Rebel

Chapter Two

Leo sat in the school office, it was quite drawn and depressing he thought. The walls were a pale blue and several ladies who looked like they were about to kill somebody slumped in chairs answering continuous phones. The Ex-elder looked around at the pale walls and noticed some old black & white photos of the school. At first the school had been a little girls boarding home, but was changed into a less permanent site when there had been many disappearances, Leo always wondered why his wife, Piper insisted on letting their boys go to a school that had such bad Karma but then thought about the reputation of the school being the best in San Francisco. He always supported Piper with her choices and trusted them strongly.

"Now are you sure you're okay?" the dickhead of a teacher nagged again,

"Yes! Now can you please piss off and leave me alone!" Chris requested forcefully pushing the help away. He had, had just about enough of this teacher and would have really torn into to him if he hadn't noticed his father glaring at him and then looking over at the teacher apologetically, what the hell was his problem anyway?

"Chris!" Leo exclaimed surprisingly, he had never seen his son swear in front of anyone except for his family and even that was rare.

The angry brunette boy glared at his father. He wanted to snap back at the Ex-elder but was interrupted by a scrawny young woman that had blonde hair and a very pointed nose.

"Um, Mr Wyatt…" she started "Since Chris has refused to see any medical attention where going to have to get you to sign these papers involving the accident." She instructed nervously looking hastily between the young boy and his father. She then turned to brunette avoiding looking into his eyes, the woman seemed a little afraid of Chris. "And where going to need you to fill out some yourself and explain why you were out of class." The half whitelighter scoffed making the blonde woman jump the slightest bit; he hated how everybody thought they could control him.

Wyatt sat near his desk going through some papers filing them alphabetically; he tapped a pen on the desk and looked around the office of his mother's restaurant. He thought that the room could use a makeover, maybe along the lines of some new furniture and a new coat of paint. The mention of paint made him instantly think of Chris, he knew his brother all too well. His mind thought back to the time when he had begged their parents to go see an art show when he was only 11 years old Wyatt's stressed mouth twitched up into an enormous smile.

"Oh my god" A 14 year old Wyatt complained in complete agony "Why did we have to come to this it's so boring, I don't see how that dork likes this!" he whined again, receiving scolding looks from both parents either side of him.

"Don't call your brother names." Came from his warm mother's voice as she looked down on her oldest child "You might not know why he likes it but it's like you with your interest of cars, Chris doesn't like them and doesn't get why you like them either and besides…"

"Everybody's different." Leo cut in finishing his wife's sentence and including himself in the parenting.

"Yes exactly what your father said, Chris loves this and he doesn't get to express it much so you should encourage him, be proud of him you don't have to love it you know." She said as-matter-of-factly.

"Wy, Wy come look at this one!" came the little boy's voice from another painting he had just found, this one was the best according to him but then Wyatt believed that's what he was saying about every picture. He was dragged away by his excited little brother passing several different paintings some rather quite gory and some very pleasant and stopped at the one the brunette was drooling over. Wyatt looked up expecting to see a weird piece of paper that didn't make sense but was glad that his parents had made him go with him because Chris was right this painting was truly amazing…

Wyatt was then brought back into reality by the irritating tingle of the restaurants phone. His hands scooped up the phone and he answered ever so professionally with the line he had to say all throughout his working days.

"Hello, this is Wyatt Halliwell speaking, what can I do for you today?" He announced, sounding ever so polite.

"Hello Mr Wyatt Halliwell." His father mocked on the other line but with a hidden serious tone in his voice.

"Oh hey Dad, Did you want to speak to mom?"

"Well… yes and no how long until you & your mom can come home?" his tone of voice was now turned into worry and the slightest bit of anger.

"I finish in about half an hour maybe longer, and mom I don't know. Why is there something wrong?"

"No nothing's wrong... It's just that." he paused again just like he had earlier and stopped. Wyatt now frantic with worry repeated his father's last words.

"It's just what Dad?" He could hear Leo sigh as he began to re-tell what had happened to Chris and what he had said and done. Wyatt copied his father and sighed as well.

"Okay, I'm getting mom and where coming home." The blonde young-adult slammed the phone shut not even waiting for his father's reply.

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Music roared loudly coming from Chris' room. The door was locked tight and Wyatt could hear his father yelling at his little brother to open the door, Wyatt and Piper both looked at each other and groaned they were so sick of both of their family members always fighting it was annoying and stressful, piper had tried many times to get them to stop and they would but later on Chris would just find something else to make his father angry about.

"Chris open this door!" the ex-whitelighter demanded. There was no reply

"Chris open the damn door right now, or you're grounded!" Leo threatened lamely, even though he could try there was no way that he could ground Chris especially since he was half whitelighter and a very smart spell making witch. He could get his way around anything.

The twice blessed child looked at his defeated mother her index finger and thumb were joined together pinching the bridge of her nose. She looked worn out and looked like she could just give up. Wyatt went to take charge of the world war 3 that was up stairs and turned to Piper.

"Do you want me to orb up there mom and kick both of their asses?" the witch offered also trying to lighten her mood.

"Don't swear." She exhaled sighing at the same time. Wyatt gazed down at his feet obviously his sense of humour didn't work. The eldest charmed one continued "Yeah. I'll get dinner ready you Just try and not join in the on the fun." She answered sarcastically.

With that the blonde young adult turned into blue and white lights and transported into his brothers dump of a room, he reached for the door handle and unlocked it leaving a furious father to stand in the door way and a furious teenager sitting on the bed.

"Wyatt!" he shouted "What the hell do you think you're doing!"

"Saving you're butt from garbage duty and a lifetime of grounding."

"Get the hell out!" Wyatt could tell that his brother was angry, his face was almost as red as a tomato from the yelling and his eyes were cold and enraged. Why was he even that angry?

"No." he said calmly continuing on why he had invaded Chris' room. "I'm here to solve this crap between you guys because mom and I are sick of it! What the hell happened at school today Chris? Why are you so pissed at dad, Hell why are you always pissed at dad?" he said motioning over to where his father stood. Leo shrugged his shoulders.

"Well… I'm waiting, who's going to tell me what's going on?" he asked impatiently gazing from his brother to his father.

The Ex-elder was the first one to speak up. "I got a call from Chris' school saying that he had fainted and that they needed me to come and take him home because he refused to go with the ambulance." Leo stated. Wyatt edged his father on.

"Yeah, yeah I already know all this what I mean when I ask 'what's going on' I mean what's going on between you two?" He rolled his eyes as both his father and Chris groaned.

Leo started his story again. "Well as you know Chris skipped class, I was asking him why he did and when I got no reply I gave up and then asked what had to happen that made him pass out and yet again he didn't reply." He turned to the teenager lying on his bed his hands were covering his face in a stressed way as Leo started walking over to him. "Chris please…" he pleaded. "I'm just worried, if this was demonic why won't you get over you ego and tell us what happened?"

The youngest sibling stood up and marched towards his father, you could see the anger boiling up and exploding everywhere in the little bedroom of his. "MY ego." He repeated extending the word 'my' "You know what? You are so full of it!" he barked "the only reason I'm not telling you is because of the way you treat me! I'm sick of being patronized!" the brunette paused taking in a breath before looking between the blonde and his father and started again. "Okay yes some stupid ass demon attacked me but I'm fine aren't I. if something would have happened then I wouldn't be here right now would I? So you can all stop worrying I took care of it."

The twice blessed was now sitting next to his brother's side. His arm was wrapped around the shoulders of his brother trying to calm him down; Wyatt let his eyes wander over to where his father was standing. He was still in shock from Chris' attack but nodded when he meet his eyes.

"Did you vanquish the demon Chris?" he let his arm drop.

"Not exactly Wy…" he looked away and out of his window watching little kid's play on the street. He hated those kids for having fun. Why couldn't his life be like there's; white picket fence and all.

Wyatt stared at his little brother worried about the double meaning behind Chris' words.

"What exactly does not exactly mean?"

"Well… the demon turned up after I was well as dad said skipping class. It was in the car park and he just shimmered in behind me and threw me telekinetically onto a car and then I got up off it and…"

"Wait, what? He attacked you at school?" the worried young adult and his father asked in unison.

"Yeah well in the car park but anyway I must have been too out of it to notice but the demon threw a potion at me." The half whitelighter stopped and looked up at his brother who was still sitting next to him but now with his eyebrows pulled together in concern.

Wyatt was now freaking out and his dad was too Chris could tell that they were thinking the same thing because they had the same look on their faces.

"I know what you're thinking; the potion did nothing to me. Look not a scratch."

"We know Chris but demons with potions could never be a good sign. I want you to stay home tomorrow and after dinner see if you can find anything about this… this potion in the book." Leo instructed. He wasn't going to send his son to school no matter how much he complained he had to keep an eye on him just in case it did do something to him.

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That night at dinner, Leo had informed Piper on everything him and Wyatt had just heard from the youngest sibling & son. Their mother did not take this information well. She was furious at the demon that had tried to attack her little peanut (even though he was not a baby anymore) and seemed even more worried than everybody else. She thought about if it would be a really good Idea to leave him home then rather taking him to school but if he was with her oldest son then it would be okay.

Wyatt & Chris cleared the table and cleaned the dishes, it was there turn tonight and the rule was 'whoever cooks doesn't have to clean as well.' Wyatt would normally cook if it was not there mother. He was the only other person in the family that could make a decent meal without burning the house down he laughed at that thought and thought about the other times when Chris had tried to make something. he was just about to put the last plate into the cupboard when he noticed his little brother staring blankly at a steak knife he held in his hands.

"Chris, can I have that knife please?" the blonde voiced trying to grab his brother's attention. Chris just stood there like a serial killer just after he had caught his prey, not responding.

"Hello, Earth to Chris." He tried again really getting scared now.

Chris broke out of his hypnotic state not knowing what the hell was happening. All he knew was that the blade was in his hand and for some reason he was drawn to it. This made him shudder and look into his brothers concerned and freaked out eyes. Did he say something?

"Oh sure here." Chris offered handing the knife to his brother to put away, wondering why he looked so terrified. Wyatt sighed relieved but still concerned. The potion had done something and this something was defiantly not good.

"Oh thank God, I thought you were going to kill me." He joked. "I'm not that annoying am I?" he laughed making Chris laugh as well.

"That's an understatement." He taunted back. "Are you right to finish up here? I'm feeling a little tired."

"Yeah sure. Goodnight."

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