The Battle Within
Wyatt Halliwell paced the gates of the Elders. Even in his twenty-seven years of being a Charmed One, he was very much like his mother who hated to wait, especially the Elders. For many years, the word, "Elders" had as much dismay as any profanity that Wyatt knew or heard. Now, he worked as a whitelighter, and he had to stay as objective as possible.
For the past six years, Wyatt and Chris had been shadowing their Aunt Paige on her assignments, so they knew the territory. For this, half witch/half whitelighter was new territory for everyone, so the Elders believed the best way of learning was through family. Now, Chris continued to share charges with Paige as she worked with her Magic School students, and Wyatt was getting his first, today.
The Elders strolled through the gate in their golden robes; Dad had told him that he would receive a robe alike to it, when he earned it. Now, he was still a rookie at all this. One Elder separated from the rest of the group and joined Wyatt.
"Wyatt, how are you?" The Elder tapped Wyatt on his shoulder. The Elder was short—almost half of Wyatt's height. He removed his hood. In front of Wyatt was a young man, around sixteen or seventeen, smiling up at him. "My name's Kevin. Your mom and your aunts helped me many years ago. An Elder was retiring, and I received his powers."
"Kevin." Did Mom know about this Elder? He's just a kid. "You have an assignment for me?"
"Congratulations. You're official. Now, there's a woman around twenty three or so. She currently works in your mother's restaurant as a sous chef. Her name is Patricia Goodman."
"Patty? Yeah, she does sauces and soups. I knew she was magical. Everyone in the restaurant is magical. They have some power or had some power. It's been a refuge for years. She's my charge."
"Don't take this too lightly. She is not some ordinary witch. If she was, I wouldn't be talking to you. This requires your full attention and abilities to grow as a witch." Kevin's voice was firm and maintained eye contact with Wyatt. Wyatt crunched his eyebrows.
Wyatt crossed his arms and looked down at Kevin, "This seems too easy. What's the catch? There's something you're not telling me."
"Very much like your mother. Very much."
"That's code for you're not telling me."