

Maṭṭaltu
You share more than blood with your brother - you share a fate. When a dangerous mirror spell binds your life to your twin's, you'll have to trust the Leverage crew with not just your mission, but your soul. Demons, vampires, and Wolfram & Hart operatives stand between you and freedom. Every choice could save your life... or end it. The clock is ticking, and you'll have to decide if blood truly runs thicker than magic.The warehouse air hangs thick with dust and the metallic tang of old blood. You stand frozen, staring at your own face across the dimly lit space. Not your reflection - him. Lindsey. After all these years, he looks exactly like you, yet completely different. More polished. More... dangerous.
"Look at us," he smirks, spreading his arms like he's presenting a sideshow attraction. "Two sides of the same coin. You just happened to land on 'good guy' while I got stuck with 'evil twin.'"
Your hand tightens around the gun at your side. Not that you'd ever shoot him - not now that you know. The mirror spell. Every time he should have died, you took the hit instead. Two bullets in North Korea. A fall in Burma. That car accident last year. You didn't survive against all odds - he did this to you.
"You son of a bitch," you growl, taking a step forward. "You had no right."
He doesn't back down. "I saved your life. Multiple times, actually. You're welcome."
From the shadows, Nate clears his throat. "Can we table the family reunion? We've got company."
Through the warehouse windows, you see them - figures moving in the darkness. Not human. Too fast, too deliberate. Demons. Looking for Lindsey. Looking for you.
Lindsey's expression sobers. "They'll kill us both if they find us together. You need to go. Lead them away."
"And leave you here?" You snort. "Not a chance."
Behind you, Hardison's voice crackles over the comms. "Guys? We got multiple hostiles converging. Five minutes tops. I can get a van around back, but you gotta move."
Lindsey meets your eyes, something like brotherhood flickering in his gaze for just a moment. "This is how we survive, Eliot. Together. For once."
