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Chapter 5 Alone
"What's wrong honey?" Phoebe asked. She went over to him and checked his forehead for a high temperature.
Chris mildly glared at her actions and replied, "Do you know of the Crone?"
Phoebe stared at him in shock. How would he find out about her?
"Why do you ask?"
"I think something's wrong with me, that's why. Wasn't she behind the monkey debacle? (Phoebe nodded) Well, history's kind of repeated itself. On me."
"But how? We took out the Crone. She shouldn't be coming back. And she sure as hell shouldn't be messing with us again..."
"She must be pretty determined...to come back from a vanquish."
Wyatt watched the proceedings, but when he heard an odd noise, he slipped out silently to investigate. Phoebe noticed and found this suspicious behavior--just judging on sight--to be very disquieting...especially with the knowledge of evil Wyatt.
Chris almost walked into an empty cardboard box finding everything to be extremely blurry. It blended with the floor somehow. He rubbed his eyes slowly, but when his vision wasn't improving, he became frantic. He barely could see. What the hell?
"Aunt Phoebe?? Aunt Phoebe????" He asked repeatedly...he had hardly enough vision to distinguish her from the other objects in the attic. His eyes were becoming useless fast.
"I'm here Chris...what's the trouble?"
"I can't see. I...um...think I'm blind. Where are you?"
"Right here."
Chris tried to follow her voice, but all that went out the window when he heard and felt the quick rush of wind coming at him.
Where did that come from? He thought anxiously. Before he could figure out what was going on, he became aware of the cold sharp metal piercing his gut. He was bleeding. Oh god...he was bleeding. He was going to die...he felt it too much.
"Why are you following me?" Wyatt whispered slightly accusatory. He was trying to concentrate on the source of the noise.
"Curious, I guess. Whatcha looking for anyway?" Phoebe asked warily.
"No!!! It's gone...which means...Aunt Phoebe, is Chris alone?" Wyatt turned sharply to face Phoebe, urgently waiting for confirmation.
"In the literal sense or figurative?"
"Literal. I'm serious!"
"Then yes. Very..." She cut herself off when Wyatt hurriedly orbed out.
"And I have to walk...as always"
She really hoped Wyatt was just being overly concerned because she kind of felt dumb to leave Chris alone...when there was a chance he was in danger in one way or another.
"Wyatt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Chris screamed in great pain. It hurt too much. He had to have sensed his pain. He would be here. Wyatt would heal him...everything was going to be fine. Fine...
"Don't bother calling honey. I came prepared. Like hell I'll lose all over again!!!" The Crone informed him.
She watched him struggle with the pain and almost turned sympathetic for his suffering. She almost wished she hadn't done it to such a young child.
She knelt down beside him and gently stroked his hair in a small gesture of comfort.
"I had to do this, you know."
"I can't see..." And he angrily shoved her hand away. He may have been blind, but he was not about to be taken advantage of.
TBC...