, what do you say?"

Before he could reply with a yes or no, another message arrived. Daniel frowned at Taker's overly intrusive behavior, but was greatly annoyed. ... but he quickly flicked the screen and replied, "OK, I'd love to if I could".

A moment later, the air around him turned cold for a moment...and it sounded as if someone had pulled up in front of his front door. Daniel thought, "No way," and opened the door to find a black hearse parked there. The driver's window opens, and Taker, wearing a T-shirt, bandana, and sunglasses, peeks out.

Daniel was puzzled for a moment by the other man's gesture, "Hurry up and get in," when suddenly someone forced him out of the car from behind. Before he knew it, the two druids were inside the house, grabbing Daniel like police officers taking in thieves and leading him to the car.

And so Daniel is now. He was rocking in a doze, not knowing when, where, or why he was being put in a dark car. He was worried that he himself might have been tricked by Taker for the sake of teasing him, and that he might be a victim of his magic or something else. Daniel tried to close his eyes, but his mind was filled with two thoughts: the fear that he might be tricked by Taker for the sake of teasing him, and the unfounded hope that his "wish" might come true.

He was awakened by the sound of brakes and tires scraping gravel.

Taker said, "We're here," and got out, and Daniel also got out as the druids pulled him halfway down.

It was a new looking little house, not sure when it had been built here. Taker went inside first and made his way through the somewhat dusty interior. Daniel ran and somehow managed to follow him inside, while Taker seemed to be heading for the basement.

The door was opened and they entered a cozy room with camera-like equipment and a double bed.

"Don't tell me you're doing this here?"

Daniel's voice quivered with confusion, and Taker replied casually, "Well, yes.

'Now I'm going to make a 'clone' of Kane. I hope it will give you what you want."

With that, Taker pulls a piece of chalk out of his pocket, and quickly draws something that looks like a circle on the shiny new flooring near the bed.

"You're going to sit in it in your underwear, you can't handle your 'clone' without it..."

A clone? At Taker's words, Daniel, terribly suspicious, took off his clothes, put on a pair of boxer shorts, and sat down in the circle. The Undertaker, who dealt in all sorts of magic, was a puzzling man to anyone, but he was fairly certain that he was not the kind of man who would cause his brother grief by making some sort of sacrifice of his own.