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This story was beta'd by Piper Chris Melinda Halliwell.
The guy looked just like me, but taller and his hair was longer. Same green eyes, same freckles, everything! I backed up. Not possible, not possible. He's a demon! So I did the only logical thing I could do. I made a sarcastic retort.
"Oh, that's real smart. You shape shift into me older! Not very original either. It's happened twice already." I said.
He smiled. "I haven't changed a bit." I stared at him confused.
"I've never gotten a delusion demon before. Not I suggest you leave before I blow your ass up." I said while flicking my hands next to him to blow up a vase. He laughed, and plopped down on the couch.
"You can't hurt me, even if you wanted to. You want answers and I can give them to you. Have you been having strange dreams lately, conflicting feelings?" He asked.
I stared at him. I then lowered my voice even though nobody would hear us. "How do you know about those?"
"It's easy, Chris. I've been watching you." I stared at him with my face scrunched up in disgust. "Not like that!" My face relaxed.
"Okay, so maybe I'm having some weird feelings and nightmares. It's probably puberty." I waved my hand to dismiss it wall sitting next to him.
The guy stared at me. "You're 15. You already went through puberty." He pointed out.
"Oh yeah." I shuddered. "So, who are you anyway? Shape shifting demon? Working for the Source trying to lure me into the Underworld?" I asked.
"I thought it was obvious. I'm you, Chris."
I snorted. "Yeah, and Wyatt's evil." He looked alarmed.
"He is?"
"No, it was to point out how ridiculous you sound. Just like how ridiculous Wyatt being evil sounds." I said.
He relaxed and stared at me. "How is everyone?"
"Shouldn't you know?"
"Well, I'm actually only allowed to watch you. I'm supposed to be your guardian angel of sorts. Like a Whitelighter, but I can't really come to you unless you summon me."
"Yeah okay, so let me guess? You're here to tell me something life-changing?" I said sarcastically while rolling my eyes.
He smirked. "Yes, yes I am." I stared at him and started laughing.
"Okay, joke's up!" I said while getting ready to Orb to Mom. He stopped me.
"I'm serious, Chris. Let me tell you what happened." I rolled my eyes for the millionth time and shifted my weight on the couch. This was going to be a long day. I looked at the door and waved my hand to shut it and squinted my eyes to lock it. I then put the no Orbing, no hearting spell on the attic. I wasn't actually allowed in the attic or allowed to read the Book. I could help fight demons, but someone always had to be close to me. That somebody being Wyatt. I stared at him waiting for him to tell me his boring story.
"Okay so..."
I stared at him. He just finished his story. I started to laugh. "Bull shit." I choked out while trying to catch my breath.
"I wish I could prove it to you." He said a bit sadly. "You'll just have to wait for your 23rd birthday."
"My 23rd birthday? What's happening then?" I asked.
"That's when you'll get all of my memories." I stared at him in horror. If what he said was actually true, I don't want those memories. He chuckled. "Yeah, it sucks. Not my choice though. The Elders decided it. They think those memories can be useful somehow." He scoffed. He obviously didn't agree. "I thought I would come here and give you a warning. It might ease you through the process. You'll have a headache for about a week."
"Why would you tell me this?" I demanded. "If this is true, do you know how much my relationship with my family, with Wyatt will change? Wyatt and I need to be close for that damn prophecy!"
He smiled a sad smile again. "Even after Wyatt did all of those things, I never gave up on him. I still loved him. He was practically the only family I had left. You can either choose to be bothered by this information or you can choose to think of it as a different time line. Of course, it will be awkward for a while, but you guys will eventually become close again. I've seen it."
"You've seen it?" I asked astonished. "Does that mean I'll get the power of premonitions?"
"No, no." He said. I frowned. "I asked an Elder to look in the future for me. Speaking of Elders." He said while closing his eyes. "I got to go." He patted my shoulder then dissolved in white orbs.
"You just drop this bomb shell on me and leave!" I shouted. I heard a ghostly chuckle. "Creepy bastard." I thought about what he told me. I shook my head. I better wake up from this dream soon. I Orbed down to my bedroom and fell against my bed.
I could either leave the story here as a two shot or try to continue it. It's up to you guys. Review and tell me what you think.
