Here's the next chapter. I hope you enjoy.
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Qua, the broken name spun through his mind. Quake, his mother's first food working job. Just as everything in the city, it was broken. Chris shook his head and crouched down beside Kevin behind a dumpster in a deserted alleyway. Smashed windows allowed the restless voices of a thousand demons to filter through. Kevin felt Chris stiffen and for a moment he reached out a calming hand. He knew that any place the Halliwells had ever had any connection had been destroyed or over run with Wyatt's men.
Bushing his hair from his eyes, he muttered, "are you sure we should be here, Man?"
Chris grunted in frustration; his back pressed firmly against the damp brick wall, the potion vial cooling his hot palm. The blast would take out most of the demons, but something wasn't right. Kevin sighed and waited for instructions from his leader, but something else was nagging at him.
"Chris, isn't it almost….," he paused, the words burning his tongue, "…that time?"
"Not know, Kev," the leader commanded, his teeth gritted together.
Kevin shrank back, and remained quiet. It had been a mistake to bring it up, with demons just across from them. In the distance, cars savored and horns were honked with impatience followed by yells.
Kevin wanted to go look, but Chris shook his head. "We have bigger problems."
Together the two waited, the seconds lasting minutes; each clank of the shout glasses and cheers from those damned creatures, tightening the leader of light's hold on the vial.
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A single ginger touch sent a new wave of pain through her cheek. Dried blood rusted upon her cheek, but whispers that circled around her had grown. Some laughter and others simply rolled their eyes at the mortals' stupidity. Allyson ignored the comments; her own concerns outweighing the mindless taunts. Plunging her hand back into the sink, she felt around for the last fragment of the broken dish. "Shit!" she cured under her breath, her middle finger sliced. Yanking it back, she sucked on it; her saliva burned into the cut as the murky dish water slid down her throat.
Nicole sighed and picked up the last piece without a problem. "What happened, Allyson?"
"Nothing," she muttered, dapping her finger against a discarded rag.
Her friend didn't say anything, but tossed the shard into the trash without looking. Allyson rolled her eyes and sighed deeply. From the corner of her eye, she saw other members of the staff performing all smaller acts of magic. Shaking her head, she turned back to Nicole, a frown caressing her over features.
"I'm going, home," Allyson said, wrapping her sliced finger up within the stained towel.
"But we're not done yet," Nicole reminded her.
Allyson shrugged, even as her heart sank into her stomach. "It's over anyway; I'm not getting paid."
"But…" Nicole's voice trailed off as Allyson disappeared.
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Gray clouds covered the alley in darkness even in the middle of the afternoon. Smoke curled up from the latest bond fire across the city. Chris leaned against the dumpster in frustration, but grateful for the cover of the clouds. Water dripped down from the rusted pipes, a small puddle dented into the unpaved cement. Kevin stared at him with such intensity that Chris avoided eye connect.
"Is everything ok, Chris?" Kevin asked.
"Of course, Kevin, let it go," Chris mumbled; the sharp emerald gaze piercing his friend through.
"Can we go, we've been waiting here for," he cheeked his broken watch, "to long, Man."
"Then go," Chris shot back.
"Well you said we had one more place to go, but we haven't seen any-"
The door further down into the alley banged open; a loud splash echoed off the narrow walls. Sounds of the cheering and glasses from across them, drowned out the disembody voices from down in the alley. Kevin strained to catch the words exchanged between the two darkened figures; the vial in his hand itching for release.
His body was pressed flat against the dumpster except for his head; his eyes squinting into the darkness. Feet scrambled up from the ground in thrust of some blood. Kevin held up his hand, but his leader would not listen. The cheers from the demons had broken his rational thought, even as Kevin tried to restrain him.
"No, not yet," Kevin kept repeating.
Chris fought against his attacker, breaking away and darted down the alley. Kevin fought the urge to yell after him, but fear of any extra attention kept his lips sealed even as his feet slapped against the pavement following his leader and friend. With a clear shot, Chris stopped and called out into the dimmed light.
"You know, what is it with demons and allies?"
The creature turned his attention from the other shadow, his sharp teeth curled into a sneer at the sight of the most wanted person in the world; an energy ball forming in his left hand. Before the ball left his hand, Chris threw the potion. The explosion vibrated against the walls; some pipes bursting, green water covering everything, but quickly burned away from the flames of the vanished demon.
Not even a scream escaped the creature as his life ended. Kevin ran up and stood beside his friend, confusion visible on his face. On instant, he turned around, but the other demons didn't move and every other sound from beyond the furthest point from the dumpster had disappeared.
"Let's get out of here," Chris said emotionlessly.
Kevin nodded, a chill curling down his spine, but something beyond Chris moved. Without a word, he gestured over Chris's left shoulder. The leader turned, prepared to fend off a surprise ambush, but no more demons appeared. He stepped forward causally and heard Kevin turn away to survey the back area.
Chris's foot brushed against something and he jumped back; a reflex shot his arm up and the object up and slammed back into the wall. Through dim light from the opened door, darkened curls flashed at him draped over a ripped jean jacket. Sneakers hung lip; the jeans around them, soaked up to the ankle.
Lowering his hand and the figure, Chris glanced back over and Kevin and motioned for him to come over.
"Oh my god," Kevin whispered, his throat dry in terror. "That…potion….it….killed"
"No," Chris shook his head, "it only works on evil."
Without a word, Chris turned away, his mind elsewhere. White orbs began to circle around him, but Kevin grabbed him back and shoo his head.
"What the fuck is wrong with you. The person's hurt," Kevin said.
"They get better; others have been around when demons attack. Cause mortals are too stupid to know to stay away from things that don't concern them," Chris stated automatically from the years up with the Elders.
Not that he believed in those higher idiots, but some of the recurring lessons had just been drilled into him. Kevin shook his head and couched down.
"Are you ok?" Kevin whispered.
No response.
"Can you hear me?" he asked.
No response.
"Are you alive?" Kevin asked.
"Kev, can we just go, he'll be fine-"
A leg moved a fraction, the hair thrown back as Allyson pushed herself up; her arms shaking from the effort. The two resistance members watched in silence as the girl stumbled to her feet; balancing herself with her hand pressed against the brick wall. On her feet, she fell back down; her hands scraping the pavement before they slid out from under her. Kevin rushed up to help her, but she had fallen unconscious; her hair blocking her face within the dimmed light.
"Chris, we have to get her out of here," Kevin said.
Chris stared at him and said nothing; events playing out in his mind; his stomach aching, today of all days.
"She would never let an innocent to die," Kevin said, calling Chris back to reality. Clearing his throat, Chris nodded and together the three orbed back to headquarters.
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Well what did you think? So Chris and Allyson's lives have come together, even if not spoken together yet. What did you think, please review AS DETAILED as possible. Thanks and the next chapter should be up soon.