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Sunday It was going to be another glorious spring day that had a cold front with thunderstorms coming sometime late in the day. Dylan had slept in, he told everyone that he felt fine, and worked with Oscar and Charles, once he was up. The plan was to have dinner at 5PM and chase everyone out by 7PM. Dylan was made aware that Delta, Bethany, and Charles would be attending with Delta and Charles being a couple and friends of Bethany. Charles and Oscar made the final run for the food and drinks. Dylan did his daily body inspection prior to getting cleaned up and it left him wondering how he was going to get away hiding the changes during the gathering. A contest for transforming him did not inspire much confidence, it was almost 2PM and none of the contestants were around to start the process. Just then Delta and Bethany popped out of his house. Yesterday's visit by Bethany set a rather high bar and somehow the painted on jeans, long sleeved crop tops showing bare flat midriffs, Bethany's hair in a ponytail, Delta's was flowing, once again both with the right amount of make-up and for both of them new highs in their beauty. Their smiles said everything, they knew they were hot and Dylan's reaction verified it fantastically. He was especially amazed by Delta beauty. "I like to save it for special occasions, it makes it more fun, and we can't be looking like losers when your sister shows up," Delta ecstatic with Dylan's reaction. "By the way you're broadcasting again and yes we are here to get the old Dylan back for the afternoon," Delta ribbed Dylan. "Who's going first," Delta looked at Bethany, she continued, "let me get first crack as I am a bit rusty at this and I think we should have a warm-up round before the boys get back." The color drained from Dylan's face and he had the look of man finding out he was at the business end of a firing squad. "Honestly it won't hurt, might look a little weird in regards sizing, but the good news is that I am good enough that you won't end up with anything extra." Dylan was about ready to hand over his wedding ring to Delta, she gestured she didn't need it. Delta whispered into her hands, then lightly slapped Dylan's cheeks, and she stood back to watch the results. Seeing parts of him go blubbery was a bit too much, closing his eyes for a moment helped, and when it seemed like it was done Dylan opened his eyes. He was now barely looking down at Bethany, 'that seems about right,' he was about to ask them about their thoughts. Bethany spoke up, "okay, not sure where the blue highlights came from, could work for Aidan, total miss on the nose, he was not buff at all and missed doing anything to his feet and hands. My turn," Bethany stepped forward, she put her hands to her eyes, she kept chanted something that was gibberish to Dylan, and she put her hands on the side of Dylan's head. Dylan knew instantly to shut his eyes and waited for things to stop moving. "It's too bad about the hair but we're getting there," was Delta's first comment. Dylan opened his eyes, looking down he saw his gut, not quite as big as before but an old guy's gut just the same. Holding up his hands close enough, tiny feet still, and what gives on the arms? "Not sure how the hell that happened," Bethany was losing the fight to not laugh. "T-rex arms and what is going on with those ears," Delta asked as she lost her fight and burst out in a full and hearty laugh. Dylan was starting to get very mad, when he heard Aidan's voice, '(we know they're goofing on us and we need to learn how to do this any way, have one of them try again. Let me make the call on deflecting or rebound this next one.)' "Alright girls, you've had your fun, can you please fix me," Dylan pleaded. "Okay, I'll try harder this time," Bethany repeated her spell and when she touched Dylan she felt a spark. Bethany's arms and feet went blubbery; the panic on her face made Dylan struggle not to break out laughing but the smirk on his face told the girls that fun was over. Now Bethany stood there with arms that came up just short of touching the ground and her feet were now at least men's size 17. Delta's face was the same as the first time Dylan did magic. "Apparently you two forgot the fact that I can do some defensive spell, Aidan reminded me of this, and it seemed like a good time to try it out," from a very satisfied Dylan. "Now," was far as Dylan got. When Bethany broke into tears and sobbed "I am sorry." "Apology accepted, now let's fix this before the boys get back here, in about ten minutes," Dylan trying to get things back on track. "Scratch that, I will fix you Bethany but undo all of the transformations on me. Oscar and Charles want to pull the same crap on me, it will give me an opportunity to practice some more." "I better do it, Bethany's a little too upset," Delta volunteered. A sniffling Bethany nodded in agreement. Delta was now very serious and took a moment to compose herself, she casted the spell on Dylan and everything was undone. Dylan was feeling bad about what he had done to Bethany; there was something there that told him he had cross some line with her. He stepped towards her, "everything will be alright," the spark felt different but it fixed the arms and feet. Dylan stepped in to hug Bethany, she hesitated for a second and then bear hugged him, she whispered in ear, "I am so sorry, I promise to never do anything like that again." Dylan whispered, "same here." A memory popped into his head, it was Bethany begging her older sister to help undo a failed transformation spell, her sister laughed at her, said "no" and then told her parents what had happened. She had to spend several weeks with long flaming red hair that was uncontrollable and nothing could be done with it. It even grew back longer after they tried cutting it. Granny was finally able to fix it with two potions that unfortunately took over two weeks to make. Bethany was forced to go to school while she waited for Granny to make them and the ridicule she endured, it hurt her for a very long time. She lost most of her friends, they did not come back even after her hair was fixed and the few that stuck with her did so only out of sense of duty. Every attempt to make new friend would come to a screeching halt, once they found out about her strange hair incident. Dylan looked up, "I am sorry, I didn't know," he felt terrible. "How could you know little sis and how do you know," Bethany was now very curious. "I think Aidan realized she had screwed up and gave me this one time insight into who you are," Dylan speculated. "That the first time I ever got anything from you. Aidan if you are listening and can help, we need to fix Bethany's make-up." Dylan waited a moment, "she can do it or you can let her try something." Bethany thought about it, "humor me, let's see what she can do." Dylan waited for a moment, "go for it Aidan," Dylan touched Bethany, a spark and in a bizarre like time lapsed video her old make-up was removed and new make-up applied to Bethany's face. Delta and Dylan watched the action and were stunned by the results. Bethany watched their faces and she knew that everything was going to be all right. "Okay girls, the boys are just about here, just play along," Dylan was very excited. "Aidan thank you," Bethany replied. '(Your welcome, us girls need to stick together, for this to work, they have to touch me,)' Aidan was looking forward to this and could barely contain her excitement. "We need Charles to go first then, Oscar is too good and doesn't need to touch the subject," Delta giving Dylan the information he needed. The truck pulled up and everyone helped take care of the supplies and final preparations were complete. Oscar and Charles couldn't take their eyes off of the girls the entire time. Frankly, Dylan couldn't blame them, front, back and from the side, they looked fantastic. "I thought you girls were going to take care of Dylan's makeover," a baffled Oscar. "Remember it was going to be a contest," Delta countered. "Oh-kay," Oscar sensed something but wasn't sure what it was and where this was going. Fortunately, Charles stepped right up, "me I want to go first!" "I'm next," chimed Bethany. "I'm after Bethany," Delta piped up, "Oscar you're last, don't give me that look, you know you are the best one here. Oscar kept looking around, not picking up anything untoward from the girls, he relaxed. Charles stepped up in front of Dylan, took a moment, spoke some gibberish as far as Dylan was concerned, touched Dylan on the shoulder and there was a spark. Charles looked at everyone, "what the hell?" "Shit, Dylan what the..." was all Oscar got out. This shocked the girls and Dylan, both boys were changing and it looked like the end product was going to be very interesting. When the changes finished, you had Dylan's old face with a man bun of pink highlighted hair, a nice big beer gut covered by horrible Hawaiian shirt that was way too small, tight fluorescent green running shorts, and KISS type platform shoes. "Wow, that impressive Dylan," Delta observed. "So somebody is using some new magic I see," Oscar stating the obvious, "can you change us back please?" "I am not sure, this is so new to me, and I am sort of hoping for something else, Charles" Dylan fluttered his eyes. "I am very sorry and I promise not to do something as stupid as that again," Charles apology was pretty sincere. "I am glad to hear that Charles and I accept it, let's see if Aidan will cooperate" Dylan stared into the air. "Aidan, come on the girls just got off of I-75 and they're 15 minutes out," Dylan sounded a bit concerned. "While she appreciates the excellent progress you gents made yesterday, she wants another day like that tomorrow. She seems hell bent and won't move off that point." "Okay, okay, yes we will do another day like yesterday tomorrow, right Charles," Oscar was pleading now. "Alright, you win," a defeated Charles spoke through gritted teeth. "Oscar transform me first and Aidan will undo changes, though she wants you to keep the man bun, she feels the girls will eat it up," an elated Dylan. Oscar was afraid to move with his current footwear and asked Dylan to come to him. When Dylan was in front of him, he took a moment to prepare himself and mumbled some gibberish, touched Dylan's arm, there was no spark. Dylan felt the changes started, closed his eyes as he still couldn't handle watching the changes on him. Once he felt it was done, he opened his and looked at Bethany, "well you look a little trimmer but spot on otherwise." Dylan closed his eyes for moment, then opened them, "okay Aidan do your thing," he touched Oscar, the spark, the changes were fast, the man bun stayed and the girls approved the look. Dylan moved over to Charles, "any request?" "Just get me out of this now, please," Charles was getting nervous of being caught in this outfit. "You bet against Navy again, Aidan do your thing." Dylan touched Charles and was rewarded with a spark. "Any questions because the girls are just about here," Dylan looked at everyone, everyone shook their head no. Dylan looked down the road, "its show time peeps and thank you everyone. Oscar don't lead any of the girls on, they really think you're hot, though it's beyond me why they think you are a stud muffin. The way those two keep staring at your man-bun; you will be the open flame to all four girl moths and keep them from giving me a good examination. You two girls will definitely keep the boys distracted. The car pulled up all four girls came piling out, their eyes all on Oscar, who for the first time had a little blush in his ears and a hint on his cheeks. Pleasantries were exchanged with Dylan introducing the girls in no particular order, Jennifer, Haley, Riley, and the youngest Alexa. Once that was done Dylan suggested to Oscar to show the girls around and let them see his handiwork. They all acted like Dylan just opened the door to the candy shop, so off they went. Dylan observed that Delta and Charles seemed very comfortable playing a couple, very natural, and from what he could see no acting required. 'I really need to understand how Djinn operate,' Dylan noted. "It's just this side of Rocket Science and Bioengineering combined complicated,' joked Charles. All three looked at him and said, "you're broadcasting." Dylan was about to reply to them, his focused shifted, "okay the boys are just about here, Act 1 Scene 2, no Mara with them, she must be shooting for fashionably late." Dylan looked over at Bethany, his eyes captured her beauty, she met his gaze, there was slight blush on her face, throat, her top hid how much further it went. The smiles that lit up both of their faces made the moment just perfect; Dylan sort of wished that he could freeze time. The noise of a car stopping broke the moment. The three boys got out slower, Dylan knew that look on their faces, and he had been there with Michelle, 'there's no way I can ever be with this goddess'. Dylan did introductions again, Mat, Kyle, and Sam; Bethany tried to make it easy for the boys to talk to her by asking their favorite teams in the upcoming March Madness tournament. That seemed to break the ice, Delta and Charles joined in once the party line with Dylan opened up and he was able to feed them some intelligent questions to ask. Dylan started playing host with showing the boys and the returning girls where the appetizers and drinks were located. The look on Oscar's told Dylan that he was going to be insufferable for the next couple of days. Mara was less than five minutes out when Dylan alerted the others, the smiles on their face let him know, that something was going to happen upon her arrival. Dylan kept picking up snippets of her thoughts and noted that she seemed a bit distracted and worried, like Dylan wondering if this was such a good idea. '(Who is this),' came into Dylan mind, 'it sure sounds like Mara,' '(guess.)' A couple of seconds later the noise of an extremely hard braking of car, floated into the party. Everyone looked in that direction, '(I am guessing that was you sis, are you alright)' a concerned Dylan asked. '(That is you, it is safe to assume, I will find all sorts of other changes)' Mara cautiously asked. '(You most certainly will, my dear sis,)' Dylan very smugly. Mara pulled into the driveway, less than a minute later, her usual cool demeanor, seemed a bit frayed. 'Let's see if this will work,' Dylan thought. Mara reacted like something got dropped on her, '(ow, that hurt, was that really necessary?)' '(I'll let you know in a minute sis,)' was Dylan's terse response. "Mom was that you braking a minute ago" a concerned Alexa asked. "Yes, something darted out on me," Mara staring daggers at Dylan. Dylan was distracted and didn't even notice, and then in everyone's head, '(Are you fucking kidding me!)' All the kids looked at each other and they all hoped it was not a repeat of the funeral. Not realizing that Uncle Dylan looped them into to a psychic conversation, all of the magical practitioners were aghast with the exception of Mara. Just between Mara and Dylan '(You! Me! Now!)' to Bethany and Oscar, '(please give me cover.)' While most of the kids were worried, Alexa knew something else was up, she had seen this look on her mom before when Aunt Karen, Grandpa's twin sister would take her out to the figurative woodshed. Dylan marched towards the barn, ignoring everyone else; he looked back at Mara to make sure she was coming, the look on her face confirmed what he has already captured from her memories. Dylan heard Bethany, then Oscar try to change the party dynamics with everyone else. Dylan could catch snippets from all of the kids; he was coming across as the bad guy again, and this hurt him but he knew he had to have this out with his sister. Dylan opened the door, waited for Mara to enter the barn, once she entered; he followed her in, and then closed the door behind him. "This stays between the two of us," the spark was stronger and different, and that Dylan had wondering, if he was missing something. Mara reached into her pocket, pulled out her phone and shut it off. Dylan was stunned at what just happened, "seriously sis, you were going to record this? Mara started to cry and nodded yes. You're Council of Nosy and Useless people put you up to this crap, didn't they," Dylan already knowing the answer. Another yes, "Sis, I am trying to give you every benefit of a doubt here but I am going to have to do this to you, so that you understand the gravity of the situation." "I bind you to not tell a soul about this conversation and that you are to answer truthfully," Dylan touched Mara again, another strong and different spark. "What magic can you do" a curious Dylan. Mara struggled for second, as if against her will, "I am an air element witch and a decent psychic." "What was your assignment with the council," Dylan knew the answer. "Keep an eye on you and let them know if you manifested any magical powers," Mara's answer came quicker. "So, you never noticed anything when I started wearing the anniversary watch, didn't the crazy stuff that Michelle and I started doing raise any flags... the funeral..." Dylan was happy on taking precautions. "Your psychic abilities missed the crazy shit that was rolling through our heads, seriously you expect me to believe that?" Mara struggled again but this time was a different, something changed and there appeared to be some clarity in her eyes, "I did notice something, I really did but Clare told me to wait for more signs. Did you hear about her husband, such a tragedy and she took it so hard." Dylan froze on hearing that name, '(Delta, I need you in here right now!)' "Dylan, what's the matter, you're scared," Mara touched his arm to get his attention. Mara eyes glazed over, Dylan's knowledge of Clare Thibodaux flowed into Mara, Dylan had to grab her and move her over to a bench. Mara was going into shock, her eyes were full of terror, and her body shook like her soul was being ripped out. Delta entered unsure of what was going; she just knew something extremely bad was happening, as she walked towards them she tried to assess the situation. "I need you to hold her for a moment, to break the connection," Dylan trying to keep himself under control, he had hurt his sister in a manner that no one should inflict on another person. Delta tried her best to loosen the grip Mara had on Dylan's arm. She knew what had to be done, reluctantly she brought down her first chop that broke something in Mara's wrist, it was followed by two punches at the same spot, the second one worked. Dylan quickly stepped away, "you need to hold her, so that I can touch her, pray this works," Dylan steeled himself. Delta nodded that she was ready; Mara eyes were going and back and forth between the two of them, trying to determine who threaten her more. Delta started talking harshly in Japanese which gave Dylan the distraction he needed. Dylan stepped forward, "everything is going to be alright," the sparks continued several seconds as Dylan touched Mara's head. The terror left her eyes, then they closed, she moaned, the shaking stopped, the face went peacefully. Dylan moved his hand to her wrist a long spark happened; the bruise disappeared along with the swelling, it appeared normal to Dylan. Mara eyes were still closed, "you're right, we have to kill her," her now open eyes and voice told Dylan she understood. "Delta, thank you, I am sorry we are meeting under these circumstances," Mara tested her wrist, "no pain, everything seems to be working fine, you're full of surprises, that not all of them is it?" "Correct, Delta I think you better get back and let Charles know, we are going to need a couple of sleep potions for Mara," Dylan replied, "I am not sure how well my healing will handle the mental trauma Mara experienced." "Delta, ask my daughter to get the host gift from my car, it will let everyone know that everything is alright," Mara said as a matter of fact. Dylan and Delta were not surprised, Delta stepped back outside. "Well as the Daughter of Doom, is it safe to say you're going to join the fairer sex as my sister, the assumption has always been, Grandpa, Dad or you would become a female to gain the ability to do magic, hence the nickname," Mara suggested. "Nope, meet your latest niece, transition finishes next weekend and Dylan will disappear," Dylan replied. "Silly question with everything that's being going on here, why isn't the council sticking their nose into this like they normally do?" Mara laughed, "simple, we were told to butt out and not get involved. I'm being used as the eyes and ears for the council. The good news for you is the spells you casted on me are real damn good and nobody there is going to be able break them." "That's good to know, Clare was on the council, correct," Dylan seeking confirmation. "Yes, you're about to say they are probably compromised, I would agree with you and that I go back with as little information as I can get away with giving them," Mara acknowledged. Dylan felt comfortable bringing Mara up to speed on what happened and the necessity for him to change, along with their plans to make him disappear. Mara confirmed the fact that his children had latent psychic powers that were now becoming active and at times they have picked up little snippets from each other and you and it wouldn't be long before they figure everything out. Mara pointed out that both parents had the power and had simply passed it on to their kids. Dylan admitted he never knew that about Michelle. Dylan then told her about the phone calls earlier this week and how he detected the party line connections that they were forming. He felt that their powers would continue to grow and the cover story wouldn't hold up if they ever got close to him. "With the way you can broadcast Bro, I'm amazed half the county isn't clued in on the strange things that are going on here," Mara jokingly pointed out. "This family has so many secrets why were the potential Daughters of Doom kept in the dark," a puzzled Dylan. Mara's basic answer was the hope that by not knowing magic existed; the three of us would not seek it out and possibly trigger the breakdown of the magical protections. "Knowing what it involves, did you really think any of us would've been easily persuaded to go for it," Dylan asked. "It only took Oscar 4 or 5 beers and one hour to make you go for it," Mara pointed out the obvious. "Oscar never offered up that little tidbit and knowing what I do now, I probably would have freely made the choice," Dylan countered. Does the council know where this reservoir is located," Dylan curiosity got the better of him. "Somewhere in the area," Mara said as more of question. "You're standing on ground zero Mara, did the council have any clue or any concern about me moving to said area and possible consequence for being this close to it," Dylan seeking confirmation of his formed opinion. Mara thought for a second, "just the Daughters of Athena, Sisters of the Djinn and your neighbor Mac Dowel, everyone else seem to ignore or thought nothing of it. In the case of your neighbor he got tossed out recently, ostensibly for being too annoying. The other two groups have not shown up for the last couple of meetings." "That's good to know; I think it is in our best interest if you start making yourself scarce with the council for the time being," Dylan was starting to formulate a plan. "Sis, I need your help and you cannot involve the council. You know what Clare is capable of doing, our family is very high on her list along with Bethany's family we are probably sitting at 1 and 2, respectfully. I am hoping she sticks her usual M.O. and stays in this area. You have an idea of her stench, if you pick it up, alert me directly. I am not sure at this point what we can do about it but I won't know my true magical talents until after the transformation. Don't give me that look; my sponsor gave me an alter ego that's doing the magical stuff right now. I've been lead to believe I get to keep it when I become Aidan Moore. In addition, come up with a list of things you will need to keep track of both sets of family members within a 100 mile radius." "Dylan, that's a lot of people," Mara reminded him. "If you have a better idea, I am all ears; I'll bounce it off the team here and let's circle back after my transformation, okay," Dylan waited for Mara's response. She nodded yes. "She loves you, you know" Mara stated. The confusion on Dylan's face was obvious. "Bethany, silly," Mara astonished at Dylan's cluelessness. "I know she likes me but love... I can barely get anything when I tried to read her," the light going on in Dylan's head. "That's good, one of the things I learned is the more you like slash love someone, the less you can read said person," Mara said brightly. "I can tell that you are still grieving for Michelle; Bethany can help you, give her a chance and let Michelle truly move on, so Bethany or whoever you find true love with does not have to compete with a ghost. Oh my god, you're blushing, that is so cute, any chance I can get a preview of what you are going to look like?" "Sure, I think," Dylan pulling his wallet, he pulled out his driver license, it showed his current state, "show the new me" a spark and it showed the real state of Dylan. Dylan handed the license over to Mara, "Hmm, 5, 3, and 120 pounds, how small are you going to be?" "Apparently five feet and less than a hundred pounds, I don't have to use a booster seat, right," Dylan jokingly asked. "Nope, you have Michelle's 'very happy to see you' eyes, her lovely mouth, cute nose, great cheekbones, your face is going to be a great canvas for make-up, everything seems to be nicely proportional," Mara handed back the license. The drive license changed back as Dylan touched it. "I'm sorry about what happened earlier, going ballistic regarding your actions, Clare seems to have really screwed up our lives, and not sure why we had that dump of Clare knowledge," Dylan's voice reflected his sorrow. "All of this is so new to me and I am past most of Delta's knowledge and understanding." Mara cautiously touched Dylan, "I am fine now thanks to your healing, it was important for me to understand the danger we are all in now and how the bitch operates." "I think we should get back to the party, sorry it's probably going to a bust on the match making, my alter ego has asked if you want your makeup and hair fixed," Dylan knowing the answer. "Why yes, please go ahead, did she do Bethany's makeup, whoever did, it's fantastic," Mara gushed in the hopes that she would get a bit of a makeover. "Sorry sis, Aidan is only going to fix things, don't want to raise any questions if you're wearing a new face," Dylan hoping that Mara understood. "Aidan suggested we have a little makeup party after the transformation is complete and trade secrets, though it may need to wait for the Clare problem to be addressed." "We can use it as a cover for meeting," Mara's eyes were starting to moisten; she reached out and started to hug Dylan tightly. Dylan returned the hug, "hey, hey, I'll still be here, just a different package, we both have long lives ahead of us to enjoy each other's company." Mara sniffled for a moment, "you're probably right and it's not like you're going to disappear." "Can you please turn off the water works long enough for Aidan to do her magic," Dylan asked hopefully. Mara cracked a smile and nodded yes. Dylan touched Mara's face and then her hair, Aidan started her work, in less than in a minute, she was done, and Mara looked fantastic. Dylan stood back, looked at Aidan's work; he smiled "looking good sis." Their exit from the barn was met with 11 sets of eyes, Mara and Dylan picked up the collective sense of relief. Dylan picked up from the Djinns that they were going to behave themselves and be civil to Mara. '(My god she is beautiful, if I was 30 years younger, I'd be trying to steal her away from you)' Dylan was looking at his twin sister in this new light. '(Sorry sis, Bethany loves me, you said so, is it going to be the same after the transformation,)' Dylan fretted. '(You really can't read her thoughts can you,)' Mara was amazed. '(No, am I missing something... oh shit... she like girls)' epiphany to Dylan. A chorus of '(your broadcasting)' brought a titter of laughter from Mara and the Djinns. The blush of embarrassment on Dylan's face, got a what I am missing look from Bethany. Delta leaned over to Bethany and whispered in her ear, it was very clear in Dylan's head, '(he finally figured out your little secret.)' Bethany whispered back to Delta, '(about time.)' The deepening of the blush got to the point, where Alexa asked Uncle Dylan if he was alright. Mara stepped in to save him by telling the kids she remembered something Dylan had done when he was a teenager at a party just like this and it still get a rise out of him. The party was going very well, Dylan enjoying his time at the grill; all of the kids had fun talking to him, and getting acquainted with his new friends. Twice, Dylan had to bailout Delta and Charles when they were asked about what they did for a living; both were part of small security firm, which handle privacy issues, and obliged by non-disclosure agreement to not talk about them. Dylan and Mara held a couple of private conversations where Mara explained that the twin sister of the Daughter of Doom, always ended up with Magic and Psychic abilities. For some unknown reason it fell on them to keep an eye their twin brother and loop the council in on anything untoward. Between Aunt Karen and her, it always seemed that anything they reported was politely ignored, even the multiple annual visits by the Daughter of Dooms to the area. They were just to report; Aunt Karen never told her if she was supposed to do anything beyond that. "Are you sure you want to go with that answer sis," Dylan not sure why he asked her. Mara froze, her body started shaking, it was obvious to Delta and Dylan that some sort of a struggle was going on. Dylan was picking up strange thoughts and voices in Mara's head. Dylan was delivering the spike just before Delta's voice came into his head to do it. Mara dropped to the ground like she had been shot. Dylan yelled to Oscar to take her inside. Delta for some reason picked up Mara's purse as they took her to the house. Oscar took her upstairs, closely followed by Delta and Dylan. Charles and Bethany kept the kids outside but missed Alexa sneaking in the back door. The kids were extremely worried as Aunt Mara was their favorite aunt after Michelle. A couple of them started thinking about leaving as there were too many strange things going on here. Dylan reached out, '(Charles, get a couple of the kids to help you with Barbeque, as the food is going to burn.)' '(Bethany, get the rest to finish setting out the rest of the stuff for dinner, like the plates, silverware and drinks.)' The door was closed and Dylan's attention was now on his sister, Alexa leaned against the door to listen. "How did you know to spike her and what did you do to trigger this," Delta was in her interrogation mode. Dylan told them his last question to her and then her thoughts and strange voices, the spike was some sort of instinctive reaction. Aidan voice chimed in '(sorry this was all me, Dylan accessed Mara's memories, her prior answer didn't square with what I knew, so I pressed her with the challenge and reengaged the magic from earlier. Delta you spotted something in her purse didn't you?)' Delta nodded yes, she then closed her eyes for a second, said something in Japanese, a pop and her right hand was now gloved. She reached into the purse, pulled out a revolver, "I am fairly certain the bullets are magically enhanced." She continued by pulling out two speed loaders and a combat knife. "Well somebody came to party," Oscar sardonically. Dylan-Aidan was pacing the room now, finally they stopped, "there is someone or something in Mara, we need to get it out of her or she could die." Just then the door opened, a scared Alexa rushed in, "please save my mother!" "We can and will," Dylan-Aidan smiled. '(Oscar, please hold Alexa, this could get really ugly.)' Dylan-Aidan touched the wall, a spark, the room was sound proofed. Delta you need to get your magical protection outfit on I have no idea how bad this will get. Delta spoke again, a pop and she nodded that she was ready. Dylan-Aidan took his sister's hand, there was continuous snapping of sparks, Mara sat up, she opened her eyes, they glowed yellow, she turned to look at Dylan-Aidan, a really cheesy horror movie smile greeted him. A low deep voice spoke from Mara, "is this the best you've got?" "This is ancient magic," Dylan-Aidan ignoring the entity continued, "who were you here for?" "For them and their drinking buddy outside," Mara looked at Delta and then Oscar, "or your hot neighbor babe." "I thank you for your honesty," Dylan being polite though distracted, "you're right I cannot defeat you yet, and maybe never," Dylan going for the dramatic pause. "I am giving you a chance to bail before things get real unpleasant" "Silly human, you've already admitted that you cannot beat me," Mara sneered at him. "You should be grateful that he won't allow me to touch you." Dylan-Aidan squeezed Mara's hand harder, "you had your chance." Mara tried to pull her hand away, she couldn't, the creature realized it was trapped, "what is happening", it screeched. Dylan-Aidan looked into Mara's eyes, his eyes started to glow white-hot, "silly Gomer, I am the warm up act, and now just back from making your master her bitch, may I present this afternoon main entertainment Chaos herself." A stately ancient female voice entered their heads, '(thank you Dylan for entertaining this loathsome creature. I've got a really miserable place to hold you for the next 100 years, and you'll be happy to know that I have "Baby Shark" piped in just for you.)' The look of terror on Mara's face got some snickers out of everyone in the room. The room seemed to compress for a second, a distinct pop, and Mara dropped back to the bed. The ancient voice continued, '(I have cleansed your sister of any other tampering and strengthen your protections against others reading her thoughts. We need to wait for the others to join us.)' A moment later there was a knock on the door and Bethany and Charles came in. "The rest are all frozen in time," Charles answering the obvious question. '(It will save a lot of questions and give Dylan an opportunity to test his psychic skills,)' the ancient voice picking up the conversation. '(Now that we are all here, let me introduce myself, I am Chaos, one of the Fates, I am able to bend the rules a bit thanks to the interference from another Ancient and hold this War Council. Dylan, I know your concerns for both the Tatum and Moore families. Your decision to seek your sister's help was a wise one but premature, now that the rest of the traps that were embedded in her have been removed, I can supply some logistics and intelligence support.)' There was a glow in Mara's purse and two pops with both Alexa and Mara receiving necklaces. "First thing, I have given you charms that will warn you of Clare's and her accomplice's presence and alert other team members of an encounter. In addition, it gives protection against their attacks. There is enough in Mara's purse to outfit the rest of the team which is Mara's other daughter and your children Dylan. Bethany, there are several more kits for your family and Mara can distribute them.)' Bethany nodded in agreement. '(Mara and Dylan you are right about his children they are developing high level psychic powers and they will be great assets in thwarting and defeating Clare. Mara while your daughters cannot do magic, they are extremely resistant to both magical and psychic attacks, so they may be able track them, and their martial arts training with my slight enhancements will keep them safe. While they will be able to help, it will fall on Dylan, Oscar, and Delta as a team to eliminate the threat.)' Chaos told them that bullets are able to defeat some magic shields and deflecting spells, and as one puts more rounds into the shield it will eventually breakdown the magic or deplete the magic user's energy. She knew that with Bethany and Charles working together they could synthesize the magic into a potion that could be applied to more rounds. She added that Charles had a nice incendiary potion that combined with the other type of round would be very useful in pinning down and defeating most sane magic users. She talked about how Dylan is right on how far out Clare and her accomplice can go away from their master. 50 miles or less they have their full power, 75 miles gets very challenging for both of them, go much further and they will cease to exist. As their master's powers wane, their operating range will decrease. You can plot encounters to help you figure out where their master's liar is located. Chaos requested that Bethany, Mara and Dylan stay and that everyone leave the room. Once the room had cleared, Chaos appeared to them, Dylan felt like he was in the presence of royalty and that he should bow and both Bethany and Mara felt the need to curtsey. Chaos gently laughed, "there is no need to be so formal, I felt that with everything I have asked of you and will be asking from you, that I should thank you in person. I am taking advantage of the other Ancient's folly of directly interfering and challenging me to redress the harm that has fallen to you and loved ones through some gifts," Chaos said with a wink. Chaos went on to explain, that this maybe her only opportunity to do something like this without coming across as directly interfering. She promised to run interference with the other Ancients that want this whole thing literally blow up and embarrass her. She would press her Allies and those responsible for this mess to be more proactive and lend more direct assistance. Chaos turned to Mara, "Mara, your personal sacrifice over the years and the countless time that you have helped Dylan, I have remembered all these things. I feel that one of the things that may help Dylan and you is to roll back the years and give you a younger body. A cover story will be needed but I think Dylan would like at least one sibling that he can relate to once the transformation is complete. Both Mara and Dylan smiled shyly at her words. I like some of Dylan's psychic powers that he has developed and I am thinking Mara will need them as well. Dylan's spike that jogs people's memories and picking up psychic echoes from magical items will serve you well Mara," Chaos nodded. She went on to explain, that all of the gift should help protect the two families, allowing Dylan to concentrate on the farm. She knows all of their concerns with Claire and her accomplice. While the Daughters of Athena and Sister of the Djinn will be of most service here, she would engage another group to help protect the families and any other innocents that have the misfortune of crossing paths with Claire. She then turned towards Bethany. "Bethany, Granny was a faithful servant, along with your help has put off this potential tragedy as long as could reasonably be expected. You volunteered to help, knowing what's at stake here. For you, I give you Granny's potion kit, top secret recipe book for potions, charms and ward, and her stock of rare to impossible-to-find magical items. She left them in my safekeeping for what we are facing now. I will give you access to the Ancients Library to give you the wisdom you seek to restore the protections and this land. Finally, I will grant you a boon to be called upon at any time you desire." Several glows and the items she had mentioned appeared. A tear formed in Bethany's eye, "I always wonder what had happened to all of this stuff, she ran her hand over the book, a spark happened just as she attempted to open it, and she smiled. "This is all of Granny's really fun spells and a couple that I don't recognize." "Hmm, I wonder how those extra ones got in there, well enjoy and do follow the safety precautions when called for," Chaos smiled and turned towards Dylan. "Finally to you Dylan, I wished we were meeting under different circumstances or never had to meet at all. The sacrifice of who you are, the senseless murder of your wife, and the danger you are putting yourself in, I don't feel that I can ever truly make you whole again. It is very rare for a man to find true love, to realize it almost from the beginning of your time with her, to never take her for granted, and to constantly work to refresh and strengthen it. I am truly honored that I can call you a Daughter of Chaos and to put it in your own vernacular I am making you my Franchise Player. You will truly be a great Magical Practitioner and I don't need another Ancient interfering with our work here by sending you off on some fool's errand. One of my gifts to you addresses the strength and speed in a different way in the ability with the ability to manipulate time by slowing down everything else up by a ratio 10 to 1. This spell can last up 15 minutes with no recharging needed but can only be used once per day. The ability to enhance both potency and duration of other's magic items like potions, wards, charms, and other items. Finally, a deep Scry ability that you will be able penetrate time and anti-scrying magical protection. I have faith in Oscar's ability to craft a wonderful body and you will have several iterations to tryout as time goes by, and I promise I will give you one last time opportunity to adjust everything. As for your psychic broadcasting, it really is a mental discipline thing; any attempt by me to address it will cause other problems and affect who you are. Like Bethany, I promise you one boon and if either you never find the need for it, you can bequeath it to whomever you want it to go to for their use." They all thanked her for the gifts, she reminded Dylan that through Aidan, he can do almost any magic by touching and does not involve blood or necromancer magic. She implored both Mara and me to be bold in the defense of our family and this site; when possible strike hard and decisively to terminate those who precipitated this crisis. That is the only way we can ensure a peaceful and free from fear life for all of you. "I need to leave now, before others realize that I have visited here and given you aid, remember that this conversation never happened", Chaos smiled and was gone. Mara opened the door and found Alexa and the three Djinns frozen in place, "any thoughts on our cover story with the kids?" "I think we caught a break there, Charles was able distract them by using a little magic, then Chaos froze them before they realized you were gone," Bethany was hopeful. Let's see what Charles thinks as the kids are a very easy read," Dylan trying to be optimistic. At the word "Charles", the others started moving, "did she just freeze us," a somewhat put out Oscar asked. The three of them, just gave the four 'we'd love to tell you but we cannot' look. "Charles, how successful were you in distracting the kids outside," Dylan queried. Charles smiled, "they think Mara had a little too much booze and not enough food." "You really had to go that route," an annoyed Mara looking at Charles. "Just one time, I cut loose and I've never lived that one down, oh well, the legend continues," Mara conceded knowing it was a lost cause. "Shall we get back to the party; just remember I am taking one for the team here." Bethany and Charles went back out to their places with the kids. Once the kids started moving, Oscar and Delta stepped out of the house, followed by Dylan, finally Alexa and Mara with Mara acting embarrassed and taking a seat on the porch. "I'll get you some food and water mom," Alexa said loud enough for the kids to confirm what they assumed was going on. '(Charles, just remember my paybacks are very memorable,)' Mara broadcasted as she put on some sunglasses to complete the picture. '(You are so doomed Charles, she is an artist at this, fortunately for us, there's usually very little collateral fallout,)' Dylan on the party line. '(Sis, you're broadcasting.)' '(Glad to hear it, just means my intended target, got the message)' Mara dropped her head and sunglasses to give Charles the evil eye. The party continued with Mara sulking on the porch for 10 minutes, before Dylan called everyone to dig into the perfectly done hamburgers and brats. The sides were excellent including a barely in-season watermelon that nobody seems to remember getting. Everyone had their fill, while there no direct discussion but everyone was enjoying Mara's acting, '(it's been awhile since the Oscar was given out for being drunk at the dinner table but you would be a shoe-in Sis)' Dylan having a little fun. The look given by Mara to Dylan had him thinking another spike might be needed. A game of Euchre was started at the table after it had been cleared, Dylan with Oscar started the fire pit that had a dozen chairs around it, and the S'more supplies were nearby on a table. Dylan kept on eye on the weather by checking in on his phone. People kept switching in and out of the card game and everyone enjoyed the S'mores, though the kids were a bit put off by both Mara and Dylan eating ones that had some very burnt marshmallows. It was now dark and the line of thunderstorms was about sixty minutes out, when Dylan asked everyone to take a couple of minutes to help move the food into the kitchen and all of the furniture into the barn. While Mara, Bethany and Dylan took care of the food, Oscar and Charles with the help of a couple of the boys stored the furniture or packed into the appropriate car. Everyone started saying their goodbyes with Mara and Dylan making sure the drivers were not buzzed and good to drive the others home. Dylan hugged all of the kids, reading their thoughts and implanting the suggestion that Mara's episode was due to drug-alcohol interaction, as she didn't read the her new prescription label well enough. '(Thank you for fixing that little episode Bro, I can live with that excuse,)' Mara smiled. Alexa announced that she was going home with her mom and though she was quite sober Mara was happy to have some quality time with her favorite daughter. After the kids had pulled away and Dylan was able to confirm them getting on to I-75. Everyone gathered up on the porch and though it didn't start as one, it seemed like a session of Djinn 101. Oscar explained that there are two types of Djinns Free and Captive; the Free Djinns were very rare, all of three of them were Free. "So what does that mean," Dylan queried. Charles took the question, "three things, first we are engaged to grant wishes and then where applicable stick around and help the person making the wish. Second, we have somebody who sponsors us, in our case the Sisters of the Djinn and takes responsibility for our actions. Finally, we can be used as additional firepower to address issues like this; other sanctioned activities like eliminating Necromancers or retiring rogue Djinns. The freedom we are given is how we are rewarded and allow us to work on things like this, where we can stick around and live like normal human beings for a while. Can do things like fall in love with other Djinns," Charles and Delta kissed and looked in each other's eyes for moment. Finally the wherewithal to look good all of the time, you really don't want to see what we look with no magic. Captive are just show up Djinns with no oversight, grant the wish any way they want to, and then high tail it out of there, dam the consequences. The most malicious one are retired, the marginal are monitored and the good ones are recruited to become free ones. You need to remember that most Djinns are made by a being forced into becoming one. All three of us were recruited to become Djinns and in each of our cases we freely chose to do so. I am sorry that in your case we had to trick you into becoming a female Dylan, for I know in your heart and mind, you would have done so freely if simply told the truth." Alexa shook her head in disbelief, "did I hear that correctly? Uncle Dylan is this true? How are you going to explain this to everyone?" "I suggest we take this inside," Dylan worried about new attempts to surveil the farm. Once inside, Dylan requested that Oscar undo his spell and once that was completed both Mara and Alexa had a chance to inspect the Dylan-Aidan underway transformation. Alexa was floored by the changes, she was excited to know that she was getting a new girl cousin and thought of all the shopping expeditions they needed to go on. They explained the plan on Dylan disappearing and having Aidan taking over the running of the farm. '(Care to run away with me Sis, I am thinking of changing the story to joining the circus,)' Dylan joking with Mara. '(Not really, I can see all of the great things that Michelle is bringing to the party, so what are you contributing)' a curious Mara. '(As far I can tell my chin and ears, the nose is anybody's guess)' Dylan having fun. '(Let's face it, she and you were the beauty in this generation, thank God the two of you were able to pass it on.)' Dylan grabbed his fourth beer and not questioning how today he was barely feeling the beer, he was just happy to enjoy his craft beer and thought it was a good time to continue his Djinn education from the porch. "We have Free and Captive Djinn, if it is not too personal, how did you three come into being Djinns?" "I'll start," an enthusiastic and drunk Oscar shouted out, as he loved telling his story. He was Centurion in the Roman Army in Great Britain, when his patrol was ambushed and got wiped out by one of the local tribes. He was saved when the tribe's Shaman picked him to extract information and send a message to the other Romans. He still has the occasional nightmare from the intelligence extraction portion of his ordeal. Once they got what they wanted out of him, the Shaman through the use of some heavy duty ancient magic, turned him into the original Frankenstein, and he had to lead many raids against his former friends. Once the Romans left, he was used against the other local tribes, until one time he went berserk and killed everyone on both sides, they end up driving him into one of the bogs with the hope that he would die there. For several decades he eked out an existence in the bog, later on he lived near the bog and he would trade with hunting parties. Eventually a village elder invited him to join his village, knowing full well who he was; it was his skills as a weapons smith that made him so valuable. He thrived once he was living with people again but the fact he could not die or have children would eventually cause issues. Forcing him to move from the village to a faraway place where he would not be known. This went on for eight centuries; he got very good as a smithy and being able to relocate every 25 to 30 years. The Battle of Hastings changed everything, somehow his reputation was known among the Normans, and they badly wanted him, so he ended up in Ireland. The Irish loved him and he loved them, better food, excellent booze, and he started running into other magical people, the fairies were initially scared of him but warmed up to him after he saved several of them from capture. They helped him tap into his magical powers which he could imbue into the weapons he created making them better and deadlier. His reputation as a smithy grew and the local royalty sought him out. He also helped the coastal regions defend against Viking raiders which the locals loved, while the Chieftains saw it as a challenge to their authority, eventually the Fairies would have to hide him for a while until things settled down. Somehow the Sisters of the Djinn heard about him and eventually put the word out to all magical creatures that they wanted to contact him. Eventually a meeting was set-up, where they explained their mission of policing the Djinns and destroying evil Magic Users by using Free Djinns as their Allies to combat Rogue Djinns, Necromancers, and Blood Magic users. Oscar was getting sick and tired of being a smithy and the offer was good enough for him to make the leap, he's been doing it ever since then with no regrets. This last statement got Delta and Charles yelling, "Bullshit." Delta was next, her husband was a Samurai who had saved his Clan Leader twice and in both case he was severely injured, her sister was able to help nurse him back the first time but the second one involved the Achilles tendon. It devastated him that he was unable to continue serving his Clan Leader in his normal role. His Clan Leader did two things for him, first to have him set-up a small training camp on the border of his lands where keeping order was constantly being challenged by marauding bands of thieves. Use the trained recruits to restore order and select the best one to send his court. What nobody knew was that her husband trained with her prior to going back to his Clan Leader's court, knowing full well that others would challenge him when he came back. The second time he came back, he embarrassed several hot shot up and coming samurais by defeating them, even though he had to fight with the bad leg planted to one spot. The Clan Leader appreciated his demonstration and got the idea for the training camp, giving her husband a purpose. The three poseur samurais were cashiered, later joined the bandits and after two of them were killed by her husband's students, the remaining one sought revenge by engaging a Yokai. This particular Yokai was malicious and very destructive, it attacked the village, her husband and his students tried their best to protect the villagers and for the most part they were successful however at an extremely high cost. It was just one student and her husband that were left and the Yokai moved to finish them off. Out of sheer desperation she attacked to save her husband, she didn't know that her sister applied some magic to her katana that was devastating to the Yokai. Her attack saved them but when her husband sought to kill it, the Yokai desperately unleashed a deadly magical spell at him, and then disappeared. Her husband had just enough life left to tell her that he loved her and to help him rest peacefully by finishing off the beast. Delta stopped for a moment, Charles moved to hug and hold her, and everyone heard her sob for a minute, she lifted her head, her eyes were a little puffy, "I am okay and I want to finish my story." She told him that she would at any cost; he smiled, and then died in her arms. "Outside of Oscar and Charles, you are the first to hear my story," Delta sniffed. Oscar showed up shortly after that and offered her the opportunity to finish off the Yokai, Delta smiled at that memory. Oscar delivered on his offer and the Yokai was destroyed. It was after, that she realized, she need a new purpose in her life and asked Oscar if could join him in destroying evil creatures like the Yokai? After consulting with the Sister of the Djinns, an offer was extended and she accepted. Dylan never knew when Bethany took his hand to hold it; he only realized it when Alexa leaned over to Mara and point out what had happen. A little blush on his face but he did not let go of the hand, '(Beth, you romantic, I was thinking before you leave tonight, we test the lips again and maybe another spot or two.)' That got a little blush and a big smile from Bethany, '(I think that can be arranged.)' Dylan to Mara, '(can you please ask Alexa to keep this little secret to herself.)' '(She will, she is very good at keeping secrets, though both of us think you make a very hot couple,)' Mara smiled at Dylan. Charles made a noise to get everyone's attention. He started out life as a girl which stunned everyone who was not a Djinn, and he reiterated again. His story started out in Africa, he was the last daughter of the tribe's healer and her gift was being an excellent potion maker, particularly in healing and keeping people healthy. Her sisters were jealous of her skills and abilities to the point of sabotaging her work, making potions useless and a couple of times very dangerous. Her father's solution was to marry her off at the ripe old age of 11 to tribal elder in another village; this lasted for 3 months before she was sold to some slavers, and after one or two more sales, she was on a ship bound for the Caribbean. During the voyage, a deadly disease started running through both crew and slaves, fortunately for all onboard, one of the slaves could understand some of the crew and knew her language well enough to tell them, she could stop the disease. The captain was desperate enough to give her a chance, she could smell the herbs and spices that the ship carried to their next destination, and she knew she could save most of the people. It took a day for her to make potion and within 24 hours of disbursing it, those who were not too far gone started recovering, and on the third day there was no new cases. By the time they made landfall, everyone had recovered, and the slaves appeared to healthier than normal which lead to the slavers making more money per head. Word of her potion making abilities got to a couple of shop owners, who went in together to buy her, what they didn't realize was their current man did not appreciate her help. He would appear to ignore her anytime she suggested anything to improve the potions; yet he would then steal her ideas, and take credit for them, leaving the shop owners questioning why they bought and paid a premium for her. She thought her luck had changed, as another outbreak of a deadly disease flared up at one of the plantations, it spread across the island, and finally to their town. Everyone was panicking; civil order was breaking down, as the island's leaders holed up in the fortress and left everyone else to their own devices. She wasn't sure but had an idea of what could stop this outbreak, she prepared a small amount of a potion, that she tried it on one of the shop owners children in secret and it saved the child's life. The shop owner and his wife realized what had happen when the child talked about a dark angel coming in the night to give her the magical medicine. When his partner's family was stricken with the disease, they told her to make more; she still had some from her first batch which went to those in most dire need. The next batch was done in quick order as they had all of the supplies readily available, it worked and everyone pulled through with the children recovering first. Again the potions maker claimed it was his idea and for some reason the partners believed him for he was a learned man and not some young 12 year old slave girl. She refused to help the potion maker, in his rage he beat her, and then had the audacity to claim she had put some sort of spell on him, so that he forgot how to make the medicine. This put the partners into a real bind as they had already told the Governor that they had a medicine that could stop the sickness and with the fortress now a hot spot for the disease, the Governor was not amused. Eventually he sent a squad of soldiers to arrest all four of them, so he could sort this whole thing out. The Governor did in quick order by threatening them all with execution, if they didn't figure it out, and have someone making medicine within 10 minutes. She asked for the supplies from the partner's stores, once she realized the materials in the fort were of questionable quality. She was able to start make batches which turned thing around first in the fort, the town next and then out to the plantations. For her reward, the Governor had her seized, to become part of the Governor's household staff, and made to service his carnal needs against her will. Charles stopped for a moment, he needed a minute before he could start again, Delta squeezed his hands and the look on her face told him to continue. It was at the Governor's mansion that she met her first love, an indentured slave Kevin Morrissey, together they promised to become free and go to the Colonies. The Governor got wind of it and was able to extend Kevin's length of service indefinitely, shipped him off to a plantation on the other side of the island. Kevin was dead within a week after a failed escape attempt. Charles stopped again to compose himself and then started again. She was able to get her revenge, shortly after that the Governor came down with a fever. After exhausting all conventional medical treatments, they turned to her to save him, and though she did save him, she made him suffer for a week, he recovered but his health was ruined. He spent the remainder of his life, very feeble, struggling for each breath, requiring having someone to move him around, and feed him. He was unable to communicate though his eyes told you that his mind was still sound, it was trapped in a useless body. Charles was smiling now and he seemed pretty pleased with himself. Oscar and Delta showed up shortly after that, seeking some help to address a zombie plague on another island. Her potions were able to return people back to normal, while they took care of the Shaman who was creating them; they realized she would be a very useful person to have on their team and they made her an offer. She agreed to join them, if they could turn her into a male, as she vowed never to be so defenseless again, though it took a while for her to adjust, she loved being free and not being afraid. Dylan, said out loud what the others were thinking, "wow, your stories are amazing. So what the craziest thing you've done recently." Mara laughed, "I know that answer, Roswell in 47." Oscar a little sheepishly, "guilty but there was a whole crew of others involved, the Sisters, Daughters and the Society of Necromancer Slayers, just to name a few. The problem was everyone underestimated what a newbie Necromancer possessed by a Demon, add some high-level background radiation, and you get dumpster fire as the results. It was out there for the US Government to spectate right from the start. It took several days of very tense negotiations, a couple of gentle pushes, and a relatively plausible cover story to stop the Feds from declaring open season on all Magic Practitioners. So the alien was the kid after we finished him off and the spaceship was some sort of vessel that the demon was using to bring more of his kind into this into this plane. We were able to get them to push out the weather balloon story. A rather low key, very top secret bureau was set-up to keep eye on all things Magical, where necessary step-in, and keep the public ignorant about magic." "That's about right and it has worked so far," Mara acknowledged. She looked at her watch and realized it was getting late and she had to drop Alexa off at her place. "Alexa and I need to bail," Mara and Alexa started saying their goodbyes, Charles and Delta took advantage of Mara's leaving to head out for a little fun. The storm never arrived as it broke up two-thirds of the way across the state and there were still some glowing embers in the fire pit. Oscar's last beer seemed to be making him sleepy which puzzled Dylan as Oscar seemed to be able drink like he had two wooden legs. Once everyone left, Oscar bid adieu and headed off to his room, leaving Bethany and Dylan in the kitchen. Bethany bit her lip and hesitated for a second, "you know how you wanted to test the lips again, can we try something with it?" "What did you have in mind," Dylan's curiosity piqued. "Well I was thinking a little lip gloss," Bethany asking hopefully. "I was sort of expecting this with how I look now, so let's go ahead and give it a try," Dylan with little enthusiasm. "Go to the bathroom, while I go get my purse, and we'll get started," Bethany trying to make this fun for Dylan. Dylan didn't have to wait long for Bethany, she brought in a large purse, and Dylan suspected there was going to be other little surprises tonight, if Bethany had her way. "Okay, this lip gloss has a little color in it, so think of it as lipstick lite, and we will use a stick to apply it," Bethany in big sis mode. "Apply it to the bottom lip and smack the upper lip into it, just a nice coating." Dylan looked at her with the "I am doing this' look. "Come on it's not that challenging, you were never used a lip balm or anything like that," Bethany using her you men tone. Dylan shook his head no. "Think of it as a painting exercise, just do the lower lip." Dylan started and with a little prod to be a bit more generous, he smacked his lips together when asked to, and when done, they both looked into the mirror to see the results. "Not bad for your first time, the color works and your lips looks so much more kissable, not that they weren't before," Bethany smiled. Dylan took a moment to examine his handiwork and thought 'I would definitely want to kiss those lips,' his eyes told Bethany that everything she needed to know. "Let take those lips for a test drive," Bethany a skoosh more enthusiastic than she wanted. Bethany turned Dylan towards her, lifted his chin, Dylan smiled and closed his eyes, and she leaned in with a very light kiss. Dylan wrapped his arms around her and his face simple said more. Bethany obliged with a longer kiss and wrapped her arms around him; it felt so right for both of them. All five of Dylan's senses loved it, Beth smelled wonderfully, one or both set of lips tasted like strawberry, lots of skin on skin contact, Beth's green eyes entranced him and he swore he could her heart beating. They lost track of time, Dylan loved how Beth's loose flowing hair shrouded them, both sets of hands drifted lower until they were cupping and squeezing the other's butt. Oscar's pounding on the door and rather drunken shout of "are you done in there, cause I need to piss like a Russian Race Horse," destroyed everything. "Sure, give us a minute," an annoyed Dylan replied. Bethany and Dylan did a quick check of the other, they both cleaned the others smeared lip gloss, Bethany did a quick hand comb of her hair, and grabbed the lip gloss and her purse. "You ready," Dylan asked. Bethany nodded yes; Dylan opened the door and tried to stop Oscar from just bolting to the toilet as Oscar already had his cock out his pants. He had to fight the urge to use some magic on Oscar; instead he let Bethany clear out first and then slammed the door on his way out. Oscar shouted out, "whoa that was close Dylan." Bethany had a strange look on her face and then broke out in laughter, "at least he's not an angry drunk." "Is this the sort of shit I am going to have to put up with after the transformation," Dylan asked out loud. "Believe me we got off easy there, he didn't wave it at us or start peeing on us, though from the quick look I've got to admit he is pretty well endowed down there," Bethany stated as a matter of fact. "Let's go to your bedroom, I have some others things to check up on and I thought some of more testing of the lips is needed." "That's the best offer I've had all day," Dylan pointed the way, Bethany lead the way. Dylan loved the way Bethany's pants separated her two butt checks and the way she moved, had him thinking, 'I am going to need learn how to walk that way.' Bethany stopped at the door and looked at Dylan, "a walk like that can get the juices really flowing, you're broadcasting, and big sis just getting started on how enticing the female can be to either sex." It was Dylan who initiated the kiss, opened the bedroom door, and had them shuffle into the room, while not breaking the kiss. A spark from Dylan's hand closed and locked the door. Bethany broke the kiss, "wow, somebody taught you how to kiss." "I had excellent teachers and this student pays attention and loves to practice, practice, practice," Dylan wanted more. Bethany took a moment to study him, 'this has to be Aidan, much as I love what's going on here, I need to slow this down, and be careful on what happens next.' "Dylan stay where you are, let me lead for now and we can continue test out new areas of your body." Like the time before Bethany came up from behind Dylan and wrapped her arms around Dylan, it had the right effect and Bethany could feel the calmness enter Dylan's body. Bethany's favorite approach with a new lover was slow, tender, and loving with so many places on the female to explore. "Just close your eyes and enjoy," she whispered. Like before the hands softly traced across Dylan's taut stomach, the mouth started on the left ear with kisses, light licking, sucking and blowing on the lobe. The hands moved on to the arm pits with one or two fingers doing light circles, at first it was tickling Dylan, just before she was about to give up, she heard Dylan say, "I never knew how beautiful that felt." Bethany smiled at learning this piece of information and she continued her exploration. The mouth and nose had moved on to Dylan's gorgeous neck and were having a fantastic time, eliciting several shivers and the legs coming close to giving out a couple of times. The left hand now moved on to the inside of Dylan's wrist, the right hand and the mouth moved on to the nape of the neck, both areas enjoyed the attention with Dylan lightly moaning "yes' several times. Everything changed again, the left hand exploring the lower back and the spine, the right hand moved to right inner wrist and the mouth and nose moved the right ear and neck. Now it was time to change it up. Bethany turned Dylan to face her, "I'd say quite a few areas seem to be working just fine, don't you?" Dylan nodded yes, "should I have been talking notes?" "Not this time but you might get a pop quiz later on," an amused Bethany replied. He was happy to see her face again; especially the lovely green eyes that just hypnotized him, and smiled back to show her how much he loved looking at her face. She leaned in to kiss him again, this time her tongue entered the fun, and Dylan's joined in shortly after that with both taking turns taking in the others tongue. About then, Bethany started to unbutton his shirt. Dylan broke the kiss, "uhhh Beth, Aidan has been on me about not showing the wares, so is there a purpose to this," sounding a little nervous but excited. "Actually there is a reason, you were complaining yesterday about how tender your nipples were, so we're going to try having you wear a bra," Bethany back in big sister mode. Bethany started again, feeling she had Dylan's trust and approval. The shirt came off and then the T-shirt, the nipple and breast area had made significant progress from the day before. "Okay, all of the spells that we hit you with today must have hurried things up," Bethany now evaluating. "Our timing is good then," she reached over for her purse and pulled something out, "this is a sports bra and it should help." Bethany handed over the bra and let Dylan try and figure it out which he did fairly quick, "Kate and Michelle both used them quite a bit, so I got to see them wearing them quite often. So you think this will help?" "Yes it will, it looks good on you, though I love seeing a girl in one, I love it better when I am helping them out of it," Bethany leaned into kiss Dylan and started taking off the bra. Once Bethany had the bra off, she started touching both breast and nipples lightly; she started shuffling them over to the bed. Once Dylan's legs made contact with the bed, Bethany broke the kiss and had Dylan lay down on the bed. "Oh my God, you're body reminds me so much of my first girlfriend, though you have a much prettier face," Bethany took her top off too and lay down next to Dylan. The kissing started again and then Bethany rolled Dylan on top of her, "okay let's have a little fun, your pop quiz is to take a tour of my hot spots with my breast off limits for the time being. I will distract you by playing only with your breast, if you find enough spot I will let you feast on my large B cup titties. I know that's what you want as you haven't taken your eyes off them since I took my top off." "Guilty, I just love how they defy gravity; I'm ready when you are," Dylan started staring at the ceiling. "How do I get at the ones you're laying on right now," Dylan wondered. "I'm sure you'll find a way, what's with the staring at the ceiling," a curious Bethany. "Just going over what you did to me and other things that I've done before, by the way are you ticklish," a hopeful Dylan. "That's something you'll need to find out," Bethany challenged. "Any time you want start, take your time and have fun." Dylan started sucking on Bethany's fingers, "you forgot this one," Dylan took his time with all ten fingers getting a little TLC, in between fingers, he would kiss or lick the inner wrist. "MMM, good start. Using one to hold Bethany's hand to his mouth, the other hand was engaged running finger tips and at other times finger nail from the palm through the inner wrist to just short of the elbow. Bethany had waited for Dylan to get involved in his effort before she countered with her initial touches on Dylan's forming breast which surprised Dylan but then he smiled and thought, 'this is going to be fun.' A little skittish as he remembered his recent experience, he moved on to Bethany armpits, once his fingers started their magic, his eyes feasted on Bethany's wonderful abdomen and his tongue went straight to her innie bellybutton. His nose picked up the body wash scent, he scooted a little further down Bethany's legs and just before he started one of his favorite porno movie moves, he caught a whiff of her arousal. Dylan proceeded to drag his very hard nipples over Bethany's stomach and the ribs below her breasts. He repeated this maneuver several times, each time he went back to his starting position his face would drift closer to her crotch, enabling him to take deep breath of her sex scent. Bethany noticed this, "wait a minute," her left hand snuck into her pants, Dylan could see what she was up to, she pulled her hand out, Dylan definitely caught a stronger whiff of her arousal. "I need to refresh my personal perfume," with that two fingers traced the area just behind the ear, "come here we can share." Dylan leaned forward, Bethany smacked her lips to signal what she wanted to do, just before Dylan's lip reached her lips, she inserted the two fingers so they could both taste her nectar. Both of them had the same reaction, "Mmm," the taste for both of them was heavenly. "Why don't you stay up here for a while as I have a couple of ears that need some TLC. Dylan obliged and it allowed him to try something else, that he was always curious about, he started rubbing his aroused nipples against hers, 'wow, this is fantastic.' "I totally agree, you're broadcasting again, other than that keep up the great job," Bethany encouraged him. Her hand came back in to play starting with Dylan's lower back and spine and then on to grab his two ass checks. "Still not a lot to work with but fun to play with," Bethany said out loud. "Beth, can you please sit up," Dylan asked, she nodded yes, he got off of her and she complied. Dylan moved behind her and sitting on his feet to get the height he needed, he started kissing and licking the nape of her neck. His hands were working her lower back and then reached around to the abdomen again; his nipples were brought back into play as they rubbed her upper back. The hands started drifting upwards, stopping just short of her breast, and then Bethany's hand gripped his hands, bringing them up to cup her breasts. "You've earned it," was all she said. So Dylan tried his best to mimic what Bethany had done to him and it seemed to work. "You were paying attention earlier, I see, and I can tell you that you are doing fantastic," Bethany glowed. Dylan felt her shiver and she let out a short low moan, "that really hit the spot, I am one of those lucky girls, who can orgasm just by having someone playing with my love pillows. Of course it does help that we had a lot of foreplay, as we both know to get my juices flowing." Dylan was about start up with a little more fun, when an even drunker Oscar pounded on the door. "Hey Bethany, Charles sez it okay to come home now. I gotta go feed the porcelain goddess!" They could hear him run down the hallway and followed by a loud vomiting noise. "Okay, that's a real mood killer," a disappointed Dylan. Let's go check on him and decide if we leave him there or get him to a bed." Dylan started to put the t-shirt on and then switched to the sports bra with their tops on and quick check to see if there was anything giving away their earlier activities. The sight in the bathroom almost lead to some sympathetic vomiting from both of them. Oscar's head was pointed to the toilet but it was obvious he was a little late making it there in time. Oscar turned towards them "oh hey there, boy that really helped," Oscar then leaned back towards the toilet and the dry heaves started. "Okay, I need to get out of here but I do need to talk to some more," Bethany looking like she was going to join Oscar. "I'll see you in the kitchen," Dylan pushing her out before anything happened. Dylan waited for Oscar to finish his latest round of heaving. Once Oscar stopped, Dylan leaned over and flushed the toilet clearing out some of the smell and visuals. Oscar was passed out; Dylan evaluated the situation and reached out to Aidan for help. "Okay stud let's get you to bed," there was spark and Oscar seemed to be a lot lighter and there was just enough help with the legs moving to get him to a bed and flop lightly on to it. Another spark and he was suitably clothed for bed, Dylan threw the blanket over him, as he was leaving the room Oscar said something in Latin and then started snoring. Dylan closed the door and walked back to the bathroom, it was already cleaned up, "thanks Aidan." Dylan was hoping that Bethany had not left yet and was happy to see her waiting in the kitchen. "Well, I got the kid to a bed and the mess is cleaned up, are you okay," Dylan wondering. "Yeah, I am now, I was having fun up till then, so I have a couple of items before I call it a night, how's the bra working" Bethany switching to big sis mode. "Pretty good, I barely notice it when I am still, when I move I know it's there, though the brain seems to be adjusting to it and it seems to be doing the job with keeping things from getting irritated," Dylan replied. "Okay, I will have Delta make some more, will start trying a more conventional bra, once the transformation is complete," Bethany continued. "So, with us not knowing what going on down there, we thought you might want to try wearing panties soon. No pressure, it's just from a practical standpoint that you start giving them a try and see what's your style and fit may be, so I have a couple of different types for you to check out. Don't worry about the size, Delta treated them with some magic so they will adjust to you current body." Bethany pulled a small brown bag out and handed it to Dylan. "Thank you, any recommendations," Dylan curious. "You don't strike me as a thong wearer, hold off on those for the time being, please don't try the granny panties, I have no idea why Delta insisted I add them," Bethany embarrassed and hopeful. Dylan nodded a thank you. "Dylan can we just sit and talk for a couple of minutes please," Bethany's tone scared Dylan. "Just listen for a couple of minutes, that's all I ask." "Okay," Dylan nervously. "While I was sitting down here waiting for you to take care of Oscar, I reminded myself that I am dealing with a 60 plus year old man. Who doesn't have a clue about what it is like to grow up as a girl and all that is involved with that, beyond just knowing the logistics of taking care of yourself. Who was your first kiss with, how was your first period, who took your virginity, did you hang with a crew or were you a loner? You never dreamed about what sort of wedding you were going to have, you can have children, and all that implies. I am starting to understand what you meant when you don't have the baggage that you would have if you did this all over again as a man. The problem is you have don't have any baggage to work with and help guide you. I am assuming that you will get some memories but if it is anything like your knowledge of farming, it is lacking context and not ingrained in you. Why aren't you getting a better set-up for becoming a female?" Dylan reached over and took Bethany's hands and looked directly into her eyes. "Beth, I totally agree with you to a point, Oscar explained they need Dylan to stick around for a bit probably due to my wargaming skills and the fact I am going to have to people in harm's way. Frankly, some of the memories I am getting put into this skull are really screwing me up, think about Daddy knowing everything his youngest daughter has done throughout her life. Take for instance; I thought we had a wonderful family summer vacation, while I the 14 year old daughter lost her virginity to a girl and then the next night to her brother. I believe that's Oscar way of ensuring that my sexual orientation stays wide open, Newton Law, for any action there's an opposite and equal reaction. Well that meant every time I would sort of get comfortable for one team, I would flip over to the other team. By my junior year, I was known as 'phase of the moon Moore' with both the boys and girls waiting for me to flip again, since I got the reputation of being real good in bed and an excellent teacher. People would start lining up once the word got out I was ready to change teams. How I maintained my good grades is beyond me. Let's just say, I don't want to revisit that part of my life again. College years...? Nope. I carried that rep for a year or two. Frankly I would be bored to tears with most of the classes I took. Also, how the hell can I take classes while I am dealing with this insane crisis? 24 years old taking off a year from Veterinary school, very plausible back story and I miss all of that drama. I still need all sorts of help with the rest of it and I pray that between Aidan, Alexa, Kate, Mara, Delta and you, I can eventually learn to be a woman and enjoy it." Dylan stood up and walked to the other side of the table and sat in Bethany's lap. "If the lessons can be as fun as they were earlier and I get to look into these mesmerizing green eyes," Dylan touched his forehead to hers. "I know I can make it, please just be a little patient at times and not afraid to push me at other times. Can you work with Oscar to make my clothes a little more feminine?" "Sure," a surprised Bethany. "When I was checking out myself out with the lip gloss, I saw young female wearing men's clothes," Dylan conceded the obvious. "I need to start easing myself in to looking at the new me." "You were going to use the word beautiful there, weren't you," Bethany chided Dylan. The flush on Dylan face was all Bethany needed to see. "I see it too and we will get you to a new happy place beyond a store's beer cave." They both chuckled at that, hugged, a light kiss, and some rubbing of the noses. "So tell me what a girl's happy place," a curious Dylan. "For the longest time, it was my sister and me running through Granny's fields when all of the flowers were in full bloom. Recently, I am sitting by the Ocean, toes in the sand, listening to the surf, a faceless woman is next to me, we're talking about our children, who are playing in the surf, and the smell of coconut tanning oil rounds out the scene." "I like that; I guess it better than a beer cave," Dylan yawned, "sorry about that." Bethany yawned, "now you got me doing it. I say we wrap things up here, I don't have anything else, how about you?" "Nothing from me, who's visiting who tomorrow," Dylan yawned again, "sorry not sure what going on here." "I'll come here," a yawning Bethany "and bring the rest of the clothes, okay?" Dylan nodded yes as another yawn prevented him from speaking, getting off Bethany and helping her up from the chair. They hugged, kissed, both wanted to say more but were afraid to put into words, it was obvious to both, the best they could was rub nose and stare into the others eyes. They parted, there was the pop and she was gone. Dylan made a promise to himself to never let that happen, as soon as she was home Bethany made the same promise. As tired as he a minute ago, Dylan experienced some sort of second wind, he went to the liquor cabinet and pulled a bottle of his favorite cognac. When he pulled long flights coming back from the Middle East, he would get two airplane bottles worth of cognac, suck them down in quick order and next thing he knew, he was landing in Paris or Antwerp to change flights. Dylan seemed to be on some sort of autopilot and next thing he knew he was finishing his generous pour of liquid sleeping pills as he jokingly called them. Now he was brushing his teeth and looking at the face of girl, he would definitely shag if given the opportunity. He left the bra on and checked out the underwear Bethany had left behind, quickly setting aside two thongs and the grannies, he was left with several different bikini style and two of something else. The something else seemed to catch his attention, he would later learned they were called boyshorts, he picked the plainer of the two. The cognac was kicking in and so he slipped the pair on and called it a night. Twenty minutes later, Aidan was up and walked to the window; she concentrated for a moment and was rewarded with an ember lifting out of the fire pit. Aidan smiled, the ember started drifting in the air but it was heading in the general direction she wanted it to go in. She needed to preserve her magical and mental energy for the tricky part and so the ember bobbed and weaved across the field toward the nasty little device just off the property. As it got closer to the intended target, she had to expend more energy to guide it. She picked up the usual unhappy thoughts from her soon to be assistant; she had to wait, finally they spotted it, she switched her vision to her assistant's perspective. It had taken a lot of practice to make this happen and Aidan was very happy as she was so close. As usual, a fairy was standing watch over the device and was in the perfect position to guide the ember. The fairy never realized that she was being controlled by Aidan, not that she had to really do anything other than watch. The ember drifted closer to the device, when the spells, wards and everything else protecting the device were triggered and all monitoring device went offline with extreme prejudice. 'This is a lot more fun than I thought it would be,' Aidan giggled. 'Need to save my energy,' the ember went 30 feet straight up, sparks issued from it like a fuse had been lit, 'fire in the hole,' with that the ember shot towards the device. The fairy barely had time to cover her eyes, not that it was really needed, 'just erring to the side of caution.' The ember bore straight into the device, once inside it released its energy, suddenly everything within the device was 5,000 degrees Fahrenheit, and then it was over. All that remained of the device was the outer casing. 'Oh my,' the fairy thought, 'I better tell the Queen,' and off she went. 'Yes, you should,' Aidan was quite pleased with herself. Aidan walked to the bedroom that contained the watch; just touching the doorknob resulted in several strong sparks of magic, 'something has changed, but this is my only chance,' Aidan pressed on. The first step into the room activated her magical shielding; there was a light glimmering on the shield, Aidan faltered for a moment. The shielding held, after what seemed like hours for Aidan, she stepped forward, the shimmering intensified, she was now a step away from touching the watch. Images of the victims who made this magical watch flashed before her in her head; she could hear their 'Thank You,' 'Bless You,' or 'Tell Someone That I Love Them.' It broke her heart to see all of them, their tone made her realized, she would not survive either. 'I am sorry child but you need to touch the watch, many lives will saved by your sacrifice, I will be able to restore you with Dylan after the transformation,' Chaos' voice was reassuring. 'You need to protect to Dylan and somehow convey to him the information that you extract from the watch.' Aidan thought for a moment and it came to her. She took the wedding band off and put it on the bed, then touching the ring she leaned forward, and touched the watch. A spark happened, the watch tried to pull her aura into it, and Aidan passed all of the information she extracted into the ring. "Oh shit..." was all she uttered. The remaining magical and psychic energy in the watch detonated. Dylan's house warped just a little in all four dimensions. Dylan's body dropped to the floor, lifeless. A couple of seconds later, something was able to get his heart started, it faltered and stopped again. A moment later, an ethereal figure appeared, she studied Dylan's body for a moment, she smiled, "oh silly me, let's try this the right way this time," to no one in particular. Her hand reached into Dylan's chest and massaged his heart; it started up again stronger this time. She pulled her hand out, waited a moment and touched his head; it glowed where the finger made contact. "He will become a beautiful woman soon, hmmm." She reached into her gown and pulled out a small vial with a scroll attached, she put them next to the wedding ring. The woman stood up, her work was done, she took a moment to survey the surrounding area, "quite the entrance there Daughter of Chaos." "Thank you Athena, she will be ready to help you with your Daughters' problems," Chaos voice was a whisper. "All I ask is act surprise and give her cover, when she makes her move." "Normally that would be easy but with a start like this, it may be a bit of stretch," Athena teased. "I am out of here, next time a little more warning would be nice, though who would have guessed that evil thing could be so nasty." "Once again thank you," the whisper faded and was gone. Athena's form faded and the house was left dark. The story will pick up with what happened outside of the room. Author's note, couple of things I got a day job now, so output is suffering and I have no backlog of the story at this point So you are going to have to make do for a little bit Not sure about adding sex scenes, so let me know good, bad or indifferent.