Date: Tue, 7 Nov 2006 12:42:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Charmed Ones <halliwellboys@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Covenant Pt. 1b

The Covenant: Before Ascension
by
Andy Darko, JT Willow and Stephen Knight

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The Covenant: Before Ascension
Chapter 1b
by Stephen Knight
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	~Ya Motha.~

	Another minute. Another message. At least it was keeping me
preoccupied for the time being. Kit hates to be disturbed when he smokes
and that often leaves all bystanding parties out in the cold. He sat there
on his blanket off in his own world. "Where are they?" I inquired trying to
link him to reality for a second.

	"They'll be here soon enough," Kit reported from his sandy
lookout. "I can feel them near by."

	This was one of those rare moments in my life that didn't mean
anything. A normal party at the Dells. A normal night of music, dancing,
drugs, and maybe even the chance of normal teenage pregnancy. All normal...

	I stood in the sand embracing my inner techie as I typed away on my
Sidekick. If my life was a movie, I would definitely be that random black
kid who had money. And you look at him and go, "One of these things is not
like the other." But nonetheless, I was there on the beach. Complete with
sand and gloomy Kit. He must be bored. Damn, he should get some dick.

	"Where is Kaelin?"  he asked. It was clear he was just going
through the motions. At least he attempts to appease me.

	"Down by the water where he always is," I answered distracted by
the new message that flashed across my screen. "Do you want me to go get
him?"

	It was another message from Pogue. ~Not my mom. It should be you.~

	~Fuck you...~ I replied speedily. Damn that boy.

	"No, don't want to break your concentration. We all know how hard
it is for you to do two people at once. Wait...oops...I mean two
THINGS. Freudian slip, my bad." Good shot.

	Another text from Pouge. ~If only you'd fuck me.~

	"Fuck you," I said with a smile directed more at my text message
than Kit. "I got you...I got you on candid camera." Kit dropped his jaw and
shook his head as if to say touche. "Don't forget that. And no, I'll get
him." I closed my eyes.

	::Grumpy-butt beckons::

	::I'm coming::

	"Never mind, he's on his way. While we wait, would you like to see
some pictures of Tyler and I?" I scrolled through my phone for my
pictures. I have to admit that Tyler and I do look good together. But,
Pogue...

	"Ugh," Kit protested.

	I turned my gaze toward Kit. "You have no right to say anything,
Kit. I've seen some of the pictures you and Reid take,"

	He sat up to challenge me. "Just because Kaelin wants to be Johnny
Goodie Goodie doesn't mean I have to be. And, as for you, Streak, you have
no room to talk. You're the one sleeping with not one but two sons of
Ipswich." My heart sank a bit.  One of the many reason why my life isn't
normal. Though, I suppose most people don't consider the art of fornication
with another man "normal", let alone two. To each his own.

	"We've been over this. I am dating Tyler. But, Pogue and I are just
friends... in the bedroom..."  I retorted unctuously, swallowing the fumble
I just had. "It's not like it's a big secret,"

	He scoffed. "It is to Kate. That poor girl doesn't know that you
and Pogue are poke buddies,"

	"How could she not?" Kaelin queried walking out of the dark. I
patted him on the back. I loved when he came out of nowhere with retorts
for me. "She's bright, but Streak is a sneaky bastard,"

	That I am.

	"Not to mention a manipulative, magical ho." An attempt at the last
word.

	Kaelin shot Kit a harsh look. "Keep it down, Kit. We don't need our
secrets getting around." I gave Kaelin a look for failing to shield me from
Kit's last attack.

	"Why not? Our friends do," Kit turned his eyes to me which was
enough to send me lunging at him, kicking sand everywhere. Aggression was
our masculine way of showing affection. Especially for Kit and I. We
instantly bonded freshman year and have been attached at the attitude
problem ever since. Kaelin assimilated himself into our group sophmore year
and the three of us have been inseparable. Kaelin being the logical,
sometimes anal force of our group, Kit the bad boy (who lives up to it I'll
have you know), and myself the "free spirit" for lack of a better term.

	"They're here," Kaelin announced. I stood, dusted myself off and
tucked my Sidekick away.

	It was like watchin celebrites fake their way through a crowd in a
music video. Girls swooning. Guys covering up the fact that they are
obviously swooning too.  The Ipswich boys.  There's Caleb...all around
leader of the pack and attached to Kaelin. A match made in moral
heaven. And then there is Reid the resident bad boy of the Ipswich
boys. And if it wasn't for the fact that they were fucking, I'm sure he and
Kit would be rivals. And there's soft spoken Tyler.  There's a cool air
about him, but he's not a cold person. He's very kind In fact. And last but
not least there's Pogue.

	Shit.

	"Its like we're watching the mating rituals of the American
baboon," Kaelin said waking me out of my trance. Kit and Reid were
tounging. And I had to agree with him.

	"Fuck off, Kaelin,"

	We begin our hello's before breaking off into our separate
groups. Pogue passed me as he made his way towards Kate.

	::Have fun::

	He smiles.

	::Shut up::

	I grin.

	"Sorry it took us so long," Tyler places his arms around my
shoulder.

	"Its fine baby." I sank deeper into his arms. His body was
warm. His grip was soothing.

	"You alright?"

	"Yeah, just lost in my thoughts." My mind found itself two years
ago. Back to yet another time where my life grew farther and farther away
from normal....
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	"You're spacing again."

	I focused my eyes onto Pogue. His long sandy blonde hair was hiding
his laser blue eyes. His face was defined yet his skin was so soft. His
slender body ran down into the tangled mess of sheets and blankets around
us. Tiny beads of sweat made his body shine in the scarce sunlight that
crept into the room. It was as if the sun itself was trying to steal a
glance at this god-like creature laying next to me. We had been together
since my freshman year. Our first encounter happened our first weekend at
Spenser, a product of too much alcohol. We commenced our sexual escapades
for some time before finally consecrating ourselves in a relationship.

	"Sorry."

	"Don't worry. you can make it up to me." He rolled on top of me and
pressed his lips and his pelvis against mine. My body filled with fire. He
ran his hand up my bare leg. I knew exactly what he was reaching for.

	"Don't." I grinned and pushed him over. "We have to get to class
soon and I don't know about you, but I'd like to show up NOT smelling like
man sex."

	Pogue licked his lips. "I guess you're right." He advanced again.

	I leaned in until the words I spoke made my lips brush across
his. "I'm always right."  And with that I slid from under his warm body and
leaped out of bed. The sun was cutting through the blinds making my dark
body look like a silhouette.

	"You're amazing," I heard him say.

	"Don't you just know how to make a guy feel good." If there was one
thing Pogue was good at, it was making someone feel good. He has a big
heart. A little too big though. He had found himself a new "friend" if you
will. By the name of Kate. And if you can imagine it, I didn't like Kate
very much.  Pogue swore that they were just friends. However, he and I were
just friends for a really long time.

	I wrapped a clean towel around my body and headed for the
bathroom. As I turned on the shower I could hear the rustling of
sheets. Not long after Pogue wandered in eyeing me. His eyes asking to join
me.

	"Only if you behave yourself," I replied to his silent request.

	"Oh, I'll be a good boy sir," He mocked me. "Really I will." I
punched him. He laughed and together we enjoyed the heat of a warm
shower. It was hard to enjoy such a wonderful thing like showering with
such a distraction standing there with you. But none the less, we made it
through, dressed and were on our way to Spenser via motorcycle.

	I lived on campus with my best friend Kit, though I opted to stay
the night with my lover Pogue. Kit and I had instantly bonded freshman
year. Kaelin was absorbed into our group the night we all went to
Taran's. It helped that we both shared an interesting gift. We were endowed
with powers, both of us at the age of 13. Unlike the Ipswich boys, who had
their destinies and heritage layed out for them so clearly, we were not so
lucky. The origins of our powers were shrouded in secret and for that
reason we kept our powers a secret. All we knew is that our families
originated from Europe escaping the witch trails by hiding as opposed to
running to the new world.

	We arrived at Spencer about 20 minutes earlier than expected. I
hopped off the back of his bike and matched some of the stares I
received. It wasn't that Pogue and I were a secret, we just weren't
exposed. As Pogue put away his bike, I heard a familiarly irritating voice
calling my name.

	"Hey Kate." I replied with a ferocious smile. Kate is a pretty girl
if you liked her type. Tall for a girl, slender, tan skin, dark hair and
eyes. And she was always all over Pogue.

	And he allowed her to be.

	"Kate, how are you?" Pogue called as he walked toward us. Her eyes
lit up.

	"I'm fine. I missed you last night. The Dells aren't much fun
without you."

	"Yeah... I was busy." So he wasn't going to acknowledge he was with
me.

	"Busy doing what?" I asked with a smile. He gave me an empty smile
back.

	"Well, if you're not doing anything maybe you and I can get
together tonight. Maybe grab a bite and study for our history test coming
up."

	Study? Bitch gotta go.

	"Yeah. That would be cool."  My heart sank. I saw the way they were
looking at each other. And without understanding why or really
comprehending what I was feeling, the only thing that became clear to me
was that Pogue had lied to me about her.

	"Well I'm gonna go and find Kit," I smiled at the two of
them. "I'll see you in class."

	I hate being dramatic. I don't like dramatics or tears and or thing
like that. I've always considered myself to be a strong person. My family
didn't always have money. I grew up in the slums of Detroit. My mom worked
twelve hour shifts at a hospital while trying to get her degree and my dad
worked third shift at GM. That left me home to take care of my little
brother Justice and my little sister Raven. I've always been the mature
one. The one to say dust yourself off and don't cry. Crying is not going to
solve anything. When I turned 12 my dad finally got a better job and we had
to move to New England.  But even with this new job, my parents were never
there. There was always some business meeting, always some patient. Always
something that didn't have to do with us. Then I turned thirteen and my
powers surfaced and I felt even more alone until I met Kit.  I was even
strong when my parents decided that we were to much for them and they
shipped us off to boarding school. But through out this time I had been the
strong, resilient one. So I didn't understand why was crying right then.

	Kit sat on his bad watching me as I paced back and forth across the
room. Kaelin was leaning against the wall arms folded looking at the
floor. I screamed.

	"Will you calm down?"  Kit's words made me cringe.

	"Would you be calm if Reid was fucking some beasty lookin' skank?"

	"Well what do you plan to do?" Kaelin chimed from his perch. I
stopped pacing to think about this.

	"Honestly," I turned to face the window. "I want the last thing
that Kate sees to be my eyes turning blacker than a moonless night." Kit
grabbed my shoulders and spun me around.

	"He won't do it," Kaelin said cooly. "He's just upset."

	"The hell I won't do it."

	I wasn't going to do it.

	As much as I would have loved to, the price was too high. Even in
my blind rage the only thing clear was that I could not jeopardize the
secrets of my two friends. Whoever said friends didn't keep you grounded
lied. They ground you like really big chains.

	I sank down on my bed. "So now that we've defused bomber man..."
Kit stood in front of me. "What do you plan on doing with Pogue the Poke
Buddy?"

	My mind turned the situation over and over again. His facial
expression, the way the looked at each other all pointed to one
conclusion. Maybe I should have trusted Pogue. He said nothing was going
on. And who was to say that they were going to do more than study?  Though
only a fool would have mistaken it for anything else. There was nothing for
me to do.  Pogue was going to live his life as he saw fit. And I wasn't
about to let some boy destroy many years of being alright.

	"I'm going to smile."  Kaelin and Kit just looked at one another.

	After a long pause, Kit finally spoke. "Well there's no point in us
going to class now. Especially with Streak acting like a love-sick
wildebeast. I'll sign us in." And before Kaelin or I could object, Kits
eyes transformed into that mystical shade of darkness that was a sign of us
using our powers.

	"Any excuse will do." Kaelin commented. We all shared an
uncomfortable smile. It was a start.
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	The next day the entire school was buzzing about the latest hook up
which was expected from such a small school like Spenser. Apparently, Kate
had found herself in the arms of some supposedly lucky guy the night
before. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out who the bastard
was. All day, there had been knocks at the door to deliver this news to
me. Thank God the first was Kaelin who overheard it directly from Kate.
Each and every knock drove things deeper and deeper inside of my head. At
one point, I received a knock at the door that was a teacher informing that
my parents would not be coming up to visit as expected. Kate even found her
way into my room to gloat about her triumphant night. Kit sensed my rage
and convinced her that I had a headache and that is why I was being so rude
to her. Towards the middle of the evening there was yet another expected
knock at the door. Kit moved himself from his desk deciding to act as a
catalyst.

	"Hello Pogue." Kit took a step back enough for the Pogue to enter.

	"Hey Kit," Pogue took a cautious step inside the room. "Hey
Streak."

	I didn't turn to face him. "Hi."

	"Well... this is extremely awkward, so I'm just gonna step outside
for cigarette."  Kit really knows how to make an exit.

	Pogue sat on the edge of my bed. I could feel his breath on my
neck. I shook a bit.

	"I don't know what to say."

	"Good. Me either. Because 'I'm sorry' really isn't gonna cut it."

	"I am sorry." He adjusted himself more towards my direction. "I was
just frustrated. I didn't know what to do. We happened so fast before I
could ever experience anything else here. I'm sorry."

	"Not sorry enough to stop fucking her. I knew you'd been fucking. I
KNEW it."  I turned to face him. His face remained strong and unmoved, but
his eyes betrayed him.  It was almost enough to make me break as
well. Almost.

	"You know damn well I care about you." He moved closer still.

	"Well not enough obviously." I stood up. "Look, I'm not going to
sit here and pretend like this doesn't hurt me, but it'll all be
fine. There's nothing that you can say that will change anything. If you
feel the need to take your frustrations out on some skank's pussy that's
your business. Enjoy. Congradu-fucking-lations. You go your way and I'll go
mine." I turned back to my desk. I had become aware that my eyes were
burning.

	After a moment, he rose to meet me. "I lo-"

	"Don't start with me," I snapped.

	"Okay. Okay. I just want things be somewhat alright you know. I
want it to be kinda okay."

	"As of right now, it can't be." I turned to face him again. Tears
were running down my face. "But I'll let you know."

	He nodded and then he turned and he left. I looked around my
room. It seemed so small. There was so much hanging in the air. My parents
ditching me again. Pogue fucking Kate. Kate breathing. I couldn't stand to
be in that kind of place anymore, so I turned to leave. As I opened the
door I bashed my face against another human skull. I cursed.

	"Nice to see you too." Tyler entered my room clutching his forehead
and grinning.  He was a very handsome boy. One of the sons of Ipswich. He
was far more low key than the other boys but his presence was always
uplifting. He and I were very good friends. He had helped me out on more
than one occasion.

	"Hey, what brings you to my face?"

	He sat me down the bed running his hands through his hair. His
demeanor changed slightly. "I heard about Pogue."

	"I see," I recoiled.

	"I'm not here to talk about him honestly." He looked me directly in
the eyes and I felt a feeling I had never gotten from him before. My heart
began to race. "I know you're going through a lot. And I know this is so
much to throw on you today, but I honestly can't wait any longer and that
sounds very stupid and probably extremely cliche."

	"You are correct sir. And who ever wrote your lines should probably
seek another job."

	He smiled at me. "Give me a chance and I'll show you what its like
to never have to worry about trusting someone. I waited too late, and Pogue
got you before I could. That was my loss. But now his loss is my gain."

	I was shocked honestly. "But we're-"

	"Don't think of it as losing a friend. Think of it as... taking our
friendship further." I tried to interject but he wouldn't let me."And I
don't want you to answer me now. I want you to take all the time you'll
need. All I ask is you give me a fair chance."  And with that he leaned in
and placed his lips gently on my forehead, smiled, and darted out of the
room.

	I sat stunned on my bed. This was not happening to me. I refused to
believe that this was happening to me. Pogue, Tyler, Kate (that bitch). Too
many thoughts. Why couldn't things just be normal? I sat on my bed looking
at the door waiting for another wave of attacks. I swore fate was going
through menopause. The door opened and Kit sprung in startling me to my
feet. I was shaking violently. He noticed the obvious terror across my
face.

	"What the hell is wrong with you?"

	"I hate my life."

	Kit rolled his eyes.



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