Author's Note: This story takes place after 'Prince Charmed'. This just sort of popped into my head one day. After a fight with the sisters, Chris is surprised with a visit from the future which leads to a whole set of new problems. This sort of a Chris revelation but I just had to do it. Please R&R! Enjoy!
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It was pitch black out. No moonlight; no light from the stars; the stars and moon were covered by clouds; no light whatsoever. Not even on the streets or coming from the houses. And there was dead silence in all of the houses. That was unusual on a street with many houses on it and were supposed to be filled with kids running around and playing. But there were no kids playing in the houses. There weren't even any people in any of the houses. People were forbidden to live on the same street as the Manor. So all of the houses were empty; no evidence of people on the street such as cars or gardens or other things like that.
If there was anybody out on the street; they would've seen blue and white orbs floating into the Manor. The orbs stuck out like sore thumbs against the blackness of the sky. The orbs finally floated into the pitch black manor. Once safely in the foyer of the Manor, the orbs formed into people; two boys and two girls. The tallest of the group, a boy who looked to be of 19 years of age, had midnight black hair and beautiful clear brown eyes. The next tallest, a girl who was about 16 years of age, had gray eyes and ink black hair. The two smallest, a boy and a girl who looked to be about 10 years old, were identical; both had jet black hair and light hazel eyes.
The oldest boy and the two youngest looked as if they could have been siblings while the girl looked as if she was their cousin. The oldest boy looked to be the leader of the group by the way he held and carried himself. The young man stepped forward; out into the middle of the hall and in front of the group.
He could remember everything that had happened in the Manor up until the day him, his siblings, and cousins had left. And he would never forget that day. The scar across his eye would make sure of that. He turned his head to the left; to peer into the living room. It was empty. He breathed a silent sigh of relief. He had been hoping that it would be empty. He turned halfway to tell his family in sign language to stay there while he checked out the rest of the first floor. They nodded silently; they could see him perfectly in the darkness. Months of living in darkness had improved their eyesight greatly.
He nodded back and then turned around again and walked silently down the hall. Once he reached the stairs he turned his head to look up the stairs to find them deserted. He bent to look at the dust on one of the stairs. He expected the dirt to be undisturbed; as it would've been in the few weeks it had to settle since the museum closed because of the recent event. But it wasn't; the dust had been recently disturbed and it was unsettled, as if someone or a few people had been in a rush going up and down the stairs.
He stood back up and hurried on quietly through the rest of the first floor, a bit of urgency in his step. He was relieved to find the whole first floor empty. He hurried back to his anxiously waiting family. He explained the plan to them again in hurried and hushed tones.
"Okay, you know what's going to happen tonight. All we're trying to do is to get to the book and get to the past. We don't want to be found by him or any of his demons, and we're certainly trying not to get to killed. Understood?" he finished as he stared at all of them.
"Yes, Tyler," the older girl answered for herself and her cousins. He nodded his approval and was about to turn back around to lead the way towards the stairs until he noticed a timid little hand rising into the air.
"What is it Patience?" he asked his younger sister. Patience lowered her hand and looked shyly down at the floor. She hated it when everybody stared at her or attention was drawn to her.
"What if he does find us?" she asked timidly. She could feel her older brother's eyes boring into the top of her head. If she looked up she knew she would see sympathy and pity in his eyes. Sympathy for all that the four of them had been through and pity for making her do this; in other words that meant weakness to her. She didn't want him to see her as weak. She admired her older brother, she looked up to him. She also wanted him to be proud of her.
"Don't worry, Patien, everything will be okay," she heard a voice say. She looked over at her twin. He was smiling at her. His hazel eyes were full of laughter; she loved that about him, how his eyes were full of life and laughter.
"Thanks, Paul," she said to her twin. She then finally looked away from her twin and at her older brother. Tyler wasn't looking at her with sadness or pity in his eyes; he was looking at her with pride in his eyes and he was smiling. Unhidden pride in his eyes. She immediately blushed under his gaze. For some reason, she had a gut feeling that something was going to go wrong. It wasn't that she doubted Tyler's plan; it was just that she felt as if something was going to happen, something bad. She shook her head and brushed the feeling off as nerves.
She looked back up at her brother; who had turned around again and was facing straight ahead. Her cousin had taken a step closer to him and stood right behind him. The two of them looked like twins standing next to each other; except Tyler had brown eyes and her cousin had gray eyes. She smiled as she watched her brother and cousin. Her eyes swiveled to the side to look at her twin; Paul had taken a step right behind their cousin. She looked straight again and her smile disappeared as she walked up next to her brother.
"Ready Mel?" Patience heard her brother ask.
"Ready," she heard her cousin reply. Tyler sighed and began to walk forward. Mel was just a step behind him; her beautiful long black hair pulled back. Patience and Paul were just about two steps behind her. Tyler's stride was slow-paced and confident. Although he showed more confidence than he actually felt. He was hoping-no, praying-that this plan was going to work. He wasn't sure what was going to happen until they carried the plan out; which was to get to the past safe and sound. He had taken everything that could happen in consideration; but something could still happen. He breathed a silent sigh and continued down the hall slowly.
The group of four were being cautious; very cautious. But apparently that wasn't enough. As they were nearing the stairs; Patience was looking around; marveling over the fact that the Manor looked so much different from the last time she was here, when she heard Mel shout, "Tyler, down!"
In an instant Tyler was on the floor, right when a dark lighter arrow flew right over his head, and embedded itself in the wall right behind them. Patience stopped dead in her tracks and looked over at her older brother and cousin. Tyler was still on the ground; waiting for the all-clear that would tell him he could get up. Paul had stopped where he was walking as well and waited for an order from his brother.
Before anyone of the four kids had a chance to do anything, they heard noises on all sides of them; demons were shimmering in and dark lighters were dark-orbing and warlocks were blinking in. There were looks of utter surprise on Paul's, Patience's, and Melinda's faces. As Tyler stood up, there was a look of surprise on his face but not as serious. He sort of figured that this kind of thing would happen. He just wasn't expecting it to happen as soon as they got there.
Especially with so many dark lighters there, there were like ten of them. And that was a serious problem. Especially when he and his siblings were half white lighters and the only thing that could kill a white lighter was a dark lighter arrow.
Tyler quickly looked around and evaluated their situation. They were surrounded on all sides by demons, dark lighters, and warlocks. He estimated that there were about eight demons, nine warlocks, and ten dark lighters. That wasn't good at all. Even though that seemed like impossible odds, Tyler knew that they could probably win but there was no way that they would be able to get out of it in one piece. And he was sure that there was going to be more in the rest of the house. He knew that they were going to have to be careful if they wanted to survive this. He took a deep breath as he prepared himself for what was to come.
"Well, then; shall we get started?" he said casually as he stood there. Then the fight really started after he said that. The four of them split up to take on the many different evil beings that were there. But, as always, Paul and Patience were fighting side-by-side. Tyler shot straight forward to take on the group right in front of him. Mel focused her attention on the group that was to the right of her while Paul and Patience took on the group behind them.
Patience couldn't believe what was going on. It was supposed to be a simple get- to-the-book-and-then-get-to-the-past plan. As far as she knew, they weren't supposed to run into demons, dark lighters, and warlocks. But then again Tyler did say that there was a chance of that happening. Patience just hoped that they could get out of there safely.
She could feel her twin beside her; giving his best to defeat the two demons that had focused their attention on him. She could hear grunts and yells of pain from a few demons that had been killed by either Tyler or Mel; she couldn't tell which. While she was fighting a warlock a fireball came out of nowhere and nearly hit her. She yelped with surprise and turned around to look at Tyler who was fighting off a warlock while trying to dodge a dark lighter's arrows. "Be careful Tyler!" she shouted at him.
"Sorry Patience!" he shouted back at her. He had accidentally fired a fireball and it had almost hit her. An arrow flew past a hair's breath from Patience and luckily didn't hit her. She turned around to fight the dark lighter who had fired the arrow. While she was fighting; she thought about how Tyler had gotten the ability to shoot fireballs, which was usually a demon's power.
She didn't know how it happened considering she hadn't been born yet at the time. But she had been told the story a hundred times before. She had been told that when Tyler was around the age of four or five, he had been kidnapped by demons and had been forced to drink demon blood. And when he had been saved by his mother and aunts; they had discovered that he could shoot fireballs.
An arrow came dangerously close and Patience shook her head to clear her mind and focus her attention on the fight. For a while; it appeared that the four kids had the upper hand of the fight. And they did; they had managed to vanquish all of the demons, more than half of the warlocks; and more than three quarters of the dark lighters. Sure they all had some bruises and scratches but none of then seriously wounded.
Patience paused in the fighting to take in the condition of their situation. She was happy to see that her brothers and cousin were okay. Neither of her brothers had gotten hit by dark lighter arrows and Mel didn't have any gaping holes in her from athames or other attacks. She smiled when she was sure that they were going to win this fight and they were all going to be okay. But then she witnessed something that made the smile on her face disappear and her hazel eyes widen and what she witnessed would change her life forever.
As Tyler was just about to vanquish a still standing warlock; one of the few remaining dark lighters had gotten a poisonous arrow ready and fired it at the young white lighter's heart. What happened next seemed to go in slow motion to Patience. The sound of the arrow coming towards him had caught Tyler's attention and he looked over to see the arrow coming towards him. He dropped to the floor just in time. The arrow sailed straight over him and embedded itself in the person who was standing just a few feet behind Tyler. That's what made Patience gasp with horror.
For standing right behind Tyler was Paul. The young boy had just turned around after vanquishing a warlock. He didn't have time to move out of the way as his hazel eyes widened in shocked horror. The arrow embedded itself deep in his chest; piercing his heart. He was dead instantly. As he fell to the ground Patience screamed in anguish. As she ran over to him; Tyler jumped up from his place on the ground and formed a fireball and threw it at the dark lighter who had fired the arrow.
He turned around quickly to find his sister and cousin gathering around the body of his dead younger brother. He rushed over quickly to find both his sister and cousin were messes. Patience had tears streaming down her face. While Mel had tears in her eyes but she was trying hard to not let them fall; and was failing miserably. He looked back at the body of his younger brother.
It felt as if there was a gaping hole in his heart. As if a large piece of his soul had been taken away. He blamed himself for what had happened. He should never have brought Paul here, or Patience for that matter. He could feel tears start to surface. Before they could begin to fall, he stood up and wiped his eyes clean of moisture. And a mask fell over his face, clearing his face of all emotion.
He had to be strong for his sister and cousin. He couldn't let anything happen to them. He had let Paul down; he was not going to let Patience or Melinda down. He was going to make sure that at least one of them made it to the past, because he had a feeling that all three of them might not make it. He took a couple of paces backwards; giving himself a minute to compose himself.
"We-," he started but then stopped, he wasn't surprised that his voice sounded dry and croaky and was about to crack. He cleared his throat and started, this time his voice was strong. "We have to continue. Paul would want us to get to the past. So we have to get going you guys."
He had been looking down when he said this; trying to get rid of the tear tracks left on his cheeks. Now he looked back up to see both of them staring at him. Melinda still had tears in her eyes and tracks going down her face but she nodded, agreeing with Tyler. But Patience was a completely different case.
She as well had tears in hers which had spilled over and were falling noiselessly down her face in streams. But she was staring at her older brother as if she couldn't believe what he had just said. And she couldn't believe it; no, she refused to believe it. Her twin had just been killed. And Tyler wanted to continue. Didn't he want to orb over to Wyatt's hideout and kill him? Patience knew that she wasn't thinking rationally and that Tyler was right, but she wasn't even sure she wanted to continue. She wanted to stop and grieve for her brother.
He had been her brother. He was more than that, he was her friend. He was the only one who had ever been there for her. He was her protector, even though she voiced her distaste about that time and time again, he had still always been there for her. They were unbelievably close and now that Paul was gone, Patience could start to feel her heart falling to her pieces. She could also start to feel what little innocence she had left start to fade away. She had lost most of her innocence a long time ago. But then she remembered, even though he had seen such horrors that most people would never see, Paul always held onto his innocence, no matter what. His innocence never left him even after he gave up on trying to hold it intact. Patience was not going to let it leave her either.
Even though she sent him death glares, she stood up and nodded and walked over to stand next to Tyler. Mel just sat there, marveling at the fact that the two of them could just get past their brother's death like that. Well, she suspected that it had more to do with Tyler's impatience to get out of there and Patience's uneasiness of standing in the manor, the place where her family had been killed. And Mel was right, at least about Tyler.
Tyler took a deep breath and began to lead the way to the stairs. He was careful to walk slowly and quietly. He didn't want to alert demons to their presence. That would just give them a whole lot of trouble that they so did not want.
As he descended the stairs, Tyler stopped and crinkled his brows as he was trying to decide something. Then his face relaxed and he quickly formed a fireball in his right hand. Mel and Patience quickly stopped where they were and looked at Tyler uncertainly. Neither of them weren't sure what to say, or if they should even say anything. They all fell silent and the only sound was the fireball crackling lightly. Mel was the first to break the silence. "Um, Ty… what are you doing?"
"Huh?" Tyler asked distractedly and turned his head to look at his cousin over his shoulder. They stared at each other for a moment and then it occurred to him what she meant. "Oh, just don't want anymore surprises, if you know what I mean," he answered a question and looked forward again.
"Yeah, I can see that," she replied. At her brother's words, an image of Paul's lifeless body flashed unbidden before Patience's mind's eye. She quickly dismissed it and followed her brother and cousin as they continued forward.
They were getting closer to the attic stairway now. So far so good, I guess, Tyler thought as he continued walking. The only demons they had run into so far were the ones in the foyer. When the demons had attacked, he thought that somehow he had known they were there. But now he wasn't so sure. Maybe those demons were just patrol demons, to make sure that nobody broke in and stole something? Both options had fifty percent of being right each. And Tyler just didn't like those odds. He never liked odds where they were half and half.
They were just a few steps away now. And now he was learning more to the patrol option happily. They were getting closer to the attic, and closer to their objective. Tyler was about to distinguish the fireball when he heard something. It sounded like scratching. He stopped walking, surprising the girls, and listened closely. Now he was sure, there was scratching somewhere near his right.
Turning sharply to the right, he raised his hand to send the fireball flying but stopped when he saw it was just a mouse. When he turned suddenly like that, it scared Mel half to death and she had jumped at least a foot in the air and was now glaring at her cousin. Patience was too shaken to do anything but still managed to half-glare at her brother.
Tyler put out the fireball and gave a half shrug without looking at his cousin or sister. "Eh, oh well," he thought out loud and was about to turn around when he felt holes being burned into the back of his head. Turning around, he could see Mel looking as if she was about to kill him. And she made sure he knew that.
"Tyler Daniel! I'm going to kill you!" she practically shouted the whispered threat at him.
"What?" he asked puzzled.
"You know better than to do that in this house and at this particular time!" Mel replied in an exasperated voice. Tyler was about to retort back but then decided against it. Muttering something about overreaction and hereditary under his breath, he led the way up the attic stairs. Patience followed with Mel bringing up the rear.
When he reached the steps, Tyler ascended the steps slowly, taking his time and trying not to make too much noise in case there were any demons waiting for them in the attic. When he reached the attic door, he paused and listened quietly. He opened the door slowly as he made sure that there was no one on the other side waiting to ambush them. He poked his head through a sizable crack and took a look around the attic. He stopped when he saw a spider web to his left in the corner and saw what had to be the biggest spider ever eating a fly. He made a disgusted face and gagged a little.
He managed to croak "Clear" as he continued to watch the spider feast. Opening the door farther allowed room for his cousin and sister to stand next to him in the room. Not once taking his eyes off the spider, he muttered "Ew" and walked over to the podium where a hologram of the book of shadows rested. Mel and Patience followed him and they all stood there, staring at the book.
"Now what?" Patience asked after a few moments hesitation, looking up at her family.
"Should we summon the book?" Mel suggested, looking only at Tyler.
"No, remember the last time someone summoned the book? It was Chris and he found out about it and sent demons after him. I'm not saying that he's stupid or anything, but let's not make the same mistake, shall we?" Tyler replied with a grin and walked around the podium to one of the walls, his back to the girls.
"Then what?" Mel asked, throwing her hands out to the sides in frustration and exasperation.
They could hear him sigh resignedly and he replied, "I guess we're just gonna have to make a time portal." By 'we' he meant only himself. Taking a few steps toward the wall, he threw out his arms in front of him and got to work on the time portal.
While he was doing that, Mel and Patience milled around the attic. There was really nothing to do but to wait. So Patience just leaned against a few stacked up boxes, day-dreaming about the past. Patience sat leaning against the farthest wall from her brother. Her mind began to wander and traveled to her brother's death. She could still Paul's body lying on the floor below her. And his body would continue to lie there until someone stumbled upon it, and who knew how long that would be.
Her mind began to think about how senseless and pointless it was. It could have been avoided, if it wasn't for Tyler and his stupid plan. She began to reason with herself, telling herself that everything Tyler had done up until that point was for their safety. But still, some part of her mind pushed past that and from somewhere inside of her, inexplicable anger and hatred grew for her elder brother. That one part began to tell her that Tyler didn't care about any of them. That all he cared about was getting to the past. That he wasn't even grieving for his younger brother's death or in mourning. He didn't even really care that one part of her mind kept telling over and over. They had never really gotten along before, her and her brother, and sure she got angry at him at times, but this was the worse she had ever felt.
If only he hadn't come up with this stupid plan to go to the past, then Paul would still be with them, sitting next to her and dealing with all of this with her. As an image of her twin's smiling happy fact popped into her mind, hot angry tears appeared and fell down her face.
Tyler had just turned to his family to let them know that he was finally done with the time portal when he noticed Patience sitting there with her head bowed. Confused, he asked, "Hey Patience, you okay?"
She raised her head and stared defiantly at him. She stood up, still staring at him; tear tracks fresh on her cheeks looking like little rivers. He got this innocent and puzzled look on his face, as if he was confused as to why she was so angry with him. A flood of anger was building up inside of Patience, and then the dam broke.
"What do you mean 'am I okay!? Of course I'm not okay!" she shouted at him. "If it wasn't for you and this stupid plan of yours, Paul would still be here with us! And you're acting as if you don't care about any of it! And I know you don't care! I also know that you don't care that Paul just died! I hate you! I hate you and I don't care what happens anymore!"
She knew that she had hurt her brother considerably but her rage blinded her from that and all she saw was a cold person standing there. Tyler just stared at his baby sister, not saying anything. He wasn't going to let anything show, not the pain or sorrow ness which engulfed him at her words. Even though he heard everything that she said, he knew she didn't really mean any of it. He just knew.
"You ready to go?" he asked his sister simply, staring at her straight in the eye unwaveringly. She stared back at him, her eyes defiant. Without saying anything she began to walk forward, ignoring her older cousin. Before she could get very far, however, a demon shimmered in behind her. Before Tyler or Mel could say anything, the demon grabbed the back of Patience's shirt and threw her across the room.
Patience slammed into a wall with a crash and slid to the floor in a heap. Barely a second later, Tyler ran over to his baby sister. "Patience!"
He was by her side in less than five seconds, bending over her. Patience had landed on her side and her back was to Tyler. He placed a hand on her shoulder and gave her arm a little shake. She didn't stir. Fearing the worst, Tyler turned her over onto her back. Blood trickled from her nose and mouth and a bruise was starting to form on her temple, but besides that, she was fine. Tyler breathed a silent sigh of relief as her light hazel eyes located his brown eyes in a haze of dizziness.
Grunts of pain from behind told him that Mel was winning the fight against the demon. But for now, he had to think about his sister. "You okay?" he asked her as he helped her sit up.
"I think so," Patience answered as she put a hand to her bruised head. She winced as her hand came into contact with the sensitive bruise. As she was doing this, Tyler gripped her arm and helped her to her feet. Now that she was standing, Tyler's eyes scanned her more thoroughly for any other injuries. Patience noticed this and walked away as the sounds of the demon being vanquished could be heard. Trying to not let that get to him, Tyler closed his eyes and took a minute to compose himself.
Turning, he walked over to join his cousin and sister in front of the portal. "Nice job," he complimented Mel on the vanquish.
"Thanks," she said, smiling weakly at him. Patience just stood, not saying anything. She had wiped the blood away from her nose and mouth and the bleeding had already stopped.
"Right," Tyler muttered. "Well, I guess we should get going," he indicated the time portal that was waiting for them, which looked like a plain old wall. "Maybe you should go first Patience."
She just continued to stare at him. Throwing a look in Mel's direction, he mistook her silence and said, "If you're scared--"
"I'm not scared," she interrupted coldly. For some reason that he couldn't fathom, Patience was still mad at him. Trying not to let that get to him as well, he nodded and decided to keep his mouth shut. Finally looking away, Patience walked over to the time portal and was about to walk through when she heard something behind her.
Turning sharply, she looked at Tyler. Who had turned to look at Mel behind him. Mel was just standing there, with a blank look on her face. Tyler continued to watch her, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion. Mel looked straight into Tyler's eyes and then looked into Patience's eyes. That's when realization dawned on Mel's features. She looked down at her chest and just stared.
Tyler followed her eyes and then immediately blanched. Something pointy was sticking through the fabric of Mel's black tank top. Right above her heart. The front of her shirt was already drenched in blood. She looked back up at her cousins and tried to smile weakly but failed. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she toppled over to the side. She was dead before she hit the floor.
There was an athame embedded in her back that had pierced her heart. Blood had already started to dribble from her mouth like sickening red rivers. A pool of blood had formed around her on the floor in that last few seconds. And she was deathly pale. Her eyelids hadn't closed so Tyler was able to see the whites of her eyes.
He tore his eyes away from this horrible image of his cousin to look behind her. There must have been ten or twelve demons there, all dressed in black. The center one was looking smug, which made Tyler think that it was him who had threw the athame at his cousin. Anger and hatred began to grow inside him and he could feel his hand start to warm with the beginnings of a fire ball. "You killed her," he muttered bluntly.
The demon's smug smile grew wider still. That's when Tyler snapped. The fireball formed in his hand and he launched it at the demon. The demon was taken by surprise and didn't have time to react before he burst into flames and a pile of ash was all that was left.
Then the demons converged on Tyler. He fought them back and even managed to vanquish a few. After a few seconds of fighting, Tyler turned to shout "Run!" at Patience.
But Patience didn't comply. She just stood there, watching her brother fight, shock frozen on her face.
"Patience!"
The sound of her name seemed to send a jolt through her. She looked over at Tyler to see him staring at her intently. "Go! I'll follow as soon as I can!"
Patience stood there, conflicted. Should she do what her brother said or stay and fight with him? But one look into his eyes gave her the answer. She turned around and ran to the time portal, the sounds of her brother fighting haunting her the whole time. She stuck her hand through the time portal and watched happily as her hand disappeared. For the first time since Paul died, Patience felt a surge of hope course through her veins.
Turning around, she shouted at Tyler, "Come on, let's go!"
Tyler vanquished one last demon and was about to sprint over to join her when a cold desolate voice stopped him in his tracks.
"I don't think so."
Then an energy ball came out of nowhere from behind Tyler and hit him hard in the back. Letting out a pain filled yell, Tyler fell to the ground. He laid there, his eyes closed tight in pain, a hand holding onto his back to staunch the blood flow. Patience just watched as her older brother fell to the ground in pain. There was nothing she could do. Then that same cold voice spoke again. "Neither of you are going anywhere."
The remaining demons moved off to the sides to allow their lord forward. Patience could feel a growing sense of dread fill her every being as the owner of the voice moved forward; her worst nightmare come true.
Standing in front of her was a young man with long wavy blond hair and cold ice blue eyes. He was wearing all black and was clearly powerful. Waves of immense power rolled off of him. Patience was silent as the young man walked over to her brother.
Tyler's breathing was heavy and his voice shook as he spoke. "Please, Wyatt, let her go," he pleaded with Wyatt.
"Shut up," Wyatt said harshly and he kicked Tyler in the ribs, hard. Patience was sure she heard a few of Tyler's ribs break. Tyler visibly tried to hold the scream in. Keeping his eyes locked onto Patience's, Wyatt said, "If you want your brother to continue living, you'll come with me now, Patience."
But Patience knew that was a lie, Wyatt was going to kill her and her brother anyway. Apparently, Tyler knew that too, for he twisted around and wrapped his arms around Wyatt's knees and Wyatt fell to the floor with a crash. Then Tyler turned his back to Patience and shouted, "Go! Now!"
This time, Patience didn't wait; she turned and ran to the portal with the intention to leave the place of torture that had become her home. But then a scream made her stop. Turning slowly, her mouth dropped open in horror and pain as she witnessed Wyatt and her brother. Wyatt had summoned Excalibur and had impaled it in Tyler's chest and began twisting it. Tyler's screams would forever haunt Patience to her dying day.
As she stood there and watched, Tyler summoned up the energy and said weakly, "Go… the past…"
Without looking back, Patience turned and ran through the portal, disappearing instantly.
But not before Wyatt screamed, "No!", and launched an energy ball after her. The energy ball hit her square in the shoulder and then she was gone. Back to the past.
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