Trapped and Paralyzed 2: The Aftermath

Chapter One – Six Months Later

A Seventeen Year old, Christopher Halliwell awoke with a start in his bed, it was dark within in his room, he looked around, he swore someone was with him. His hair was wet with sweat, and small beads of sweat ran down his finely toned arms and chest. He lifted the blanket from the bed, and stood up in the cool dark room. Chris then sat down back on his bed, and looked over at the clock, it was just six in the morning, and he had his first day of school in a few hours.

He put his face in his hands, something about this day was going to be bad, brutal – hell like. He remembered shortly after the death of Jarred Black, the Assistant Swim Coach, the whole city was in a up roar over his disappearance, all the swim teams, along with every member of the staff at Hyde High School was interviewed about it. He remembered last May, when the attack happened, when Jarred Black was killed – at his hand…

"No you don't! Stay away from him!" Wyatt said standing up.

"NO! He's mine!"
Wyatt felt a sudden wave of anger, his empathy power was kicking in, he felt Chris emotions towards Black.
Wyatt never felt so much anger and hate in his life. He put his hand and Black froze, he threw him against the wall. Black whimpered in pain.
"You asshole! Now you pay!" Wyatt said, a ring of fire appeared at Black's feet. Chris opened his eyes and saw Black screaming in pain, and Then Wyatt conjured an athame in his hand, and then he stabbed Black, square in between the legs. He yelped in pain. And then he was vanquished in flames.

Chris opened his eyes, they were moist, wet. Sometimes just remembering anything at all from the event, hurt him to the core. Chris was tired of feeling this pain, he wanted it all to stop, to end, he wanted to be nothing! He felt an angry begin to brew in himself, a fury, something that has been brewing for nearly six months, he put his hands together, trying to surpass the anger, he began to crack his knuckles. Chris looked forward, he grit his teeth, and tried to get pass this anger, but nothing seem to get past it. He was robbed of his innocence, his virginity – he was raped.
Chris noticed that around him, things in his room were beginning to levitate, raise into the air, his bed was shaking, his vision was ahead, and his bedroom, was closed, was shaking.

In the next room, his older brother, Wyatt awoke. Wyatt heard rumbling, shaking, cracking, he turned to look at the wall that belonged to his and Chris' room, he saw ripples going through the wall.

"Oh my god." Wyatt said, getting up, and pulling on clothes.

Wyatt got out into the hallway, where he was met by his mother, a short, long hair, brunette, Piper Halliwell.
"Wyatt?" Piper asked.

"It's Chris." Wyatt said, he looked at the door, as he about to touch it, ripples appeared the door, and cracking it down. It was going to explode. Wyatt quickly grabbed his mother, and lifted up his forearm in a defensive position, and a blue shield appeared in front of them – and the door exploded into a million pieces in front of them, the door handle bounced off Wyatt's shield and lodged itself into the wall.

The shaking stop, so did the ripples, and Wyatt put his shield down. Piper and Wyatt both looked ahead and saw Chris, sitting on his bed, with tears going down his face. He looked and saw his older brother and mother, and orbed away.