Twin Trials Chapter 2

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Twin Trials

Chapter 2

When the Grand High Wizard raised his arms and stepped towards me, I flinched. I was afraid he was going to strike me for disobeying his commands. He had ordered me to kill the boy, but I just couldn't do it. Yes, his ancestor had persecuted mine, and even watched over their executions, but that was not this boy. How could I hold this boy, this child, accountable for the evils committed by some long dead ancestor? I couldn't do it. I wouldn't do it.

I had known what I needed to do as I looked down at the sleeping boy. I had raised my hand to strike, then, I quickly slashed the ropes holding the boy's body to the platform. I was not going to be his judge, jury, and executioner.

I felt my grandfather's arms wrap around me and hold me tight as he said "I am so proud of you Zachariah. I knew you would pass the test." I looked up into his eyes in stunned silence as he went on "The boy was never in any danger. He is in a state of suspended animation. If you had done as I ordered, any wound would have been healed before we brought him out of stasis. This wasn't a test of obedience, it was a test of your character."

He gently turned me to face the Coven and said "I give you Zachariah Samuel Corey, newest initiate of the Greenfield Coven. Mistress Burroughs, will you step forward and read the wizard's destiny?"

Sarah Burroughs stepped forward holding a steaming cup that smelled of mugwort. She held it out to me and as I took it from her she said "Just a sip boy, then take a deep breath of the steam and hand it back to me."

I did as she asked, then watched as she drank the rest and gazed into my eyes. I could feel her power as she searched my mind. I had no idea what she was looking for, but I felt lightheaded as visions flooded my mind's eye. I saw a girl I'd never met, sharing a bed with Jeramiah and me. I saw a man that looked a lot like my dad, with a boy with icy blue eyes, like mine. I saw a monster that stood ten feet tall, with fangs and glowing purple eyes, playing with the boy and several other children. I saw myself and my brother in bed, exploring each other's bodies in ways human society frowned upon. I saw as my brother took me into his mouth. It was so real I could feel his tongue under my foreskin. My excitement built, then I exploded into his mouth.

My knees buckled with the orgasm and I felt someone catch me from behind and hold me up. I looked down, expecting to see Jeramiah, but instead of his curly blond hair, I saw long raven colored hair draping over adult female breasts. When she looked up, I realized that Sarah Burroughs had given me a blow job. I could see her rolling it around in her mouth, then she swallowed it and stood up.

"I cannot read his destiny without his twin, your Lordship. Their lives are too intertwined."

The Grand High Wizard said "As I expected." then turning to me he said "You will stand there and be silent during your brother's trial, understood?"

I lowered my head and said "Yes Master."

A moment later I saw the buck enter the Grove with my brother following, naked and carrying a knife identical to mine. After the buck had vanished, I saw Jeramiah look around and notice the boy, then he looked at me with questions in his eyes. The Grand High Wizard motioned for him to approach.

As he stepped forward the Grand High Wizard said "Jeramiah Giles Corey, son of John and Martha, grandson of Jeramiah and Sarah, descendant of Giles Corey, step into the Sacred Grove and face your fate."

Pointing towards the boy, Grandfather said "This boy is a direct descendant of George Corwin, High Sherriff of Salem, and the man responsible for the death of Giles Corey. Your ancestors' blood is on his hands. Your brother was instructed to kill him for his family's crimes, yet he still lives. Your test, young wizard, is to complete the task your brother failed to complete."

I saw the shock on Jeramiah's face as he processed what he had heard. I watched as he looked at the knife in his hand, then at the boy. I saw his eyes flick over the freshly cut ropes, then his eyes met mine and I saw determination. As he was staring into my eyes, I felt it. It felt like a door opened in my mind and I felt my brother walk in. We had a connection, of course, all twins do, but nothing like this had ever happened. I could not only sense his emotions, I could hear his thoughts.

`Did Zach really fail his trial? It looks like he tried to free the boy. What do I do? I can't kill him. I have to risk it.' Then he waved his empty hand over the boy, harnessing the air and lifting him high over the gathered Coven. When the Grand High Wizard stepped forward to stop him, Jeramiah looked at him, knocking him away with another wave of his hand. He turned to me and yelled "Come on! Help me get him out of here!"

As he was getting to his feet, my grandfather shouted "Jeramiah, stop. The boy is in no danger!" but he wouldn't listen. He started to run, with the boy floating along above him like a balloon on a string.

I looked to Pappy and when he nodded, I waved my hand, wrapping Jeramiah in invisible ropes and holding him still. I then pulled the boy back down and rested him gently on the platform. I could see his frustration and could feel his shock at my betrayal. In my mind I heard him screaming `How could you!? You're as bad as they are.' as he struggled against my bindings.

The Grand High Wizard slowly approached him, with his hands held out, like he was approaching an injured wild animal. "Jeramiah, please, listen to me. The boy was never in any danger. Will you listen if your brother releases you?"

Jeramiah's eyes met mine and, since I had heard his thoughts, I tried to send him mine. `Listen to him, please?'

He looked at me in shock, but I heard his thoughts `You said we shouldn't let them know what we can do. I've ruined it all. I've failed you. Now they know.'

His eyes turned to the Grand High Wizard and he said "I will obey, Master."

My grandfather nodded, so I released Jeramiah and he stood there staring at his toes as the Grand High Wizard spoke. "Jeramiah, the boy was never in any danger. He is in a state of suspended animation. Your brother cut his bonds and refused to harm him. You, in your wisdom, attempted to finish what your brother had started. Both of you have shown great strength of character by refusing to do something you knew was wrong, regardless of the consequences. In your attempt, you also demonstrated the immense magical power we've known you both have. Turn and face the Coven."

My brother turned to face the gathered Coven as the Grand High Wizard said "I give you Jeramiah Giles Corey, newest initiate of the Greenfield Coven. Zachariah, join your brother so Mistress Burroughs can read your joint destiny."

I stepped to Jeramiah's side and, as before, Mistress Burroughs brought the steaming cup of mugwort tea. She handed it to me and I took a sip, then deeply inhaled the earthy vapors. I handed the cup to my brother who he copied my actions then handed the cup to Mistress Burroughs. She quickly drank the remainder of the tea, then her eyes looked deep into ours, alternating between us. I had the same feeling of her searching my mind, sensing my thoughts, but this time I could feel Jeramiah in my mind as well.

I felt his confusion as he saw the girl in our bed. I felt his wonder as he saw the young boy that looked like us. I felt his fear as he saw the monster with glowing purple eyes. And I felt his arousal as he imagined us in bed, gently stroking each other's bodies. I felt a hand wrapping around my erection and quickly stroking me while Jeramiah felt my lips around his. I knew they weren't mine, but he was lost in the vision. I could feel it as he went over the edge and filled the mouth that was sucking him, then I felt lips on me as I erupted as well.

We both looked down as Mistress Burroughs closed her eyes and concentrated on the information our bodily fluids were giving her. She rolled her tongue around in her mouth and I saw her eyes pop open. She looked up at us in confusion, then looked to the Grand High Wizard and nodded her head. She got to her feet and stepped back, gently putting a hand on our shoulders and turning us to face him.

"I don't exactly understand what I'm seeing, Your Lordship. I see both of these boys as Grand High Wizard, but neither one is actually Grand High Wizard. I see immense power, as well as danger and death. Deep sorrow close at hand, with great joy in the distance. I also see them mingling with those we despise. I see a mixing with the dark ones."

As she said the last part, there were gasps from those gathered around us. The Grand High Wizard raised his hands and motioned for silence. He looked at Jeramiah and me as he said "This day was foretold centuries ago. Ancient seers said that the division was temporary. We've watched and waited for you boys to appear. Now we must train you so you are ready for what is to come. Do you accept your destiny?"

I took my brother's hand as we knelt, bowing our heads, and saying in unison "We accept, Master."