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How could he have ever thought that it would ever be okay for him to move on knowing what it was that he knew, feeling the things that he felt and owing a debt that he had tried for the past sixteen years to repay to the ones that he had let down, the ones that he had disappointed and the ones that his slowness, his hesitance had cost them their very lives. He was a selfish man, a monster in every single definition of that horrid word and as he stumbled quietly through the dark night, with no destination planned ahead in his mind. His heart beat painfully inside of his chest, aching in the absolute worst of ways and the darkness that he tried so hard to repress was slowly awakening, urging him to let his pain, his anger and his despair loose on the foolish population. Destroy the bigots, the intolerable, the ones that had isolated him. Release the beast that lay dormant within him and allow himself to feel free for even just a moment. Allow himself to run away from the burden of his heartache and fall into a sweet dream, one that he would never have to wake from if he so chose. 

His dark eyes began to fall heavy, almost hypnotized by the sinfully sweet words that were whispered into his ears by the monster that lay within. Promises of forgiveness, of sweet sleep and of being reunited with the two people that he wanted more than anything else to see again. He could almost see their faces, feel the warmth of their smiles and hear the beautiful duet of their combined laughter. He could almost see those warm eyes and could almost feel their comforting embrace wash over his trembling form. He was so close to seeing them again.

So close.

He had almost given into that dreadful beast when the image of the two people that he still needed to save, to protect, flashed through his mind. The tiny faces of his beloved niece and nephew as they stared up at him with that same adoration that they had once held for him. They had once idolized him, calling him their hero and here he was, almost giving into the darkness that plagued his heart the way that so many others of his family had done before him. He had almost become what it was that his grandfather had wanted him to be, a level of life that he had always promised he would never lower himself to. He had almost won. He had almost gotten his way for once, something that angered him more than anything else. With a burst of strength, he silenced the dark voice within his heart, silencing the whispers and preventing them from speaking any longer. 

He winced as pain shot through his body and gasped as he fought to breathe, his lungs consticting and aching with the effort of trying to force oxygen into his lungs so that he would be able to breathe. The part of him that was dark, the evil part of his soul was furious with being denied its release and so it's destructive rage was taken out on his body, planning to end him then and there if it managed to get it's way and yet, Sebastian would not give up. With the last of his strength, he forced himself to apparate to a part of the city that he knew he would be likely to be found by someone, his mind praying that whoever it was that found him was not a muggle and would know where it was that he needed to be taken to. The man stumbled upon touching solid ground and before he knew it, his mind went blank, the world around him turning dark as his eyes fell closed and his body connecting roughly with the ground with a loud thud.

Now to play the waiting game.

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[Professor Antia O'Shea]

Click click..

Antia's camera had been making that noise more often then usual the past few weeks. And her self commentary had began to wander into the realm of ridiculousness. Even now she was crouched behind a mailbox with her camera trained on the other side of the street, her personal commentary going in full force. Today it was inspired by an old muggle show she had seen.

"And here we can view the wild muggle in its natural habitat.” she said softly, in a fairly terrible impersonation of an Australian accent. "We see the male performing a typical mating dance....but the female is not impressed and is more interested in her coffee. The male slinks off to try another day, and to improve his mating dance.” she said, snapping pictures. There was actually no guy dancing, just a girl sitting inside a shop window drinking what appeared to be coffee, but how boring was that? Her commentary made it seem much more fun.

She sighed and pushed her bright red hair our of her face before finally standing up again and moving along down the street. Merlin there was nothing interesting to photograph today... She shoved her hands in her pockets and let the camera swing from its strap around her neck, frowning slightly as she walked. Her grey eyes scanned the street for anything of interest. Anything at all. Which came in the form of a man aparating onto the street....and promptly falling over with a thud and not moving.

Antia waited a moment, looking around frantically to make sure there were no muggles around, before letting out a sigh of relief after seeing no one. "Aye, buddy. Not the safest place to do that you know.” she said, her voice tinted with a slightly scottish accent that just wouldn't go away fully, beginning to walk over, expecting him to get up. He didn't move however, even when she was practically right on top of him. She crouched down and shook him slightly. "Hey...you ok mate?”

Merlin, this guy wasn't responding...or moving. Holy Merlin what what she supposed to do. She didn't know any medical magic to wake him up if he had just passed out, but what if something else was wrong and he wasn't just unconscious? Tia bit her lip and looked around. There was no one on the street still...she could aparate to St. Mungos without being seen.


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It seemed as though whenever he was able to be freed from the pain that he was soon brought back to his prision known as reality. It was only for a moment that he had seen Daphne's sweet and understanding smile and it had only been a moment that he had been able to see his brother's warm eyes before he felt the sensation of a person shaking his physical body, stirring from his dreams and bringing him back to his rather painful reality. Pain shot through his chest, causing a sharp stinging and burning sensation to build up around his heart and tearing a pained gasp from his throat as he began to slowly regain conciousness. His limbs felt heavy, heavier than they had  ever felt before and any efforts to move his body were useless for the time being. Dark eyes began to slowly flicker open, wincing at the light that blinded him before allowing his eyes to stay closed for a moment before slowly forcing them open. 

He should have remembered that they would be sensitive to the light, they always were after these small episodes of his. Once his eyes had finally finished adjusting to painful light, his gaze moved to the person that had woken him from his peaceful dreams to analyze them, making sure that he was not in any type of danger for the time being. Kneeling above him was a young woman with firey red hair and intense blue eyes that were looking down at him with an unreadable expression. He was sure that she was a witch of some sort due to the fact that she did not seem to be freaking out with his random appearence and due to the fact that he had not woken up in some sort of strange muggle government building or laboratory. He knew that the minister would not have been happy with that outcome.

His musings were interrupted by another wave of burning pain that washed over his form, tearing a groan from his throat as his features winced from the pain. This was not a good place for him to be in his current condition, he needed immediate treatment from the healers at the hospital least his condition cause him any more pain and as he tried again to move his body, he found that his efforts were fruitless much to his embarassment. If he was going to get off of the ground, much less to St.Mungos, he would need to ask this stranger for help and hope to high heavens that it would not come back to bite him in the ass at a later time. Swallowing roughly and wincing at the sudden dryness that plagued his throat, he spoke in a somewhat raspy voice to the younger woman, hoping that he could somehow convince her to help him. " I am going to assume that you know what I am by the way that you are not currently calling the authorities on me and I am going to assume that you are the same as I am?"

If she was a witch, she would know what he had meant and if she wasn't than he would arrange for an Obliviator at a later time and date to come and help him fix the problem that he may have just created for himself. " I cannot move on my own right now and I am serious need of a hospital and since you are currently the only person that probably knows which hospital that I need to go to, will you help me? I am willing to pay you whatever you like once I am able to move again."

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[Ren Satoshi]

A strange twist of fate and coincidence would find Ren walking beside one of his brother's coworkers, a pleasant lad by the name of James, down the streets of London and engrossed in conversation. He found the younger male fascinating in most ways, from the androgynous way he appeared, to the thick accent he spoke with. He had the most fascinating stories, and he seemed to have a very positive outlook on almost everything.

That could have been because the young man felt no pain.

That was another fascinating thing. To never feel pain? Wow. There were times he wished he'd never felt the agony of a broken heart, but it also helped shape him and mould him into who he was today. And although he had his broken parts, he would never change them. Not now.

The two turned a corner and saw a person laying on the ground with another kneeling by him. Jamie's arm shot out so fast that Ren nearly stumbled to keep from continuing onward. "What's wrong?" "I know her, she vorks at ze school vis me. I need to ensure eferysink is okay." Ren nodded and hung behind him in a slow stride...

...until he saw the laying man's face...

"Sebastian?" He wound up moving around Jamie swiftly and grasping to his hand. "Are you alright?" Worry etched over his face and all he wanted to do was hear him say that he was alright. Jamie, however, was far more practical. "Guten tag, Tia. Vhat has happened here?" His calm jade hues slid from the woman to the man. "No need to vorry, sir. I am one of ze healers from St. Mungo's, zhough, I vork at ze school now. My name is Jamie Rosenthal." The redhead"s bedside manner was quite impeccable, though as Ren glanced about, he was nervous at the sight of the muggles here. "Jamie, muggles abound..." He mused.

"Ren, can you put on some sort of distraction...so ve can move him somevhere safe." Jamie was taking vitals in muggle fashion, looking up at him. Distraction? What kind of distraction? He plodded his fingertips on his jaw and suddenly snapped. "Taki told me once that muggles are drawn to music. I'll try that."

He jumped up and picked a spot that was within sight, but far enough to keep the muggles from coming by them. He was tricky, charming things to form a band without a wand, but verbal incantations under his breath. When he got to his chosen location, he started singing as powerfully as he possibly could, even allowing himself to dance to boot. He was out of his comfort zone, but muggles were mistaking him for a muggle singer and were drawing close around him and away from Sebby.

Merlin, he loved Sebastian.

Jamie waited until the muggles were gone, "Can you mofe at all, if not, Tia, can ve carry him?"

[Professor Antia O'Shea]

The guy seemed to come to once she was crouched next to him, but his groan sounded extremely painful. And when he started speaking she almost thought he was delusional, but then again they were in an easily accessible area for Muggles, so it made a bit of sense. “If I wasn't the same Im pretty sure I would've thought a man appearing out of nowhere was a result of me being drugged or going nuts and high tailed it in the opposite direction.” she said with a small smirk. At least since he was conscious she could find out what was wrong and if he needed a hospital or had just had to much to drink or something...

What he said next kind of shocked her though. Pay her to take him to St. Mungo's? Seriously? Maybe this guy was cracked after all... “You must not know many decent people if you think I'd let you pay me to get you to St. Mungo's mate.” she said, shaking her head and trying to think of how to do this. He was taller and heavier then her so getting him up wasn't going to be a piece of cake, but she thought she could do it. It might hurt him though and she didn't feel comfortable doing a sidelong aparation with him laying on the floor like that. If only there was another witch or wizard around that could help...

Just as she thought it, a certain red head with fabulous hair and accent showed up with a Takumi look-alike. She smiled in relief as Jamie started asking questions and taking vitals and Takumi #2 started up a distraction so no muggles would come near them. “Jamie, you're an Angel. He needs to get to Hospital, just popped in and collapsed. I was just trying to figure out how to get him up without hurting him when you descended from the skies.” she said with a small grin at the healer. She felt much better now that they had shown up. Talk about fate! She smiled widely down at the man called Sebastian apparently, “No need to worry now. You got the best healer in Hogwarts here to help.”

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She did have a point and had Sebastian not been in a large amount of both physical and mental anguish he probably would have smiled at the rather sarcastic way that she had worded her response. He had not had a lot of people speak to him that way and such a thing was almost refreshing in a very odd sort of way, though he could honestly have done without the woman looking at him as though he had lost his mind. Oh well, he supposed that beggars truly could not be choosers and in this case he was more than willing to do whatever it was that was needed for him to get the help from the healers that he needed. So, gritting his teeth through the pain that shot through his chest and his throat, he spoke again. " I suppose that you are right, most would not have reacted as calmly as you did in that sort of situation, I apologize for asking such a pointless question." He winced slightly as his throat burned from the effort that came with speaking, before listening to the girl as she spoke again, giving a rather bitter smirk as she mentioned that he must not know many decent people if he had expected her to let him pay her for her help. " Well, let me just say that most of the people that I know wouldn't help me even if I did offer them money for their help." No, they would just kick him while he was down and leave him to rot out on the streets, ungrateful traitors that they were. 

It seemed as though their current situation had her troubled and he honestly could not blame her. He was a man with a large build and he knew that it would be very difficult for her to move him, so gathering up his strength, he tried to force himself up, tried to get himself to move even a small amount only to curse quietly in his native language when he got absolutely nothing to move even the smallest of inches. It seemed as though their situation was hopeless, that he would be forced to stay there when he heard two pairs of footsteps approaching the two of them slowly, causing his eyes to narrow slightly. He was not able to see the two as they approached and was on guard, only relaxing when he heard the voice that he had grown to know well fill his ears. His hand was grabbed and the face of none other than Ren showed up in his line of vision, concern covering that face as he asked if he was alright. " No, I am not okay at this moment, but I will be." He murmured quietly, wishing that he was not here to see this. He didn't want to cause the other any more pain than he had already gone through.

His thoughts were broken and his gaze shifted to the other man that had been with Ren, his dark gaze meeting that serene and calm natural one and he could feel his body straining through the pain to tense as the man got close to him despite the calm tone that he used to speak to him with. He claimed to be a healer at St.Mungos and said that he now worked with the school, a claim that was backed up by the woman that he had asked for help and while that was slightly comforting to him, all he could think about was the faded dark mark that rested on his right arm, something that he did not want a complete stranger to find out about. He was nervous, though he masked it well when the only person that knew about his secret and the story behind it was asked to stay behind to distract the muggles so that he could be moved and his eyes followed the man as he moved away from them, only moving back to Jamie when he was asked if he could move at all. " No I cannot move anything other than my eyes and my mouth to speak. If I try moving it feels like my limbs are made from concrete and I cannot move them even an inch. The only thing that happens is I hurt more than I do when I just lay here." And he was not keen in causing himself anymore pain than he was already in, if that wasn't already obvious though he kept his words to himself.

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[Ren Satoshi]

Jamie nodded softly, looking into the haunted eyes of the man upon the ground. "I haf an idea. Zhis may feel funny, but ze effects are temporary." He made sure that the focus of the muggles were on Ren glancing up to lock eyes with the man who made an involuntary move to press fingers against a small patch of skin near his navel. Something in his movements became far more hypnotic, more alluring, drawing the attention of the muggles like a spider to the web. Did that man ever not have a surprise up his sleeve?

Jamie slid out the purpleheart wand and uttered a slow, Germanic incantation. As such, Sebastian would start to feel light, bubbly, and warm, as if he were being filled with warm champagne. It was easing him upward, and temporarily overriding the agony, as if his weight were merely an illusion. Because, let's face it, he and Tia were not particularly physically strong folk. At the particular moment, he truly wished Aleksandr were there to help. He was so much stronger that Sebastian would have weighed naught more than a dried leaf.

Before he could levitate too far, he stashed his wand and quickly slid his arm around back to support him and ease his feet downward. "Ve can easily mofe you zhis vay, Sebastian. Ze spell vill likely gif you a temporary euphoria until ze effects bear off. But, by zhen, I vill likely haf had time to heal you and ensure zhat you are physically mended to completion." He looked to Tia and smiled, "Shall we, mein friend? Do you know of a place nearby to mofe him? I life in London, but not zhis part. Ren lifes in London, but not zhis area...do eizer if you life nearby?"

[Professor Antia O'Shea]

Tia chose to ignore Sebastian's comment about even those people he knew wouldn't help even if they offered him money. For now at least. The curiosity would start eating her up soon enough, but she could keep it at bay for now so they could get him off the streets. The Taki look-alike seemed to be doing a good job distracting the muggles, because Jamie was able to pull out his wand and cast a spell to make Sebastian float slowly up.

She stood quickly as Jamie held Sebastian in an upright position so it looked like he was standing to any unwanted onlookers. She took hold of his arm to it looked as if the two of them were supporting him. “I live in the area. It's not exactly around the corner though...do you think it would be safe to aparate with him? Otherwise we're in for a bit of a walk.” she said. Unless he conveniently lived on the next block that is. Otherwise they'd have a 15 minute walk ahead of them, she only hoped Jamies spell would last that long if they needed it too.

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When he saw the other draw out his wand, his first instinct was to flinch slightly on response. He was not used to people drawing their wands on him when he was unable to move freely and the experience that he had with his job had him nervous, very very nervous. It was true that Jamie had said that he was a healer and that his story had been proven accurate by his friend but there was still a part of him that did not relax, especially as the other began uttering an incantation in a language that he could not understand and suddenly he began feeling very...strange. His body felt light and bubbly, as if he had drunk some sort of warm soft drink and he could feel the pain and the weight from his body begin to slowly fade away, immediately ridding him of any pain that he had previously felt from his random attack. He felt the same as he did when he had too much to drink at the pub, though he did not feel the sickness that usually came with that particular feeling nor did he lose his ability to reason and think clearly something that was a pleasant change of pace. He felt more relaxed and for a moment he felt as though all was right with him, that all was right with the world. An arm was slid around him as he began to float upward, a touch that normally would've made him cringe away and yet now he couldn't be bothered.


Wow, perhaps that spell had affected him more than he had previously thought.

As Jamie spoke to him, telling him that this spell would make it easier for him to be moved, he nodded, not minding in the least. He felt no pain and he actually felt pretty damn good. As long as he did not feel that pain again anytime soon and as long as that man didn't try to kill him then he would let him do whatever it was that he wanted, at least that had been his mindframe until he mentioned moving him to another location that he began to worry again. He was not comfortable with the idea of being healed somewhere that he was not familiar with and quickly his gaze slid around the city, nearly crying out in relief when he immediately recognized just where he was. It seemed as though his body knew exactly where it was that he wanted to be and the fact that he was close enough for them to relocate to his own home was a huge relief to him. While the idea of having people that he did not know inside of his home was a bit nervewracking, he knew that he had no choice, that this was the best option for him.

" That won't be necessary , it seems as though my body knows me better than I thought. We are five minutes away from where I happen to live. Just walk to the end of the block, make a right then an immediate left. My home is the third one the right. You'll need my wand if you want to get inside though. It's in my right coat pocket." He would tell them how to open his door when they got there, now was not exactly the most safe of places to reveal such information. While his home was well protected with powerful charms and protective magic, he did not want to take any sort of chances when he absolutely did not have to. 

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[Ren Satoshi]

Ren's gaze kept flashing over to where everyone was working, trying his hardest to keep calm and just distract the muggles a little longer. He'd taken to belting out the song he had sang once for Sebastian and watching them enjoy it. It was also to let Sebastian know that he was still here. He never did translate that for him. He would do that soon, it absolutely needed remedied.

Jamie gave a smile of relief, "Lucky for us, ja. Let's try Sebastian's house, if it is closer." He straightened up and leaned Sebastian's frame slight enough to make it look like he was standing on his own and easing him down the block. They would wind up at his house no more than five minutes later, and Jamie kept looking for the arrival of Ren, only to not see him coming. He would have to think of something stealthy to get out of there, really. "Alright, ze door...merciful Merlin, but I vish I had zhis lock." Needless to say, Jamie's protection spells could use some bolstering.

Finally, Ren found himself looking over and seeing them gone, he felt a slow wave of relief washing over him. He knew Sebby was in good hands. Once he wrapped up the song, he climbed off the stage and then slipped through stores until he managed to get free of the crowd and came running up the road from the opposing direction, skidding to a stop before he passed them completely. "Well, you certainly look a little less in pain, love. Do you need another set of hands to help out here, Jamie? Either way, I'm not going to leave him alone." Sue him. He loved Sebastian.

[Professor Antia O'Shea]

Tia helped ease Sebastian along with Jamie until they were out of the sight of the muggles. His house was nearby apparently, which was very convenient. She was fairly certain if she had aparated in his kind of state she would've ended up miles away and probably halfway through to tree or a fence or something. Just thinking about it made her wince. They got there surprisingly fast with the help of Jamies spell, so Tia retrieved Sebastian’s wand out of his coat pocket as the Taki look alike caught up with them.

It was seriously bugging her that she didn't know about this guy. Dang secretive potions master...if only she had known he had a twin. Granted it probably would've only increased her attempted teasing of the man, but it was all in good fun. She looked to Sebastian, “Alright, whats next Mr. Fancy locking system?” she asked with a small grin. A little lightness always helped she thought.

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He couldn't help but sigh in relief when his suggestion was deemed appropriate for the situation that he had found himself in and while he was definately uneasy about the idea of having strangers know how to get past his defensive magic, he knew that he had absolutely no choice in the matter unless he wanted to be left alone, forced to rely on his darkness in order to survive. That thought was enough for the darkness inside of him to stir again, fluttering hopefully, nearly begging him to let it take over. Just one, it cooed so sweetly in his ear, nearly tempting him once again before he pushed it deep inside of him again, forcing it to return to its dormant state with a quiet grunt. No, he would not let it control him, he would not let it rise to the surface to harm the strangers that were kind enough to help him nor would he let it anywhere near the person he had come to love so dearly over the recent months. No. If anyone was going to suffer, it was going to be him and he was going to be sure that he would suffer alone, not when anyone was around to see the mess of pain and agony that he would be reduced to. He would never let anyone see that, he did not want to see the look in their eyes when he did. He did not want to see their sorrow. Their pain. Their pity.

He was shaken from his thoughts when Antia asked how it was that she was supposed to unlock the door and he muttered quietly. " Tap the door twice at the highest point, four times on the lowest, once on the right and thrice on the left then stand back." He watched as she did what she was told and waited until she stepped back. Immediately when she did so, a scripted font appeared written on the door.

I never was, am always to be, no one has ever seen me, nor ever will. Yet I am the confidence of all who live and breathe on this terrestial ball, what am I?

Beneath that, there was a request for a password, so that even if a potential intruder did manage to solve the riddle, they would not be able to get inside without personally knowing Sebastian and how his mind worked. It took a moment of quiet consideration before Sebastian spoke again. " The future."  and with his answer the font left the door, leaving only the request for the password left. It took a moment of quiet calculations before he spoke again. " One-two, two-four, one-eight, three-eight, two-six, one-eight, two-seven." He spoke confidently, sighing slightly in relief when the door swung open, revealing to them the entryway of his home. " Trust me, you do not want to get those wrong. I've rigged a nasty little surprise for those who try to break into my home." A very nasty little surprise. He truly had gone all out when it came to protecting himself. As they eased him inside of his house, they would be greeted with the sight of two small staircases, one leading up and the other leading down as well as two rooms to the side of the entrance. " I don't know exactly where it is that you want me, but my bedroom is upstairs if that helps any."

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