So Be It
Benji smiled at the small girl. "I told you we won't hurt you."
"Are you demons?" she sniffled.
"Well, not completely. My father and I are half-demons."
"I want my mommy. MOMMY!" she screamed. "My mommy is going to blow you up!"
Benji's father chuckled over this. "I have no doubt about that, Melinda, but it's going to take more than a little firepower to stop me."
Melinda wiggled her fingers and lights flashed over the room. It was very dark here, yet it wasn't what she had thought the Underworld would look like. She threw out her fingers again trying to freeze them. She frowned when the older demon laughed. "Cwis! Wyatt!"
"Look, kid, it's going to take a lot more than your basic kick, freeze, and magical move to stop me. I'm over a hundred years old, I was a member of the Brotherhood to the Thorn, and one of the Source's right hand men at one time."
Melinda turned away from him and with a wave of a hand she brought the images of her family to life. She began to cry silently.
"Dad, how long before her family will be here?"
"Well, first they have to know she's missing. Time passes differently up there than it does down here, you should know that son."
"AUNT PAIGE!"
"Oh, hell, she's the last one I want here. Stand back son."
Wyatt and Chris Halliwell stared up at their father as he went into 'Elder' mode, as the boys referred to it.
"It's not that I'm not glad to know that you boys' can take care of yourselves, I am. But you must not attack others with your powers. Your powers are a responsibility, not a gift. And with power..."
"Comes responsibility," Chris finished with a lopsided grin. Leo ruffled the boys' hair.
"If you boys keep this up then you will lose the trust of the faculty, and trust once broken.."
"Is hard to get back," Chris finished again, before he fell into a vision.
He was sitting on the Golden Gate Bridge looking at his father. "You know, trust, Chris, is a precious commodity. Once you lose it, it's pretty hard to get it back."
"What did you read that on a fortune cookie?"
"Don't be a smart ass, it doesn't help your cause." Then he blinked at Wyatt smirked at him.
"So I want you boys' to go straight him. Clean up. Help your mother. Why don't you clean your room, Wyatt. And Chris, why don't you start on dinner?"
"Alright, Dad," they stated in unison.
"And Wyatt, swing by and pick your sister up from school. Your mother is having a busy day at the restraunt."
"Alright, Dad," Wyatt stated with a groan before they both orbed out.
"Mom, Mom," Chris called, and shrugged. "She's not here," he told Wyatt.
"I found a note," Wyatt replied, scanning the note quickly. The boys' headed into the kitchen. "Are you really going to cook?" he asked Chris.
"Well, Dad said.."
"Dad's not here, moron. I was just gonna use a spell to clean up. I'll go get the book unless you have one."
"Personal gain, Wy."
"Guess I'll get the book, then."
Chris sighed and closed his eyes, remembering how it went. "Let the object of objection become but a dream as I cause the scene to become unseen." The boys' watched and smiled as the dishes washed themselves and the cleaning cleaned itself.
"That's almost as good as Samantha," Wyatt said with a chuckle. "Want to play X-Box?"
"I've got homework to do."
"Look I already took Telekinetic Orbing, I'll help you."
"It's not the Orbing form, Wy. You know I've worked hard to make it orbless."
"Don't see, why," Wyatt shrugged orbing an apple from the kitchen and biting into it. Chris smiled and used his telekinesis to flip the channel to MTV. Wyatt smirked.
"Because it's more conspicuous. It takes patience, Wy, I think that's why you didn't care to."
"Why fix something if it's not broken?" Chris grinned.
"Wanna practice?" Chris asked his brother.
"Meet you in the attic," Wyatt challenged. Wyatt made it and materialized a millisecond before Chris.
"Ready."
"Set."
"Fight."
Wyatt started using his combustive orbing to blow up a lamp behind Chris. Chris orbed in place before sending the particles at his brother with his telekinesis. Wyatt motioned his finger and the particles orbed back toward Chris, who immediately used his TK and directed it back at his brother. Finally Wy let the particles fall to the floor, with a smile as he hovered in the air and used his combustive orbing once again and as Chris redirected it, he pulled his shield. Chris orbed inside the shield and side kicked him causing Wyatt to fall. They practiced hand to hand combat for a while. Neither of them losing ground both of them panting hard, trying to force the other one back. Before they heard a jingle in their head reminding them to pick up their younger sister. "Why don't you accept defeat, Chris."
"Not until you do," Chris grunted.
"On Three."
"One."
"Two."
"Three," they said at the same time, yet neither seemed to give and then Chris orbed in place and Wyatt fell leaving Chris with his arms folding laughing.
"Come on, Wy, Melinda."
"Rematch, afterward," Wy stated.
"Sure." Wyatt had more powers than Chris, but Chris was always thinking ahead, trying to figure out how to trip Wyatt up, not that it mattered it wasn't like they would hurt each other. Wyatt started the ignition of his blue Corvette, it was a car Wy, Chris, and Leo had worked on fixing it up for two years. It had been a project of theirs, just like each of the boys' bicycles. They reached the school and Chris felt worried, something was off. He turned to Wyatt and saw a look of worry on his face as well. In fact Wyatt doubled over in pain.
"Are you okay, Wy?"
"Not sure. Go find, Melinda. I feel pain, worry." Chris frowned as he got out of the car and went to meet the teacher.
"I'm here for my sister, Melinda."
"Oh, Mr. Halliwell, this has never happened in all my sixty years.."
"Where is my sister," Chris asked, his fists clenched at his side.
"That's what I'm trying to tell you. She never came back from recess. We've been trying to get in touch with your father. She just disappeared. We've been looking for her all day."
"Demons," he whispered.
"What was that, Mr. Halliwell."
"Demonstration. This is a prime example of how incompetent you teachers are. I'm going to look for my sister." Chris looked back at her, and felt bad, but he couldn't worry about that. They had to find Melinda before Mom and Dad went home and if that meant hunting demons, so be it. He was ready.
