Universe one

Ethan looked at his friend nervously. Rupert was the one who found out about the demon. He was damn good at research even better with practical things. Ethan leered, remembering the night before.

"Where do you want it?" He asked Rupert shrugged.

"Somewhere, where only you will see it." He said smiling

"It’s too big for there y’know." Ethan giggled. Rupert smiled easily at him.

"You choose I want this to be special between us." Ethan moved the pen about his friend’s body he hesitated at his arm, but then he chose to place the tattoo over his heart.

"That special enough for you, lover?" Rupert nodded he smiled angelically.

"Always."

Universe two

"I’m really not sure about this Ethan. If my father finds out…" Ethan grabbed his shoulders and shoved him into the chair.

"I really hate your father Ripper though I’ve never met the bloke. Now you’re having the tattoo done. I won’t stand for another argument. Sleeve up." He ordered. Rupert rolled up his sleeve reluctantly. He knew that Ethan would be mad at the fresh needle tracks there.

"What did I tell you about that… You need a clear head for magic. You could get an infection…" Rupert gave him his best puppy dog look. "I should put it somewhere else but Eyghon likes symmetry." He sighed and started to etch into his friend’s skin.

Universe One, Twenty years later.

Ethan lay on the bed and sobbed into his pillow. He’d had the dream again. The dream that made his reality a nightmare. Rupert was kind and considerate Ethan loved him. They walked together with their friends through the quadrangle at Oxford. They were invincible, immortal. They were twenty-three. Then they summoned Eyghon and changed their lives forever. Rupert was in charge and as the strongest in the group Eyghon went to him first and stayed.

Ethan hardly noticed the change at first. His friend became a Watcher and he lost touch. Ethan married and had a daughter, Lucy. He knew that she was a Slayer and hoped that his old friend would be her Watcher.

Rupert would take good care of her. Rupert had her killed by a crazed vampire called Angel; a misnomer if ever there was one. Ethan was grief stricken. Rupert then went after his wife; he had raped and tortured her. He sent Ethan ’parcels’ of his wife every week until there was nothing left.

Not long after he received the last parcel he travelled to Rupert’s house armed with his sword. Ethan’s rage knew no bounds he would kill Rupert Giles or die in the attempt. The door was open. He strode inside. Giles attacked and severed Ethan’s hand as he tried to fend off the blow that paralysed him. Ethan lay on the ground mortally wounded he heard Rupert’s laughter

Ethan dried his tears and got into his wheelchair. He wheeled himself round the flat collecting the things he needed. He was going to send a letter. He had had a vision, a man surrounded by teenagers, Lucy was in front of the crowd she smiled and laughed. She had called the man “Giles.” It was sign and he hadn’t had many of those since he gave up magic, twenty years ago.

End.

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