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"What's it look like we're doing, dipshit!"

The mysterious girl gave Ezra the middle finger as she put her cellphone up at the chair that Shane chucked their way. The chair floated in the air, illuminated by a purple glow as her cellphone was covered in sigils. The chair was sent right back to Shane as the girl jumped into the portal, the boy was about to jump in after him but a chain wrapped around his arm. He looked over his shoulder and attempted to pull free and get into the portal but... the girl had closed it.

Now, Justin was shivering. That water was freezing cold and he also hit the wall. He hopped back up to his feet and tried to catch the chair the bitch threw right back at Shane-

Oh right.

Water shuts off his abstraction.

Justin snapped his fingers and it was like a lighter that wouldn't ignite, he saw some sparks but no fire. He shook his head as the two disappeared and he really would like to have a word with the two. Well, he'll have to settle-

“There’s more of them down the hall! She let them in with a portal in the bathroom.” Arabelle shouted towards the real Liao and Doan. “They must be using some sort of cloaking spell so that I couldn’t see them, but I know they’re here.”
Arabelle


... Of course.

Justin hoped that crazy shit happening where ever he went was not going to be a trend. Okay, from the way this skinny white girl was talking to him - and looking at him - she was expecting him to solve all their little problems here. Which was not what he wanted here, especially right when he couldn't use his abstraction-

Oh, yeah, he still had his grandmother's abstraction.

Not a whole lotta stone in here so its usefulness will be... limited. However, would he be the great and powerful Justin Liao if he just gave up when removed from his greatest tool? He sighed as he looked around - he should try to look like he's the one who has the right idea. The first thing that comes to mind would be to charge these intruders head-on, but that was really dumb. Maybe he'd do well channeling his grandmother or his own mother and thinking about what would they do.

He could hear his mother's voice in his head, that very same annoying, commanding, and kinda bitchy voice. It was almost like she was speaking over him...

"... How many of them did you see? And do you know if they have any weapons?" Justin asked, but the words weren't his own.

Then he thought about it for a second: the first thing that came to mind was why the hell was she telling them this now. While he channeled his mother, he wasn't as rude as she was. They're (as in the Vanburens) probably are expecting him to figure out what the hell is going on, or what the best course of action is. Honestly, he had no clue so he was gonna wing it. He faced the guy that was chained down and looked down at an expensive-looking chair that was kind of broken at his feet. So he did the sensible thing, picked it up, and then slammed that bitch onto the ground as hard as he could.

Then he got a table leg to use as a weapon while he figures out what the fuck is going on. He was still shivering but he wasn't going to cry or bawl about it. Now, he faced the guy.

"Take him down!" Justin commanded the Vanburens... before realizing that he didn't get his intention across. "But like don't knock him out or kill him! We need to ask him questions."





After Arabelle and "Tuyen" left, the robed strangers quickly ran out of the bathroom into the halls of the mansion. The spell was dispelled after a certain point, as they ran through the halls. However, whenever they found one of James "artifacts", they would take it apart and then check... and then throw it on the ground. They moved through the seemingly endless halls of the mansion, methodically tearing it apart hoping that their distraction would help them.

"Holy fuck," One girl, very short, rotund, and had on a deer-skull mask and a red robe... with a very annoyingly high-pitched voice. "Do we even know what we're looking for?"

"Just keep touching stuff," The Cult Leader said as she held the baseball bat in both hands. "We'll find him eventually."

However, the purple portal opened up behind her, and the cult leader grit her teeth from underneath her mask. The girl with black hair stepped through... sans another member, and she looked at the girl that was around her height. She slung the baseball bat over her shoulder before she asked, "... Where's Daniel?"

"They grabbed him," The girl answered back.

"The fuck Tegan?" The short girl asked. "You just left him?!"

"What the fuck was I supposed to do, Penny?" Tegan answered her. "Stand around and get bum-rushed!? But, that's not important- I don't know how but one of them saw us and they know we're here."

Tegan shook her head as she watched their fearless leader walk back towards the main hall where they came from. She had the baseball bat over her shoulder and her other hand hung... until a strange fire appeared in her palm and out of that very fire came a chain. It wasn't like any chain, it was made out of black metal and it was thorny, jagged as if it was carved from the fires of hell itself. The lady walked forward to the confusion of her two allies.

"... Morgana," Penelope asked, "What the hell are you doing?"

"The Goddess did tell us they do have abstractions," Morgana said from underneath her mask as she shook her head, "Obviously, we should have been a bit more prepared for that."

"... Which is what I was saying all along," Penelope answered.

"Get back," Morgana commanded them and Penelope knew exactly what she was going to do.

"Are you really going to give away our fuckin' position like this?" The girl tilted her head, "They know we're in the building but not where we are."

However, Morgana didn't answer and Penelope rolled her eyes up into her head as she got back and covered her ears. Morgana slammed her foot onto the ground as she faced skyward... before she let out a scream that was so loud that it could be heard from all the manor - perhaps even beyond. It sounded less like the scream from a girl and more like the scream from a demon, screaming on and on and on. Morgana came to a stop as a massive thud came from the basement.

Another boom came from the basement. Almost like something was trying to get out.

Then there was a final boom, it came with demonic growling and barking... then three massive beasts burst from the basement floor. They leap out in a fiery display as Morgana didn't move an inch as they stood behind her. They had the girth of a car and they absolutely dwarfed Morgana... and then they sat down as the chain that Morgana summoned wrapped themselves around the neck of the one closest with her. She looked over her shoulder at the cult.

"Maxine, Penelope," She looked at the two, "With me. We're going to go get Daniel."

The two nodded their head.

"Thea," Morgana said and a girl with a blue robe and a rabbit mask over her upper face that was fairly tall, "Take everyone and go find the Horned God."

Thea nodded her head as she gestured for the rest of the cult to come along, as the three - plus Morgana's minions - marched back towards the Vanburens.
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Can my name be changed to "Ghost Note Forever"?
Inb4 the lock
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Ezra dipped and left the interrogation onto Oscar. The Vanburens were skeptical, that was something that Sabrina understood. Maybe she was playing the Devil's Advocate here, but she was giving them the benefit of the doubt at the very least. Alexander gave a very roundabout answer to Justin's question (that can be surmised as no) while Trisha was being a lot more negative. She wanted them to get to the point and Sabrina, again, understood, and she too felt that they should just get the point rather than just wasting their time - even if Trisha was being rude. Though Junior was, well, himself, and egging Trisha on and Sabrina had to do what a big sister does best when said she said:

"Junior, quit it."

She didn't get why exactly Junior had to be here. Even if it's a family meeting, town hall, etc, the youngest Vanburen had no real place there. He could just go play Fortnite on the big TV or something like he always did. Sabrina sighed as she was hoping that these two people would help them solve their problems, regardless of how young they were.

Justin was completely unphased by Trisha, it was almost like he ignored her when he spoke. Merely facing Alexander when he answered, "Well, my theories won't make sense unless you know about the world of magic. So, to start there are the Awakened who get..." Then Justin droned on...

"... Adepts are people who pass down a spiritual connection to this thing called Luminscience..."

... And on.

"... Apparitions are beings born from belief, emotion, or the emotions of the recently deceased..."

... And on.

Sabrina rolled her eyes as he kept talking, ignoring pretty much everything that the Vanburens said while he went on this huge rant. Eventually, Sabrina just gave up and leaned over on the table, Mary Roberts created a long strand of cloth as she started fiddling with it. Now, she was starting to understand the concerns of the other Vanburens, but as Justin rambled on. Oscar's whole demeanor changed after he got a phone call... he seemed to be confused about something? Even suspicious of the two all of the sudden, which Sabrina was about to ask Oscar about because all of this seemed strange.

However, it got even stranger when two more of these two made their entrance. Honestly, at this point, even Sabrina was getting annoyed when she scrunched her eyes and tilted her head. This had to be a joke. There was no other explanation for this circus that was unfurling before their eyes. Sabrina shook her head as she groaned,

"Oscar..." Sabrina said, "I've had enough of this circus-"

However, at this point the "imposters" dropped all subtly and hit them with a wave of water... it came so sudden that she had no time to respond. She was knocked out of her chair as LeBeau was launched out of her hands. Water went up to her nose as she managed to keep her mouth shut, but all she heard was the sound of the Vanburens muffled by water. She hit the ground as she was distracted by coughing up water.







Like many stories, this one began in the back of an Uber.

After the meeting with Oscar went well - the guy seemed nice, just a bit overenthusiastic about this - the two were set to meet with the rest of the Vanburens. Which, kind of had Justin nervous a little bit. He was hoping that he didn't set expectations too high if he couldn't come close to meeting them. While he was trying to figure out this new world he got shunted into, if he wasn't useful, what was stopping from finding somebody else? Justin was not going to ever come close to showing it, at least not in front of Tuyen. So, Justin was just sitting in the back of the Uber that somebody probably got a very shameful blowjob in, playing on his phone.

"So, uh," the Uber driver, some scrawny old guy with a goatee and a... MAGA hat. "What are you kids doing out here?"

Justin stopped as he looked up from his phone at the guy.

"Out here for an interview?" The guy asked. "Nobody really goes out here unless they're working for one of the rich folks."

"Yeah," Justin sharply answered, he wasn't sure what the hell to call this arrangement... he just hoped that he wouldn't ask just what-

"... So what are you doing?"

"Just gonna do housekeeping, you know," Justin shrugged. "Easy money."

He shrugged. "Know that's right." Justin was happy that he didn't make a vaguely racist comment
like he thought he was gonna do.

Though, the young Liao's attention and gaze drifted over towards his companion Tuyen who was mindlessly scrolling on her phone. He cleared his throat as he was glad that things between them didn't get too awkward. Though, he had to make conversation with anyone except a thirty-something uber driver.

"So, uh, hey, Tuyen," Justin asked. "How ya'... holdin' up? How ya' feel about all of this?"

"Oh, uh," Tuyen hesitated, locking her phone to look up and over to Justin. She smiled slightly even though she didn't look too comfortable (she couldn't wait to get out of this uber). "Alright. A bit nervous about all this, but that's to be expected, right? Hopefully, they won't take one look at us and tell us we're too young for... the job."

"Eh," Justin said. "I think we can at least bullshit our way through it." He shrugged.

"True, the one we met with seemed like he'd accept anything we said," Tuyen nodded, trying to ignore the anxieties creeping at the corners of her mind over it. "I doubt the rest know more than us. They know we're coming, right?"

"Yeah- well, they should," Justin shrugged as he crossed one leg over the other. However, it was around this time they were only a few minutes away. He scrolled down to his Contacts and phoned up Oscar. Hopefully, this will go smoothly.

The phone buzzed for quite a while, Tuyen watched with a frown as it did. Eventually, it got through. "...Hello?"

"Yo- Good afternoon, Mr. Vanburen," Justin tried to sound as professional as possible. "Just to inform you, we're right outside the gates."

"Outside the gates?" The voice on the other side of the line sounded very confused. "Are you-" Oscar cut off for a few moments, as if considering something, then spoke again much quieter. "But you're already here?"

"I... um," Justin felt the question marks fill his head before he asked, "What do you mean?"

"I mean that you... well, someone who looks eerily identical to you, is already here. Inside with my family. Both you and your friend. How does that-" There was quiet, but audible, cursing on the other end. "Magic. There's two of you."

Shit. Justin thought to himself as he had to think fast, like really fast. "Don't make a scene," Justin started, "Send someone to let us in."

"Got it," Oscar hung up immediately, presumably to get someone to let them in.

Tuyen narrowed her eyes as she looked at Justin, having tried to follow along the one side of the conversation as best as she could. "What happened?"

"Um, apparently we have imposters..." Justin started. "Shit, this might get a little dicey, but, been through worse, right?"

"Imposters?" Tuyen's eyebrows raised. She'd expected a lot of questioning but not... this. "Yeah, if we survived that we can get through anything... But I don't think they'll be happy if we burn down their mansion."

"Eh," Justin shrugged and he gave her a cocky smile as he said. "They can just buy another one."

When the Uber stopped at the gates, they had to play this smartly. Now, the first thing that came to mind for Justin was causing a huge ass scene that'd make them suspicious. He had to think of something, he had to think what would his grandmother do? Well, she'd probably go on a huge self-aggrandizing spiel about how good looking she was. Then she'd maybe come up with a plan to out and handle these imposters.

Justin got out of the sedan and Tuyen followed as he wished that he wore some thermals under this fancy suit that he rented. He was used to Farmer Hill being a fucking freezer, thankfully. However, he still didn't like the cold much and then he activated his abstraction and his hands were surrounded with flames. He thought for a second.

"Alright, we gotta smartly handle this," Justin said to Tuyen, who nodded. "I have a feeling that we're not getting... impersonated... for... the hell of it..." Justin raised off as a lightbulb went off in his head and he felt a sense of dread.

Justin quickly pulled out his cellphone and dialed Oscar again.

"I already sent someone out to let you in," Oscar picked up instantly, straight to the point. "Is there a problem?"

"Um, yeah, I hate to alarm you," Justin said, "But, they're probably after something -I don't know what but keep on your toes and uh... can someone let us in?"

"I'll keep an eye on them, make sure they don't do anything until you get in. I've sent someone, they should be there soon."

"Okay, stay safe," Justin said, as he hung up the phone and wasn't going to do it again. Now, they had to think. "Okay, um, fuck," He cursed out loud.

"Someone definitely has been watching us," Justin said to Tuyen. "Hopefully, it's not a huge deal like an assassination plan, or a heist... fuck. Okay, let me think, how do you think we should handle this?"

"An assassination is something we can't deal with," Tuyen shook her head, internally beginning to panic much more than she wanted to. Her shadow curled around her, instantly latching onto it and adding to it. "We need to act calmly because only Oscar knows we're the real us. Maybe we can talk to them? No, scrap that, that's a terrible idea. If we get to him before the rest of his family... and just go in ready for anything."

She frowned. "That's not really much of a plan though, is it?"

"Nope," Justin chuckled. "You know what? We're overthinking this waaaaay too much. Let's just go in and pull the rug from underneath them."

"You're right, we're good at that, huh," Tuyen smiled, shoving her hands in the pockets of her thick jacket. She was still anxious, but he was right. "They won't be expecting us. Assuming we ever get in..."

However, their conversation was interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps and they were introduced to the tall, aging, Leonidas Klein. He was wearing a black winter coat, obviously thrown on over his fancy black butler suit. Leonidas raised an eyebrow as he asked,

"... Didn't I let you two in earlier?" He asked.

"... Nah, I don't think so," Justin shrugged.

"Ah, it seems my eyes are failing me again," Leonidas said with a deep voice as he opened the gates for the two. "Come on in."

Justin felt a little nervous as he stepped through the gates and then hoped that this wouldn't go tits up. Like everything else in his life tend to do. However, Justin had a plan... not a good one, but he was going to make it work. He was lead through the building by Leonidas as he reached into his pocket and pulled out the steel bearing balls. He only brought them just in case but he didn't know that he'd be impersonated. He walked through the front doors of the place and then took a deep breath as he tried to hold his metal balls out of sight. He didn't want to give off the wrong idea to the Vanburens, after all.

Then, the two approached the dining room where they heard small amounts of chatter. Justin had a cocky look on his face that he hoped betrayed the nervousness that was on his mind. He hoped that this wouldn't end in blood or something crazy! As he stepped in, he had this cool little one-liner in his head - this epic speech.

That was when Justin finally stepped into the confusion of the Vanburens... and his imposters.

"... Well, well, well," Justin started as he clenched the balls of steel in his hand as hard as he could. "If it isn't- Dude." Justin tilted his head as he looked at his "imposter".

"... What the fuck are you wearing?" Justin chuckled for a second as he looked at the guy. "You look like a gay Hells Angel, and that's coming from a gay guy. And her!" Justin pointed at "Tuyen".

"She looks like she's an Asian-mobster, cosplaying as a Russian mobster!" Justin chuckled as he held the steel balls in between his fingers.

"I literally never wear black, you're not even trying," Tuyen piped up from beside Justin, arms folded. "Nevermind whatever that," she gestured to her "imposter", "is."

"If you're gonna impersonate us, at least get the outfits right."

As the two were called out in front of the whole family, they were looking around nervously. Before their eyes landed on each other. "Tuyen" whispered to her partner,

"... I thought somebody was supposed to be distracting them."

"That somebody was Elize,"

"Of fuckin' course," The Tuyen-imposter said before she sighed and that disguise started fading away. Before she screamed, "Plan B!"

That was when the imposter quickly swung both of his hands out and he summoned water out of thin out. In all directions in front of him, he sent out a powerful wave of water that would definitely knock everyone into the wall. At least off balance for a moment.

"Ah, fuck!" Justin shouted as he was swept away in the wave of water and hit the wall. Knocking the wind out of him, as he realized that they'd ruined his good suit. At least he was more than certain that the Vanburens figured out who the imposter was. He coughed up water as he started shivering as he was already cold from outside and of course the water was cold. Just his fucking luck. What was worse was that water cut off his abstraction.

The disguise on the two imposters wore off and the guy that was impersonating him transformed into some white kid with brown hair all tidy and stuff. Probably the same age as him which was odd.

The Tuyen impersonator transformed into some Twenty something chick with long black hair and pointy lips. However, she had turned around and pulled out her cellphone, and clapped her hands together before she brought them apart. When she brought them apart, she opened a glowing purple portal.

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